Jill a transsexual describes how she educates a novice TV.

 

A new experience for Sara                   by: Sara Rêver Éveillé

 

You and I are going on a shopping trip to a large mall. Being proper ladies we dressed conservatively. Me in a navy blue shirtwaist dress with the hem just two inches above the knee. You in a red and black plaid, wool wrap skirt, and black silk blouse. Both of us wore nude pantyhose over tight panty girdles to keep us tucked as well as hidden from the eyes of sales women. We both wore sensible shoes, 2" heels, since we would be doing a lot of walking.

You are a little nervous at first, afraid that you will be read. Every time a guy glances at us you get a worried look on your face. I explain that they were just admiring a beautiful young woman. Your hair is done up perfectly and so are your nails, as well as your understated makeup. It is day time so we do not want to draw attention to ourselves by dressing like sluts.

We are having a ball in Victoria’s Secret trying on bras, panties, garter belts, camisoles, nightshirts, and the like. I stand at the door of the dressing room protecting you from the prying eyes of the sales women.

From time to time I peek in and smile my approval at each garment you try on. As you pull panties on over your pantyhose and panty girdle you have to untuck yourself because your excitement is growing. Thank heavens the panty girdle keeps you nice a flat against your abdomen. None the less, I can tell that you were long and hard.

My own experience of trying on all of those sexy undies is so exciting that I too have to untuck to allow my ‘clit’ to get hard. It can be very painful when a tucked clit gets hard. I must confess that I was also getting hard thinking about making love to your beautiful clit with my hands and mouth. Well none of the saleswomen suspect a thing. I do all of the talking because your voice still needs some training.

We walk out of VS’s with several bra and panty sets, some new garter belts (in red, black, and white), some hose, and a couple of satin night shirts (red, royal blue, and black). We each bought the same things. I am dying to see you in the red garter belt, red hose, red bra, and red thong, but that will have to wait.

We still have some more shopping to do but our hands are full of packages. I send you out to the car to drop the packages off while I have a cup of coffee in the food court. I know you are nervous being alone but I think it best. You had to get use to it. You quickly return and sit next to me. Wondering if you will ever learn, I tell you to sit lady like by crossing your legs. Being lunch time, the mall is quite crowded.

This is good for your because you blend into the crowd. I assure you that you looked perfectly normal. I get up to get a coffee re-fill and to get you some tea.

I ask you to watch the women who were passing by and point out to me the ones that you think are the most stylish or the most beautiful. You look for a while as the women pass by.

Then you say, "There. The young blond in that short black mini skirt."

"What do you like about her?" I ask.

"She has beautiful legs," you answer.

"Yours are better, my Dear," I answer, and you blush.

Then I ask you to point out a man that you would die to have sex with. This makes you very uncomfortable but you watch as the people pass by. After what seems like a long time, you point to a man wearing a dark blue suit. He is in his 30s, quite handsome, and very tall with an athletic build.

"Why him?" I ask.

"He has a nice smile," you answer.

"Good answer," I reply. "And he is cute. I bet he is good in bed."

He is standing in front of Victoria’s Secret looking a little bored. An incredibly beautiful blond woman in her late 20s comes out of the store, walks up to him and hands him her packages. She has ‘class’ written all over her. She is wearing a Ralph Lauren suite extremely well. Her hair is done in a perfect pageboy. Her nails glistened in clear polish. Her gold jewellery is understated but very faltering. A simple gold wedding band that seemed to match his tells the story.

"I hope he fucks her really good," I say with envy. You are almost finished with your tea when you lean close to me and ask.

"Does the size of a man’s cock really matter?" I smile at you and say.

"It’s not so much the size that counts, but how hard it gets and how often it gets hard. Six to eight inches is my preference and I do like them thin."

"Why?" you ask.

"Well," I try to answer. "It depends on how much you can get down your throat and anything much bigger can really hurt your pussy-ass."

"What’s it like with a man?" you ask.

"Most men are pigs," I answer. "I much prefer a girl like you."

"Really?" you ask with surprise on your face.

"Well some guys are nice," I reply. "Most of the guys who hang out at the gay bars looking for girls like us are pretty tame. Some of them are real creeps and quite dangerous. Then there are the guys who simply want to suck your cock. I really don’t understand them."

"You ever meet any nice guys?" you ask.

"From time to time I do," I reply. "In fact I have a current boyfriend. Unfortunately he is married so I don’t get to see as much of him as I would like to."

"What is it about him that you like?" you ask with a hint of jealousy in your voice.

"Oh Sara, Dear," I answer. "He’s as cute as can be. He’s got a rock hard body. He makes love to me as if I really was a woman. And then there’s his cock. It is perpetually hard. Even after he cums, he’s hard again within minutes."

"Can I ask another silly question?"

"Sure," I reply.

"Since you have been living full time for a while now, do you still get erect when dressed?"

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"I’ve got a constant hard on whenever I am dressed," you answer.

"Oh. Now I understand," I reply with a sly smile on my face.

"Well yes most of the time I’m at least semi erect. I’m fully erect now because of the sexy underwear we tried on and because I am thinking about what we will do tonight when we get home." You blush and then ask another silly question.

"Was I any good last night?"

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Well you know," pausing. "Did I suck you good?"

"You were wonderful Darling," I answered. "You suck just like a girl."

"Did I fuck you well?" you ask nervously.

"Yes Darling you did," I answer. "And before you ask another silly question, your clit is quite beautiful and it fits my mouth and ass just right."

"Come on enough with the silly questions. We have more shopping to do," I announce.

We enter a large department store and immediately head to ‘Better Dresses.’ I spy a beautiful long, black, velvet gown. It has long sleeves and a capped shoulder so bra straps will not show. It is clearly ankle length but it has a long slit up one side to show a lot of leg.

"No suspenders with this one," I proclaim. "They would certainly show.

Pantyhose would be a must."

"You are quite right Ma’am," a sales woman said. She was standing behind us.

"Shall I get one in your size so that you can try it on?"

"I have one right here," I reply. "And it is not for me. It is for my friend."

"Which way is the dressing room?" I ask.

She points the way and offers to wait outside to see if she should get you another size. You slip out of your skirt and sweater, and slip into the dress. It fits perfectly. I push you out of the dressing room so the sales woman can see, and so you can see yourself in the three way mirror.

"Just perfect," she says. "But higher heels are called for."

"You are right," I remarked.

Back in the dressing room I gently kiss you so as not to mess up our lipstick and I rub the front of your dress. Yes you are quite hard. You change back into your daytime attire while I go pay for the dress.

The sales woman tells us that shoes are on the second floor. We browse the shoe department until I find just the right pair. Black patent leather, with six inch heels, an open back, and a small ankle black strap with a gold buckle. I ask the young man to get them in your size. He returns, slips your pumps off and places them on your feet. As you stand you it is obvious that you have never walked in heels this high before. I assure you that with a little practice, you will master the art of walking on stilts.

I spy a pair of black ankle boots that I have been dying to have. So I told the young man to get me a pair to try on. When he returns, he slips my pumps off. But before placing my foot in the boot he caresses my toes.

"Oh that feels so good," I proclaim. He rubs my foot a little more with his eyes focused on my toes.

He looks up and says, "Oh. I’m sorry Maam. I don’t mean to be forward but feet swell towards the end of the day."

"That’s alright," I replied. "I enjoy a good foot massage."

With that he returns to rubbing my toes and instep. Obviously this guy has a real foot fetish. I notice a bulge developing in his slacks. I look around. No one but you are in sight. I stretch out my other pantyhosed foot and massage his cock and balls with my toes through his slacks. He moans softly, looks around not seeing anyone, and tries to lift my foot so as to suck my toes.

"Not here," I command.

"Yes," he replies humbly. "You are right."

"Too bad we can’t help you with this," I hiss suggestively as my toes continue to rub his cock.

"I get my dinner break in fifteen minutes," he says.

With an evil smile on my face I say, "Meet us at the north entrance to the mall." I quickly buy the boots knowing that if they do not fit, which I am sure they will, I can exchange them. We wait at the north entrance.

"What are you doing?" you ask with a worried look on your face.

"Just play along with me Dear," I respond with a stern tone to my voice.

"You will find out just what a big one looks like."

Suddenly he is there and I order him to follow us to my car. Once at the car I open the back door and order him to get in. I get in next to him and tell you to enter from the other side of the car. I lean against the side door and slip off my shoes. He grabs my feet and begins rubbing them. Then he places the toes of my right foot into his mouth and begins to moan.

I stare at you and say, "Take his cock out."

You don’t have to. While sucking on my toes he undoes his belt, button, and zipper, and slides his slacks and underware down. He grabs his own cock and begins jerking. You stare in disbelief. It must be 12 inches long and almost 4 inches thick.

"Sara. Stroke it for him," I order.

Slowly you place your tiny hand around his massive cock. You begin to stroke the hard mass wondering how it might ever be possible to swallow something that big, let alone has something that big fuck you. Fortunately you do not have to find out. He cums real quick in a massive explosion of semen. After he calms down, I put my shoes back on, get out of the car and order him to get out. He does rather sheepishly.

"Thanks," he said and turned to walk back into the mall. We get in the front with me in the driver’s seat.

"Gee Jill. That was really weird."

"I know Sara. It takes all kinds, but don’t put him down. There’s nothing wrong with being a foot worshiper."

"I guess not."

"We have one more stop to make, downtown. I want to get there just before the store closes," I proclaim as I put the car in gear and drive off.

"Where are we going?" you ask.

"A woman’s specialty shop," I answer. "I know the owner very well."

I drive to a rather run down section of town and park on a narrow, almost deserted street, in front of a small store front. The small sign says ‘Leather and Lace and Something More.’ As we enter we are greeted by a young saleswoman in her mid twenties. I ask to see Sally. The young says that she is in the back. I told her I know the way. As we walk down the narrow room, I notice you admiring the leather outfits on the mannequins.

"I think I am going to like this place," you say with some enthusiasm.

"I know you will. My Dear."

As we near the end of the store I call out Sally’s name. An attractive middle aged woman opens the door to the back room, rushes up to me and gives me a really big hug.

"Oh Jill. I am so happy to see you. It has been ages."

"Love to see you too, Sally."

Looking over my shoulder she says "Well what do we have here?"

"Sally meet Sara. Sara meet Sally."

"Hello Sara," she smiles. "My you are a pretty little thing. I doubt there is much I can do to improve on her looks."

"Oh I have a few things in mind," I say.

"Let’s go into the back room." The back room turns out to be a rather large and comfortable combination of sitting room and bedroom.

"Well what did you have in mind?" Sally asks. "A couple of pairs of breast forms in different sizes would be a good place to start," I answer.

"Some padded panties and perhaps your special leather and latex penetration panty." She looks you over and asks, "34 inch chest? B and C cups?" Size 6 panties?"

"You have it right Sally," I reply with a smile.

"Ok. I will be back in a sec. Have her undress." At this point I can sense that you are scared.

"Don’t worry Dear," I assure you.

"Sally knows all about girls like us. She use to be male but now she is a post-op. Just calm down.

"What is a leather and latex penetration panty?" you ask in a week and scared voice as you remove your sweater and your skirt.

"You will love it Sara," I assure you. Sally returns with an arm full of packages.

"Here are two breast forms. One in size B and one in size C. Which shall we try first?"

"C I should think. Considering that is the cup size of the bra that she is currently wearing," I answer.

You are standing there wearing your bra, pantyhose, panty girdle, and shoes. I unhook the back of your bra and catch the breast forms in my hands so they will not fall to the floor. Your hands go up to cover your breasts.

"Don’t be shy," Sally says.

She walks up to you, places some adhesive on the back of the right breast form and attaches it to your chest. She asks you to hold it in place as she attaches the left one. She instructs you to hold them in place for a few minutes to let the adhesive set. She then explains that they will be firmly held in place in just a few minutes and that there is no fear of them falling off.

"You can go braless with these and no one will know," she explains. "But most of the time you will probably want to wear a frilly bra. It is so much sexier that way and more natural for all women unless you are feeling a little slutty."

As your hands cup the breast forms they warm to your body temperature. You are amazed at how natural they feel. Sally tells you to take your hands away. The forms stay on your chest. She tells you to walk across the room.

"How do they feel? Dear?" she asks.

"They giggle," you answer.

"They are supposed to," Sally replies. Then she asks, "What size nipple do you want? There are several to choose from."

"What?" you ask. Sally explains that the forms can come with different sized nipples for different looks. Normal flat nipples, slightly swollen nipples, and fully extended nipples. You look confused so she shows you.

"Better give her the medium sized ones," I proclaim. Sally presses them into place on the front of your breasts and tells you to put your bra on again. When you do, your breasts look perfect and the nipples look quite real.

"Well I think it is time for the gaff," I say.

"Right," Sally responds. "Oh I forgot it. I’ll be right back."

"Sara please take off your pantyhose and panty girdle."

"Do I have to?" you plead.

"Oh come on," I reply. "Sally has seen more clits and cocks than either you or I."

"What’s a gaff?" you ask.

"It is something that will keep you well tucked," I answer. Sally returns as you are slipping out of your pantyhose and panty girdle.

"Oh," she says. "This is not going to work," as she notices your hard, erect clit. "Jill. Would you mind if I correct this problem?" she asks.

I turn to you and say, "Sally wants to suck your clit. It is okay with me."

You look me deep in the eyes. I smile and tell you to sit on the bed. Sally gets on her knees between your legs and gently strokes your clit. She slowly takes it into her mouth and begins to suck. You immediately cum like mad filling her mouth so that it leaks out of the corners. She sucks you until you are soft and then gets up and goes to a small door off to the side of the room. She returns with a wash cloth and towel to clean you up.

"Does she always cum that fast?" she asks me. "Well she has had an exciting day," was the only thing I could think of to day.

She tells you to stand with your feet slightly apart, grab the tip of your clit, and pull it as far back as possible between your ass cheeks. You do and she places a small, flesh colored triangle with straps over your pelvic mound, and then ties straps around your waist and one that comes up the crack of your ass. She ties them very tight. I explain that this device will keep you hidden no matter how excited you get.

You can even wear a bikini bathing suit with the gaff keeping you hidden. The only problem is that because it is so tight it is almost impossible to get an erection and even if you do, the pain would be unbearable.

"Take it off! Take it off!" you scream.

"Take it easy Dear," I answer. "Just release the knots." You do and your "woman hood" pops back out.

"I don’t want to wear that thing!" you shout.

"Oh there will be times, I am sure," I reply.

"Like when you want to fool a man by saying you are having your period but you want to suck him," I answer. You give me a disgusted look.

"Sally, I think it is time for the penetration panties," I proclaim.

She giggles and produces a black leather brief in your size. It is an odd looking thing. A full panty brief except that on the outside it is black leather. In the back is a chrome zipper that will hold it firmly in place. She holds the inside of it open for you to see. The front panel is lined with red satin. The back panel is lined with black latex. There is an 8 inch built in dildo also covered in latex. Sally reaches into a draw and pulls out a tube of lubricant. She begins to rub it all over the dildo insert. Then she hands the penetration panties to you.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" you whimper. "Step into it, pull it up, put the insert into your pussy ass and pull the zipper tight," I command.

"I’m not sure about this Jill," you plead.

"Don’t worry you will love it," I reply.

You slowly step into the panty and have difficulty getting the insert into you. Sally moves behind you and helps. You let out a deep groan as the insert penetrates you. Sally starts pulling on the zipper. It is very difficult because the panty is so tight. Finally it zips all of the way up.

"Is she straight and upward in the front?" I ask.

"Trust me she is," Sally replies.

You collapse on the bed feeling fully penetrated and fully caged by the penetration panty. It hurts a little at first but you feel your clitty starting to respond. It feels so good against the satin front of the confining garment.

"Well is there anything else I can help you with?" Sally asks.

"Do you have one of those penetration panties with the cut out in the front?" I ask.

"Good," I answer. "We will take one of those too. Now how about a padded panty?"

"Sure thing," she said. "I’ll be right back with both."

"Oh!," I proclaim. "Some thigh highs too."

"Ok," she said as she left the back room to enter the main store area.

I unzip you and slide the penetration panty off your bottom and down your legs. Sally returns with the other penetration panty and the padded panty. I hand her the dirty one and ask her to clean it. I lube up the penetrating device and hand the panty to you. You slip it on, but this time there is an opening in the front for your stiff clitty to poke through along with your she-balls. I smile with pride as you easily slide the embedded shaft into your pussy ass. You even manage to zip yourself up.

Sally hands you the padded panties and tells you to slip them on. As you do, your hard clitty gets even harder as it brushes against the silky nylon front of the padded panties. Next you put your pantyhose back on and then your blouse. As you wrap the skirt around your waist, you notice that now your hips are fuller. Much more like a woman’s. This pleases you greatly.

Turning to Sally, I say, "We better get her several pairs of those. How about white, beige, and black?"

"Good choice," she replies. "Will that be it then?"

"I think so," I answer.

"Well let me take these up front and have one of the girls ring them up for you," she says. I take a few minutes to adjust your wig and makeup.

"God you are beautiful," I proclaim. You are about ready to cry.

"What’s the matter?" I ask.

"Oh Jill," you answer with a trembling voice. "It feels so good. The breasts feel so real. The insert is driving me wild. The skirt looks so good on me." We walk to the front of the store and I pay for the items with my credit card.

As we are driving home, you turn to me and say "Jill. All that stuff cost so much money. I can’t pay you back."

"I’m not looking to get paid back," I answer. "Well not in terms of money."

"In what way?" you ask.

"I can think of several ways you can pay me back," I smile back at you. You just smile, knowing what I mean. I reach over and place my hand on the front of your skirt.

"Oh are we going to have fun tonight," I proclaim.

When we get home, you grab most of the packages and run into the bedroom saying something about having to try on the dress. I open a bottle of wine and wait in the living room for you. After what seems like quite a long time you emerge from the bedroom hallway wearing the black dress we bought you today as well as the very high black heels.

"Wow, don’t you look fantastic. Come join me on the sofa." You do with a little wobble in your heels.

"Oh God Jill. It feels so good. The padded panties sure make a difference with this dress."

"And your legs look so fantastic in those heels," I comment. You put your arms around me and give me a big hug.

"I was so scared to day, but I feel so safe with you. It is so wonderful being out and about as a girl."

"You were perfect darling. The young man never caught on and Sally didn’t suspect a thing until I told her. It’s hard to pass in front of Sally’s experienced eyes."

"Why did you let him suck your toes?"

"Because it turned him on."

"Do you want me to suck your toes?"

"Only if it turns you on."

"Gee. I don’t think it would."

"Ok. So don’t. I never ask my lovers to do anything that does not turn them on."

Staring into your eyes I ask, "What did you think of his cock?"

"Gosh it was really big," you gulp.

"Did you like the feel of it?"

After a long pause you nod your head in "Yes."

"Can you imagine sucking it?" Another long pause.

"I think so, but I doubt I could get much of it in my mouth."

"How about having a cock that size fuck you?"

"No way. It’s too big."

"I’d give it a try," I said. "But then I am more experienced than you."

"But then he would see your clitty and get turned off," you question.

"At first maybe," I answer. "But he is a definite sub. I bet girls like us would turn him on."

"He came real quick."

"Young men do," I answer. We begin to cuddle and kiss. Your hand finds its way under my dress. You feel me beneath my pantyhose and panties.

"Gosh Jill. You are as hard as a rock."

"Darling I have been that way all day. You excite me so much."

I turn to kiss you. It is deep and long. Our tongues play. Our lips are softly pressed together. My hand goes to your breast to discover that you are not wearing a bra. Your breast forms feel so real. Your hand gently rubs the front of my pantyhose and panties. My body goes stiff and I spasm. I break our kiss as I scream. My clitty explodes four times. My blood is racing. A final jolt leaves my panties soaked.

I collapse in your arms saying, "Sara I love you."

Recovering slowly from my delicious orgasm, I tell you that I need to clean up and I head for the bedroom and bathroom leaving you sitting alone on the sofa. I return in a while wearing a short, black satin night shirt that just barely covers my ass, black silk thong panties, black suspenders, black stockings, and black high heels. My make up is freshly applied.

Pouring us another glass of wine, I snuggle next to you on the sofa. As I begin kissing you again, my hand finds its way under your dress, to the front of your crotch. You are already hard inside of your padded panties.

"My. My. You are such a slut. You are hard all of the time," I say as I kneel before you and take your padded panties down. Your big clit pops up through the hole in the penetration panty.

"Still wearing those panties I see. I thought you would have taken them off."

"No. It feels so good inside of me."

Smiling up at you I say, "Just think how good I am going to feel inside of you in a little while."

My hand grips the base of your clit as my tongue licks all around the head of it. I am madly in love with the silky feel of your hot skin and hard shaft. My lips form an "O" and I take all of you down my throat. I almost choke but I am experienced with this. One day you will be too. I bring you to the point of orgasm several times, always stopping to feel you tremble. Finally I hear what I want to hear.

"Jill. Please let me cum," you beg. "Please. Please. Please. Please.

Please," you scream.

Feeling your body stiffen, I let you explode deep in my throat. You scream as gush after gush of cum shoots out of your clitty. I swallow it all. You moan and shiver as I suck gently on your softening clitty. I get up and sit next to you on the sofa, holding you gently in my arms.

"Sara Darling. Why don’t you go and remove that penetration panty. Clean it well and yourself also. Then put on a regular pair of panties and join me back here on the sofa."

Reluctantly you leave the living room. When you return, you notice that the television has been turned on. You pause for a moment and stare at it. Two partially dressed women are kissing each other and rubbing each other’s breasts.

"What’s this?" you ask.

"Oh just a little video I thought you might like to watch with me," I answer. "Come sit next to me."

You cuddle close on the sofa next to me. I put an arm around you and cup your breast. My other hand strokes the tops of your nylon clad legs. Your hand does the same to my legs.

"Isn’t this erotic?" I ask.

"How so?" you ask.

"Well you and me making love just like those two girls," I answer.

"Does this make us lesbians?" you ask.

"I guess so," I reply. "In a way I think, although you know I do like men, so I guess I am bi. But frankly I am much happier being with you. We are too lesbians with a secret."

As we watch the movie, one of the women lifts the skirt of the other woman to reveal a long hard cock outlined beneath a black satin panty. She pulls the panty aside and places her mouth on it. The other "woman" begins to groan with passion.

You stare in fascination at the television as the woman sucks the long hard clitty of the beautiful TS. The TS eventually cums filling the woman’s mouth to over flowing. I stop the tape and turn to face you.

"Sara I think it is time that you learn how to suck clitty." You immediately tense up. I can tell you are scared.

"Darling if you are really going to be a woman, you need to experience the joys of clitty and cock sucking. I’ve done it for you and it has been wonderful. Now it is time for you to do it to me."

"I’ll try Jill because you make me feel so good."

"Sara my dear I know you are going to love it. It will make you feel so much like the beautiful woman that you appear to be."

I raise the hem of my skirt and pull my panties down my legs and off my shoes. My clitty is stiff and the tip is covered with a light coating of pre cum. You stare at it with your lips trembling. I take your hand and place it around the shaft.

"Feel how silky the skin is?" I ask. You simply nod your head. With my hand on the back of your head I move your face closer to my clitty-cock.

"Go ahead Darling. Lick it. See how wonderful it tastes."

After what seems like several long moments, your tongue darts out and caresses the tip of my clitty-cock. You get your first taste of pre-cum. You must like it because you do not stop flicking your tongue across the head of my clitty-cock.

"Take it slowly in your mouth," I order.

"I might choke," you plead.

"You don’t have to take all of it in," I answer. "Just the head will do."

"But what should I do?" you ask with some fear in your voice.

"Darling. You know how you like to be sucked. Well just do to me what I and other girls have done to you. Girls like us already know how to please each other."

You slowly take me in your mouth and start to gently suck. God it feels so damn good. I begin to shiver. I was right. You do know how to suck. It feels so good. Hearing my moans and feeling me tense up, you start to suck faster. You can tell. I am about to cum. You remove your mouth and begin stroking me.

"No Damn it," I scream as I force myself back into your mouth.

My hands are behind your head. My hips are thrusting forward, fucking your mouth. I tense and then explode in three strong bursts that fill your mouth to overflowing. I remove my clitty-cock from your mouth and rub the cum all over your beautiful lips and pretty cheeks. I stick it back into your mouth and beg you to slowly and gently suck it until it gets soft again. It seems that you willingly do so.

You get up to wash your face. When you return, the television is on again. Both women are now naked. As it turns out the other one is also a TS. They are kissing and stroking each other’s "clitty-cocks." A naked man enters the scene. His erect cock must be 10 inches long and 3 inches in diameter. The girls swoon, but to their surprise he is much more interested in their cocks. He proceeds to suck one then the other alternating between sucking and stroking each of them.

"Do many guys really like to do that to girls like us?" you ask.

"They sure do," I answer. "More men than you might think."

"Are they gay?"

"Not many of them," I reply "Gay men are usually not interested in a girl with a cock. They like their men masculine. Most men interested in us are either bi or they say they are not bi, but they just happen to like girls like us. Most of them tend to be married."

The scene changes. It is a close up of one of the "girls" kneeling with her ass stuck up in the air. The guy is rubbing his condom covered cock in the crack of her ass.

"No way!" you proclaim. "She can’t take that."

"Just watch," I reply. The guy’s massive cock slowly entered her tight little rosebud until it was buried deep inside of her.

"Fucking incredible," you say.

"She’s a pro, Dear," I reply. "Even I could not take something that large so easily."

The scene changes to show the "girls" face. She looks like she is in pain but then her face changes to show intense pleasure.

"God she looks like she is enjoying it," you observe.

"She is Dear. She is," I reply. "You have no idea how pleasurable it can be."

"With something that big?" you ask.

"Well maybe not with something that big," I answer. "But an average sized cock can feel so damn good inside. It stimulates the prostrate gland and makes you really hard. There have been times when I have been fucked that I have cum without anything touching my clitty." As we sit there an watch my hand strokes the front of your panties. To my delight you quickly get hard.

"Sara Dear would you do something to make me very happy?"

"Of course I would, Jill."

"Let’s turn this off, go into the bedroom, change into our nightgowns, and then you fuck me." You look a little dubious about this but you say "ok."

We remove our dresses but leave on our bras, panties, hose, and heels. I hand you a short black nylon night shirt that covers your bra straps and just barely covers your lovely rear end. I decide to stay in bra, heels, and hose. I must take off my panties though. I reach into the bedside table and remove a pre-lubricated condom. Opening it as I walk toward you, I remove it and slid it over your beautiful clitty-cock.

"How do you want to do this?" you ask.

"First time for you, I better get on my knees," I answer. Getting on the bed, I kneel spreading my knees. Looking behind me, I say "Climb on the bed, spread my ass cheeks, and enter me."

"Are you sure about this?" you ask.

"Damn sure. Now go ahead and do it."

"Don’t you need more lubricant?" you ask.

"Damn it. Just do it," I scream. You gently spread my ass cheeks and place the tip of your clitty-cock at the opening of my rosebud.

"Now push," I order. You do and much to your surprise you enter me quite easily until your she-balls are banging against mine.

"Now Dear start fucking me," I order. You slowly start pumping in and out of me. Then all of a sudden you scream as my pussy-ass clamps down real hard on you.

"God Jill. What happened? You are now so tight."

"I opened myself for you darling. Now just keep fucking me." You begin stroking your clitty cock in and out of me. "Faster. Faster," I scream.

You pick up the pace. Your clitty cock is throbbing as you pound into me. I am so tight around you. You feel so good inside of my pussy ass.

"Harder Sara! Harder!!!"

"Oh God this feels so good. Your clitty-cock is a perfect fit. It’s driving me wild. Oh God I am so hard. Reach around and stroke me."

You reach around and grab me. I am as hard as a rock. Just a few strokes from your hand and I am exploding all over the bed clothes. I feel you tense up. You stop pumping inside of me. With you buried deep inside of me I feel your clitty cock spasm. You scream. I know you are cuming. You thrust yourself into me three more times before I begin to feel your clitty cock soften. It slips out and you roll over onto your back. I reach over and slip off the condom. Then I very gently lick your clitty clean. I pull the sheets and blankets over us. We fall asleep in each other’s arms.

The End

 

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