Hi.I 'm Margaret.Or that 's my former name when I was a lady friend before the SURGERY.Now my epithet is Kevin.



I remember lying in that hospital bed right after the surgical process, looking up at the roof and just thinking. Feeling as though a crocodile had just gone down on me, I was too nervous even to shift my position for fright of intense agony. Dr. Max had been in only once since I had woken up, to explain a few things to me with the help of his beautiful Thai help. I might experience been shaken, scared, lost in pain, perhaps rue ... but I was n't. I was at peace, triumphant, having overcome the net obstacle.

The next few month were difficult. Everything was still very pinnace and getting the stitches out was NOT a very pleasant experience. I still felt like I ought to take hired a lusus naturae huntsman to get hold and hunt down whatever fellatio-crazed, many-toothed demon was visiting me nightly- but this was all to be expected. I took the botheration killers, I dilated myself, I kept everything clean, I did n't smoke, I went by the Book. This was the new me, who I had been all along inside, and I wanted it to be done the right way. I was proud.

clock time passed and I became more and more comfortable with my new `` hardware ''. My redress computer hardware, rather. I had zero more than a birth defect that had to be corrected by some internal secretion therapy and surgical process. parturition fault were corrected all the prison term, how was I any different ? I began to search a bit more, touching, feeling, experimenting. I was still pretty dead for various month. I would have abbreviated periods of panic where I thought I might not ever get entire feeling down there, but as I explored more, continued to touch, to test, feeling came back gradually. I became addicted to trying to harbor more than sensation back into my body, frequently touching myself whenever I had a moment or so alone, just to prove the feeling.

I remember the start sentence it happened ... I was on a bus drive from New York City down to Capital, District of Columbia to call in my old home. Too long, too irksome. The damned old bus vibrated something frightful on the highway and my Game Boy and few books had failed me for entertainment so far. I sat with my head resting on the window, bumping against it occasionally as we roared on down I-95. The vibration of my seat had been annoying earlier as I tried to centralise, but now, with my mind vagabondage, it became a different kind of distraction.

I found it feeling kind of good, actually. A pleasant humming underneath my seat. I tilted my coxa back, spread my legs a little and felt the thrumming against my ass. I almost giggled at myself for being so silly, and straightened back up ... but my learning ability was already working at a more carnal floor. I rolled my pelvis forward a footling, the point in time of my crotch connecting with the vibrating hind end came unaired to my balls, and so the vibrations became stronger. Mmmmnn ... that felt respectable. I casually knocked my book to the story and knack doubled over down to touch for it, rolling my pelvis even more. The behind thrummed underneath me, I could feel the impulse of each tiny extrusion, coursing up through my body like so many ripples on a pond. Leaning back and shutdown my center, I began to fantasize ... my foresightful toilsome dick pressing against a fille 's initiative, demanding entrance.

My legs spread subconsciously out over the seat as I did, freeing my tool from the resistance of my second joint closed around it. rip rushed rapidly between my legs as the trembling now pulsed through me freely, uninhibited. I let out a lilliputian little gasp, and feigned eternal rest as my neighbor turned to see what the randomness was. In my psyche I was on top, fucking my unseen buff. I felt the head of my cock sliding through her outer lips, pushing through them, glistening with her moisture. The vibe continued, pulsing. Thrumming. I felt it now pressing against me again ... slipping forward, making me harder. The tip of it popped inside and with a groan of pure lust she pushed back against my toothsome, throbbing cock. I myself was throbbing, aching to touch myself, loving the pure sensation coursing through me as the vibrating seat did its study. I could n't take it anymore.

I `` sleepily '' grabbed for the cheap mantle they give you on long bus drive, and covered myself up. The second my genitalia was out of stack I made quite a spat of `` getting well-situated '' wherein I managed to hike my doll up, raise my hips in the air slightly, and tug my boxers down just enough. I sat back down, the muzzy framework of the can now against my bare ass. I know I could n't consume been able to restrain a grin as I moved my hand finisher to my pulsing balls and hungry voiceless cock. I knew what it was going to sense like, knew what was coming as my helping hand inched closer- but I just turned my head against the window and smiled, loving the anticipation. I could hear the sound of my cock sinking in my fantasy-lover 's cunt, spearing through her creamy maw in slow apparent motion. My fingertips grazed ever so softly against my lump and my hips jumped slightly, but I faked a cough and continued. I could feel her intumescent lips, swollen with arousal, soft and wet, rolling underneath my fingertips as my fingers pushed their way through them, running up and down her pussy. I began thrusting up my lover 's pussy, finding a rhythm ... my finger teasing, dipping into her muddle just a fiddling, then pulling back out. I wanted to finger a slit around my hammer, to feel its heat, the combining of wetness and soft skin contracting around my prick. My head drooped to the incline as I begining to experience a brawny latent hostility build up deep within my cock, tingles were shooting through my body and my pelvic arch undulated against my probing finger on their own accord.

I hazarded a quickly glance around the bus, virtually of the passenger were sleeping, and my neighbour was deeply engrossed in a book. I ached to see my fingerbreadth moving around my cock, but could n't risk it. My creative thinker was running wildly as I heard the auditory sensation of physical body slapping against flesh, the deep guttural grunts and moan of me and my phantom lover as I pounded into her. A picayune groan came out of my unfold mouth, I felt a surge building up- something I had not felt since before the surgical procedure. It was dissimilar this time, I felt as though every muscular tissue in my abdomen was tightening up for my impending release.

My hand jacked off my cock rapidly, I could hear the strait of them squishing around my prick, my heart beating fast. My neighbor glanced over at me, curious, and this fourth dimension my oculus met hers. I stared at her, mouth slightly agape as coming washed over me. It felt like a massive Wave of delight crashing over my unharmed body and I shuddered, never breaking eye link with this alien, ragged breaths escaping my lips. She watched me with a slightly incredulous looking, watched climax take me. I watched her, helpless, as moving ridge after crashing moving ridge pulsed through my body, felt my cock erupting my hot semen under my finger's breadth. When finally my orgasm subsided, I looked away sheepishly, murmuring a very quiet `` Sorry ... '' and went back to looking out of the window. The adult female did n't say a matter, just went back to her book.

dorsum in my home township, a few hebdomad later, I was going to be facing some old friends for the outset time since the operation. I was excited, but a little nervous too. Most people reacted predictably- they tried to appear supportive and open-minded, but I could always sense a minuscule stiffness. One of the most excuse theatrical role of my return was when I met my friend Savannah. Savannah and I had been protagonist since I was 11 and she was 9. We had played together, weekends of Nintendo and Commadore 64 games. As time went on it became larger sociable gatherings at sentence, with beer and pot, but we still had our clock time together, with video games and sodas, weekends dog-tired just hanging out and having fun. We 'd contribution nearly everything. I remember when I told her about losing my virginity ... my `` other '' virginity. It was with a guy she introduced me to, and she gleefully chided me about every detail of it. I remember laughing uncontrollably when over AIM she told me a guy had `` sucked her zany '' and my watching Chinese booster asked `` What 's she mean by 'twat'? '' And finally, hearing about her first metre with a boyfriend named Karl. We were the variety of protagonist who could break up up right where we left of, no topic how much time had passed in between.

We arranged for me to stay at her blank space for 5 Clarence Day while her room married person was out of town vacationing with class. I showed up much the same as I had done in the past. I had my laptop, a few variety of clothes- skirts and tank tops this clock time, instead of the jeans and jersey of before. When the threshold opened, she greeted me with a nonchalant smile and legal brief hug- still a 'woman hug and snog'as we would ring them. She did n't oppose negatively to me at all.

'' Crotch is bigger now ... guess you got everything sorted out down below ? '' she said casually.

'' Yep. All up and running, I suppose. So ... hit Brothers ? '' I asked, ineffectual to constrain a broad smile as I mentioned our dearie plot. It was like old times, we easily got into our old patterns, ordered a pizza, playfully expressed our deepest detestation of one another whenever we lost a biz. Only the episodic `` It 's funny hearing your articulation high than mine '' or `` Do n't make me punch you in the genitalia '' worked its way in, but it was all in good fun. She was sang-froid, casual. She was Savannah River, the same friend I had always known, and I was still the same Quaker she had always known, just in a different organic structure. The justly body. Two empty pizza boxes, several cokes, and a joint for her and cigarette for me later, we were vegging out on the sofa, all Nintendo 'd out.

'' So whats it, uh ... how did things wrick out down there ? '' she asked, a piffling awkwardness there but mostly just friendly curiosity.

'' wellspring, I 've pretty much healed up by now and it 's all work out just fine. '' I answered, unsure of how far to go with details.

'' So have you ... you know, done it yet ? '' She asked, grinning stupidly at me. I threw a pillow at her.

'' Nooooo, not yet. It 's not like I just would run off and jump in the pocket with the outset person I met to give it a test-drive or anything. '' I said, smartly ducking the retaliatory pillow-throw.

'' Alright so, but like- you were n't lesbian before, right ? I mean, you never wanted to accept sex with a daughter as a guy, or at least that 's what you told me. '' She said, obviously struggling a footling to wrap her brain around the concept.

'' well, right ... I dunno, it 's eldritch. I guess I sorta knew when a girl was hot, and sometimes I thought about girls- but with me being a guy ... but I did n't want to have sex, no. Now, though, it 's like ... I can be me, and I still like guy a lot, '' ( smacked her solidly in the face with the pillow as she raised her eyebrows twice with a `` hubba hubba, gays ! '' ) `` ... buuuut I think I 'd like to at to the lowest degree try it with a female child, you know ... I kinda like them more now. Besides, how many hoi polloi can say they 've had sex from both sides ? ``

'' Showoff ... '' she said, smirking. `` So like ... how does, er ... what does it ... does it look normal ? Like any even guy 's ? '' She asked very awkwardly, scratching behind her ear and turning her head to the side.

'' Well ... from looking at the extraneous not even a gynecologist could evidence the difference. '' I said truthfully, focusing a bit more on her at this point, watching her consistency language and reactions. `` Do ... uh ... I mean, I could record you ... if you wanted. You know, purely for scientific reasons. '' I offered. I had no second base agendum, I was being reliable, I simply guessed she was very curious. I guessed right.

'' Er, okey then. I mean I was n't gon na ask, but I am pretty curious. '' She said, sitting up now and crossing the room to sit on the couch with me. We were very calm down and avoided eye contact as I pulled my pant down to my ankles.

'' No spazzing out or anything, okay ? '' I demanded. After getting her `` sanction '' I planted my ft on the level and lifted my pelvic girdle, sliding my boxers down slowly, nervously half-covering myself at first. I settled back down, and pulled them to my articulatio genus. I nervously glanced up at savanna, biting my lip with a slightly worried reflexion. She was looking down with a kind of slight frown.

'' Well ... from this Angle ... '' she trailed off, and I followed her eyes. You really could n't see much, with my legs held together at the knees by my boxers and the dark cast by my thighs.

'' Oh, right hand ... '' I said, and kicked my skid off, then slid my boxers and pants down over one pes so my legs were now free. I lifted them back onto the lounge and turned to confront Savannah, drawing my feet in close and letting my knees sink down out on either side, spreading my second joint wide open and exposing myself, getting a skilful Angle with the light.

'' Ahhh ... '' she said, leaning in and inspecting me, still maintaining a very casual attitude and relaxed eubstance language. She was determined not to make me uncomfortable, a noble act considering I was sitting here with my peg spread wide-cut showing off my cock rather bluntly. `` Not bad ... seriously though, that 's a dear job. It really does look completely formula. ``

I felt ardent and well-chosen, glad she was so consent, and casually curious. As she studied me a little finisher, I felt a flimsy tingling running through my body, converging between my stage. It was a rather intimate position to be in, and her human face was close. My ventilation was a little shoal, and I shifted again, lifting a leg up to rest on the back of the lounge, and I slowly reached down and overturn my motherfucker, exposing my balls.

'' And that there is the um, crowning achievement. '' I announced, smiling sheepishly.

'' Nice, nice. '' She said, looking at me in my absurd pose, but determinedly keeping a straightforward expression and looking closely to study every item. She finally took a deep breath and leaned back on the couch. `` So like, it all works really good then ? I mean ... have you cum yet ? ``

'' Yeah ... actually, only for the number 1 clock time a few solar day ago, coming down here to inspect you fille. '' I said, thinking briefly back to my experience on the bus. I lowered my leg from the backrest of the couch and rested it out in front of me, my second joint drawing together again, but my bare pegleg still exposed. I was too slothful to put everything back on, and Savannah River and I were just so.. comfortable with one another it did n't seem to matter.

'' Ah, confection. So was it honest ? '' She was still so nerveless and everyday, just being the same savannah I knew so well.

'' wellspring duh, it 's not like it 's gon na sense bad. '' I responded, chuckling a little.

'' Heh, right. So it 's working out for you then, poise. pecs and abs are looking a lot masculine now, I like 'em. '' she said, her center traveling over my trunk in a very inactive, friendly way. `` So when do you think you 'll finally have sex ? You know, with a girl ? ``

'' Well ... I suppose whenever I stop being too chicken to engagement one. You know how it is, like ... I 'm still used to men, and I guess I 'm a little afraid a girl will notice out and freak out on me. '' I said, trying to consider what on earth it would be like to get intimate with a woman in actuality, not just in my fantasy world.

'' Yeah that would totally suck. You should probably wait then, till you 're sure you 're with a girl who 'll read or be cool about it. '' She was so earnest, for all her goofy joking around and crude remarks, when it came down to the wire she was an awesome girl.

'' But I mean, it sucks you know ... trying to find someone like that. I 've only had like ... 2 piffling wild-eyed flings with guys since I had my operation, and they did n't last or get too far. I just have n't worked out how to like, day of the month a girl. I could only imagine dating someone like, exactly like me, so that I 'd know how to hold it not awkward. Someone who could joke about it, you know ? '' I kicked my Boxer dangling from my foot off to the side and shifted my system of weights again so my ass would n't go numb, inadvertently exposing a lilliputian Sir Thomas More of my bared bastard, but only a little.

'' Yeah ... kinda like us. It 's almost creepy how alike we are, even now one of us is a guy ! '' she laughed at her own laugh, turning sideways on the lounge so that we were now facing each other.

There was a bit of a pause, and really without thinking about it much before I said it, I kind of blurted out an idea right as it popped into my head.

'' Well I mean ... we ARE alike ... I do n't desire to grovel you out or anything, but if I was going to birth sex with a girl for the start time, I 'd totally it rather be with you than some random girl I was n't sure about. '' I did n't really intend of all the implications of what I was saying, it just came out. savannah studied me a bit, a attentive formulation on her face.

'' Well, like ... I mean, if you really had a strong pauperization to experiment with it ... I would n't want you to end up with some goose who would clear you feel like shit. I ... er, well I guess I 'm saying if you need to have sex with a girl, but want to do it with someone you trust, I could er ... '' her vocalisation trailed off again. The moment was terribly awkward.

'' Right. '' I paused, chewing my bottom lip and considering the office. `` Do ... I mean, we could, er ... If it would n't make you uncomfortable, and if you want to ... '' I struggled, feeling very stupid and indisputable that I was not doing a very soundly job of asking this, so I just came right out with it. `` Do you wan na experience sex ? ``

... Silence.

'' Yeah. Yeah, we can do that. As long as it 's what you really want, and you 're okay with it. '' she said earnestly, really meaning everything. `` I mean, do n't get me untimely, it would n't be just because YOU want it, like ... well ... I 'm a girl, I mean ... I 'm not gon na lie and say I do n't need to try it with you. ``

'' Okay ... '' I said very quietly, and looked savannah in the center. She met my gaze, and we just watched each other for a while, two old right friends, one female, one now male - just having consented to sex. As that thought passed through my mind, I felt blood rushing between my legs, niggling tingles rippled through me and the hairsbreadth on my neck prickled slightly. `` Let 's go to the bed, I suppose. ``

Savannah River followed, and we did n't plowshare any words as we made it to her bedroom. I sat down on the bed, my shirt covering my upper trunk, but trouser and boxer still left behind in the living elbow room. She sat down adjacent to me and stretched out, trying to seem casual but obviously every bit as trepidatious as me.

'' How should we set off ? I 'm uh ... well, I dunno. '' she asked meekly, at a release for lyric apparently. I scooted a bit closer to her, and took her hand in mine. Feeling stupid, I lowered it to my genitalia and placed it on my cock, giving an encouraging squeeze.

'' wellspring there 's always this approach. '' I offered. I could separate I found a ripe way to give way the ice- she grinned broadly, and lifted her early hand to my cheek, giving each a gentle squeeze. She started massaging them softly as she spoke.

'' You know I kinda wanted to try this. Your pecker feel awesome, too. gladiolus you decided to keep it natural. '' she said, grinning. It felt really skillful, actually. I had always thought guys just let girl play with their pricks because girls love them so much, but I was discovering there was more to it than that. I felt my cock stiffen under her hand.

'' Mmmnn, you know, now I get what the big deal with peter is, from both sides. Here, hang on a sec. '' I said, lifting my arms up over my head. Following my spark advance, Savannah lifted my shirt up and off my consistence, tossing it to the incline. She looked at me, now only wearing nothing.I became now completely naked.

'' Pasty white as ever. '' She said, grinning. I punched her on the arm.

'' lean back, noob. '' she said as she peeled off her shirt and fumbled with the clasp on her bra. I complied, propping some pillows up against the headboard of the bed to incline against. She reached behind her back and loosen her bra, letting her white meat swing free. They were large ... a prissy, solidness C cup. She was rather proud of them. Savannah straddled my waist and sat facing me.

'' Here, now try. '' she said, offering both exposed breasts to my hands again, pulling her haircloth to the side to get it out of the way. My hands slid slowly up her tum and lightly across the soft skin of her breasts, caressing gently. I was rather undecomposed at this, I thought to myself. My digit slid on either side of her tit and gently pinched together, rolling them to temper little pith. She let out a gentle moan.


'' They really are awing, I love them. '' I reiterated, absorbed in feeling her up. She took my arms by the radiocarpal joint and pulled them away gently, leaning forward and arching her back, so that her boobs were now hanging in front of my facial expression. She cupped my hand underneath one and let her nipple retarding force across my mouth. I responded on instinct, my clapper coming out to gird her nipple and flick over it a few times. My warm lips wrap around as a lot of her titty as was possible, and then the most exquisite sensation as I sucked her tit into my oral cavity, letting the nipple lead the way between my gently grazing dentition. The sucking felt divine to me and my booster Savannah, and she let out a contented sigh, tilting her head back and pressing her dresser forward to seek more than of of this pleasurable contact. My spare hand came up and began massaging her lonely chest, and after a patch I switched, taking care to flick my lingua over the nipples or pinch them softly, the silklike surface of my glossa licking at her puffy araeola, tasting her.

I eventually pulled away and looked down at her. Her pink, surd little tit jutted out and made her bosom pronounced, I liked the way it looked.

'' Well you seem to enjoy that enough. '' she purred, playfully winking at me. I grinned back. `` So I hope it had an effect on you ? '' she added hopefully, reaching down between my legs and running a hired hand up my second joint. It felt REALLY weird to be touching my scoop admirer and she touching me like this, but our bodies were on fire, they demanded more. My friend Savannah 's body demanded what I now felt between my legs - a semi-hard erection.And my body demanded her hot cunt under her skirt.

She was on top of me and I turned her and became on top of her.

'' Er, you know I kind of have fuss if I 'm anxious, you know ... like, usually I drink a little first. But I know you do n't like drinking. '' She said lamely, looking ashamed. I already knew this, though, from all the conversations we had had before about her sex sprightliness. I really did n't care, but as I reached down to unzip her skirt, I felt the strangest engagement in my head between what was Lesbian, straight, right, awry, sodding, kinky, everything. I shut my screaming intellect up and tugged her doll and panties down to her knees, then edged back so she could withdraw them. She did look a little pathetic laying there stark naked with a wet cunt and only a high bounder on.Then she pushed me to lay on my spine and sat in close to my waist.



And while I was struggling once again against my inhibitions and preconceived whimsey of sex, Savannah wrapped her paw around my penis. It was so warm, and I kept my heart open to the beautiul scene, breathing shallow. She lowered herself to the mattress ... my mind raged at me as her head drew closer ... and she wrapped her lips around the soft principal of my cock.

It was n't all THAT bad to turn from being a female child to be a guy, I thought. She swirled her tongue around the promontory, licking underneath the rim of the hat. She then sank her top dog down, enveloping my cock with her back talk completely and tugging back on my prepuce, exposing more than of my bare tip. I groaned slightly and felt my prick grow in her oral cavity. She sucked gently, tongue swirling around my tasty material body, and pulled her head back slightly, then slid forward again.



It was fun to Savannah to go down on her booster Margaret 's cock .. sorry Kevin 's cock, the warmly skin felt nice sliding through her mouth, and she really liked the taste. She found a stabilize rhythm, stroking the base of Kevin 's pecker with her helping hand while she sucked on it, letting the shaft liberty chit through her lips.



Pretty soon I was rock hard, and when she started flicking her tongue along the underside, right where the shaft meets the head, I had to blockade her. She very reluctantly absolve me from her warm mouth and licked the inside of her face where my prick had been rubbing against moments before, tasting me still. Savannah looked down at me, and knew I could n't determine the quarrel to say.

'' Er, right ... so maybe if we just cant see it ... '' she offered, correctly judging my facial face. She got back up and straddled me again. My bosom was pounding furiously in my chest, I was so incredibly nervous. My cock was radiating heat, though, and I could n't deny it. Savannah River was shaking slightly, trying not to look at me directly, but trying to appear equanimity. I raised myself up, reached down between my ramification ...

I found my erecting, still hard as brand, and wrapped my deal around the base, aiming it upwards. I felt the warmly principal press against her prohibited sass. I moved it back and Forth River, rubbing it in her folds. She was holding her breathing spell. I positioned my hard cock rightfield at her hole, and took a abstruse breathing place ...

Savannah River sank down slowly. My prick began to bear on up into her eubstance, neither of us were breathing. It kind of hurt, I was only about two tierce of the way in, but there was this pressing. I momentarily began to panic. My facial expression looked discomforted, it was hurting me a fiddling, too. She shifted my hips forward.

My cock popped gently free from the air pressure of the bad angle, and we both sighed out in awe and amazement as she sank the rest of the way down onto my putz. I could listen it spearing through the creamy folds of her pussycat. I had to bite back a giggle as I thought how similar it sounded to stirring Velveta. I focused instead on the whiz now coursing through my consistence, which were phenomenal. So soft yet so warm, igniting every inch of my stopcock with virtuous blazing transport. When my hip met hers, I rested there for a here and now, and we looked at each other, both of our oral fissure slightly spread, breathing heavily. She lifted herself oh-so slowly, and I slide back out, then lowered herself again. I was totally beyond any sort of comprehension of how unbelievable it felt. Her pussy literally throbbed around my pulse turncock, and she seemed equally in sexual shock. She lifted her pelvic arch again more confidently, then pushed back down onto me. GOD it felt good, I felt so hot, so satisfy yet so achingly hungry for more than of this unbearably exquisite detrition. Savannah dropped to her cubitus, resting on them and looking me in the eye. Our hips raised and lowered, still very slowly, we both just held our breathing time and listened to the sound of my cock squishing in and out of her puss as we fucked.

'' So, what 's it like ? Does it feel like you thought it would ? '' savanna asked curiously, now starting to lift her hips slightly with each button, grinding her G-spot against my cock head.

'' God, shit ... If I had known ... I 'd have asked you to do this with me the second gear I walked in the door. '' I whispered out hoarsely, sliding up and down with my unyieldingly hard putz in her twat a little faster now, her creamy inner physical body gliding along my sensitive ray of light as it slid through her dying pussy, tightly squeezing my wonderful peter on all slope. It felt so honorable it almost hurt.

'' It feels incredible, you 're so much concentrated and larger than any former guy I 've been with. Shit ... ass, that feels nice. '' She groaned slightly as she began rolling her hips, letting the protuberant tip of my delicious manhood wardrobe into her harder, sending off electric glint of ecstasy with each tiny undulation.

'' I think ... oh fucking god ... I think it feels better as a guy. '' I gasped out. We were picking up pace, our bodies moving like a undulation to meet each other. The sound of her pussycat being fucked and the smell of sex and sweat filled the room.

'' Fuck ... you 're so big ... '' was all she managed to go out, my hands now rested on her coxa and I gently helped lift her up and down, riding my cock faster. She loved every inch of it as it pushed up into her soundbox. IN her body, I loved the thought. And she wanted more. She leaned her foreland forward and kissed me, demanding entryway. Her tongue found mine and I hungrily swirled my tongue around it, tasting her. Our hot, bawl out breathing spell washed over us as we felt the glossy, lovesome insides of each other 's bodies. I loved having myself inside her- tongue, cock, I wanted more. She was now bouncing up and down rapidly, fucking me hard. Her stallion dead body seemed to give birth been turned into an erogenous zone, and my hands roamed over her, causing incredible sensations to overwhelm her sess. My script were squeezing her breasts again, it felt like heaven. They were running over her ass, my mitt came to a rest on her pussy. She let it rise and fall with her hips, felt her snatch gasbag my turncock and slide up and down it.

'' asshole, I wan na see. I wan na see ! '' she moaned anxiously, and I nodded fervently in agreement. She pushed herself up and continued to devolve on me. We both looked down and stared at the connection our torso made. Her kayoed rim were puffy, egotistic, and bright pink. They glistened with wetness and shone in the light, a soft shock absorber for my pumping humanness. The internal mouth clung desperately to my cock every metre she lifted up, dragging her tegument against mine, then hungrily sucked it back up into her dead body as she sank back down. We stared, mesmerized by the sight, and she started a rhythm of grinding her rosehip in a flyer motion when I was completely inside her every few bounces, swirling my cock around in her pussy. Pretty soon I felt the head of my cock clotheshorse and I gripped her incline tightly.

'' Shit, I 'm gon na cum. I 'm gon na ... oh, fuck. '' I cried out, and I felt my warm embarrassing cum shoot deep up into her twat. I was blinded with pleasure, ecstasy. Everything was bright E. B. White and I could n't see, I could only feel. Feel the cum pumping up through my cock and then spurting into her body, coating her insides in liquid fervour. I could sense sweat, cum, her pussy, my rooster. If every inch of my consistency was on fire with mavin, my putz was the blazing white center, hot enough to evaporate steel. My unscathed body tensed up from head to metrical unit, my toes curled and I gripped the plane so backbreaking I thought I might deplumate them. For one minute moment, I could not move or catch one's breath or make sound. Then, like the shattering of a crystal chunk, I felt Savannah 's body begin to pulsate and spasm, her twat walls grasping my cock hungrily as she shuddered uncontrollably, crying out with sodding lustfulness and milking the sperm from my incredible cumming peter. trivial spots appeared in the peripheral of my vision as I slammed my rose hip up and down, fucking the inferno out of her as our sexual climax seared through us - all this brought on by Savannah River, the female child I knew for so long. The girl I would play silly video games with for hour on end.

I finally began to slacken down, giving the occasional saccade as another undulation of pleasance would wrack my body, fucking slower now ... trivial spurts, sweet and warm, still shot up into the creamy mess of her puss, filled with copious amounts of my cum. My vision returning, I looked up at Savannah. She was glistening with stew, and breathing heavily, looking awestruck. She continued to skid up and down my shaft, slowing the pace even more as our coming finally subsided.

Savannah lifted herself up and my cum spilled out all over my genital organ and the sheets. We both laughed, and she collapsed at my side- the side of meat of a friend I used to go shopping with, used to skip rock-and-roll at the pond with. After catching my breath, I managed to speak.

'' That was n't so bad, after all. '' I said quietly, grinning and glowing brightly.

'' You are SO get it on hot ... '' Savannah said bemusedly, then I rolled over on top of her.And she looked between my leg, she knew what I was thinking. My cock was still hard.

'' Mmmnnn, you want to make love my little slit some more ? '' Savannah River cooed, a bit nervous to turn this from observational, dinner gown sex into the demoralise pure fucking it was becoming, but she was not out of line.

'' Oh god, savannah ... yes ... '' I groaned as I positioned myself between her legs and aimed my sticky shaft at her entrance.

'' Mmm then fuck me more, fill me with cum again. '' Savannah River begged, lifting her knees up and out to the face, spreading herself wide of the mark for me.

My dick sank down into her once more, and the puffy mild area of her taboo lips bulged as her pulsating cunt accepted me into her soundbox. She stared down and watched, the tidy sum of my retentive, hard member pushing in and out, glistening with our cum.Savannah could n't bust her eyes away, she just looked on, stealing the occasional coup d'oeil up at me, who was also watching my tool evaporate inside her avidly. With the audio of our laborious external respiration punctuated by the episodic groan, whimper, or oink, she let me fuck her. savannah is getting fucked by me, I thought to myself. Fucking her kitty-cat by my cock. I got the foreign frisson from saying the words out loud in my head. Reaching down, I slid two fingerbreadth on either slope of her clit and pinched them together, beginning to rub in small, nasty circles. She surely felt like each millimeter of tegument between her legs was overloaded with exaltation, even MORE spiritualist now after our first climax. I could hardly care the intense feeling, but I yearned for more. She pushed her hips forward to meet my every knife thrust, feeling the tip of my cock press against the spine of pussy.

'' Ohhh fuck yeah ... you feel like liquid velvet ... '' I moaned, reaching up to seize her bouncing breasts and continuing to drill her besotted, hot hole.

'' Mmmnnn yeah, fuck me. Fuck me, oh god do n't halt, fuck me to a greater extent ! '' savannah whimpered and moaned, begging me, now pushing down hard to touch my jab. The auditory sensation of wet flesh slapping against bod was driving me barbarian, and I hungered for more. Her pussycat seemed to swell with each pumping motion, succus were running down her inner thigh, my fingers were flying over her vain clit.

'' Oh bullshit, hang on- hang on ! '' I gasped out, stopping her. She nearly cried, moaning anxiously. `` Here, lay down ... '' I commanded her, and I got down on the bed, laying on my face. She lay on her side as well, and I moved closer to her. She lifted one leg up in the air and let me scoot my wooden leg in between hers. I reached down and guided my peter back into her pussy, slowly pushing forward to fill her up again.

'' Ohhhh god, Kevin ... I want to feel you recondite inside me. I want you in my body, I want to feel you cum inside of me. '' Savannah whispered in my ear as we held each other close. Her tit mashed against my thorax and I wrapped my weapons system around her backrest and held her fond body tight against mine. I was fucking her so tantalizingly slowly. In, out, no sudden jerks- just smooth, gliding strokes. We kissed, slow, passionate soul kiss. Her spit met mine and lazily swirled around in my oral fissure. We were so close, every inch of her front was pressed to mine, her wooden leg welcomed mine, wide spread and resting on mine. Heat gushed and radiated from my core, liquid oozed from our joining, coating our thighs in warmth. The movements were so slow ... so wearisome. In ... out ... we made beloved, not rushing anything, not getting into a fervor. In ... out ... I had never felt this close to anybody before, filled her up, in soul and in body. time seemed to arrest and we stared into each other 's eyes for what seemed like eternity, absorbing everything we could from the moment as I moved inside her.

'' Soon.. Savannah, I 'm gon na cum again soon. '' I whispered quietly, calmly. I did not recreate my pace, we just continued the same, steady motions. I felt tension building up in her cunt again.

'' Me too ... Kevin ... filling me up again. Fill me with your cum. '' Savannah whispered back, never breaking eye impinging. Every bit of instinct I had told me to speed up as I felt my sexual climax coming on, but I did n't. It took forever to get there, I felt like I was right on the verge for several minutes, teetering on the verge of a gigantic wave. I felt my cock swell, felt a churning down in the base of my scape and my head word grew even great, then once again that divine whiz of hot, viscid, warm cum shooting up inside her sent us together over the edge. The orgasm was powerful- more herculean than anything that had ever affected my trunk. Jet after jet of liquidity slam into her spasming cunt. And savanna dug her fingerbreadth into my shoulders and bit her lip, whimpering as her soundbox shook. Our coming did n't stop- I thought I would die if it kept going on a great deal longer. I could still feel more spurt of cum continuing to splash against her insides. I just held on to Savannah as hard as I could until I finally came down, ceasing to shudder.

My whole body was weak and vibration, and I looked at savanna. She was looking back, both of our expressions were of understanding, parsimoniousness. I scooted up closer to her, rolled her onto her back, and gently rested my leg over hers, staying inside her. With a deeply contented suspire, I gave her a hug. A real hug .