http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories Free Sex Stories, Erotic Stories And Erotica For Adults Fri, 14 Aug 2020 18:38:27 UTC en http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/lesbian-stories/cummers-and-lickers-the-orgasmic-adventures-of-jessica-cardigan/ (The Orgasmic Adventures Of Jessica Cardigan)


An L Word Universe story
Set in the same universe but in a far fling post apocalypse future.

When one has to make a living including buying goods by cumming as hard and repeatedly as possible and for just about anyone you meet on the street your whole life is an adventure and hers is just beginning…


In a post apocalyptic all female lesbian society they are now 2 casts the cummers and the lickers.

The cummers are determined by how orgasmic they tend to be. Their pussies are generally the better tasting ones.

The lickers are very proficient and apt at making other women cum.

Cummers unless its cold walk around with little to no clothes and their tits and pussy always exposed, their duty is to cum hard for the lickers and sometimes other fellow cummers that may approach them.

This can take place at anytime anywhere. And its how they buy things from the lickers and other cummers as well, sometimes immediately and sometimes through a raincheck which is paid latter on again at any time.


After a psych evaluation to determine if they are mentally mature enough at age 16 all girls are required to be tested for their sexual aptitude, in order to determine what cast they belong in.

Volume 1: 48 hours (Her first 2 days)

October 16, 2145 2PM city state of New Brunswick under the community and microstates saphic federation Cummers and Lickers induction center ceremonial hall

It has been a week-long aptitude test and Jessica was exhausted. She had never cummed so hard as in that week, and she scored little in making other girls cum so she knew beforehand that she was a cummer her mother told her so as she began to sexually mature. "Your mother is a licker but you were born to be a cummer my dear and there's nothing wrong with that in fact I'm a bit envious because cummers like you barely have to do any manual labor. All you will have to do is cum real hard for others, If you want as many cummers are also successful entrepreneurs!" her mom said. "If I officially become a cummer does that mean I no longer have to do the dishes?" Jessica asked with a devilish grin. "You won't be shirking your responsibilities so easily while you live under my roof but you will get some perks for sure. But I'm going to drain your pussy dry in return, you will cum hard for me as you were born for" her mom said. Jessica reminisced as she got the official results she was indeed officially a cummer now.
The new cummers and lickers were officially presented and the new lickers each selected a new cummer to make them cum hard again. A licker called Francine approached her and immediately ate Jessica's pussy. She cummed again and again repeatedly once more. Jessica had chosen to be totally naked and only wear footwear since the weather was cool

After the presentation her mother Stephanie and her aunts Vivian and Grace greeted her from the stands as she descended from the stage. "Well that was quite a show young lady that young licker sure made you cum real good and you look ravishing specially when cumming." Her aunt Vivian said as she kissed her free hanging nipples and suckled them making Jessica moan.and tilt her head with her eyes beautifully shut "Common Vivian, give her a break; she already had a ton of orgasms on that stage. Let's get home so you can eat and replenish yourself honey, you will need your strength for all of us, tonight" Stephanie said. "Tonight you will be cumming a whole lot more for us baby!" Grace said. "Oh she sure will, she will be cumming real hard and repeatedly for mommy and her aunties as you were born for, isn't that right my dear?" Stephanie said "That's right mommy my duty is to cum hard for you all and I shall" Jessica replied feeling horny. "You are loving this aren't you girl?" Vivian asked. "Yes I am auntie Vivian! I was scared a bit at first but now it feels so liberating and cumming feels so good even though it can be a bit tiring after a while." Jessica answered.

"Oh honey that's because cumming repeatedly is tiring, you will always need to recharge your batteries and eat, rest and sleep and always exercise to keep your body in shape, some lickers think that cummers don't have to work, but they do. Cumming hard and repeatedly is hard work in itself" Her mother said. "Am I the first and only cummer in the family?" Jessica asked. "Your great aunt was a cummer sometimes is something that skips a generation or 2" Grace answered. "So I'm the only cummer to be born in this family after 2 generations!" Jessica said. "That's right honey and that's why we are celebrating with you tonight!" her mother said. "More like you'll be celebrating over me I will be the one doing most of the cumming until its time to please you all as well that is." Jessica quipped. "You got that right girl! it's your calling, is what you were born for!" her mother and aunties said in unison. They finally reached Stephanie and Jessica's home. Jessica ate a hearty meal and rested for a few hours before doing some calisthenics and finally showering to refresh herself she came out totally naked and barefoot out of the bathroom and walked to the hall where her mom and aunties waited for her. "Well look who has finally showed up our gal of honor" Grace said "And looking better than ever, you look so good my dear you are a dish but no offense but you will look even better when you are cumming and moaning" Vivian said "Damn right she will she is my daughter after all, well young lady sit on that couch and spread those legs" her mother said.

Jessica complied and sat on the couch spreading her legs apart wide. Her mother and aunties went down on her. Hungrily licking and sucking her tits and gently biting Jessica's erect hardening nipples, fingering her pussy, sucking her clit. Each taking turns up and down her body. Jessica moaned in absolute ecstasy. And wave after wave of orgasms rocked her body which quivered and convulsed with each orgasm one on top of the other. "Oh look she is having a serial multiple ladies let's keep it going" Vivian said as she saw how the orgasms flowed like waves through Jessica's body, her flesh undulated with each one, she involuntarily raised herself as Grace sucked her clit. Grace quickened the pace and Jessica raised herself even higher involuntarily as her back arched and her head was fully tilted and her eyes beautifully tightly shut in a ravishing new series of climaxes that rocked her young supple body she went momentarily silent as the orgasms seemed to temporarily even robbed her breath away.

"She looks like the sculpture of a goddess like that." Vivian said taking a selfie with her niece in that ravishing ecstasy driven pose. The orgasmic storm finally subsided as her mother and aunties relented their sexual onslaught on the teenager. "Was I good or what?" Jessica managed to ask breathlessly after she was finally able to speak. Before that all she could do was moan. "Honey you were fantastic your auntie Vivian took a picture of you while you were orgasming a while back, wanna see it?" Her mother replied "Oh wow really? Let me see!" Jessica said. Vivian showed the picture in her cellphone Jessica could not believe it. I look so pretty like that and I didn't even know I could move like that." Jessica quipped. "Don't even try it either you could seriously hurt yourself under normal circumstances but the human body specially women and particularly cummers like you can do feats of strength, agility and dexterity during orgasm that cannot be performed otherwise" her mother warned sternly. "So basically I have the strength, agility and dexterity of a superhero when I'm cumming real hard mommy?" Jessica asked playfully "In a way yes but because it's all involuntary contractions and spasms is not like you will go wearing a cape and fight crime like Spider-Man my dear" her mom answered. “What about you guys? You may not be cummers like me but lickers deserve love too” Jessica asked. Grace grabbed her niece’s face “Isn’t she a peach she already wants to return the favor!” she said. “Don’t worry honey you will but not before we are not done with you” her mom said. “We haven’t even really started that you went through was just the icebreaker my dear there’s a whole lot more cumming in store for you and the night is young my dear” Grace added. Vivian gestured her teenaged niece to squat on the couch and spread her legs again as Jessica complied her auntie Grace sat on the floor below her and furiously licked and sucked her clit which made the teenager cum again hard her mouth open in an O as she fully tilted her head once again involuntarily with her eyes closed gasping and moaning.

Her mother took the next turn, and she got to make her daughter quiver under her ministries as Stephanie hungrily sucked every drop of pussy juice that came out of her cummely teenage daughter. ” You taste so good” she said Jessica tried to reply thank you to her mom but all she could do is gasp and moan as once again orgasmic waves rocked her body making her firm belly visible undulate with each one, she involuntarily tiptoed and curled her feet and her head once more fully tilted and her eyes shut as she gasped breathlessly "Yeah keep cumming for mommy!" Stephanie said as she expertly quickened her pace which made her daughter quiver uncontrollably moaning and gasping her feet tiptoeing and curling. "Yeah make your daughter cum hard for you, its the reason she was born for! " Vivian said fondling Jessica's breasts.

Vivian took her turn, but she switched between fingering, licking and sucking her niece's sweet pussy and once again Jessica was in the middle of an orgasmic storm unable to do anything but to moan and gasp as her body convulsed spasmodically with each orgasm. "You look so beautiful right now, I'm so proud of you" Stephanie said as she caressed her daughter in the face. Once again Jessica was unable to reply only moaning deeply in response. Once again they allowed Jessica's orgasmic storm to subside. "You recovered?" Her aunt Vivian asked "I believe so, yes" Jessica replied. "Good because you are going to sit on my face next" Vivian told her as she laid face up on the couch. Jessica straddled her aunt placing herself above her aunt's face as requested immediately Vivian sucked her teenage niece's clit hard. Jessica involuntarily arched her back and fully tilted her head, shut her eyes and curled and tiptoed her feet as one huge orgasm after another once again rocked her body. Her mother and aunt Grace each licked and suckled her tits as she kept cumming.

Her Auntie Grace took the next turn and once again Jessica was in the middle of an orgasmic storm. Jessica involuntarily laid back fully arching her back again wit her head fully tilted and her eyes shut tight. Her mom and aunt Vivian took each of her tits into their mouths as Jessica moaned and gasped. "Your daughter cums real good" Vivian said "Yes she does I'm so proud of her" Stephanie replied as she softly bit her daughter's nipple. Finally it was her mother's turn and once again Jessica was in an orgasmic rapture storm. Jessica had never cummed so much and so repeatedly as she had been doing so this night. Her body quivered and convulsed her back arched and her head fully tilted again with her eyes shut tight as orgasmic waves once again undulated through her body as her aunts made a meal of her tits and rock hard nipples.

"So is it my turn to please you guys yet?" Jessica asked after her orgasms subsided once more and was able to speak. "Not just yet my dear we still have something else in mind" her mother said. "Thank you mom for telling me how sweet I taste and how good I am at cumming I tried to tell you when you said those things but I couldn't speak only moan and gasp" Jessica said "Oh honey that's OK I'm glad you can only moan, gasp, convulse and quiver when you are cumming hard I would not have it any other way" Stephanie replied. "None of us would, we much prefer you moaning and gasping than talking anyway" her aunt Vivian said.
"Oh is that so?" Jessica asked playfully "Honey there's nothing better in the world right now than to make you cum as hard and repeatedly as possible" her aunt Grace added "That's right sweetheart we 3 can't get enough of you" her mom said." So what now then?" Jessica asked "We are going to play pussy poker with you" her aunt Grace said "And what is that if I may ask" Jessica inquired. "It's a variation of strip poker only there's no stripping instead the winner has to make you cum with this remote vibrator which goes inside your pussy" her aunt explained "And what of the loser?" Jessica asked "The loser after 3 rounds has to eat your pussy until you cum repeatedly again so let's start playing" her mother finished the explanation. "Oh I won't be playing I'll just be cumming hard along" Jessica quipped "You got it princess" her aunt Vivian said.

They brought a poker table and Jessica sat on the table with the remote vibrator inside her pussy as her mom and aunties played soon one of them got a turn at the remote and sent Jessica again into orgasm storm land the table almost broke with the strain brought by Jessica's orgasming body. Finally, her mother emerged as the loser and once again Jessica was caught in yet another huge orgasm storm as her mother hungrily ate and fingered her teenage daughter's pussy slurping every last bit of pussy juice from Jessica. Jessica groaned and arched her back higher than ever before, head fully tilted as her eyes again shut tight and her hands gripped the ends of the table as once again orgasmic waves undulated through her body. "That's right! Give every bit of pussy juice you have left to mommy!" Stephanie said to her quivering daughter.

Finally, satiated Stephanie relents away from her daughter's moist, throbbing and pulsating pussy, even after she pulls away the orgasmic pulses keep going for several seconds before finally subsiding "Damn she kept cumming even after you stopped Stephanie! Your daughter is a true cummer champion!" Vivian said. "Thanks aunt Vivian but I know must insist on my turn" Jessica said still panting "You sure earned it my dear" her mom said as she took out a set of dildos and double dildos
Her mother and aunties finally undressed revealing their mature yet still hot As Fuck
bodies to Jessica who watched them in awe. "Next time don't wait that long to undress!" Jessica said. "Oh honey your mother insisted we kept our clothes on until now, which was unbearable looking at you cum so much, so pretty made me hot, had it been up to me,I would have been naked" her aunt Grace said. "Common now Grace, we needed to break the ice and now we have" her mother said "And it was worth every minute making you cum child" her aunt Vivian added.

Jessica fisted both of her aunts and tongue lashes her mother's pussy until all 3 came almost simultaneously. "Your daughter's as good at this as she is at cumming she is a league all her own" Vivian said panting "Of course she is she came from me and I raised her" Stephanie said proudly as she picked a double dildo and went to her daughter knelt and placed one end in Jessica's still pulsing and throbbing pussy her daughter moaned and fully tilted her head in delight and placed the other end on her pussy "Time to connect better dear" she said. "I… suppose it is mom, let's do it" Jessica said panting. Both began impaling themselves on the double dildo and Jessica once again exploded into orgasm as her aunts once again made a meal of each of her tits. Jessica tilted her head and shut her eyes again as she arched her back, once again her chest was heaving as orgasmic waves undulated and ripped through her body as she involuntarily rammed herself into the double dildo thrusting the other end into her mother's pussy which made Stephanie climax as well. The orgasms of both mother and daughter almost synchronized.

Her Aunt Vivian took the next turn and immediately began to ram herself into the double dildo furiously trusting the other end into her teenaged niece's pussy which sent Jessica again into an orgasmic storm with her back beautifully arched and her head fully tilted and her eyes beautifully shut tight as orgasm after orgasm ripped through her body once more and again involuntarily ramming her pussy into the double dildo which trusted the other end like a piston into her aunt Vivian's pussy which made her aunt explode into orgasm as well and the orgasms of both niece and aunt almost immediately nearly synchronized. Finally it was her Aunt Grace's turn but her aunt used her hand more than her own pussy to thrust the other end into Jessica's love box. Jessica again exploded into a humongous orgasmic storm as her head again fully tilted and her eyes shut tight she arched her back as she laid down convulsing spasmodically as the orgasmic waves undulated through her. Grace held on with her hand on the double dildo and quickened the trusting pace into her teenaged niece's pussy which increased the orgasmic storm ripping already through her body.

Jessica's body was now completely in orgasmic autopilot her hips raised, her back arching, her head fully tilted all the way, her eyes beautifully shut tight, her arms tensing, her hands clasping and her feet beautifully tiptoeing and curling and her hips rising as her chest heaved deeply, her belly undulated as the orgasmic waves flowed through her as ripples in a pond flow across it's surface as her mother and auntie Vivian hungrily sucked each of her tits. For about half and hour they kept at it keeping the orgasmic hurricane within Jessica going. She groaned, moaned and sighed breathlessly all throughout finally Grace allowed the trusting motion of her niece penetrate her pussy through the other end of the double dildo which rapidly made her climax and enter near synchronicity with her quivering teenaged niece.

Even after her mother and aunties relented it almost took a minute before the orgasmic hurricane that they had brewed within the 16 years old teen girl subsided. They looked in awe as how her body continued to tense and spasm as the teenaged cummer's head remained fully tilted and her eyes beautifully shut tight. During that time and again her aunt took pictures. "She is absolutely ravishing Stephanie specially when she is cumming like that, look at those muscles tensing and spasming! And how she fully tilts her head with her beautiful eyes shut tight and her sexy feet just helplessly involuntarily tiptoeing and curling as her body is in our complete control! Your daughter is very special" Grace said "I know she is and I think she has had enough" her mother said. "Mom I'm tired I want to go to bed now" Jessica finally managed to say once the orgasmic hurricane that her mother and aunties brewed within her with their ministries." I know let's get you to the shower first" Stephanie said as she guided her exhausted teenage daughter into the bathroom, Jessica showered and went straight to bed falling sleep almost immediately. Stephanie covered her daughter's nude body with the bedsheets and kissed her goodnight. "Sleep well my beautiful sugar angel." She said as she closed Jessica's bedroom door behind her.

Jessica woke up finally after a long restful sleep when she looked at her countertop clock it read 10AM. She showered again, brushed as usual but her wardrobe was now virtually empty. Save coats for when it got cold and transparent raincoats for rainy days and an assortment of shoes including a whole new assortment of barefoot ornaments.
She picked a piece that was a chain link ornament and a matching chain link footwear ornament.

She sprinkled cold water to her tits to perk them up and looked at the mirror. "Oh yeah, I'm ready to go out now" she mused to herself. She went to the kitchen Stephanie was there "Hello sleeping beauty I made you breakfast, you should definitely eat before you go out to the world, in your first day as a cummer. And my look at you! That's a fine selection you made to wear today but if you are going to walk barefoot mind the broken glass on the streets, be extra careful where you walk" Stephanie said. "Yes mom I will" Jessica replied as she began to eat her breakfast.

After she was done she got up to go out but her mother stopped her placing her hand on Jessica's left breast "Not so fast young lady, you are forgetting something" she said. "What a kiss farewell before I leave" Jessica asked. "Well that too honey bun but from now on you cannot go out before you give me your morning orgasm" her mother said "So you now want to make me cum hard for you after breakfast every morning?" Jessica inquired "At least a few before you hit the road yes" her mother answered "As long as you don't make me cum into exhaustion before I even step out of the house mom" Jessica replied. "Don't worry Hun I know what I'm doing besides who better than your mother to start your beautiful pussy to cum each morning' she said as she kneeled and pried open Jessica's pussy lips right where she was standing and began to hungrily suck her teenage daughter's clit. Jessica's body tensed, and she fully tilted her head and her eyes shut tightly, gasping as a new wave of orgasms ripped through her body once again completely under her mother's control. Satisfied her mother kissed her goodbye for the day. The day was lukewarm Jessica felt the late morning breeze caress her naked body. The sidewalk concrete was a bit warm but not too much still she looked out warily for broken glass or thorns minding where she stepped very carefully. The onlookers were fixated on her "She is new!" Someone said "Look at that dish I would love to fuck her brains out and make her cum all day" another one said behind her she looked back at the lustful old woman in her 60s who made the comment. "What? You think I cannot handle a young thing like you?" Joan Reinhardt said

"I didn't say that Miss! You did! But you are welcome to try to prove it, give me your address and it's a date!" Jessica said to Ms Reinhardt "Offer accepted, I would gladly write you a note my dear but I don't see where you could put it in your cummer attire unless, let me check my purse here. Oh, here we go!" Reinhardt said as she took out a small Ziploc bag and tore a sheet of paper from a sticky notes pad. "Can I have your back just a moment?" She asked Jessica who leaned down to offer her naked back for Reinhardt to write on the piece of paper, afterwards Reinhardt placed the note inside the tiny Ziploc bag " OK turn around young lady." she said, Jessica did and as she was facing Ms Reinhardt in front, Reinhardt pried Jessica's pussy lips apart and shoved the tiny Ziploc bag containing her written note inside the teenage girl's pussy, Jessica involuntarily moaned and fully tilted her head with her eyes shut tight. "See I'm still good for it sugar bun, it's a date I expect you there!" Reinhardt said slapping Jessica’s ass as she then went on down her business. Jessica stood there for a while. Well that was an interesting encounter to say the least, I think that old coot knows more about making women specially cummers like me cum hard than my mother and aunties combined. she thought knowing that her date with the old woman was going to be memorable. She continued to walk and entered a store. There was a watch that got her attention inside the cold air of the AC made her entirely exposed skin tighten and her nipples harden.

"Can I help you?" Someone said from behind she turned to see the store clerk a late 20s Asian woman with delicate features. "Oh yeah I want to buy that watch" Jessica told her "Excellent choice are you going to buy raincheck or pay right now, I hope is now, you are hot" Tam Lee told Jessica as she cupped the teenage girl's tits. "Now will be fine" Jessica answered. This is going to be a very busy day! She thought "Perfect gimme a moment, wait right here!" Tam said as she placed the closed sign on the door she came back with a portable Cummer transaction system unit. Once inducted officially as a member of the cummer cast Jessica and all the new Cummers had their fingerprints digitally scanned as their ID. The device looked like a weird covered hand pad with a scanner for the fingertips, a bar code reader to scan the item being sold, a keypad, a voice synthesizer that had 3 presets the standard, extended and detailed voice commands/responses (Detailed would read the printed receipt at the end of the transaction out loud) and a very sophisticated biorhythm sensor that detected minute changes in her biorhythm from before and after she would cum as hard and repeatedly as possible to pay for the item once whoever she was buying from was done with making her cum she would once again place her hand on the device to confirm that she indeed cummed hard and many times over and would convert her physical labor of cumming into cash which would be transferred as the exact amount of the item sold into the store account this was the very first time Jessica would use to buy, trade etc. as the cummer she was for the rest of her life. Tam scanned the watch's bar code "OK place your right hand on the device sweetie" she said. Jessica placed her hand on the device as requested. The machine spoke in extended mode. "Cummer customer Jessica Rachel Cardigan identity confirmed Initial payment scan concluded proceed to physical execution of payment by cumming as hard and repeatedly as possible for the professional licker employee Tam Lee Wang. Once the physical execution of payment is concluded proceed to final scan for transaction validation, have a nice day"

"Well you heard the machine time to pay up babe, let's have it" Tam said as she kneeled down and immediately pried Jessica's pussy lips open finding the tiny Ziploc bag with the note that Ms Reinhardt had shoved into the teenage girl's pussy earlier. "What's this? Is not drugs is it?" Tam asked. "No a note by an unexpected date for later tonight!" Jessica answered back already panting from arousal. "You didn't put that there, did you? Your unexpected date did, didn't she?" Tam said smiling "Yes how do you know?" “Oh! I probably don't know her personally but a lot of old gals love to shove notes in Ziploc bags into the pussies of new cummers like you just to show off" Tam explained. "Really why?" Jessica asked "Why to get you hot and bothered about what to expect when she finally gets her hands on you." Tam said. "Well it works" Jessica replied. "Of course it does, now let me put that lady's note here I'll place it right back after I'm finished with you, now cum for me and shut up!" Tam said as she licked and suckled Jessica's clit and once again Jessica found herself cumming hard. Her body tensed. She fully tilted her head and tightly shut her eyes, sighing deeply, followed by moaning and groaning. Again orgasmic waves ripped through her body. Tam saw with delight how the teenage girl's belly undulated like ripples in a pond as she cummed she smiled and quickened the pace to intensify the orgasm storm Jessica was now under she bucked involuntarily but Tam kept a firm grip on the now quivering, bucking spasmodic teenaged girl as she kept making a meal out of Jessica's sweet pussy for about 15 minutes then finally relented. And Jessica's orgasmic storm subsided shortly after Tam then prying Jessica’s pussy lips open she shoved Reinhardt’s Ziploc bagged note back inside the teenage girl’s pussy which made Jessica again fully tilt her head and shut her eyes as she sighed deeply in delight. “There you go, you don’t want to forget that date of yours do you?” Tam said grinning and relishing the young cummer’s physical response “No I wouldn’t!” Jessica replied sighing.

"OK Jessica put your hand in the machine again." Tam requested. Jessica complied and the machine spoke again in the extended commands and responses mode (most businesses used the standard version) "Payment by multiple orgasms by Jessica Rachel Cardigan confirmed transaction approved have a nice day" a printout receipt came out. It showed the date and time of the transaction as usual but also showed exactly how many times Jessica had cummed and for how long it turned out she had cum real hard at least 28 times during 15 minutes which paid the equivalent of 35 dollars and 20 cents for the watch.
"Is there a way for me to know how much and how long I have to cum to buy items?" Jessica asked. "They didn't give you the info after you were inducted?" Tam asked. I think they gave mom some literature afterwards but what can you tell me?" Jessica inquired. "Well as you now know I'm not just born a licker but I'm a professionally registered licker that is not only knowledgeable in how to make a woman specially young cummers like you cum as hard and as repeatedly as possible but also reading your body's own responses to determine how much you have cummed and I excel at it as you can see in the receipt I made you cum for about the exact amount to be paid for what you bought" Tam explained "What happens if someone makes me cum way more than I'm due to pay for then?" Jessica asked inquisitively "Don't worry about that honey whatever excess amount is automatically stored as credit by the system anything you put out extra is not lost on the contrary racking in credit is how cummers like you pay for even more expensive stuff. Say you want to buy a car immediately as if paid in cash right now you would have to cum hard for over 8 hours and as ravishing and comely as you are it would be physically impossible for you to do so without fainting or even ending up in the hospital but you could buy ordinary items and ask before a store closes to help you rack extra credit I'll tell you what you can come here before we close at 5pm and I will gladly help you rack credit by making you cum hard for about 2 hours. Deal?" Tam said "Deal Ms Lee" Jessica replied. “Call me Tammy, Jessica” Tammy said as she shook Jessica’s hand while she whispered in her ear “Believe I’ll make it worthwhile too!”.

Jessica left the store proudly wearing her new sports wristwatch in her right wrist. She decided to try to go to a car dealer but even the closest one in small city state she lived in was too far to go walking, and she no longer had a Communes And Microstates Sapphic Federation kids bus pass, and she knew she had virtually no credit to buy the bus fare barely 20 cents in credit.and for pragmatic reasons physical payment of bus fares was not permitted. Some cabs permitted physical payment by cummers like her but none were around.she saw a flier on an electric pole it read “Hey New Cummers need to rack credit fast ride the sybyan...” she was stopped from reading the whole thing by someone yelling from across the street a woman at a hot dog stand eating one she had just being served “Hey you, there, yes you, you are not seriously considering taking that add seriously do you” she yelled as crossed the street still eating her hot dog.

"Why not? I need credit badly!" Jessica said to the auburn haired woman wearing a black tank top and matching pants approached her. "Listen to me this is a scam they shave off most of what you would actually earn by cumming plus they record you and sell it on the shadow market again you not earning anything for it, why do you need credit so badly anyway?" TJ asked, finishing her hotdog.
"I need to go to a car dealer but its too far walking barefooted as I am and I don't have enough credit for a bus fare and there are no cabs that accept physical payment from cummers like me around." Jessica explained her situation. "Well actually there are I'm a cab driver specializing in giving transportation to cummers like you and physical payment is very much accepted, my name is TJ and I'll take you wherever you want to go" the woman said. "Where is your cab?,I never saw it!" Jessica inquired. "Its on the next corner I parked it there to go eat lunch, so are you coming or what?" "How much will it cost me cumming for you to take me to the nearest car dealer then" "Wow good question girl, let's see the closest car dealer is 12 miles away the usual fare in standard currencies for that distance starting at $5.50 added per mile that would be about 11 dollars, that watch how much did it cost and how much and long did you have to cum for it?" TJ explained and asked. "$35.25 and I cummed 28 times for about 15 minutes for the rough equivalent" Jessica explained. "Well then you would have to cum hard for me about roughly 8 times for about 5 minutes tops to make the payment but hey I can help you rack of credit too if you want and I most certainly not be shaving your well earn income much less scamming you girl!" TJ said as she caressed Jessica's free hanging tits. "Thanks my name is Jessica by the way, nice to meet you TJ and yes I would love to rack up some credit provided I have time to go to the damn dealer and return I have a date with a horny old lady who shoved her invitation into my pussy" Jessica said.

"Those old licker gals are a riot. But they are experienced she will probably make you learn of parts you didn't even know you had" TJ said as both approached her tiny Beatle cab. "I told you I specialize on transporting cummers like you. It has your standard fare meter and a deck installed mobile cummer transaction system unit and the best part the passenger seat reclines all the way to facilitate physical payment oh the windows taint automatically for privacy if you want to as well." TJ proudly said showing the features of her tiny customized taxi cab."Well what are we waiting for then, let's go time's wasting" Jessica said. "Yes Ma'am" TJ said "Don't call me Ma'am" Jessica said "OK I won't ever again! I promise, pinky swear Jessica!" TJ said as she drove out.

Finally, they reached the destination point
"Well we are here, time to pay up. You know the routine." TJ said Jessica properly identified herself and initiated the physical payment system first step.
TJ made the windows taint and reclined Jessica's passenger seat. "OK spread those legs for me girl time to pay up and rack in credit" Jessica complied first TJ removed the Ziploc bagged note from Jessica's pussy again "Let's get that out of the way first and don't bring into the car dealer after I'm done with you I'll safe keep it for you in the car" TJ said then TJ fingered Jessica's pussy. The teenaged cummer started breathing heavily, moaning and sighing in no time and her head tilted fully and her eyes shut tight again and her back arched as the impending orgasm storm hit. The time between orgasms was less than a minute. Jessica once again bucked involuntarily raising her hips as TJ firmly grabbed her and hungrily sucked Jessica's clit. Jessica groaned and moaned as her muscles spasmed and tensed as the orgasms ripped through her body. "You taste heavenly girl!" TJ said as she continued to hungrily make a meal of Jessica's pussy. Jessica's muscles tensed again as another orgasmic wave flowed through her gorgeous teenaged naked body she fully tilted her head back, and she gasped as she quivered. Jessica's hands involuntarily clasped TJs hair and yanked TJs head instinctively towards her throbbing pussy TJ quickened her pace which sent the teenaged cummer into another huge orgasm which made her sit up with both her arms stretching back as her back beautifully arched again and her tits bounced rhythmically with each orgasmic wave. TJ could visibly see how Jessica's belly and muscles undulated as the orgasmic waves were flowing through the gorgeous teenaged cummer's nude body of whom she was making a meal of. Wow, look at you go girl. You are so young just starting your life as a cummer and you taste so very good and your attire choices are top-notch baby girl they truly accentuate your gorgeous hot young body specially when you are cumming as you are now. I'm so glad and happy to make you cum and taste every drop of your delicious pussy juice! TJ though as she continued to suckle Jessica's sweet pussy.
About 20 minutes later TJ let go of the ecstasiated teenaged cummer.

After the orgasms subsided Jessica placed her hand on the MCTU again the machine spoke identity confirmed and physical payment verified, transaction approved, have a nice day!" the receipt was printed out and TJ took it. "So how much did I rack" Jessica asked. "Well sugar according to this you cummed 43 times during 20 minutes which more than covered the cab fare of 11 dollars plus you have 65 dollars in credit now." TJ said, showing the receipt. "Wow thank you TJ wait here for me please" Jessica said. "For you sweetie I would wait all day besides you can always rack more credit by choosing physical payment again for the return home" TJ said. "Yes I will or rather you will extract the credit out of me when I return" Jessica lustfully replied "I will gladly extract out of you all the credit you want baby girl" TJ said as she passionately french kissed the teenaged cummer her tongue and that of Jessica intermingled. The kiss left Jessica pleasantly surprised and temporarily breathless. "Can I be your girlfriend?" Jessica asked. "As long as you are not looking for me to commit solely to you I will always be your girlfriend." TJ said. "Girl I'm a cummer I cum for a living and cum for just about everyone that wants me to cum and I buy what I need by cumming. The last thing I would ask of anyone is to commit solely to me, it would be cruel and unfair to do so and I genuinely like you TJ, you make me feel alive, you get me and I want to be with you!" Jessica said "We haven't been with each other that long Jessica in fact we hardly met over and hour ago, you are young and what you are feeling for the most part right now is just which I feel too, but someday you will meet someone who you truly feel a kinship with It could eventually be me and if it is I'll be waiting for you with open arms and if not I will always, always be your friend Jessica baby girl and I will always be at your service for anything OK?" TJ said. Jessica sobbed "You are the first woman in my life that has ever spoken to me like that I had girlfriends in school, but they were flings before I got inducted and none of them ever spoke that way." She said tearfully.

"Oh baby girl you were just kids playing around with each other neither you not your girlfriends would have even considered any of this" TJ said comforting Jessica "Thanks" she said as she wiped her tears. "Here use this Kleenex you don't want to smear your beautiful porcelain face do you baby girl? And get out to the damn dealer already or you want me to make you cum again now 'cause I will if you don't get out" TJ said as she inserted her finger in the teen's pussy. "Nnooo, OK I'm going, I'm going!" Jessica said giggling and panting. She opened the door and went to the car dealer. She found a well restored 2017 Audi and was looking at it when the concierge asked her "Do you like it? We have payment plans for cummers like you if you are interested" Jessica looked at the concierge on her blouse a pin had the name "Cindy" written on it. "I would love to know more about I'm very much interested Cindy" Jessica replied "You read my name good what's your name dear" Cindy Flanagan said "Jessica Cardigan, nice to meet you" Jessica answered back "Nice to meet you too Jessica step into my office will you, so I can give the payment plan details." Cindy said gesturing toward her office. Once in the office Cindy showed and explained the details of the payment plan "You have to make an initial deposit of 200 dollars. That would mean you cumming hard and repeatedly for me here for about at least 3 hours straight. If you have credit that shortens the time required too if you want to use it that is then each month a professional licker like me will pay you a visit to make you cum hard for 2 hours at least, until the 3000 dollars payment plan is paid in full again credit can shave some of that off if you want"

"3 hours and what happens if other clients come along during that time?" Jessica asked intrigued. "Oh I'm not the only concierge here there's at least 8 of us to attend cummers like you" Cindy explained. "OK so what do I have to do now?" Jessica asked "Well first you fill this forms young lady, and then we call your mother since you are still under her custody to authorize the sale then we use the CTU to start the first phase of the transaction and then…" Cindy said as she caressed and kissed the teenaged cummer right tit and sucked her nipple "...I make you cum like crazy for 3 hours!" she finished. Jessica tilted her head moaning deeply "sounds like a plan!" she said gasping in excitement. A few minutes later Jessica had finished filling the appropriate forms, Cindy called Jessica's mother Stephanie "Oh wow she is buying her own first car already? Of course, I approve I just wish I was there with her to help her cum to pay for the car!" She said over the speaker phone. "Mom!" Jessica said flushing "Don't worry Ms Cardigan I assure your daughter is in very good and capable hands and that she will be cumming like crazy very shortly for 3 hours straight!" "Please at least take selfies I love to see my daughter cumming!" Stephanie asked "Well that depends on Jessica its her decision selfies of cummers cost at least 5 bucks extra, company policy, and she will be the one cumming extra hard to pay for them!" Cindy explained "Jessica please do cum extra hard for mummy I want to see your pictures after!" Stephanie asked her daughter over the speaker phone. "I will gladly cum super extra hard for you mommy." Jessica replied." It's settled then Bye Ms Cardigan I have to make your daughter cum now." Cindy said as she hung up and kneeled in front of Jessica first spreading the teenaged cummer's legs apart then prying open the girl's pussy lips Cindy darted her tongue in and out of Jessica's love box Jessica breathed deeply tilting her head and her eyes shut as she gasped then Cindy french kissed passionately the teenager's sweet pussy which made Jessica explode into orgasm she involuntarily grasped the sides of the chair she was sitting on and her muscles tensed as she raised her hips completely and arches her back all the way down, her head tilted all the way as the orgasms ripped through her again Oh my god I'm cumming again, yesterday with my mother and aunties I cummed more than I ever had before and now I've broken that record already, cumming has become my life, cumming is my life from now on and there's a whole lot more cumming to be done just for what is left of today, god it feels so good. My body is under the control of the licker and I love losing control. My body is not my own when I cum it's an extension of whoever is making me cum. She thought as her body spasmed. Once again orgasmic waves undulated clearly across her flat firm young belly. Cindy expertly quickened her pace intensifying Jessica's orgasm storm "Oh my!, Your pussy tastes so very good girl" she said as she continued to furiously french kiss Jessica's sweet teenaged cummer pussy. She relented temporarily to have Jessica move to her desk which she cleared "I can work your sweet pussy much better like this" she said as she resumed her french kissing of Jessica's pussy which in turn resumed almost immediately Jessica's orgasmic storm. Jessica laid down on the emptied desk and as the orgasms resumed her hips involuntarily raised themselves once more. Her hands grabbed the sides of the desk as her back arches and her head fully tilted as she groaned, moaned and sighed in complete orgasmic ecstasy.

Cindy's concentration on making Jessica cum was broken when she noticed someone at her office open door looking in at them. "Who the fuck are you what are you doing here?" she said at the interloper startled and angry. "It's OK she is my transportation and my unofficial girlfriend" Jessica managed to say when her orgasms subsided but still panting. "Your girlfriend is she now? Why wasn't she here with you to begin with then" Cindy asked obviously not happy with the situation "We met a few hours ago" Jessica explained "Just a few hours and she's your girlfriend, girl you really need to learn about relationships!" Cindy said. "Funny I told her the same thing" TJ said. "Oh you did?, Did you! Obviously didn't work!" Cindy retorted back "Well don't blame her, she is young!" TJ said now irked. "Oh I don't! I blame you!" Cindy said angrily and TJ was about ready to go for the woman's throat when Jessica yelled at them angrily "Hey you 2 stop this shit right now! I may be young and I may be naive but I'm not stupid, this is between the 2 of you for whatever reason. But you!" She said jabbing her finger at Cindy "You are not my mother! So you don't ever presume again to try to play that role, whether you like it or not I like TJ a lot so she stays or I walk out and try another dealer!". "Yes miss Cardigan I understand loud and clear, she will have to help me make you cum though" Cindy explained "That's actually perfect" Jessica replied and then turned her attention to TJ "You helped me get here so can you please just please help me, so I can buy the damn car without killing anyone just please!" she pleaded."I told you baby girl I'm here for anything you always need" TJ answered. "Then help her make me cum so we can get this over it, I still have a date to go to you know" Jessica said "A date? Isn't she your girlfriend?" Cindy asked which she immediately regretted as Jessica angrily told her "Lady not that it is any of your business but much earlier today and older lady in her 60s asked me out after she said behind my back that she wanted to make me cum all day she even placed her invitation in my pussy herself now can we move things along we are wasting daylight" "Well then you are going to have one hell of a night young lady but for now you will cum for us, I work her pussy you work her tits,got it" Cindy said "Got it" TJ McCutcheon said affirmatively. And both started working on Jessica Cindy resumed french kissing her sweet teenaged cummer pussy while TJ hungrily licked and sucked Jessica's tits and softly bit the teenager's nipples. Once again Jessica was in the middle of an orgasmic storm with her head fully tilted and her eyes shut tight and her chest heaving, her muscles tensing, her back arching, her hands clasping and her feet tiptoeing and curling as she again sighed, moaned and groaned as Cindy and TJ made a meal out of her gorgeous teenaged cummer naked body until over 3 hours passed. About over half an hour more. They finally released Jessica from the orgasmic grip they had her under and still took almost 2 full minutes before Jessica's orgasms finally subsided afterwards. Jessica placed her hand again on the CTU device which again spoke in standard mode "Identity confirmed, verification of physical payment verified, transaction approved have a nice day" "Do you want to drive your car out of here yourself right now or should we bring it to your house?" Cindy asked "Bring it to my house I'm leaving with her I'm late for my date already" Jessica said gesturing to TJ that it was time to leave. "You heard her!" TJ said first showing a thumbs up, followed by the middle finger which she flicked at Cindy followed by a goodbye gesture as she walked out leaving Cindy Flanagan fuming. "Did you just honestly flicked that woman off? You know, you and others keep calling me a child but what you did was so childish; If that woman urinates or put a turd in my new car you will have to clean it with your tongue I swear!" Jessica said angrily again.

"Oh yeah you and what army little girl?" TJ said smugly only to receive a huge slap in the face from Jessica who stormed off on foot. "I was only kidding baby girl! Where are you going? Come back!" TJ said "No! And stop calling me baby girl I'm not a baby at all the one who acts like a child it's YOU TJ! Now leave me alone!" Jessica screamed as she continued walking away at a careless rapid pace in the now darkening streets. TJ got in her car and went after the furious teenaged cummer. "Common Jessica get in the car I will take you home or to your date if you still wanna go there, get in the car please" "I told you to leave me alone" she screamed again not even looking at TJ or what was beneath her feet hurriedly walking with her arms crossed over her free hanging tits then a sharp pain shot through her left foot, and she dropped to one knee as she shrieked in pain. TJ immediately got out of the car a 4-inch shard of glass had pierced the sole of Jessica's left foot and was bleeding profusely. Jessica was trying to pull it out "No allow me please, Jessica let me help you" TJ pleaded with the angry somewhat irrational teenager she said as she gently pulled the shard out. "Common I have a first aid kit in the car let's fix you up lean on me and not on your foot OK" she added as she offered Jessica her hand. Jessica accepted the help and leaning on TJ got back to the taxi cab where TJ took out a small first aid kit and doused the wound with antibiotic cream and covered it with a BandAid. "There you go you should consider wearing actual shoes for a while I mean barefoot ornaments like what you are wearing do make you look hot but it can be a pain in the ass because of the risk of injury." TJ said "You do look hot barefoot though, specially when cumming I love when your beautiful feet tiptoe and curl" she lustfully added "Oh really! Is that all you love about me?" Jessica asked "I love everything about you baby girl, look at you, you are a dish edible from head to toe, I love your baby blue eyes, your curly blonde hair, your porcelain face, your lips, your nose, your gorgeous tits and succulent nipples, your very sweet tasting pussy, your legs, your hands, your feet, how your smile is like a sunshine, your laughter. I guess I'm falling in love with you Jessica and no is not just the hots I got for you talking though there's a lot of that too!" TJ replied. "Well I'm still mad at you TJ! I mean what was all that old world soap opera drama back at the car dealer about? Is like that woman didn't know you personally but somehow knew you anyway!" Jessica asked. "Well the reputation of the curse of my family name precedes me and I haven't exactly lived of to shake that of either!" TJ said. "Family name curse?" Jessica said confused "Oh yes haven't you heard of the infamous McCutcheon family curse that dates all the way back to my great, great, great-grandmother Shane
McCutcheon back in the old world before it all turned to shit" TJ explained "Well I don't believe in curses or any mumbo jumbo like that my mom always thought me to rely on myself and my own judgment and I don't believe you are cursed, maybe a bit childish and pedantic but not cursed" Jessica said "I'm not pedantic!" TJ protested "Yes you are TJ but that's OK I love you anyway" Jessica said smiling "Well were too now Miss Cardigan?" TJ asked "Take me to Reinhardt's address miss McCutcheon" Jessica said as she took the Ziploc bag containing Reinhardt's note and giving it to TJ "You know! Let's never use our last names ever again when we address each other and you do know they sell belts with pockets and cellphone holders for cummers like you right? I mean storing notes in your pussy like that is cute and sexy but not very practical at all!" TJ said." I will definitely look into, it my pussy is for cumming and peeing and not anyone's pocket." Jessica said.

They finally arrived "I would gladly physically pay you the fare but I would never make my date if I did so use my credit" Jessica said "Don't bother baby girl this is on the house, take care and have fun I'll see you around..." TJ said but was interrupted by Jessica surprisingly french kissing her in the mouth. Their tongues danced around each other in each other's mouths and for a few minutes they silently embraced. Jessica squeezed TJs butt and TJ firmly squeezed Jessica's exposed butt cheeks. Jessica finally pulled out of the embrace smiling and cuddling "I got to go call me tomorrow" She said giving TJ her cellphone number which she added to her cellphone list "How will you get home after your date is over" TJ asked "I won't be going home tonight either my mom will pick me up or Reinhardt will procure transportation for me in the morning, but she invited me, so I'm her guest of honor tonight" Jessica said and with that she headed towards Reinhardt's house entrance and TJ went on her way. Jessica pressed the restored Ring Bell button
After a little while the speaker on the Ring bell device crackled. "Ah it's you Honey bun I'm glad you didn't lose my invitation but where I placed it was probably very hard to forget and you didn't really have anywhere else I could put it anyway I'll be out in a moment" Reinhardt said over the Ring device. Jessica waited, the night began to get a bit chilly. Finally, the door cracked opened. "Well come on in sugar" Reinhardt said "Thanks Ms Reinhardt" Jessica said as she went inside the house as Reinhardt locked the door behind her. "You hurt your foot! Foot ornaments look pretty and sexy, but they are not practical for walking outside on the street!" Reinhardt said "You are the third person to tell me that but it was my fault, I was angry and walking fast without looking where I stepped!" Jessica explained "Really? What were you angry about?' Reinhardt asked.
"I had a quarrel with my girlfriend, she can be so childish sometimes!" Jessica explained. "Your girlfriend? You mean the woman from the Taxi cab that dropped you off after you too cuddled on the street?" Reinhardt inquired. "You were watching us?" Jessica asked in return "This thing can detect motion outside the house, it alerted me that someone was at the front, and I was expecting you, so I looked but after seeing you 2 kissing and cuddling I decided to give space to the 2 of you, I knew that eventually you would knock at my door, you know some will say your girlfriend is too old for you and that you are too young" Reinhardt explained. "Yeah I know! But I don't care, if society says I'm old enough to cum for a living as I've been doing and with anyone of any age as I'm about to do with you Ms, then how dare anyone say who can I love or not?" Jessica said once again crossing her arms over her free hanging tits. "I never said I agree with it to be clear and do not cover up your tits while you are at my home young lady your tits should always be uncovered and unencumbered ready to be touched, fondled, licked and your nipples free to be nibbled upon" Reinhardt said as she touched, fondled and licked each of Jessica's free hanging tits and nibbled each of Jessica's now hardening nipples as Jessica fully tilted her head, eyes shut moaning in delight. "Well how about some tea" Reinhardt said afterwards which caught Jessica by surprise not to mention broke the mood. "I'm sorry what?" She asked, perplexed. "Are you deaf or something? I asked you if you want some tea?" Reinhardt repeated. "No, I just! I thought you were going to go down on me when you started…" Jessica said but
Reinhardt cut her off before she ended. "Ever heard of foreplay dear, don't worry I will be going down on you soon enough so you want some tea or not?" Reinhardt asked one final time. "Sure I'll have some tea" Jessica said.

Ms Reinhardt went to the kitchen and brought a tray with 2 teacups and a jar with hot tea which she poured into the teacups handing one to Jessica which looked at it intrigued. "I'm guessing that you are familiar with Iced tea and not hot tea, aren't you sugar plum?" Reinhardt asked amused at the teenaged cummer reaction. "Guilty as charged Ma'am, I've read about it though!" Jessica said shrugging as she sipped from her teacup. "Is not bad at all actually!" she added "What on Earth even gave you the idea that hot tea tastes bad?" Reinhardt asked intrigued. "Oh! Is not that, I had just never tasted tea hot." Jessica answered. "Tea is tea my dear whether hot or cold" Reinhardt explained "I thought tea was like beer" Jessica said which sent Reinhardt laughing hysterically. "Honey if hot tea tasted like hot beer nobody would drink it! And since when, you drink alcohol anyway when you are not supposed too? At least until your recently obtained semi independence?" Reinhardt asked "well a few years before I raided the kitchen and found an unopened beer bottle below the sink and tried drinking it" Jessica said laughing at herself "I bet it tasted like shit!" Reinhardt said giggling "It did!" Jessica said laughing again. "Trust me sugar plum tea and beer are not one in the same." did you finish your tea?" Reinhardt asked. "Matter of fact I have Ma'am." Jessica replied good she said as she guessed Jessica to hand over the empty teacup which she placed back on the tray as she went back to the kitchen "Stay there because dessert is next." Reinhardt said "Dessert?" Jessica asked intrigued "You are the dessert sugar plum!" she added. "Oh!" Jessica said filled with anticipation and arousal. After a little while Ms Reinhardt returned "Get on top of the dinner table here sugar plum!" she instructed Jessica to sit on a placemat on the dinner table and Jessica complied as instructed "Now spread those legs wide young lady, I will now have my dessert with you!" Reinhardt said as she pried Jessica's pussy lips and darted her mature tongue into the gorgeous teenaged cummer pussy furiously licking the teenager's clit once more Jessica tilted her head bully and tightly shut her eyes and gasped as an impending orgasm began to rise as the orgasms storm erupted Jessica arched her back tilted her head even further and tightly shut her beautifully closed eyes as she moaned and groaned as once more orgasm after orgasm ripped through her body, her muscles tense and spasmed, her hands involuntarily grasped the table mantle and her feet once again helplessly and involuntarily tiptoed and curled as the orgasms unrelentingly ripped through the teenager's body. Reinhardt kept licking and sucking Jessica's clit slurping immediately like a vacuum any pussy juice."You taste divine dear! Your pussy is the sweetest I've tasted in a long time so just keep cumming for me,keep cumming for Ms Reinhardt my beautiful young cummer so I can keep drinking every drop of your delicious pussy nectar!" the old woman said as she kept Jessica in orgasmic storm autopilot for hours, almost 6 hours passed when finally Reinhardt was satisfied "Now that's what I call dessert sweetheart!" she said to the still orgasming Jessica whose body still convulsed spasmodically with her back arching, her head fully tilted,eyes shut thigh, and her beautiful bare feet helplessly and involuntarily tiptoeing and curling as the still going orgasmic waves flowed through her gorgeous naked teenaged cummer body. "Ah yes honey you will still be cumming for at least 2 full minutes I'm just that good at making young things like you cum like crazy dear!". Indeed 2 full minutes passed before the biggest orgasmic storm Jessica had ever experienced finally abated. Jessica felt completely exhausted "Can I go home now Ms Reinhardt? I'm very tired" Jessica said "Tonight you sleep here let me get you to the guest room child" Reinhardt said as she guided the exhausted teenager to the guest room where Jessica fell asleep the moment she laid on the bed "Thanks for tonight's dessert sugar plum, it was delicious" the old woman said as she gently and carefully pried the sleeping teenaged cummer's pussy lips apart and inserted yet another note inside a tiny Ziploc bag inside Jessica's pussy and gently tapped the teenager's pussy lips to close them again which made Jessica moaned even in her sleep. And then silently closed the guest room door behind her.

When Jessica woke up it was late morning she didn't know how late but it was, she now regretted not coming better prepared to a stranger's home, she did not even brought her toothbrush then she felt that something was again inside her pussy and took it out. A Ziploc bag containing another note by Reinhardt it read "You were delicious and fantastic yesterday dear I bought you a kit with toothpaste and toothbrush and a new set of body and foot ornaments and transparent sandals that I hope you will find useful and a waist utility belt for cellphone and to put other things such as perhaps notes like this in the future, don't worry sweetheart is all on the house" "Reinhardt! Thank you Ma'am, thank you" Jessica missed to herself. The guest room she was in had a bathroom so she brushed her teeth and showered and tried the new attire Reinhardt had given her.

Once again sprinkling cold water to her free hanging tits to harden her nipples she looked at the mirror satisfied "Damn I look great!" She mused to herself as she heard what sounded like kids outside. Jessica walked out of the guest room down a hallway and down stairs she barely remembered climbing the night before and in the dining room a woman in her late 20s with 2 girls were at the table eating breakfast the woman saw Jessica "Hey mom your cummer date just woke up" Jeannette Summers Reinhardt said. "My grandma made you cum like crazy last night didn't she?" the older girl, 13 years old Janice Summers Reinhardt asked."I reckon she did! You precocious little brat!" Jessica replied. "Oh please my wife is a cummer like you and the bread winner of the family our kids are very familiar with all that being a cummer entails." Jeannette explained "And her wife tastes real good too" Joan Reinhardt said from the kitchen "Oh please mom I don't think there's a pussy you haven't tried specially cummer pussy!" Jeannette retorted back as her kids laughed with the statement she then turned her attention again to Jessica "Wow girl! You are fresh off the presses aren't you? Mom has always loved fresh young meat like you, always has since I was a kid myself!" She said. "Can I borrow your phone? I would love to call my mom to pick me up, besides my new car arrives today too." Jessica explained. "Don't worry about that I will lend you the phone if you still want to check up on your mom. But I'll take you back so sit and have some breakfast, after last night you probably need it!" Jeannette replied. Jessica sat on one of the chairs as Jeannette gave her a plate with french toast as she noticed her attire. "She gave you those didn't she?" Jeannette asked. "Yes Miss, she did!" Jessica replied "She only buys for those she thinks are special you must taste real good!" Jeannette explained "So I've been told by just about everyone that has made me cum so far!" Jessica said "Mommy can I touch her and lick her clit?" Janice said "Oh very well just this once so you stop pestering me about tasting a cummer! And only if I didn't catch her name is up to it" Jeannette said as she went to the kitchen with the dishes. "My name is Jessica" Jessica said "OK then honey ask Jessica" Jessica was taken aback by the whole thing when she was herself 9 she saw a cummer and got infatuated with her and she would pester her mom endlessly then one day she and her mom ran into the cummer herself. Once again she pleased with her mom who admonished her "wait until you are 16, you will probably be inducted as a cummer like her anyway, don't be in such a hurry to grow up and if you turn out a cummer as I suspect you'll be cumming a lot for mommy,,your aunties and just about everyone" Stephanie Cardigan told 9 years old then Jessica Rachel Cardigan when the cummer approached them "If its a one time only thing to satisfy her curiosity let her otherwise she will try it behind your back as I did when I was her age" Rebecca Covington the attractive cummer said as she then placed her hand gently on Jessica's cheek "Very well but remember young lady its just this one time, for more wait for your 16th birthday" her mom said "But at the same time your mother is right If I allow you to this Jessica you have to promise that you won't be in a hurry to grow up, because childhood is precious and fleeting" Rebecca told her. "That's correct kiddo" her mom added as tears ran down her face. She was about to take a couple of Kleenex from her purse when she was offered a few by Rebecca who took them out of her utility waist belt. "There you go Miss" she said "Part of me wants her to remain a child forever and another part can't wait for her to be 16 because she is going to be a looker" Stephanie said wiping her tears with the Kleenex Rebecca gave her "Yes she will and whatever she turns,out to be she will still be your child,you should be proud of her" Rebecca said "I'm which is why if at 16 if she turns out a cummer me and my sisters her aunts are going to suck her pussy dry but until then I want her to be a kid but even I ran away at 8 to try to hookup with a cummer I had the hots for,got grounded for a week!" Stephanie said "And that's OK that you want to protect her childhood for as long as possible but one time things like this are inevitable, I will allow her to taste me" Rebecca said. "Well kid, common satisfy your curiosity!" she said addressing young Jessica. Jessica timidly approached her but filled with curiosity "May I touch your tits Ma'am?" she asked. Rebecca kneeled down to be at the same height of Jessica "You may do whatever you feel like doing kid go ahead!" Jessica remembered touching, fondling, licking the woman's tits and even nibbling on her tits as Rebecca's head tilted her eyes shut and she moaned. She wanted her, she wanted to be her. Rebecca stood up and Jessica explored the woman's pussy prying the labia apart and smelled her deeply she explored the innards of Rebecca's pussy with her fingers and eventually the cummer exploded into orgasm which to Jessica was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

Her flashback was interrupted by Janice "Can I touch your tits? Even though my mom is a cummer she has never allowed for us girls to touch her tits that way or anything like that for that matter." the girl said "Well, your moms want to protect your childhood just like my mom did. But I will tell you the same thing the cummer that allowed me to touch her told me and my mom told me. " Don't be in a hurry to grow up, this will be a one time thing! For more you will have to wait a few more years until you are 16 as I did, yes you may do as you like Janice go ahead!" Jessica said. Janice hungrily sucked Jessica's tits and nibbled her nipples, The 16 years old cummer fully tilted her head as her eyes tightly shut as she moaned in delight "Something tells me this girl is going to be a licker! A really good one, god!" she managed to say breathlessly just before Janice started sucking her clit hard and soon once again Jessica found herself cumming hard and this time for a 13 year old girl who was making a meal out of her pussy. Jessica was in an orgasmic storm again. Her head fully tilted, eyes shut, her back arching, her hands clasping the sides of the chair, her muscles tensing and spasming, her feet helplessly involuntarily tiptoeing and curling as the orgasmic waves ripped through the teenaged cummer's body. Jessica groaned and moaned until Janice was stopped by her mother "That's enough of that young lady! Once you are officially inducted as a licker you will eat all the pussy you want but this was supposed to be a sample not a buffet!" Jeannette said "Your daughter is going to be one hell of a licker that's for sure!" Jessica said after the orgasms subsided "Yes she will, I will take you home now Jessica thanks for everything, mom I'm taking Jessica to her house, take care of the girls while I'm out." Jeannette said "I want to come along too!" Janice said "Oh no you don't, you are going to stay with grandma until I come back and that's final!" Jeannette told Janice sternly and walked out gesturing to Jessica to follow "Remember don't be in such a hurry to grow up, you'll be great!" Jessica told Janice as she left with Jeannette showing Janice a thumbs up. Janice stood there until her grandma startled her, touching her from behind. "She tasted good didn't she?" Joan asked her granddaughter "Like heaven grandma!" Janice replied "Well as she said don't be in such a hurry in 3 more years you will probably be sucking her pussy dry with me!" She said as she tickled Janice "Promise Grandma?" she said giggling "Pinky swear! Now let's go make some cookies!" Joan said as both went into the kitchen. Jeannette dropped Jessica at her home just as Jessica's brand new car was being delivered "Oh my god its finally here!" Jessica said happy as a cucumber. "Your first car, huh? You paid for it how much?" Jeannette asked. "The initial payment was $200.00 in standard currencies." Jessica explained. "Oh so you cummed for about 3 hours for it then, not a bad deal for a new cummer like you and the downpayments are what?" Jeannette asked "102.20 which amount to 2 hours cumming hard." Jessica answered. "Not bad at all girl!" Jeannette said as she kneeled on her driver seat and started licking and sucking Jessica's tits and nibbling the teenage cummer's erect nipples while fingering Jessica's pussy once again Jessica's head fully tilted as her eyes shut tight and she moaned and sighed deeply as once more orgasm, after orgasm ripped through the teenager's body. Jessica's back arched, her muscles tense and spasmed,her hands crossed the passenger seat and her beautiful bare feet helplessly involuntarily tiptoed and curled again as the orgasmic waves flowed through her. Jeannette sucked Jessica's clit which sent the teenage cummer into full orgasmic autopilot again as Jeannette took full control of the teenage cummer's body for about 5 minutes then released Jessica from the orgasmic storm she had her under. "So this is why you wanted to give me a ride home after all, huh?" Jessica asked breathlessly once the orgasms subsided. "Can you blame me? You are so hot and edible that you are irresistible, if I had no other things to do I would eat your pussy and drink your pussy juice for hours! You just taste that good!" Jeannette said. "Well you are welcome to make me cum anytime you want!" Jessica replied "Oh I will come back to suck your pussy dry Jessica. Is what you were born for after all isn't that right cummer?" Jeannette said as she rubbed the teenage cummer's pussy which made Jessica involuntarily tilt her head and shut her eyes as she sighed "Yess!" she said breathlessly. "Well of you go then young lady" Jeannette said as Jessica got out of the car "Thanks for the ride!" Jessica said. "Oh no thank you, Jessica, for everything it was my pleasure!" Jeannette said "Well, that's exactly it was!" Jessica replied "Exactly!" Jeannette said, showing a thumbs up as she drove away.
"My baby is back, look! Your new car arrived!" her mom said as she got out of the house and hugged Jessica. Jessica hugged her back. It had been a most memorable 48 hours, it was Jessica's first 2 daysvas a cummer.

Next Volume Shopping with Mommy… (Coming soon)





]]> Fri, 14 Aug 2020 18:38:27 UTC PunkMaister Lesbian Stories 5 5 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/lesbian-stories/cummers-and-lickers-the-orgasmic-adventures-of-jessica-cardigan/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/lesbian-stories/the-spanish-lady-i-met-in-the-elevator-3/
The wild strike at the airport has ruined the day for many people, and my return trip home has now been postponed until tomorrow.

Thanks to Google, I was able to find a hotel that fits the budget of a junior forensic accountant.

The hotel is a time capsule that was first opened during the 'Roaring Twenties' when the hip Charleston in the 'speak-easies' kept things going.

Booking a room with the hard of hearing clerk, who is as old as Methuselah, is an exercise in patience and the art of negotiating, but luckily it is the persistent who wins.

Euphoric because of my victory, I pull the suitcase into the elevator without paying attention to who is in the lift.

I press the button on the control panel to go to my floor. The elevator doors close with a scraping sound and after a hesitation the elevator starts to move with ominous noises.

The elevator creaks in all its joints and I get the feeling that it is about to quit. My nerves are put to the test by this relic of a lift.

I can hardly curb the swelling panic feelings and the prospect of a nasty fate that apparently awaits me.

The lift takes it a step further and regularly alternates the moaning with an icy sound and violent vibration.

I turn my attention back to the worn control panel and force myself to keep a close eye on the slowly rotating pointer, which indicates the floor number.

A scent of perfume penetrates my consciousness. I am amazed at how erotically I react to this fragrance that will forever be associated with a kiss from my past that I will never forget.

I slowly turn to find the source of the fragrance. A beautiful woman who is chic and clothed in a dress, which emphasises her waist and décolleté, looks at me with sensual eyes.

The Spanish beauty introduces herself as Sofia Perez.

The elevator jerks violently and then it is suddenly silent and we hang motionless above the abyss.

The lighting goes out. It is as if the Gods want us to meet in the final moment of our earthly existence.

An emergency light switches on and illuminates the lift. The lift creates an atmosphere that we know from the blood-curdling horror movies.

It is always the harbinger of a murderous mother who will soon crawl out of his vault to carry out his satanic plan. Sofia slowly walks towards me with a glance that runs down my spine.

The clammy hands and palpitations have nothing to do with the fear I just felt, but have everything to do with Sofia. She is so close to me that I can almost feel the warmth of her body.

Is she secret with the lurid psychopathic traits? With all my senses sharp, I wait with closed eyes for the denouement.
Sofia does nothing and I eagerly take the initiative with a kiss.

We spin around and lose ourselves, but the lift protests vehemently against this intimate performance and suddenly starts moving again with a violent shock and a shrill sound.

We are almost losing our balance and we are forced to break the tight knot to regain our balance. As soon as we have found our feet again, we grab each other for a passionate kiss.

We look deeply into each other's eyes, explore each other's bodies and regularly pause between kisses. Suddenly it is dead silent when the elevator stops again.

What would that damn lift have in store for us now? The elevator doors open silently. Sofia storms out of the elevator. With the suitcase in my wake, I give chase.

We quickly walk through the dimly lit corridor. Sofia turns left into another corridor and then right again. It is as if we are fleeing from danger in a maze of corridors.

She finally stops in front of a door. The card is inserted and the door opens. She leaves the door open and I follow her a few moments later.

The door hits the lock with a bang. She sits on the bed and looks at me with those beautiful olive-coloured eyes that are fixed on me.

The beautifully made-up kiss-me-mouth partly open by the excitement. The erotic tension drives my heartbeat and a warm glow starts to spread in my body.

We are both nervous about the unknown and do not dare to take the initiative. The antique alarm clock teases the seconds with hard taps. We look at each other and hope that the other dares to do something.

While I am considering my options, my fingers are already impatiently going to the zipper and all buttons to quickly rid myself of all clothing.

It's a bold action because I don't know anything about her life at all. Maybe she is in a relationship… I hide my faltering confidence by looking at her as challenging as possible.

Sofia gives a sweet smile and the glint in her eyes betrays that she apparently appreciates my 'cow by the horns' approach.

Her eyes slide over my body and eventually fixate on my most intimate spot. All I want is to kiss Sofia while I get rid of all the clothes on her.

My whole body vibrates so violently with all the emotions that I am forced to slowly walk towards her. She crosses my plan and suddenly pushes her hand between my legs when I am right in front of her.

A shudder runs through my body. Her fingers go straight for their target and she spoils all my most intimate spots with her sleek beautifully manicured fingers. She knows exactly how to stir my whole body in no time.

There is no foreplay and it is as if she has sensed that I do not feel like it either. The creative play of her fingers increases the pressure in my abdomen rapidly.

Sofia is in control and she decides to let me float in the bubbling ancient soup of my emotions. Her hands grab my hips so she can manoeuvre me into position to explore all my most intimate spots with her tongue.

My hands are looking for support to help the limp legs to stand. She licks my clit with her tongue as a treat and then starts sucking hard and fast.

It is a wonderful feeling and I thoroughly enjoy her touch. Her fingers fill me again and her thumb takes care of my clit. I gasp for breath as my muscles relax for a moment after each wave of pure pleasure.

Suddenly the built-up tension discharges so much that I lose control of my body. She takes care of me and I lie half on her. Slowly I regain control of my body.

I whisper sweet words in her ear. Sofia presses me tightly against her and gives a kiss that can match the first epic kiss in the elevator. She then breaks the warm embrace and crawls out from under me.

She scrambles to her feet and takes off her clothes in a way that shows every striptease dancer green with envy. Her naked body and that dangerous shimmer in her eyes send a wonderful shiver down my spine.

Sofia has luscious sensual curves and she knows how to use them to get my heart racing. My whole body starts to glow with longing for her again.

She enjoys my shameless lust for her. She caresses my thighs and spontaneously I give her access to all the goodies I can offer her. She pushes her clit against my clit.

Our bodies are entangled. We look deep into each other's eyes while our bodies in a delicious cadence of movement chase our lust relentlessly.

The lust resonates between our bodies and chases foamy waves of intense pure pleasure through our bodies. Gasping and puffing we have to take a break regularly to catch our breath.

During these breaks we kiss and caress each other's bodies. Our fierce lovemaking is a titanic battle, because we both want the other to come first.

The excitement is so intense that she quickly comes panting and puffing and dragging me and making me scream.

In each other's arms we slowly recover from our wonderful lovemaking. We are both tired and face each other dreamily.

We doze off in each other's arms.

Summer Daze

https://coupleseekingwoman.net/the-spanish-lady-i-met-in-the-elevator ]]> Thu, 21 May 2020 07:02:58 UTC SummerDaze Lesbian Stories 1 1 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/lesbian-stories/the-spanish-lady-i-met-in-the-elevator-3/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/double-massage-therapy/
I'm feeling horney and I go to massage parlor just to try to see if I can get a happy ending lol. I go and there's a very attractive woman behind the desk and she smiles as me as I approach. She asks what she could help me with and I look at her grinning and say I'm here for a happy massage and I wink. She blushes a little bit and precedes to ask if I want it deep tissue or just a topical. I think about it for a second I told her I want the deep tissue. She looks at me and goes and gets kind of rough with the deep tissue so we bind your legs and arms so you can't hurt yourself if you flinch. my cock gets super hard thinking about what's going to be done to it and I without thinking say yeah yeah tie me up. She smiles ask for my credit card and needs me to a room. After I undress and lay down and not comes to the door and I respond with a quick come in. A cute little asian girl comes in and tells me to lay down and get comfortable so she can tie me to the table. Before she leaves the room she puts a towel over my eyes and turns on some soft music and tells me to relax.

10 minutes have to go by when I hear the door open and footsteps but not a word is said. I feel hot oil being dripped all over my body and hands massaging it in my chest my arms my stomach my legs and a quick 2 stroke on my cock. The massage is going well I'm feeling great till I feel the table moving and my legs lifting and pushing back just enough to expose my asshole. Now the oil and hands are busy working the new exposed area and I am beginning to like my asshole caressed and probed a little and moan without thinking.

I hear the door open and close again and more footsteps come in. Again nothing is said. Massaging begins again up on my chest and I can tell the are standing above my head. I flinch when I feel another set of hands rubbing my inner thighs and ass. The slow stroking of my cock and I'm massaging up my anus bring me to moan again. I blurt out that it feels so good to to have it played with and both set of hands stop and I hear what sounds like a bottle open and I start to expect more oil. Oil never came, instead a pressure on my asshole that was a lot bigger than a finger. I pause and then start to wiggle trying to get the towel off my eyes but it was too late. The hands that had softly rubbed my body now firmly grasped my hips and the pressure turned into penetration. I went to say stop when my head was turned to the side and took advantage of my open hole sliding something thick into my mouth.

I'm not going to lie, I was scared and turned on at the same time. My cock was being tugged one every 5 times I got pounded and my mouth was full of what I imagine was a cock. I moaned uncontrollably, conflicted as I was it felt good. Finally someone spoke and then removed my towel over my eyes. It was 2 guys laughing and smiling at me. One barked at me asking how it felt to be fucked like a woman. He continued to mock me saying I want a happy ending I want a happy ending. The other one pushed his cock deep in my mouth and asked me I was going to drink every drop to earn my happy ending. I didn't answer and he shook my head wiggling his cock in my mouth and in a funny voice said yes Daddy I'll drink it all. Any pull describe how he told me to repeat it again I was silent and again his cock was thrust deep into my throat and he did the voice again saying please please Daddy let me drink you. Pulling out again you said say it! And I complied I said please Daddy let me drink it see me drink it all. An app that the guy stuffing my ass stopped came around and filled my mouth with his cock 2 maybe three times he pushed into my mouth then he started to come I could feel every shot of his load down my throat.

How the other guy got to my ass so quickly and was already balls deep in me I'll never know. He pounding my ass just furious while the other guy started to suck me. As he pounded hard and in my ass the other guy was blowing me hard and each time has cock went in all the way I came a little bit and it felt great. Finally he pushed in and bounced harder and harder inside me as he came in my ass. I came completely too while he was still deep in me. The intensity of the cum was incredible and I let out a very satisfied grunt.

I plan on getting the full service again soon. ]]> Thu, 12 Dec 2019 16:47:19 UTC Sexualgambit Gay Stories 2 2 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/double-massage-therapy/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/big-booty-boy-stories-my-first-big-black-cock/
This story continues from After School Bathroom Fuck, where it’s the following Monday after school and John and Michael are horny teens wanting to fuck.

It’s now the next week, Monday, and school just ended. Michael and I are at my locker and talking quietly to each other. Even though Michael and I were caught last Friday by one of the school’s janitors, Mr. Jay, we were both horny as fuck. We didn’t want to wait until we got to my house because there was a chance that my mom would be home. Also, our sexual desires clouded our judgement.

I ask Michael, “Did you see Mr. Jay here today? I didn’t see him at all today.” Michael says, “You know what? I didn’t see him either, maybe he has today off.” I say, “That makes sense cause usually I see him in the halls throughout the day.”

Thinking that we are safe from getting caught again, Michael and I go together to the school’s Math building and up to the third floor student bathroom. We were going for round two and we both wanted it bad.

We stupidly didn’t check the stalls as we were in a hurry to get naughty. Once we entered the bathroom, I dropped my school backpack on the floor and I quickly got on my knees. Michael quickly unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out. I immediately took Michael’s dick into my mouth and I started sucking it.

Not even thirty seconds into sucking on Michael’s dick, all of a sudden, Mr. Jay, emerges from the last stall and says, “Don’t fucking move! Both of you, stay right there. You do remember our conversation on Friday, right?” My now asshole friend, Michael, quickly pulled his dick out of my mouth, zipped up, grabbed his backpack and ran out of the bathroom. I was in total panic mode that I froze and couldn’t move, plus running away probably wouldn’t help the situation.

Mr. Jay says, “If you run too John, I’m going to report you, both of you. He then walks over to the bathroom door, peeks his head out and then closes the door. He says, “That asshole took off, wow what a friend he is.” Mr. Jay grabs his set of janitor keys from his pocket and locks the bathroom door. He says, “That’s so nobody walks in unexpectedly while we talk.”

There I am, on my knees, some saliva on my chin, in total panic mode. I say, “Oh fuck, please Mr. Jay, please, I don’t want to get expelled from school. My parents will kill me.” Mr. Jay says, “I recall, we had the same conversation on Friday but you still came back here to fuck today. What am I going to do?”

I am desperate and I really don’t want any of this getting out to anyone else so I have to do whatever Mr. Jay wants to keep him quiet.

I say, “Mr. Jay, I’ll do whatever you want, just please do not report us. I’ll do anything you want.” Then I repeated the word, “anything” slowly, maybe giving him some ideas. I have a feeling that he would accept some type of sexual favor to stay quiet as on Friday he watched me ride Michael, said some suggested things and he also watched me get dressed.

Mr. Jay’s face lights up and he has this naughty smirk on his face and I am pretty sure now I know what he’s going to ask for, my big white ass.

Mr. Jay stands in front of me and looks down at me. My head is at his crotch area. He says, “Anything I want, really?” I look up at him and I say, “Yes, anything you want.” He says, “So you never had black dick before, right? Want to try one?”

I knew it, I fucking knew he was going to go there, but I wasn’t angry, I was kind of turned on that he wanted me. I’m getting blackmailed into having sex with another older man, this must be my thing.

I say, “Yes I want to try one, but if we fuck, are we cool? You won’t report us?”

Mr. Jay says, “If you let me have my way with you right now, then yea I won’t report you or your friend, but I was also hoping we could be friends, maybe do this again at some point. Maybe you could come to my place one night? Would you be interested in that?” He pauses and then says, “If you say no, it’s ok, I won’t hold it against you and bring up the past.”

I think about it for a few seconds and I say, “Yea we can do that, but just so we’re clear, this is just for fun, as friends, no relationship stuff.” Mr. Jay, “No doubt, that’s what I meant.” I smile and I say, “Ok, then yea we can be fuck friends.” He says, “Awesome.” My nerves are finally starting to calm down as I’m feeling more relaxed with Mr. Jay then just a minute ago.

Mr. Jay undoes his pants and lets them drop down to his knees along with his boxers. His semi-hard big black dick, looks like it’s seven or eight long inches, just hangs down in front of my face. Mr. Jay says, “Why don’t you take off your clothes. We’re safe in here as the door is locked. If someone comes by I’ll just say I’m cleaning in here.”

I get up off my knees and I start taking off my clothes as Mr. Jay watches me. I take off my sneakers, shirt, pants and boxers, so I just have my socks on now. Mr. Jay says, “No thong huh, I’m a little disappointed.” He chuckles and then says, “Bring your sneakers over here, you can kneel on them so you don’t hurt your knees.” I’m a little touched that he cares about me not hurting my knees, while I suck his dick.

I bring my sneakers over to where Mr. Jay is standing and I put them down. I then kneel down on the sneakers. I get a close up look at Mr. Jay’s black dick and I say, “Oh my god, your dick is so big, I’m not sure it’s going to fit in my ass.” Mr. Jay says, “Don’t worry I won’t ram it all in your ass. You got that lube you had on Friday? We probably gonna need it.” I say, “Yea it’s in my backpack.”

Mr. Jay says, “Good, but before that, go ahead, stroke my dick, lick it, suck it, get it nice and hard.” I take his big black dick in my left hand and I start stroking it back and forth. I’ve seen videos with big black dicks but holding one in real life is amazing.

As I’m stroking his dick, I see his big balls hanging there and I get a sudden urge. I put my tongue on his balls and I start licking them all over. Mr. Jay moans and says, “Oh yes, don’t forget the balls, nice job. My last bitch wouldn’t touch my balls, had to stop seeing her.” I take turns licking and sucking on his balls as he enjoys that a lot and I can feel his dick getting harder in my hand as I do this.

After maybe a minute or two of stroking Mr. Jay’s dick and licking his balls, I take the head of his dick into my mouth. Mr. Jay moans and then says, “Fuck yes, you know what Daddy likes.”

Mr. Jay says, “Oh are you ok with me calling you names as we do this? It’s nothing personal, it just gets me more in the mood. And call me Daddy, I like it when my bitches call me that.”

I move my head back so his dick comes out of my mouth and I say, “That’s cool with me, you can call me whatever, it’s in the moment, I don’t mind at all Daddy.” We both chuckle and I then go back to work, taking the head of his dick into my mouth. I suck on the head first, then I slowly take more of his dick into my mouth.

I start moving my head back and forth, sucking on maybe three or four inches of Mr. Jay’s long black dick. Mr. Jay moans and then says, “Yea bitch, suck Daddy’s dick. Suck that black dick, I know you been wanting to do this.” I stroke the shaft of his dick while sucking on the three or four inches I can fit into my mouth.

After a few minutes of sucking on Mr. Jay’s dick, he says, “It’s time for Daddy to get in that white ass. Stand up and turn around.” I stop sucking on Mr. Jay’s dick, I stand up and I stand in front of the large wide mirror at the bathroom sinks. Mr. Jay walks up behind me and rubs his hands all over my ass cheeks. He lightly spanks my ass cheeks a few times and then he rubs his big hard dick against my ass cheeks. I even feel some pre-cum on my ass cheeks as he rubs his dick on me. Feeling his warm hands and dick on my ass is getting me so hot.

Mr. Jay has me bend over the sink and he applies my lube to my ass hole. He gets the lube inside my ass hole and all around the outside of it too. I look in the mirror and watch him with anticipation. He then puts some lube on his dick and puts the head of his dick against my ass hole, but he’s having a tough time getting it inside me as I’m so tight.

Mr. Jay says, “You’re so tight, I can’t get in there, Daddy likes this tight ass but let’s try this, put your right leg up on the sink. That should help get your ass hole open a little more.” I lift my right leg and put it on the sink as he said. Mr. Jay puts his right hand on my right ass cheek and pushes it to the side to open me up. He then slowly presses his big black dick against my ass hole. I feel his wet dick press up against my dripping with lube ass hole and we both moan as his dick finally enters my ass.

I try to keep calm and I try to relax myself as I feel more of Mr. Jay’s dick slides inside my ass. As he slides another inch into my ass, Mr. Jay says, “Oh fuck this feels good. You like this black meat filling your white ass, bitch?” I say, “Fuck yes Daddy, fill my white ass with your black dick.”

Mr. Jay grabs my ass cheeks with his hands and starts sliding his dick back and forth in my ass. He has some big hands as he has a good hold of my ass cheeks. We both moan as he fucks me. I look in the mirror and watch Mr. Jay move his hips back and forth, fucking me slowly at first and then moving to a good hard pace. It’s turning me on seeing Mr. Jay tower over me and have his way with my ass.

I moan and then I say, “Daddy, you like fucking my big white ass?” Mr. Jay says, “Fuck yes. Haven’t had white ass this good in some time.” I say, “Oh yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck my fat ass! Fuck that white ass!”

After another minute of constant fucking my ass without stopping, Mr. Jay moans and then says, “I’m gonna fucking cum soon. Fuck, this feels too fucking good.” I say, “Where do you want to cum Daddy?” Mr. Jay says, “This is my first time fucking you, so I gotta fill your ass with my seed. So don’t move, stay right there.”

I say, “Give me all your cum Daddy.” Mr. Jay lets go of my ass cheeks, wipes his forehead clear of sweat and then holds my hips as he fucks my ass harder. A few more hard thrusts into my ass and then Mr. Jay says, “Oh fuck bitch, I’m cumming!”

We both moan as I feel Mr. Jay’s dick start shooting his warm cum deep into my ass. I moan and then I say, “Fuck yes Daddy, give it to me!” Mr. Jay keeps thrusting his dick back and forth in my ass until he finishes cumming inside me.

When Mr. Jay finishes cumming inside me, he slides his dick out of my ass and taps it against my ass cheeks a few times. I moan and then I say, “Yea Daddy, spank my fat ass with that monster black cock. Oh my god, you’re so fucking big.” He gives my ass a few more taps with his dick.

Mr. Jay says, “You liked your first big black cock fucking your white ass?” I say, “Fuck yea, that was fun. We definitely need to do this again sometime.” Mr. Jay says, “Damn right we are. You wanna exchange phone numbers so you know, we can meet up sometime?” I say, “Yea.” I take my right leg off the sink and get my phone from my backpack. We exchange phone numbers.

After exchanging phone numbers, Mr. Jay says, “Can I take a picture of that ass with my cum in it?” I smile and I say, “Sure, but please send me it too.” I bend over the sink and I hold my ass cheeks apart. Mr. Jay takes a few pictures and then sends them to my phone. Then he puts his phone down and rubs his hands on my ass cheeks.

After maybe a minute of Mr. Jay rubbing my ass cheeks, we both realize that we should get dressed and leave before someone finds us. So we get dressed, leave the bathroom and go our separate ways.

The end

Check out my website for more hot stories. ]]> Thu, 11 Apr 2019 18:44:46 UTC bbbstories Gay Stories 2 2 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/big-booty-boy-stories-my-first-big-black-cock/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/lesbian-stories/wifes-best-friend-comes-out-of-the-closet/



Her best friend Barb who she has known since before HS said she had always had desire for women but was afraid to say anything, not even to my wife her best friend for three decades so much so they used to go everywhere together to clubs stayed over each other’s houses, bars, spend vacations down the shore where they always shared a room
Well my wife even told me Barb was always very comfortable with her body as she is drop dead gorgeous and my wife felt like her homely friend which is far from the truth.

Barb would often walk around naked or topless and it’s a girl thing most don't mind my wife never thought much of it
Barb is 5'8” tall natural blonde 36C tight tummy and firm ass looks just like she did in school I will dig up a pic of her later
So one night they were out at a bar while down the shore and got really drunk so they staggered back to the hotel room even though guys were hitting on them, but Barb wanted no part of them and refused their advances, my wife innocently thought it was sweet her best friend was looking out for her or so it seemed.
My wife was going to get changed into a tank top and shorts but was so drunk she just walked around naked like Barb would always do then Barb said to her you know I wish I had your tits and my wife laughed she said these things cupping her large melons holding them up as if to show them off. They’re are the only thing I’ve got going for me, so they laughed, and my wife said Barb copped a feel and messaged her big 38DD melon tweaking her nipple and they laughed again and my wife jokingly moaned and said oh baby oh baby, then Barb planted a kiss on one of her nipples and actually sucked on it, my wife giggled and laughed again trying to be funny having no clue what she was doing to her friend. having no clue what she was doing to her friend. well it didn't take much time before my wife passed out on the bed dead drunk.

My wife told me the whole story of how when Barb came out to her it revealed all of what really happened that night at the Jersey shore. My wife had told me that she dreamed she was getting fucked or having sex but dismissed it and just attributed it to being a horny 19 year old who needed to get laid. The next day they were both really hungover and Barb let her rest her head against her boobs and they pretty much spent the entire day in bed together with my wife being the patient and Barb being the healer comforting best friend. So now fast forward to about a years ago when one night Barb calls and asked my wife to meet her for a drink or maybe a lot of drinks as she had something to tell her.
When they met for drinks it took more than a few cocktails for Barb to confess to my wife about what really happened that night and said she had a sexual experience more so than an affair with some woman that changed her completely and that ever since then she had always felt like she was more attracted to women than men.

So now all the pieces were falling into place, which my wife attributes to her new found sexuality with the same sex she now recognized the signs so much more clearly which previously she had been oblivious to. The nudity the laying her head on her breasts, the kissing but that's what girls do right? plus always complimenting her on her on her tits for years mind you. So, my wife said she almost spit her drink through her nose when Barb told her she lusted after my wife for years, then the real bombshell.
Do you remember that night at the shore when we were both drunk and naked?
My wife said the light bulb went off over her head she asked, did you? Barb responded yes, I did I couldn't help myself, I'm so sorry. My wife not knowing what to say or think said what came natural its fine, its ok we're best friends please. Barb her best friend who didn’t know about her recent lesbian experience, so it was titillating for her. So, my wife asked well what did you do that was so bad She said she first rubbed my wife’s legs trying to wake her up but nothing, she continued to rub her legs yet still nothing from my wife, so she continued rubbing her inner thighs making her way closer and closer to her honey pot. Barb said she then gently rubbed her breasts and nipples.

My wife was amazed at all the detail which Barb had no problem recalling. She continued until she got really brave and fingered her pussy, she first rubbed the outside of her lips gently with her fingers and cautiously parted her lips and massaged her wetness with her finger until she gently eased one finger inside her pussy, All my wife could do was blush and said you did, yes I did she replied.

She told my wife all you did was moan a few times and almost had a half smile on your face, which gave her some courage to do deeper and do more, so she slipped in a second then a third finger and was slowing finger fucking her super wet pussy. My wife said I was that wet she said yes you were, maybe it was that cute guy at the club you kept looking at staring at his cock all night, and they both laughed my wife saying I did not oh yes you did.

She kept fingering her pussy and licking her fingers of her juices. With the other hand she gently massaged her breasts with a feather light touch so and not to do anything to abrupt that would wake her up and then stopped rubbing her nipples when they were rock hard and even gently kissed them and blew on them. (Which is actually something my wife loves done to them.) eventually Barb gave into her lustful repressed desires and with reckless abandon not caring anymore started to lick my wife's pussy. She gently licked her pussy that knowing my wife must have been wet by now, it doesn't take very much stimulation trust me. I can only imagine that Barb's gentleness combined with my wife's love for tequila back in those days is what kept her from waking. (I have to wonder what it would have been like if she had)

So, Barb was softly crying saying oh I'm so sorry I did that, but I've always loved you more than you knew. My wife told her it was ok and said well if I was that wet, I must have liked it and they both laughed, and Barb said oh my you were very wet like soaking the sheets wet.
My wife consoled her gave her a big long kiss on the mouth looked straight in her eyes and told her it was ok we're best friends nothing to worry about.

(What Barb didn't know at the time was that my wife had her first lesbian experience some months earlier with her co-worker, so she was in touch with her feelings for women in an entirely different way)

My wife said really I'm ok with it, oh so where my nipples hard too she laughingly asked....because if so then I must have really liked it then, they both laughed my wife trying to make her best friend feel ok and Barb said yeah they were really, really hard and really, really big this was years before she had kids. Barb proclaimed I was envious of you actually, jealous that you have such big boobs and such great nipples especially that night, with that my wife put her hand in her blouse and pulls her bra exposing her nipple looking at it, oh like this she asked? Taking advantage of their location in the dimly lit establishment Barb took that as in invitation and softly rubbed her nipple without one bit of protest from my wife. Yes, like this and she leaned over and kissed my wife on the lips. My wife had to put a halt to their impromptu fun always being the ever conscious one with good judgement and knowing that her nipples being stimulated like that was her one true weakness her kryptonite

So, they left the bar just before closing and went out to her car which was parked in the back of the lot as she was fashionably late as usual, and they talked some more about what had happened and my wife said next thing she knows is Barb has her hand on her knee. My wife mind you is still dressed from work and was wearing a skirt. My wife said she did nothing to stop her then took her Barb’s hand and moved her hand up to her crotch and said YES I am ok with it leaning over giving her a kiss on the mouth, the two kissed intently, seamlessly my wife reclined her seat just short of laying fully horizontal with no fear of being seen by the ultra-dark windows of a finely engineered German automobile Barb slipped her one hand inside my wife's blouse and into her bra and continued what she started in the bar fondling her massive 38DD melon my wife voluntarily unbuttoned her red satin blouse giving Barb full access to her massive melons she undid the front clasp of her black satin and lace engineering marvel of a bra by doing so her tits seemed to spring out of the captive enclosures. My wife always being one that must have everything match was wearing black satin and lace panties now completely soak with her juices, matching black garter belt and black thigh high stocking. Barb paused for a moment and smiled looking at her laying there with her tits exposed her wild blonde hair flowing over the headrest and just smiled and said my God you are so beautiful, I can’t believe this is happening it’s like the best wet dream I’ve ever had. My wife looked up and her and just smiled. Barb now leaned in and started licking her breast like she was licking an ice cream cone and sucking on her nipples Barb eventually made her way to my wife’s now wet panties, my wife lifted her ass slightly off the plush leather seat and pulled her leather miniskirt up giving her new lover better access to her pussy Barb eventually slipped them to one side and rubbed her pussy lips and eventually found her clit and slipped a couple of fingers into her pussy, my wife confessed to me later that night that she so wanted her to lick her pussy, when I said so why didn’t you just ask, she confessed she was so overwhelmed and caught up in what was happening and the intensity of it all that she could barely compose her thoughts let alone words
Eventually Barb found her G spot with one hand while the other was massaging her tits and playfully tugging at her hard nipples she then skillfully brought her to orgasm, before my wife could let out a loud moan of pleasure which surely would have attracted attention from three towns away Barb stuck her tongue down her throat and the two French kissed intently. My wife described the orgasm as over the top with intensity so much, so her entire body was shaking. It took her minutes to catch her breath and compose herself, fix her cloths, when she brought the seat back up and was attempting to hook her bra for the ride home, Barb complimented her on her choice of lingerie, my wife smiled and said do you really like them she replied yes I do there really beautiful. Right there my wife had decided she was going lingerie shopping at her favorite boutique the follow day to get her new lover a gift, it’s just the way my wife is a very giving person in many respects. My wife teasingly smiled at her with her signature impish grin saying maybe I’ll drive home with the girls just hanging out (something she has done on several occasions usually alcohol driven of course. She looked at Barb and said well I do have to give you something to think about on the ride home. Barb had a bit of a shocked look on her face not a look of disapproval but simply shocked in as she thought my wife had outgrown her exhibitionist side from her younger days. Barb said well it may be a bit much, so my wife said yes, your right and buttoned up her blouse but leaving her breast bared and free with her bra unhooked. The two said they’re good nights which of course entailed hugs and goodbye kisses

I was like awestruck by this detailed account knowing my wife and just had a sexual encounter with her best friend who I have known as long my wife and I have been together. I was barely able to speak when she told me all this. Even though her name was mentioned by me when asked if she had any desires on anyone else perhaps one of her friends I never for a minute would have imagined this would happen.
So, my wife told me every last detail and said after she came, they just kissed a bit more all they did
I said a little. She said well I felt both bad and turned on she was visually upset almost shaking, so I put my arms around her, and it just happened. I assured her that I was ok with it and I understood. So, she said we kissed, and I said so what you guys kiss all the time, my wife said no not like that kind of kissing I was like oh, she said laughingly it's not like I'm gay or anything and we both laughed, I said no your happily Bi. She smiled and said yes, I guess I am very happy right now

I said well did you like it, knowing how hard she took the rejection of her first girlfriend dumping and knowing how tight her and Barb were all the while secretly hoping they would be involved in a relationship because that would make her very happy. All she said was you're such a guy everything is about sex with you guys you all love seeing two women kiss and sheepishly she said well maybe I guess I did like it a lot more than I ever imagined I would but so what she's my best friend and I just felt she was hurting and didn't want to reject her. So hence the reason my wife is now very happy and content because she has a genuine best friend who loves her in every sense of the word and a husband who does too.


]]> Wed, 20 Feb 2019 03:36:55 UTC FastGlass Lesbian Stories 1 1 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/lesbian-stories/wifes-best-friend-comes-out-of-the-closet/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/first-time-naked-in-public-and-first-time-anal/
The last time I was in Mexico I had bought a bottle of Viagra just to try out and see what would happen. I had never taken ED meds before. Being 18 with a perfect working cock I never needed any help. I thought if the blue pill made me stay hard after cumming I could fuck all night and wanted to give the pills a try.

Not wanting just another computer porn cum I decided to take a drive to the spot I had seen online. It was the middle of summer and very hot at the time. The spot I was heading towards was in the desert and even hotter, the sun had set but it was still over 100f. I grabbed a few things I might need like condoms, Vaseline and water.

The cruising location was a 2hr drive but sounded hot from all the posts I had read about it, I couldn't wait to get there. As I drove down the freeway it became less and less crowded while heading out of the city. Being horny as fuck I decided to take off my clothes and drive naked. It was dark and no other drivers would be able to see me.

I grabbed the blue pills, the label stated to take 1 pill 1hr before needing them. When I was about 1hr away I took a double dose of the pills. I figured what the hell if 1 was good 2 would be twice as good. I continued driving getting more and more horny as I drove. I had to will myself not to stroke my cock. I wanted to be touched by another person and refused to stroke off.

When I was about 15 minutes away and 45 minutes after taking the drugs my cock began getting hard. By the time I arrived my cock was purple stiff and actually hurting. My manhood had an aching pain but it felt so good. I wanted to stroke but I refused myself pleasure and didn't touch my aching hard cock.

I drove around the cruising spot mentioned online located in whitewater which is just out of palm springs. It was a canyon near the mountains and the actual spot is a sandy wash or dry riverbed. I parked down a jeep trail behind some bushes since I was naked and didn't want to get out along the paved road. I saw no other cars in my area but there were dozens of jeep trails and I even noticed a back way in.

After parking my car I put my key on a necklace as I had no pockets. I grabbed my Vaseline and water and started walking down a small trail completely naked. The heat felt good on my naked body as I began walking that night. I was so fucking horny and it was still hot as hell well over 90f degrees. Walking naked in public for the first time was such a rush and my purple stiff cock bobbed up and down as I went. The moon was out that night and about half of it was visible. As I walked, the moon lighting my way, I saw many discarded condoms laying on the ground here and there, I knew this was the spot talked about online.

So far I had not seen any other people or cars. It was a weeknight so I started getting worried that I may be the only one there. The posts on the website said the best time to go was on the weekend. These thoughts didn't seem to effect my hard-on at all though as it was still purple hard and standing straight up. My stiff cock kept me going that night. I continued walking deeper and deeper into the canyon. About 15 minutes up the trail I came across a very large round and smooth granite bolder. It was about 6 feet around and maybe 3 feet high. I saw dozens of condoms at the base of this rock. One of the posts on the website had mentioned this rock, the rape rock and the poster had said it was a good spot for really hot action. Fuck I was so horny by this point I just wanted some nasty sex. I wanted to cum in the worst way! At this point I was ready to do any perverted thing that made my cock cum. I was ready to do anything, nothing was off the table. Let me explain further. I had never done anything like this before. This was my first time doing something like this. In the past I had always chased women in bars to get laid. But the internet and those nasty pictures, videos and stories had made me really curious. I mean who would know if I explored the other side? It was just me and I wanted to try something different. I wondered what it would feel like to have a hard cock up my ass or a cock spewing cum in my mouth, I was ready to get really nasty!

About that time another guy came walking down the trail from the other direction. As he got closer I could see he was naked and had a very large cock. He walked up to me I could see his cock was massive, my god the thing was incredibly big. I instantly wanted it inside me not thinking about the pain it would cause. I wanted to try and get it in my mouth and possibly my ass. I wanted it inside me, filling m up, I could not stop staring at his giant cock. No words were spoken, he stared at my body and I stared at his cock. I could tell he was horny too. Honest to God his cock was at least 11 inches long and the head, which is what made me stare, was the size of a plum. His cock was hard as hell and the girth was about the size of a large cucumber. I was so ready for some extremely nasty things to happen. I felt my cock pulse and looked down to see pre-cum dripping out the head of my sex organ.

I made the decision to let him try and fuck me. I turned around facing the granite boulder. I set the Vaseline on the rock at my side and popped off the lid. I leaned against the rock and felt its warmth from the daytime sun, it was radiating heat. The guy got behind me and reached for the jar, scooped out a handful and starting greasing his large stiff cock starting with the head. I watched in amazement as he slid his hand up and down his cock as he greased the head. It was at this point I remembered leaving the condoms in my car. Oh well they would not fit his oversized cock anyway. I guess I was getting bare-backed tonight.

Mr huge cock reached down placed his hand against my ass and spread me open. He rubbed his Vaseline slick fingers around my virgin rosebud. After a few strokes he slipped a finger up inside me. I gasped as it took my breath away, my God it felt good. He slowly worked his finger in and out simulating a cock fucking me. At one point he hooked the tip of his finger and started massaging my prostate, my cock began leaking clear fluid again. As he pushed and pulled more and more fluid oozed out the head of my cock. All that juice running down my stiff pole coated my cock and began dripping off the base of my balls.

After a few minutes of his finger fucking he inserted a second finger. He repeated the process of pumping in and out and then massaged my prostate again. I was in heaven as this stranger slowly finger fucked me and massaged my prostate. My cock was pulsing with every heart beat at this point, I was at his mercy and would have done anything Mr massive cock wanted me to do.

As he worked his fingers slowly in and out of my ass he stretched me open for his second finger to gain entry. He repeated the entire process and inserted a third then a fourth while fucking, massaging and stretching. At this point I was ready to explode. My cock was pouring out pre-cum and dripping cock juice all over the rock, there was a small puddle forming under my balls . As I write this I am shaking and sweating remembering that night. It was the hottest thing I have ever done. I guess this guy had plenty of experience trying to get his telephone pole up tight asses. He patiently worked my ass open until he thought I was ready. About ten minutes into the finger fucking he pulled his fingers out. I moaned with disappointment. It felt so good to be slowly finger fucked. He must have known my cock was ready to erupt because he never touched it. If he had I would have emptied my balls and coated the rock with hot cum.

Immediately after withdrawing his fingers he lined up the head of his cock with my ass. He began slowly pushing in while holding my hips. I leaned against the rock and arched my butt back towards him to assist entry of his fuck shaft. I read that pushing out like pooping aids entry so I gave it a try, it seemed to help. He kept pushing and the head slowly began slipping inside my tightly stretched asshole. Both of us felt the head pop in at the same time and both of us made a grunting-groaning noise. Fuck his cock was huge and it was painful tight fit. I knew this ass fucking was going to hurt. I am thankful he didn't force himself on me or rape me as he was nearly twice my size and made of solid muscle. He could have easily held me down and raped me, there would have been no way to stop him from getting really rough with me.

I’m thinking to myself, “oh shit his cock is buried in my ass and there is no stopping now”, this is really going to hurt bad. The head of his cock was so large it was rubbing against my prostate. Moving my hips back and forth he started pumped my ass on and off his cock in slow short movements. The huge head on his cock milked my prostate as more fluid leaked from my cock. The prostate fluid was a continual ooze coming out the head of my cock and running down the shaft. I was really hoping he would reach around and stroke me, I really needed it but no such luck.

Instead of fucking his shaft into me he continued to move my small hips back and forth in a sex doll sort of way. It was lie I was some kind of cum dump sex toy he was sliding on and off his cock. It actually felt really good and I was not complaining. As he slid my ass on and off his shaft he began going deeper. It was a gradual stretch the virgin asshole open sort of thing. He could have rammed home but he might have done permanent damage to my backdoor. Over and over he slid my first on then he pushed me off his greased up pole. Deeper and deeper he went as he began picking up speed.
He must have been in almost 5 inches at this point. Slowly going in and slowly going out. Picking up speed I noticed his breathing beginning to increase. Within a few minutes he was breathing hard. His movement of my hips and ass sliding on his cock started to really increase. He was sliding me deeper down on his cock and it was hard and fast, I think he was getting close to cumming.

At this point he was basically ramming his cock into me deep and violently and he was doing this by moving my ass and hips on and off his cock. I was getting ass raped by his monster cock and it was starting to really hurt. He was going so deep I felt pressure and pain deep up my ass and my cock was pulsing and throbbing with a pleasure derived from pain.

Suddenly he stopped fucking my ass and spun me around to face him. He re-entered my ass while facing me. Oh fuck I liked this way was much more, I could see his massive cock going in and out of my ass, it was so nasty. I looked down and saw my ass stretch open and slide along his cock. As he pulled out my ass stretched back out tightly gripping his cock milking it.

He wasn't moving my hips back and forth like he was when behind me. Now he was tightly gripping my waist and ramming his cock In and out of my stretched sex hole. My cock continued to ooze jiz as the large head on his milked my prostate while sliding past it. The guy was fucking me hard and his breathing was ragged, he was close to cumming. He pumped deep and hard a few more times and then held his cock all the way inside my ass. After ramming deep up my ass he grabbed my cock and began pumping furiously. Oh fuck that was all I needed and I lost all control, cumming so hard as blast after blast of milky hot sex slime went all over the both of us, my stomach, his stomach, his hand and both our cocks. It was at that point while was my asshole was clenching and un-clenching from the massive orgasm I was having I heard him begin to cum. He had forced me to cum so my asshole constricting over his cock which caused him to let loose with his load. I could feel his cock seed shooting deep inside my ass, hot blasts of cum, a thick hard cock pulsing and shooting. His eyes were closed while he held deep inside me unloading those huge balls. He was squirting rope after rope of cum coating my bowels with his seed and it was so damn hot.

After our mutual cumming I felt his cock begin to soften. He slowly withdrew his shaft from my ass and let go of my cock. His cock head popped out as it slid past my tight opening. It was then I felt his seed running out my stretched ass. That hot sticky cum ran down my inner thighs and made a sticky mess.

My cock was still rock hard thanks to the double dose of Viagra. Big cock noticed my stiff pole but didn't say anything. After pulling out he just turned and walked away, no words were ever spoken. I watched him walk away and it was then I noticed movement to my left in the bushes. There was another guy with his zipper open and he was beating his meat. Oh wow, I had a voyeur watching my sex perversions. I wondered how much he saw? It must have really turned him on because he was hard and stroking fast. I was leaning against the rock recovering from my ass rape and watching him stroke as he came out of the bushes and walked towards me. Again no words were spoken as he walked up to me. He just dropped to his knees and took my purple aching shaft into his mouth. He pumped his head back and forth and made a tight seal with his lips. A few seconds into it he started deep throating my cock. OMG his tight throat felt so good. Even though I had just cum I was going to cum again. My cock head was super sensitive and his tight throat was edging me closer.

As he slurped away he stuck his finger up my ass and started finger fucking me. That was all it took and I had my second orgasm of the night filling his mouth and throat with my seed. I grabbed his head and slammed my cock deep face fucking his mouth, oh my God it felt so good. My cock was still hard even after two orgasms. It was aching from being so hard for so long at this point. The guy pulled his mouth off shaft and stood up. He turned me around and pushed me over the rock. Within seconds he had entered my ass and was pounding away working towards his orgasm. I felt like such a whore. The guy with the huge cock before him had loosened me up and lubricated my ass for cock number two.

This guy was neither slow nor patient, he just wanted to cum. He was slamming into me and it was making squishy noises as he hard fucked my ass. At about the 3 minute mark he began getting the ragged breath and jerky motions a few seconds later he exploded in me. Again I could feel the pulsing cock and then the squirt squirt squirt of cum shooting deep inside my bowels. When he finished he held his softening cock inside me for a minute coming down from his orgasm. Once he was done using my ass he let his cock plop out. More cum ran out my ass and down the insides of the legs. What a mess I was at this point. No hiding the fact I was recently fucked hard. Especially considering the fact I had no clothes or paper towels to clean up with.

Ass fucker number two turned and walked away as well. I was left alone at this point. My cock was still rock hard and the Viagra was making this really difficult. The pills kept me horny and made me want to do more sex acts. I decided to walk up one of the trails I had not been on yet. After about five minutes the trail opened up into a wide dirt parking space well hidden from all, I saw a motor home and a few cars. I did not see any people walking around. The motor home had its door open. I watched from the bushes for a while seeing no movement. Being naked with cum leaking out my ass I did not want to just walk up and say hi. After a short time I saw a guy walking down the steps, he was zipping up and looked like he had just
cum. He got in his car and pulled away with only his parking lights on. A few minutes later a different car pulled into the dirt parking lot. I guess this was a well known spot. Another guy got out and walked around all the while looking at the motor home. He worked his way closer and closer to the land yacht. As he past the door he peeked in. I guess he liked what he saw as he stopped walking and stared at something. He then proceeded to go up the stairs and disappeared out of sight.

My curiosity had the best of me and I told myself I would just peer through the windows. I had no intention of going in. I wanted to see what was happening. I had my suspicions of what was happening but being horny as fuck with an aching hard cock the little head was doing the thinking. I walked up to the back hoping to peek in the low back window, unfortunately the drapes were drawn. I walked around to the side but the windows were to high. I decided to walk around the front making my way to the door to look in. From the open front door I could see multiple naked men all were stroking their cocks. Oh fuck this was so nasty I had to go in at this point. I made my way up the steps. All heads turned to look at the new comer. Upon entering I got sized up quickly and most saw the dried cum on my stomach and shiny cum leaking down my legs.

One of the guys closest grabbed my hand and led me to the back bedroom. There were numerous guys in the bedroom, all naked, all stroking. One guy was just climbing off the bed and I was led to take his place. Oh shit what was I getting into? Once on the bed I was guided into a doggy position. One of the guys quickly sat in front of my face leaning against the headboard. My head was guided down to his crotch. He lifted his cock to my lips and in it went. I was now sucking my first cock. I could feel the bed moving and felt another person climbing on behind me. He slid his fingers up and down my ass. Both of us could feel the slime from the last two ass fucks I recently had. He wasted no time and began rubbing his hard cock around my back door. Once the head of his cock was coated in leaking cum he pushed inside me. My ass was well lubed and still not back to normal from the two previous ass fucks. The new guy seem to enjoy my lubed ass and just started plowing in with no foreplay or buildup.

So there I was sucking my first cock and getting pounded from behind. It wasn't long before the guy with the cock in my mouth grabbed my head and started using force to make himself cum. He fucked his shaft deep into my mouth hitting the back of my throat making me gag. About the same time the guy in my back grabbed my waist and started really fucking me hard. Both guys were frantically working towards a hard fast cum.

So there I was on the bed on my hands and knees taking it from both ends. One of the other guys watching the action climbed on the bed laying on his back with his head between my legs. He opened his mouth and took my stiff hard cock between his lips, oh fuck did it feel good. It didn’t take long before I started feeling really good. I was close to cumming and the guy just kept sucking me deep into his mouth. The pressure built up until I began filling his mouth with my cum. The guy in my ass and mouth heard me moaning and shortly after released their own loads inside me shooting gobs of cum in my well used body. My own orgasm refused to to stop and I must have shot 20 hot ropes of cum into the guys mouth, It felt so fucking good being triple teamed and he was doing his best to swallow all my cum.

The two guys on the bed working my mouth and ass finished up and got off the bed. Two more guys standing by the bed took their place, the guy sucking my cock never stopped. He just kept sucking for all he was worth. I think my permanently hard cock motivated his sucking. The new guys getting on the bed wasted no time inserting their hard cocks into me. Once again my mouth and ass were full of hard cocks and I was being used as a cum receptical. And so it went all night long. I entered the motor home at 1am and became a sex slave for the next 6hrs until the sun started rising.

Guy after guy took his place either in my ass or mouth and used me to unload their nuts. At one point I really think some of the guys were coming back for seconds and thirds. I lost track of how many guys came in my ass and mouth but it was well over 30.

Once all the guys were finished using me and cumming I still had to walk back to my car naked and coated with cum only now in broad daylight. I saw few more men as I walked back. They all wanted me to stop and service them. All noticed the gobs of cum around my face and ass and on my legs. Fuck I was covered in the stuff, what a mess. About half way back I passed the rock again. Sure enough there was another guy standing there sporting a long hard cock. His cock was really long, maybe 9 inches total. My cock was still semi-hard as I walked by hoping to get to my car. He walked over to me, blocking my way and started stroking my cock, I got hard again. He dropped to his knees and sucked my cock bringing me close to cumming with his tongue and lips. He stopped sucking, stood up and walked me over to the rock leaning me over. He got behind me and guided his cock inside my ass wasting no time fucking my ass deep and hard. Within minutes we had a crowd and most were jerking off while they watched. Fuck I was sore and tired and just wanted this to end. I didn't want a crowd or to be team fucked again. The guy fucking my ass came in me and pulled out. Another guy tried to take his place but I walked away with cum dripping out my freshly spermed asshole.

Finally I got back to my car, got dressed and got the hell out of there. What a night!
Yes this really happened! It was my first time out doing crazy stuff but not my last. I will post more later.







]]> Mon, 21 Jan 2019 19:33:49 UTC pubnude Gay Stories 0 0 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/first-time-naked-in-public-and-first-time-anal/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/fateful-encounter/
With that said, I have mixed feeling about what happened, and when it creeps back into my thoughts, and I end up remembering back to when it took place, I find myself remembering every little detail of that fateful time in my life.

It feels sometimes that I want it to happen again or that I could somehow go back and experience it again, but soon after, I wish I could forget it ever happened.

Introduction

I had just turned fifteen and being I was somewhat of a delinquent, skipping classes, I ended up hanging out at the local game room by the high school. I was a rather shy young man and I had had several girl friends over the years, but I was still a virgin, even though I had plenty of opportunities.

Anyway, I was spending a lot of time at the game room during the day with friends, instead of going to class, and had started to become good friends with a man that I thought worked there, but soon discovered he was the owner of the game room. His name was John, he was probably 10 or 15 years older than I was, had dark skin and dark hair, and he was very friendly. One noticeable feature was that he had a fake arm. I know it’s weird, but it made him come across less intimidating.

During the day everyone at the school liked hanging out up at the game room, so much that we even ended up there at night, and on the weekend. There were pinball machines and video games lining the walls, foosball machines in the middle, and they even sold records and cassettes.

At first, I really did not take notice of John too much, but I think he must have been watching me and noticed how much time I was spending at the game room. In addition, I think at some point he must have decided to see if he could somehow persuade me to have a relationship with him.

At the time, I thought he was just being friendly because our interactions were all very innocent and our conversations were nothing more than the casual, "Hello" as I entered the game room or asking for change to play some of the games. However, it soon progressed to where he would give me free games on the pinball machines when I was hanging out there.

As our friendship grew, he soon started asking me to go out for breakfast and lunch with him. At first I was reluctant to go, but eventually John convinced me it would be okay. I enjoyed the attention and gradually looked at him as a good friend. However, I was very naïve, and had no idea John was gay, but it would soon become quite evident.

I actually looked forward to skipping classes to hang out at the game room, even though my grades were hurting, and like I said, “I did liked the attention I was getting.” With that said, I think it’s important to mention there were even a couple times when the attendants working at the game room started offering me pot and pills. I don’t know how it fits, but there must have been some reason.


Any way, going out for breakfast or lunch, had become more and more frequent and our conversations were innocent, at least on the surface. However, as I reflect back he obviously had an ulterior motive, looking for an opening, feeling out the situation, hoping he could somehow persuade me to sleep with him.

There was one particular day that stands out and when I think about what happened, it was a turning point in our friendly relationship. We were out for breakfast on day, and our simple conversation turned to a conversation about girls and sex. John asked if I had ever been with a girl and at the time, I had been with several girlfriends, however I had not gone all the way, but I wasn't going to tell him that, so I simply told him, "Yea."

We talked about what color hair we liked, boobs, asses, etc., and we even laughed a little, but John then asked me when was the last time I had sex. After a short pause, I inadvertently let it slip that I had actually never had sex before.

He was shocked a little and asked, "Why not," and continued by saying, "Maybe you like guys."

I paused but quickly told him, "No, I like girls, not guys."

He quickly said, "Then why haven't you done it yet?"

I told him that I just hadn't had the chance.

The conversation paused for a little bit and then he asked, "Do you ever think guys are attractive?"

I quickly said, "No," and John continued the questioning by asking, "So, when you're watching a movie and there's a guy in the movie, you never say to yourself, Hey, he's good looking."

I again said, "No, I never thought that."

John chuckled and quickly tried to calm me down by agreeing that he knew I only like girls, which kind of put me at ease and our conversation returned to a more innocent level. However, it was about to take another turn as the conversation paused again. I could sense John was looking at me and as he asked if everything was ok, I looked up and nodded my head.

John quickly said that he really enjoyed my company and told me it was really nice to have someone like me to talk with. Agreeing, I nodded my head, which gave John a little time to gather his thoughts, looking for a way to steer the conversation in a direction that would not only calm my thoughts, but provide him a way to find out if he could get me to go with him to his apartment.

He subtly told me he was sorry if I was embarrassed, and as I nodded my head and told him it was ok, John smiled and said, "Good," and proceeded by again saying that he understood that I only like girls, and as I nodded my head again, the conversation paused. John then casually mentioned that he was bisexual, and looking up at him wondering what he meant, the conversation paused again; I had never heard that term before and sense I was naive about what he was telling me, he asked if I know what that was.

I simply told him, "No, I didn't," and as I looked at him, he smiled, seeming relishing in the opportunity to explain what it was.

He started by saying that he was attracted to girls like I was and then continued by telling me that sometimes he found guys attractive too. I was a little confused, but as John continued he explained that he like having sex with girl but continued that if he found a guy attractive, and they hit it off, he also enjoyed sleeping with guys too.

I was shocked, but after a pause he continued the conversation by asking what I thought about it. I didn’t know what to say or what to do, so I simply told him that I wasn't sure. I was confused as our conversation paused for a second and I asked myself, "Why was he telling me this," but it would soon become very apparent.

As we sat there, John must have known the topic was making me uncomfortable, because he now tried to change the subject by saying, "I'm glad I was able to tell you that," and hesitantly I acknowledged him. He continued by saying, "You've been a good friend, it’s really nice to hang out with you." It kind of put my mind at ease and it was nice to hear but then John said, "I gotta tell you, I'm attracted to you."

Oh my god, what was he saying?

He then said, "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable, but I've even thought about asking you to come over to my apartment, but I wasn't sure how you'd take it."

A sudden feeling of uneasiness came over me about the conversation and after another pause, I think he realized he might have gone to far and to fast. I did not know what to do; this man was my only way back to school and he just told me he was attracted to me.

He quickly told me not to worry, that he was not going to do anything unless I felt the same way, but that he wanted me to know how he felt. I was speechless and didn't know what to say, and I think he knew the subject was making me nervous, but he finished by asking me what I thought. I simply said, "I don't know."

He soon realized that he might have just lost the opportunity to have sex with me and said, "Come on, let's go," suggesting it was time to leave.

The Enticement

As we left the restaurant and headed back to the game room, he pressed the issue a little more by saying, "I hope you'll think about it," and told me that I had been such a good friend that he would give me anything I wanted. I again didn't know what to say, but he continued by mentioning he would get me a girl, give me money, anything I wanted. He wasn't going to let it alone, but I again said, "I don't know."

I felt uncomfortable with the thought of being alone with him at his apartment, and the rest of the way back to the game room, I was quiet. When we finally pulled into the parking lot, he again asked me to please think about it and to let him know what I would like. I nodded my head and told him that I would think about it, how could I not, He had just told me he wanted me to come over to his apartment to have sex with him, and it wasn't sit well with me, but I did think about it.

A few days later, I did venture back to the game room to hang out with friends and when he saw me, he approached me and asked if I had thought about his offer. I told him that I had thought about it but I wasn't sure about it.

He said, "Come on, let's go get something to eat."

I felt pressured to go and in the car on our way to the restaurant, he asked what it was that I would really like to have. I told him nothing and he was now hard-pressed to get an answer and again asked, "Come on, there has to be something you would really like to have."

At the restaurant, we did not really talk about much, but I felt that he wanted to continue to find out what it would take to get me in bed, because he continued to pressure me. Eventually, I told him that I would really like to have a car. He smiled and at that moment, I knew I had just given him the opening he was looking for. Pausing, he asked what kind of car I would like to have. I told him I wasn't sure, but he needed to get an answer so he kept probing to know what kind. He asked if I liked Camaros, Firebirds, Mustangs, etc. and I told him I really wasn't sure what I wanted, and I think I knew I couldn't commit, but he didn't want to lose this chance to hopefully coerce me to have sex with him.

We left the restaurant and as we were driving back to the game room, he said to let him know what kind of car I wanted and he told me he would try to get it for me, whatever kind It was. For some reason I felt okay with this conversation, because naively I thought he had just said he'd get a car for me, and all I had to do is tell him what kind of car I want and he would get it for me, no strings attached. However, I was only thinking about having a car, not thinking that I was also giving him the opportunity to have sex with me, and probably not just once, but many times.

When we pulled into the parking lot, he reminded me to let him know what kind of car I would like, and when I said I would, he immediately asked if I would be able to tell him tomorrow. I told him I would try and as when we got out of the car and went inside the game room, we went our separate ways.

He had really got me thinking about what kind of car I would like to have and as I thought about all the different kinds of cars, one that I kept coming to mind and it was a 1956 Chevy, but what would happen if I actually went through with it and told him? I was not sure, but the next day when I went over to the game room, there he was and he came up to me and asked if I had made a decision. I was unsure as to how to answer, but I said that I had made a decision. He said, "Great, let's go for a drive and you can tell me!" He was obviously excited as we left in his car and I told him that I would really like to have a '56 Chevy. He told me that he would start looking for one. I then told him that I wanted it to be a two door with a V8 and I would like it to be midnight blue. He said he would get right on it.

A few days later, when I was up at the game room, he came up to me and told me he had found the car and said that we should take a drive and talk about it. I was excited and in the car, he was very good and told me he had seen the car, it was very nice, all it needed was to be painted, and that I could have it in a week or so. Again, I was so excited to see it and drive it, but now he had a question for me.

He said, "Well, since I found the car, do you think you'd like to come over to my apartment now."

I did not know what to say and in all actuality, I had to know there was a catch to this whole thing. After a short pause he said, "I'll tell you what, you come over to my place with me tomorrow afternoon and try it, if you don't like it, we can stop and you can still have the car, what do you say."

I didn't know what to say, I wanted the car, but l wasn't sure about going with him. We returned to the game room and as we parked, he told me to come by tomorrow and let him know what I want to do. Again, I was eager to have a car but worried about what would happen at his apartment, but I think in someway I was curious but the excitement of having the car was overpowering.

His Apartment

The next day, I went up to the game room around noon and was nervous about what was going to happen, so I tried to avoid him, but all I could think about was that car he promised and eventually, he came up to me and casually asked, "How's it going?"

I told everything was okay, and then he asked, "Are you ready,” and then said, “What do you think?"

Not knowing what to do, I simply nodded my head yes and said, "Yea."

He immediately asked, "Are you sure?"

I agin told him, "Yea," and as I looked at him, he smiled, nodded his head and he ushered us out to his car.

As we headed off, I wasn't sure where we were going, but I was nervous because I knew where it was taking me. Along the way, I think to break the tension, he asked if I was hunger and wondered if wanted to get something to eat first.

I said, No, I'm okay," and thought to myself, "I just want to get it over with."

We pulled into an apartment complex not far from the school and parked out front of an apartment, he was excited and said, "Come on," and we went inside.

Inside, I could see his apartment was modesty furnished, very tidy, and as I looked around, I watched as he went over to the window, closing the blinds in the front room. He then said, "Come on," leading me down a short hallway, toward what I suspected was his bedroom

There was a bathroom in the hall on the right and across from that there was another bedroom on the left with the door cracked open. As we entered the back bedroom, he told me to go ahead and have a seat on the bed. I hesitantly moved toward the bed and as immediately noticed it must be a king size bed. He had closed the door and as I sat down on the end of the bed, he walked over, closing the blinds.

It slowly became a little darker in the room now, but there was still a sliver of light creeping through the blinds. As I looked around the room, it was very spacious and it looked like there was a bathroom toward the back.

John had now walked over to where I was sitting, and as he sat on the edge of the bed next to me, he patting me on the thigh and told me to relax and said that everything would be all right. I simply grinned and as I nodded my head and glanced over at him, I noticed he was smiling.

The Act

He now stood up and said, "Why don't you go ahead and taking off my clothes, Ill be right back." John turned and as he headed toward the bathroom at the back, I watched as he went into the bathroom, and closed the door. I quickly realized he was going in there to take his clothes off, and as I sat there quietly for a second I thought that I had better get undressed before he returns.

I quickly took of my shoes, my shirt, pants, and my socks, and piled them at the end of the bed, but I decided to keep my underwear on for some reason. Maybe it was because I was nervous or maybe it was an attempt to save some sense of dignity, but I either case I sat there worrying about what was going to happen.
It wasn't long before I heard the door to the bathroom open and as turned my head, he had opened the door and stepped out wearing only a button down, long sleeved shirt. As I continued to watch, he was reaching in to turned off the bathroom light.

John now started walking toward me, and as he did I curiously tried to get a glimpse of his cock, but my eyes hadn't adjusted to the dark especially after he just turned off the bathroom light and the shirt her was wearing conveniently covering him.

As he got closer, I turned away, not wanting him to see me staring and when he sat next to me, he again patted me on the leg. He again told me to relax but then he suddenly noticed I was still wearing my underwear and asked, "What's wrong?" obviously referring to me still having on my underwear.

Immediately I replied, "What,” as I looked down.

He quickly tried to change the subject by saying, "It’s okay.”

John knew I was nervous and as continued to look down, he rubbed my thigh and then suddenly stood up. As I looked over at him, he said, “Go ahead and move up and lay on the bed.”

First Blowjob

Quickly I turned, crawled to the middle of the bed, and as I laid on my stomach he told me to move over to the edge of the bed, and said, “Lay on your side.”

As I did what he told me to do, I ended up facing the wall and the window where he had closed the blinds. John had come around the bed and as he knelt on the floor in front of me, I tried to concentrate on looking at the window. He then started rubbing my stomach and my legs, eventually spreading my legs to feel my crotch. He then bent my top leg, propping it up at an angle, which gave him better access to my crotch.

I continued to try to distance my thoughts from what was going on by focusing on the window and the light that was creeping through. Maybe I wished I could escape and as he started to fondle my cock through my underwear, even mouthing it. I was paralyzed, not knowing what to do and then he started to pull my underwear down trying to expose my cock.

John now gently reach into my underwear and as he did, he immediately started rubbing and jerking me. I continued to try to distance my thoughts but then he started to tug at my underwear, attempting to take them off. He was struggling to get them down, being he only had one hand, and then finally in a frustrated voice he asked, “Help me take off your underwear,” which caused my thoughts to return to what was actually happening.

I quickly leaned up, and after taking off my underwear, I cast them off the end of the bed, and quickly laid back down. As I positioned myself near the edge again, John propped my legs apart again and replied, "That's better, as he went back to fondling my cock.

I returned to staring out the window as he rubbed my cock and fondling my balls. He wanted this and I could sense him wanting me to get hard but because I was distancing my thought from what was going on I wasn’t getting hard. John now took my cock in his mouth, hoping this would make me hard as he sucked it. I couldn’t believe it and desperately try to distance my thoughts, think of something else, hoping he would give up. However, as John continued to try to get me hard, he eventually stopped and looking up at me asked, "Does it feel ok."

This brought me back to what was actually happening and as he again asked me if it felt good, he also asked if I could try to help him. At first I didn’t understand, but as he started to pull and suck my cock again, I looked down at him sucking my cock, and realized that he wanted me to get hard and I also realized he wasn't going to stop until he was able to get me off.

I leaned back and as I closed my eyes, I concentrated on trying to cum in his mouth. It felt good as he gave me my first blow job, and as he occasionally fondle my balls, my cock started to get hard. I was really into it and as my cock grew harder, I could feel myself about to cum in his mouth, but I wasn't very hard yet. John continued to suck and jerk my cock, and I tried to hold back until I was all the way hard, but this caused me to start going soft again. I told myself that I had to concentrate and that I needed to cum whether I was hard or not.

I was close to coming again, and as I moved my hips, fucking his mouth, I wanted to cum. I tried to hold back, letting it build up a little and then I let go, coming in his mouth prematurely, which I think surprised him, because he immediately stopped when he felt my cum shot in his mouth. As my cock jerk briefly, he returned to stroking my cock but I was done, and almost immediately my cock went limp in his mouth.

He seemed a little disappointed and stopping he said," Is that it?"

I leaned up on my elbow and looking down I was confused, but he quickly replied, "It's okay," and continued by asking if it felt good.

I didn’t know how to respond, it did feel good to cum but as I smiled sheepishly, John got up off the floor. As I watched him walk toward the end of the bed, he said, “Why don’t you move to the middle of the bed.”

Giving It Up

Apprehensively, I quickly shift myself over to the middle of the bed and as I laid there on my stomach, I felt him push up against the end of the bed and as he did, he said, “Move up a little and get on all fours, like a dog.”

I quickly moved toward the headboard and as I got on all fours, I could feel him climb on the bed behind me. Glancing back, I saw him inching his way up right behind me. I was so scared but as he inched even closer, he spread my legs apart with his knees. John then reached above me and quickly pulled a pillow out from under the covers and as he placed the pillow in front of me, he told me to put my head down.

I paused not knowing what to do, but as he pushed on my back, I eventually put my head down on the pillow. I could feel my ass spread a little as I put my head down, which made me feel so vulnerable, especially with him behind me.

He gently started to rub my back and my ass cheeks telling me not to worry, but as he continued to rubbed my ass cheeks back and forth, he made sure to spread them so he could see my tight little hole.

"You're really tight," he said, "you're going to need to really try to relax, as he held my ass cheeks apart.

John then stopped rubbing my ass and as he moved around a little, I heard something. It sounded like he had flipped open something and when i heard what I thought was him sloppily rubbing his cock with something, and realized it was probably KY, he was getting ready to fuck me I thought.

I was scared not know what to expect but when he quickly touched my tight little hole, it made me raise up and pull away briefly. He stopped and said, "Relax, it's just my finger,” and as I glanced back, he showed me his finger.

John now gently pushed on my back and told me to put my head down again. As I did, he gently dabbed my butthole with lube after smearing a little more around my hole, he told me to relax as he pushed his finger into me slightly. I know I tensed up at first but as he gently pushed his finger in my ass, I ended up lifting my head and pulling away slightly. I was scared and worried about what was going to happen, but John again said, "Relax," and told me to put my head back down.

As he continued to finger my ass, I started to relax, accepting his fingering. It felt kind of good but in the back of my mind I nervous, knowing what was going to happened. John then whispered, "You’re really tight," as he took his finger out.

He now gently rubbed my ass cheeks again and as he asked, “Are you doing okay,” I simply nodded my head.

Moving closer he asked, “Are you ready?”

I hesitated not knowing what to say and instead nodded. John tried to explain that it might hurt a little and told me to relax, but little did I know how much it would hurt. I again nodded my head, as he shift around a little. He pushed my ass down, having me lean back a little, putting me in a better position for him, but then I could feel the head of his hard cock against my butthole. John again tried to tell me to relax and as I did, I could feel him trying to push his cock in me.

It was ok at first, but all of a sudden the pain was excruciating, which caused me to rise up and pulled away, letting his cock slip out of me.

He immediately said, "What's wrong,” as he tried to hold me in place.

I told it hurt and as he shift around a little, he said, "Ok, you need to really try to relax more and that the hurting would eventually stop.”

He again explained that I needed to relax and then told me to let him know when it stopped hurting. I didn’t think I could do it, but he of course wanted to try again. John told me to put my head down again and it did continue to hurt. As the pain started to subside, I hoped the longer I could put him off that he might actually decided to not do it. However, I was wrong because after a little bit, John asked if I was okay. I didn’t say anything, again hoping he would decide to not do it, but he then decided he had waited long enough.

As he got in position again, he said, “Ok, let's try again.” John smeared more KY on my hole and as he dipped his finger in me he said, “You really need to try to relax more this time."

He had me lower my ass and as he proceeded to push his hard cock in me again, it immediately hurt. Reaching back, I tried to have him take it out, but he refused and when I tried to pull away, he pushed into me and held my back down, trying to keep his cock in me. It was to much, I couldn't do it, I again quickly pulled away, which made his cock slip out again. This really pissed him off and in a huff he said, "Come on, what's wrong?”

I tried to tell him it hurt, but he was so upset and again told me, “You need to relax and let it in.”

I really hoped he’d give up trying, however as he calmed down, he again told me to tell him when I was ok. At this point, I realized he wasn't going to stop trying until he got to fuck me. He didn’t wait long this time and even though it continued to hurt, aching, he moved closer, pushed my ass down a little and told me again to relax.

John again briefly fingered my ass trying to relax my hole a little and it did feel good with his finger in me. However, he soon withdrew his finger, and immediately tried to push his cock in me. I tried to relax, knowing it was going to hurt and the minute he was in me, the pain returned. I rose up again, but this time he grabbed my shoulder and said, "Stop!"

Immediately I reached back, trying to push him off, telling him it hurt. He told me to relax and in a frustrated voice said, "If you would just relax, the hurting will go away."

He continued to try to hold me by my shoulder as he again tried to push into me. I tried to relax, and tried to block out the pain as he slowly moved his hard cock in and out of me. I knew he wasn’t going to stop trying; I had to let him do it.

He continued to gradually try to push his cock in me a little more each time and again I reached back and asked him to stop. As he stopped, he grabbed my hand and held it against my back. I tried to relax but it continued to hurt. John then asked if I was okay, I didn’t say anything,I wanted him to stop. I again tried to wiggle free but he again held me down and told me to stop. It continued to hurt as he tried to move his cock in and out of me and again asked if I was ok.

It was still hurting but again I knew he wasn't going to stop until he got to fuck me. I nodded my head and as he started fucking me again, it still hurt, but as he fucked me I blocked it out, I needed to let him finish.

His body was now slapping against my ass as he feverishly fucked my sloppy hole. It continued to hurt, but the pain now was more of an ache and as John forceful tried moving me back and forth, he desperately tried to cum in me.

I tried to relax my body, and as I allow him to fuck me, the pain seemed to go away. I hoped he would cum soon but as he started to breath hard, he suddenly stopped. I thought to myself, “Oh, he’s done,” but he wasn’t.

In an out of breath and frustrated voice he tried to explain that he needed me to help. I didn’t understand but as he grabbed my one hip, and said, “Like this,” he slowly started pushing and pulling me back and forth, and back and forth.

As we moved back and forth, allowing his cock to go in and out of my ass, John said, "That's it, keep going."

I did what he asked and as I tried to get into it, it actually started to feel good, and it was obvious that it felt good for him too.john reached around me and as he took hold of my hard cock he remarking, "Yea, that's it." He then quit playing with my cock and as he concentrated on fucking me I could hear his cock going in and out of me, as his body slapped against me. I wanted him to cum and as his strokes became quicker and more deliberate, I tried my best to match his thrusts.
He again said, “Don’t stop,” and I knew he was close.

It was hard to keep up, but as I kept moving back and forth, he all of a sudden pulled me close, pushing his cock deep in me. It hurt and I tried to pull away, but he held me close, and out of breath he said, No, don't move!"

He was obviously cumming in me, because I could feel his cock jerking as cum spilled inside me. Out of breath, John hunching over me, and after briefly moving his cock in and out of me, he pushed me flat on my stomach. Pushing into me, still breathing hard he asked if I was okay.

When I didn't reply, he slowly pulled his cock out of me, saying, "That really felt good," and gently rubbing my ass cheeks and again asked if I was ok.

He now slid off the bed and when I did not say anything, he told me that I should go into the bathroom and clean myself out. I didn’t know what he meant but I quickly got off the bed, he told me to use the hall bathroom. I didn’t look around as I headed toward the bedroom door, hurrying out to the bathroom in the hall. However, as I left the bedroom, he made sure to tell me to come back when I was finished.

Realization

I quickly went into the bathroom and closed the door. I wasn't sure what he meant by cleaning myself out, but when I sat on the toilet and wiped my ass, I realized there was something there. Looking at the toilet paper I could see what I suspected was KY and realizing it was probably his cum too, I panicked a little. I tried to push out whatever was inside me and managed to push out something. It seemed like a lot and when I stood up and looked in the toilet, I could see that some was floating and some had sunk to the bottom. I figured it must have been a mix of KY and cum. It scared me, and I thought to myself, "What had I let him to do,” but I was relieved it was over.

I knew he was waiting for me to return and so I wiped my ass real good, and after gathering my composure, I decided I had better go back. When I first went back in the bedroom, I didn't see him right away but as I moved toward the bed to sit down, he approached me and asked, “Are you okay,” as he gently continued to guide me toward the bed. Nodding my head that I was okay, he acknowledged me by rubbing my thigh.

Not Again

There was a pause but as he put his hand on my back now, he quietly told me to get on the bed again. I was confused, “Why does he want me to get back on the bed,” I thought?

As I looked at him, I thought, “Does he want to do it again?”

I was trapped, what was I going to do? I was powerless, I didn't want to do it again, but as he stood up, I said to myself, “I thought we were only doing it once,” as I apprehensively turned and climbed on the bed.

John told me to stay on all fours as he climbed on the bed behind me, and again told me to put my head down on the pillow. I couldn’t believe it, but as he spread my legs again, and as he dabbed some KY on my butthole, I knew he wanted to fuck me again. John eventually pushed his finger in me again and as he fingered my ass, I continued to tell myself that I thought we were only doing it once.

He told me to relax again, and as he moved closer, I thought, "How was he able to get hard so soon after he had cum just a few minutes ago."
I didn't want to do it again and I told myself I would try to tighten my ass so he couldn't put his cock in me, but I couldn't stop him. He immediately spread my ass, and pressing his hard cock against my hole, it seemed to slip in my ass more easily than before. What was I going to do?

I now told myself this time I wouldn't help when he started to fuck me and as he pushed my ass down, he held on to my hip as pushed against me. As he pushed his cock deeper into me I thought, “Oh my god, he was going to fuck me again.”

He immediately started to fuck me, moving me back and forth, thrusting in and out of me. I tried to not move, hoping he’d realize I wasn’t helping and stop. It started to actually feel good but I told myself I wasn't going to help. John feverishly tried to fuck me but then he suddenly stopped and out of breath asked, What’s wrong?”

Denied

At first I didn’t say anything but then said, “I thought we were only doing it once.”

He reached around and as he took hold of my cock he said, "Come on, I thought you liked it.”

When I didn’t respond he said, “Let’s do it one more time."

Again I didn't reply, he was upset and immediately realized he would have to force me to do it. Grabbing my shoulder now, he started to forcibly move me back and forth desperately trying to fuck me, determine to cum again. I tried to not move as he tried to fuck me and it actually started to feel good, but I also thought to myself, "He had told me we would only do it once.”

I continued to not help and then he pushed me flat on my stomach as he continued to forcibly fuck me, furiously tried to thrust his cock in and out of me; I thought for sure he was going to cum in me again, but it wasn't working.

He was noticeably frustrated that I wasn't helping, and as he continued to try, I thought, “He’s not going to stop until he gets to cum again. At that point, I was ready to help, so he would finish, but suddenly he stopped, and out of breath he hastily took his cock out of me and got off the bed.

I thought to myself, "What is he doing now?"

As I looked over, I could see he was mad and as he turned to me he said, "Go ahead and get dressed.”

He then said I could use the bathroom in the hall again and as he walked toward the bathroom. When he closed the door, I hurriedly got off the bed and rushed into the hall bathroom. I quickly sat on the toilet and after wiping my ass, I went back into the bedroom to get dressed.

I quickly got dressed, knowing he’d be out soon, and when I heard the bathroom door open, I turned as he came out. I quickly continued to get dressed and as he sat next to me, he didn't say anything at first. However, I think to break the tension he simply said, “That was really nice,” and then asked if I was okay.

Not look at him I told him I was okay and as I finished tying my shoes, we both stood up to leave. As we headed out of the bedroom and walked down the hallway, I noticed the one bedroom door was now closed. I didn’t think anything of it at the time, but it did come mind much later.

As we continued toward the front door John casual mentioned, ”Maybe we can try to do it again sometime.”

I felt powerless, he was my ride back to the game room, and I did not know what to say, but we continued out of his apartment and left. As we headed out of his complex he suggested that he take me home. I really didn't want to see or talk to anyone after what just happened, so I nodded, and agreed that it was a good idea.

Ashamed

We didn't talk, but I could sense him looking over at me periodically and so I looked out the side window. My house was across town and as we continued to drive, I started to feel KY seeping out of my ass. I felt ashamed about what I had allowed him to do and all I could think of was wanting to get home. It wasn’t long before he pulled up front of my house, and as I got out of the car, I hurried inside and went straight to the bathroom. No one was home and after I stripped off all my clothes, I sat on the toilet, trying again to push out whatever was still inside me. I managed to push out more KY and cum, but not very much. I felt dirty and as I took a shower, I continued to worry about what had happened. He had given me a blowjob, which didn’t worry me, but when he fucked me, he didn't use a condom, which really worried me.

Rejected

A few days later, I returned to the game room to ask about the car he had promised me and when I asked him about it, he said let's go for a drive and talk about it. We got in his car and as we drove around he explained that the deal was to sleep with him and to do it more than once. I was confused, but he continued by saying that I did not do my part so the deal was off.

I was in shock but after a paused he said, "Well, if you want to try it again with me, we could consider the deal back on again, but only if we do it again." I did not know what to say. I wanted the car, but didn’t want to have sex with him again, it was the fact of the matter.

We went back to the game room and as I got out of the car he said, "I still do have the car and if you want to try it again, I'll give you the car."

I stayed away from the game room for a long time and when I did return, John was friendly, but it seemed that he was still looking for an opening, hoping to continue the relationship, and maybe in a way I wanted to do it again too.

New Place

It was nearing summer break now and he must have thought he would never have the chance to be with me again, because in a briefly conversation he mentioned to me that he was moving closer to where I lived. I knew right where the apartments were and when he told me to come by sometime, I was nervous, but curious too. I eventually got up the nerve and ended up visiting once. I still wanted the car, and I felt a need to go over there thinking the car might be at his new place. However, I do think I missed the attention he gave me and maybe deep down I wanted to have sex with him again.

As I approached the door to his apartment and knocked, I started having second thoughts, hoping he wouldn’t answer the door. I could hear him opening the door and I tried to put on a friendly face. John was smiling, obviously excited I was there and as he asked me to come in he said, “I’m glad you decided to come by.”

He kept his apartment kind of dark, with the curtains closed and as I continued into his apartment, an immediately feeling of uneasiness came over me as I looked around. I couldn't stay, I just couldn't do it, and as he tried to show me around a little I was looking for an opening to leave.
John must have got the feeling I wanted to leave and as he tried to get me to go into the living room area to sit down, I told him I couldn’t stay. He was disappointed but said, “Okay, we’ll you know where I live now, you can come over anytime.”

As we casually moved toward the front door John said, “Are you sure you can’t stay for a little bit?” I had already made up my mind to leave and as I opened the door to leave John said, “I’m glad you came by.”

I did venture over to his apartment a few other times, but never stayed and being it was a new school year now I continued to visit the game room too. John never approach me again and as I watched, John started taking other boys out for lunch and breakfast.

The car never materialized and I never again had sex with him. I did try to contact him much later, but was never able to find him, and I have thought about trying to find someone so I could experience it again, but these days, it could have deadly consequences. ]]> Sun, 02 Dec 2018 02:11:03 UTC markerss Gay Stories -1 0 1 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/fateful-encounter/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/nate-sets-me-a-task-to-complete-while-he-is-away-on-business-/

Nate was away on business, but that didnt mean I could rest on my laurels, he had set me a task.

The message came through while I was on a night out with my housemate who of course had no idea that I was now into cock and was being fucked regularly by our boss Nate for cash and other benefits.

GET FUCKED BY SOMEONE TONIGHT, FILM IT AND SEND IT TOO ME.

I was stunned, he really wanted me to be fucked by someone else? But how? I was out with my house mate and no where near a gay club, how could I explain it?

A plan formulated in my mind, I hit the internet on my phone and posted an ad on craigslist, I needed a top to fuck me super discreetly at home, downstairs while my housemate slept

Just the thought of it had me nursing a semi in the club....

We got home in the early hours, my housemate headed straight to bed. This was my chance! I jumped straight onto the PC and started filtering through the responses to my Ad

After explaining what I was after to people. I had a prime candidate ready to fuck my fat arse, he understood that it must be safe and super super discreet!

I headed to the stairs which were right infront of the unlocked door, I set up my phone to record from a nice angle and waited, bent over on the stairs my chunky arse in the air and ready to be owned.

I was listening to my house mate snoring above me as I lay presented on the stairs, then I heard the door slowly open, I felt rough hands grab at my hungry arse, I stayed bent over and pointed to the stair above my head where a condom and a bottle of lube sat ready.

It wasnt long before I was feeling cold lube being rubbed against my hole, his finger slipped inside and like a good slut I arched my back and purred.

Then I felt it, his cock...it...was...MASSIVE

I had no idea of the length yet...but the girth! I let out a low grunt as he pressed his massive bellend into my arsehole.

Before I could properly prepare myself, a large rough hand clamped over my mouth as he slid his entire cock into me up to the balls in one long smooth deliberate motion.

I screamed into his hand, he had me well muffled, there was noone who could hear me or help me now as I sat impaled on this massive member.

He pulled me up roughly, his hand still on my mouth and his cock still buried deep in my arse he wrapped his spare hand around my chest and began to fuck me vigorously.

I felt like I was being torn in half! The pain was real but there was a rising undercurrent of pleasure, as I relaxed into it the pleasure deepened, I was moaning into his large hand still clamped over my mouth.

Before I knew what was happening I was spraying hot cum all over the stairs, eyes rolled back I was in ecstasy! I went limp after my orgasm, he yanked his cock out of me and pulled me around to face him. He was ready to come, wanking himself in my face, I opened my mouth and let him rest his bellend on my tongue.

With a stiffled grunt he began to cum, he completely missed my mouth and hit me all over my face with wave after wave of hot sticky cum

As I knelt at the bottom of my stairs covered in cum, he pulled up his pants and left, I turned to my phone and winked

Hope Nate is proud of his little whore. ]]> Sun, 21 Oct 2018 22:55:47 UTC Chunkypete Gay Stories 0 1 1 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/nate-sets-me-a-task-to-complete-while-he-is-away-on-business-/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/a-young-chubby-straight-lad-has-his-first-gay-experience-/
At this time i hadnt had much luck with girls, id lost my virginity of course but i wasnt very experienced overall. I started a new job and i was getting along well with everyone and working hard, i had noticed the boss's extra interest in me.

It started off as innocent accidents, you know he would brush past me from time to time, a smirk on his face. His name was Nathaniel and he was the owners son, he stood slightly taller than me, he was built but not fat like me.

I hadnt thought about trying anything with guys for a long while, but there was something about him and the way he looked at me.

One day as i was clocking out with the rest of the staff i was called into Nate's office, the blinds over his window that allowed view into the work area were drawn which was unusual for him. As i stepped over the threshold he closed the door softly behind me and i heard a faint *click* of the lock, what was happening?

I looked at Nate with concerned eyes and he just smirked that smirk and gestured for me to sit down, as i sat in the very low seat at his desk i expected him to walk to his side and sit but instead he perched on the edge of his desk very close to me.

"Whats this all about Nate? Am i in trouble?" i found it hard to disguise the worry in my voice.

"Well" Nate began. "I think we have a problem dont we?"

I was stunned, my brain raced over all my recent orders and had i completed them correctly.

My bowed head was suddenly raised gently by a surprisingly large hand wrapping around my chin, he lifted my head until my eyes met his...those piercing eyes, steel grey and hungry.

"What are you doing?"

"Shhhh" Nate crooned, still smirking as his face came closer to mine, i tried to resist but his grip tightened around my chin.

Nate was so close to me i could feel his breath on my tightly pursed lips, i could see where this was going and i wasn't sure it was for me.

"Surely you have seen the way i look at you?"

I managed to nod into his hand, i had seen the look and i had wondered...had i been sending out signals? What was i going to do?

Suddenly Nate pushed forward and placed his lips to mine, i froze, i was in total shock, i banged my fists on his chest in an effort to break free.

Then i stopped resisting and resigned myself to his happening, if i stay still and accept it maybe he will break the hold and tell me what the fuck just happened!

My prayers were answered as he pulled away slightly, he kept hold of my chin and pierced me with his hungry gaze

"Just let it happen, you are an aspiring actor no?"

I managed a small nod

"Then consider this an audition, convince me, i promise it will be worth your while and im a good friend to have"

Nate didn't wait for my response he just pressed his lips to mine again, i froze again, but i didn't start pushing him away, but i wasn't in to it!

But then...something happened, Nates tongue gracefully slipped across my lips, before i knew it my mouth was welcoming his tongue and we were kissing passionatly.

He took his hand off my chin and wrapped his fingers into my messy hair, pulling me further into the kiss.

He pulled away with a massive smirk and stared at me

"Well" he said in a silky voice "How was it"

I was stunned, i struggled to find words for a while

"i dunno" was all i could manage

Nates smirk widens "Well i told you it would be worth your while didnt i?"

Nate reaches into his pocket and pulls out the time sheet for the week

"Well it seems you have done alot of overtime this week"

I looked up confused, i hadnt done ANY this week

Nate sensed my confusion and laughed before saying "Oh i know you havnt but that kiss just earned you some free overtime...i know your'e struggling financially"

How did he know that? has he been planning this for a while? im snapped out of my thoughts by the unmistakable sound of a zipper being pulled down.

"So, what else can you do? I promise the rewards increase" Nate reached into his pants and pulled out his now VERY erect cock. It was NOT small

"Jesus!" i wanted to jump up and run out...but i stayed in my chair, almost feigning disdain as my own cock twitched slightly in my pants.

Nate moves closer, his cock swinging in my face.

"Put it in your mouth, just try it, trust me its going to be worth it"

This was it, the thing i had fleetingly thought about from time to time was right in my face...and there is talk of rewards? i flipped a coin in my head and heard Nate moan slightly as i wrapped my hand around his hard shaft.

"Ive never done anything like this before! im straight" I said while slowly wanking Nates cock

"Dont worry, its just between you and me, now get it in your mouth, wanking gets you nothing!"

I was surprised by his sudden dominance, but again my cock stiffened slightly.

I kept one hand on his cock and began moving my open mouth towards his bell end

"Thats it, your'e a model employee Scott"

My mouth wrapped around his cock with ease, i began sucking slowly, getting used to the feel and the taste in my mouth.

Nate moaned and buckled slightly, one hand on his desk, the other on the back of my head. I began to really work his cock, i figured if i make him cum fast it will be over and i can get my reward.

i took his cock out of my mouth and began wanking it furiously as i took his ball bag into my mouth, this pleased him, which pleased me

"Oh my god! Get it back in your mouth" Nate pulls my head roughly and i open my mouth waiting for my punishment, His cock hits my tounge and slides roughly all the way into my mouth, it hits the back of my throat and i gag hard

My eyes stream but this only encourages his brutality, he fucked my mouth hard, every stroke making me gag on his cock

"Oh you're a good little slut arnt you, take my cum in your mouth and reap the rewards"

I moan in agreement and take control once more, pushing him back against the desk i get on my knees and take his cock in my mouth again

I use all the tricks that work on me, i can taste pre cum, this sends me into overdrive Nate moans loudly and bucks and shudders

Suddenly i feel his cock pulse...the first shot hits me right in the throat, suddenly it pulses again and again my mouth filling up with hot cum, i struggle to swallow it all.

Nate yanks me off his cock and aims it at my face, stream after stream of hot sticky cum hits me in the face.

Nate falls back against his desk as i slump in my kneeled position, cum all over my face which i wipe off

"That was worth the wait! ive been stockpiling that load for weeks wanting to get you alone."

"Can i go" i said weakly

"Of course, but first your reward, take a week off with full pay, you earned it"

I get up slowly and begin to leave, full of regret yet also still horny as fuck, as i reach the door Nate speaks to me

"Next time i want to fuck that fat virgin arse, you have a week to consider it, but bare in mind that a no will cost you your job"

I left the office sullen, like his comments had wounded me deeply

As the door shut,i smiled...I couldn't wait for next week ]]> Wed, 17 Oct 2018 23:52:40 UTC Chunkypete Gay Stories -1 0 1 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/a-young-chubby-straight-lad-has-his-first-gay-experience-/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/transgender-stories/my-hung-roommate-trained-me-to-be-his-bitch-part-1-/
I first met Darriel in college, we both had the same classes together, and he stank of weed, so we definitely hit it off. We'd go to my car or his in between breaks. Before the year was over, I started wearing more girl clothes, because I was year in my transition and I was already plenty passable. My hair was a short bob, but I wanted it a bit longer to match this blonde wig I had. My body was filling out and I had tiny b cup tits to go with my huge butt, wide hips and small waist.

I was wearing a crop top hoodie with some short shorts and leggings when Darriel asked if I wanted to smoke a shatter at his place. The dorms I was living in prohibited indoor smoking. He lived in a 2 bedroom adjoining condo, and I immediately took to chilling on the couch.

"You can take off your sweater, the bong gets kind hot" As he takes off his shirt. And. there he was, just shirtless now. I can see a huge bulge in his shorts, definitely almost rock hard. I bite my lip, and he makes me inch closer.

"I thought we came here to smoke huh?"

"Yeah, but I want to you swallow my nut after." He pulls me in for a kiss, he sucks my big lips, and I suck his lower lip, and bite.

He pulls me away, lights up the bong, and takes a hit. He passes it to me, and we hit it a couple times. He turns on the TV, cause we've just been hugging for a minute and I'm just stroking his bulge. It must be 9 or 10" but the girth was crazy...

He stands up, and towers over me, I'm still sitting as I look up at him wanting, as he takes off his shorts. He plops his big black cock on my face, and it covers me, from chin to hair, he makes me sniff it. He tells me "You know you want to" so I build up some spit and kiss his head, I could barely make it to the halfway point, my jaw was numb and my eyes were rolling. His smell was so fucking strong, I start stroking the shaft, but always lick the whole thing.

He's rock hard now and tells me to suck his balls hard while sniffing his shaft. He tells me to stand up for him, he puts on some music and tells me to give him a lap dance, I take off my shorts, and grind on him in only my panties. I twerk and bounce my ass, he grabs both my cheeks and starts biting and sucking and tells me to suffocate him with my booty. I sit on his lap now and I find his big cock between my thick thighs almost half of it out as I jerk it.

He grabs my neck and pulls back for a hard kiss, while I stroke his cock and balls. He slaps my ass when I stop grinding, he squeezes my waist as I dry hump him.

"I've been waiting to cum on this pretty face for awhile now."

He grabs my hair and brings me to my knees, and tells me to suck the head hard. He strokes his long dick as he's about to nut while grabbing my hand, tells me to remember how he likes it gripped.

"Get ready bitch, swallow it all."

He busts his load, and I gulp and gulp but some drop to my chest and the side of my mouth, it was so much.

He sat down, and I just laid my head on his lap, still sucking and stroking his big dick. His hand inside my panties, as he fingers the entrance of my hole while we watch some movie.

"Open that black plastic bag over there."

"Okay."

"That's yes daddy from now on." He said sternly.

"...yes daddy."

Inside the bag was a metal butt plug. and said to take his dick properly I need to loosen my tight hole until I can't take it anymore I have to wear it all day, and not remove it unless he's dumping his load in me. I am to live with him now, rent free, but in exchange I am his personal fuck toy. I'm not his girlfriend, or anything, just soon to be favorite hole. I have to suck his dick on command, before he wakes up, whenever wherever.

----------------------------


I wrote this wearing this: www.gfycat.com/belatedvaluabledwarfrabbit
my email for feedback/comments: whatuprose93@gmail

--other than the description of myself this is all fiction-- thanks for reading.

]]> Sat, 03 Mar 2018 20:45:14 UTC abellamafia Transgender Stories 0 1 1 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/transgender-stories/my-hung-roommate-trained-me-to-be-his-bitch-part-1-/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/the-royal-interrogator/
The young lad, 14 years of age, was in the service of a wealthy nobleman and landowner who was opposed to the rule of this particular king. As such, the boy was often used to deliver coded messages to others of a like mind throughout the kingdom. It was on one of these late-night missions that he had been captured by the king’s royal guard on a night patrol.

After spending a cold night in bonds, he had been brought before the king. The monarch was informed of the young squire’s clandestine mission and was presented with evidence of treason: a note on parchment written in code. The king believed that the young lad knew the code, but the boy refused to betray his master.

“Very well,” declared the king sternly. “If you will not willingly talk, you will be interrogated. Take him to the royal interrogator. Return once you have the information I desire.” And with that the young teen was dragged out of the room by two guards and taken down a long corridor of steps to the lower levels of the palace. There he had been placed in his current room, a small cell with a wooden pallet to lay or sit on as one desired and a bucket of water.

Despite his efforts at courage, the youth was terrified. The king’s royal interrogator was known by reputation for extracting information the king desired. It was rumored that no one had ever withstood his interrogations for long. The boy tried hard to remain strong and put on a brave front, but he knew the truth: no one could resist the interrogator’s methods.

The lad tensed as he heard heavy footsteps approaching. The door to his cell swung open and two guards entered. They grabbed the boy by the arms and dragged him into the hall. He was thus escorted down the corridor and through a large doorway leading to another room. His heart seized and his breath caught in his chest. It was the interrogation room.

“Ahh, the young messenger boy, I see.” The voice came from a man in a dark red robe, the royal interrogator. “Place him on the rack,” the man said in an emotionless voice and a gesture of his hand. The guards did as ordered, dragging the boy across the room to a wooden rack with iron shackles for his hands and feet. Once there they pulled him to his feet and one of the guards drew a knife. The boy tensed up, but the guard proceeded to only cut away the lad’s clothing, a simple smock given him by the jailers.

Within seconds the young teen was naked before them, his clothes at his feet. The guards lifted the adolescent onto the rack, firmly securing his hands and feet in the iron shackles. In less than a minute he was strapped down, his body pulled taut and spread-eagle by the mechanism. And with that the two guards left the room, closing the door behind them and leaving him alone with the man in red.

The interrogator had his back to the teen, apparently occupied with something else. “I am the royal interrogator,” he said solemnly, confirming the boy’s worst fears. “It is my job to extract information from you, specifically the code to translate the message you carried.”

The boy momentarily shivered, his naked body exposed to the cold dungeon air. The man continued. “The challenge, you see, is to find the right motivation for each prisoner. Some respond to the pain of torture, others to the fear of torture. But others...” he turned and looked intently at the boy. “Others require more – how shall I say it? – refined methods.” A wry smile appeared on his face.

The interrogator stepped toward the boy, walking right up to the rack. He stood there silently, looking over the boy from head to toe, taking in every square inch of his slender body. The boy couldn’t help but notice that the interrogator’s lips were pursed together as his eyes moved along the boy’s body. The lad tried his best to control his breathing, putting on the bravest face he could.

“I have never interrogated a boy of your tender age. Fourteen, I believe? Ahh, I remember being that young. Yes, I believe I have just the thing for you. Trust me, dear boy, you will talk. Yes, you most certainly will!” he laughed.

The royal interrogator extended his hand, his fingers gently touched the boys bicep first, gently squeezing it as if to feel his muscles. The boy tensed slightly, trying to appear strong. The man’s fingers slowly descended down to the boy’s armpit. His fingertips ever-so-gently stroked the young lad’s wispy armpit hair as if conducting a physical examination. The boy trembled slightly in response to the ticklish feeling. The man continued to move his hand along the boy’s young body, taking the time to feel and examine every inch of him, even using his fingers to trace the outline of the boy’s toned muscles.

Despite the fear of impending torture, the boy was mortified to realize that he was becoming aroused. Unbelievably his youthful penis was beginning to stiffen. This did not go unnoticed to the royal interrogator.

“Hmm, what have we here?” he asked quizzically yet knowingly. The boy froze. He could only imagine the horrors of what was prepared for him. “Don’t worry,” continued the interrogator. “I won’t hurt it. I intend to use it.” And with that his hand slid down the boy’s body and gently grasped his hardening member.

The royal interrogator slowly ran his fingers along the length of the young boy’s shaft, gently feeling their way from the base to the head. Upon reaching the head he gently wrapped his hand around it, slowly rotating his wrist to delicately stroke the head with a feather-light touch. The boy gasped in pleasure.

“Does that feel good, my boy?” asked the royal interrogator with a wry smile. “I know it does. That’s the point, you see.” His eyes looked at the boy as the boy returned his gaze. “I suspect that you would not respond well to fear or pain, so I need to find another way with you. And you have given me that way, just as I suspected you would.” The youth appeared confused.

“Let me explain,” said the man. “You will remain on the rack while I slowly stroke your young penis. You will find my technique to be slow and cruel, excruciatingly so.” A broad smile appeared on the man’s face. “The key, you must understand, is to stimulate your adolescent member to the very edge of what you are able to endure...without letting you release.” The squire’s eyes opened wide. “Yes, my dear boy. I will keep you on the edge of release for as long as I have to. Maybe hours, maybe days. Who can say?”

The boy began to breathe heavier. At 14 years of age he knew full well how horny he could get. There were days when he sneaked through his master’s house looking for an unoccupied room in which to relieve himself. He knew the overwhelming desire that his raging boner could produce, the irresistible urge to spurt sometimes more than he could bear. The thought of being erotically stimulated for hours, even days, was more than he could comprehend.

The royal interrogator’s little speech had had the desired effect, he observed. The poor boy was breathing heavy, his eyes and mouth wide open, and his adolescent cock stiff as an iron rod. This would be a productive day, thought the interrogator, productive indeed. The poor lad was caught somewhere between fear and anticipation – fear of his impending torture on the one hand, anticipating the erotic stimulation on the other. The royal interrogator smiled to himself, inwardly delighted at the adolescent’s hopeless predicament.

With that the man began to lightly stroke the boy’s turgid pole, always taking care to never go too fast. Up and down he went, at times his fingers barely touching the young lad’s member, never deviating from his excruciatingly slow pace. But that was all it took. Within minutes the youth began to ooze precum, a sure sign that the torture was doing its job.

The royal interrogator watched with sadistic satisfaction as the boy’s eyes rolled back in his head, his lips slightly quivering. Yes, this was going to be an enjoyable day, he thought to himself. The fingers of his other hand roamed around the boy’s young body, sliding down to his scrotum and crotch, stroking his armpit hair, gently twirling his pubic hair. But through it all he continually focused his primary attention on the squire’s young cock, his raging, throbbing cock.

Within a short time the youth was moaning softly yet audibly. “Ohh. Ugh. Mmm.” Music to the torturer’s ears, it was. What had started out as a light emission of precum was quickly becoming a copious flow. Yes, this lad was horny, so very horny. And it was only to get worse – for him, at least.

As the minutes crawled by the interrogator ran his fingers gently along the boy’s pubic area and onto his belly. He leaned in close so the young man would be sure to hear. “It can all be over, you know. Just give me the code and I will give you the release you so desperately desire,” he whispered. “Think about it. All that tension in your young member, all that pressure and stress, released in one explosive moment. Think of what that would feel like. Yes, dear boy, your pent-up seed erupting from your penis, spurting powerfully from your body through the air. Think of how glorious it would feel.”

He was, damn, how he was! The boy was in sexual hysterics. The torment had only been going on for about an hour, but the young squire wasn’t sure how much more he could endure. He was constantly pulling against his restraints but to no avail; he was firmly secured. He had even tried thrusting his hips upward into the interrogator’s hand, hoping that it would be enough to trigger his release. But alas, the man had anticipated this and refused to play along, withdrawing his hand before the thrust was completed.

“Oh, God! Please, let me cum! Let me cum!” the boy pleaded in vain. The interrogator noted with a cruel glee that the poor lad had tears in his eyes. He also observed that his youthful body was drenched in sweat and his overstimulated cock was a deep red. Yes, the young squire was experiencing a level of sexual frustration that he had never dreamed possible. And the royal interrogator had no intention of letting it end anytime soon.

At this point the torturer unexpectedly bent down over the boy’s leaking penis, extended his tongue, and carefully lapped up the boy’s sexual secretions. “Ah, yes,” he said wickedly. “We certainly don’t want this to go to waste, now do we?” The royal interrogator had a taste for adolescent male emissions, it appeared. Although his tongue felt great, it was done in such a way so as to not allow the boy his desperately desired release. The interrogator was a master at his job, there was no question about it.

The boy began to doubt his resolve. Could he hold out? Was such a thing even possible? His young body wanted so desperately to ejaculate. In fact, that was all he wanted, all that occupied his teenage mind. His body was wracked with pleasure, all of it emanating from his erection. As he laid there helpless and at the mercy of a man who had no mercy, he realized that his cock was harder than it had ever been in his life. He was convinced that there was no sword forged in the kingdom that was harder than his prick at this moment. God, how he wanted to cum!

Suddenly the interrogator began to stroke the boy’s cock faster. Could it be? he thought with a faint glimmer of hope. As the man’s hand moved faster along the shaft and head, he leaned in to look the young squire in the eye. “Do you want this, boy? This is what you’re craving, isn’t it?” His hand continued the faster strokes, bringing the boy ever closer to the release he needed. “Just say it, boy. Give me the code and this all ends.” The hand sped up.

The lad was ecstatic. Perhaps the royal interrogator would have mercy on him after all and allow him to spurt! Oh, God, please let it be!

The interrogator ran his hand more fervently along the messenger boy’s raging boner, rotating his palm around the sensitive head for added effect. The boy felt the start of an orgasm! Then suddenly the stroking stopped and the interrogator wrapped his thumb and forefinger around the base of the boy’s cock, squeezing it firmly. The result was instantaneous – the long-hoped-for orgasm stopped!

“No!!” screamed the boy at the top of his lungs, his adolescent voice cracking. “Oh, God! Please! Please!! Make me cum! I beg you, if you have any godly mercy, make me cum!!” The lad’s sweat-drenched body writhed in agony on the rack, his muscles tensed and struggled furiously against his restraints. But it was all to no avail. There was no escape, and both he and the interrogator knew it.

“I am in need of sustenance, my dear boy,” said the royal interrogator. “Let’s take a break, shall we? When I return in one hour, perhaps you will be more cooperative.” The man turned and walked out the door, leaving the poor, desperate boy to lie there for the next hour.

At the end of an hour the royal interrogator returned from his meal as promised. “So, have you used this time to consider your fate, young one?” he asked solemnly. Indeed the boy had.

As he laid there helpless and horny, he had arrived at a realization, however reluctantly. The rumors were true. No one could resist the interrogator’s techniques for long. Everyone broke. The boy looked up at the man, tears welling up in his eyes. “Yes, sir. I will give you the code. I swear it.”

The interrogator broke into a wide smile. “Excellent! You have made a wise choice, young squire.” He walked over to his desk and brought back a piece of parchment with a quill and ink well. “Very well, young lad, what is the code?” The boy, mentally and physically broken, reluctantly gave over the code. The interrogator called for a guard. “Here is the code. Have the message translated and take it to the king immediately.” The guard complied and departed.

Returning the quill and ink to his desk, the royal interrogator turned his attention back to the poor messenger. “All right, young man, you have given me what I wanted, now I will give you what you want. You want to cum, don’t you?” he asked somewhat sarcastically.

“Yes!” exclaimed the lad. “Yes! Please!!” he cried.

“Very well,” answered the man. “In a gesture of respect for such a worthy opponent, I will give you a choice. Shall I finish you off with my hand and let your youthful seed fly through the air, or shall I finish you off with my mouth and swallow your seed? Ahh, decisions, decision,” he mused. “What would you like, my boy?”

The young squire couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He wanted to cum so badly that he never imagined having a choice. “Swallow it!” the boy pleaded. “Please, sir, swallow it!”

“As you wish!” replied the interrogator. He bent over the rack and put his mouth on the young lad’s hopelessly overworked penis and began sucking, slowly at first but quickly speeding up. He paid special attention to the youth’s head, stimulating it mercilessly with his tongue. His efforts had the desired effect. The boy began to tremble, his body pulling in futility against his restraints, his hips beginning to thrust upward wildly. The boy approached his long-delayed orgasm like a wild animal. His adolescent penis throbbed and pulsed in the interrogator’s mouth as the boy exploded in release.

“OHH!! OHH!! OHH, GOD!!! OHH, GOD!!! AAARRRGGGHHH!!!! AAARRRGGGHHH!!! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!” his screams echoing off the walls and throughout the corridor as his stiff prick unloaded a volcanic torrent of his youthful semen into the royal interrogator’s waiting mouth. Despite the man’s best efforts he could only swallow so much. Neither had ever experienced such a massive release of male seed. Both wondered if it had ever happened before or would ever happen after.

Finally it was over. The boy’s body relaxed, his cries turned to whimpers, and his long-tormented penis went soft. While the interrogator had managed to swallow a significant amount of the boy’s cum, he couldn’t contain it all. It had dripped out of his mouth and onto the lad’s pubic hair, coating him in his own white, sticky cream.

The royal interrogator stood upright and wiped his lips, a satisfied look on his face. “I suppose I should tell you, boy, that once that note is translated, your master will be arrested and most likely executed. That means you will be without employment. But don’t worry. I will speak to the king. As an expression of his royal gratitude to me, I’m sure he’ll let me keep you as my own personal squire. After all, it would be a shame to waste such a wonderful young cock – and its delectable seed!”


Feedback is always welcome and responded to. My email is orbl1415@gmail.com. ]]> Thu, 01 Mar 2018 16:38:08 UTC orbl1415 Gay Stories 1 1 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/the-royal-interrogator/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/a-series-of-fantasies-2018/
It had been long since I first had thoughts of being with a man, such thoughts having started at a very young age. I was so young in fact that later in life I suspected I had experienced some form of abuse in my early life. This eventuality did not, as is the norm, disgust me but rather inflamed me with lust for that elusive older man that may have used me for his pleasure. As such my fantasies have always hovered around the idea of older men. I like the idea of being the beautiful young boy pleasing an older wisher man.

My ideas started small; I wanted to suck an older man's cock. I felt at the time that sucking a cock would be a good middle ground from which to see if I was interested in sex with men. At fourteen years old, I felt that to suck a cock would not obligate me in any way. If I decided after that I did like it, I needn’t feel bad or that I was every bisexual. It seemed a good escape hatch to walk away from the whole situation.Please, dear reader, do not be mistaken, I was nearly obsessed with thoughts of sucking an old man’s cock.
I would lay in bed nights slowly jerking off to thoughts of an older professional man, taking me to his home and undressing me. He would strip me down to nothing, in my visions, then sit down on his couch and pull me on to his lap. I see myself in my mind’s eye siting sideways across his lap. He would touch my face, pulling me in, and kiss me deeply.
Undoubtedly, I imagined, I would respond to his attention by wiggling around on his lap. I would squirm rubbing my butt against his growing member. I would wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him and hugging him tightly.

My cock would be, as it was, very hard, and my wiggling would be as much do to my extreme lust as to my wish to excite this old man. After making out for some time, I imagined, his hands would begin to explore my body. I would kiss his neck as he rubbed my back. He would pull and pinched at my nipples, and I would softly bite his lower lip, neck, and ears like a little animal.

I would lay back draped across his lap; back arched painfully backwards, vulnerable, my cock sticking straight up in the air. He would reach out and stroke my cock, and I dangled across his lap. His hands would roam over my body, rubbing my cock, pinching my nipples, placing his fingers in my mouth to suck. He would roughly caress my balls causing me to moan loudly as he pulls at them of softly squeezes them. I am completely open to him, and strangely I want him to hurt me.

His hands would run down my chest, I think as I stroke my cock, his hand resting finally on my throat. As he jerks my cock, I feel his hands tighten around it. It feels like any more pressure from his big strong hand will crush my slender penis, but in reality, I am awash with pain mixed with extreme pleasure. Simultaneously his fingers tighten sharply around my neck. He pulls me up from my uncomfortable position and kisses me hard. I feel his tongue slip into my mouth. I kiss him back, first his mouth and then his neck. I imagined that he would like to play with my ass, so I would tilt myself to one side curling up in his lap, ass out so he could better reach my hole by sliding his hand down my back.

Laying there in my boyhood bed I could see myself kissing his him all over while I am feeling his large hand slide down the length of my back then in-between my ass cheeks. He firmly plants his big middle finger on my tinder virgin asshole and starts to push and rub it softly. I squeal quietly at this touch and push my little ass back against his explorations. This thought makes me shudder and nearly cum in my bed but I hold back; for the truly good part of my imaginary adventure is yet to come.
Feeling my mans need pushing up against me thorough his pants, I decide it is time for me to take control; but only a little control. I would lightly slip from his lap onto my knees on the floor. I would look up at him with innocent lust in my eyes and indicate without words my absolute need for him. I would place my hands on his belt, and slowly undue the clasp. I could see myself stopping there, looking back up at him indicting with my eyes I wanted what was within. He would surely get my signal and pull down his pants, letting me have my first look at another man’s erect penis.Timidly, I would reach out for it.

At this point, I was desperate in my bed.

I would take it in my hand and feel how hard it was, how soft and hot his cock feels in my hand. I would stroke cock gently, all the while looking up at his face to see if he was enjoying it. I imagined how as much as I would want to surrender to my desires and put his cock in my mouth, I wanted him to make me do it more. So instead of bowing to my lust for him, I would act sheepish about it. I would take his big strong hand and place it on my head. I would indicate that I want him to take me by my hair.

“Make me do it” I would whisper.

Then I would show him that I want him to pull my head up to his cock by the hair until my mouth is over the tip of his throbbing cock. I would look down at it, and see my small hand wrapped around his massive shaft. I can see a bead of his pre-cum collecting at the tip of his giant cock. I reach my free hand up to the hand that he is holding me by my hair with and push his hand down forcing me down onto his cock. I would obediently open my mouth and accept him in.

I could almost imagine, in my bed, my tongue sliding down the underside of his cockhead, picking up the pre-cum as he pushes himself into me.
How could I know if I would like the taste, I wondered to myself in my bed. Stopping my fantasies for a moment, I recall looking down and seeing cum running down my cock and through my fingers. With my finger, I gathered up a large drop and brought it to my lips. I remember hesitating before finally opening my lips slightly and pushing my finger in. As soon as the milky white drop of juice hit my tongue, I knew I was addicted. I knew I wanted some that weren't mine.

Now back in my fantasy I am in a panic. I’m on the floor between his legs again, his big hand on the back of my head pulling my head up then pushing it back down. I could feel his cock growing even larger and harder, so hard and big in fact my mouth was tight around it. In his rush, I place my hand back onto his and force him to push my head even harder down on to his cock. He would eagerly start to do this and feel myself regretting this offer as he starts to push so hard he is beginning to enter my throat.

Gagging on his cock, as his big hand pushes my head deeper and deeper down onto him. My lips touch his body. I can feel his cock stretching open my throat. My tongue is touching his balls now that I am so far down and i can taste the musky salty sweat that has collected on them. This taste mixes with the reality that I have all of him in my mouth. This reality amps up my lust, and I grab his hips and pull myself harder down on to him, wanting him even further inside me. He begins to fuck my throat with short rapid thrusts. I imagined not being able to breath and reaching out to push him away.

Just as I start to panic, he wrenches me off of his cock and springs from the couch. Holding me by my hair, he stands over me holding my head up to him. His other hand would be wrapped around his cock, and he is jerking it savagely. I know what is coming, so I would raise myself up and push out my tongue like an obedient little bitch.

He would see this and place the head of his cock on the tip of my tongue. Pumping his cock franticly, he would grunt with pleasure. I could see myself, head wrenched back, tongue out, as large ropes of his cum shoot out into my mouth, down my trout, and on to my face. I would reach out and grab his cock, locking my lips with it. I wanted to catch every drop and swallow it. I imagine his cock pulsing in my mouth, his cum fills it, and the manly smell of sweat and seamen are all around me.

In my bed, I cum and cum and cum...

As I started to slip slowly into sleep, I could see myself still on the floor. There is cum on my face and in my hair. He's fallen back onto the couch panting with exhaustion and release. I crawl back between his legs, grab his semi-erect cock and begin to clean it with my tongue. My cock, in my fantasy, is still rock hard and dripping. I am unfulfilled and burning with lust. I can see him falling asleep. He's left me alone, covered in his cum and desperately wanting more.

I watch him fall asleep. Quietly I collect his cum from off my face and lick it up I cannot waste any of it. Gathering up the last little bit of it I start to think about what other parts of me could I use to please my daddy?
Instead of swallowing this last bit of cum, I decided to reach back to my ass and rub it around my little ass hole. This feels very good, and as I please myself with his slippery cum, I start to suck his limp cock again. I feel my ass hole open with my touch, much like it did when he placed his large finger on it. Suddenly I am filled with white hot lust again. I ram two fingers up my ass, and pain shoots through my body. I cry out at first, but soon I realize this pain is pure pleasure. My body shutters, my cock grows hard again, and my nipples spring back to life. I slowly start sucking my sleeping daddy's cock again and think about how I can please him, and I will wake him.

This was my first fantasy and is, dear reader, only the beginning. Things can and will become much darker and more interesting.
]]> Wed, 24 Jan 2018 17:23:25 UTC Posthockamos Gay Stories 2 2 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/a-series-of-fantasies-2018/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/first-time-30/
“Have you ever kissed someone?”
“No.”
He leaned closer.
I closed my eyes and leaned forward slightly, as if to give permission, the anticipation was making my hands sweat.

6 Weeks Earlier

Christian, a normal everyday 13 year old, well, mostly normal.
Jack, average 15 year old athlete.
We met in summer baseball, I was right field, which is baseball code for “you suck”. I spent a lot of time watching Jack, he was the pitcher. We didn’t talk much then. But he was the only one on the team who was nice to me. Everyone else just ignored me. Day after day I would stand in the sweltering heat watching the infield make plays, trying to be ready in case I got a chance to actually touch a ball. But mostly I’d watch Jack, he was amazing, consistently whipping the ball into the strike zone. And after practice when we were waiting to get a ride home all the guys would rough house and make jokes at the others expense. Jack wouldn’t talk much but when he did it was worth it. He would joke and laugh with everyone else. He was really funny. And, every once in a while he would see me looking at him and give me this crooked have grin that made my face hot.

The sun was high in the sky when I arrived at practice that day. Jack strolled toward me, taking his cap off and running his fingers through his sweaty brown hair, he called to me.
“Hey, Chris! Do you wanna come over after the game tomorrow to play games? I already invited Steven and Dustin.”
“Sure, I’ll ask my mom and let you know “
“Ok, great” and with that he jogged back over to the pitchers mound. As he did so his shorts fell down a little, just enough to see his underwear. They were black with a grey waistband. My heart started beating very fast, and hands started to sweat. ‘Stupid New Mexico heat’, I thought. I walked over to the dugout, leaning over to drop my bag a discreetly adjusted my hardened member, tucking it into my waistband. Worst part of puberty, boners happen for no reason.

The next day I rode with Jack and Dustin to his house. This wasn’t the first time I had gone over. His parents were quite nice, his dad reminded me of my uncles back in Ohio. We were all sweaty and gross after our game so we took turns in the shower. Dustin went first while Jack and I played a round of table tennis in the basement. Then, when Dustin shouted down that he was done, Jack went, I went back upstairs to watch tv with Dustin while I waited. Dustin was nice but it felt like he didn’t like me much, I guess he was just polite to me cause Jack invited me over. Soon Jack walked out of the bathroom.
“Kay Chris all yours”
“Ok” I got up and started down the hallway before realizing I was in the way of Jack heading to his room.
“Oh sorry” I tried to flatten myself against the wall. Now I got a really good look at the state Jack had exited the bathroom. Baggy shorts, no shirt, towel drying his hair with one hand. My eyes drifted down his chest to the band of his underwear peaking out from his shorts.
“It’s alright” He slid past me. Grazing my pelvis slightly with his hip and butt. I started to feel movement and turned quickly to the bathroom.
My thoughts lingered on the image of his chest, dewy and smooth with defined muscles and subtle curves. I sprang to life beneath my shorts. As I began to undress I saw my full erection. Pointing to the ceiling with a slight curve upward. My pubic hair barely visible with hues of red and blonde. I sighed and started the shower. And my mind flashed with the image of Jack standing in the hallway half dressed. My member twitched. As I stepped into the shower I remembered the feeling of his hip against my groin. As I started to wash my body I couldn’t shake my boner. I thought nothing of what caused it. I had always found guys attractive. Girls too. But as I was kinda dorky and shy I hadn’t had much attention with either sex. Without realizing it I was stroking my stiff cock. And as suddenly as I started, I was done, with a muffled grunt and several spasms, my seed fell to my feet and was washed away. With that I could think much clearer. I finished my shower and wondered if Jack would ever be interested in me.

Dustin let out a loud snore from down the hall. He already went to bed while Jack and I took turns playing Super Smash Bros, trying to unlock a new character. We had been having idle chat until now. Normal stuff, until our conversation turned to girls.
“I dated a few girls but nothing serious.” Jack said in between rounds “You?”
“Just a girlfriend in 5th grade but nothing past holding hands. And um.”
“What”
“Don’t tell anyone, but I dated a guy I knew before moving here.”
“Oh I didn’t know you were gay” Jack said indifferently. At this point he had put the controller down.
“I like both, I guess that means I’m bi”
“Have you ever kissed someone?”
“No.”
He leaned closer.
I closed my eyes and leaned forward slightly, as if to give permission, the anticipation was making my hands sweat.
I waited for what felt like forever until I felt his hot breath on my lips. Filled with desire I lunged forward, eyes still closed, and in my heated passion hit him square in the forehead.
“Ow . .” Jack sat with a hand on his head. I curled into a ball partly because of the pain and partly because of the embarrassment. “Sorry” I mumbled almost in tears. Silence. ‘Oh God he hates me! Uhg why am I so stupid!’ I look up to see that half smile of his beaming across his face. Letting go of my head, tears in the corners of my eyes I just look at him, slightly bewildered.
“You’re cute”, and with that he grabs the back of my head and presses his mouth against mine. Heat flushes my cheeks. Dizziness overtakes me. He softly opens my lips and breathes, his tongue glides along my bottom lip as my own comes to meet his. I sway with lust and grab his hand that is resting at his hips. My mind races and swirls as our tongues dance back and forth. And slowly it ends. Jack pulls away as I stay frozen in place. One hand gripping the floor, the other squeezing his hand. He pulls me in for one last peck and the brushes his hand down my back. With that I lose all composure and collapse into his chest. Minutes go by, my mind is still racing with the passion I just received, my first kiss, when the stillness is broken by the sound of Jack’s voice.
“I’m not going to fight it anymore.” I turn up to look in his eyes. “I want you” My face turns red. “But . . . “
“But?”
“Can we keep this between us?”
Yeah that makes sense, being gay is still taboo and this is a small town, people talk.
I nod. And before I know it Jack has scooped me up once again in a passionate kiss, swirling and hot. This time I become more animated. Caressing his thigh and wrapping my arm around his back pulling him closer. He returns my touch with his own. I love the gentle way his fingers dance along my skin. Soon I’m laying down, with him on top of me, I feel his weight pressing into my hips as he kisses me deeply. I run my fingers up his back and into his thick hair.
We kissed and grinded into the early morning. Finally I left to sleep on the sleeping bag on the floor. We slept til noon that day. Getting up and going straight out to play xbox. We talked and joked just as friends. Pretending last night never happened. But anytime we were alone, we couldn’t contain our lust. Once we even made out in the bathroom at the ball park.

Soon summer ended and our sleepovers became more and more rare. When school started we almost never saw each other. And soon I heard from my friend who went to the high school that he was dating a girl from his math class. I figured our time was over and I would just have to be okay with that. I made friends in a couple classes, I joined drama club, I hung around in art club with, Whitney, my neighbor and friend that was in the high school. I even kissed Isaac at a school dance. But we just decided to stay friends. Jack and I would txt every once in awhile. He said I should come over and play games, but I was nervous about seeing him again and always made up an excuse. Until one night in late fall, I went to the local fair in the center of town. I was walking around with Whitney and Carlos, a friend of Whitney’s, when I saw Jack at the basketball court. I stood and watched for a long time, before I realized Whitney and Carlos walked off without me. As I began to look around for them I heard a voice.
“Hey”
I turned and saw Jack standing a few feet away.
“Hey” I just looked at him. His eyes were a greenish grey shade that matched his shirt. He furrowed his brow.
“Do you wanna go for a walk, catch up?”
“Sure” I wanted to be mad at him for making me so sad. But I’m too empathetic, and understanding, it sucks.
“So you still dating, um”
“Lindsey? No, um, we broke up after,”
“After?” Jack looked around to see if anyone was in earshot.
“We had sex in her truck”
My heart sunk. Of course he would sleep with her. As much as we had fun he is the straightest guy I know. And he is just a guy, we think with our dicks.
“Christian?” He looked at me, leaning slightly so he could meet my eye level.
“Hm? What? Oh sorry man, I can’t believe you guys would break up. Are you okay?”
“Christian” He stopped now to face me. And I realized we had walked behind a building on the edge of the park. Jack looked into my eyes. He frowned.
“I’m sorry “
I began to babble, “No, you don’t have to be sorry, I mean we weren’t dating or anything we were just messing around, your not into guys so I understand, besides you still invited me over it was me who . . . “
Jack kissed me. He pulled me into his arms holding me tight, and gently caressed my lips with his own. I instantly swooned. Grabbing his belt and pushing my hips against his I turned a gentle embrace into an aggressive grind. He answered back by grabbing my hair and shoving his tongue down my throat. We fought back and forth like this for several minutes before my head cleared enough for me to pull away.
“Jack?”
“Christian, I’m sorry, can I be with you again? Only you.”
“Why, tell me why you want to be with me? I thought you . . . You don’t like guys . . . “ I pulled farther away and leaned against the brick building. Crossing my arms and directing my gaze to the ground.
“True,” He reaches towards me and lifts me face to meet his “but I love you”
My face flushes and my eyes start to water. I collapse into a ball and start to cry. Jack kneels down and wraps his arms around me. “What’s wrong? Are you still mad at me?”
I shake my head and with tears pouring down my beat red face I look into his eyes.
“I love you too” with that he kisses me again, with a new heated passion. I melt in the wall and let my emotions overtake me. After several minutes, Jack lifts his head and looks at me.
“Do you wanna have a sleep-over tonight?” He stares at me with a lusty smile. I swallow nervously at what he has in mind.

At his house we played xbox, I brought this game I thought was funny while we took turns playing it. We played and talked for a few hours until we were sure his parents were asleep. We got up and went to his room. Jack walked in switching on the computer as he passed.
“I wanna show you this game plus it gives us an out in case we hear someone coming”
My sexually charged mind hung on the last word. All I could think of was the bulge growing in my pants. It pressed against the thick denim of my jeans and started to hurt. Jack turned around as if he could hear what I was thinking. A nervous smile stretched across his lips. He sat down at the computer to boot up the game, our back up plan. And then he turned off the lights. Meanwhile I was stretching out on the bed and without thinking had started to adjust my bulge.
“Are you uncomfortable?” Jack turned away from the computer.
My face flushes. “Yeah um, I can go to the bathroom real quick. Take care of it.”
“Let me see” Jack sat in the chair a couple feet from the bed. “We can do it together if you’re nervous”.
I nod and move to my zipper. Jack does the same, sliding down his jeans slightly and pulling down the waistband of his boxers, they’re navy blue today. His already erect cock flings out of his pants. It’s long and thick and curves slightly to his right. Without realizing I already took my cock out and began stroking. Jack follows my lead and his eyes watch my dick bounce slightly with the motion of my hand. My eyes dance from his cock to his eyes but Jack’s gaze never leaves my hard erection. His intense stare just makes me hornier. My masterbation becomes more intense. Now we’re moaning a chorus of mms and ahs until finally we both cum. I let my cum fall onto my stomach and boxers. When I look over Jack had done the same. I licked my lips. I’ve tasted mine before and it doesn’t taste bad. But the thought of his cum drove me mad with desire. I kneeled down and crawled to the chair until my eyes were level with his post-ejaculated cock. I reach up to touch it. I look at him with yearning and he nods. I touch just the tip of his dick right where a little cum still remains. His dick twitches. I take one finger and scoop up some cum off his stomach, and put it in my mouth. Salty, but pretty good, I slowly slide my finger out of my mouth, I hear Jack moan and look at him. He is biting his lip and watching me. This drives me nuts, I grab his cock and like the cum off his stomach and boxers while he moans with pleasure, I feel his cock pulsing with new life in my hand. Lastly I put my mouth very close to the tip of his dick and pause. I have never done this before. With a deep breath of courage I wrap my mouth around his member. He moans, I lick him up and down and he responds to every motion. I wrap my lips around him and engulf him completely, shoving him as deep as I can into the back of my throat.
“Ah, cumming, mmm” With my mouth still around him he shoots his load. The volume of it was more than I could handle and I let go, a stream falls onto my shirt and some from my mouth dribbles onto my chin. With renewed energy Jack straddles me and kisses me deeply, swirling his cum around in my mouth. His still dripping cock rubs against mine. This sends me into a frenzy of passion. I run my hand under his shirt and circle his nipple with my index finger. His whole body tenses with pleasure and I realize he must be very sensitive. I rake down his chest and land at the edge of his jeans, sitting just slightly below his hips so I can feel the mounds of his cheeks begin. He stops for a moment, my hand on his ass, swallows the cum he scooped from my mouth and leans in to whisper right in my ear.
“Can I fuck you?”
Just the words sent me into a spiral of ecstasy, diving deep into my subconscious and finally emerging feeling like I almost drowned.
“Yes.” I finally manage to mumble. And with that Jack is striping off my shirt and kissing me from mouth to cock. He doesn’t put it in his mouth but he licks the tip, a little bit of cum still there from earlier. He reaches under his bed and pulls out a bottle of lotion.
“Will this work for lube?”
I nod unable to speak without stuttering.
He strips off my pants down to my ankles and places himself between my legs. Jack gets a few squirts of lotion and rubs it between his fingers. He run his slippery digits from my balls to my hole and begins to circle my entrance. I moan at his touch. He leans down to kiss me, his tongue swirling my mouth. Soon he has one finger in then two. I can’t hold back and I moan deeply, muffled by his mouth still pressed against mine. Soon he pulls away to get a better look at what he’s doing. He fet more lotion, slathering it on his stiff erection. He slips his fingers in and out to ensure my hole is ready. He removes his fingers and eagerly places his cock at entrance. He begins to push and just his tip slides in. Both of us stifle a moan. He pauses to regain his composure. I’m breathing heavy, my heart pounding so hard I feel like it could pop right out of my chest. My asshole feels stretched like nothing I’ve ever felt. It’s both painful and pleasurable. Jack begins pushing again and I let out a sharp cry. He stops and all I can muster to say is “slowly”. He pulls out a little and then slides in a little further. He does this several times until his cock is about halfway. At this point his thrusting becomes longer and faster. I can barely keep from screaming in pleasure. I stifle my moans by biting my bottom lip. It doesn’t take long before we are both at our peak.
“Im cumming.” And at the he make one last thrust into me and fills me up. The feeling of his cum inside me is too much and I can barely stutter out “cumming” before it shoots out of my hardened member and straight onto my face and chest. This doesn’t seem to bother Jack because he just collapses on top of me. My whole body relaxes and my mind catches up with everything that just happened. I start to cry quietly. Jack looks up, cum still splattered on my face and frowns.
“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
“I’m fine” I say as my crying subsides. “I’ve just, that was”
“I love you” Jack says as he kisses me deeply.



]]> Thu, 21 Dec 2017 11:40:32 UTC Quartercupofawesome Gay Stories 4 4 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/first-time-30/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/bisexual-stories/my-morning-taking-pictures-with-another-bisexual-guy/ I am 65 bisexual and have wanted to get some pictures taken with my new motorcycle with me nude and wearing some of my leather. I did it myself in my garage several years ago with my previous bike and liked the results, but since my wife and I both retired, I don't have the quality alone time do take the pictures myself.
So, I placed an ad on craigslist in the m4m section, saying I needed someone with a private location to take the pictures and if something happened afterwards, so be it.
I got a response immediately from a younger guy, real buff, and tattoos and the whole nine yards, he is only 37.
I showed up and pulled into his garage, he greeted me naked from the waist down with his 7.5 cock sticking straight out.
We decided to play a little, to let the bike cool down.
We stroked each other's cocks while we talked, his cock was thinner than mine but longer and uncut, he is Hispanic so it was a nice shade of brown with shaved balls. Being a bit older it takes me longer to achieve my hard on, but it came up quickly when he started an xxx movie and began stroking me.
I asked if he wanted to suck me first, he hesitated, so I went to my knees and began sucking him, he then returned the favor, wonderful lips on my hard cock made me almost forget the pictures, except he was taking them while I sucked him, so I took a few of him sucking me too. I asked him if he wanted to fuck my ass, so we retired to his bedroom. He had me lay face down on the bed. It had been quite a while since I had taken anything in my ass, so I was a bit tight, between lots of persistence and lube, he entered me, starting slow and picking up speed. He lay on top of me and licked my ear while he pounded my ass. I asked if he was going to cum in my white ass, he just kept pounding me.
We took a small break and actually took pictures of me with the bike, first with my leather vest and chaps on; I had him take a couple of pictures of me leaning over the bike with my ass toward him. The next thing I know he is slipping his cock back in my ass! After fucking me for a while he went in and cleaned his cock up, when he came back out to the garage, we took some pictures of me nude on the bike, and then I dropped to my knees and began sucking his cock again. I told him that I had not been that hard for that long in quite a while. He asked if I was close to cumming and I told him that I had been edging the whole time he was fucking my ass.
We went back in his living room, he sat me on the couch, dropped to his knees and began sucking me deep and hard, wanting every drop of my cum! I delivered and he kept sucking, then took some pictures with cum dripping off the end of my cock. He never came, so I am anxious to taste his cum as well.
This was a great experience and hopefully we will repeat it again soon, in fact he is talking about doing a 3some with a girl friend of his who loves to watch guys do each other!
Needless to say I am eager for that day!
]]> Mon, 25 Sep 2017 00:26:55 UTC subcalman Bisexual Stories 4 4 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/bisexual-stories/my-morning-taking-pictures-with-another-bisexual-guy/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/bisexual-stories/uncle-t/
So lets start off the story with a little bit about myself. My name is Jason and I am 13 years old. I stand about 5'9 and weight about 150. I don't have a six pack by any means but a pretty nice smooth body. I matured pretty early. So have a nice 7 inch cut cock. I have dark hair and piercing light eyes with dark eye lashes. I get lots of compliments on them! Well not only did my body mature early but so did my mind. Many people thought I was older. Well one summer day I was hanging out by the pool when I got called in by my mother. She said my Aunt and Uncle called and needed a babysitter and was wondering if I was interested. They had 2 younger kids, and I got a long pretty well with them so I said that it should be fine. Not to mention I had a major boner for my Uncle. We will call him Uncle T. He was 36 and stood about 5'11 and weighed about 175. He had dark hair and dark eyes and a really nice smooth body. He was always a jock playing every sport you could think of. I remembered actually finding a picture of him with his shirt off and jerking off to it a few months before. So it was a win win for me. My uncle came to my house to pick me up and we drove up to there house about 45 minutes away. I never really spent time with them before so was pretty excited. I always heard stories about my Uncle T being a bit of a man whore and that kind of excited me. Well as the night went on they left and were going out to dinner and then out for drinks with some friends. As they had left I played with the kids for a bit and then put them in bed. Not knowing what time my Aunt and Uncle would be back I went in and took a shower to get ready for bed. While undressing I noticed my uncles Armani underwear on the bathroom floor. I started to get a instant hard on. I picked them up and decided to try them on. Knowing his cock had just been in them really got me going. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought how sexy he would be in them. Well I finished up and went out to lay on the couch. I couldn't really sleep because it was a new place. As I laid there I looked over at the clock and it was about 1 am. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and the door swung open. It was my Aunt who was really drunk... she kind of stumbled in and asked how the kids were and then headed straight to her bedroom. My uncle came in a few minutes later. He went to the bathroom and I heard the shower turn on. I laid there and saw him come out of the bathroom in just a towel. He looked over at me and then proceeded to his bedroom. I figured he was going to bed to plow my aunt but a few minutes later he came wondering out of his room in another pair of his Armani underwear. My dick instantly went hard. Thank fully I was laying under the blanket so he couldn't see. His body was exactly what I imagine it to be. He had wide shoulders, a smooth chest and really nice pecs. He had very little hair but he had a happy trail that lead down to a massive bulge in his tight underwear. I am sure he saw me looking. He said, well your Aunt promised me a back rub but decided to Pass out. Before I could even think I said, well I can give you one if you want. He looked at me and said well you don't have to ask me twice, move over kid. My mind was screaming!! Was I really going to get the chance to rub my hands all over this hot body!!
I got up and quickly tucked my boner away so he couldn't see. He laid on the couch face first and said there is lotion in the bathroom under the sink. I ran into get it and when I came back out he had shut the lights and TV off so I could only see by the moonlight shining in the window which just so happened to be beaming on his back and on his perfectly round ass. I warmed the lotion up in my hands before I started rubbing his back. I couldn't believe this was actually happening. I rubbed hard all the way up and down right the the edge of his underwear. About 30 minutes went by and he said you can do my thighs if you want. That almost threw me over the edge. I pulled the blanket off him completely and started working those thick hairy thighs. I could feel the heat in between his legs and it turned me on so much. I almost came without even touching my throbbing cock. I worked my around them for what seemed like forever when he rolled over. My mind was blown... He said do the front now... So I sat there and obliged. I was sitting on the edge of the couch kind of near his stomach so my arms stretched over his cock as I rubbed the front of his thighs. I looked over and saw it was now almost 3 am.. I had been rubbing his hot body for over an hour.. As I rubbed his thighs I could see in the moon light that his cock was hard. This was driving me crazy... I couldn't really tell. It was about 61/2 inches but really fat from what I could see. I wanted so badly to pull it out and put it in my mouth but of course only being 13, I wouldn't know how to get myself out of that if he got upset. I had no previous sexual experience so wouldn't know what to do. I decided to be a little braver and pressed my forearm against his cock as I moved my hands up and down his thighs I could feel his cock under my arm. I heard a slight moan come from him. I kept doing it having some more rhythm when I noticed that I must have been pressing a little harder then I thought and managed to pull the head of his cock out of his underwear. I could feel the warmth of it pressing against my arm and feel the sticky pre cum dripping from his hard cock. I couldn't stop now... I kept going for what seemed like forever. I whispered, what do you want me to rub now? He didn't answer me.. I think he fell asleep.. Or at least that's what he wanted me to think. As I looked down I had noticed his hand had slipped into his underwear. I wasn't sure if he was blocking his dick or rubbing it. I continued to massage his thighs and somehow managed to take a little bit of a risk and start rubbing his stomach and chest.. His muscles felt amazing. At this point I could def tell he was jerking off. Had he really fallen asleep and was jerking off? I tried whispering to him again and still no answer. I didn't want to take a chance of him stopping so I continued. At this point he had moved his underwear down so his big cock was completely exposed. I was in complete heaven. His cock was a little bigger then mine but much wider. He had a nice mushroom head and nice balls. I continued to rub my hands down his body and then my dreams came true. He grabbed my hand and placed in on his throbbing cock.. I was in complete shock. I tightened my grip and continued to stroke this beautiful cock. I couldn't wrap my head around what was going on. I sat there and stroking with his hand on mine coaching me. He finally let go and I just continued to work his cock. I wanted to put it in my mouth but didn't want to take a chance of waking him. A few minutes later I could feel his cock starting to pulse so I leaned down and put my face close. He shot a big load of hot cum on my face. Some started to fall on his stomach and I quickly licked it up. It was my first time tasting the sweet nectar... After stroking it to make sure I got every drop I grabbed my shirt off the floor and whipped him up. I stood up and went to wash my hands. When I came back I sat on the couch next to him and his underwear were pulled back up and he sat up. Looking at me surprised he said Oh I must have fallen asleep. He got up and continued to his bedroom. Did this all just happen in his sleep or did he know what he was doing? Either way I didn't care. I went to sleep and the next morning woke up pretty tired. I couldn't believe what had happened... As he was driving me home he thanked me for babysitting. When we were pulling up the road he said, Oh and thank you for the rub down I really needed it. I said yea No problem anytime. He looked at me and smiled and said well I think we may need you again next weekend if you're not busy. I said I was available got out of the car. He looked over and gave me a wink... I couldn't wait to see what else the summer would hold... ]]> Wed, 06 Sep 2017 20:35:46 UTC 1naughtynephew69 Bisexual Stories 2 2 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/bisexual-stories/uncle-t/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/doctor-and-physical-chapter-02/
I phoned just after I finished work on one of their later days and requested a home visit but they were too busy to accommodate this so they asked if I was available to come in and get it done as this would be more time efficient.

I agreed and was booked in for the following week, after putting the phone down I could feel my manhood begin to twinge thinking about the last time I saw the DR, his big eyes looking down on me as he fucked me in his office.

The rest of my week and weekend past and I was now heading to the surgery, my heart began to race with excitement, my legs trembling, the effect this guy had on me was insatiable my body didn't know what to do with its self.

I know one thing for certain, I had to calm down as to not make a fool of myself and act like some little school girl who had a crush although inside I wanted to.

I approached his room knocking ever so slightly before entering when I entered he was sat in his chair looking at his computer screen typing up his notes from his previous patient, he let out his hand and gestured for me to take a seat while he just finished up and apologised why he just finished.

I looked at him memorized taking in all of his looks not missing an inch of his face and neck saving it to my memory to use as a fantasy for later when I got home. I sat patiently waiting for him to turn so I could look him directly in his eyes and just get lost in them.

He seemed different today something about him was different but I couldn't tell what it was his hair longer maybe, more built from the gym or if it was that he was just being off with me since our last encounter? Ah It suddenly clicked he hasn't shaved in few days his stubble was slightly longer that when I previously saw him but he also seemed to be quite nervous too.

I snapped back to reality and put his looks and all previous thoughts to the back of my mind and explained to him that this was just a quick visit and that I was just here for a quick inoculation and then I would be on my way, I was playing it cool I didn't want him to think that he had affected me.

He gave me my injection and I left with a cheeky smile on my face wishing him a very good evening, I felt a little queer as I left but just put it down to the side effects of the he had just given me.

I awoke the next morning a started to feel a little under the weather I had started to get hot flushes and a lethargic feeling hit me like I hadn't slept in days. I continued to get ready for work as normal and left the house.

After a few hours I still wasn't feeling any better if anything I was feeling worse so I decided to take the rest of the day off and go home -- get back into bed and try sleeping and sweating it out of my system, whist keeping my body hydrated with plenty of fluids.

Later that night I awoke from my slumber looking outside there was nothing but darkness I had slept through the entire afternoon this was obviously my body's way of telling me that I wasn't well, so I got myself out of bed and made my self-something light to eat trying to keep what little strength I had to fight this infection.

After eating I returned to my bed and tried to get some more sleep it didn't take long before I was back in the dream world and awaking to find it was morning, I turned and looked at the clock it was almost 11am I had slept over 12 hours and still I was feeling no better.

I phoned my GP and requested a home visit as I understood that having the flu inoculation was to prevent me from getting this ill but for some reason it felt like it hadn't and I wasn't sure if this was routine or if it was a reaction.

It was just after 6pm when I heard my door bell ring. I slowly got on my feet and made my way to the door, with nothing but my dressing gown on I opened the door, invited the doctor in, and returned to the bedroom with him following behind. Laying on top of it I greeted the doctor, my nose running my eyes puffy and my face flush from the chills I was having.

He placed his bag at the side of my bed and reached into it pulling out a thermometer and sterilising it before placing it under my tongue, letting it rest in place he placed the back his hand upon my forehead to see if I had a temperature his cool soft hands felt so nice against my skin and I wanted it to remain there.

He reached into his bag again and this time pulled out his stethoscope and placed it around his neck, he pulled out the thermometer and read what it said his expression gave it away obviously I was burning up.

He asked me to undo my dressing gown and proceeded to place the ends of his stethoscope into each ear, I looked at him bashfully and tried to undo my dressing gown whilst trying to conserve my dignity, yet he's eyes seemed to wander towards my crotch waiting to catch a glimpse.

I undid it enough for him to be able to access my chest, as he listened to my breathing he's breath slowly began to blow in between the hairs on my chest, this sent my heart racing which made him chuckle and smile, he obviously noticed my heart increasing thorough the sound of the stethoscope, but this was something I couldn't control.

He took out the stethoscope from his ears and put it back in his bag and began to write out a prescription and asked if there was someone who could pick it up for me from the local pharmacy to which I responded "no" so he made a quick call and arranged for them to deliver it.

My dressing gown remained open the whole time we were talking and he's eyes would glance at my chest, I could notice his eyes following my snail trail down towards my manhood, he must have been getting horny as he started to bite his lip ever so subtly.

I looked at him eyeing every inch of my body even in this condition he was obviously still attracted to me and was possibly wanting me, in my own house and in my bed. I thought to myself do I make a move or a better question was do I have the energy to participate in any sexual acts?

I swung my legs round off the edge of the bed ready to stand and see the DR out, he helped me up placing his muscular arm underneath mine, as he lifted me I could feel his bulging biceps tense they were like rocks, I just wanted to grab them and squeeze, lick and kiss why he flexed.

I eventually got up orientating myself as to not loose balance, and fall down. Thanking him for his help I slowly made my way towards the door. Looking behind me I noticed the DR wasn't following I went back to investigate and saw him bent over, his tight trousers bulging at me his bum staring me right in the face, I just wanted to squeeze it.

As I moved closer his bum drawing me in I couldn't help lick my lips and become aroused at this gorgeous bum being flashed in my direction. I see him slightly moving like he was laughing it wasn't until I looked to the side and saw his face looking at me in the wall length mirror that it clicked he was doing all this intentionally.

I was beginning to get more flush at him spotting me in the mirror looking at his posterior and liking what I saw, he stood up his back to me, and reached his hand around aiming to grab my junk which was now poking through my dressing gown.

As he slowly started to wank me off, I just felt the electricity surging through my body convulsing at his touch, my body aching for him, longing for him to be deep inside. As I started to groan he's rhythm began to get faster and faster.

I undid my robe exposing my full naked body allowing it to fall to the floor behind me, he saw my reflection in the mirror and turned round and with his other hand he placed it into the small of my back and began to stroke up and down bringing his body in closer to mine.

I reached down and began to stroke his now raging member over the top of his trousers slowly squeezing any existing pre-cum to the tip milking it out making him sticky. Getting him hornier, he began to kiss my neck all the way up to my ears.

Leaning back, I exposed all of my neck to him hinting to him that this was something I enjoyed as he moved across from one ear lobe down to my jaw bone following it all along to the other side and down my neck.

I slowly unzipped his trousers and reached in and pulled his beast through his boxers and out of his trousers exposing most of his length. The precum dripping from the tip of his japs eye glistening in the low light.

He lowered his hand onto my buttocks and roughly started to squeeze it in his hand getting as much of a handful as possible.

I pulled away from his clasp moving to in front of the mirror and positioned him on his knees on the bed facing it so he could see himself and so he could watch me as I began to suck his throbbing member, taking as much as I could into my mouth.

He began to undo his shirt exposing his slightly hairy chest and ripped body each of his abs hard with such definition. He threw his shirt onto the floor not caring where it landed and began unzipping his trousers so that he had more freedom to move.

I pulled away allowing him the time to remove his trousers but gave him a look that begged him to keep his boxers on and leave his member poking through it. He got back into position and placed his hand onto the back of my head and I proceeded to tweak at his nipple while I took his meat deep into my mouth.

I didn't need much more encouragement from him to get back to what I was doing, I was happy there just as I'm sure he was me being there. Groans began to come from the pits of his diaphragm as he watched my hole become more exposed in the mirrors reflection.

I lapped up all the precum that his big cock was willing to offer me, the sweet taste hitting the back of my throat, slowly trickling down the back, not wanting to waste a drop I made sure I swallowed regularly.

He retracted his cock from my mouth, brought me onto the bed pushed me onto my back, laid on top of me, and proceeded to kiss me passionately, pressing our bodies together the heat between us was just intense as we began to sweat slightly, perspiration oozing from our bodies.

I bent over exposing my hole to him inviting him to take a lick at it, to get his tongue inside as deep as it will go before finally inseminating me with his hot thick fluid.

As he begins to work on my G-spot with his tongue I can't help but just collapse in front of him in excitement. I brought myself back to my knees ready for him again as he started to stroke my aching, wet, dripping member. He Matched my stroking with the flickering of his tongue bringing me to a such intense climax.

He slowly started to introduce one of his fingers into me, I looked at him in the mirror adjacent to me, watching as he buries he is face deep into my ass. I try looking back at him wanting to kiss him to which he notices and approached me.

As he leans in to kiss me, I feel his junk pressing against me wiping his precum against my cheeks making my bum so wet and sticky.

I reached my hand around the back of me so that I am holding onto the back of his head, bringing him in closer so our faces are intertwined, his tongue inside my mouth massaging it just felt so nice and in response to this stimulation I used mine to intertwine it more getting our tongues into a knot.

We pulled apart and he went back down on my tight hole spitting on it to lubricate it some more before reinserting his finger and slowly introducing another.

As he slowly started stimulating my prostate I could feel myself getting ever so close to climaxing but I wasn't ready for it yet, I wanted this to go on for some time.

I dropped my head into the pillow but raised my ass into the air some more, he had me at hello but I managed to keep my composure so far, letting loud groans into the pillows as he really went to town on me.

I felt him spit a few more times on my hole and then again but this time I didn't feel the wetness, I looked back in wonder and saw him rubbing his saliva into his own cock.

I could feel him preparing his cock at my entrance slowly rubbing himself against my tight pink hole, slowly just putting in his tip and then retracting.

After a moment of him doing this he then proceeded to insert more of his length inside me the pressure building inside me, stretching my hole wide to accommodate his thick member.

I took a couple of breaths in between to try and loosen myself up and relax allowing it to enter me without causing any friction or burning sensation.

As he started to pound harder into me, one hand on my shoulder and the other pulling on the side of my hip, I could not help but groan quietly at first but getting louder and louder with every sharp deep thrust that he forced into me.

I began to match his rhythm making it more and more intense for us both the sound of his balls banging against me skin made me hornier.

Just as I was close to climaxing he stopped.

He turned me around so that we were both parallel to the mirror and I was on my back, my legs spread and pushed back behind me as far as they would go so we could both watch in the mirror as he fucked me.

As he entered me again my hole having to re-adjust to the size of his member we both watched in the mirror at how our faces reacted to the stimulation.

He started off slow again pushing down on my abs as he went then began stroking them and running his fingers over them, teasing them, making me tense more with excitement as I saw him starting to get ever close to climax I started to tweak at his nipple twisting them hard and tugging at them like they were just a piece of meat.

He tilted his head back in excitement and opened his mouth wide letting out groans of ecstasy, I started to wank myself off my excitement building I just wanted to shoot now but also wanted this sensation to last forever.

As I was getting closer my speed began to grow wanking myself harder and faster, reaching down and playing with my balls stroking them getting whilst simultaneously massage my perineal area, all this pleasure was just too much for me and as I was about to climax I aimed for his chest and shot my load high into the air hitting his chest hair and just underneath his chin.

A fountain of cum shooting out from my throbbing cock only got the DR more excited and brought him closer to climaxing too, so he pulled out of me straddled my face and hovered above my head and started wanking high above me.

I sat up so I could lick his scrotum taking each ball into my mouth one at a time my cock still throbbing from all this excitement as he started to groan more I pulled away but continued to play with his balls, licking his shaft as his cock began to pulsate.

He shot his load all over my face and into my mouth nearly covering it all in his cum alone. He obviously hadn't wanked in days as there was just so much cum to come out of him and the last shots came out I could feel his legs tremble and become all jellified.

I swallowed any load that hit my mouth with great pleasure savouring his sweet and salty taste embracing it as it slid down the back of my throat.

I looked into the mirror at the mess that he had made all over my face and was just so overwhelmed at the amount of it.

We quickly cleaned up and just laid in bed next to each other. I laid into his chest running my fingers through his stubbly hairs and listened to his heart beating fast... ]]> Sun, 16 Jul 2017 09:23:40 UTC Mrfallenangelxx Gay Stories 2 2 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/doctor-and-physical-chapter-02/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/doctor-and-physical/
This was it, my appointment time had arrived and as I sat there waiting eagerly in the doctors waiting room

I could feel the hairs on my arm start to rise, my stomach getting the feeling like it's all tied in knots,

I just wanted to get in there to see him, my doctor was fresh out of med school he was young, tall dark hair and had the most piercing hazel/grey eyes that you can ever imagine.

When he just looked at you, you couldn't help but just melt as he gives you that smile.

He comes out and calls my name, and I follow him into his office, he closes the door behind me as tells me to take a seat.

"What seems to be the problem today?" he says staring directly into my eyes,

It was like he was looking right into my soul,

I then shudder as I have flashing images of him taking me over his desk there and then I take a big gulp and proceed to describe my symptoms.

He tells me to hop up on the bed and remove my shirt so he can check me over,

I hop onto the bed and he tells me to remove my shirt,

I started slowly undoing my buttons which felt like forever and after the 3rd one I look up to him and catch his eyes watching me intensely.

I wondered to myself "is he enjoying this?" He's eyes then caught mine as I reached the last button and proceeded to take my shirt of revealing my ripped abs and defined torso.

He takes his stethoscope to warm it up before placing it on my chest but as he moved into placing it on my chest his finger brush past my nipple, wow his smooth fingers just caressed the tip making my body just wants to scream with ecstasy.

He makes me lie on the bed to make me more comfortable, I place my hands above my head to expose my full chest and so he can accurately listen to my chest.

He places his other end in his ears and places the other end of my chest I stare at him intrigued wondering what he was then thinking about at that moment in time, as I then start to look at his lips I began to sense my pulse beginning to race, my heart just starts to feel like its beating out of my chest.

Surely he must hear that my heart is beating a lot faster, just as i thought it feel his hands start to move up my chest, across my clavicle, just the tip of his fingers barely touching, up along my biceps and along my forearm, it was just a gentle caress, he probably wasn't even aware he was doing it he was that soft.

He reaches for my wrist and brings it to my side, he's fingers reaching around then he rests them there checking my pulse to ensure it was as accurate as when he was listening to it through his stethoscope.

He looks at my chest to check my breathing why he also checks my pulse this is also quite rapid because he is just so dam hot!

He looks at me and tells me that I need to take deep breaths to control my breathing as it was a bit too fast, so I look away from him close my eyes and block him from my mind, just until , my breathing and pulse rate decrease at least.

He then brings to run his hands across my stomach pressing on it to check for any signs of tenderness, I lay there just feeling his smooth fingers as they glide across my skin, if he's hands and fingers were this soft I wondered how the rest of his body felt.

He asks me to drop my trousers to my knees and pull my underwear down to my knees also and turn onto my side with my knees to my chin, at first i thought was dreaming and I would snap out of it at any second, I thought that my mind was working overtime, but no he had just actually asked me to do that.

I do as I'm told and layed on my side facing away from him with my trousers down and knees up, he proceeded to run his fingers down each of my vertebrae getting lower to my buttocks, wow my mind was really going into overdrive now, it was like the start of one of my fantasies.

He was only a couple of fingers away from the top of my buttocks when he stopped, I just stopped and felt like I couldn't breathe, I just felt like I wanted to have him in my arms, on this bed, in this office and I didn't care how but I was going to make this happen.

I hear the sound of a lid pop and the sound of rubber being stretched behind me, before I felt his breath against my ear and him say "this will be very cold, but I want you to relax, can you do that for me?" I lie there speechless, the warmth of his breath just blowing into my ears, giving me goose bumps all down my arm.

He spread my cheeks apart and placed a finger at the entrance of my hole, he asks me to take a deep breath in to which I agree and with that he slipped in two fingers, I could feel them forcing their way through me, reaching for my sweet spot, this was one part of the examination I wasn't going to forget in a hurry!

After a few minutes, massaging my prostate I began to get aroused, I tried to subtly tried to move my hand across my genitals as to hide my shame at how hard I was getting and how turned on i was getting at a part of him being inside me, granted it wasn't the part of his anatomy I had hoped but it was still a part of him.

He must have already noticed because he reached for my hand and moved it away so that he could see the effect he was having on my body was he getting off on watching my cock growing before his eyes and start to throb on his table where he had performed many of these before.

I think he was because he then turned me so I was flat on my back, his eyes fixated on my throbbing boner which he had just given me, he then took off his gloves placing them in the bin and reached around to my testicles and started to massage them with his right hand why his left started stroking the head.

Electricity ran through the whole of my body, his touch just making me charge, my muscles tensing with every touch, he removed his white coat and placed it over the curtain, rolled up his sleeves, loosened his tie and undid tis top 2 buttons and then, he went down on me, his lips closing around my throbbing head, he works his way down my shaft and backup again, reaching to the top and I hear him slurp up all the excess saliva, precum and then swallow it, he looks at me with his big hazel/grey eyes to see if I am paying attention and lets out a smirk.

He must be loving the taste of my cock, he was lapping it up so hard I thought he was going to rip it off, his speed was increasing, he was really getting into it as was I, this had always been a fantasy of mine since the moment our eyes first met, I wanted him and I was also curious if he wanted me too.

I reach for the belt on his trousers and start to undo it so I could reciprocate the favor, I drop his trousers and tight boxers in one big swoop the sexual chemistry between us was just so intense it was like it was now or never moment and I just wanted him inside me, his bare cut cock pounding away at my arse, his balls making the slapping sound as they banged into my cheeks.

I pull him closer and start guzzling away on his averaged sized cut cock, mmm the precum was just so warm, his cock just pulsating in my mouth, I could hear him beginning to gag on my throbbing errection as it hits the back of his throat, trying to take as much of me as he can.

He stops and pulls away, reaching for the already open tube of lube rubbing it all over his cock and places some on his fingers, pushing his fingers inside me again ensuring that I'm wet and lubed and ready for me to take him.

He turns me over, and climbs onto the bed bringing me onto all fours, places his cock at the right height and thrusts himself into me, letting off a groan as he enters me.

I sit up so that my bum falls into his lap making him deeper inside me, he reaches around and starts to stroke my lubricated cock why he continues to thrust, I feel his lips kissing just below my earlobe his other hand around my neck holding my head up and not being able to move it.

He reaches down rubbing his fingers through the hairs on my chest stroking each follicle I could feel the sweat building up between us, as our bodies entwine and embrace each other, reaching for my nipple, he gives it a tweak between his fingers, my legs begin to quiver and shaked with excitement and anticipation.

His cock rubbing my prostate with every thrust making me want to shoot my load, I feel it building up inside me and pant harder the closer I get, I let out a big groan as I just let my load fall from my cock all over his fingers, covering them with my hot sticky liquid, as he watches me cumming he gets more aroused, making him get deeper, I push back and move forward so he is close to coming out of me and then push back into him so he's deep inside again.

I done this a couple of times before he grunts and groans and loses control and his only option is to cum inside me, he reaches for my neck again as he is just about to shoot, kissing me from behind, the passion intensifying.

He shoots his load deep inside, his ejaculatory muscle throbbing to each squirt the he deposits inside of me, we both sit on the edge of the bed and just kiss until our breathing returns to normal, we pull apart and continued to get dressed, his cum still inside me I pull up my underwear, button up my shirt and sort out my hair as not to look suspicious when I walk out of his room.

I walk out of his room thanking him for his time and walked home...... I never did get a diagnosis of why I went to see him, but the treatment I got was a lot better than any pills or medicine he could have prescribed. ]]> Sun, 16 Jul 2017 09:19:03 UTC Mrfallenangelxx Gay Stories 2 2 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/doctor-and-physical/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/mera-pehla-crossdresser-sex/ Sun, 25 Jun 2017 10:23:13 UTC hurthackercd1 Gay Stories 3 3 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/gay-stories/mera-pehla-crossdresser-sex/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/lesbian-stories/dana-the-angel-of-lost-girls/
Dana pulled out of the parking lot and out into traffic. Just a short jaunt down Third Street and then on to the interstate. She had been anxiously waiting all week for after work Friday, the day when she would set off on her great adventure. It was quite an incredible undertaking. If any of her friends knew what she was up to they would never have believed it; she could hardly believe she was going through with this herself. But if nothing else life had made her very brave and considering her circumstances; her plan was not all that incredible but still very bold. Dana was going to the big city for the weekend, to find and make love to another woman.

Her mind was set on the notion. She had planned it for months and even made a reconnaissance trip to iron out the details. She probably could have found a suitable partner from among the eclectic collection of coeds on the college campus but Laramie, Wyoming was a small city and it was hard to keep such misadventures quiet. No, Dana was driving to Denver. It was the biggest city in the region. Whatever she wanted - they had it in Denver. Apart from finding a discrete partner she also wanted the option to be as discriminating as possible. Her mother had always told her that if she was going to try something for the first time, give it a fair chance and try the very best. She thought that, surely, from the larger sample of lesbians in a big city she would have the best prospect of finding a highly skilled and appealing companion. Her plan was perfect. She would have a little fling and then discretely sneak back home. No one would ever know.

She accelerated to speed, adjusted her mirror, and checked her watch. She should be arriving around 7:30. Plenty of time to check in, change her clothes and hit the night. Dana thought about her evening’s plans. She did not know exactly what or who she would encounter but she knew how. She knew that if she positioned herself well her natural graces were always enough to propel circumstances in her favor.

She was by no means a drop-dead beauty but she was cute, in fact, darned cute if she had to admit it. She wore her short, curly red hair in a sassy fluff around her head. Her face was round with full cheeks, a sweet little turned-up nose, and a broad expressive mouth with Cupid’s Bow lips. Her big, playful eyes were a vivid blue and her brows slanted upwards toward her nose giving her face an overall warm, congenial appearance, especially when she smiled. She did not have a figure that provoked lustful stares. Her breasts were small and her hips narrow but she had legs like a dancer and she could use them to attract all kinds of attention when she wanted to. She was pretty enough to stand out from the crowd and she considered herself well equipped for this quest. She was confident she would succeed in her mission and she looked forward to the insight she would gain from this trip.

Someone might ask, ‘Why would an attractive, heterosexual, 23 year-old, small town raised, young professional woman be setting off on such an uncharacteristically bold adventure?’ If she had such an urge to experiment with her sexuality, why not do it in the carefree days of college when such behavior might be more easily excused? Why at this stage of her life after her career had started and her social potential being realized? To Dana, the situation was not so difficult to understand. From her perspective it had always been almost inevitable. She was a hermaphrodite.

Dana was most definitely a woman. She had ovaries, a uterus, and a vagina; exhaustive tests as a girl had verified her sexual identity. Her external genitalia were somewhat less distinct. Firstly, her labia were much larger, in fact, enormous by comparison to most women. They were the same shape and in the same position as most women but Dana’s were long flaps of pinkish brown skin that could easily stretch beyond her panty line if she did not carefully tuck them away. When she became sexually aroused they puffed up and spread apart invitingly like the petals of a delicate flower and sweated on the inside the same musky secretions as her vagina. The flaps met at the top of her sexual opening where they formed the hood above her clitoris and it was here that her genitalia became most ambiguous.

Dana called her clitoris a penis because that was what it looked like. It protruded from her and dangled in front of her sex, it had a soft, stretchy skin of an olive complexion, it had a very sensitive glans at the end, and it even had a foreskin around the tip. It had no urethra, hers was below just like all other women, but it responded to sexual stimulation just like a penis. When Dana became aroused her penis would lengthen, swell, harden and raise itself to point toward her naval in a graceful arch; heralding her arousal and prominently begging for attention. It was her biggest and most closely guarded secret; a secret that had controlled and shaped every aspect of her life. And now it had become the central guiding focus of her strange weekend quest. To Dana it was a trip she had been planning since she was a girl. After all, one could not have such an organ and not wonder about its potential uses.

Dana was glad for the long drive it gave her time to think, about her plans, about her past, about herself.

It had been a long love/hate relationship between Dana and her genitals. She hated them because they drove away her father. Unable to cope with her indistinct gender, he ran away shortly after she was born never to be heard from again.

She hated them for the sheltered life she had been restricted to. Her mother was very protective and constantly steeled Dana against any situation that might compromise her dainty secret or weaken her vigilance. There were so many maturing rituals a young girl should partake in that Dana could not because of her secret. All the slumber parties, sports, and of course, teenage lust she had to keep shy of. There were a few times necking with some boy she was infatuated with when her arousal almost let itself show. These were warnings to her about the fragile nature of her secret and how destructive to her life it might be if her supplemental sexuality was ever discovered.

At the same time she loved her little something extra. It was not only a part of her; it was the epicenter of the most intense delight she had ever known. Her orgasms were tremendous and she attributed them to her very sensitive penis. Many were the nights, sheltered in darkness, quietly in her room that her young fingers crept tenderly over her flesh to find that tempting treasure. Pulling her panties down she would tease her penis into erection with one hand while with the other dragging up musky wetness from her flowering vagina and spreading it around as a lubricant. Fully aroused and suitably aided she worked a two-pronged attack; on her penis and on her vagina. With one dainty finger swirling within the sensitive mouth of her pussy, she pulled and rubbed her erect clitoris that rose in an arc toward her navel. She took her time, manipulating herself, prolonging the pleasure, building it up to that huge release and the soothing peace that followed.

There were complications, though. Her vaginal orgasms were like any other woman’s but when her clitoral orgasms struck Dana she would gush forth from her urethra, just below her penis. It of course wasn’t sperm, but it wasn’t urine either. It was a thick slippery substance that would, depending on her sexual tension, dribble out quickly and run down her slit or sometimes squirt out in rapid jets. When she masturbated, she always kept a wash cloth with her, to catch the mess.

Dana treasured her climaxes, but she treated herself to them very sparingly. What she had always desired the most was someone to share her physical joy with, and masturbation was a distraction she did not want to become dependant on. Sadly, Dana had not been very successful in finding that someone.

Her first foray into love was with a boy she had known since kindergarten. They had always been close friends and started dating when they were 16. They had many necking and guarded light petting sessions but Dana never let it go too far until one night three months before their graduation. Dana broke down and let him venture his wandering hands past the hem of her skirt. She tried urgently to forewarn him of what he would find; she was so sure she could trust him to appreciate her special circumstance and to not freak out over what he found.

She was wrong. He completely came unglued, called her a fag as if she was some boy playing an elaborate hoax on him. He spat on her and pushed her out of his car to walk home alone. If that was not bad enough, by the following Monday the story was all over town.

Her entire life was abruptly torn up by the roots and destroyed. Her friends abandoned her, people stared, her mother cried almost constantly. Unable to function in the tiny town, she had to test out of high school, leave her mother and her home to start college early in far away Laramie. She never went back and she could only visit her mother if they met outside town. It was a cold cruel lesson for her, one that left her feeling shattered, robbed, and very alone.

In college she kept to herself with her nose in her books. It was hard to constantly exclude herself from all the festivities and distractions but she knew too well the consequences of letting down her guard. In her junior year she met a young man, a senior, with a promising future that she had a strong yearning for and he loved her too. He was a good man, very patient, intelligent and understanding. This time she carefully, gradually exposed him to her condition months before the relationship got physical. He was unafraid and completely discrete. When the time was right she offered him her virginity. She was so happy that he addressed her sex bravely. The encounter was a little tense, slightly hesitant. Not knowing for sure how to address it, he would not touch her proudly erect organ protruding prominently in front of his own but the rest of his foreplay was thorough and effective. He consummated their love, entered her, broke her hymen and they engaged in complete and mutually satisfying intercourse.

With her erection nestled in the tangle of his pubic hair and her labia spread wide around his puffed scrotum, they wrapped their arms around each other in a tight lover’s embrace, whispering passionate entreaties into each others ears. After overcoming the brief pain of defloration, she regaled in his arms; it was without exception not only the most pleasurable experience of her life but also the ultimate completion of her being. He was bringing her in from the cold and welcoming her into the human race. All the cruel years of self repression were washing away with his every stroke. Working with him her body became a treasure of joy for her underneath his; giving her pleasure she could never have given herself. They clung together and moved in a smooth, undulating syncopation, climbing their lust like a team. As he churned his penis deep within her newly awoken vagina, Dana bucked and ground against his every thrust, gyrating her own penis against his coarse, clinging curls. She matched him in his mounting joy, riding his passion with him as a devoted partner; she waited to accept his culminating ejaculation as a woman.

She felt him tense and groan, then his emission, a pulsing jet deep within her. The sensation and the realization that came with it pushed her over the edge. As he was still enjoying his climax she ground against him tightly and triggered her own release. She came, and as usual when she came, she gushed forth her own ejaculation. In a series of quick, gentle spurts her thick, viscose fluid erupted from her urethra and into his pressing pubes, slowly dribbling down over his testicles. Simultaneous bliss, the moment was truly theirs, or so she would have thought.

Her release had an immediate, chilling effect on him. He tried hard not to let it show or to hurt her feelings but she knew he was uncomfortable with the net effect of their bonding. Her erection still stood defiantly, unrepentant in front of her sex and a gooey glob of her discharge soaked the patch of hair above his flagging erection. Of course he was very understanding and gracious to a fault, and his love for her was clear and beyond reproach. But she knew he had a little difficulty in facing the reality of her condition. Sometimes the subtle signs of rejection are the most hurtful to a partner’s ego. Regardless, they set it aside, and curled up in each other’s arms to sleep like lovers.

She was so happy to be made complete and have consummated their love, but from that point on their relationship decayed. He still loved her but the distinctly masculine traits of her sexuality clearly disturbed him. They overcame some of his discomfort by changing their coital position – they had sex “doggie style”. By entering her from behind he was spared confrontation with her strangely configured genitalia but it left out a great deal of the intimacy that Dana craved so much. She could, of course, stimulate herself, and she did, to share pleasure and release with him. She stroked and massaged her erection with a free hand as he thrust against her, he never deterred her. They had frolicking, rancorous sex and he enjoyed himself to his completion. Dana achieved hers too, spilling herself against his testicles and driving shaft, without his noticing. As his cum spilled from her and mixed with hers, the illusion was complete. He was still slightly chilled by her condition. He never touched her down there and if he ever came into contact with her ejaculate, he recoiled in revulsion.

They kept their relationship together all the way to his graduation. In spite of all his entreaties, appeals and promises of devotion, Dana still sensed reluctance in him and loved him enough to let him go. She released him to a life he would not have to constantly defend, to some other lover with whom he could be completely free. It hurt them both but she felt it was the honest thing to do. He left town and disappeared from her life.

Her mourning was dark and cynical. She began to associate with a gloomy crowd of social dissenters and cultural critics. Among them she met and moved in with an attractive, rakish English Literature Major who sold used cars to pay his bills. He drank heavily and smelled of stale cigarettes but he had no apprehension about her sex. He ignored her clitoris almost completely. As far as her ejaculation was concerned, he was downright squeamish but undeterred. He was by no means a good or even satisfying lover but she never had to question where she stood with him. As depressed as she was, it would not have mattered anyway.

Their love making was arduous and forced, usually while intoxicated. They were somewhat clumsy though very physical lovers, and they went through all the motions of intense sex yet something was missing. She had to work too hard to achieve her climax and when it came it was physically enjoyable but did not even begin to soothe her emotional needs. It was like being half numb or having sex by remote control.

She usually got off after he had passed out, she would straddle him and ride on top of him with his semi-erection stuffed up inside her. Through the bleary daze of alcohol she slid and ground against him, making believe the tumescent flesh squeezed in her yearning pussy was the raging cock of an inspired lover. With a free hand she pulled, squeezed and jerked-off her erection for stimulation no one else would give her. When she had reached her peak and spat out her cum over his cock and balls it was a lonely victory, not the joy she longed to share.

Their affair was not love; it was just going through the motions. As time progressed it became a mockery of love. He got into cocaine and soon every spare dime he could get his hands on went up his nose. In the end, he tried to get her to sell herself to a truck driver because they needed the money. At that point their relationship was no longer just an enigma of contrived emotions, it was a hazard. She sneaked away in the middle of the night and never looked back.

The yawning light of her new found freedom and sobriety healed her many wounds. She got stronger, more self reliant, and she focused herself strictly on the non-sexual aspects of her life. She graduated, established a career and settled into a safe, comfortable routine.

Until now. A question that she had carried since adolescence burned inside her and was nagging for an answer. Thus - her adventure.

Dana tried to imagine all the possible scenarios so she would be ready. As she drove, she began to wonder about the type of woman she would meet. Would she be just an average lady or one of those masculine types? What kind of role should she play - the submissive or the aggressor? How would she expose her secret to them, up front or as a surprise? There were so many uncertainties, she did not like the idea but she would have to play a lot of this by ear and make the appropriate moves based on how things evolved.

She made good time, pulling in to the motel parking lot a half hour sooner than she had planned. She checked into her room and freshened up with a quick shower. Fully expecting a lucky encounter, she powdered and perfumed herself for a lover’s enchantment before slipping into her finest, shear black pantyhose, a blue short-sleeve silk blouse to bring out her eyes, and a short, pleated, blue skirt. Her legs were her best asset and she chose a pair of black, high-heeled, ‘f#ck-me’ shoes to accentuate them. Looking at herself in the mirror she surmised, ‘If I wanted to bring home a man tonight, this would definitely do it.’ She just hoped girls liked the same bait.

Out to her car and on to the freeway. She knew where she was going. Her recon trip and some pointed inquiries had helped her find some gay bars on South Broadway, where all the art galleries were.

The first place on her list was called The Footloose. Dana parked around the corner, primped herself one more time in the rear view mirror and bound out of her car in a quick dash for the door. What greeted her inside were mostly the shocked stares of scattered, well-groomed, slender men. ‘Could I be in the wrong place?’ she wondered. There were two women sitting at the bar. One was a sleek woman in her mid-forties in a black t-shirt and blue jeans. Sitting next to her was a pretty, young blonde in a white t-shirt. Their interlocked arms made it clear to all they were a couple. Dana took a seat at the bar near the pair hoping to garnish their cloistered feminine appeal should any other women show up. She asked the bartender for a Cabernet and casually familiarized herself with her surroundings.

It was a tidy, stylish place with a neat bar, clean little wooden tables and a dance floor. She sipped her wine and waited for some one, any one, to show her a little benevolence. It was an act in futility. The men did not seem to care if women existed at all. The two women would intermittently throw themselves into a passionate kiss and then look about the room, scanning for a reaction. They were as indifferent to Dana as the men. She waited twenty minutes and in that time the two women left, ten more men arrived and Dana just got lonely.

She hopped off her stool and dashed back to her car. The errant foray had emboldened her. It was not as hard as she had thought. Hopefully the next place on her list would be more suitable. It was a place further up Broadway called The Compound. Dana liked it because it had a discrete parking lot in the back. She took a deep breath after berthing her car and sauntered to the entrance. Standing inside the doorway, she stopped and gathered her bearings. She saw about her women’s faces, seated at tables, playing pool, and standing in a row leaning against the bar. They all marked her entrance, looking her over with more than casual curiosity.

Dana smiled; this was the right place. She stepped forward, between the tables and the bar, and stood in a wide stance (a good way to grab attention if you have nice legs). She regarded the first woman there, a tall, burly blonde woman in a sleeveless t-shirt and her hair slicked back in a kind of D.A. The next woman at the bar was a stocky brunette with a mullet and a black leather vest who stepped in front of Dana and said, “Hey, doll. How’s about I buy you a drink and we get cozy?”

Before Dana could summarize the ramifications of that offer a big pink arm whizzed past her head and the burly blonde’s palm smacked against the brunette’s shoulder, the blonde thundered, “She’s in my territory, asshole!” The brunette responded with a right cross that missed its mark. Dana was dumbfounded as the two women locked arms and tore at each other just inches from her face. A big, broad man behind the bar climbed over it and landed beside the two women, wrenching them apart with his long arms.

Too shocked to move, Dana felt a hand grasp her gently but firmly by the elbow and extract her from the ruckus. The bartender and some friends separated the combatants and they withdrew to opposite ends of the bar. As the women at the bar shuffled positions to absorb the newly opened space Dana turned to look at her rescuer. She beheld an attractive woman in her mid forties dressed in black slacks and a pink silk blouse with a sweater draped around her shoulders. She had short, curly brown hair neatly bunched around a very wholesome, June-Cleaver-ish face. The woman smiled warmly at Dana and said, “You’re new here, aren’t you?” Taking Dana’s shocked silence for an answer she continued, “We’d better just avoid the war zone until you learn the ropes.”

Guiding Dana back to her table by the wall they passed another woman sitting alone at an adjacent table who laughed and said, “Smooth sailing, cream puff.” This was a lean, young blonde woman in blue jeans, tank top and cowboy hat; pretty in a kind of unwashed sort of way.

“Oh, Jan. Behave,” replied Dana’s savior to the wild, giddy cowgirl. Pulling Dana down to a chair beside her, the pleasant woman said, “My name’s Ruth. Don’t mind Jan she’s just having fun.”

“I’m Dana,” she offered. Dana had planned to use an alias but that slipped.

“Well, hi, Dana, and welcome,” said her new friend. “Tell us what brings you to our dreary little dive.” As she spoke, Jan slid her chair toward their table to include herself into the welcoming committee.

“I’m just… kind of… well, I’m looking for some companionship,” said Dana. She was feeling a bit shy and uneasy. It seemed strange to her to go to a place expressly looking for sex. This kind of conduct was so foreign to her, but she did find comfort in the notion that every woman in the room was drawn there by virtue of their sexuality and a quest for coupling. Why else would she be there? She was also feeling an attraction for both of these women. Either one would surely make a suitable partner. “I’m new to this,” she ventured, hoping for sympathetic appeal.

“A virgin!” blurted out Jan with a raucous laugh and entirely too loud. “I ain’t touchin’ that.”

Dana felt the stare of every woman in the bar turn on her.

“Jan! That’s uncalled for,” said Ruth crossly as she reached in her purse and drew out a ten. She slid it toward Jan and said, “Why don’t you go get us a drink? What are you having, Dana?”

“Burgundy is fine. Thank you,” she said, still trying to overcome her embarrassment. Jan nabbed the bill and headed for the bar.

Ruth patted her on the arm, “Jan’s a little rough around the edges -, she drives a cab all day. She’s actually very sweet before she’s had too many.”

Dana was quickly growing a fondness for this woman. She was pretty, kind, warm, and understanding. She thought maybe her search would be over sooner than she expected. Surely this woman would make a perfect lover for her first time. “You’ve been very sweet,” Dana ventured. “How would you like to take home a virgin,” she continued, half jokingly but still half in earnest?

“Oh, me,” Ruth said as she dropped her glance and began fiddling with her hair, obviously flattered? “I’m… spoken for. But perhaps I can steer you to the right young lady.”

“Well, I guess Jan is out,” chuckled Dana. “I’m hoping to find someone really special, really good, and really patient. Somebody who will make my experience memorable.”

“There’s Bobbie,” suggested Ruth. “That blonde girl on the stool. She’s available and very sweet.”

Glancing over casually, Dana considered the pleasant, dainty woman in snug, girl-next-door jeans. “She’s cute. Does she like adventure?” That, of course, would be crucial.

“Adventure,” said Ruth with a sly sideways glance? “Mmm,… Neecie! Denice, the girl in the skirt, playing pool. She’s a dancer. Ballet. She’s from a prominent family. She tamed Jan once. Not a fast mover, she likes to get acquainted first.”

Dana watched the sinewy, superlatively toned strawberry blond in the fashionably torn mid-drift and matching skirt. Definitely a sensuous creature, with a body built to perform. The package she advertised certainly promised an affair to remember. ‘Wow,’ thought Dana. ‘If I had enough time, that’s the kind of woman I wanted to find.’ “I’m only in town for the weekend, … but…” She did not really intend for her quest to extend into multiple trips, but that girl was truly exciting.

“In a hurry, huh? Well, someone else does come to mind, she’s a bit extreme,” proposed Ruth. “She is very beautiful, a skillful and thorough lover,… uh, so I hear… very accommodating and she likes first-timers. She’s… (How shall I say?)… A lady of the evening. Her name is Angel.”

“A prostitute,” asked Dana in a shocked whisper? She was alarmed that her adventure had strayed into felonious territory. Could she venture that far? Maybe she could. Pondering it quickly, maybe it was the perfect solution. This Angel was good, she liked beginners, and as a professional she could not shirk her duty no matter what she confronted. “Well, OK. I could do that. That would suit me just fine, I guess.” Just then Jan returned with their drinks and plopped down in her chair. “Tell me what I have to do to meet this Angel,” continued Dana anxiously.

“Angel!” exclaimed Jan with a laugh, entirely too loud and again drawing attention from the entire room. “If you can afford Angel why are we buying you drinks?”

“Jan,” whispered Ruth with a frown! “Try to put yourself in our friend’s shoes and stop being such a bore!” Softening and turning back to Dana, “Understand, I’ve never been with her,” Ruth said, primping her hair again, self consciously, “but my partner... who should be here by now,… she has and she would at least help you find her.”

“Poindexter,” said Jan almost choking on a big gulp of beer? “What a waste.”

Ruth ignored Jan like she was used to it. “Even if she can’t we’ll find you a friend. You’re in glad company,” she said as she hugged Dana’s arm in encouragement.

“I appreciate it and I’m happy to be among you,” replied Dana to both her new friends.

“Sure,” said Jan with a laugh and pointing her thumb over her shoulder toward the bar. “And you can always try your luck again on Battleship Row.”

“Here she is now,” said Ruth, looking over Dana’s shoulder toward the door.

Dana turned and saw a very prim looking woman in a tweed jacket and striped neck tie. She had black hair pulled back into a tight bun and wore big, round, black-framed glasses. She walked directly toward their table as if it were a well established custom. She kissed Ruth and whispered a greeting before sitting down beside her opposite Dana and continued whispering to Ruth something about working late and traffic.

“Hey, Poindexter. Nice tie,” said Jan with a laugh.

“A pleasure, as always, to see you again, Jan.” said the woman in a very dry tone as she coldly regarded her agitator.

“I’d like you to meet our new friend, Dana,” interjected Ruth. “Dana, this is my partner, Beth.” Beth rose from her chair, reached over the table and firmly shook Dana’s hand. Ruth patted Beth on the lap and said, “Dana’s a NEW girl and is anxious to meet somebody.”

Before Beth could respond, Jan blurted out, “Ruthie says you could exert your bean-counter charm to hook her up with Angel.”

Ignoring the sarcastic jab, Beth looked at Dana in astonishment and said, “Angel? Well, you certainly don’t piddle around. That’s a pretty fast start for a beginner. Are you sure you know what you’re in for?”

“Like my mom always said, ‘If you’re going to try something for the first time, try the very best’,” replied Dana. She did not want to break protocol but she was on a mission.

“Can you help her,” asked Ruth sweetly?

“Oooo… kaaaay,” said Beth slowly as she scanned the room. Something caught her eye by the doorway and she got up, walked over to a stack of papers in a rack. She picked one up, folded it and stuffed it under her arm as if she was embarrassed to be seen with it. At the table she opened it up keeping it close to her lap and out of sight. Dana read ‘Rocky Mountain Oyster’ on the paper’s masthead and assumed it to be some kind of underground ad periodical. Rifling through the paper Beth came across something and pulled out a section and placed it on the table. She took a pen from her jacket and wrote something on an ad at the bottom of the page and then slid it toward Dana.

The ad had a picture of a beautiful woman with a finger pressed to her pursed lips and it said ‘Elite Escorts, In-call, Out-call, Discrete’ and a telephone number. Beth had circled the number and wrote “C.J.” beside it. “If you’re sure you can handle this, call that number and ask for C.J.,” said Beth in a very serious tone. “But you talk ONLY to C.J. and you don’t discuss anything with anybody else, alright?”

“Alright,” replied Dana. She did not understand the grave warning but she would comply. Ruth smiled at her as if proud of her partner’s prowess. Jan stared at her in gaping envy.

For nearly an hour Dana sat and chatted with her new friends. She bought a round. After a while the fact that they were all drawn to this place by virtue of their sexuality was forgotten and they became just four ladies sharing a drink and some laughs. At 9:30 Dana excused herself with a promise of dropping in again the next time she was in town.

When Dana got back to her motel room she could not contain her anticipation. She locked the door, tossed aside her purse, grabbed the phone and quickly dialed the number in the ad. The phone rang and rang and then suddenly a woman’s voice answered, “Elite Escorts.”

“Hi, may I speak to C.J., please,” asked Dana?

“Just a minute,” came the reply. Next came some funky jazz as she was put on hold. Doubt and fear started to creep over Dana but her excitement had built up too much momentum for her to stop. Minutes passed and then a raspy female voice abruptly interjected, “This is C.J.”

“Hello, I was told by a friend that you could help connect me with… Angel. Are you the one I should be talking to,” Dana asked? She hoped this is how it was done.

There was a bit of a pause and then C.J. said, “Oh, hi! It’s so good to hear from you. Hey, I’m about to go on break, can you give me your number and I’ll call you right back?”

Dana complied but was a little confused about C.J.’s response. She hung up and then sat down and waited for C.J.’s call. It came back several minutes later, “This is C.J. Sorry about that but if they found out I was doing a business on the side they’d fire me. You’re looking for Angel, right,” growled C.J.? Dana could hear what sounded like traffic in the background and knew C.J. must be out on some pay phone.

“Yes. Some friends told me she was the best and that’s just what I want,” said Dana, trying to sound as moxie as she could.

“She sure is. She sure is... But that kind of talent doesn’t come without a price,” said C.J. as she paused to take a drag on her cigarette. “I get a 20 dollar introduction fee up front and then you negotiate with Angel for what ever services you want on top of that. She doesn’t do guys, she doesn’t do S and M, and she can take care of herself so don’t try any rough stuff. If this is some kind of party or your husband wants to watch, the charge is double. If you try to short her or harm one hair on her head, some boys of mine’ll come down on you. She’s gonna check if you’re a cop and NO PICTURES, alright? ‘you got a place?”

“Yeah, I’ve got a room and I’m alone. Listen, I’m legitimate and sincere but I’m kind of pressed for time, do you think I could meet her tonight or maybe tomorrow night,” asked Dana, C.J.’s warning was very frightening however, she was feeling proud of her courage and savvy?

“Well, tonight’s probably too late, she’s already out,” replied C.J., raising her voice to talk over the noise. “I could leave her a message to call you when she checks in. You got a name, sweetie?”

“Have her call Dana at this number,” said Dana.

“Dana… I sure will. She’ll be giving you a call tonight,” said C.J. “Have a good time, sweetie.”

“Thank you. I will,” said Dana and then hung up. She was very pleased with herself. She thought that this would all work out better than she had planned.

Dana lay down on the bed and waited, listening to the radio, visualizing in her mind how all of this would play out. An hour passed. Her nervousness transformed itself into anxious anticipation. Two hours more passed. Dana slowly began to dose off and then the phone rang, startling her back into nervous apprehension. What should she do? What should she say? How should she treat this? “Hello,” she spoke into the receiver, hoping it was the right tone of voice.

“Hello,” said a cool, smooth feminine voice, “May I speak to Dana, please?”

“This is Dana,” she replied, still trying to wrestle her nervousness.

“This is Angel, a friend asked me to give you a call,” said the voice with no trace of presumption.

“I talked to C.J… She said we might… um… arrange a meeting. Uh… get together and… well, you know, a… a date, I… I guess,” Dana was clueless as to how to propose sex, over the phone to a complete stranger. The woman’s patient silence only made it worse.

“Relax, honey,” Angel’s voice mercifully cooed, “I know why you called. Everything is going to be alright. No one is going to get hurt. No one is going to do anything they don’t want to do. No one is going to get in trouble or be embarrassed. Angel’s going to take real good care of you. We’re going to make friends and then maybe have some fun, OK?”

That was just right. Angel’s words were soothing and reaffirming to Dana. This was not that bad. Just an understanding companion on the other end of a phone line. “Thank you. Yeah, let’s have some… fun,” Dana responded gratefully. “C.J. told me to ask you if you have tomorrow night free. Can I see you tomorrow night?”

“Oh, I’m sorry. Tomorrow is out for me, I have a dinner date with some old friends.” said Angel with a tinge of sympathy in her voice.

Dana was crestfallen. After all her hard work and the emotional rollercoaster she really wanted this meeting to work. “This is my first time, I wanted it to be special,” she said, unable to hide her disappointment.

“Have you tried the clubs,” Angel suggested? “There’s usually a lot of action at the clubs.”

“Yeah, I tried a couple of places. I’m from out of town and I won’t be here for long. I had to work so hard to arrange… I was hoping to find somebody who… who could appreciate my… special… my condition.” This was a terrible disappointment to Dana. Getting together with Angel seemed like the perfect solution and it was all crumbling apart. She felt like crying.

“It’s OK, talk to me, honey. Let’s see if I can help. Maybe I can set you up with some one else. Maybe we can schedule another time. Condition you say,” Angel asked earnestly? “What condition? Tell me all about it. Don’t be afraid, I’ve done just about everything.”

Angel was being very considerate and compassionate, ‘She might as well know’ Dana thought. “I’m what’s called a hermaphrodite. It’s a condition where…” Dana started, as hopelessness was quickly replacing apprehension.

Angel quickly gasped out loud, ”Pseudo or True hermaphrodite!?!”

“Uh, Pseudo. But I…,” started Dana again.

“Hyperplasia or Turner syndrome,” Angel quickly injected!?.

“Hyperplasia. Ambiguous genitalia, a masculanized clitoris with hypospadias, to be exact. How did you know so much about intersexuality,” asked Dana with newfound wonder about who she was talking to and the nature of big city lesbian culture?

“I’ve been looking for someone like you,” came Angel’s awestruck reply after a respectful pause. “You’re priceless... Yes, I’ll meet you. When ever - where ever you’d like.”

Dana was bowled over. With a mere mention of her condition the highly sought-after Angel was now at her disposal and eager to meet her. “If you’re sure it’s no trouble. I don’t want to spoil your plans,” offered Dana.

“No. It’s alright. They’ll understand. We’ll need a time and a place to meet. Where are you staying,” Angel insisted?

“A motel. I’m on the west side at Highway 6 and Wadsworth Boulevard,” responded Dana, “Do you know where that is?”

“Sure, exactly. Listen, there’s a diner right at the corner, I can meet you outside in the parking lot,” Angel said, speaking very carefully, “It’ll be real easy. What I usually do is stand in the open so you can drive by and see if I’m what you want and verify that I’m alone. I’ll be in a white VW so you’ll know it’s me. What time would you like to meet?”

“That sounds fine,” said Dana, “How about 8 o’clock?”

“Perfect. Now, you stay out of those clubs and don’t go making plans with some other girl,” said Angel in a light-hearted encouraging manner, “Tomorrow night you belong to Angel.”

“Great,” exclaimed Dana, giddy with excitement! “Thank you so much for seeing me, and also for being so understanding. I hope you’ll like me.” Completely forgetting that she had come to town to please herself, Dana deferred to her new-found paramour.

“Don’t worry about me, I’m going to like you just fine,” admonished Angel, “Tomorrow night is going to be about you. Get some sleep and I’ll see you at eight.”

“OK. Good night and thanks again,” signed off Dana.

“Good night, honey,” replied Angel.

When Dana hung up the phone she leapt up to the middle of the floor and danced with happiness. This was better than she had planned. Somebody out there, a vivacious, desirable love-goddess wanted her; not in spite of what she was but because of what she was. She playfully got undressed and ready for bed; too excited to sleep, she laid awake another hour as delightful thoughts about herself whirled in her head. She eventually slept the sleep of the truly contented.


Part 2 - The Magic Night

Dana woke up late the next morning in the same mood. Her happiness continued as she got dressed and on through her brunch. There was only one thing for a girl to do when she is that happy; Dana went shopping. She leisurely browsed and came across a sleek little spaghetti-strap, black-satin dress that fit entirely too good and made her look positively delicious. She got a pair of black, patent leather sandals with four-inch heels that her mother would definitely not have approved of, and a matching purse on sale. The day was passing all so good and the approaching evening was constantly on her mind.

She went down to City Park and strolled around the flower gardens. Every time she came across an exceptionally pretty young lady she would watch her intently and wonder, ‘Could that be Angel?’ The whole day just glowed with excitement and it all seemed to revolve around her, her secret, and what awaited her at the end of the day. She sipped wine on a restaurant balcony in the late afternoon sun like a baroness on tour. She dined in a posh downtown hotel lobby listening to a baroque quartet.

When it was time to get ready for her date Dana went back to her room, put on some light, smooth music, lit an exotically scented candle and took a long bubble bath. She rose from her bath, dried, put on her face, and then powdered her body, tending to every detail expressly for the benefit of her lover. Just like everything she had done that day, it was all done to prepare her mind for this night.

She looked at herself in the mirror. Was she ready for this? Was she ready to make love to another woman? Was she pushing this or was it pushing her? She looked down at her sex, the cause of her being there for this purpose. The straggly triangular patch of hair framed the slit of her mons. Through the hair her inner labia protruded, thin and brown. Above the shriveled flaps hung it, her penis, limp and small. She lifted it between her fingers and wondered how this little piece of flesh would figure into tonight’s events.

She needed to get going. She pulled apart her inner labia and stretched them wide. She folded her clitoris down between them, and then tucked one of her labia over it and then the other over both of them. Once everything was wrapped up she brushed her red curls over it and patted it all down. This was the way she had disguised her genitals for years. Short of close inspection, it could have fooled anyone; in fact it had.

She slipped on a pair of plain, black panties and pressed the material down around her mound assuring herself it was all tucked safely away. Next came her black pantyhose which she stepped into deftly and then smoothed them slowly up each leg. Pulling them up to her waist she ran her hands over the material confiding herself in her round, firm little tushie. She looked at her self again in the mirror. This is what her lover would see. ‘Nothing scary here,’ she thought. It was the reflection of a pretty, slender, young woman, lacking in most of the curvaceous padding that drove men wild but a gracefully alluring sex partner none the less. Taking the little black dress she just bought from the hanger, she pulled it on over her head and zipped it up the back. She pushed the fabric around her small but pert breasts to press and center the little rascals into place. Looking back at her reflection she checked herself out. Better looking than she had dreamed, too good to keep cooped up. She fluffed up her hair a bit and stepped into her new black heels.

This was it. Dana paused at the door, took a deep breath and she was off. The restaurant was just a half a block away so for simplicity’s sake she decided to walk. She approached the diner carefully not knowing what to expect. The image flashed through her mind of some gaudily painted bimbo in clichéd street hooker garb parading around like a neon sign. She decided to take a circuitous route around the back of the building to give herself some discretionary maneuverability.

As she emerged from the back side of the restaurant she saw Angel’s car, a white Beetle-Cabriolet. Just as she saw it she noticed the woman getting out and walking around to the back of the car. The woman had thick, long, wavy, reddish-brown hair that was parted high on one side and spilled freely over her shoulders. She was very tastefully dressed wearing a tight, black maxi that clung to her every curve and a dark, flower-print blouse that seemed tailored to fit her proud, firm bosom. She stepped gracefully atop a sleek pair of three-inch pumps. As she walked to the back of her car she pulled a shawl up around her shoulders. Dana stopped and marveled at how elegantly the woman moved as she walked away from the car and slowly turned around to look about the parking lot.

Dana walked toward her. From thirty yards away she could discern how handsome this woman was. At twenty yards even more so and she began to doubt if this woman could really be a call girl let alone a lesbian. At ten yards the woman turned to face her with her head tilted slightly to one side and a slight smile of anticipation on her lips. Dana stopped and asked, “Angel?”

Angel nodded her head, smiled broadly and said, “Dana?”

“Yes,” Dana replied, “I’m so glad to meet you.”

Angel held out her hands which Dana clasped and they extended their faces together for a welcoming peck on the cheek. “You’re so pretty,” exclaimed Angel, reaching her hand up to touch Dana’s chin, “You didn’t mention you were so pretty.” Dana blushed in quiet gratitude as the two paused and regarded each other in the dimming light.

Dana was at a loss for words. To call Angel beautiful would be a gross understatement. She was distractingly gorgeous, striking to the point of being intimidating. She was of college age but certainly no older than twenty-two. Framed by her thick waves of auburn hair was a heart-shaped face. Above her dainty chin two rich full lips blossomed surrounded by a pair of tiny dimples that danced around her mouth’s every move. Full cheeks rose under her high cheekbones. Large, clear, pale green eyes with long eyelashes beamed brightly under brows that arched exotically upward toward the outside of her face. She was flawless, every curve and line of her face was perfect, not a single feature detracted from any other. “You’re the pretty one,” was all she could say, “Why aren’t you in the movies?”

“Oh. Thank you, honey,” said Angel. Just then a large group started to come out of the restaurant, putting them on edge. “Let’s get out of the open,” she quietly suggested, “Where’s your car?”

“I walked,” said Dana motioning toward her motel, “I’m staying close by.”

Angel nodded to her car and said with a smile and a wink, “Quick, get in.”

Dana could scarcely conceal her enthusiasm, Angel was much better looking than she had anticipated and that alone was alleviating layer after layer of anxiety. Angel’s overwhelmingly appealing looks and warm reception gave this entire endeavor an air of acceptability. This evening was promising to be better than she had hoped. Once inside they turned in their seats and faced each other with excited smiles. All was hushed and still but the soft swish of passing cars. Again the two women froze and gauged each other’s eyes, especially Dana.

Angel had that natural charisma that all attractive people possess but in her case it was far more intense, exaggerated by her sensuality and the nature of this meeting. Dana felt ingratiated to be in her gaze, but to be in close proximity to her or to be the focus of her attention was almost intoxicating.

“So… are you ready for this,” Angel asked, dispensing of all pretense?

“Yes,… I’ve been ready for a long time,… it’s been inevitable, I guess. When you’re born like me… you go through life facing a wider variety of options, ‘ you know? I always knew I would have to… to try this or something like this some time. To try something like… what I think we’re going to do. I’ve only had husband-and-family type ambitions, really, but…,” stumbled Dana, she was nervous and it was all coming out in twisted pieces, she felt she needed to explain herself, to justify her reason for this encounter, to bare herself. It was a rare occurrence in her life when she could freely discuss her sexual nature, she wanted it clear and complete. Maybe it was Angel’s alluring demeanor or just the business nature of this one night stand but she felt she could open up to her. Angel seemed sympathetic to her struggle, patting her knee and looking into her eyes imploringly. “I’m a girl.” Dana continued with more control, “I was raised as a girl. I’ve always liked boys but… my anatomy… portends… um… suggests alternate… possibilities that have always made me… wonder. Just to try it once. I don’t know…with another… That doesn’t make me weird, does it?”

“Honey, of course not,” chided Angel, she affectionately brushed Dana’s cheek. “I run into all kinds of ladies with the same curiosity, especially college aged ones. It’s harmless, in fact it’s almost natural. Do you have somebody… a regular guy?”

Dana was thrilled by Angel’s touch; she was so straight forward and uninhibited in her expression. “Not right now,” replied Dana, dropping her eyes in reticence. “There was a guy… in college. But he had a hard time… you know, dealing with it.”

“We’ll take care of that,” said Angel. She picked up Dana’s hand, brought it slowly to her face, and kissed it on the palm then held it on her lap. “I’m going to be real good to you.”

The sensuous gesture made Dana’s head spin. “How… how about you, Angel,” asked Dana awkwardly? She sought a heartfelt exchange to match her own. “Why girls instead of guys? How did you get… in the business?”

Her friend chuckled, “Violett. My real name is Violett. Angel is a name C.J. gave me back when we were tight.” She looked down at her lap in self-conscious fashion, petting Dana’s hand, “I’ve always favored girls. I guess men seem too transparent to me. Women… trade their affections at so many different levels, making love with them is so rewarding. To me, women… are like… beautifully wrapped packages of pretty ribbons and bows… and inside are intricately unique prizes to release and interact with. I guess I’ve become a kind of sex fiend, every new lover is a carnival, every old lover is a cherished piece of me. Um,… the business? Well,… I used to hang around the night clubs to meet other girls but I got so tired of the mob scenes. It gets real crazy in there, some women even get into fights over you.” That brought a smile to Dana, she knew all about that. “C.J. used to be my steady. She works for an escort service so I go through her just to maintain some order. My favorite friends can always reach me but I find new ones through C.J.. And so,… there I was,… waiting for you.”

That all made sense to Dana, she felt like she was dealing with a person now and not just a service provider. “Have you had a lot of lovers,” she asked, she was becoming fascinated with this young lady?

“Quite a few. It sounds odd but I treasure them all,” said Violett. “I try to do right by them, I try to please them to the best of my ability because they give me so much joy in return. I’ll settle on just one someday. But not until I’m satisfied that I won’t be missing out on something.”

Her appeal was tugging heavily on Dana, she felt anxious to find out exactly what kind of offerings lay behind such bold claims. “I’m anxious to be your next,” she said earnestly.

“There’s no need to rush. We can stay here and get to know each other,” offered Violett, obviously in much better control of herself.

“We can get to know each other in my room, too,” pressed Dana.

Violett smiled at her wickedly and started the car. Dana directed her to her motel and a close place to park. Getting out of the car Dana led Violett across the lot and to her room. She was so excited and nervous that someone would see them. She made a quick glance over her shoulder to see if anyone was watching. It all felt so cloak-and-dagger, so illicitly sinister and yet so delightfully exciting. She pulled out her room key and plied it to the door knob. Her hands were shaking so bad she could not find the key hole.

“’ you need some help, honey,” Violett softly asked over her shoulder?

Dana was so excited she began to giggle. “I… I think I’ve got it.” The key sank home, she twisted the knob and the room sucked them both in. Dana quickly closed the door and locked it, switched on the light and turned to her guest. She watched Violett, surveying the room, in the soft amber light. She studied Violett’s every line and curve. She watched the shadows play over her form as she turned in the light and all the time confiding herself that this beautiful creature was hers and had come to please her and serve her desire.

After panning the room Violett faced her, smiled seductively and let her shawl and bag fall to the floor. She placed her hands on the front of her thighs and pulled them slowly upward to rest on her hips as she posed herself. There was no doubt, this stunningly beautiful woman was born to please and she yearned for her audience’s lustful stare. The two just stood there and drank in each other.

Suddenly the phone rang catching Dana completely off guard. No one knew she was there, who could possibly be calling her?

“That’ll be C.J.,” Violett calmly spoke, almost as if expecting the interruption. “She has to check on me every half hour to make sure I’m alright.”

‘Angel’ was a valuable asset and, of course, had to be protected. Dana shrugged and gestured toward the phone.

Picking it up Violett spoke into the receiver, “Apricot 3, 2, 1,” obviously some agreed-upon code to let C.J. know she was not under duress. “Yeah… Well, we just got here… Look, I’d like to skip the check-ins tonight. We want to be left alone… I’ll take responsibility...” Then she turned to Dana, looked her up and down and smiled, “Absolutely adorable… Later,” and hung up the phone.

She felt flattered by the remark but it was not lost on Dana for what they were in that dank, strange room. It was time to arrange things and then take possession. “We need to discuss your fee,” she said, trying hard not to let her nervousness show. She would hate to admit it but she was beginning to like the authoritative control that the roll of consumer gave her over this encounter. She was sure now; she was definitely going to enjoy this.

“’ you mean C.J.? Don’t worry about C.J... I’ll take care of C.J.,” said Violett as she walked over to the bathroom, opened it and peeked inside.

“But what about your fee,” asked Dana? She was a bit perplexed as Violett brushed pass her, lightly stroked her cheek and then ducked her head inside the closet and looked around. ‘What is she looking for? Does she think I’m a cop or something?’ Dana wondered.

“That’s mostly for the bull-dykes. They’re revolting,” Violett replied with a smile. Standing right in front of her she slowly reached behind Dana and slid the chain over the bracket on the door. She remained there, leaning against the door, not a foot away from Dana, crowding her, beaming with self-assurance.

Again Dana sensed that overpowering charisma that she had experienced in the car. She felt control slipping back over to the seductress. She struggled with the notion of wrestling it back or just yielding to Violett’s charm. “H-how do we start this,” Dana asked?

Violett spoke slowly in a low, soft voice. “The gentry… usually start with me giving them a bubble bath; they expect to be pampered.” Her fingers touched the back of Dana’s hand and slowly glided up her arm, “The working girls… want me to give them a body massage first; they like to be adored.” Her eyes followed her fingers as they moved over Dana’s shoulder and then lightly danced around the nape of her neck, “The matronly types… prefer to give me a bath; they need to nurture and redeem me.” Violett combed her fingers through the red curls of Dana’s hair. “The diesel-dykes… they want a strip tease. Gusto-lust, I guess,” she added in a comically flat tone. The back of her hand and fingers gently traced the features of Dana’s face, “Most of the curious first-timers… like show and tell. They need assurance, guidance,… cautious exploration,… a patient companion that won’t rush ahead of them.” Violett drew herself closer, using the back of her free hand she caressed Dana’s tummy and then up between her breasts.

Dana felt like she was falling under some spell. “Which do you prefer,” she asked as an offering to her partner’s delight?

“I like romance,” said Violett. Her fingers slowly encircled the back of Dana’s neck. She pulled closer, lightly touching her cheek to Dana’s. Whispering in her ear, “I like the spontaneous reactions of an entwined embrace.” Violett’s other hand cupped behind Dana’s elbow and Dana reciprocated. “I like the singular consciousness that erupts from passion,” she continued, “I let my actions get carried by the moment.” Those words touched her so deeply.

Dana felt their breasts press against each other and then the flatness of their stomachs. Her heart pounded in her chest, her breath was coming in tattered rasps. Violett turned her head and gently touched her lips to Dana’s cheek and then drug them slowly toward Dana’s lips. A kiss was coming and Dana could hardly wait, she closed her eyes and turned her head to accept it Dana pursed her lips for the kiss and she felt the light touch of Violett’s lips brushing over hers. They traced the outline of Dana’s mouth, caressing, teasing until Dana was trembling in anticipation of that kiss. And then it came, Violett pressed her lips full to Dana’s and they both moaned softly in relief. Dana dropped her purse, their arms locked around each other’s backs, and they pulled themselves together tightly, bringing their hips and thighs into the embrace.

Violett’s kiss was soft and tender. Her tongue slowly entered Dana’s mouth, not the darting rush and ravage of the lust-starved, but a calm push to wrap around Dana’s in its own embrace. Violett did not paw at her; one arm firmly encircled her upper back while the other hand gently pressed the back of her head. Her kiss was nourishment to the soul, loving and sublime, offered like a mother suckling her child. Dana did not cling so much as hung in Violett’s arms, the room was spinning, the world outside vanished, and she completely lost all track of time. As stunning as it was for her, she was kissing another woman - deeply - and she was losing herself in it.

She could have gladly dangled there like that all night but Violett slowly withdrew and then broke the kiss. Almost in slow motion Dana felt Violett’s lips kissing their way under her chin, along her jaw line and then down her neck. The chain of kisses trailed across Dana’s chest and she stood on her toes to aid the trek. She wanted more; she had to offer her breasts. Reaching behind her back, Dana feverishly unhooked and unzipped her dress then pulled the straps off of her shoulders. The material peeled away and cool air closed upon her exposed skin. Violett’s kisses followed as Dana’s head fell back in rapt abandonment.

Pulling Dana with her, Violett stepped backward to the bed and sat down on its edge. With her dress collapsed around her waist, Dana stood before her lover, presenting her breasts for Violett’s attention. Hesitating not to force nor hinder, Dana rested her hands on Violett’s shoulders as she ever so tenderly kissed one nipple then the other. She then gently sucked one into her mouth, rolling it between her lips while slowly gliding her tongue back and forth over the tip. Dana had never had such adoring attention paid to her breasts. She enwrapped Violett’s head with one arm and stroked her luxurious hair with her other hand.

Dana was experiencing her arousal deeply. She had been getting that squishy feeling while they kissed, her sex was responding naturally to the strong prompt of passion’s calling. Her penis was growing, stiffening and pressing against its restraints. She felt a strong urge to free it and to press her sensitive organ against something for relief. Violett’s hands dropped slowly to Dana’s hips which were now rolling slowly forward and back. Reaching behind Dana, Violett groped for the dress’s zipper. Deftly unzipping it further, her fingers pulled the smooth fabric over Dana’s firm rump and then let the dress go to crumple at Dana’s feet. With her hands still cupped over Dana’s butt, Violett released Dana’s nipple and stood up kissing Dana’s throat all the way until coming again to Dana’s mouth. Then, more of that sweet kiss.

Dana wanted her new lover to join her nude freedom and started to feverishly unbutton her blouse. Pulling it from out of the skirt, she opened the blouse wide and pushed it over Violett’s shoulders. Violett was completely cooperative and let the garment fall off her arms. Next came her bra. Dana expertly unhooked the black, lacy brassier, slipped the straps over Violett’s shoulders and then pulled the cups away. Dana drew Violett toward herself and felt the firm mounds with their hard tips press against her own. When Violett’s naked flesh came into contact with Dana’s she moaned and hugged Dana tight. They lost themselves again in their kiss and they each pressed as much of their flesh together as they could. Their hands and arms explored each other’s backs in long undulating caresses.

It was Violett who acted first to remove her skirt. She unhooked the waist clasp and pushed down the zipper. Dana did the rest by sliding it past Violett’s round butt. Expecting panties beneath, she instead found the silky smooth fabric of a slip. She hooked her thumbs over the waistband and pushed it down to drop in the heap of clothes around their feet. As she dragged her fingertips back up she encountered the stiff, unyielding material of some kind of harness. She realized it was one of those old-fashioned garter-belts. Equipment she knew nothing about so she disregarded it.

Dana absolutely loved the embrace but she was struggling with deep urges to bring her sex into this encounter. More importantly, her swelling member was yearning to be freed and causing her some deal of discomfort. Violett must have sensed her frustration, she gently dug her fingers under the waistband of Dana’s pantyhose and panties and eased them down past Dana’s hips. The instant the restraining fabric was pushed away, Dana’s erection flew free from the clasp of the enveloping labia and sprang outward, bouncing between Violett’s thighs to rest firmly against the crotch of Violett’s panties. Relief at last.

Violett gasped at the surprise introduction and became immediately intrigued by the new participant. She moved a hand in between them and pulled back slightly. As she did, Dana’s erect member popped up toward Dana’s tummy to be caught in Violett’s fingers. Violett tenderly wrapped her fingers around it and gently gauged it. Dana was spellbound that someone would finally show her secret appendage the attention it craved.

Violett wanted a closer look. Breaking their kiss, she turned them both completely around to put Dana in the light and then sank down to the floor on her knees. Unable to take her eyes off Dana’s erection, she quickly peeled down the pantyhose and helped Dana step out of them and her shoes. The look on Violett’s face was one of joyous wonder. She reached toward Dana’s genitals but then abruptly stopped and looked up to Dana as if saying, ‘May I?’ Dana stroked Violett’s head and smiled down at her. Violett’s touch was soft and slow. Her one hand delicately clasped the finger sized organ while her other hand gently spread and probed the swollen flaps of labia apart.

“Ohhhhhh…” breathed Violett. “Oh, honey… it’s so beautiful.” She looked up into Dana’s eyes, “So very beautiful.”

Dana was so pleased with the praise. And then came something beyond her imagination. Violett tenderly hugged the enormous, swollen clitoris to her cheek. The touch was so soft and smooth. Violett turned her head and kissed it, and again, and again. Dana nearly fainted; those soft, supple lips were like no stimulation she could have ever created and the pleasure was almost too much to bear. Her nerves were loaded to capacity and she started trembling and twitching in the calamity. Her amazement was surpassed as Violett’s tongue dragged its way up and down Dana’s secret treasure, treating her to gratification like she had never dreamed possible. It wasn’t too long before one very long lick circled around the tip, then the lips spread over the head and Violett’s mouth slowly engulfed it, all the way to its base. Dana was overwhelmed. The warm, wet embrace and deft tongue caress were absolute heaven. Her knees buckled and she sank down. Her butt just barely caught the edge of the bed as her arms reached back blindly for support.

Violett followed her, braced her to help her fall, and shielded her teeth to prevent Dana from harm but kept her mouth on her quarry. She wound an arm under Dana’s thigh, around her hip, and place a palm gently over Dana’s tummy in both an embrace and a caress. Her other hand again parted Dana’s ample lips and slowly slithered a middle finger into Dana’s vagina. Violett’s head picked up speed as she raised and lowered her mouth on Dana’s erection, her tongue whipped back and forth on the underside with every pass. She intermittently pushed back the foreskin and swirled her tongue around the very sensitive tip. Her lips formed a firm, tight ring and she sucked hard, heightening all of the wonderful new sensations assailing Dana’s underappreciated appendage. Meanwhile, her finger explored Dana’s depths and then her palm turned upward as her finger curled to press upward on an ever so delightful place.

Dana was helpless against the surmounting pleasure. It was coming, no way to stop it. A huge orgasm approached; not the vagina kind, the clitoris kind. Her knees flew wide apart, her toes curled, her back arched. Dana knew what would come with it and she wanted to warn her lover. “I’m going to… “ She reached a hand to Violett’s forehead to get her attention. Violett only intensified her actions, making them each more deliberate. “I’m… cuh…cuh “ Oh the delight, such tremendous delight. She gasped and let go.

The tension building up in Dana all week exploded into a nerve shaking flash of pleasure. Dana fell back on the bed while her hips strained upward. Her first spurt gushed from her urethra and hit Violett in the chin. Violett paused only briefly in surprise but kept on pumping gently on Dana’s rigid flesh. Dana let out a soft groan as the second spurt shot out over Violett’s upturned palm. Dana jerked and twitched sporadically on the bed as the remainder of her ejaculation dribbled out and ran down her cleft mons. Her hips pumped slowly as she enjoyed an orgasm in ways she never had before. Violett stayed with her, slowing down the bobbing of her head and stilling her tongue, soothingly. She continued until Dana stopped shaking and her breathing normalized and then became still, just holding the overwrought organ with her tongue.

Dana’s hands lifted slowly to Violett’s head and then tenderly stroked her hair. With the most tranquil of expressions on her face, she drifted in her post climatic bliss. Her mind was lost in the wonder of Violett’s selfless gift.

Once Dana became still and quiet, Violett pulled out her finger, released her clit, and began to lick the length of Dana’s parted labia. She tenderly tongue-bathed the whole area, not stopping until Dana weakly raised herself upright. Violett looked up at Dana with an expression of conciliatory inquisition. When Dana smiled, Violett quickly wiped off her chin and her palm on the bedspread and threw her arms around her. Dana hugged her to her chest, kissed the top of her head and whispered, “Thank you… thank you so very much. Never have I… Ohhhh, never.” Mere words were not enough.

The two women remained motionless as happy thoughts of completeness swam in Dana’s mind. Meanwhile, Dana’s undaunted erection nestled between the soft pillows of Violett’s breasts. This party was far from over and Dana’s imagination was ripe with plenty more trysts to engage in. She pulled back from Violett, taking her softly by her cheeks and said, “There’s something I’ve always wanted to do.” Violett’s face lit up and she rose to her feet. Dana scooted to the center of the bed, tucking her legs underneath herself and sat up, waiting in eager anticipation.

Dana watched Violett seductively tuck her fingers under her panties and slowly push them down her legs. She stepped out of them and her shoes and then raised a foot up onto the bed in front of her. Dana noticed Violett’s pubic patch was trimmed neatly to an even, uniform length and surmised it to be the preference among the oral sex crowd. Her bikini line was bare and well defined, the upper vertices pointed sharply to her hips and the line between them rose to a peak in the center. Violett unfastened the clasps to her stocking and then glided it down her leg with her finger tips and pulled it off her foot. Next came the other leg in the same slow, seductive manner with Violett intently watching Dana’s eyes. Lastly, she loosened the hooks at the back of her belt and let it fall to the floor and stood before Dana completely nude. Dana marveled at what artists might call an ideal, perfect model of the female form, wildly feminine curves in the peak of youthful firmness. She lightly touched her erection and drank in her imminent conquest.

Violett knelt onto the bed and then walked on her knees toward Dana, her nipples danced upon her swaying breasts. Dana rose to meet her and they shared another tight embrace and deep kiss. As she pressed herself into the kiss, Dana noticed something subtly different. She could taste the remnants of her own ejaculate wrought by Violett but there was more. The kiss now carried the influence of Violett’s proven commitment to gratify her sexually.

Dana pushed her hips tight against Violett’s. Their pubic hair entangled and she felt her penis press into soft flesh. She tightened her embrace, new urges stirred deep within her. She wanted to force this woman down onto her bed, spread herself over her body and drive her groin into those moist, intimate charms. She wanted to take this woman, dominate this woman, subjugate this woman and use this woman for her pleasure. She wanted to violate her femininity, enter her body and drive her to rapture with her intrusive, uncompromising, rigid organ. Violett must have felt her urgency; she crumpled under Dana and lowered herself to the mattress. Dana followed her down until she was crouched over Violett’s prone form, still kissing her passionately.

Dana lifted herself over Violett’s body and as if on cue, Violett pulled herself up to rest her head on the pillow and spread her legs around Dana. Dana knelt before Violett’s hips and Violett pulled her legs up high and opened them wide while lifting her pelvis. She looked to Dana like an opening blossom, a woman’s invitation to be mounted and seeded. It was time to do just that. Supporting herself on one hand she pressed her penis down toward Violett’s crotch. Violett held open her labia with two fingers and pulled Dana toward her with her other hand. The scent of woman’s arousal was heavy around her as Dana found her mark and pressed into the parted flesh.

As Dana gained entry she marveled at how soft and slick the clinging flesh felt about her. She sank in all the way, until their mounds were mashed flat against each other and their labia were entangled in a deep wet kiss of their own. Dana grasped Violett’s waist and held tight, savoring this long awaited sensation. She threw back her head, closed her eyes and let out a long moan. Oh, such a sweet mixture of victory and passion. She had a woman beneath her, to take her lance, to administer her pleasure, to be… FUCKED. Ooo, that ugly word, Dana now took possession of it. She opened her eyes and gazed down upon her prize.

Violett was caught in her own tumult. Her eyes were wide with fire-like excitement and anticipation; her breath came in quick bursts. She wound her legs around Dana’s back and crossed her ankles. Her hands slid up Dana’s body slowly and cupped behind her shoulders. She craved what Dana was about to give her and would cling like a vine to get it.

Dana wanted to stir within Violett, churn her womb and feel those intimate recesses work their magic on her tender organ. She braced herself, hands at Violett’s sides, and her knees in a broad stance around Violett’s butt. She stabbed herself into her lover, in a spastic, clumsy, and selfishly brutal manner, she didn’t care, she wanted to taste the full range of pleasure a woman could give her. Her thrusts developed a rhythm and pounded with an intent fury, to capture this woman, break her and enslave her under a conquering weapon. Violett moaned sharply, matching the rhythm and fury at which she was being ravaged. Dana’s tempo increased until one stroke nearly disgorged her from her partner. She sank back home and stopped, pressed it in deeply and felt the softness close in around her.

Suddenly, her fury was dispelled. All of her pent up frustration and urge for conquest were appeased. She looked down into the face of her benevolent and accommodating partner. She saw those beautiful eyes and a compassionate gaze of a friend who would gladly give her anything she wanted, any way she wanted it. The eyes of another woman, like herself, who was well versed in the subjugation of her body and her own needs to the service of another. She came to see a companion, not a trophy. Sex was not a score to inflict but rather an offering to share.

Dana lowered herself onto Violett, never breaking her gaze with those beautiful eyes until their lips met again. She wrapped her arms around Violett’s back and tenderly embraced her head. She stretched out her legs and dropped her hips into the inviting cradle of Violett’s open pelvis. Violett gently encircled Dana’s back in her arms and the two held each other tightly and very still, subtly enjoying their kiss, their embrace, and their conjoined genitals. In silence they renegotiated their bond.

Dana reached into her past to recall a summer evening in college when her beau made sweet, tender love to her and so deeply touched her mood. She wanted to recreate that sensation and give it to her new lover. She ever so slowly began to move her hips, thrusting in upward and then back in a circular grind like her old love used to do. She tried to give Violett the sensation of her entire length moving within and then treat her clitoris to an even, gliding pressure.

Violett moved with her, pulling her hips back as Dana withdrew and then forward to meet Dana’s pelvic bone for that tender kiss against her mons. They danced their synchronized duet slowly and making only small motions at first, learning the mechanics of their coitus. Violett let out a long whimper with each breath. As Dana picked up her pace and lengthened her stroke the moans rose in encouragement. Dana’s hips were now thrusting in that familiar cadence of mating, nature providing excellently a means by which to employ herself with her partner. It was in every aspect true sexual intercourse as the bed betrayed their antics with accompanying creaks and thumps.

Dana began to enjoy the responses she was invoking in her love-mate and started to alternate her moves to orchestrate Violett’s moans. Those moans were rising quickly as Dana engaged the full cycle of motion. Violett was climbing quickly to an orgasm, her voice rose to a crescendo and then she tensed and clamped hard around Dana’s body. Dana froze to let her lover focus on her release. When she felt Violett relax, she continued with her steady revolution.

Dana was truly enjoying herself; the kind of pleasure known only to men, with a woman no man could have. That thought stuck in Dana’s mind, the nature of their contact and that she was engaging another woman in an act of intimacy that was probably unique in all the world. The snug feeling of Violett’s walls clinging and tugging on her tender skin as she glided in and out were pulling her to another climax of her own but she was rapidly discovering how to control her pleasure by altering her movement. She could easily drive herself over the edge but she was enjoying her lover’s body so much she just teased herself to the brink and then stayed it off by shortening her stroke.

Violett, on the other hand, was enjoying constant bliss. No sooner had she recovered from her first climax than another began to mount. Her moans droned on into a continuous chorus that rose to a frantic plea as her orgasm took her and then trailed off into a feeble whimper. She had lapsed into a semi-conscious stupor where she teetered and floated at the mercy of her lover’s slightest touch or least little movement. Dana kept supplying her with that pleasure, enjoying her command and the effects she elicited almost as much as what she herself felt. Maybe it was just a way Violett had of surrendering herself to the act but Dana was experiencing a sense of power that a woman like Violett, so highly prized and in such command of presence, could be rendered so helpless and utterly consumed at Dana’s whim and wile.

Their love-making played on through an indeterminate matter of time and a trackless number of Violett’s climaxes. As a fresh one approached, Dana broke their kiss and lifted her head to watch the changes in her partner’s face. Her face was of angelic tranquility with swollen lips from their long kiss. As her crisis came, her brow furrowed slightly and she threw back her head. She uttered a long, deep groan and pumped her hips against Dana while in her throes. After it passed she lifted her head and began kissing Dana’s shoulder. She pressed her advance downward toward Dana’s breast. Dana lifted herself and pulled Violett’s head toward her chest. Finding the hard nub of nipple, Violett suckled and Dana became confronted with pleasure she could no longer stave off.

As an orgasm quickly came upon her it seized control of her body and she flew into a torrent of motion that seemed automatic. Her hips bucked against her mate in a force and rhythm she was unable to stop. She abandoned herself to it and let the climax create itself. Violett’s moans rose as she rode along with Dana’s frenzy and her impending orgasm. At the peak of her passion, Dana felt the compulsion to press her over-stimulated penis as deeply into her lover’s nurturing pussy as she could and enjoy her effect to the utmost. She pushed herself firmly against Violett’s hips and froze. Her orgasm came hard, she grunted as every muscle in her body strained and clenched against her pleasure. And oh, such pleasure. Every nerve of her system seemed to laugh with joy. Mashed against Violett’s plush vulva her urethra erupted and spat forth her ejaculation. Spurt after spurt the thick fluid flowed between the great swollen curtains of her labia and poured over her lover’s open sex, between her parted lips, and dribbled down slowly toward her crotch.

Violett squealed and clung to Dana tightly, her hips ground in tiny circles as she joined Dana in sublime, absolute bliss. Both of them uttered their last murmurs of satisfaction, their bodies locked in a tense knot, struggling with the remnants of their exploded lust. Slowly their grip on each other relaxed and they fell into a happy repose. Their climaxes as well as their intercourse evolved from a physical into an emotional experience. Violett released Dana’s breast and dropped her head back onto the bed. She lowered her hips and let her legs slide down Dana’s to wrap around the backs of her thighs. Simultaneously, Dana nestled her head on her lover’s shoulder and settled her body atop Violett’s. Neither said a word, they just languidly caressed each other and drifted dreamily amidst the pleasant thoughts and feelings their actions had just rendered.

Dana was experiencing an epiphany. Her mind, of course, was filled with wondrous thoughts of the physical sensations her body had just experienced along with warm feelings for her partner and the unselfish way she had delivered those sensations. New perspectives were unfolding before her, about her life, her sexuality, her identity, and her emotional capacity. New possibilities were presenting themselves. Could she become a lesbian? Is this the destiny that she was born to fulfill? Was there a place for her in this new world? She thought more about the woman lying beneath her. Violett was gently petting her from her shoulders to her butt, from her arms to her hips, softly kissing her forehead. There was no revulsion, inhibition or even hesitation in Violett’s service to her. She had done and let Dana do what Dana believed no other person ever would. As unnatural as it seemed, it was a freer and more satisfying exchange than Dana had ever known with any man – in or out of bed.

Dana rose up on her elbows and looked down on Violett’s face. So lovely and so loving. Neither said anything but volumes of understanding passed between them. Dana’s erection was still lodged in Violett but their connection felt much deeper than that to Dana. She thought briefly about engaging in another rut. No, this time was too precious to go chasing after more orgasms.

The rush of lust was fading and Dana noticed a chill in the room. She felt Violett shiver and Dana suggested, “Let’s get warm.”

Dane rose up off of Violett, her penis disengaged with a slight squishy sound and pointed at her partner as Dana sat back on her haunches. Violett sat up and moved very sluggishly, weak and weary from her ordeal. Together they pulled back the covers and slid beneath. They pulled each other close, lying on their sides. Dana hooked her leg over Violett’s thigh to warm her up. She raised herself on her elbow and studied her companion.

A clinging pearl-white bead of her emission on Violett’s vulva caught Dana’s attention. She touched it with her finger and lightly smeared it into the matted hair contemplatively. She would never have dreamed of touching another woman’s sex but now it seemed only fitting. Violett’s finger crept down and joined Dana’s in idly working the moisture around. She found a larger glob that still clung to her labia. With her finger she dragged the glob between her labia and pushed it into her vagina. Dana’s finger followed. Together, both women’s fingers stirred the wet recesses.

Dana watched her lover’s face. Surely, Violett knew it wasn’t sperm but rather an inert byproduct of Dana’s arousal. She thought of her past and of leaving her emission on her lovers, their reactions and her self-condemnation. This situation was so different. Without any fanfare, Violett showed that she was not in the least bit repulsed by the nature of Dana’s sexuality but rather fully aware of its form and function, she openly welcomed Dana’s body and its physical effect. Dana appreciated the gesture as a right of acceptance and kissed Violett’s forehead in gratitude.

Violett took the same finger from her vagina and reached to Dana’s gaping labia and gently traced the open slit. She pushed open the broad flaps of flesh and delicately caressed their surface, admiring the shape and texture. The finger delved lower and deeper until plunging into Dana’s crevice. They drew each other closer and enjoyed their new found intimacies and tender connection for quite some time.

“We mixed well,” she said, breaking the idle reticence. “That was so erotic.”

“My body within yours,” responded Dana. She gently probed and explored Violett’s soft folds. This intimacy was so precious. She thought this the perfect way to wind down from sex.

“You inside of me.” Violett closed her eyes and sighed. Her fingers still lightly engaged Dana’s sex, petting her labia with finger tips and stroking her wilted penis like a dear friend.

“’ you tired?” asked Dana. Violett nodded. “You really spent yourself,” she added. “I lost count of how many times you went off.” She didn’t mean to fish for compliments but she was hungry for some kind of feedback and reluctant to let this delightful mood fade away.

Violett giggled, “I cum real easy, …but never quite like that.” She wrapped her arm around Dana and hugged her tight. “You were fantastic. That was the most wonderful experience I ever had.”

“I’ll bet you say that to all the girls,” teased Dana. The compliment was making her glow with pride. She hoped it was true.

With a smile and raised eyebrows Violett replied, “No I don’t... ‘ don’t need to.” She was speaking slower and slower.

“What did I do that was so special,” Dana inquired?

“You… were inside me,” she replied with a yawn. “You gave me a kind of closeness no one ever has.” Her fingers were moving slower, almost becoming still.

“Haven’t you ever had a man,” Dana continued?

“Sorta,” said Violett. “W’n I was fifteen.”

“Teenage crush,” asked Dana in a light-hearted tone, kissing her temple?

“Gang… rape,” came the weak reply.

Dana’s breath caught in her throat. With eyes wide she looked at Violett in stunned amazement. The simple confession revealed tragedy and strength in measures beyond her imagination. Such savage cruelty and the lonely isolation it must have created. She pondered it deeply, about what Violett must have gone through and how it might have landed the girl here. She compared it to her own tragedies and how they had shaped her own destiny. She thought about the vastness of the world and how two wounded hearts could find and mend each other. She contemplated what she might give to her new friend. She pulled Violett tight against her neck and kissed her head

Violett’s hand fell limply from its lodging. Dana withdrew her own finger and gave her lover one last pet. It was time for sleep. Dana slid out of bed and turned off the light. Scooting back in next to Violett she slid her arm underneath the sleeping woman’s head and cradled her against her shoulder.

“Nnnnnm… D’na…? Honey,” said Violett groggily? “Please…? Be here… when I wake up.”

It occurred to Dana that many of Violett’s lovers left her before dawn or dismissed her from their beds to go home alone. Dana kissed her forehead and hugged her close, “Sure I will.” ‘Poor, damaged Violett,’ she thought. She mused on the soft supple flesh that clung to her in the dark like no one ever had. There was a new warm glow within her. She felt protective, she felt strong, and she felt vital. She closed her eyes and was soon asleep.


Part 3 - The Morning After

Dana had a wonderful dream. She floated to her hometown on a soft cloud of purple flowers. Her mother welcomed her home, brimming with pride. When she arrived on her old familiar streets, the entire town was there to greet her like an avenging hero. They had a parade for her, she was treated like royalty and her beauty was roundly praised. There were humble apologies from everyone. At the end of the parade, a banquet was held in her honor. It was hosted by a beautiful, auburn-haired young woman of great renown and distinction. Dana could not see her face but she knew who the young woman was.

--------

She did not know what time it was, an increase in the drone of traffic and a trace of light glowing around the edge of the curtain told Dana it was early morning. She felt two soft, fleshy pillows lightly dragging over her skin and then a pair of lips kissing her arm, her shoulder and her neck. She smiled and opened her eyes to see a tussled halo of hair and two puffy eyes beaming down upon her. “Good morning,” said Violett, kissing her tenderly.

“Good morning,” answered Dana when their lips parted. “Who’s been sleeping in my bed?” A thrill like a summer breeze blew through her as the fond memory of who shared her bed refreshed itself in her mind. She rolled onto her back and stretched. She felt so invigorated and happy.

“Do you like sex in the morning,” asked last night’s angel?

“I don’t know,” replied Dana bemusedly. “I suppose it’s never too late to learn.” It would have been impossible to say no to those lips. Those lips were kissing her neck and shoulder again, working their way toward Dana’s tender breasts. She smiled to herself, this woman had a way of really making her feel wanted, and that was so nice to wake up to. She felt the tuft of Violett’s pubic area against her thigh. Violett was rubbing herself against her, priming herself for the approaching act. Dana could feel the moistness of her lover’s anticipation smearing on her leg. She swept her fingers through her own labia and found a matching ambition. Her erection was stirring awake too, anxious for another taste of sweet Violett. The rest of Dana’s body was not quite as alert. She cradled her bedmate in her arms and passively let herself be made love to.

Violett found her nipple and attached herself to it. Meanwhile, she had straddled Dana’s thigh and was grinding herself with blind determination. Dana lifted her knee to give her lover a better objective. She heard soft, steady moans from her partner, rising in pitch to meet that pinnacle of delight. Violett tensed and squealed through her body’s commotion. Dana stroked her and kissed her head after it had passed its course. Violett recovered and continued. Their lovemaking continued for over a half an hour, Violett exercised herself from one peak to the next while alternating attention on Dana’s nipples; Dana enjoying her own rub in a slow push against Violett’s hip.

Dana was so contented to let her body be used for her lover’s pleasure. She could have gladly spent the entire morning watching her pet enjoy herself so shamelessly and affectionately. After a particularly intense climax had wrought her, Violett rose up from Dana’s body. She lay across Dana, to the side and lowered her head to Dana’ lap. Dana felt kisses about her navel, hips and thighs. She smiled as she felt an assault mounted teasingly toward her sex.

Violett kissed her way to Dana’s vulva and then parted the lips with her tongue, delving through the puffy lips she went the length and then worked back and forth to tantalize the sensitive folds with her raspy lick. When she had driven Dana to deep sighs, she finally turned her attention to the now achingly stiff erection which rose from the top of the narrow slit in a gentle arc toward Dana’s belly. She drug her tongue over it in the same fashion, pushing Dana’s anticipation to the extreme before her lips passed over the tip and engulfed the member into her mouth’s silky embrace.

Dana moaned loudly. She was quickly brought to the precipice of ultimate pleasure just like she was brought the night before. Violett’s mouth was working a mastery on her precious little organ she found hard to believe. That mouth was sliding up and down as the tongue swirled and flittered all about its length and tip. Soft lips gripped the long, tender clitoris and her gentle suction drew the supple flesh snugly against her licking caress. Just as quick as that, Dana felt her climax approaching. Violett’s thumb entered her and pressed upon the roof of her vagina, Dana plunged over the edge. She grunted, thrust up her hips, and her urethra spat out her ejaculation against Violett’s pressed palm. Her body, still weak from her night’s sleep, twitched and shook. Violett sucked hard on her until her crisis had fully passed and then released her and began kissing her length. That was Dana’s first early morning tryst and as the soothing afterglow spread through her she pondered making it a regular habit in her life.

Violett rose and smiled wickedly. She positioned herself on her knees straddling Dana’s hips. Dana knew what they were about to engage in and placed her hands on Violett’s waist. Violett lifted Dana’s still-erect flesh and positioned it at her sex’s open gate. She lowered herself on Dana, sank down to sit in Dana’s pelvis, and then gyrated to fully set their congress. Dana spread her knees to afford unobstructed access. They took each other by the hands and laced their fingers. For a long time they just smiled at each other.

Violett began to move, astounding Dana with a motion that would make a belly dancer proud. She moved only her hips and alternated between a rocking and a circular action. The way she moved was causing Dana’s penis to be swirled around in soft, silky-smooth depths almost as stimulating as her mouth. Violett’s eyes closed and she threw back her head. She arched her back and pressed her pubic bone against Dana’s, her dance intensified and she moaned her pleasure.

Dana lifted her head to watch their patches grind against each other. She admired the contrast between her red curls and her lover’s dark comb. She noticed Violett’s breasts hanging in front of her, swaying enticingly. She wrapped her arms around Violett’s back and pulled herself into the soft flesh. She found a nipple with her mouth, sucking and tickling it with her tongue like had been done to hers. The effect on Violett was immediate. Her groans became louder, her breathing quickened and her hips twisted and ground with a fierce urgency. She was rising to some pinnacle higher than anything she had displayed the night before. Suddenly, Dana felt every muscle in Violett’s body tense and harden under her soft skin. “Oh, puss!” she exclaimed out loud and just froze, “Uhhhhhg!” Her voice fell off into a kind of wailing lament. She remained straining above Dana for almost a minute before grunting and then collapsing atop her like a wet towel. Dana caught her and followed her down.

Dana wondered if her partner was alright. She reached for Violett’s hand lying by her face and clasped it. She was relieved when the hand responded, laced her fingers and held tight. Dana soothed and stroked her beautiful friend and contemplated the simple symbolism of two lover’s clasped hands. The minutes passed as the two reflected on their union.

Dana needed to pee. She carefully rolled Violett onto her back. She brushed the hair from Violett’s face and then kissed her on each of her eyelids. Violett smiled and said hoarsely, “’ couple more like that and I’ll be in a coma.”

Dana kissed her again and said, “You rest, I gotta go tinkle.”

“Don’t lose your way back,” she replied.

Dana pulled the covers over her lover and slid out of bed. In the bathroom she squat down on the toilet and assessed herself. Her penis hung out before her vulva, swollen and distended from her extended rut, her labia were still puffed out from the remnants of her arousal. With one hand she lifted the dangling clitoris out of the way and spread apart the stretched and bloated flaps to pee. There was a bit of a sting that she always had when she urinated not long after an ejaculation. It passed and she enjoyed her relief. She reached over to the sink and turned on the hot water then tossed a washrag into the basin.

Arising from her squat, she faced the mirror and looked at herself. It was her familiar fresh morning face with no trace of shame or remorse, just a glint of seasoned wisdom gained from her newfound awareness. She took the rag from the sink, wrung it, and tended to her adventured sex. She wiped away the dried remains of herself and Violett’s ardor. In the soothing warmth she found a new pride in her maligned genitals. They had rewarded her richly and in stark contrast to her past affairs, they had been welcomed and cherished by a doting lover. Yes, she liked the woman she saw in the mirror.

Returning to bed she found Violett curled up sound asleep. Dana spooned with her and held her tight. She mused what a nice girlfriend the witty and charming young miss would make. She dozed off and on a bit and played with the happy thoughts in her mind.

Invariably, her mind tended toward the sensual and the sensuous creature she held. Her scent, the softness of her skin, her capacity for pleasure all drew Dana’s arousal. She opened her eyes to find Violett asleep on her stomach. She brought up her thigh and wrapped her leg over the sleeping woman’s upturned posterior. She felt her erection swell, yearning for appeasement and when Dana pressed it to the yielding plush of Violett’s rump she fed that yearning. She wanted Violett, again. She rolled atop her partner and began to stroke Violett’s arms and shoulders, trying to stir her lover’s passion. Her lips followed her caresses and made their way to Violett’s neck and cheek. Violett stretched and giggled.

“There she is,” she whispered into Violett’s ear. “Let’s play.”

“Nnmmh?” cooed Violett with a broad smile. “You want some of this? Hmmn? You wanna bump some fur?”

Dana responded to Violett’s taunts with her kisses. Her lover’s teasing remarks were tugging urgently on her desire. “Time for some Angel food.”

“Yeah?… You want some fuck, don’t you?… Gimme some tail,” She lifted her butt, into Dana’s needful flesh. “It’s yours, puss.”

Dana welcomed the offering, pushing and bumping her hungry clitoris against the ample, soft cushion. She wrapped her arms around Violett’s arms and craned her neck over Violett’s shoulder. Violett lifted her head to meet the kiss. The two held their twisted embrace and turned that kiss into a moment of passion that rivaled all of their encounters. Dana spread her knees around Violett’s thighs to better enjoy her grind. As they kissed that grind turned into a steady hump.

Violett arched her back and lifted her butt higher, letting her lover use her. Their lips met and broke, met and broke, smacking the sweet sound of consumed lover’s ardor. As Dana humped and fucked against Violett her own secretions lubricated their contact and she soon found her engorged clitoris sliding in silky-smooth ecstasy. The billowing cushion embraced her flesh while at the same time provided an ideal mount. The soft skin between her thighs completed the sensation and Dana fell into such bliss she never wanted to end.

“Oh, baby that’s good. That’s… so… good,” Dana groaned between kisses.

“It’s us, honey… We’re good together,” breathed Violett. “Take me, puss... Make me yours… Use me... Love me.”

Violett was the picture of passivity, holding her rump high in the air for her lover’s enjoyment and seeking nothing in return but her lover’s mounting delight.

Dana felt passion like she had never known simmering inside her. She burned her kisses into Violett’s neck and shoulder, swimming in the tide of pliant flesh, sliding and bumping in ecstasy. With it came a yearning, almost akin to love. Could she? Could she fall in love with this woman? The offer was made, she gave herself to Dana. She said she wanted Dana to take her, captivate her, conquer her, and bind her devotion. Dana was deeply moved by the notion and she never wanted anything so much in her life.

She pumped her tender organ into the soft flesh beneath her. Violett’s creamy smooth skin pressed into the hollow of Dana’s hips and cushioned the embrace of Dana’s thighs. Dana spread her knees wide and humped into the luxurious softness and never wanted it to end.

The two worked together, pushing back and forth, teasing copulatory urges that were beyond either woman’s familiarity. They sought no reward or singular goal, just the extension of their enraptured mood and their tongue-sucking kisses traded over Violett’s shoulder. Violett reached back with her hand to stroke and pull encouragingly at Dana’s hip.

It went on for almost an hour as the two women skirted the edge of abandonment. Violett took the plunge over the edge. “Inside me,” she exerted and pushed her rump higher, arching her back, rising up on her knees, exposing her crotch to Dana’s pressing need. Dana slid lower as Violett then reached between her legs and her fingers found Dana’s erection. She pulled it toward her waiting cleft and parted her legs to receive it. Violett was hungry for the intimacy of their union and for her reward, Dana would feed her.

Dana curled her hips around Violett’s butt and thrust toward the wet, clasping prize. Guided by Violett’s fingers she found herself again immersed in that warm, clinging embrace. Dana reached around her lover’s waist for leverage, pressed herself in deep and held it. The feeling of Violett’s cushy posterior pressed firmly against her girding hips gave an added sense of envelopment and Dana indulged herself in it. She wanted to prolong that steady, rolling grind they had so enjoyed just before uniting and so she made her thrusting the same kind of slow, even push with an added twist of her hips which made her penis stir around in Violett’s womanhood. She held herself up by her arms over Violett and enjoyed the view over her supine partner. She admired the way her lover so freely offered herself and Dana seasoned her mind for thoroughly satisfactory sex.

“Are you mine, honey?” Violett’s voice sank sultry and low. “I’m yours, lovey. It’s all for you. Say you’re mine.”

She felt soft flesh against her tummy, her pubis, her hips and between her thighs. Swerving, curling, twisting, and grinding against the voluptuous cushion of Violett’s ample and welcoming back-side, Dana pressed her erection into the moist snugness and it responded by clutching on her tender member. She wanted it to never end.

“Give me, puss. Give it to your baby.” Violett’s voice now a low, raspy croak. “Love me. Love me. Nmmmmmmmmmmm.”

Dana thrust in deep and slow. She felt a twitching movement through her entrenched penis and realized her partner was fiercely frigging herself to a matching gratification. Both women were groaning and moaning in their separate ecstasies. Dana was quickly discovering a mastery of her pleasure such that through concise control of her movements she could tease herself to the verge of orgasm and then prolong that sensation indefinitely. She was loosing all track of time and determined, through Violett’s demeanor, she was lost in the same state of mind.

Long into their consuming rapture, Dana felt trembling fingers creep across the underside of her delving penis and pleasure compounded itself to yet higher extremes. While trying to cope with this, Violett’s finger hooked its way into Dana’s vagina and began stirring it. She deftly found that wonderful spot on the roof of Dana’s vagina and pressed it delicately in a circular motion.

The effect on Dana was rapid and powerful. The orgasm she thought she would control leapt upon her before she could prepare. A spastic torrent seized her and she bucked hard into her partner evoking a moan and then her thick, milky expulsion dribbled into Violett’s hand and her own tight, red curls. “Oh… sweet baby,” she whispered as she lowered her head onto Violett’s shoulder. Her cheek nestled in the soft, fragrant curls of Violett’s mane and she repeatedly bore her sucking kisses onto her lover’s shoulder. Her pause was brief and she resumed her steady thrust and twist. The climax wracked her but so intense was her level of arousal it made little impact on her focus.

Dana dug her hand beneath her lover's hip, delving for her key to ecstasy and found it at the top of Violett's cleft. Not really knowing the limits of another woman's clitoris she approached it carefully. Starting at its base, she pressed a finger on either side of the narrow ridge of flesh and worked it round in a circle, opposite the twist of her hips, and then moved her way toward the end. She knew she had succeeded when moans rose from Violett in increasing volume.

An orgasm had taken Violett, her shudder confirmed it. Dana continued, playing the young temptress' pleasure as she cooed her way to another shaking crescendo. She soon had Violett lapsed into the same daze of climactic rapture she had fallen into the preceding night.

She found Dana’s other hand, resting by her head, and Violett pulled Dana’s thumb into mouth and began sucking it and twirling her tongue around it like she had treated Dana’s clitoris. Underneath the two, the ejaculate spilled by Dana had been smeared and spread by both of their hands until a slick coating covered both of their pubic areas. Violett's moans came out long and regular, her responsiveness drew away but she kept her massaging finger gently stirring Dana's vagina, her rump held high and her crotch exposed to Dana's rolling lunges.

Dana assumed the same detachment, resting all but her thrusting hips and cleverly digging fingers. She focused on her own pleasure and enjoyed Violett's freely offered sexuality. She let her finger probe back, down over Violett's slit to her vagina. She felt her penis sliding over it and into Violett. She marveled at the sensation and then followed her plunging member into the slick, snug hole. She delighted in tickling her own clit as it fucked into her friend. Yes, she loved that word now.

Dana soon felt another of her own orgasms approaching and rather than negotiate it into a fitting opportunity, she let it come at its own pace. Dana's hips spastically slammed tight against her lover and as electric joy surged through her every nerve she gushed another dose of her emissions over both women's busy hands. Undaunted by the release, Dana sought what lie beyond it and continued her exertion against beautiful Violett's backside. She returned her fingers to her lover's clitoris and then slowly abandoned her consciousness. She eventually became lost in the steady drip-feed of pleasure. She lapsed into the same state as Violett and began the same long, droning moans of absent delight. On it went.

Their struggle became weaker and weaker until either barely moved at all but they held their connection, Dana's penis lodged firmly in Violett's pussy and each of them lost deep in the recesses of her own bliss.

The two absorbed lovers continued through the morning, pushing and straining against each other, writhing in their love dance, oblivious to the world. Violett quaked through many small eruptions. Dana’s next orgasm hit her like a convulsion, her ejaculate completely spent, came out a weak trickle.

Following her final orgasm, Dana seemed to be lost in the throes of her lust and just shivered and convulsed on Violett’s back. Alarmed, Violett rolled her off, knelt beside her and scooped her up in her arms. “Dana? Honey? Sweetie, come out of it.”

Dana bolted upright, “What! Wh-what!.”

“Shhh shh. It’s OK. You’re alright.” Violett held on to her and peppered her with kisses to calm her down.

Slowly regaining her awareness, Dana rested her head on the softness of Violett’s breast and let her fright be soothed away. The storm had passed. She was a helpless lump of raw emotions. Her exertions had left her in a daze that was too comfortable to disturb.

Dana wanted to reach out from her silence but she was overwhelmed by a flurry of strange feelings about herself, her needs, and her perennial values. It was a delirium of new and conflicting thoughts that swirled in her mind, clamoring for attention. She stayed them off and let her mind drift in the sweet, languid absence. She took note of each feeling and set them aside for later contemplation.

In this instant, she just wanted to relax in the soft comforting embrace. It felt familiar to her. It felt like the safety of her mother’s soothing hug. Another new feeling popped into her awareness – shame. What would her mother say about all this? She pushed that away for later, with the other feelings. The only feeling she felt like dealing with was gratitude. She felt she really should be thanking Violett for all she had given her. Yes, she must do that but to linger in this narcotic disconnection for just a while longer...

She wrapped her arms around Violett’s waist and held her firmly. She listened to the gentle thumping of her lover’s heart and tried to formulate in words the appreciation she needed to express. Her ravenous erection slowly wilted in want of Violett’s body. Her nipples softened from their alert yearning. The couple’s relationship silently transformed as they each adjusted to new roles, the people they were outside this room.

Violett seemed to understand Dana’s reticence. It was not the time to push sensuality but rather to draw back to each other’s comfort zones. To make ready for the reemergence to the non-sexual world. To, perhaps, resurrect their relationship beyond the bed, as two friends with a secret bond.

The moment was priceless to both of them and they would have clung to it indefinitely but the phone burst in upon their peace with an angry ring. Dana slowly rose and crawled over to answer it. “Hello,” she said, weakly.

“Yes. This is the front desk,” came a nasally female voice. “It is now 11 o’clock. Check out time is noon. Would you like to check out or will you be staying with us another night?”

“No. I’ll be checking out at noon,” answered Dana. She felt awkwardly exposed, talking to this woman from the love-nest of another.

“Alright then,” the oblivious woman replied. “Shall I put this charge on your card?”

“Yes, that will be fine.”

“We hope you enjoyed your stay. Please come again.”

Dana just hung up the phone. Her exciting adventure was over. She felt like a kid at the end of a carnival ride. And, embarrassingly, she had yet to absolve herself with Violett. She knelt by the nightstand, in the same fuzzy-headed silence.

“Come on, honey,” said Violett, sliding off the bed and standing in front of Dana. “There’s time to get cleaned up. Let me help you.” She reached around her shoulders and helped Dana to her feet. It was not the lust filled embrace they shared the night before but a helpful one as Dana leaned against her friend to be guided to the bathroom.

Violett turned on the water for the shower and tested it. She took a towel from the rack, bent over and wrapped it around her hair and tied it into a quick knot. She stood up and looked into Dana’s eyes. Her smile was warm and understanding.

Dana returned her smile and opened her mouth to speak. ‘Tell her! Tell her she is the most wonderful being you have ever known! Tell her you cannot thank her enough and you will never forget her!’ Dana’s mind screamed for her to say. Nothing came out, she just smiled and stroked Violett’s back.

Violett took hold of her elbow and assisted her to step into the tub, showing her more nurturing comfort than any lover ever had. The warm water was a treat in itself and Dana retreated further into herself. She felt no ill will toward Violett, on the contrary, she felt warmth and companionship but she was becoming afraid her silence was giving the opposite impression. They quietly shared their shower, took turns under the spray and washed away their passion’s residue. Dana looked imploringly into Violett’s eyes trying to convey what she could not say. Violett patted her on the cheek, smiled and nodded her head. She seemed to comprehend Dana’s contemplative mood, like she had seen it before or had maybe felt it herself at some time.

After their shower they dried off and then set about getting dressed. Dana had travelling clothes already laid out and her bags were packed. She placed her clothes from last night in the shopping bag and then got herself dressed.

Violett’s chore was less complex. She stuffed her stockings, garter belt and slip in her bag and then began dressing from the pile on the floor. Dana watched her and slowly began to grasp what hitherto insurmountable barriers this modest heroine had knocked down for her. She wondered what Violett would go home to, what champion would rise for her causes. She became very sad for her and felt like crying. That is when the dam burst and Dana finally spoke her gratitude. She gathered Violett in her arms and gave her a warm hug.

“Oh, Violett. I… I…,” she sobbed. “Can I ever thank you enough? Last night meant so much to me. You were so wonderful. Thank you, thank you, thank you.” Violett returned the embrace and they held each other like two long parted friends.

“I’m so glad,” whispered Violett. “You’re a wonderful young lady. And if you can’t find a guy to figure that out, you can always count on me.”

Dana pulled back to gauge her admission.

Violett looked at her imploringly. “Here,” she said. She used the pen from the dresser and quickly jotted something down on the note pad before tearing off the sheet and handing it to Dana. “Call me,” said Violett. “Any time. Even if you just want to talk.”

Dana read the note. It was her name - her whole name - with a phone number and an address. It was a very imprudent gesture, especially for a professional. Dana took it to mean genuine concern about her as a person, not just about sex.

Violett handed her a tissue and kissed her cheek. “I mean it,” she said, almost as if reading Dana’s mind. “You’re a cherished part of me now. I’ll always be here for you.” She lifted Dana’s chin and looked her directly in her eyes. “We had better say our goodbyes here,” whispered Violett. “Outside is another world.”

Dana finished drying her eyes and then threw her arms around Violett and hugged her tight. Their embrace was long and silent, temple to temple; they gathered the last semblance of each other’s essence to commit to memory. A clattering noise from parking lot jolted them from their observance. They kissed again – not the lust crazed frenzy, but a sincere and respectful exchange of farewells. They separated and picked up their things. It was time to go.

Dana was first out of the room with her bags and made directly for the trunk of her car. Violett closed the door and followed. After Dana had opened the trunk and placed her bags inside she turned to her friend to speak again of her special gratitude. “I…,” she began but Violett turned her head and glanced to alert Dana of the cleaning woman pulling her cart up the walk. Dana bit her lip in frustration. Violett gave her a smile and a wink then just slowly backed toward her car.

That would have to do for a goodbye. Dana closed her trunk and got into her car hoping she would not break down again. She backed out of her spot and catching Violett’s face as she looked over her shoulder she brushed away a tear and waved solemnly to her Angel of Lost Girls.

As she drove down the lot and to the street, Dana glanced back in her rear view mirror. Violett still stood there where she left her, in a wide, relaxed stance, watching Dana drive away. Mascara smeared eyes. Her hair hung in a tussled muss about her head and shoulders. Her blouse spilled out loosely around her waist and her skirt was a cascade of wrinkles. Used and bedraggled as she was, she was still the most beautiful woman Dana had ever seen.

A gap opened in traffic and Dana pulled out onto the street. A short block later she was on the freeway. She felt confident, validated, revitalized. Maybe Violett had meant everything she said. Maybe it wasn’t all just part of the show. Maybe Dana possessed the charms to capture the wanton woman’s heart. She knew she would come back someday soon to test her flesh against the pretty call-girl again. She didn’t know where it would lead, but it was such a delightful notion to hold on to. All she knew for certain was that she would arrive home a surer, wiser woman than when she left. For now, that was priceless to her.

The End



]]> Sun, 29 Jan 2017 20:57:29 UTC Sailbad Lesbian Stories 1 1 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/lesbian-stories/dana-the-angel-of-lost-girls/ http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/transgender-stories/my-new-neighbor/ Fri, 16 Dec 2016 17:57:26 UTC truestorieteller0726 Transgender Stories 2 2 0 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/stories/transgender-stories/my-new-neighbor/