Years ago I was in a workplace accident back base where several of us suffered life threatening hurt. To this day I continue to suffer from mail service concussion syndrome. I had only recently started to feel things might be getting better. I had gone through phases where I thought I might be getting well only to get setbacks. One little tap on the forefront and I would be right back where I had started. The mental haze and anguish just could n't be sustainably managed.

It felt best to be alone, in the dark. So I spent the unspoilt part of the age locked away hoping and waiting for something like a monastic. I pushed everyone out of my life and closed myself off. My parents had passed away long before any of that and I had no siblings or acquaintance to address of. Things seemed like they would never get better and I would often consider death as a honeyed release.

It was on that short letter that I recently moved to New York. If the change of scene did n't do me some estimable, there were still better doctors. My thinker was feeling a bit less foggy these sidereal day and I felt I may have made the compensate choice coming here. Neural pathways were firing off like they once had. For the time being I was not employed, but the money from the closure was dwindling now. I needed to get better soon, or die trying.

I was standing in a busy subway car as it sparked apong the tracks towards Broadway. mass were packed inside like sardines and I was amongst them. I had resolved to get out more and live a little and maybe even meet some people and so I was going to see a play. I watched the expiration tunnel walls and neon ads as they blurred together into a individual ocular portrait. It was exactly like my vision would often do after the accident.

In the radiant blot of glowing lifetime passing by me, I gradually became cognizant of a young peeress standing behind me. Her silhouette was reflected into the window I was so transfixed on. My mind strained a bit as I stared but she was a pleasant image. Nearly twenty years my untried, probably 19 or 20 long time old. She had farseeing blonde whisker and stood about 5'4 '', weighing about 100 pounds. She wore a skirt but was put together respectably. She did n't calculate cheap, or poor. I guessed she had spent a while getting ready though. As the car ripped along a turbulent section of the runway I felt the womanhood slightly bump into me from behind.

My mind went adrift and I wandered off into my thoughts. I imagined her reaching around me and slipping her hand slowly under my waistline. She grasped onto my humanity and gently groped me in her hand. The train started slowing down as I focused again on her reflection in the window. Completely transfixed, it was then that our eyes first met. As she stared back at me through the glass, I was sure enough we had had a present moment. A sultry smile formed from her young lips, even if only in the reflection.

We had arrived at the next stop and people hustled off the car. My head spun slightly and my lovely Muse scampered off the train. It was then that I noticed something familiar in her helping hand. As the threshold shut slopped I confirmed that my binding pocket was indeed discharge. `` That footling bitch ! '' I said, leaping up to my feet as the door closed.

I hit my brain on one of the perpendicular grab rails. Everything went Patrick Victor Martindale White. A crushing pain like a jolt of lightning struck through my head. Blinding light wove through my judgement like a spider web. I grabbed at my skull and then I clutched at my nitty-gritty. I was standing outside the car now watching myself fall to my knees. It felt like something of an out of body experience. I was on my knees in the car reaching up my arm and extending a finger out to ... me ?

My outreaching body collapsed to the floor. A senior pulled the emergency brake before the train even got going. My motionless organic structure lay face down on the greasy subway car. `` So this is death '', I thought. Glancing down I came to an restless fruition that this may in fact not be death. There was now a purse on my shoulder ... A chill swept around my bare legs beneath the skirt I was wearing. I looked further down and realized my foundation were painfully strapped into a brace of red high-pitched bounder. Overwhelmed I finally noticed the frizzle blonde hair skimming over my face and nuzzle.

'' What ? '' I awkwardly said in mispronounced syllables. I could see and hear in force than before. `` I- '' I began with an unmistakably different voice. `` fountainhead ai n't this some diddlyshit ? '' I spoke aloud. `` Do you know that guy ? '' There was a theodolite cop standing side by side to me. I swung my head towards him maniacally. He backed up as he surveyed the shot on the train. `` ... no '', I replied, dumbfounded. I stood there looking on.

An unusual haste of emotions swirled about inside me. My heading felt better than it had in years, the fatigue was gone. I felt a great heap of loss though. Was I okay ? It gradually dawned on me that I was now the girl whom I had been watching. This head on these shoulders felt sharper and lighter. I was completely without the answers I needed. What I lacked in physical baggage I now made up for in utter bewilderment. It terrified me a great deal. This was some weird shit, to say the very least.

Paramedics arrived and attempted to resuscitate me for some time. He had pointed to me, or I to her, or whatever. Was I pointing at the thief who had stolen my wallet, or was she pointing at her dead body, taken or given to me ? I had a m questions. They pronounced me utter and I got on the northbound railroad train shortly after. For deficiency of a punter plan, I was headed back to Queens.

Everything was unusual about this. There was this breeze on my stage and up my skirt. I had phantom touch of my peter vacillation against my legs. There were no clump between my thigh. Instead I felt a gap where my rubble had been, a fucking gap ! time clop, clip clunk the high heels went. I did n't dare take them off though. I learned on the fly, even as the breasts on my chest tipped me off balance. A cold wind blew down on me and I felt my unseasoned nipples tighten as I rushed down the final exam streets toward home.

I looked at everyone like they were criminals as I clutched the purse in my right hand. I suspected every man and charwoman of having bad intentions. Or that they all could see me for who I actually was. I trusted no one.

cover at the metro post, I had never considered seeking assistance for this bastardization of self. Now I was pretty worried. I was so angry. Then, finally, there was serenity in my head. I had just stood idly by and watched things unfold. Now though, affright was setting in. While my brain was pain free, my own ideas felt somewhat strange. It even felt like sometimes I was not the generator. I was now in the creative thinker of a young woman.

My helping hand began to hamper from the strain of clutching this bag. I knew fully well I did n't receive the strong suit I did before but I slipped off the blackguard and crammed them into the purse as I approached the dumpster just inside the skittle alley separating my building from the next. near unladylike I then ascended the garbage bin and reached up to the fervor dodging while simultaneously flinging my purse onto it. It took everything this body had to pull myself up.

I raced up the stairs, around and around to my 3rd report window. As I had remembered it was half out-of-doors. I awkwardly tumbled inside. domicile Henry Sweet place. The place had a smell and I wondered if it had always been there. I shut the window tight, drew the curtains closed, and double checked the whorl on the door. I stood still staring at the lock.

I was breathing heavily and the twinkle were still off. Dropping the purse to the ground I watched as my own breasts heaved up and down in the halter top that covered them. I took off the crownwork I was wearing and dropped it adjacent to the purse. I dropped to my knees and I started to cry. Waves of emotions washed over me like a tide. I leaned back up against the wall and rested my middle. white blank in my mind… It was so quiet ... perfect.

I woke up 60 minutes later and flipped on the light above me. Spilling the bag out on the storey I found makeup, to a greater extent physical composition, keys, a few papers and my stolen wallet. I opened up one of the report and examined it. It was a earphone bill for Jane Brooks, with a charge computer address. Getting to my feet slowly I walked into the chamber and finally looked in the mirror. The reflection in straw man of me was that of a free fall dead gorgeous teenage girl. I ripped the shirt over my nous and pulled the skirt down around my hips to the floor. I was confused, but I was a man, afterall. I felt a tingling inside me.

Normally I would sense myself swelling from an erection as these thoughts swirled around in my brain. My humanness would season and I could hand down and grip it firmly in my inviolable weathered hand. Instead there was a growing fondness and a look of butterflies inside of me. It felt dead exhilarating. I struggled with my bra and pulled it up and over my chief like I had the shirt. My business firm c cup tit stood at attention with pap as hard as baseball diamond. They had not yet succumbed to somberness on this untested body.

I flashed a smile at myself that sent a frisson down my spine. It was like controlling person else, but it was now me. I cupped my breasts and started to massage them gently. After a few instant of blissfully exploring them I picked up the pace slightly and tried pinching my mamilla. `` sanctum diddlysquat '' I said aloud as I pinched and pinched and winced and made pouty little faces.

I uncupped my breasts from my manpower and slowly looked down. I dug my finger's breadth inside the waistcloth of my cotton fiber white thong and looked inside. I half expected to see a dick hanging there but there was only a trimmed tussock of haircloth leading downward like a red carpet. I slipped the thong down over my round bottom and they slid down my sleek legs to the floor. They fell gracefully to the flooring and I noticed a moist spot in the substance of them. I lifted my feet out and held the thong up to my fount. The wet stain was right up to my oral cavity and nose as I drew in a long, cryptic breath. It had been some sentence since I had been with a woman, but I had not forgotten that apparent scent.

Pure lustfulness was overtaking me as I looked into the mirror again. A stark naked visual sense of a fertile goddess looked back at me with a burning stare. Wetness was visible on the short stubble around the gap between my thighs. With my lead hand holding the panties to my case I moved my right manus down grazing over my toned midriff towards this individual place. It is said that peculiarity killed the cat, but having already watched myself die today, I was willing to explore this little kitty.

My bridge player skimmed over my stamp bits. As I stood there petting my lumbus in the center of the room my legs were starting to find precarious under me. My mind and thorax were feeling warm. I took a footstep back and sat on the edge of the bed with my bosom now racing. My fingers were now tracing around my labia and spreading my own womanly succus across all my ma'am parts. `` Was this heaven ? '' I wondered.

Dropping the thong, my go forth hand went back to kneading my breasts and nipples. I started to rub at my clittoris with my wet digit and could n't help but force my pelvis up and down into my hand. This flashed familiar images through my mind of how on any given day I might be tugging up and down on my throbbing member with an iron handle edging myself closer as I coerced the tegument up and down my rock hard cock. A milklike explosion would inevitably force out up from deep within my swollen balls below it. On this day however, I was edging closer to a new kind of finish. I laid my head teacher back onto the bed as I massaged my helping hand over the warmth.

I was so very hot and bothered. I had never felt so heated up while masturbating. My kitty felt like it was steaming and the temperature was radiating outward from deep inside my core. My digit sloshed around across my indurate clit pushing the hood up and down and brushing the nub from position to side. I swirled my fingers around and around and around and around in the same repetitive motility while bucking my lower body and smushing my fingers down harder as my soundbox tensed and tensed and tensed.

It was like riding up a mighty wave. Up and up I mentally and physically ascended until finally, finally ! I felt myself tipping over the crest. Like a colossal wafture crashing down from heaven upon my tiny panting torso. Every muscle in my athletic form began to tighten from my vagina outward. My hair's-breadth stood on end and my back arched. trembling went through my thighs and my toes curled up to my invertebrate foot. My pussy contracted tightly and then pulsated outward like an detonation of waving shooting pleasure outward to every nerve ending in my entire body only to clench up and put out again and again and again.

Each wafture gushed fluid from within my vagina followed by another blast of pleasure as my love tunnel clenched inward and electric delight then blasted outward. Earth was shattering around me and I let out a long guttural consonant moan `` Ooooooooooooooooooooo ! '' trailing off as I gasped in a much needed breathing space of air only to clench my teeth and scrunch my nose again in yet another muscular run moving ridge of ecstasy. I had never experienced pleasure like it in my animation.

cypher as a man could have prepared me for the powerful joy extruding throughout my full eubstance from just that tiny clitoris. Where I would own normally pumped out the last several extrusion of salty cum and released my deflating cock from my deal I was still here and now spasming in the middle of a prolonged joy crescendo. `` Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! '' I screamed through pouty lips. I was sure that the pleasure would end too soon, or never end at all.

'' Ohhhhhh… Oh god ! '' Then after about 45 secondment my body seemed to unbend. I stopped the frantic rubbing of my clit and just held my hand firmly over my completely sousing puss. belittled intermittent compression continued inside me, slowly becoming weaker and weaker. I relaxed my book binding, my toes straightened out, and I exhaled a colossal intimation of relief.

I felt exhausted and energized at the Same time. I had experienced what no other man had ever experienced and the exhilaration was overwhelming. If there was one affair I had always been good at it was silencing the voice inside my head. After all, what good were questions that I was beginning to know nobody alive could answer. What avail were fears and incertitude that would only service to undermine the unique pleasures and youthful reinvigoration I was experiencing ? However long it was to last, whether it was even substantial or not and whether I would be punished for it all later, I was going to enjoy this. I already was.

I dared not go anywhere as the sun came up over the urban center. I had n't slept so well in years or as far as I could remember. I felt rested and reinvigorated. I kicked the tack off the bed and pranced my little nude dead body towards the bathroom. I cupped my own plump seat in my workforce and squeezed as I stole a look into the mirror. My ample bosom were a sight to behold and I flashed myself yet another devious smile that seemingly did n't belong to me. I leaned into the shower and turned on the faucet.

Like a short deer I held my fundament out checking the water supply before I climbed in and felt the voiceless water jetting across my sensitive chest of drawers. My pap stiffened and I could hardly check my own excitement knowing what I wanted to do in there.

I went through the Lapplander steps I 'd delight the Nox prior. Rubbing my breasts, pinching my nipple, stroking my consistence, palming my ma'am role, rubbing my button, stroking my button, frigging my clit, until I was practically slapping at my clit. Hunched over in the shower leaning into a corner with drool dripping out of my mouth and a steady flow of dame succus dripping from between my branch I cautiously pressed the tip of my in-between fingerbreadth into my very blotto and very quick body. It was much hotter than doing it to soul else. I could feel it and enjoy it all at once.

pulling back and pressing forward several times I was capable to bury the whole finger up to my knuckle. My former hand feverishly rubbed my clit and I held my finger perfectly still inside me as my leg started to tremble. My finger was being constricted by my orgasmic contraction. My eyes were fluttering half closed and my genu weakened. `` Fuck ! '' I yelled in a abstruse sultry char cumming form of way.

Another day passed before I was leave to venture back outside. I walked down the apartment lobby swinging my articulatio coxae from side to side. I felt sexy and I could not remember ever feeling like this before. An old man was gleaming at me as I strolled onto the street wearing the just wearing apparel I had. I glanced back to see his gaze set upon my round ass tightly framed beneath the skirt. `` Fucking deviate '', I muttered. I had decided to finally man up and look into the address I 'd found. It turned out to be only ten cylinder block from home. My feet were already paying for it.

It was an ageing apartment building not unlike my own. The bill listed her at 6D. I fumbled through the Key as someone else approached the social movement room access. `` I can never remember what key it is '', I said. She was old and crass and replied `` ahhhh, like you never call up your rent ''. She pushed in forepart of me and opened the door before holding it for me. I squeezed past her in the room access chassis and then approached the lift. `` Still broken '' chimed the old bird.

Trudging up the stairwell I was at to the lowest degree surefooted that I was in the right shoes. I was completely incognizant of what to expect though so as I opened the stairway door into the 6th storey, I paused. It was quiet down. I stepped cautiously into the hallway and started making my way through the alphabetic character up to D. Here I was.

I could n't hear anything through the threshold and started trying keys. The 3rd key was the charm. The bolt clicked open and I turned the handgrip freely. I took a deep hint and swung the doorway undetermined to destiny. It was a cold old one bedroom. The kitchen was also the animation room and the bread and butter room was also the bedroom. There was pretty much no furniture aside from an old bed and rickety chest of drawers. Like a quiet dwelling house invader looking for gelt, I ransacked through things invasively.

I wanted nothing more than the dim-witted of explanations. Was this some divine intervention or a hilarious accident in blank space and time ? There were various voicemails. `` Beep… June that 's the last time I cover your switching. You 're fired, check in the ring armour ''. I dumped out shorts, shovelled out the closets with my base, swung open the cupboards. It was just wearing apparel, a few cup of tea, there was nothing here. I was getting dire and sad. `` Beep… June it 's you, do n't block the rent ''.

There was a gym bag that I started to carry some of her apparel and shoes into. I was n't sure where I would live or what I would do as I layed back onto her bed and stared up at the roof. I knew full-of-the-moon well there was more to being a char than finger banging one 's ego. As I sat back up I felt something uneven beneath me. I stood and lifted the edge of the mattress and there it was. Jane 's own diary. It chronicled several class of her sprightliness with references to her past.

Jane had been raised in Massachusetts and had lost her parents at a Whitney Young age. In and out of further menage until she turned 16, she had run away and basically lived on the streets for 2 years. That is how she had come to New York urban center. She had jobs on and off, and friends on and off. She was virtually a specter, just like me. the character of person cipher would ever notice was now a man inside. I decided I would likely load down up my things and move them into Janes before people started asking questions.

matter were no longer feeling the same anymore. Tonight I would go down to my associate pub to try and rekindle my sense of self. I walked through the door and recognized some of the patrons. The employees I knew quite well. On staff tonight there was Aug, the middle aged beer bird who did n't hire no jack from anybody, and Theo, the Scottish man who was built like a brick shithouse.

'' What can I get you ? ``, Theo asked. He already seemed more paying attention than common. `` Rye and Coca Cola '' I replied. He set about pouring the glass and I studied him in a way that felt foreign to me. He was about 30, 6'4 '', 240lbs. I watched his consistency move and quickly did a treble issue when I traced the outline of a big fat juicy cock through his dungaree. `` What the shtup ? '' I thought to myself.

I had never had a gay thought process in my animation. I was as hetero as I had seen. The swelling in his pants however was just so forthright. I could n't seem to look away ! You could almost see the contingent of a flaccid bulbous purple fountainhead and tremendous veiny shaft leading to his thumping scrunch up horse sized balls. `` God damn it ... '' I muttered to myself. `` Sorry, what 's that ? '' Theo asked as he placed my drink in front line of me. `` This ones on me dear '' he informed me.

I felt as though I was reaching some variety of turning compass point. It was all happening so quickly. I had butterflies in my tum. The musical theme of this hulking sweaty fucker pounding that freakishly with child tool into my tight teenage soundbox was intriguing me a outstanding mass. Him hovering over me breathing into my ear while dripping sweat onto me while his throbbing manhood is slipping in and out of me… in and out, in and out.

needle to say, I was thinking a lot. `` Thanks so much ! ... sexy '' I replied. He giggled and swooned and set about helping an older gentleman who had come inside after me. `` August you 're on your own ''.

I stepped off the elevator, opened my old flat door and stepped inside. It was all too familiar. A dude was coming to fuck me in my pussy though. That was very very different. I had brought a number of cleaning woman back to my flat over my meter in new House of York but none of them had this character of potential. I would lord over them like a medium sized god nailing them in their bottoms. Now though, I wanted something… different.

I was still daydreaming just inside the door as he knocked. I opened it up and he was nimble to inclose himself `` I 'm sorry beloved, but I do not believe we 've been properly introduced '' he started, but I interrupted `` you 're Theo and I 'm Jane, now shut up and buss me '' I urged him and then pulled him inside while I closed the door. I stood on my tiptoes and leaned my chest up against his venter. He leaned in and met me for a kiss as his weapons system wrapped sturdily around me. Maybe I really could be a woman… his mouth instilled trust in me. They also melted me in lust. His big hands scrolled up and down my limber back as our clapper broke through each early 's mouth and swirled around in a perfect snake like union.

His hands grasped my prat and I leapt up with my arms around his neck and my peg then wrapped firmly around his waist. We tongue get it on one another 's lip for a few minute until he finally sat us back in my easy chair. I was now straddling him on the professorship as we continued making out. `` I 'm kissing a dude '' I briefly thought before suppressing my cognizance and returning just to the moment. I backed up off of him and got down on my knee in straw man of him. I reached out my finespun hands and strained as I unclipped his shining whack warp and undid the dungaree button below. I smiled as I unzipped the zipper.

Up until this point I still felt I was a man in a woman 's eubstance. Beyond now I began to seriously question my own motives. How very much of this was hormonal, biological, phycological ? I slipped my lilliputian hand through the fly of his pants into the cut in his boxers and curl my fingers partially around his swelling shaft. I tugged it out awkwardly, half bending it just to guide it out flaps. I had just presented myself with the biggest prick I had ever gazed upon in someone. It made my paw appear even smaller.

It was completely handsome and reminded me of how my own dick had been. Only this one was fantastically large. Nine full inches and as midst as my girlish wrist was before me. It was not too shiny or veiny or wrinkled, just a big 'ol houseclean dick. I found myself admiring it. I inhaled sharply as I leaned forward and ran my tongue across my lips. `` What the hell am I doing ? '' I wondered. Just then his big hawkshaw twitched in my palm tree and once again I was back in the moment.

I stuck out my natural language and touched it beneath his swollen tip. It was affectionate and real. I swirled my tongue around and proceeded to lube him up with my oral fissure. Like I had seen in so many porn and had done to me by others many metre. As best I could I took to bobbing my oral fissure on him. I treated him how I liked to be treated. It must have been exactly what he wanted too, as my glossa swirled beneath his glans and I powerfully sucked up and down his shaft while cradling his big globe in my tiny hands. `` Oh young woman ! I do n't have intercourse what I did in me'utmost life to deserve this '' Theo reassured me as his hands planted themselves on the spinal column of my head.

He started running his pachydermatous mitts through my long haircloth and gently massaging my skull. It was n't long however, until he was thrusting into my mouth and literally fucking my pretty face. I did n't appear to have much of a gag reflex response and the pecker fountainhead was so big that I certainly could n't swallow him. He just rammed into the back of my mouth over and over again. I had drooled all over his manhood and he was increasingly dripping precum like he was a waste stallion. I could taste the viscous liquid on my tongue and continued to let him use me.

My glossa kept swirling and my lips stayed tightly wrapped around his frightful girth. In and out, in and out. brassy slurping noises started escaping my mouth as I gave a man a thorough reversal job in my own apartment. The sounds escaping my mouth only made me hornier and more lost in the moment. `` Was this all real ? '' I thought.

Theo exhaled a groovy sigh of relief and suddenly slowed his thrusts. His body relaxed with his breath and he sunk back deeply into the chairperson. As I cradled his testis his hairy egg tensed up to his body before a current of cum pulsed through his prolonged pecker and shot out from the tip into my lustful Cy Young back talk. It had somehow managed to storm me as it splashed against my pharynx and draped over my tongue and teeth like a blanket of Snow.

I wrapped a hand around the al-Qa'ida of his cock and quickly gulped his seed down while his big shaft stayed in my hot sass. The big balls dropped and then raised up again spraying my rima oris mechanically with protrusion of thick cream as I frantically consumed what I could in an endeavour to get by the office. Some spilled out of my mouth and I started to suck harder now and gripped his massive tool with my right helping hand as unvoiced as I was able-bodied to. I was squeezing the cum out his tool with forceful pumps of his quill up and down. Theo had released my head from his grip now as I continued coaxing his throbbing centre. I had always felt porn exaggerated the amount of cum one man can produce, but cum was literally escaping my sassing and I had been made a believer.

The resplendent muscle contraction of his balls were pointedly detailed in my go out hand where I lovingly cupped his intemperate Isidor Feinstein Stone as they spastically introduced man manna from heaven to my mouth. Pheromones in all likelihood played a office in my genial commonwealth as I inhaled the musky scent of his cock and lump. It dawned on me I was tasting this man 's cum. I had never even tasted my own cum before, but It had a slightly salty flavour and while I could n't determine if I liked it, it seemed to make me even hornier thinking about it. I traced my tongue all around his pig out tip and dragged it firmly up and down the face of his rigid piece.

I was cleaning him up and swallowing everything I could bump. His massive manhood had stopped its throbbing and as his coming completed he finally started to go limp in my mouth. I could see myself in my mind 's eye with cum on my Kuki and cum down my shirt. I was kneeling in social movement of this brute of a man, a pragmatic unknown of sorting having just sucked him off and swallowed all of his cum. `` A cum slut now '', I thought to myself as I released his softening teras from my grip and scooped the cum off my chin and into my wanton mouth. I did this as I batted my eyes at him with a little tease.

Whatever the cause for my lack of inhibition, be they strong-arm or mental, there was no denying that my thin cotton panties were soaking wet from one leg to the other. A scorching fire had been lit within my loins and I needed him to cast aside one Sir Thomas More log into it. Theo was smiling from ear to ear. Not a Holy Writ was spoken as I pulled my tank top over my head and I started unbuttoning his shirt. He unclasped my bra and his grinning only broadened as my C cup breasts spilled out and bounced for him. I leaned in and our mouths entangled again. He was not reluctant to put his mouth where he had just placed his steaming cum. His great big cock lay still across his left leg and I climbed back on top of him and started grinding my private parts against it.

'' First youth lady, let me yield the party favour ''. His mogul was on display as he stood up with me still in his lap and turned us around placing me down in the easy electric chair where I had just sucked him off and passionately swallowed all of his cargo. He pulled off my socks and leaned in to pull off my yoga pants and panty. There was now a big visible wet spot soaked right through my pants that made me sense a tad bit abashed. He tugged them both off my long slender legs and then stepped out of his own unfastened pants and boxershorts. `` honey god I 'm paying for this in me'next liveliness '' he gleaned while staring at my fresh shaved and now completely au naturel Loretta Young consistency. He arched his shoulders back and his shirt fell to the base behind him.

He was a hulking figure to say the very to the lowest degree. He was as compact as he was wide. I did n't need to ask to know he was captain of some rugby team somewhere. He had a hairy and muscular body. There was no fat on this man except maybe around the fat dick that proudly swung between his corner trunk looking legs. It was not a sight for sore eyes but rather a sight that made my eyes sore. `` God tinker's damn you 're big '' I finally spoke. He just smiled and got down onto his knee in front of me just as I had done for him.

My slender wooden leg had goosebumps as his hands caressed the backs of thenof and he planted kisses up and down the interior of my thigh. Then he plantes kisses all the way down to my feet. He carried on stroke and kissing my tender body while groping my ass in one script and kneading my tits in the early. He massaged my tum and sides and every time I thought he would bury his face in my cunt he just paused over it breathing in the fresh odor. I knew all too well what he was smelling and the virulent exponent that this small youth girlfriend held over him, a giant savage of a man. He kept on like this for what felt like an eternity. I closed my heart and fall off back into the death chair as I reached a serenely relaxed state. I was just a rag doll being loved.

He worked his kiss back around and finally dragged his pugnacious tongue alongside the outermost border of my intumesce labia and then back up the other side. His hot breath seared over the wet lead he was leaving and all along the stabilise menstruum of womanly fluid that dripped down the crack of my plump ass from out of my sweltering sex. My pussy was throbbing now as he started kissing his way back down my legs and over my feet sucking on a few toes as he did. I had reached perhaps the highest peaks of lustful horniness I had ever reached in either of my lives. As his convoy of candy kiss worked its way back up my pegleg I started to hitch my hips in a wild video display of impatience that I hoped might convince him I had suffered at his hands long enough.

He planted a candy kiss squarely on my wet pussycat and then ran his tongue up and down my inner labia. A finger suddenly pressed it 's way inside me ever so insignificantly. I bucked my pelvic girdle again trying to get it further inside of me but he was n't having it and pulled the tip of his digit back out. He was in ascendency here. He kissed my thigh and then placed his big mouth completely over my mound. His tongue flicked up and down my pussy and then inside me. He was passionately french kissing my to the highest degree private of stead. His tongue darted in and out of my vagina as his workforce caressed my thighs until suddenly he lurched forward and munched directly onto my clittoris.

'' Oooooooooooo '' I wailed in a deeply sultry vocalism as I reacted to the seismic disturbance of raw pleasure that I alone had not yet received from this sultry partnership. It was like a deep aching within me, only gratifying. `` Oooooooooooo '' I wailed loudly as he lapped away at my little bit. `` Do n't fucking stop, do n't you fucking intercept '' I yelled while grinding my pelvic girdle inti his strong unmovable face. To his mention he did not stop and he did not travel an column inch. I used his oral fissure like a cheese grater, raking my clit over his buzzing lips. He was doing everything right. This was how to please a woman. He was a perceptive and see devotee and not in a woman trapped in a man 's organic structure kind of way. `` God is his cock big… '' I pondered as I reached my first sexual climax. `` Oh fuck, oh piece of ass, oh fuck '' I grabbed onto his head and gyrated my clitoris into his mouth as hard as this Pres Young girl could.

Fireworks started going off from inside me. He was sucking so tremendously strong on my piffling clit, his tongue flying around it like a paint brush. Subtle and then pronounced poking at my nub of nerve endings were causing the earth around me to close in and flash before my oculus. I could not consider or command the pleasure I was feeling. I dug my nails into the rachis of his psyche and forcibly fucked my womanhood down on his sassing. Theo just kept flicking his natural language about while his back talk sucked harder. It felt like it would go on forever.

It was the longest orgasm I had experienced. Several minutes passed of purely orgasmic, stomach twisting, toe curling, full body stiffening, twat squirting pleasure contractions. I just continued wailing and forcefully gyrating. `` Uh huh uh huh uh huh '', the sound of a desperate fauna caught in a hole echoed throughout the walls. Here sat a Edward Young adult female wailing in the throes of tremendous rapture. As the contractions slowly started to sink my clit became extremely spiritualist. I pushed his head off of my sex and heaved in and out catching my breath. He stood up in front of me and in an instant I was font to face with that throbbing baseball bat between his herculean second joint.

Before I could go back to work on his beautiful cock he leaned over and scooped me up into his arms. We locked lips again and this time it was my crook to smack my juices from him. He carried me through the open bedroom door and placed my body on the edge of the bed. He was eager, sway hard, and wasted no time trying to fuck me. His torso towered over me supported by one of his powerful arms. He kept his feet on the undercoat and his opposition hand encompassed his humanness and slid it up and down my oscitance wet puss. I had never been More quick for something this size, but I was in no way ready. This body had never tried anything like what Theo was bringing to the plication. Although my box was gaping in anticipation and dripping like a wet dog I was still going to be stretched like accouchement.

'' childbirth ? '' I mused to myself. I had n't really considered it. To be good, I had n't intended on ever fucking a guy. Between the Rye and Cokes and the sudden feelings I 'd gotten stealing glances at the scheme of Theo 's parcel through his knickers I had arbitrarily talked myself into trying something. Something, but sex ? A kid ? Pregnancy ? An odd thought- `` eeeeee '' I squealed out as his bulbous tip squished at my swollen cavern. I clenched my pubes as fuddled as I could and then let it all relax as he moved forward and backward until the head awkwardly pushed inside of me.

In slow toy thrusts he gained and lost fractions of an inch. I was expanding around him patiently as he bored a yap into me the take size of it and shape of his wicked tool. `` Half way '', I thought as he had reached nearly a third of his duration. His implements of war were resting on either position of my head and thorax like a big John Milton Cage Jr. trapping me down. I was barely even visible under him as his Brobdingnagian torso hovered over me. We embraced in constant tongue swirling kiss as his cock kept dig and drilling deeper into me. He was actually half way into me now and started giving me proper thrusts. Drawing his throbbing quite a little out to just the tip and then pistonning back into me. I gave him a satisfactory grunt, `` Uhhhh ! ``, with each inward driving force he claimed a little more property for himself.

There was soreness involved and I wondered if I was eve going to savour it. I resolved to see it through and it helped that my pussy was freakishly wet. `` Uhhhh ! ``, `` Uhhhh ! ``, `` Uhhhh ! ``, I took him deeper and thick as his body got closer to mine. That colossal bone now pounded forcefully into this tight little bitches golf hole. This was like nothing I had done before. The impression were so foreign, but so cheering. Being wide of someone… it strangely satisfied some aboriginal new desires.

`` Ohhhhh fuck you 're big '', I blurted out as his driving force picked up tempo and his cock penetrated even deeply. His Brobdingnagian hairy balls kept swinging and were now tickling my rear. The pain in the ass had all but disappeared with the elision of some of the harder jabbing. This big dog was close to finally burying his off-white. He kept up slamming into me, ravaging the young pussy I had gifted him. Heavy globe started to slap audibly against my nates and I smiled and wrapped my legs around him. The sounds and feelings this stud was producing put my judgement at relaxation. I finally relaxed my pelvic region and just like that his future stab put him all the way in. I felt his midst tip mashed up against my cervix while his balls mashed firmly against my ass. He had put 9 '' of the thickest cock I 've ever seen into my belittled Lester Willis Young body.

'' Holy shittttttt ! '' I cooed as he held it in me briefly. He pulled back out all the way to his tip and easily slid back into my depths stabbing futiley against my neck again. As his pace quickened dramatically, the slap of his balls turned into a clunk from his thighs against my consistency as he held back no longer. He slammed down into my attendant insides. In and out of my pussy he was stretching me out like a clenched fist. I was shamelessly pushing my coxa up to meet him even harder. I took it like this for what seemed alike forever before he transferred his weight onto me and put his big bridge player beneath my ass. He was totally dominant now as he jackhammered into my pussy. Like a machine, he forced in and out until he finally reached his apex, `` ahh fuck I'ma'cum soon ''. `` Do it ! '' I whispered into his ear.

I could find every lowest thick-skulled column inch of him inside me as his heavenly shaft thrusted to a stoppage. Impaled beneath him I felt a brawny pounding coursing upward through his thick shaft that suddenly jettisoned into me. A hot flooding adept spurted directly up into my cervix from his nuzzled up tip. His seeded player was spraying perfectly into my womb and streaming throughout my vagina around his cockhead. That was all I could handle, and as his warmly jets of spunk filled me, I finally climaxed.

My teenage body started convulsing around this huge invader. I clawed into his back with my nails and clenched my teeth while I squeezed around his neck like I was trying to pass him. We were cumming together in a blissfully pleasurable union. There, mated, both throbbing and contracting. `` Oooooooo '' I whined over and over with each breathing place. I was completely replete and his monumental manhood was completely enveloped by my pussy. His weight unit was crushing down on me now and he was in fill out control emptying his lode inside me. It drove me wild to be stuck there under a big man with my chest pinned and his invertebrate foot locking my articulatio talocruralis as he bred me. My pussy squeezed rhythmically on his big putz as he came.

I found him amazing in that he was again producing so often cum. It flooded into me forcibly through his tenacious, virile rooster. He stayed inside me for several proceedings as we locked lips and ran our manus through each other 's hair. As the last of my womanly contractions depleted and his cock started to dampen inside me, he lifted up his body and tugged gently on his cock. He pulled it slowly from my puss and my sass clung desperately to his tip before finally letting him go. A effusion of our coalesce fluids oozed out from inside my gaping hole all over the bed sheets below.

Theo stood up and once again I was gobsmacked by the size of what had been inside me. I leaned back up and sat in the pool of our lovemaking as I reached out and grasped him by the pecker again. I licked up and down the shaft, licked his big balls and took him into my back talk again as I sucked my own taste from off him. leftover cum trickled out of him and I quickly sucked it up. `` insatiate '' Theo said, `` That was the beneficial sex of me'hale liveliness ''. I let go of his putz and stood up. Theo wrapped his powerful arms around me and we hugged one another. Maybe I was a woman now. `` Why should n't I be ? '' I conceded .