The Porsche and the Pussycat             by: Diane            © 2001

 

Part One

Amy had admired her new neighbor’s choice of automobiles since she first saw him drive it into the parking spot next to hers in the apartment parking lot. Her clunker, several years old, that she shared with her roomy in her apartment, needed a new paint job and probably a new engine. Seeing the handsome guy step from the new Porsche dressed in a smart suit and walk to an apartment diagonally across from her own inflamed her curiosity. Who was this beautiful person, and how was she going to manage to meet him?

Dana was washing and waxing his new car on Saturday morning when Amy came from her apartment and drove off in the old Buick from the next parking spot. He noticed her before she had reached the car, and smiled, saying, "Good morning!" Her answering smile and brief answer "Hi! Love your car. Going to take me for a ride in it?" just before she started her engine and drove away made Dana’s heart jump. The girl was one beautiful babe. ‘I should be so lucky’ he thought to himself.

His sister was due in at the airport, and he wanted the Porsche to be spotless when he picked her up at the airport. Diana was almost as tall as he was, and had helped him dress while they were teens, lending him her clothes and make up. Her being two years older than he had insured that he could wear the dresses and skirts without problem until his final growth spurts at 17 had pushed him past her size. Then she had insisted on helping him shop for clothes, with him wearing their mother’s filched stuff in the process. His mother had always been large bosomed, and the blouse had to be filled by using many pairs of stockings in the cups of one of her bras. Dana would always remember that day when he had gone to the mall with his sister-the first time he had dared go out in public dressed in feminine things.

Knowing that the new automobile would automatically draw all eyes of the people at the airport, Dana elected to not get dressed in feminine things until after they returned to his apartment and got ready to go out to eat. And they would have to be careful when leaving, for Dana didn’t want others in the apartments to know about his secret. After all, men running around in town wearing skirts and panties wasn’t exactly accepted by the people in society.

He was just finished polishing the wax when Amy returned from the grocery store with several bags, too many for a single trip to her apartment. "Here, let me help you with those bags. By the way, I’m Dana Anderson." Amy answered, "Why, thank you. I’m Amy Sanders." As the two carried the bags to her apartment, they continued talking about mundane things-the weather and other things. Dana asked her about some restaurants nearby that might be just right for taking someone to eat. "Are we talking about a date, or for business clients?" Amy asked. Dana laughed, and explained that his sister was coming in, and the two of them wanted to try out some decent eateries while she was in town. That evening he also was taking his sister to the Arts Center for an opera performance.

After receiving a number of good places to try, Amy asked Dana to bring his sister by her apartment when the two of them came back from the airport. Dana agreed to do so, and left, realizing that he might have to juggle a couple of things on that afternoon’s agenda so that he could still be prepared for the evening’s activities. He had an appointment to have a manicure and also to pick up a wig that was being cleaned and restyled just for that night.

As Dana walked away, Amy watched, almost mesmerized by his taunt muscles that rippled in his legs below his shorts as he went to the apartment across the way. ‘Was he a runner or an exercise freak?’, she wondered. His whole body had seemed toned, with no fat anywhere. And unlike a few past boy friends, he had not a hair visible on his arms or legs. Was that a natural thing, or did he shave them? Her curiosity deepened. She had more mysteries to be explained.

When Dana saw his sister Diana come off the unloading ramp from the plane, he waved. The two came together and hugged each other. Diana told him seeing him in men’s slacks and a shirt seemed a little unusual; she had expected something different. "Aren’t you dressing still? I expected a ravishing redhead in a mini skirt."

"I had actually planned to be dressed, but I just met a woman at the apartments where I just moved in, and she wants to meet you when we get there. She is not aware of my partying as a woman." "Ah-hah!" Diana exclaimed. "I take it she’s got to be beautiful and has stolen your heart already."

"Beautiful, yes. Pretty enough to be a model, but better built. I was washing my new car when she walked up. There was an immediate reaction when I saw her coming. I was afraid to stand up because she might see the swelling in my shorts. She seemed glad to meet me, and I helped her carry groceries back to her apartment when she returned. That’s when she said she would like to meet you."

"Oh, so you did get a new car for graduation. What did you get?" Dana told her about his new toy as they gathered her baggage and carried it to the bright red Porsche. Fortunately, most of her stuff was still at her apartment in New York. Dana could imagine seeing a moving van arriving, just to bring all her clothes.

The car made the trip back to Dana’s apartment a quick and enjoyable ride. Diana actually ran her hands across the dash and along the leather seats, cooing in pleasure. "This is so-o-o-o nice!" was her comment. After dropping her bags in his apartment, the two of them walked across and he knocked on Amy’s door.

Amy hurried to the door and opened it. There was Dana and a woman whom Amy guessed to be his sister. Indeed, if Dana were dressed like her and wearing make up, Amy thought they could be twins. A remarkable resemblance in fact. Dana quickly introduced Diana and Amy to each other, then Amy invited them in.

Not wanting Amy to get bored with him and his sister, Dana told Amy that there were several things they had to do before the evening, like hitting the cleaners and such so he would have something to wear that evening to the opera. So Amy told Diana she was glad to have met her, and that the three of them could see each other later by the pool tomorrow.

Diana asked her brother just what he had planned for the evening as they returned to his apartment. "Oh, first a nice meal, then on to the opera. Nothing special." "Okay, but what is this bit about you having to go to the cleaners?"

"I have a new evening dress that was fitted for me, and it is already here. But I have an appointment at the manicurist, and then to get my wig that is being styled just for tonight. I just couldn’t tell Amy that, now could I?"

Diana laughed. "Maybe you should have. She seems to like you a lot. Enough to rob you of your virginity." That was a possible sore point with Dana; only his sister out of the numerous family and friends could tease him about it. In fact, had they not been so close, he would have tried to convince her of his extensive sexual prowess with women as he had done with the others. As a member of his high school swim team, he had been popular and sought after by many of the girls in his classes. While he had dated a number of them, he had never had sex with any. But since she had participated in his cross-dressing and assisted him, she was aware of how shy he was around girls and women, never letting any of them become aware of his proclivity for wearing lingerie and dresses. Because of his hesitance to disclose his secret, he had absolutely no sexual experience with women. Unless you count those times when Diana had insisted that they share their masturbation sessions as teens. Diana was acutely sensitive to her brothers moods and didn’t press the point.

"Well, kiddo, while you go to your appointments, I’m going to take a shower and wash my hair so I can look the part tonight." Having said that, Diana began removing her clothes as she headed for the shower.

Dana left and went first to the wig shop and picked up the wig in its case. Then he drove to the manicurist and went in. His call when getting the appointment had made the woman who answered very aware that he wanted a full set of long nails with a specific color, plus the same color on his pedicured toes. Hoping that the shop was not busy, he entered and talked to the receptionist, giving her his name. As she looked up who was to do the work, Dana looked around at the clients. There were four or five women in the shop having their nails worked on.

But he determined not to chicken out, even if he ended up seated in the middle of them all. If asked, he would tell them that he was a pledge at one of the fraternities, and it was part of his initiation requirements to have his nails painted. With the start of the new college class, they would accept such an excuse. As it turned out, except for a few quick looks in his direction toward the end when the bright color was being applied, his presence was totally ignored.

After the work had been finished, his operator asked if he also wanted to have his eye brows waxed and thinned to a nice arch shape. He asked if that was a normal thing for men to have done. "No, but then, most of our clients are women. Few men have either manicures and nail sets put on their fingers either. Seeing how it is the week end, I just thought I’d suggest it, just in case. I assume you’ll be fully male again by Monday morning for your classes, unless you’re pledging one of the Greek societies. Some of them actually make their pledges show up for their classes in dresses. Is that why you’re here?"

‘Wow!’ he thought. ‘What an out.’ "Okay, in for a dime, in for a dollar. Let’s do it. Wouldn’t want the upperclassmen thinking I’m too chicken." he said.

Soon, between the waxing and a few stray hairs that had to be tweezed out, Dana’s eye brows had a distinctly feminine arch and shape, and he was ready to leave.

Arriving back at the apartments, he pulled into his parking spot, noticing that Amy’s car was gone again. With a certain sense of relief, he quickly gathered up the wig case, being very careful so he didn’t mess up the long nails. Stepping from the car, he hurried to his apartment and entered, locking the door after himself. Hearing a blow drier going, he walked to the bath area where Diana was finishing her hair. Naturally, she was not wearing a thing as she did so. Her attitude about being nude around her brother was a casual thing, for they had grown up that way, neither seeming to mind. But as usual, her svelte body caused his penis to harden, for despite the fact he and she had avoided any sexual contact with each other, he found that his beautiful sister was very attractive and sexy. And she had shaved every hair from her crotch, leaving the pinkish lips of her vagina in plain sight. By the time he could manage to discard his clothes while being careful not to damage a nail, his hardening was complete, and his sister giggled. "I see my little brother still gets excited when you see me naked. But I don’t remember your dick ever being this big. That’s a real panty buster you have now. WOW!"

Dana jumped in the shower and turned it on. Turning the handles until the stream was just cold water, he managed to finally subside. Then he turned the handles and adjusted it to a comfortable range. He stayed in the shower until he heard the blow drier cease. Then he grabbed a towel and wrapped it tightly around his hips after drying off.

In his bedroom, he quickly donned his skin colored gaff, making his genitals disappear and leaving the visual aspect of a smooth feminine crotch, including a vagina. The panty-like gaff had padding on the sides to give more width to his hips. The buttocks area was large enough due to his swimming activities so added padding wasn’t necessary there. Then Dana carefully applied the prosthetic breast forms to his chest, making sure that the positions were just so before pressing them against his skin to make the adhesive on the backs stick. Satisfied with the effort, he jumped up and down a couple of times, making sure the silicone filled shapes were secured.

His breasts flopped like real ones. And the feathered edges stayed attached as well. ‘These forms were incredible.’ he thought. ‘But then, I worked most of a whole summer so I could pay cash for them, so I guess they should be incredible.’ Applying a band of clear tape from each side under the forms, Dana caused his chest skin to display cleavage between the breast forms. Now it was time for facial make up.

Diana came in as he was completing the eye brows and eyes. Coming to his side, she compared his face to hers. With the reshaping of the eye brows, Dana’s face was essentially identical to hers. Taking the wig out of its stand in the case, Dana carefully placed it on his head and pinned it in place. Diana watched as the effect transformed her brother into a duplicate of herself. "People are going to think we are identical twins." she remarked.

Time for the minimal clothing to go under the gowns. Each sat on the side of the bed and drew on thigh high stockings made of shiny nylon with lace tops. The stockings fit high on their legs, so that the tops reached to just below the buttocks.

Then came identical thongs, so no panty line would be visible under the slinky gowns. That completed what would be worn underneath, for both gowns were close fitting and would reveal any additional items worn. Dana’s gown was first to go on. Unzipping it, Dana drew the gown up his legs and over the hips, then put arms through the spaghetti sized straps and pulled the bodice up in place. Diana zipped the dress up and Dana looked into the mirror to see the result.

The silk dress seemed molded to the figure eight shape, the light green-gold sheen matching Dana’s emerald green eyes. Twisting to one side, Dana could see no hint of the tightly fitted gaff/panty under the fabric. The bosom area was filled without being over strained, the low cut front showing just a hint of the cleavage. "Well, Diana, what do you think? Look good enough to go tonight?"

Diana said, "Little sister of mine, you definently are GO tonight. Let me slip my dress on and see if it does as good for me." Diana donned her matching gown, except it was in a more pronounced green that had a blueish cast, to match her eyes. But the shape was identical, clinging to her body and showing every line with no hint that she was wearing anything underneath. "Lovely, simply lovely," Dana exclaimed. "Shall we put our shoes on, grab our clutch purses and sneak out to the car?"

"Sneak might be the operative word, since your new acquaintance or someone else may be watching. If both of us go to your car at the same time, Amy or otherwise will be able to figure out that a guy and a gal came in, then two gals went out. Suppose you let me go first to the car and get in, then you can follow in a couple of minutes."

That worked, for no one paid attention if they were looking. Just a neighbor’s sister going to the parking lot. The real test might come later, when the two returned. Getting in the Porsche, the two drove to the restaurant suggested by Amy. After confirming their reservation, the two were seated in an alcove and given their menus. As they perused the menu’s offerings, a cute waitress came and brought glasses of water with a slice of lemon on the rim of the glass.

"Hi, my name is Wendy and I’ll be your server this evening. Do you have your selections made or would you like for me to tell you of tonight’s specials?" asked the waitress.

"Our new friend we met this afternoon recommended a couple of her favorite meals, and I don’t see they are on the menu, but we will try them." answered Diana. Dana nodded in affirmation, not willing to try to speak, lest his voice give him away.

"Oh, what were the selections?" asked Wendy.

Diana told her what the two dishes were. "Ah, your new friend must be Amy. She has very good taste in foods. I’ll have your food out in a little bit. Meanwhile, do you two ladies want a drink from the bar? We have some very good house wines that will complement the food."

After getting their drinks, the two women sipped on them until the dishes were served. The selections were indeed excellent and when they had finished, the waitress received a reasonable tip with instructions for her to convey compliments to the chef. Dana actually managed to speak to Wendy, making sure to control the tone and inflections so his voice sounded feminine, if perhaps slightly lower than most women’s voices.

At the opera, the two enjoyed the voices and the music. Dana thought that the female lead’s performance was positively astounding. Perhaps the only thing he found not quite pleasing was her size, but then operatic singers could be very large. At the intermission, while the champagne taste was excellent, Dana made an offhanded comment to Diana that the wine they had shared at the restaurant was of much better taste and body. A couple standing near them asked what the wine had been. Dana could remember both the year and the vineyard, and announced it to the couple. The conversation among the four centered on favorite wines until the signal came to return to their seats. On parting, the man praised their gowns, noting that they must be sisters, even twins, for they were visions of loveliness.

After the opera had been completed, Dana and Diana made their way to the parking area where the valet brought the car around. Specs of rain drops on the car indicated that the weather had changed. So rather than go to anyplace else, Dana and Diana drove quickly home to his apartment. The rain had began softly, but increased in intensity as the two neared the parking area. Dana’s space where he had parked earlier was clear, even the two places on each side.

Wheeling in and stopping without making sure he was centered in the parking spot, Dana shut the engine off and the two prepared to jump from the car and race to the apartment. However, just before Diana opened her door, another car slid into the parking slot next to them. Dana had already opened his door and stepped out while holding an umbrella, preparing to lock the car up with a push of the alarm button remote after Diana emerged. Amy opened her door next to Diana’s side and quickly rushed toward her apartment, barely glancing over at the woman standing across the Porsche from her, not noticing the one still inside the Porsche.

As soon as Amy disappeared around the corner, Diana hurriedly opened her door and sped off toward the shelter of the overhanging portion of the walkway. Dana then pushed the alarm button and locked the car. Without waiting further, Dana followed his sister. Just as he rounded the corner, he saw Diana standing there, talking to Amy. The fit had hit the shan, so to speak.

Amy’s eyes opened wide in surprise, for she hadn’t realized that the woman she had seen wasn’t Diana. Now there were two. Except Amy was aware that while Dana had a sister, she was not prepared to see another who seemed to be a twin. Was it an invasion of Dana’s sisters?

Dana dashed past the two and unlocked the door to his apartment and went in, not daring to expose himself to questions. Removing the rain soaked heels, he started to remove the wig just as Diana came in, laughing. And right behind her was Amy. Dana froze in the position, hands in the wig hair to remove the bobby pins which had secured it to his head.

Diana came to Dana’s side, pulling Amy with her. "Well, little sister, you’ve been made. Amy figured it out. Her roommate Wendy told her about the two gorgeous women who came to the restaurant. As soon as Amy saw you behind me, her quick mind grasped the situation. And your identity."

Amy piped in, "Turn on some lights so I can see how well you look, Dana. Outside I thought you were Diana. Now I’m really curious. And very turned on."

Dana wondered just what Amy meant by being turned on. Nonetheless, he reached out and flicked the light switch, immediately brightening the room. Amy stepped back and surveyed the two females in front of her. Then she whistled a wolf call. "Oh, wow! God, you’re absolutely gorgeous, just like Wendy said. The two of you look like sisters, maybe twins"

Stepping to a point directly in front of Dana, Amy reached out and took Dana in her arms. Her lips pressed against Dana’s and her tongue darted out to part his lips. Amy continued to kiss him until he responded in turn, twirling his tongue out to mix with hers, his arms pulling her close. The two stood kissing while Diana went into the other room and started removing her clothes.

Amy stopped finally and stepped back. "Let’s get out of these damp things, then we can talk. What do you say?" Dana nodded in the affirmative, and the two of them went into the room with Diana, who by that time had stripped totally. Diana helped Dana remove the damp dress which fell to the floor around his stocking clad feet. Amy was stripping as well, immediately having her blouse and bra removed. By the time Dana had removed the wig and his bra, Amy stood there as naked as Diana. Then Amy caught Diana in her arms and proceeded to plant a kiss on her lips while Dana finished removing the stocking and the other clothing. As he watched the two women kiss, Dana noticed the hand behind Diana’s back slide down and cup a buttock, then insert itself between the two’s pubic areas. Diana gasped in surprise as Amy’s fingers parted the lips of her vagina and played with her nubbin. Diana rocked her head back and looked into Amy’s eyes.

Amy answered the question evident in Diana’s eyes. "I’m bi-sexual. Anyone want to jump in the shower with me? I think you’ll find it fun!" Then Amy turned toward the bath, her middle finger still buried deep in Diana’s pussy curling as her hand cupped against the front.

As the shower warmed up, Amy continued playing with Diana’s privates. Then Amy suggested that she and Diana shower first while Dana called her friend Wendy to see if she was nearly ready to leave the restaurant. Dana called, and in a minute or so, Wendy came to the phone. Remembering that Wendy knew him as a woman, Dana used the feminine voice he had used at the restaurant and asked when she would be ready to leave. Wendy asked why "she" was calling instead of Amy. When Dana explained that Amy was taking a shower, Wendy asked if Amy was at Dana’s apartment or at her own.

Dana answered, "She’s here with Diana and I, except the two of them are together in the shower." Wendy told Dana that she would be ready to have someone pick her up in about 10 to 15 minutes. Dana told her Amy might still be in the shower then.

"Does that mean what I think it means?" asked Wendy.

"If you mean she’ll still be eating pussy, probably. I can hear Diana’s gasps even as we speak."

"Could I ask you to come get me then. Honk when you pull in and I’ll run out to the car. By the way, was that your Porsche, or is it your brother’s that Amy told me about?"

"Uh, it’s my car. By the way, since I’ll be coming quickly, you had better realize that all wasn’t exactly as it appeared when we were in the restaurant."

"Oh, maybe I’ll figure it out before you get here. See you in a few minutes."

Dana quickly donned a raincoat. The heater in the car had warmed him by the time he drove to the restaurant to get Wendy. To get his clothes and skin dry, he had opened the rain coat and spread it apart. When he honked as he pulled up by the restaurant door, he spotted Wendy hurrying to the car. She slid in and closed the door to shut out the rain. Then she leaned toward him and pecked his cheek to thank him.

They rushed inside before their clothes could get soaked in the diminished rainfall. "I think that you’re a very beautiful woman. Very attractive and sexy." Wendy said, then asked him, "What do you think? We could go to my apartment and get some wine and stuff. Besides, I need to change into something comfortable. Going by the sounds coming from the bath, Diana and Amy are still at it."

Dana stated, "I should get out of this dress and into something more comfortable myself. Can you wait for me to change?" When Wendy nodded in the affirmative, Dana went to his closet and selected a blouse and a flared skirt, much less formal than what he had been wearing. Choosing to continue his masquerade, he picked out fresh undies, he quickly slipped into them. Dana returned to the front room where Wendy sat waiting. "How’s this for comfortable," he asked as he placed a pair of low heeled slides on his feet.

"I thought you might have pick outed a negligee or something really comfortable. But that’s just fine for now. Let’s go before those two love hungry women come out and ravish your body." said Wendy. "I think I might want your beautiful bod just for myself. "

Dana opened the door and the two scampered around the courtyard, staying under the shelter of the upper walkway instead of cutting across to stay dry. After Wendy opened her door, they went in and Wendy immediately started removing her damp things as she continued talking to Dana, all the while making her way toward her bedroom to get fresh clothing. Tossing her damp clothing in a laundry basket, Wendy selected a semi-transparent negligee from her chester drawers and laid it on the bed, then stripped off her bra and panties, giving Dana a chance to see that she was really a red head. After slipping the negligee on, Wendy pulled the matching lacy robe on and tied the belt.

Taking a towel, Wendy quickly dried most of the rain from her hair, asking Dana about where Diana and her had gone after their dinner. As Dana described their evening, the two of them went to the kitchen where Wendy selected a couple of bottles from a wine rack.

"These should liven the party up a bit. Grab some glasses from the cabinet, unless you already have some at your apartment, Dana." Dana told her there were plenty of wine glasses to be had at the other location. Wendy put the two bottles in a bag, along with a cork screw and some things that Dana didn’t see. Then she slipped on some house shoes and they were off and running.

On their return, they found Diana and Amy had come out of their love making session and had taken seats on the couch while they gulped down some cola, mixed with rum. Both of them had donned a pair of panties but nothing else. Dana found himself groaning silently, for his libido was taking a beating. In short, his hidden member was straining to escape because of the sights he was seeing.

Dana immediately got out two crystal wine glasses while Wendy opened the first bottle of wine. Dana, feeling a need for something to sooth his nerves and to calm his raging sex drive, gulped the first glass like water and poured a second, full to the top. Half of that glass disappeared quickly, while Wendy introduced herself to Diana, shedding the robe covering the see-through negligee..

Dana stood sipping on the wine as the three women got through bringing each other up to date.

By the time his glass of wine was finished, Dana was beginning to feel much less uncomfortable with having two women plus his sister in his apartment while he was dressed in a skirt and blouse. When Wendy patted the seat beside her on the couch, indicating she wanted Dana to join the three of them on the couch, Dana walked over and sat beside her.

Amy told Wendy that they had a virgin in their midst, sitting right beside her. Diana giggled and said, "A virgin like you won’t believe. And in more ways than one!"

Wendy turned toward Dana with a quizzical look on her face. "A beautiful woman like this - a virgin? I don’t believe it." Then turning toward Diana, she asked, "And what do you mean, in more ways than one?"

It was time for Amy to giggle. Then she said, "It’s because Dana won’t need a dildo to fuck us, Wendy. And no one has screwed him either. So you see, a complete virgin, so to speak. "

Dana turned a bright shade of red. Wendy looked at the blushing woman beside her. "You’re not a real woman?" she asked. "Okay, if that’s true, show me." Dana turned a deeper shade as Wendy reached out and grasped his breasts. She squeezed them as if to make Dana wince from the pinching pressure, but he didn’t react as a woman would. "Oh, my God, it’s true!" Wendy exclaimed.

She snuggled close to Dana and kissed him directly on the lips. Then she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him to her, this time really kissing him hard. When he responded in kind by wrapping his arms around her and kissing back, Wendy’s hands drifted down to the breasts and played with them, then one hand stole down under the hem of his skirt. "Can I be the first woman to fuck you, Dana? It would be an honor."

"No fair, Wendy. I saw him first. I should be the first pussy he screws!" said Amy.

"Hey, no problemo. I want to get the other cherry. I’ve been admiring Dana’s cute ass long enough. So if her ass gets screwed, I’d like to be the first one to do it. So, Dana, can I have your sweet butt first?"

Dana was amazed. Up until this evening, only his sister had known that he wasn’t the big sports star that hadn’t been introduced to real sex. Now he was being promised introductions to everything except getting a blow job. Just as he had that thought in mind, his sister popped in with her suggestion, "Oh, you two are leaving out something. He hasn’t been sucked off either. Now that I want to do. I’ve wanted to suck off his prick for a long time, but didn’t because he’d want to screw me as well."

"And he can eat my pussy while he gets blown." piped in Wendy. "Only Dana should stay a woman during the whole time, so it will be a special memory of getting fucked, screwed and sucked. Now, how do we decide what to do first?"

Wendy chimed in, "Let’s finish that bottle of wine off, then play spin the bottle, with just us three. If it lands on Amy, she gets fucked first. If it points at Diana, she gives him a blow while I get my pussy taken care of. But if it picks me, I’ll screw his sweet ass until he comes. In either case, Dana will get screwed, blued and tattooed."

Pouring out the wine into all four glasses, Wendy took the empty bottle and placed it on the floor.

"Okay, positions." she said.

The three knelt around the bottle. Wendy spun it and quickly joined hands with the other women. It landed on Amy. "Okay, one more time to see what happens next."

This time the bottle pointed at Diana, leaving Wendy to go last.

"Off to the bedroom."

In the bedroom, Dana was stripped to the skin, including removal of the gaff which let the monster size penis stand out, ready to go. But the women selected a baby doll pajama top for Dana to wear. Then Amy pushed her panties down to her ankles and stepped clear. Laying on the bed, she stated to Dana, "Let’s kiss a little first. I want this to be a rememberable time, Dana."

All four ended up on the bed, with Wendy and Diana on each side of Amy. Dana lay across Amy’s legs and began kissing her as Amy drew her legs to each side of Dana’s body.

When her vagina got hot and lubricated fully, Amy whispered, "Now somebody point it in the right direction, ‘cause I’m really ready."

Wendy quickly reached down and placed the head of Dana’s penis at the entrance. Then Diana pushed against his hips and his penis slid inside. Dana gasped, for as his prick plunged in, Amy’s vaginal muscles squeezed hard around his member. His hips began rocking to drive his penis in and out. On each stroke, Amy’s cunt gripped tightly as his hips lifted to withdraw. Even by the most liberal of time keeping, Dana only lasted about 30 seconds before semen burst from the plunging pole. His first time, and it was over in a flash!

But unlikely as it may seem, his penis stayed rock hard and swollen. His strokes slowed as he felt the increased sensitiveness of the end of his prick after his coming. Amy, by no means satisfied, told Diana and Wendy to roll them over so she was on top without dislodging Dana’s prick.

"Noe, Dana, you’ll find out what a good fuck is all about." Amy said as she literally slid her pussy up the length of his prod and bounced back down to drive it deep inside her puss. Her hands gripped Dana’s breast forms under the nylon top as she slowly raised up again until just the tip was still inside. Her muscles inside squeezed her canal together tighter, then Amy sat down hard until his penis tip touched the opening of her uterus. That made her gasp from surprise, for she hadn’t realized the length to which his prick had grown. Amy leaned forward, her breasts drooping until the nipples rubbed againt the slick nylon covering Dana’s breasts. He in turn grasped her luxurious tits in his hands as they fucked.

Again and again Amy raised her body by rocking forward and upward on her knees, then rammed her hips down onto Dana’s love pole. She began panting with her exertions, each breath expelled as Dana’s penis again pushed against her cervix.

It seemed Dana could feel Amy’s hands that gripped the false breasts so tightly. Perhaps it was just the tension of the glued breasts as her hands pulled back and forth which raised the skin in kind. But there was a definent sensation of nipples being stimulated. Dana reacted by first raising his knees and then thrust his hips off the mattress, pushing Amy forward against his chest. She moaned in ecstacy as his thrusting drove his member even deeper.

Again and again he pushed his pubis against hers, as if he wanted to stick his hips in as well. Amy screamed in response, her tight cunt holding on as firmly as possible, even though Dana’s plunging man meat seemed to swell even larger. The sensation was tremendous as Dana once again sprayed come deep within her vagina. Amy felt the spurts, somehow, and her orgasm came continuously as Dana grunted and continued to shove inside.

His legs fell back to the mattress and Amy lay fully against his chest. Both were spent, physically and for the moment, sexually as well. After breathing hard for several moments, the two shifted their heads and kissed.

It became obvious that Dana was going to be a while recovering. Amy felt she couldn’t move from her position atop Dana, with his gradually softening penis still deep inside her.

But finally, Amy slumped to one side and Dana’s barely tumescent penis slid out, letting gobs of white colored liquid start dripping from Amy’s slit. Wendy and Diana, who had been watching all this began their own shivering as their own hands brought themselves off. The four of them lay still on the beds, gulping big intakes of air, until at last they could move.

Wendy finally asked, "Anybody ready for some wine? We still have an unopened bottle."

 

To be continued.....

 

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