The appointment had gone really well. Way better than I'd expected actually. Which was both in force news and bad. I enjoy being wined and dined like any madam would.
And I really had enjoyed dinner with this guy. He was quite rummy which is always a turn-on. And he was just touchy-feely adequate to make believe my heart flutter ( and a few other pieces ) but wasn't forward enough to make me remember I was just going to be another piece of rear. Not that I would have minded as this guy was CUTE. And built.

I'd gone to extra distance for this date too. Normally I'm pretty laid back on the whole girly-thing. My pilus is short, bootleg and usually a messiness. I'm pretty pale as I'm terrified of skin Crab which is what got one of my Aunts at an early age. And while I'm pretty slight, I work out a gang and take in some soldierly arts classes so I'm quite a bit stiff than most people expect out of a 125 lb girl.
fountainhead, I'm not technically a girl. And no, I'm not a transvestite either. I'm what you'd call - especial. I actually have both male and female parts. I'm genetically a cleaning lady, but I have a phallus too. And unlike nigh hermaphrodites, I do throw a button. My phallus juts out just above the top of my clitoric hood. So depending on the stimulation I can occur as a man OR a woman. Or both. Lucky me.
Anyway, I'd really dolled myself up for this eventide. I had on a nice albumen lacy blouse, a calamitous pencil annulus with eminent heels, bone and patterned stockings. My eyeglasses give me a school-girl/bookworm/librarian feel that drives both men and women junkie. I'm ashamed to admit I've used it to get what I want at times. Depending on my mood I can go out as a guy or a girl and most people don't pass on me a second spirit. Tonight though I needed to be taken. set over something and bang hard. I love being the aggressor sometimes ; especially with women. But not tonight. I wanted to feel feminine. Delicate. I just hoped he wouldn't junkie at the moment of truth…

Dinner was fantastic. He had style, appealingness and the eating house was a cozy little place down by the urine with a half-dozen board outside overlooking the bay. The stars were out by the millions. A girl could get used to this kind of handling !

I was feeling the wonderful effects of a few glasses of wine and I could feel my desire for him through the throb of both my portion. The lease on the wine-colored expired, and I excused myself to go to the ladies room. I was so turned on I hoped my ‘ surprisal'wasn't making a tent in my tight skirt when I stood up. Luckily my pantyhose kept a close reign on Mr. Happy. I tottered off to the lavatory glad I didn't have to wait for my erection to go down to pee. I plopped down on the throne and sighed at the waiver of my full bladder.
As I was touching up my makeup a really toast young lady came in and started yammering about what an dickhead her particular date had been. She was cute as Scheol, with tenacious blonde hair curled tightly down her spine. I hugged her and gave her my sound number and said we'd go sympathise some other 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 smile. I silently slipped off my hound and slid down a tad in my place. I didn't tell him I had a shipment 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 sexy conversation we were having before my piss hard-on had so rudely fitful us."You haven't really had that much experience with hombre 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 return. I do love sleeping with cleaning lady. They are such completely unlike creatures than men are. They're delicate, and smell lovely, and are so much more fleshly than virtually wham-bam-thank you-ma'am guys are. fair sex know how to take on their time and enjoy the subtle parts of sensualism and seduction that are lost on guys. But there is something that is uh, lacking in sex with women…"I let my give-and-take trail off for gist. I'd been slowly running my pantyhose-clad metrical unit up and down his thigh all evening. I could easily feel him through his dress slacks. While not porn-star quantity it would certainly do for tonight.

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

"Yup. And sometimes that is just the just thing that will inscribe my itch."I looked at him coyly over the rim of my wine glass, all the time running my stocking covered foot up and down the inside of his calf and thigh.

"Do you have an itchiness, my dear ?"

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

"I'd passion to find out. I might even snog it and make it better."

"That would be lovely,"I said quite frankly. I squirmed uncomfortably in my backside trying to resign my cock from the tangle of my tights.
"I'll start at your feet."

"Really ? Then what would you do ?"

"I'd slowly lay a track of buss up the inside of your calf. And then over your knee and up the interior of your thighs."

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

"Yup, I really do. It's just so internal, 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 place. Sometimes I like being on my plate turf, especially at the ‘ unveiling.'I had been hard through about of the meal. I know he had been because I'd been teasing him all night. He was hard, throbbing and decently sized.

And I could tell he really wanted me. Ok, so most men ‘ wanted me ’, and by that I mean they wanted to cum inside my soundbox like a 2-bit cum bucket. virtually men saw me as nothing more than than a warm receptacle for their ejaculate. Its ok, I get it. Sometimes I'll see a really cute girl and think how much fun it would be to have totally anonymous freaking HOT sex in some non-white place and never even know her name. I call it masturbation with someone else's trunk. And there is a time and place for that. But this guy really seemed to be interested in who I was.

Which is really of import when you 're a chick sporting forest. I'm not huge, but a thick 6 inch gumshoe on a chick can freak the fuck out of a guy who doesn't amount up. They have to be extremely undecided minded, bi or a closeted gay fop. I've learned not to make assumptions. Some of the manful, macho buster loved having me eff them long and hard in their ass. When I'd dumped my lode deep in their tight Virgo the Virgin golf hole I'd let them throw me any way they wanted, no holes barred.

'' You still here ? '' Matt asked. `` You seem like your judgement is somewhere else. ``

'' I 'm sorry, '' I said. `` I 'm back now. '' I leaned in against him, and mat ran his workforce over my ass. As common I kept myself a few inch from him so he wouldn't palpate my surprisal before the right moment. And that was almost always after I'd let them do in my mouth. I slowly undid his tie, and sexily draped it around my neck. One release at a time I loosened his shirt exposing smooth fragrant man-flesh. I love the smell of a woman, but a man's scent can just wrench me into an animate being. This one's pheromones hit me all in public square in the girly parts. My fingerbreadth worked at the clasp of his belt and soon he was naked in presence of me, a nicely sized cock jutting out proudly from his happy trail. I pushed him back, making him sit down on my ottoman. I crawled between his thigh and pulled myself up onto his trunk so I could kiss him long and hard. His hands roamed under my blouse performing with my nice trivial B-cups. I moaned in his ear as his finger played with my stiffening nipples. Finally I broke the kiss and trailed my lips downward. As my lips passed below his belly button I slowed down, letting his tip rub against the bottom of my chin as I worked a track of buss back and Forth River across his smashed abs. I twisted my capitulum so that his tool heading was against my face. Looking up at him with my green middle ( God, I love this part ! Ladies, this is where you get his PIN number ) I said huskily"Tell me what you want. tell me what you want me to do."Then I ran my tongue slowly along the side of his throbbing shaft.

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

So I did. Grabbing his calamus I lowered my back talk down over his tip, never breaking eye physical contact. I didn't stop until my lips hit his pubic off-white. The surprised groan and flavour on his expression was priceless ! Twirling my face on his putz, I withdrew until just the tip was against my lips. His breath was getting have words and he was grunting and groaning uncontrollably. I wanted to ride him for a spell, but on the next plunge down his shaft he spontaneously erupted in my mouthpiece. Ok, so I knew he was close and I was teasing him. But damn it, can't guys at least let a fille know before they blow a Brobdingnagian load down our throats ? My gag unconditioned reflex hit me like a train but I refused to let him know he'd successfully gagged a self-proclaimed deep-throat queen. I swallowed for all I was deserving and only a piddling steal past my brim.

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

I stood up and slowly unbuttoned my blouse and removed my bra. next I dropped my panties around my ankles and backed up so he could caress my ass. He gently lifted my skirt and deep-seated kisses all over my cheeks. His spit flicked over my butthole, which made up for the fact that he didn't want to buss me to begin with. I had grabbed my turncock and pulled it up against my belly and from his viewpoint he couldn't see it. His natural language parted my congregation and piece of ass, 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 hip and pressing his stopcock against my plica. His ran the head of his throbbing cock up and down from my wrinkled butt down through my folds to the tip of my clit. At this distributor point I didn't care which hole he used. I just wanted him inside me ! His tip slid down and disappeared between my aching lips stretching open my tunnel. Oh my God, this was just what I needed ! I was just about to hurl back against him when suddenly he leaned down on top of me and reached around to stroke my clit. Before I could monish him his hand reached mine - and my throbbing strong on. He just freaked !

"HOLYSHITWHATTHEFUCKINGGOD…"

He was so surprised he could hardly think. But I could see the repugnance on his face.

"Wait,"I said as rent welled up in my eyes."Let me excuse !"

"You're a fucking dude - but you have a pussy too ! ? WHAT A FUCKING nut !"
He jumped up and grabbed his clothes and ran into the hallway of my apartment building stark naked. As lots as I want to I'll never forget the look in his eyes. My hormones were raging ( both readiness ! ) and I fell back on the hassock and had myself a just little cry, then dragged myself to bed for a fitful night's sleep.

What are friends for ?

In the aurora I called Tina and Dame Alice Ellen Terry, two of my ripe supporter. They've been together forever having met in grade school before either of them knew they were lesbians.

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

"Yeah, and he won't return my calls or text edition, so bonk it,"I said with the pain of it all still lingering in my voice.

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

‘ Tina, that's not funny,"I whined.

"Oh come on Chris, I don't upkeep 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 gown when I got there. We made coffee and they demanded that I share all the gory details.

"I have a peachy idea,"Terry exclaimed."We just got the new jetted tub finished up ! Lets make some Mimosas and you can tell us with bubble !"

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

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

Tina laughed and did the honors with the bottle complete with salacious hand apparent motion right before the cork blew across the kitchen. We laughed until I thought we were going to pee down our pegleg.

We sauntered back to the tub and joined Terry who was almost asleep, floating in the roiling, bubbly water."cum 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 story. Start at the starting time !"
I told them everything, pausing for their laughter to subside 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 thick and intemperately as steel. shucks, I wanted him inside me !"I sighed and sunk a minuscule frown in the tub. The girls were both running their fingers up and down my second joint and my organic structure responded to their touch. Like most women, my mammilla get really hard and pointy when I'm aroused. The fille 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.

"Fuck that feels good,"I moaned as I closed my optic. Terry motioned to Tina and they simultaneously took a teat in their sass. I pulled Tina up to snog my hungry back talk while she continued to stroke me. Terry scooted down and knelt between my ramification. Suddenly I felt the tip of the vast 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 child, 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 present moment so I could bask 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 head flew back and I slouched lower, pushing every last inch of the big black cock into me. Terry took that instant to climb up out of the tub and lower her soaking sex onto my face. I licked her from ass to clit in long obtuse passes. Tina started thrusting and I thought she was going to bust me apart, but it hurt so practiced ! The top of the harness had a little prominence right where my button is and every thrust sent jar up my stopcock and into my brainpower. Just as Terry was about to go over the boundary she pulled herself off my face.

"red cent you're honest at that ! But you're not the only female child who needs cock today."And with that she slid down my body into my lap. Her genu landed beside my second joint and my cock tip was brushing against her lips. She spread her knees and slowly lowered herself onto my length. I flexed my PC muscles, which not only made my cock twitch but also tightened my tunnel 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 like time, and then Terry lowered herself back onto me while Tina thrust that big, grueling cock back into my pussy. I knew each knife thrust sent the other end deep into her too. Soon we were all wildly thrashing around in the tub and water sloshed all over the new lavatory floor.

My pussy finally couldn't take any Sir Thomas More and I shrieked as my first sexual climax blasted through me. The chill in my clit became a fire and it sent white hot sparks up my cock. I screamed again and let go in Dame 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 charwoman say I come MORE than a guy does. All I know is that there isn't anything better than filling your collaborator with your juice and I filled terrycloth full moon. She finally exploded into her own orgasm and fell against me, gently flexing her hips to prevent our orgasm wheeling.

"Whew ! I thought someone was going to reach out and drown there for a minute,"I said with a silly smile on my face.

"Who did you reckon 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 rima oris to verbalise to both close my affectionately !"

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

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




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