The date had gone really well. Way better than I'd expected actually. Which was both practiced newsworthiness and bad. I enjoy being wined and dined like any lady would.
And I really had enjoyed dinner party with this guy. He was quite mirthful which is always a turn-on. And he was just touchy-feely enough to nominate my inwardness flutter ( and a few other pieces ) but wasn't forward enough to realize me recollect I was just going to be another piece of ass. Not that I would throw minded as this guy was CUTE. And built.

I'd gone to extra lengths for this date too. Normally I'm pretty laid back on the whole girly-thing. My pilus is light, black and usually a mess. I'm pretty wan as I'm terrified of hide cancer which is what got one of my auntie at an early age. And while I'm pretty tenuous, I work out a gang and convey some Martial artistry form so I'm quite a bit stronger than most people expect out of a 125 lb girl.
fountainhead, I'm not technically a daughter. And no, I'm not a cross-dresser either. I'm what you'd margin call - particular. I actually have both Male and female office. I'm genetically a woman, but I have a member too. And unlike nearly hermaphrodites, I do take a clit. My penis juts out just above the top of my clitoral punk. So depending on the input I can come as a man OR a woman. Or both. Lucky me.
Anyway, I'd really dolled myself up for this evening. I had on a nice white lacy blouse, a pitch-black pencil wench with high heels, pearls and pattern stockings. My glasses pass me a school-girl/bookworm/librarian aspect that drives both men and cleaning lady screwball. I'm ashamed to admit I've used it to get what I want at times. Depending on my humor I can go out as a guy or a little girl and well-nigh the great unwashed don't return me a second looking at. Tonight though I needed to be taken. Bent over something and fucked hard. I love being the assailant sometimes ; especially with women. But not this night. I wanted to feel feminine. Delicate. I just hoped he wouldn't lusus naturae at the consequence of truth…

dinner was tremendous. He had style, charm and the eatery was a tea cozy little stead down by the pee with a half-dozen tables outside overlooking the bay. The headliner were out by the meg. A girl could get used to this form of discussion !

I was feeling the marvellous issue of a few glasses of wine and I could feel my desire for him through the throb of both my percentage. The lease on the wine expired, and I excused myself to go to the ladies room. I was so turned on I hoped my ‘ surprise'wasn't making a tent in my crocked doll when I stood up. Luckily my pantyhose kept a close sovereignty on Mr. Happy. I tottered off to the john glad I didn't have to wait for my hard-on to go down to pee. I plopped down on the toilet and sighed at the release of my fully bladder.
As I was touching up my constitution a really drunk girl came in and started yammering about what an whoreson her date had been. She was cunning as hell, with farseeing blonde hair curled tightly down her spine. I hugged her and gave her my phone phone number and said we'd go sympathize some early evening. I know, I'm an opportunist. I probably should have felt bad, but I didn't.
"Whew !"I said when I returned.

"Everything come out ok ?"

"Oh yeah,"I replied with a grinning. I silently slipped off my hound and slid down a tad in my seat. I didn't tell him I had a load for him that I desperately wanted to be rid of before the night was over.
"So you were saying,"he asked, trying to get me back to the aphrodisiacal conversation we were having before my piss hard-on had so rudely break up us."You haven't really had that much experience with guys lately. You're not gay and just trying to get me to be your mustache, are you ?"

"Ha ! No my dear boy, that is not the yield. I do screw sleeping with woman. They are such completely unlike creatures than men are. They're cushy, and smell lovely, and are so much more sensual than nigh wham-bam-thank you-ma'am cat are. Women know how to take their time and delight the pernicious role of sensualness and seduction that are lost on guys. But there is something that is uh, lacking in sex with women…"I let my words trail off for effect. I'd been slowly running my pantyhose-clad substructure up and down his second joint all evening. I could easily feel him through his clothes slackness. While not porn-star quantity it would certainly do for tonight.

"So women are lacking a certain something, huh ?"

"Yup. And sometimes that is just the alone affair that will scratch my itch."I looked at him coyly over the rim of my wine-coloured Methedrine, all the prison term running my stocking covered infantry up and down the inside of his calf and second joint.

"Do you have an urge, my lamb ?"

"You have no idea,"I said breathlessly. And I meant every word.

"I'd love to detect out. I might even osculate it and make it better."

"That would be lovely,"I said quite frankly. I squirmed uncomfortably in my seat trying to unloose my cock from the maze of my tights.
"I'll get-go at your feet."

"Really ? Then what would you do ?"

"I'd slowly lay a trail of kisses up the inside of your calfskin. And then over your knee and up the insides of your thighs."

"Oh, that sounds so nice,"I cooed. And it really did."Do you like that ? I mean really like it ?"

"Yup, I really do. It's just so versed, isn't it ?"

I smiled at him again. Maybe, just maybe this was going to turn out ok…

The Unveiling

Sir Lancelot and I ended up back at my property. Sometimes I like being on my habitation greensward, especially at the ‘ unveiling.'I had been hard through most of the meal. I know he had been because I'd been teasing him all nighttime. He was hard, throbbing and decently sized.

And I could tell he really wanted me. Ok, so near men ‘ wanted me ’, and by that I mean they wanted to cum inside my consistence like a 2-bit cum bucketful. almost men saw me as zero more than a fond receptacle for their semen. Its ok, I get it. Sometimes I'll see a really cute girl and recollect how a good deal fun it would be to induce totally anonymous freaking HOT sex in some wickedness billet and never even know her name. I call it masturbation with somebody else's consistence. And there is a metre and place for that. But this guy really seemed to be worry in who I was.

Which is really significant when you 're a bird sporting wood. I'm not vast, but a chummy 6 inch hawkshaw on a chick can freak the FUCK out of a guy who doesn't measure up. They have to be extremely open minded, bi or a closeted gay dude. I've learned not to stimulate assumption. Some of the manliest, butch dudes loved having me sleep together them long and hard in their ass. When I'd dumped my payload deep in their fast Virgo the Virgin yap I'd let them have me any way they wanted, no holes barred.

'' You still here ? '' matte asked. `` You seem like your mind is somewhere else. ``

'' I 'm grim, '' I said. `` I 'm back now. '' I leaned in against him, and Matt ran his hand over my ass. As usual I kept myself a few inch from him so he wouldn't finger my surprisal before the right moment. And that was almost always after I'd let them descend in my mouth. I slowly undid his tie, and sexily draped it around my cervix. One button at a time I loosened his shirt exposing smooth fragrant man-flesh. I love the odor of a cleaning lady, but a man's scent can just wrench me into an animal. This one's pheromones hit me dead square toes in the girly piece. My fingerbreadth worked at the clasp of his bang and soon he was naked in front end of me, a nicely sized stopcock jutting out proudly from his happy track. I pushed him back, making him sit down on my ottoman. I crawled between his thighs and pulled myself up onto his torso so I could kiss him long and hard. His work force roamed under my blouse playacting with my nice little B-cups. I moaned in his ear as his fingers played with my stiffening nipples. Finally I broke the kiss and trailed my back talk downward. As my lip passed below his belly button I slowed down, letting his tip rub against the tush of my chin as I worked a trail of kisses back and forth across his tight abs. I twisted my head so that his dick head was against my impudence. Looking up at him with my green center ( God, I love this part ! Ladies, this is where you get his PIN routine ) I said huskily"Tell me what you want. assure me what you want me to do."Then I ran my tongue slowly along the position of his throbbing shaft.

"Suck it,"he hissed."sucking it please !"

So I did. Grabbing his shot I lowered my lips down over his tip, never breaking eye contact lens. I didn't period until my mouth hit his pubic bone. The surprised groan and face on his face was invaluable ! Twirling my face on his cock, I withdrew until just the tip was against my rim. His breath was getting get at and he was grunting and groaning uncontrollably. I wanted to tease apart him for a piece, but on the next plunge down his shaft he spontaneously erupted in my back talk. Ok, so I knew he was close and I was teasing him. But damn it, can't guys at to the lowest degree let a fille know before they blow a huge load down our throats ? My gag reflex hit me like a geartrain but I refused to let him know he'd successfully gagged a self-proclaimed deep-throat tabby. I swallowed for all I was Worth and only a little splay past my sass.

When he'd calmed down a bit I crawled up into his lap and tried to kiss him. He jerked his face away and said"Ewwww !"I've had that chemical reaction before, and while it was no big deal, I didn't like the tone it set for his clear mindedness. Ok, time for the unveiling.

I stood up and slowly unbuttoned my blouse and removed my bra. succeeding I dropped my panties around my ankles and backed up so he could caress my ass. He gently lifted my annulus and constitute buss all over my impudence. His tongue flicked over my butthole, which made up for the fact that he didn't want to buss me sooner. I had grabbed my stopcock and pulled it up against my belly and from his viewpoint he couldn't see it. His tongue parted my plica and fuck, I had to admit he was talented ! With my legs spread I could see his cock getting hard again.

"Ok,"I thought."Maybe this is going to work out after all."

He regained his erection and stood behind me, grabbing my hips and pressing his cock against my folds. His ran the head of his throbbing rooster up and down from my wrinkled butt down through my folds to the tip of my clit. At this point I didn't care which hollow he used. I just wanted him inside me ! His tip slid down and disappeared between my aching lips stretching heart-to-heart my tunnel. Oh my God, this was just what I needed ! I was just about to pierce back against him when suddenly he leaned down on top of me and reached around to stroke my clit. Before I could warn him his hand reached mine - and my throbbing difficult on. He just freaked !

"HOLYSHITWHATTHEFUCKINGGOD…"

He was so surprised he could hardly conceive. But I could see the horror on his face.

"waiting,"I said as tears welled up in my middle."Let me excuse !"

"You're a piece of tail swell - but you have a pussy too ! ? WHAT A shag addict !"
He jumped up and grabbed his clothes and ran into the hallway of my apartment building stark naked. As much as I want to I'll never forget the flavor in his eyes. My internal secretion were raging ( both sets ! ) and I fell back on the Osmanli and had myself a in effect fiddling cry, then dragged myself to bed for a fitful night's sleep.

What are friends for ?

In the cockcrow I called Tina and terrycloth, two of my best friend. They've been together forever having met in ground level school before either of them knew they were tribade.

"Really ? ! ?"Tina said. I knew she was trying her hardest not to laugh."He ran naked into the hallway and fucking VANISHED ?"

"Yeah, and he won't return my cry or texts, so piece of tail it,"I said with the bother of it all still lingering in my voice.

"Ok truelove, why don't you come over and let Terry and me make you draw a blank all about Sir lance-me-not."

‘ Tina, that's not funny,"I whined.

"Oh come on Chris, I don't care who you are, that's funny !"

I had to admit it was, and half cried - half laughed into the phone."Ok, I'm on my way."

They were still in their robe when I got there. We made coffee and they demanded that I contribution all the gory particular.

"I have a great mind,"Terry exclaimed."We just got the new jet tub finished up ! Lets make some mimosa and you can state us with bubble !"

We walked into their bedroom and I couldn't assistance but notice the gracious thick dildo on their strap-on harness. This one had a cock facing each counseling so they both could love it. Looks like they'd had quite the quixotic eventide themselves. We all stripped and then Tina asked for my help opening the Champagne bottle.

"I'll assist,"I said"but you get to make water it pop ! Not sure as shooting I could take having something ELSE go off unexpectedly today !"

Tina laughed and did the pureness with the bottle over with lustful hand apparent movement right before the cork blew across the kitchen. We laughed until I thought we were going to pee down our legs.

We sauntered back to the tub and joined Dame Alice Ellen Terry who was almost deceased, floating in the roiling, bubbly water."Come on in ! You missed all the fun. I found my favorite jet !"she exclaimed dreamily."I didn't last 15 seconds."

She sat up and slid over to our side. The girls sat on each side of me and we handed out the Mimosas."Ok,"Tina said excitedly."time for your write up. starting time at the beginning !"
I told them everything, pausing for their laughter to settle when we got to talking about wienies and erection.

"How big was he,"Tina asked."Was he as big as you ?"

"Oh yeah, he was NICE ! Long and midst and hard as sword. Damn, I wanted him inside me !"I sighed and sunk a picayune low-pitched in the tub. The lady friend were both running their fingers up and down my second joint and my trunk responded to their touch. Like most women, my nipples get really hard and pointy when I'm aroused. The girls saw this and Terry said
"Uh oh ! I bet we have wood !"Tina ran her hand up to my crotch and wrapped her hand around my aching shaft.

"piece of ass that feels upright,"I moaned as I closed my eyes. Terry motioned to Tina and they simultaneously took a mamilla in their mouths. I pulled Tina up to kiss my hungry mouth while she continued to stroke me. Terry scooted down and knelt between my legs. Suddenly I felt the tip of the Brobdingnagian dildo I'd seen on the bed nudge up against my labia. Apparently she'd gotten out of the tub and slipped into the strap-on while we were making the drinks.

"Oh baby, I really need this,"I cooed in Tina's ear."We know you do dear. What are girlfriends for ?"With that she leaned forward, burrowing the tip inside me. She waited a moment so I could savor the feeling of being filled and then inched it in until she was buried in my aching cunt.

"Uhhhh,"I cried as the dildo bottomed out inside me. My read/write head flew back and I slouched low-down, pushing every in conclusion inch of the big black stopcock into me. Terry took that moment to climb out of the tub and lower berth her soaking sex onto my face. I licked her from ass to clit in long tiresome mountain pass. Tina started thrusting and I thought she was going to shoot down me apart, but it hurt so well ! The top of the harness had a little extrusion right where my clitoris is and every thrust sent jolts up my cock and into my brainpower. Just as Dame Alice Ellen Terry was about to go over the sharpness she pulled herself off my face.

"tinker's damn you're good at that ! But you're not the only girl who needs cock today."And with that she slid down my body into my lap. Her knees landed beside my thigh and my putz tip was brushing against her mouth. She spread her genu and slowly lowered herself onto my distance. I flexed my PC muscularity, which not only made my cock twitching but also tightened my burrow on Tina's dildo letting me feel every veiny inch inside me. The girls got into a rhythm so they were both pulling away from me at the same prison term, and then Terry lowered herself back onto me while Tina thrust that big, hard cock back into my twat. I knew each stab sent the other end oceanic abyss into her too. Soon we were all wildly thrashing around in the tub and water supply sloshed all over the new bathroom base.

My pussycat finally couldn't take any more and I shrieked as my first orgasm blasted through me. The shiver in my clit became a fire and it sent livid hot discharge up my cock. I screamed again and let go in Dame Alice Ellen Terry, filling her with my cum. I don't make sperm so I can't get a girl pregnant, but I come just like any guy. In fact, many women say I come MORE than a guy does. All I know is that there isn't anything well than filling your partner with your juice and I filled Terry full. She finally exploded into her own coming and fell against me, gently flexing her rosehip to keep our climax rolling.

"Whew ! I thought somebody was going to pass out and submerge there for a minute,"I said with a zany smile on my face.

"Who did you call back was going to drown,"asked Tina.

"Me ! I came so hard I about passed out. But I bet you would have given me mouth-to-mouth,"I said.

"Oh yeah. We'd have given oral cavity to mouth to both ends my dear !"

I climbed out of the tub and brought back the Champagne and orangeness juice."Who wants another round ?"

"We do,"the girls said in unison."We'll admit some more Mimosas too !"The rest of the day was spent sunning ourselves in the back yard and being BFF's. Thank God for girlfriends !




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