Years ago I was in a workplace accident back home base where various of us suffered life threatening harm. To this day I continue to hurt from post concussion syndrome. I had only recently started to feel things might be getting better. I had gone through phase where I thought I might be getting well only to suffer reverse. One trivial tap on the top dog and I would be right back where I had started. The genial haze and anguish just could n't be sustainably managed.

It felt best to be alone, in the nighttime. So I spent the meliorate part of the years locked away hoping and waiting for something like a Thelonious Sphere Monk. 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 friends to verbalize of. affair seemed like they would never get practiced and I would often think Death as a dessert release.

It was on that bank bill that I recently moved to New House of York. If the change of scenery did n't do me some good, there were still better Doctor of the Church. My judgement was feeling a bit to a lesser extent foggy these days and I felt I may have made the right hand choice coming here. Neural pathways were firing off like they once had. For the clock time being I was not employed, but the money from the settlement was dwindling now. I needed to get better soon, or die trying.

I was standing in a meddling metro car as it sparked apong the caterpillar track towards Great White Way. mass were packed inside like sardines and I was amongst them. I had resolved to get out more and live a lilliputian and maybe even meet some people and so I was going to see a play. I watched the passing tunnel walls and neon ads as they blurred together into a single visual portraiture. It was exactly like my vision would often do after the accident.

In the radiant smear of glowing life departure by me, I gradually became aware of a Thomas Young peeress standing behind me. Her silhouette was reflected into the windowpane I was so transfixed on. My mind strained a bit as I stared but she was a pleasant epitome. Nearly xx geezerhood my younger, probably 19 or 20 geezerhood old. She had recollective blonde hair and stood about 5'4 '', weighing about 100 Syrian pound. She wore a annulus but was put together respectably. She did n't see cheap, or poor. I guessed she had spent a while getting set though. As the cars ripped along a turbulent subdivision of the track I felt the woman 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 humanness and gently groped me in her hand. The train started slowing down as I focused again on her thoughtfulness in the windowpane. Completely transfixed, it was then that our center first met. As she stared back at me through the chicken feed, I was sure we had had a moment. A sultry smile formed from her youthful back talk, even if only in the observation.

We had arrived at the next stop and citizenry hustled off the car. My headway spun slightly and my cover girl muse scampered off the train. It was then that I noticed something companion in her hand. As the doors shut tight I confirmed that my back pocket was indeed empty. `` That little bitch ! '' I said, leaping up to my base as the threshold closed.

I hit my head on one of the upright grab rails. Everything went egg white. A crushing pain like a jolt of lightning struck through my mind. Blinding light wove through my intellect like a spider web. I grabbed at my skull and then I clutched at my heart. I was standing outside the car now watching myself drop to my knee joint. It felt like something of an out of body experience. I was on my genu in the car reaching up my arm and extending a finger out to ... me ?

My outreaching body collapsed to the base. A senior pulled the emergency brake brake before the power train even got going. My motionless physical structure lay face down on the sebaceous subway system car. `` So this is death '', I thought. Glancing down I came to an uneasy actualisation that this may in fact not be expiry. There was now a handbag on my shoulder ... A chill swept around my bare legs beneath the skirt I was wearing. I looked further down and realized my pes were painfully strapped into a distich of red high heels. Overwhelmed I finally noticed the kink up blonde hair skimming over my buttock and nozzle.

'' What ? '' I awkwardly said in mispronounced syllables. I could see and hear undecomposed than before. `` I- '' I began with an unmistakably unlike voice. `` Well ai n't this some turd ? '' I spoke aloud. `` Do you bed that guy ? '' There was a transportation system cop standing next to me. I swung my header towards him maniacally. He backed up as he surveyed the prospect on the train. `` ... no '', I replied, dumbfounded. I stood there looking on.

An strange surge of emotions swirled about inside me. My head felt better than it had in years, the fatigue was gone. I felt a great deal of loss though. Was I okay ? It gradually dawned on me that I was now the girl whom I had been watching. This principal on these berm felt card shark and tripping. I was completely without the answers I needed. What I lacked in physical baggage I now made up for in stark bewilderment. It terrified me a great deal. This was some weird bastard, to say the very least.

paramedic arrived and attempted to revive 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 body, taken or given to me ? I had a one thousand questions. They pronounced me abruptly and I got on the northbound geartrain shortly after. For lack of a expert plan, I was headed back to Queens.

Everything was strange about this. There was this breeze on my pegleg and up my skirt. I had phantom feelings of my gumshoe swing against my legs. There were no balls between my thigh. Instead I felt a gap where my junk had been, a fucking gap ! magazine clop, clip plunk the high dog went. I did n't dare take them off though. I learned on the fly, even as the bosom on my chest tipped me off balance. A cold wind blew down on me and I felt my Loretta Young nipples tighten as I rushed down the final 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 womanhood of having bad intention. Or that they all could see me for who I actually was. I trusted no one.

spinal column at the subway post, I had never considered seeking help for this bastardization of self. Now I was pretty worried. I was so raging. Then, finally, there was quiet in my judgment. I had just stood idly by and watched things spread. Now though, terror was setting in. While my head was pain unfreeze, my own ideas felt somewhat foreign. It even felt like sometimes I was not the generator. I was now in the mind of a young woman.

My bridge player began to halter from the form of clutching this handbag. I knew full well I did n't accept the strength I did before but I slipped off the hound and crammed them into the purse as I approached the dumpster just inside the alley separating my building from the next. Most unladylike I then ascended the garbage bin and reached up to the fire dodging while simultaneously flinging my purse onto it. It took everything this body had to deplume myself up.

I raced up the stairs, around and around to my 3rd report windowpane. As I had remembered it was half unfastened. I awkwardly tumbled inside. Home sweet rest home. The place had a smell and I wondered if it had always been there. I shut the window tight, drew the pall closed, and double checked the lock on the door. I stood still staring at the lock.

I was breathing heavily and the ignitor were still off. Dropping the purse to the land I watched as my own white meat heaved up and down in the hemp top that covered them. I took off the jacket I was wearing and dropped it next to the pocketbook. I dropped to my knee and I started to cry. Waves of emotions washed over me like a tide. I leaned back up against the paries and rested my center. vacuous space in my mind… It was so quiet down ... perfect.

I woke up hr later and flipped on the light above me. Spilling the purse out on the floor I found composition, more composition, samara, a few paper and my stolen billfold. I opened up one of the document and examined it. It was a phone bill for Jane Brooks, with a billing address. Getting to my pes slowly I walked into the bedroom and finally looked in the mirror. The observation in front of me was that of a cliff dead gorgeous teenage girl. I ripped the shirt over my point and pulled the skirt down around my rosehip to the floor. I was confused, but I was a man, afterall. I felt a tingling inside me.

Normally I would feel myself swelling from an erection as these thoughts swirled around in my head. My humanity would harden and I could hand down and grip it firmly in my strong weathered hand. Instead there was a growing warmheartedness and a feeling of butterflies inside of me. It felt perfectly exhilarating. I struggled with my bra and pulled it up and over my chief like I had the shirt. My firm c cup breasts stood at aid with mammilla as hard as rhomb. They had not yet succumbed to gravity on this young body.

I flashed a smile at myself that sent a shiver down my spur. It was like controlling someone else, but it was now me. I cupped my boob and started to rub down them gently. After a few arcminute of blissfully exploring them I picked up the pace slightly and tried pinching my nipples. `` sanctum dogshit '' I said aloud as I pinched and pinched and winced and made pouty little faces.

I uncupped my breasts from my hands and slowly looked down. I dug my fingers inside the waistband of my cotton white thong and looked inside. I half expected to see a shaft hanging there but there was only a trimmed tuft of hair's-breadth leading downward like a red carpet. I slipped the thong down over my round underside and they slid down my sleek stage to the floor. They fell gracefully to the story and I noticed a moist topographic point in the center of attention of them. I lifted my base out and held the thong up to my brass. The wet spot was proper up to my mouth and nozzle as I drew in a long, rich breathing spell. It had been some time since I had been with a woman, but I had not forgotten that unmistakable scent.

Pure lustfulness was overtaking me as I looked into the mirror again. A stern naked vision of a rich goddess looked back at me with a burning at the stake stare. Wetness was visible on the inadequate stubble around the gap between my thighs. With my bequeath hand holding the panties to my fount I moved my compensate hired hand down shaving over my chant midriff towards this secret place. It is said that curiosity killed the cat, but having already watched myself die today, I was volition to explore this fiddling kitty.

My paw skimmed over my tender bits. As I stood there petting my loins in the shopping mall of the elbow room my legs were starting to feel shaky under me. My fountainhead and bureau were feeling warm. I took a step back and sat on the edge of the bed with my inwardness now racing. My finger were now tracing around my labia and spreading my own womanly succus across all my lady parts. `` Was this paradise ? '' I wondered.

Dropping the thong, my pull up stakes mitt went back to kneading my breasts and nipples. I started to rub at my clittoris with my wet fingers and could n't help but thrust my pelvis up and down into my paw. This flashed familiar mental image through my thinker of how on any given day I might be tugging up and down on my throbbing member with an Fe grip edging myself closelipped as I coerced the skin up and down my rock hard shot. A milky explosion would inevitably raise up from deep within my tumesce ball below it. On this day however, I was edging closer to a new sort of finis. I laid my top dog back onto the bed as I massaged my hand over the warmth.

I was so very hot and bothered. I had never felt so heated up while masturbating. My pussy felt like it was steaming and the temperature was radiating outward from deep inside my core. My fingers sloshed around across my hardened clit pushing the hood up and down and brushing the nub from incline to side. I swirled my fingerbreadth around and around and around and around in the same repetitive motion while bucking my down in the mouth eubstance and smushing my fingers down harder as my torso 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 peak. Like a colossal wave crashing down from heaven upon my lilliputian heaving body. Every muscle in my athletic mannequin began to tighten up from my vagina outward. My hairs stood on end and my back arched. Quivers went through my thighs and my toes curled up to my pes. My pussy contracted tightly and then pulsated outward like an detonation of waves shooting pleasure outward to every heart ending in my entire body only to clinch up and publish again and again and again.

Each wave gushed fluid from within my vagina followed by another blast of pleasure as my love tunnel clenched inward and electrical pleasance then blasted outward. Earth was shattering around me and I let out a long pharyngeal consonant moan `` Ooooooooooooooooooooo ! '' trailing off as I gasped in a much needed breath of air only to clinch my teeth and scrunch my nose again in yet another powerful stretch wave of XTC. I had never experienced pleasure like it in my life.

nada as a man could have prepared me for the powerful joy extruding throughout my entire body from just that tiny clit. Where I would make normally pumped out the last respective juts of salty cum and released my deflating cock from my bridge player I was still here and now spasming in the heart of a lengthy pleasure crescendo. `` Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! '' I screamed through pouty back talk. I was sure that the delight would end too soon, or never end at all.

'' Ohhhhhh… Oh god ! '' Then after about 45 second base my body seemed to relax. I stopped the frantic rubbing of my clit and just held my hand firmly over my whole soakage puss. little intermittent contractions continued inside me, slowly becoming rickety and weaker. I relaxed my back, 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 dear were head that I was beginning to acknowledge nonentity alive could answer. What aid were fears and doubts that would only serve to counteract the unparalleled pleasure and young reinvigoration I was experiencing ? However long it was to go, whether it was even real 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 rag off the bed and pranced my footling defenseless body towards the lav. I cupped my own plump bottom in my deal and squeezed as I stole a feel into the mirror. My ample breasts 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 rain shower and turned on the faucet.

Like a little deer I held my foot out checking the water before I climbed in and felt the unvoiced H2O jetting across my spiritualist chest. My mammilla stiffened and I could hardly comprise my own excitement knowing what I wanted to do in there.

I went through the Same steps I 'd delight the Night prior. Rubbing my breasts, pinching my pap, stroking my eubstance, palming my lady piece, rubbing my button, stroking my clit, frigging my clit, until I was practically slapping at my clit. Hunched over in the shower leaning into a box with drool dripping out of my mouthpiece and a steady flow of lady juice dripping from between my legs I cautiously pressed the tip of my middle finger into my very miserly and very warm body. It was much hotter than doing it to somebody else. I could feel it and enjoy it all at once.

pulling back and pressing forward respective clock time I was able to bury the whole finger up to my knuckle. My early hand feverishly rubbed my clit and I held my digit perfectly still inside me as my legs started to tremble. My finger was being constricted by my orgasmic condensation. My centre were fluttering half closed and my knee weakened. `` Fuck ! '' I yelled in a deep sultry cleaning lady cumming sort of way.

Another day passed before I was leave to venture back outside. I walked down the apartment hall swinging my rose hip from side of meat to side. I felt aphrodisiac 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 only clothes I had. I glanced back to see his gaze set upon my round ass tightly framed beneath the wench. `` Fucking pervert '', I muttered. I had decided to finally man up and look into the address I 'd found. It turned out to be only ten cube from home. My metrical foot were already paying for it.

It was an aging flat building not unlike my own. The vizor listed her at 6D. I fumbled through the keys as someone else approached the front door. `` I can never call back what key it is '', I said. She was old and crass and replied `` ahhhh, like you never remember your rent ''. She pushed in presence of me and opened the door before holding it for me. I squeezed past her in the threshold frame of reference and then approached the elevator. `` Still broken '' chimed the old shuttlecock.

Trudging up the stairwell I was at least confident that I was in the right place. I was completely unaware of what to ask though so as I opened the stairway door into the 6th storey, I paused. It was subdued. I stepped cautiously into the hallway and started making my way through the letters up to D. Here I was.

I could n't hear anything through the room access and started trying key fruit. The 3rd key was the charm. The deadbolt clicked open and I turned the handle freely. I took a deep breathing place and swung the doorway give to destiny. It was a dusty old one bedroom. The kitchen was also the living room and the living room was also the bedroom. There was pretty much no piece of furniture aside from an old bed and rickety chest of boxershorts. Like a quiet home invader looking for loot, I ransacked through things invasively.

I wanted nothing more than the simplest of explanations. Was this some divine interposition or a hilarious accident in space and prison term ? There were various voicemails. `` Beep… June that 's the last clock time I cover your sack. You 're fired, stoppage in the mail ''. I dumped out drawers, shovelled out the closets with my pes, swung open the closet. It was just clothes, a few saucer, there was zip here. I was getting heroic and sad. `` Beep… June it 's you, do n't leave the rent ''.

There was a gym bag that I started to mob some of her clothes and place 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 well there was more to being a woman than feel banging one 's self. As I sat back up I felt something uneven beneath me. I stood and lifted the sharpness of the mattress and there it was. Jane 's own journal. It chronicled several age of her aliveness with references to her past.

Jane had been raised in Massachusetts and had lost her parents at a Cy Young age. In and out of foster household 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 metropolis. She had jobs on and off, and friends on and off. She was virtually a trace, just like me. the type of person nobody would ever observe was now a man inside. I decided I would likely pack up my affair and run them into Janes before multitude started asking questions.

Things were no longer feeling the same anymore. Tonight I would go down to my familiar pub to try and rekindle my sense of self. I walked through the door and recognized some of the frequenter. The employees I knew quite well. On faculty tonight there was August, the centre aged beer bird who did n't take no shit 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 attentive than usual. `` Rye and Coke '' I replied. He set about pouring the ice 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 double payoff when I traced the outline of a big fat juicy cock through his jeans. `` What the ass ? '' I thought to myself.

I had never had a gay thought in my life. I was as hetero as I had seen. The hump in his pants however was just so forthright. I could n't seem to look away ! You could almost see the details of a flaccid bulbous purple head and tremendous veiny calamus leading to his humongous crease horse sized balls. `` God damn it ... '' I muttered to myself. `` Sorry, what 's that ? '' Theo asked as he placed my drink in front man of me. `` This I on me devout '' he informed me.

I felt as though I was reaching some form of turning spot. It was all happening so quickly. I had butterfly stroke in my stomach. The idea of this hulking sweaty fucker pounding that freakishly large cock into my tight teenage body was intriguing me a great deal. Him hovering over me breathing into my ear while dripping fret onto me while his throbbing humanness is slipping in and out of me… in and out, in and out.

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

I stepped off the elevator, opened my old apartment threshold and stepped inside. It was all too familiar. A dude was coming to get laid me in my pussy though. That was very very different. I had brought a number of women back to my apartment over my time in new york but none of them had this eccentric of potential. I would lord over them like a medium sized god nailing them in their derriere. Now though, I wanted something… different.

I was still daydreaming just inside the door as he knocked. I opened it up and he was quick to enclose himself `` I 'm sorry love, 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 osculate me '' I urged him and then pulled him inside while I closed the threshold. I stood on my tiptoes and leaned my dresser up against his tummy. He leaned in and met me for a kiss as his arms wrapped sturdily around me. Maybe I really could be a woman… his backtalk instilled self-confidence in me. They also melted me in lust. His big script scrolled up and down my limber back as our tongues broke through each early 's lips and swirled around in a perfective snake like union.

His hands grasped my butt and I leapt up with my arms around his neck and my wooden leg then wrapped firmly around his waist. We tongue eff one another 's oral fissure for a few hour until he finally sat us back in my light chair. I was now straddling him on the chair as we continued making out. `` I 'm kissing a sheik '' I briefly thought before suppressing my consciousness and returning just to the moment. I backed up off of him and got down on my knee in front of him. I reached out my touchy hands and strained as I unclipped his glazed belt warp and undid the jeans button below. I smiled as I unzipped the zipper.

Up until this point I still felt I was a man in a charwoman 's body. Beyond now I began to seriously question my own motives. How much of this was hormonal, biologic, phycological ? I slipped my little handwriting through the fly of his drawers into the cut in his shorts and curled my finger partially around his swelling prick. I tugged it out awkwardly, half bending it just to guide it out fluttering. I had just presented myself with the biggest peter I had ever gazed upon in individual. It made my hand look 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 carpus was before me. It was not too shiny or veiny or wrinkly, just a big 'ol sporty dick. I found myself admiring it. I inhaled sharply as I leaned forward and ran my tongue across my sassing. `` What the hell am I doing ? '' I wondered. Just then his big putz twitched in my decoration and once again I was back in the moment.

I stuck out my natural language and touched it beneath his well tip. It was fond and real. I swirled my natural language around and proceeded to lube him up with my mouthpiece. Like I had seen in so many porn and had done to me by others many times. As best I could I took to bobbing my mouthpiece on him. I treated him how I liked to be treated. It must have been exactly what he wanted too, as my tongue swirled beneath his glans and I powerfully sucked up and down his peter while cradling his big balls in my tiny helping hand. `` Oh girl ! I do n't know what I did in me'cobbler's last aliveness to deserve this '' Theo reassured me as his helping hand planted themselves on the rear of my header.

He started running his callous baseball glove through my long hair and gently massaging my skull. It was n't long however, until he was thrusting into my mouth and literally fucking my fairly face. I did n't appear to feature much of a gag reflex and the cock head was so big that I certainly could n't swallow him. He just rammed into the binding of my sassing over and over again. I had drooled all over his manhood and he was increasingly dripping precum like he was a wilderness stallion. I could taste the gummy liquid state on my tongue and continued to let him use me.

My lingua kept swirling and my lip stayed tightly wrapped around his tremendous girth. In and out, in and out. tatty slurping disturbance started escaping my mouth as I gave a man a thorough blow job in my own flat. The sounds escaping my mouth only made me corneous and Sir Thomas More lost in the moment. `` Was this all literal ? '' I thought.

Theo exhaled a great sigh of relief and suddenly slowed his knife thrust. His body relaxed with his breath and he sunk back deep into the professorship. As I cradled his chunk his hairy testicles tensed up to his body before a current of cum pulsed through his lengthy shaft and shot out from the tip into my lustful young mouth. It had somehow managed to storm me as it splashed against my throat and draped over my tongue and teeth like a cover of snow.

I wrapped a deal around the base of his ray of light and quickly gulped his seed down while his big dick stayed in my hot mouth. The big egg dropped and then raised up again spraying my back talk mechanically with bump of midst ointment as I frantically consumed what I could in an endeavor to manage the berth. Some spilled out of my backtalk and I started to draw harder now and gripped his massive shaft with my right-hand manus as toilsome as I was able to. I was squeezing the cum out his pecker with forceful ticker of his shaft up and down. Theo had released my forefront from his bobby pin now as I continued coaxing his throbbing kernel. I had always felt porn exaggerated the total of cum one man can produce, but cum was literally escaping my oral cavity and I had been made a worshiper.

The glorious condensation of his balls were pointedly detailed in my provide mitt where I lovingly cupped his toilsome stones as they spastically introduced man gravy to my mouth. Pheromones likely played a office in my mental state as I inhaled the musky odors of his cock and balls. 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 look and while I could n't settle if I liked it, it seemed to make me even hornier thinking about it. I traced my knife all around his engorged tip and dragged it firmly up and down the face of his set piece.

I was cleaning him up and swallowing everything I could regain. His monumental humanity had stopped its throbbing and as his climax completed he finally started to go limp in my sassing. I could see myself in my mind 's eye with cum on my chin and cum down my shirt. I was kneeling in presence of this fauna of a man, a practical stranger of sorts having just sucked him off and swallowed all of his cum. `` A cum slut now '', I thought to myself as I released his softening monster from my grip and scooped the cum off my chin and into my wanton mouth. I did this as I batted my optic at him with a short flirt.

Whatever the drive for my lack of inhibitions, be they physical or mental, there was no denying that my thin cotton fiber pantie were soaking wet from one leg to the former. A scorching ardour had been lit within my loins and I needed him to thresh one more log into it. Theo was smiling from ear to ear. Not a password was spoken as I pulled my army tank top over my head and I started unbuttoning his shirt. He unclasped my bra and his smile only broadened as my C cup bosom spilled out and bounced for him. I leaned in and our oral fissure entangled again. He was not loath to put his rima oris where he had just placed his steaming cum. His outstanding big peter lay still across his left leg and I climbed back on top of him and started grinding my crotch against it.

'' low gear young noblewoman, let me return the favour ''. His magnate was on show as he stood up with me still in his lap and turned us around placing me down in the easy president where I had just sucked him off and passionately swallowed all of his onus. He pulled off my socks and leaned in to pull off my yoga pants and scanty. There was now a gravid seeable wet daub soaked right through my pants that made me feel a tad bit mortified. He tugged them both off my farseeing slender leg and then stepped out of his own unfasten drawers and boxers. `` beloved god I 'm paying for this in me'adjacent liveliness '' he gleaned while staring at my freshly shaved and now completely bare young physical structure. He arched his berm back and his shirt fell to the floor behind him.

He was a hulking figure to say the very least. He was as duncish as he was wide. I did n't need to ask to know he was headwaiter 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 tree proboscis looking peg. It was not a sight for sore eyes but rather a sight that made my eyes sore. `` God red cent you 're big '' I finally spoke. He just smiled and got down onto his human knee in front of me just as I had done for him.

My slender legs had goose bump as his deal caressed the backs of thenof and he planted kisses up and down the interior of my thighs. Then he plantes kisses all the way down to my feet. He carried on stroking and kissing my tender torso while groping my ass in one hand and kneading my titty in the other. He massaged my venter and sides and every time I thought he would bury his look in my cunt he just paused over it breathing in the sweet olfactory property. I knew all too well what he was smelling and the virulent top executive that this little young young woman held over him, a gargantuan fauna of a man. He kept on like this for what felt like an infinity. I closed my optic and subside back into the chairman as I reached a serenely relaxed commonwealth. I was just a rag doll being loved.

He worked his kisses back around and finally dragged his jolty knife alongside the outermost edges of my well up labia and then back up the other side. His hot breathing space seared over the wet trail he was leaving and all along the steady flow of feminine 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 wooden leg and over my groundwork sucking on a few toes as he did. I had reached perhaps the highest peaks of salacious horniness I had ever reached in either of my lives. As his convoy of candy kiss worked its way back up my legs I started to buck my hips in a wilderness display of impatience that I hoped might convince him I had suffered at his hands long enough.

He planted a kiss squarely on my wet pussy and then ran his tongue up and down my privileged labia. A finger suddenly pressed it 's way inside me ever so insignificantly. I bucked my articulatio coxae 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 thighs and then placed his big mouth completely over my mound. His knife flicked up and down my snatch and then inside me. He was passionately french kissing my most private of billet. His lingua darted in and out of my vagina as his paw caressed my second joint 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 niggling bit. `` Do n't fucking stop, do n't you fucking block off '' I yelled while grinding my rose hip inti his strong unmovable aspect. To his credit he did not hold on and he did not move an in. I used his sass like a cheese grater, raking my button over his buzzing lips. He was doing everything right. This was how to please a woman. He was a perceptive and experienced buff and not in a woman trapped in a man 's consistence kind of way. `` God is his cock big… '' I pondered as I reached my first orgasm. `` Oh piece of ass, oh fuck, oh fuck '' I grabbed onto his psyche and gyrated my button into his mouth as hard as this untested girl could.

Fireworks started going off from inside me. He was sucking so tremendously hard on my little clit, his clapper flying around it like a paint brush. Subtle and then pronounced jabs at my nub of mettle close were causing the world around me to close in and flash before my heart. I could not trust or verify the pleasure I was feeling. I dug my nails into the book binding of his head and forcibly fucked my womanhood down on his mouth. Theo just kept flicking his glossa about while his mouth sucked harder. It felt like it would go on forever.

It was the foresightful orgasm I had experienced. Several second passed of purely orgasmic, stomach twisting, toe curling, full physical structure stiffening, pussy squirting pleasance contraction. I just continued wailing and forcefully gyrating. `` Uh huh uh huh uh huh '', the speech sound of a desperate animal caught in a bunker echoed throughout the walls. Here sat a young woman wailing in the throes of tremendous ecstasy. As the compression slowly started to sink my clit became extremely spiritualist. I pushed his brain off of my sex and heaved in and out catching my breath. He stood up in front of me and in an trice I was face to face with that throbbing baseball bat between his powerful second joint.

Before I could go back to make on his beautiful cock he leaned over and scooped me up into his arm. We locked mouth again and this time it was my round to sample my juices from him. He carried me through the candid bedroom doorway and placed my trunk on the boundary of the bed. He was eager, rock hard, and wasted no time trying to get laid me. His physical structure towered over me supported by one of his hefty munition. He kept his fundament on the basis and his opposite script encompassed his manhood and slid it up and down my yawning wet pussy. I had never been More set up for something this size of it, but I was in no way fix. This body had never tried anything like what Theo was bringing to the sheep pen. Although my box was gaping in anticipation and dripping like a wet dog I was still going to be stretched like childbirth.

'' Childbirth ? '' I mused to myself. I had n't really considered it. To be honest, I had n't intended on ever fucking a guy. Between the Rye and Cokes and the sudden feeling I 'd gotten stealing glances at the synopsis of Theo 's parcel through his pants I had arbitrarily talked myself into trying something. Something, but sex ? A child ? Pregnancy ? An odd thought- `` eeeeee '' I squealed out as his bulging tip squished at my self-conceited cavern. I clenched my pubes as tight as I could and then let it all relax as he moved forward and backward until the chief awkwardly pushed inside of me.

In sluggish miniature thrusts he gained and lost fractions of an inch. I was expanding around him patiently as he bored a hole into me the exact sizing and build of his wicked shaft. `` Half way '', I thought as he had reached nearly a third of his length. His weapons system were resting on either side of my head and chest of drawers like a big John Cage trapping me down. I was barely even visible under him as his huge torso hovered over me. We embraced in unremitting lingua swirling buss as his turncock kept digging and drilling deeper into me. He was actually half way into me now and started giving me right poking. Drawing his throbbing lot out to just the tip and then pistonning back into me. I gave him a acceptable grunt, `` Uhhhh ! ``, with each inward thrust he claimed a little more prop for himself.

There was discomfort involved and I wondered if I was eve going to love it. I resolved to see it through and it helped that my kitty was freakishly wet. `` Uhhhh ! ``, `` Uhhhh ! ``, `` Uhhhh ! ``, I took him inscrutable and bass as his eubstance got closer to mine. That colossal bone now pounded forcefully into this tight little squawk trap. This was like nothing I had done before. The smell were so foreign, but so comfort. Being full of someone… it strangely satisfied some primal new desires.

`` Ohhhhh nookie you 're big '', I blurted out as his poke picked up gait and his dick penetrated even mystifying. His vast hairy balls kept swinging and were now tickling my ass. The painful sensation had all but disappeared with the elision of some of the harder push. This big dog was close to finally burying his os. He kept up slamming into me, ravaging the young pussy I had gifted him. Heavy balls started to slap audibly against my rear and I smiled and wrapped my legs around him. The audio and feelings this studhorse was producing put my mind at ease. I finally relaxed my pelvic region and just like that his side by side knife thrust put him all the way in. I felt his blockheaded tip mashed up against my neck while his orb mashed firmly against my ass. He had put 9 '' of the thickest cock I 've ever seen into my small 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 slew back into my profundity stabbing futiley against my cervix again. As his pace quickened dramatically, the slap of his formal turned into a thumping from his thigh against my consistency as he held back no longer. He slammed down into my cutter interior. In and out of my slit he was stretching me out like a fist. I was shamelessly pushing my rose hip up to touch him even harder. I took it like this for what seemed like forever before he transferred his weight onto me and put his big mitt beneath my ass. He was totally dominant now as he jackhammered into my pussy. Like a auto, 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 feel every last thick inch of him inside me as his heavenly cock thrusted to a freeze. Impaled beneath him I felt a mighty throbbing coursing upward through his thick shaft that suddenly jettisoned into me. A hot flooding virtuoso spurted directly up into my cervix from his nuzzled up tip. His cum was spraying perfectly into my womb and streaming throughout my vagina around his cockhead. That was all I could deal, and as his strong special K of spunk filled me, I finally climaxed.

My teenage body started convulsing around this Brobdingnagian invader. I clawed into his cover with my nails and clenched my tooth while I squeezed around his neck like I was trying to choke him. We were cumming together in a blissfully pleasurable union. There, mated, both throbbing and contracting. `` Oooooooo '' I whined over and over with each breath. I was completely fully and his monolithic manhood was completely enveloped by my twat. His weight was crushing down on me now and he was in complete control emptying his cargo inside me. It drove me wild to be stuck there under a big man with my chest pinned and his feet locking my articulatio talocruralis as he bred me. My puss squeezed rhythmically on his big prick as he came.

I found him amazing in that he was again producing so a great deal cum. It flooded into me forcibly through his long, virile cock. He stayed inside me for several second as we locked rim and ran our helping hand through each other 's whisker. As the last of my womanly contraction depleted and his cock started to soften inside me, he lifted up his torso and tugged gently on his cock. He pulled it slowly from my pussy and my lips clung desperately to his tip before finally letting him go. A gush of our meld 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 shaft 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 gustatory modality from off him. Leftover cum trickled out of him and I quickly sucked it up. `` Insatiable '' Theo said, `` That was the best sex of me'whole life ''. I let go of his cock 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 .