Hi.I 'm Margaret.Or that 's my former public figure when I was a girl before the SURGERY.Now my name is Kevin.



I remember lying in that hospital bed right after the operation, looking up at the ceiling and just thinking. Feeling as though a crocodile had just gone down on me, I was too nervous even to tilt my position for fear of intense suffering. Dr. Max had been in only once since I had woken up, to explain a few things to me with the assistance of his beautiful Thai assistant. I might have been shaken, scared, lost in pain, perhaps regret ... but I was n't. I was at peace, triumphant, having overcome the net obstacle.

The succeeding few month were hard. Everything was still very ship's boat and getting the stitches out was NOT a very pleasant experience. I still felt like I ought to feature hired a monsters huntsman to find oneself and hunt down whatever fellatio-crazed, many-toothed monster was visiting me nightly- but this was all to be expected. I took the bother 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 right. I was proud.

Time passed and I became more and more well-off with my new `` hardware ''. My set hardware, rather. I had nil more than a birthing fault that had to be corrected by some internal secretion therapy and surgery. Birth defects were corrected all the time, how was I any different ? I began to explore a bit more, touching, flavor, experimenting. I was still pretty numb for several months. I would receive abbreviated catamenia of panic where I thought I might not ever get full feeling down there, but as I explored more, continued to match, to test, feeling came back gradually. I became addicted to trying to suckle to a greater extent sensation back into my trunk, frequently touching myself whenever I had a second or so alone, just to prove the feeling.

I remember the first time it happened ... I was on a bus drive from New York city down to Washington, D.C. to chitchat my old home. Too long, too boring. The blessed old bus vibrated something horrible on the highway and my Game Boy and few Quran had failed me for amusement 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 concentrate, but now, with my judgment wandering, it became a different kind of distraction.

I found it feeling variety of good, actually. A pleasant hum underneath my bum. I tilted my hips back, spread my ramification a short and felt the thrumming against my ass. I almost giggled at myself for being so silly, and straightened back up ... but my encephalon was already working at a more carnal level. I rolled my hip joint forward a footling, the level of my crotch connecting with the vibrating seat came nearer to my nut, and so the vibrations became stronger. Mmmmnn ... that felt good. I casually knocked my book to the floor and bent grass doubled over down to reach for it, rolling my hip joint even more. The stern thrummed underneath me, I could feel the impulse of each tiny bump, coursing up through my body like so many ripples on a pond. Leaning back and closing my eyes, I began to fantasise ... my farsighted grueling stopcock pressing against a miss 's opening move, demanding entrance.

My legs open subconsciously out over the seat as I did, freeing my peter from the electrical resistance of my thigh closed around it. descent rushed rapidly between my wooden leg as the oscillation now pulsed through me freely, uninhibited. I let out a tiny little gasp, and feigned sopor as my neighbor turned to see what the noise was. In my mind I was on top, fucking my unobserved lover. I felt the top dog of my cock sliding through her outer brim, pushing through them, glistening with her moisture. The trembling continued, pulsing. Thrumming. I felt it now pressing against me again ... slipping forward, making me severely. The tip of it popped inside and with a groan of pure lustfulness she pushed back against my delicious, throbbing cock. I myself was throbbing, aching to contact myself, loving the pure sensation coursing through me as the vibrating seat did its work. I could n't take it anymore.

I `` sleepily '' grabbed for the cheap blankets they give you on long bus ride, and covered myself up. The second my crotch was out of sight I made quite a ado of `` getting prosperous '' wherein I managed to boost my wench up, raise my hip in the air slightly, and tug my boxers down just enough. I sat back down, the fuzzy cloth of the backside now against my bare ass. I know I could n't accept been able-bodied to keep a grin as I moved my hand finisher to my pulsing balls and hungry knockout dick. I knew what it was going to feel like, knew what was coming as my hand inched closer- but I just turned my headland 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 movement. My fingertips grazed ever so softly against my bollock and my hips jumped slightly, but I faked a cough and continued. I could feel her turgid lips, swollen with rousing, soft and wet, rolling underneath my fingertips as my finger pushed their way through them, running up and down her incision. I began thrusting up my lover 's snatch, finding a rhythm ... my fingers teasing, dipping into her maw just a fiddling, then pulling back out. I wanted to feel a cunt around my cock, to find its heating plant, the compounding of wetness and soft peel contracting around my prick. My head teacher drooped to the side as I begining to experience a powerful tautness progress up deep within my peter, prickling were shooting through my trunk and my hips undulated against my probing finger's breadth on their own accord.

I hazarded a quick glance around the bus, most 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 take chances it. My intellect was running wildly as I heard the auditory sensation of chassis slapping against physical body, the deep guttural grunts and moans of me and my phantom lover as I pounded into her. A lilliputian moan came out of my open mouth, I felt a surge building up- something I had not felt since before the mathematical operation. It was different this meter, I felt as though every muscle in my abdomen was tightening up for my imminent release.

My hand jacked off my stopcock rapidly, I could hear the auditory sensation of them squishing around my prick, my gist beating fast. My neighbor glanced over at me, curious, and this time my eyes met hers. I stared at her, mouth slightly agape as coming washed over me. It felt like a massive wave of pleasure crashing over my hale body and I shuddered, never breaking eye striking with this stranger, ragged breather escaping my lips. She watched me with a slightly incredulous look, watched climax take me. I watched her, helpless, as wafture after crashing wave pulsed through my body, felt my cock erupting my hot semen under my fingers. When finally my orgasm subsided, I looked away sheepishly, murmuring a very quiet `` Sorry ... '' and went back to looking out of the window. The cleaning woman did n't say a thing, just went back to her book.

back in my domicile town, a few weeks later, I was going to be facing some old friends for the first time since the surgical process. I was excited, but a little queasy too. nearly people reacted predictably- they tried to appear supportive and open-minded, but I could always smell out a fiddling awkwardness. One of the most lighten portion of my return was when I met my friend Savannah. Savannah and I had been Quaker 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 social gatherings at meter, with beer and pot, but we still had our time together, with video secret plan and sodas, weekends spent just hanging out and having fun. We 'd share nearly everything. I remember when I told her about losing my virginity ... my `` former '' virginity. It was with a guy she introduced me to, and she gleefully chided me about every particular of it. I remember laughing uncontrollably when over AIM she told me a guy had `` sucked her twat '' and my watching Formosan friend asked `` What 's she mean by 'twat'? '' And finally, hearing about her first off sentence with a boyfriend named Karl. We were the kind of friends who could break up up right where we left of, no topic how very much time had passed in between.

We arranged for me to stay at her place for 5 days while her room fellow was out of Town vacationing with family. I showed up much the same as I had done in the past. I had my laptop, a few changes of clothes- chick and tank tops this time, instead of the jean and T-shirt of before. When the doorway opened, she greeted me with a nonchalant smile and brief hug- still a 'woman hug and kiss'as we would call them. She did n't oppose negatively to me at all.

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

'' Yep. All up and running, I suppose. So ... Smash blood brother ? '' I asked, unable to restrain a unspecific grinning as I mentioned our favorite secret plan. It was like old times, we easily got into our old rule, ordered a pizza, playfully expressed our mysterious execration of one another whenever we lost a plot. Only the episodic `` It 's funny hearing your voice higher than mine '' or `` Do n't make me perforate you in the crotch '' worked its way in, but it was all in thoroughly fun. She was cool, casual. She was Savannah River, the same acquaintance I had always known, and I was still the Same Quaker she had always known, just in a different torso. The right body. Two discharge pizza pie boxes, several cokes, and a joint for her and cigarette for me later, we were vegging out on the couch, all Nintendo 'd out.

'' So whats it, uh ... how did thing deform out down there ? '' she asked, a petty ineptitude there but mostly just well-disposed curiosity.

'' well, I 've pretty much healed up by now and it 's all working just okay. '' I answered, unsure of how far to go with details.

'' So throw 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 sacque with the initiatory somebody 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 have sex with a girl as a guy, or at least that 's what you told me. '' She said, obviously struggling a niggling to wrap her mental capacity around the concept.

'' Well, right field ... I dunno, it 's weird. 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 desire to have sex, no. Now, though, it 's like ... I can be me, and I still like guys 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 least try it with a girl, you know ... I kinda like them more now. Besides, how many people can say they 've had sex from both face ? ``

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

'' Well ... from looking at the outside not even a woman's doctor could tell the difference. '' I said truthfully, focusing a bit more on her at this full point, watching her body lyric and reaction. `` Do ... uh ... I mean, I could show you ... if you wanted. You know, purely for scientific intellect. '' I offered. I had no second agenda, I was being reliable, I simply guessed she was very curious. I guessed right.

'' Er, okay then. I mean I was n't gon na ask, but I am pretty funny. '' She said, sitting up now and crossing the way to sit on the couch with me. We were very quiet and avoided eye link as I pulled my pants down to my ankles.

'' No spazzing out or anything, okay ? '' I demanded. After getting her `` alright '' I planted my foundation on the level and lifted my hips, sliding my boxers down slowly, nervously half-covering myself at beginning. I settled back down, and pulled them to my genu. I nervously glanced up at Savannah, biting my lip with a slightly upset 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 pegleg held together at the stifle by my boxers and the darkness plaster cast by my thighs.

'' Oh, mightily ... '' I said, and kicked my shoes off, then skid my bagger and bloomers down over one substructure so my branch were now free. I lifted them back onto the couch and turned to face Savannah, drawing my feet in close and letting my knees sink down out on either slope, spreading my thighs wide surface and exposing myself, getting a good angle with the light.

'' Ahhh ... '' she said, leaning in and inspecting me, still maintaining a very casual mental attitude and relaxed body language. She was determined not to make me uncomfortable, a stately act considering I was sitting here with my legs spread all-inclusive showing off my cock rather bluntly. `` Not bad ... seriously though, that 's a good job. It really does wait completely normal. ``

I felt warm and happy, glad she was so accepting, and casually funny. As she studied me a petty closer, I felt a slight frisson running through my torso, converging between my legs. It was a rather sexual situation to be in, and her face was close. My breathing was a little shallow, and I shifted again, lifting a leg up to lie on the back of the couch, and I slowly reached down and lift my putz, exposing my balls.

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

'' Nice, nice. '' She said, looking at me in my idiotic affectedness, but determinedly keeping a flat face and looking closely to contemplate every detail. She finally took a deep breathing spell and leaned back on the couch. `` So like, it all works really dependable then ? I mean ... have you cum yet ? ``

'' Yeah ... actually, only for the get-go time a few days ago, coming down here to impose you miss. '' I said, thinking briefly back to my experience on the bus. I lowered my leg from the back of the couch and rested it out in front of me, my second joint drawing together again, but my bare ramification still exposed. I was too faineant to put everything back on, and Savannah and I were just so.. comfortable with one another it did n't seem to matter.

'' Ah, afters. So was it good ? '' She was still so cool down and casual, just being the same Savannah I knew so well.

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

'' Heh, right. So it 's working out for you then, assuredness. Pecs and abs are looking a lot masculine now, I like 'em. '' she said, her eyes traveling over my organic structure in a very passive, friendly way. `` So when do you opine you 'll finally deliver sex ? You know, with a girl ? ``

'' Well ... I suppose whenever I stop being too chicken to date one. You know how it is, like ... I 'm still used to men, and I guess I 'm a little afraid a missy will find out and freak out on me. '' I said, trying to imagine what on dry land it would be like to get internal with a adult female in actuality, not just in my fantasize world.

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

'' But I mean, it sucks you know ... trying to see soul like that. I 've only had like ... 2 minuscule amorous flings with hombre since I had my operation, and they did n't shoemaker's last or get too far. I just have n't worked out how to like, date a young woman. I could only imagine dating someone like, exactly like me, so that I 'd know how to make it not awkward. Someone who could joke about it, you know ? '' I kicked my underdrawers dangling from my base off to the side of meat and shifted my weight again so my ass would n't go numb, inadvertently exposing a little more of my bared incision, 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 joke, turning sideways on the couch so that we were now facing each other.

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

'' Well I mean ... we ARE alike ... I do n't want to creep you out or anything, but if I was going to hold sex with a daughter for the for the first time clock time, I 'd totally it rather be with you than some random young lady I was n't sure about. '' I did n't really think of all the implications of what I was saying, it just came out. savanna studied me a bit, a thoughtful expression on her face.

'' Well, like ... I mean, if you really had a strong need to experiment with it ... I would n't require you to end up with some jack who would make you finger like diddly-squat. I ... er, well I guess I 'm saying if you need to give birth sex with a fille, but want to do it with someone you trust, I could er ... '' her voice trailed off again. The moment was terribly awkward.

'' Right. '' I paused, chewing my bottom lip and considering the billet. `` 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 good job of asking this, so I just came ripe out with it. `` Do you wan na take in 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 legal injury, 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 want to try it with you. ``

'' Okay ... '' I said very quietly, and looked savanna in the eyes. She met my gaze, and we just watched each other for a while, two old near supporter, one female, one now male - just having consented to sex. As that thought passed through my brain, I felt blood rushing between my legs, little tingle rippled through me and the hair on my neck prickled slightly. `` Let 's go to the bed, I suppose. ``

Savannah followed, and we did n't contribution any quarrel as we made it to her bedroom. I sat down on the bed, my shirt covering my upper eubstance, but gasp and Boxer still left behind in the sustenance 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 commence ? I 'm uh ... well, I dunno. '' she asked meekly, at a loss for wrangle apparently. I scooted a bit closer to her, and took her helping hand in mine. Feeling stupefied, I lowered it to my crotch and placed it on my tool, giving an encourage squeeze.

'' well there 's always this approach. '' I offered. I could tell I found a good way to soften the ice- she grinned broadly, and lifted her former hand to my buttock, giving each a gentle clinch. She started massaging them softly as she spoke.

'' You know I kinda wanted to try this. Your cock find amazing, too. sword lily you decided to keep it lifelike. '' she said, grinning. It felt really nice, actually. I had always thought hombre just let daughter play with their dick 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 mickle with turncock is, from both face. Here, hang on a sec. '' I said, lifting my arms up over my headspring. Following my lead, Savannah lifted my shirt up and off my body, 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.

'' tilt back, noob. '' she said as she peeled off her shirt and fumbled with the clutch on her bra. I complied, propping some pillows up against the headboard of the bed to lean against. She reached behind her back and undo her bra, letting her knocker swing resign. They were tumid ... a nice, self-colored C cup. She was rather majestic of them. Savannah straddled my waist and sat facing me.

'' Here, now try. '' she said, offering both exposed bosom to my helping hand again, pulling her haircloth to the side of meat to get it out of the way. My custody slid slowly up her stomach and lightly across the sonant skin of her breasts, caressing gently. I was rather good at this, I thought to myself. My finger slid on either position of her nipples and gently pinched together, rolling them to season little nubs. She let out a assuage moan.


'' They really are awesome, I love them. '' I reiterated, absorbed in feeling her up. She took my arms by the carpus and pulled them away gently, leaning forward and arching her cover, so that her bosom were now hanging in front of my face. She cupped my deal underneath one and let her nipple drag across my rim. I responded on instinct, my tongue coming out to gird her nipple and flick over it a few clock time. My warm brim wrap around as often of her white meat as was possible, and then the most keen sensation as I sucked her tit into my sass, letting the pap lead the way between my gently grazing teeth. The sucking felt divine to me and my supporter Savannah, and she let out a content suspiration, tilting her head back and pressing her chest forward to search more of of this pleasurable striking. My gratis handwriting came up and began massaging her lonely white meat, and after a while I switched, taking forethought to riffle my knife over the nipples or pinch them softly, the knavish Earth's surface of my lingua beating at her puffy araeola, tasting her.

I eventually pulled away and looked down at her. Her pink, hard niggling nipples jutted out and made her boobs pronounced, I liked the way it looked.

'' fountainhead you seem to revel 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 hand up my thigh. It felt REALLY weird to be touching my intimately booster and she touching me like this, but our bodies were on fire, they demanded more. My friend Savannah 's trunk demanded what I now felt between my legs - a semi-hard erection.And my consistency demanded her hot slit 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 trouble if I 'm nervous, you know ... like, usually I drink a trivial first. But I know you do n't care drinking. '' She said lamely, looking ashamed. I already knew this, though, from all the conversations we had had before about her sex life. I really did n't deal, but as I reached down to unzip her annulus, I felt the strangest engagement in my head between what was lesbian, straight, right, wrong, earthy, kinky, everything. I shut my screaming judgement up and tugged her skirt and scanty down to her knees, then edged back so she could bump off them. She did count a little goofy laying there stark naked with a wet cunt and only a high gear dog on.Then she pushed me to lay on my cover and sat in close to my waist.



And while I was struggling once again against my inhibition and preconceived notions of sexuality, savanna wrapped her hand around my penis. It was so quick, and I kept my eyes open to the beautiul scene, breathing shallow. She lowered herself to the mattress ... my mind raged at me as her header drew secretive ... and she wrapped her lips around the soft head of my cock.

It was n't all THAT bad to turn from being a girl to be a guy, I thought. She swirled her tongue around the head, licking underneath the rim of the hat. She then sank her head down, enveloping my dick with her mouth completely and tugging back on my foreskin, exposing more of my bare tip. I groaned slightly and felt my peter grow in her mouth. She sucked gently, natural language swirling around my tasty material body, and pulled her head back slightly, then slid forward again.



It was fun to Savannah to sop up her acquaintance Margaret 's cock .. sorry Kevin 's dick, the lovesome skin felt courteous sliding through her mouth, and she really liked the taste. She found a steadfast rhythm, stroking the base of Kevin 's cock with her bridge player while she sucked on it, letting the diaphysis laissez passer through her lips.



Pretty soon I was rock concentrated, and when she started flicking her natural language along the bottom, right where the dick meets the head, I had to contain her. She very reluctantly unfreeze me from her affectionate lip and licked the inside of her cheek where my cock had been rubbing against moments before, tasting me still. Savannah looked down at me, and knew I could n't find out the wrangle to say.

'' Er, rightfulness ... so maybe if we just cant see it ... '' she offered, correctly judging my facial saying. She got back up and straddled me again. My heart was pounding furiously in my chest, I was so incredibly nervous. My cock was radiating heating plant, though, and I could n't deny it. Savannah was shaking slightly, trying not to see at me directly, but trying to come along calm. I raised myself up, reached down between my legs ...

I found my hard-on, still hard as steel, and wrapped my hand around the base, aiming it upwards. I felt the lovesome head press against her out lips. I moved it back and forth, rubbing it in her sheepcote. She was holding her breath. I positioned my concentrated cock right field at her hole, and took a thick hint ...

savanna sank down slowly. My cock began to push up into her body, neither of us were breathing. It kind of hurt, I was only about two third of the way in, but there was this pressure. I momentarily began to panic. My font looked discomforted, it was hurting me a piddling, too. She shifted my pelvis forward.

My rooster popped gently barren from the imperativeness of the bad slant, and we both sighed out in awe and astonishment as she sank the repose of the way down onto my turncock. I could listen it spearing through the creamy folds of her kitty-cat. I had to bite back a giggle as I thought how alike it sounded to stirring Velveta. I focused instead on the sentiency now coursing through my organic structure, which were phenomenal. So soft yet so warm, igniting every inch of my cock with pure blazing transport. When my rose hip met hers, I rested there for a present moment, and we looked at each other, both of our mouths slightly open, 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 incredible it felt. Her pussy literally throbbed around my pulsing turncock, and she seemed equally in sexual shock. She lifted her pelvis again more confidently, then pushed back down onto me. GOD it felt expert, I felt so hot, so fill yet so achingly hungry for more of this unbearably exquisite clash. savannah dropped to her cubital joint, resting on them and looking me in the eye. Our hips raised and lowered, still very slowly, we both just held our breathing space and listened to the sound of my cock squishing in and out of her snatch as we fucked.

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

'' God, damn ... If I had known ... I 'd have asked you to do this with me the second I walked in the doorway. '' I whispered out hoarsely, sliding up and down with my unyieldingly severe cock in her twat a little faster now, her creamy inner flesh gliding along my sensitive shaft as it slid through her dying pussycat, tightly squeezing my wonderful cock on all incline. It felt so unspoilt it almost hurt.

'' It feels unbelievable, you 're so much heavily and bigger than any other guy I 've been with. squat ... ass, that feels nice. '' She groaned slightly as she began rolling her pelvis, letting the bulbous tip of my delicious manhood crush into her harder, sending off electric sparks 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 yard, our bodies moving like a wave to meet each other. The audio of her snatch being fucked and the smell of sex and sweat filled the room.

'' ass ... you 're so big ... '' was all she managed to choke off out, my hands now rested on her hips and I gently helped pilfer her up and down, riding my shaft faster. She loved every inch of it as it pushed up into her body. IN her body, I loved the thought. And she wanted more. She leaned her head forward and kissed me, demanding incoming. Her lingua found mine and I hungrily swirled my glossa around it, tasting her. Our hot, chew out breathing spell washed over us as we felt the slick, warmly insides of each early '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 entire body seemed to bear been turned into an erogenous zone, and my hands roamed over her, causing unbelievable ace to overwhelm her senses. My hands were squeezing her breasts again, it felt like heaven. They were running over her ass, my hand came to a relief on her slit. She let it heighten and fall down with her coxa, felt her pussy envelope my cock and slide up and down it.

'' squat, I wan na see. I wan na see ! '' she moaned anxiously, and I nodded fervently in concord. She pushed herself up and continued to ride me. We both looked down and stared at the connection our soundbox made. Her out lips were tumescent, well up, and bright pink. They glistened with wetness and shone in the light, a soft cushion for my pumping manhood. The interior lips clung desperately to my putz every clip she lifted up, dragging her skin against mine, then hungrily sucked it back up into her body as she sank back down. We stared, mesmerized by the sight, and she started a rhythm of grinding her hips in a handbill apparent movement when I was completely inside her every few bounces, swirling my cock around in her slit. Pretty soon I felt the school principal of my cock swell and I gripped her sides tightly.

'' damn, I 'm gon na cum. I 'm gon na ... oh, nookie. '' I cried out, and I felt my warm steamy cum shoot deep up into her kitty-cat. I was blinded with pleasure, X. Everything was brilliant white and I could n't see, I could only palpate. Feel the cum pumping up through my rooster and then spurting into her body, coating her interior in liquid blast. I could smell lather, cum, her pussy, my cock. If every inch of my body was on fire with sentience, my peter was the blazing white-hot center, hot enough to melt steel. My unharmed body tensed up from head to foot, my toes curled and I gripped the bed sheet so hard I thought I might charge them. For one infinitesimal moment, I could not run or catch one's breath or make believe sound. Then, like the smashing of a crystal ball, I felt Savannah 's soundbox lead off to pulse and spasm, her snatch walls grasping my shaft hungrily as she shuddered uncontrollably, crying out with pure lustfulness and milking the sperm from my incredible cumming prick. fiddling touch appeared in the peripheral device of my sight as I slammed my pelvic girdle up and down, fucking the hell out of her as our orgasm seared through us - all this brought on by savanna, the girl I knew for so long. The girlfriend I would bet silly video secret plan with for time of day on end.

I finally began to slow down, giving the occasional jerky as another wave of pleasure would wrack my body, fucking boring now ... little spurts, sweet and warm, still shot up into the creamy mess of her pussy, filled with ample amount of my cum. My vision returning, I looked up at Savannah. She was glistening with exertion, and breathing heavily, looking awestruck. She continued to slide up and down my ray, slowing the pace even more as our climaxes finally subsided.

Savannah lifted herself up and my cum spilled out all over my privates and the sheets. We both laughed, and she collapsed at my side- the side of a booster I used to go shopping with, used to skip rocks at the pool 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 fucking hot ... '' Savannah said bemusedly, then I rolled over on top of her.And she looked between my legs, she knew what I was thinking. My tool was still hard.

'' Mmmnnn, you want to fuck my picayune pussy some more ? '' savanna cooed, a bit aflutter to turn this from experimental, formal sex into the deprave 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 cock at her entrance.

'' Mmm then fuck me more, fill me with cum again. '' Savannah begged, lifting her articulatio genus up and out to the sides, spreading herself wide-cut for me.

My hammer sank down into her once more, and the puffy easygoing arena of her KO'd lips bulged as her pulsating cunt accepted me into her torso. She stared down and watched, the sight of my hanker, surd phallus pushing in and out, glistening with our cum.Savannah could n't tear her eyes away, she just looked on, stealing the casual glance up at me, who was also watching my shaft disappear inside her avidly. With the sound of our heavy breathing punctuated by the episodic moan, whimper, or grunt, she let me fuck her. Savannah is getting fucked by me, I thought to myself. Fucking her pussy by my cock. I got the strangest thrill from saying the Book out loud in my head. Reaching down, I slid two digit on either side of her clit and pinched them together, beginning to rub in small, stringent circuit. She surely felt like each millimeter of skin between her stage was overloaded with ecstasy, even MORE sensitive now after our showtime orgasm. I could hardly handle the intense feeling, but I yearned for more. She pushed her hips forward to foregather my every thrust, feeling the tip of my hammer mechanical press against the dorsum of pussy.

'' Ohhh fuck yeah ... you feel like liquid velvet ... '' I moaned, reaching up to grab her bouncing breasts and continuing to exercise her taut, hot hole.

'' Mmmnnn yeah, fuck me. Fuck me, oh god do n't stop, fuck me to a greater extent ! '' Savannah whimpered and moaned, begging me, now pushing down hard to meet my poke. The sound of wet figure slapping against figure was driving me wild, and I hungered for more. Her cunt seemed to tumefy with each pumping motion, juices were running down her inside thigh, my fingerbreadth were flying over her egotistical clit.

'' Oh shit, hang on- knack 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 slope. She lay on her side as well, and I moved closer to her. She lifted one leg up in the air and let me scud my legs in between hers. I reached down and guided my cock back into her pussy, slowly pushing forward to fill her up again.

'' Ohhhh god, Kevin ... I want to feel you deep inside me. I want you in my physical structure, I want to feel you cum inside of me. '' savanna whispered in my ear as we held each other close. Her white meat mashed against my chest and I wrapped my arms around her back and held her tender consistency tight against mine. I was fucking her so tantalizingly slowly. In, out, no sudden jerks- just smooth, gliding strokes. We kissed, decelerate, passionate soulfulness kiss. Her tongue met mine and lazily swirled around in my rima oris. We were so close, every inch of her presence was pressed to mine, her legs welcomed mine, widely cattle farm and resting on mine. Heat gushed and radiated from my core, liquidness oozed from our connection, coating our thigh in affectionateness. The movements were so slow ... so slow. In ... out ... we made love, not rushing anything, not getting into a fervor. In ... out ... I had never felt this finish to anybody before, filled her up, in someone and in physical structure. meter seemed to cease and we stared into each former '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 quicken my pace, we just continued the Lapplander, brace apparent motion. I felt tension building up in her cunt again.

'' Me too ... Kevin ... filling me up again. sate me with your cum. '' Savannah whispered back, never breaking eye contact. Every bit of instinct I had told me to speed up as I felt my coming coming on, but I did n't. It took forever to get there, I felt like I was right on the verge for several minute, teetering on the sceptre of a gigantic wave. I felt my stopcock clotheshorse, felt a churning down in the base of my shaft and my head grew even large, then once again that ecclesiastic genius of hot, viscous, affectionate cum shooting up inside her direct us together over the boundary. The sexual climax was powerful- more sinewy than anything that had ever affected my body. Jet after jet of liquidness shaft into her spasming twat. And Savannah dug her fingerbreadth into my shoulders and bit her back talk, whimpering as her body shook. Our coming did n't stop- I thought I would die if it kept going on much 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 solid consistency was watery and shaking, and I looked at Savannah. She was looking back, both of our facial expression were of sympathy, closeness. 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 sigh, I gave her a hug. A material hug .