What Are Friends For?

by Marty S.

 

It began with a relatively innocent prank. It was as innocent as pranks between old friends go. Matt and Dave were lousy drinkers and just could not manage to keep up with me some times. I had come from an Irish family and had been drinking since I was 10 or 11 years old. A few tours in the army added to my tolerance to heavy drinking. Matt and Dave always did their worst to keep up whenever we had a boy’s night out. The problem was that I had no mercy on them when they got so drunk that they passed out. On many occasions I used the opportunity to embarrass them in the most creative ways possible. These pranks would include anything from painting moustaches on their face with felt tip markers, to getting them in compromising photos with strippers or what have you. I knew that they had both plotted revenge many times but they were never able to get me to pass out drunk before they did themselves. I always kept my eyes open around them, as good as friends as we all were, they could not be trusted.

On this occasion, my girlfriend, Roxy and I were newly engaged and the boys decided to make a celebration of it. They promised a night out of town to go to on the piss, drinking at every strip joint and pub we came across. We drove 125 miles to the city and booked into a cheep motel room on the strip near one of the strip joints. The party began with some in room drinks then we made our way out by taxi and hit as many bars as we could find. As usual, Matt and Dave tried their best to get me drunk again but it was a normal pattern. I wasn’t too worried yet. Finally at midnight or so we ended up at the strip joint across from the motel. Now if I have a weakness in my armour, it is for dancers. I love everything about them. To me they personify womanhood. They are the sexiest creatures on the planet whose sole purpose is to seduce men. They are perfect women to me. Their bodies, their scent, their moves, all have a profound impact on me. I truly zone out when a hot dancer is working on me.

The boys were generously buying me private dances and I wasn’t refusing. One dancer had me completely under her spell and I was in another world. My friends brought me drinks from the bar while I enjoyed the company of Buffy. After taking a hard swig of one drink after a song ended I started feeling very light headed and dizzy. The colours were blending together and balance became a problem, suddenly I felt like I was in a hole and everything went dark. I was out.

When I awoke with a massive hangover to an alarm clock that read 11:30 I tried to get my bearings. My head was thumping and it quickly dawned on me that the boys had slipped me something in my drink to do me in. I shut off the horrible alarm and picked up my naked body from the floor. I realized soon enough that I was in the motel room but I was naked. I looked around for some cloths but couldn’t find any. My two friends were nowhere in sight, and neither were my things. I looked out the window and the parking lot was empty. Were they coming back? I decided that this was the revenge prank I had always been dreading and went into the bathroom to inspect the damage. To my surprise I was not covered in writing or marker and had no obvious tattoos or body modifications. I didn’t look too bad, even at 29years of age. I have always been very fit, not muscular but slim from swimming. I still had my shaving kit, either they forgot to nab it or left it on purpose. Either way I could clean up. I hopped into the shower and turned it on cold.

During my wake up shower it dawned on me that check out time was noon. Had the room been paid for or did the guys stick me with it. If my wallet were gone what would I do? I shut the water off and jumped out in a panic. I searched frantically for my wallet but to no avail. Checking the time I realized I had ten minutes to do something. I looked around the room for something to wear. Since it wasn’t the Grande Hotel, there were very few things and no bathrobes. What would I wear? The curtains, bed sheets, towels were not comforting alternatives. I had to get out of there fast and needed to move quickly. I chose a towel. I peeked out to look around. I saw the maid cart a few rooms down and the maid entering a room. At the end of the corridor was a utility closet with the door left open that the maid was probably using to store the cart but left open while doing her rounds. Leaving the door wedged open, I sprinted down to the closet in my towel and looked inside for anything to use. It was pretty sparse, towels mostly but I did spot a maid uniform neatly pressed on a shelf. Running out of time and options I grabbed it and sprinted back to my room. When inside, I quickly threw on the grey dress. For a moment I felt kind of funny, kind of sexy wearing a dress with nothing on underneath. The maid was done with the room she was in and was now going into the room next to mine. I had to move now. I grabbed my shaving kit and made a run for it.

Outside in my bare feet wearing a cheap motel maid uniform I made a run for it getting clear of the motel as quickly as possible. I ran across the street to the parking lot behind the strip joint. I don’t know how many people in passing cars saw me but was only concerned that nobody from the motel spotted me. Checking that the coast was clear, I sized up my options. I was 125 miles from home, with no money, no ID, no shoes and wearing a maid uniform, which was beginning to feel kind of nice. As I sat lurched behind some garbage cans I noticed the front part of my dress tenting up with an erection. I wrote it off to an adrenaline rush and gave it no more thought. I figured if I could find a pay phone, I could phone one of my bonehead friends collect and demand them to come and get me. I definitely didn’t want anyone else to see me like this. In order to get to a pay phone I would have to go looking dressed like I was. It wasn’t as if I could pass for a woman and inconspicuously stroll through public looking for one. I have very short hair, a goatee and my legs were hairy. It would never work. I thought if I could find some male cloths to steal and change that would be better but looking around did not see how I could work that.

As I sat there going over my options while fighting a hangover I gazed around the parking lot. One car was present. I had no idea what to do. Suddenly, I was alarmed by the sound of a door opening at the back of the strip joint. I hid quietly as I watched a grubby, dirty looking man taking out the garbage. He filled the dumpster with some trash bags and then went back inside. This was obviously the janitor doing his morning after clean up. It gave me an idea but I would have to wait until he came out again. I snuck around the garbage bins to the other side of the back door. And hid behind some boxes. Soon enough, the door opened again as the burly man brought out some more trash bags. I quickly and quietly slipped inside the unlocked door without being noticed. Once inside I had to find a hiding place since the janitor would soon return. I ran into the back and up some stairs and found myself in a change room with a bathroom and a window facing the back. I jumped in the shower stall and pulled the curtain closed. I waited quietly and listed as the janitor went about his rounds down stairs. After twenty minutes or so I heard the door again and looked outside the window as the man got into his car and drove off. It appeared that I was alone for a while. I had no idea what time anyone would be returning as the place was closed on Sunday until 8:00 pm.

I ventured out and looked around. It was quiet so I was sure I was alone. I soon found a bottle of aspirin and took a couple for my headache along with some whisky. I could find nothing in the way of men’s clothing to change into just a dressing room full of stripper’s costumes. I looked at myself in one of the large full-length mirrors in my shabby maid uniform. It seemed so un-sexy compared to all the hot outfits in the change room. I pulled some outfits off of the rack and held them up to myself in the mirror and began getting very excited. I thought of how sexy I would look in some of those cloths. That gave me an idea. I took my shaving kit and hit the shower. I took off the maid uniform and slipped into the hot shower. I took my razor and shaved my legs, armpits and the sparse chest hair I had. Then I gave my entire face a good close shave. I tidied up some more, brushing my teeth, and such and put on a silky black robe. There was a shelf full of wigs most of which were outrageous and I selected a subtler redhead wig that was long and curly. I sat at a mirror and went through the makeup items. I began experimenting with everything, including false eyelashes, eyeliner, lipstick, everything. I even trimmed and tweezed my eyebrows. I was fair-haired to start, so I didn’t have too much to pluck. I lost track of time as I made myself up. It was incredible to watch myself transform from plain old me into a hot looking babe. I even painted my toenails. Eventually I could not recognize the pretty woman looking back at me in the mirror. She was magnificent. I was so turned on my hard-on was straining. I leaned back and began stroking it and in record short time I exploded all over myself in a gusher I had never witnessed before. As I sat there still staring at the sexy creature looking back at me I scooped up some of my come with my fingers and like a practiced porn star began to seductively lick it all up off my fingers. It’s as if it wasn’t me, it was the sexy redhead in the mirror. I had never done that before. I loved it and made me even hornier.

I tried to wipe it out of my mind after realizing how much time had passed. I fixed my lipstick and started picking out an outfit. Most of the cloths were very skimpy and very few could be worn in public by anyone. I found a black leather mini skirt that I recognized from one of the dancers the night before. I then found a sexy purple bustier with black lace trim at the bust and a short sleeve black silk jacket. Searching around I found some padding for the bust, black silk panties, and some black fishnet stockings with seems. I put on a garter belt and hooked up the stockings. Shoes were tough as they were all pretty small and all outrageously high. I finally found a pair of black open toe platform stilettos that I could just squeeze into. I looked at myself again in the mirror. The effect was amazing. I looked as hot as any sexy stripper I had ever seen. I didn’t think it was possible, but I looked like the fantasy girl I had always dreamed of being with. I definitely looked slutty given the wardrobe I had to choose from, my stocking tops showed below the hem of the leather mini but I did look like a woman enough to go into public. I found a little bag and loaded it with lipstick, mascara, compact, eyeliner and perfume. The perfume I wore added to the effect of femininity and I was so turned on I had to stroke myself off again. I couldn’t go out in public with that tent in my skirt. I came quickly again and I again hungrily licked it up while watching myself in the mirror. I was convinced I was as hot as any porn star I had ever watched. One final touch up and I was ready to split. I searched around the bar for some cash to no avail. I took another drink for courage and left.

I tried to get clear of the strip joint and that motel as quickly as possible by walking back toward the city. Walking in high heels was no easy chore however and my feet were soon killing me. I had no idea how far the closest store or gas station would be with a pay phone. Just after five minutes of awkward walking an SUV pulled over just ahead of me. It was black with tinted windows. As I got closer the window came down, and there was a man inside waiting to talk to me. He looked about 40, with a businessman’s haircut and golf cloths on. He lowered his sunglasses and asked me if I wanted a ride. I hesitated, thinking it might be a bad idea, but the pain in my feet decided for me and I got in. He introduced himself as John and in as breathy a voice I could muster I replied, "Mary" not being able to think of anything quicker. He tried making small talk. He said stuff like, "I’ve never seen you around here before, and I would remember a girl like you." He pasted me with compliments about my legs, my cloths, my hair, etc. I just kept smiling and blushing at his flirtatious remarks so I wouldn’t get kicked out and loose my ride. In a way, I did get a satisfying feeling at the compliments and it made me feel more confident about looking like a woman. It wasn’t as if he was a loser. This guy was good looking I guess and obviously successful. I occasionally would glance over and bat my big eyelashes. Flirting was kind of fun from the female perspective.

We drove into the city and I noticed a gas station with a pay phone. I softly said, "Here please." He looked a bit disappointed and casually slowed down and drove a bit passed the station and into a nearby ally. At first I figured he couldn’t stop in time and was going to turn around and go back but he stopped and put the vehicle in park. I waited for a minute to see if he was going to put it in reverse and back out. After that I nervously looked over and saw that he had unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock. He was pulling out some bills from his wallet and slapped $50.00 down on the console. I gasped in shock. My eyes were glued to his very big dick rising from his pants. I was like a deer in the headlights, not knowing whether to open the door and run or punch this guy, or do as he wanted. What was I thinking? I would never do that. I wouldn’t but would Mary? So why haven’t I moved yet? I could not take my eyes of it; it was so big. I was hypnotized by it.

"Okay, twenty dollars more, but that’s all I got on me," he spoke out as he dropped a twenty on the pile of cash. I don’t know how it happened because it was something that I never would have considered doing but I wasn’t myself at that moment. I suddenly found my lips wrapped around his big cock head with my tongue licking it all over. As if on autopilot, my mouth and tongue began working his meat like I was an accomplished porn star. I wanted to suck him like a pro. I wanted to give him the best head of his life. I started jacking the base of his dick as I licked it up and down. I spotted a drop of pre-cum forming on the tip and licked it off. It tasted like mine but I savoured it like a guilty pleasure. I was really getting into it, licking and sucking his balls, kissing the shaft, and trying to take it deep into my throat. It was during a very deep plunge when he suddenly grasped the back of my head and began shooting hot jets of cum down my throat. It was about to blow out nose when I figured I should swallow. He held my head in place as he dumped his load in my mouth. I swallowed down every last drop. It was so hot! I was licking his shaft clean trying to get every last drop when he suggested that I should split. I really didn’t want to leave his cock but I suddenly remembered that I was trying to get home and scooped my money and left. I made my way down the alley as the SUV pulled away. It suddenly dawned on me that I had just sucked a man’s cock. Was I turning gay or what? I was getting myself confused. I had to straighten my head out and think about getting home. At least I had $70.00 toward the cause.

I stopped and pulled out my compact to fix my makeup, I still had a drop of cum on my chin. I wiped it off with my finger and gave it a good suck clean. It was so good. I then repaired my makeup and reapplied my lipstick. Looking extremely hot again, I headed for the gas station where I saw the phone. On the way, I got several wolf whistles and "hey baby!" from passing cars. That made me want to work it even more and I really swung my hips as I walked. I even got one "Filthy whore!" from a female voice passing by. I ignored her and kept walking. I got to the phone and my feet were aching again. I leaned on the wall of the phone booth and took off a shoe to massage my foot. It was swelling a little so I quickly put my shoe back on before it got too fat to fit back in. I dared not attempt the other one. I tried calling my ‘so called friends’ collect but there was no answer at either place. They may not have made it home yet, they might be taking their time, they might be somewhere spying on me for laughs, they were probably ignoring me. It then began to cross my mind on how I would ever get them back for this one. Another thought crossed my mind. What if I called Roxy to come get me? How would I ever explain this one? I decided that anything would be better than that. I tried calling a cab company but the phone wanted money for that so I went into the store to get some.

The store clerk wouldn’t give me change for a twenty. I said in the airiest voice I could do, "I need it for the payphone." He pointed to the prepaid phone cards on the counter. The cheapest ones were $10.00 so I bought one along with some gum and aspirins. I went back out to the phone and called a cab company and asked how much for a trip back to my town. They said that it would cost $75.00, which put me about $25.00 short. I hung the phone up and thought it out. If I just made $70.00 giving a blowjob, I could make enough money by doing it one more time.

I had dropped my phone card on the ground and was bending over to pick it up. My skirt must have been riding way up my ass. Before standing back up I heard a car squeal its brakes. I looked over and saw a big silver Cadillac behind me on the road. It turned into the parking lot and came up beside me. The tinted window came down and I saw two black men in gangster cloths staring out at me. They were both big guys. "Damn! Look at your fine ass!" the driver stated.

"Hey Baby, want to go for a ride?" the passenger asked smoothly. It was my chance but had to play it real cool. I just flashed up three fingers to them. The passenger leaned over and confabbed with the driver for a second. He looked back and whispered, "One-fifty".

I flashed two fingers back and he nodded. He then opened his door and got out. He was even bigger than I thought. He stood about 6’ 2" and was very muscular like a football linebacker. He had a mild growth of chin hair and a shaved head. He opened the back door and ushered me in. The man then climbed in with me and shut the door. The car was off in a shot. I didn’t even notice what direction we were going. The guy sitting with me introduced himself as Ricky and his friend driving as Antoine. I did my best girly voice to say, "Mary" once again.

Ricky quickly rolled out four fifty-dollar bills from a huge roll in his pocket and handed them to me, which I stuffed into my bra. He dispensed with formalities at that point and began feeling me up starting with my leg. I couldn’t let him get too close so I put grabbed his hand. As I turned to him, his mouth was pressed on mine and his tongue forced deep inside. I was still trying to psyc myself into sucking another dick but had not anticipated a kiss. It was strangely erotic and exciting to be kissed so forcefully. He could really kiss too. Ricky’s tongue worked the inside of my mouth and played with my tongue and his full lips moved all over mine. It felt very sexy and I found myself sighing as I melted into his arms. His hand worked its way up to my ass. I had my legs squeezed together to prevent finding my secret. Still, I had to make a move so I pulled away reluctantly from his kiss and grabbed hold of his crotch. I could feel the outline of his cock threw his loose pants. I could tell it was huge.

I unzipped Ricky’s pants and he helped to pull them down to his knees. I was caught like a deer in the headlights again staring at his cock. It was dark brown and easily 10" or bigger and massively thick. My mind was telling me that there was no way I could take that thing into my mouth but like before my body just moved toward it and I was soon worshipping it with soft kisses and long licks. I was in total shock at the size of it. I really wanted to suck it badly and made sure to get it nice and wet with my tongue. I got it nice and shiny and then went down to suck on his large balls. They were each too big to fit into my mouth, like a baked potato. I took in the musky smell of his groin and found myself getting aroused. I started working on the cock head giving it a good lick and suck. I could sense Ricky’s frustration and attempted to take his shaft into my throat. It was too big for me and was making me gag as it lodged in my throat. I backed off and concentrated on sucking the head and began stroking the base with my hand. He liked this and I kept giving him the best head that I could. Antoine was asking Ricky if I was a good cocksucker. Ricky would moan his answer.

I was sitting on the floor of the back seat so no one could touch my crotch and discover my ever-growing secret. I tried to get Ricky off as fast as I could and was taking more and more of his shaft down my throat with each plunge. My red lips were now going more than halfway down his pole, which I now estimated at closer to a foot in length. Antoine was also growing impatient. He had been driving the whole time and was wanting in on the action. His whining was continuous and I eventually heard Ricky tell him, "Pull over there. Go in there, down to the end." I had no clue of where we were.

"Now I’m getting’ me some head," Antoine claimed. Ricky hadn’t come yet so I figured he could wait while I made love orally to Ricky’s meat.

Ricky had other plans however and pulled his unit from my lips. I reached for it like a baby missing its pacifier. "Ya, I want me some booty anyway. I’m gonna tap this fine ass," Ricky claimed as he removed his pants completely and took me hand pulling me out of the car. His massive dick bounced and bobbed as he dragged me to a picnic table. I looked around and figured that we must be in a roadside park off a highway. It was starting to get dark out and I wondered where the time had gone. The park was deserted and unlit. I was glad because my makeup must have been getting messy and I needed the extra darkness. Antoine sat himself up on top of the table and Ricky guided me in front of him. I was getting scared because I was getting hard and it was becoming tougher to hide it. I was also scared because Ricky wanted to fuck me with his monster cock. He already had my skirt hiked up over my hips and was pressing his big dick against my ass. I didn’t want him fumbling around down there with his hands so I took hold of his cock and slipped my panties to the side with my other hand. I guided the head to the entrance to my asshole. I was feeling very sexy at this time with two black men both wanting to plunge their dicks into me. Ricky’s dick didn’t feel like it was going to make it into my tight virgin hole. I actually really wanted it inside me. I put my fingers into my mouth and wet them with gobs of saliva and pre-cum. I plunged them into my ass as deep as they would go and tried to stretch the opening. I took Rick’s dick again and started guiding it in. He pressed gently in and it hurt like I couldn’t believe. I worked through the pain however; until he was lodged securely inside my rectum. I could not get over how fat it felt as it stretched me open. It must have been tight to Ricky too as he asked me if I was an anal virgin. I just nodded yes to his delight.

Meanwhile Antoine had his big black dick out and was pushing it against my lips. I figured it would help take my mind off of the pain and opened wide to suck it. I was soon sucking Antoine like a vacuum cleaner. Ricky was at first slow and gentle but eventually he began really fucking me hard. His strokes were long and full. I could feel his nuts slapping against my panty covered pair. Antoine was in heaven. "Man, this bitch can suck a lollipop!"

"Rides like a philly too," Ricky added. I loved it too. I could really work Antoine’s cock, which was a bit smaller than Ricky’s but only a bit. I could deep throat most of it and pumped the base fast with my hand. Getting drilled from both ends was having its effect on me too and my own erection was finding its way past the waistband of my panties. Luckily for me, both of Ricky’s hands were firmly on my hips as he ripped in and out of me. I was a human fuck doll. Antoine was begging Ricky to let him have a go at my ass too. Ricky said that he was almost done. He was really jackhammering into my asshole and as I began to feel his burning seed flooding my rectum he grabbed hold of my panties and tore them clean off. In the post-orgasmic haze Ricky reached under me and his hand touched my hard cock. He was so busy coming it took a moment to figure it out. I was frozen and could not move. Suddenly, it became clear to him and his wet cock slid out from my bum. As cum dripped out my ass, Antoine jumped up to take Ricky’s place. Ricky backed away a step and I looked at the horror in his eyes. Fear rushed over me. "Looks like our philly is a gelding," Ricky frowned.

In frustration, Antoine grabbed my hips and in one motion fully inserted his cock in my over worked asshole. "Whatever it is, I am getting my nut!" Antoine stated. He mercilessly fucked my ass with pounding strokes. Ricky shook his head to clear his haze and stepped closer pushing his receding tool in my face.

"Suck it clean faggot!" he demanded. I didn’t want them to beat the shit out of me so I did what he asked and licked and sucked all of the cum off of his funky unit. Antoine finally was ready too and shot a blistering load into my already full bum. He filled me to overflowing and then did as Ricky did and made me suck him clean. I was now afraid for my life as I didn’t know if these guys were going to shoot or stab me and leave me here or worse cut off my dick or beat me to a bloody pulp. I tried to cover myself from an attack but Ricky came up to me with an angry look on his face. He pulled the money from my bra, which included the money from my first blowjob and put it into his pocket. He then punched me in the gut, which made me drop to the ground in a heap. "Your lucky you was a good fuck faggot, or you would be dead for tricking us like that," Ricky said

"Maybe we’ll see you in the joint sometime princess," Antoine added. I was reeling on the ground. The bustier that I had on absorbed some of the blow, but it was still harsh. I guess I should feel lucky as the car pulled away that it wasn’t worse. I found my makeup bag that had been tossed out on the ground. I got my compact and checked my makeup. My lipstick was smeared, and my eyeliner was running. I did a quick fix up as best that I could and picked up my torn panties. I tied a bow in the torn waistband to keep them up. Through all that I noticed that I still had an erection. I couldn’t believe how slutty I had become since putting on women’s cloths. I began stroking myself as I closed my eyes and remembered the feeling of having Ricky’s massive dick pounding my asshole while I was sucking on Antoine’s. In only a few seconds I sent a gusher threw the air. I caught some of my own sperm and began licking it from my fingers again.

Just then a pair of headlights came rushing up the road in my direction. "Oh my god! I thought they were back and going to kill me," I imagined. I tucked myself away and thought about running for it. But I realized that in spike heels and a miniskirt it is damn near impossible to run for it. The car stopped and there was another set of lights, flashing red ones on the top of the car. Cops! I was relieved in one sense but realized that I now had a new set of problems. A cop came out of one side of the car pointing a flashlight in my face. Soon both police officers were out of the car and in my face.

"Are you okay?", "Are you hurt?", "What are you doing out here?", "Are you alone?" The questions came flying at me. I realize that I would have to blow my cover here and bite the bullet. I started speaking and they both looked at one another with knowing glances. "So you’re a transvestite, what are you doing out hear alone in this park?" one of them inquired. It dawned on me that they assumed I was a prostitute, and I couldn’t blame them considering my outfit, and I was in trouble. I tried explaining that I was lost and just trying to get home. I told them I didn’t have a ride and that I was just dropped off here. They made me get in their cruiser and began running the questions again, this time asking me how many tricks I had seen and how much money I had made. I denied all these claims and they searched me for money and anything else. They made me give my real name that they checked for a criminal record. Once they found out that I was clean and had no money on me to convict me of anything they were ready to get rid of me. They began reading me the riot act; "If we ever see you around here again we will put you in the pen with the low life scum of the city."

I was more then happy to oblige them for not taking me to jail. Then they asked how I would get home. I told them that I didn’t know and had no money for transportation. They confabbed with each other for a minute then the older cop turned to me and said, " There is a bus stop on route five where the bus to your town can pick you up. It will be there in an hour. We can do you a favour and drop you there and give you the bus fare." I was so pleased I smiled and thanked them for their generosity.

That’s when the other cop looked at me and said, "We do you a favour and you do us a favour, right?" I was a bit confused but understood that I was not welcome back there in the future. So I answered, "You’ll never see me back here again ever, promise."

"That’s a given princess, we mean do us a favour," he reiterated while lifting an eyebrow then looking down at his crotch. Then it became clearer.

"Oh, sure, whatever you want. I am grateful for your generosity," I mumbled back. The first trooper, the younger one hopped in the back seat with me and got comfortable. I slowly undid his pants and pulled out his semi-erect penis, which was uncut. He grabbed my head and held it down at his groin. I got to work licking it like a lollipop, like I had to the three cocks I had sucked earlier. It started to grow as I wrapped my sweet red lips around it. I pulled the foreskin down and I got the full musky taste of his cock head on my tongue. I sucked it hard and long. The trooper held onto my head as his hips thrust up at me, fucking my face. His actions got harder and faster and he began panting and calling me "whore" and "suck slut" under his breath.

Thankfully the younger trooper didn’t last to long. My rapidly developing cock sucking skills were getting him ready and he soon blew his load down my throat into my hungry belly. He held my head in place as his balls were pressed firmly against my chin while I continued to swallow every last drop of his sperm. His orgasm soon subsided and he returned to the front seat as the older of the two cops joined me in the back. He was a bit grey on top but he looked in good shape for his age. I started to slowly unzip him. "If you take too long and miss your bus you’ll have to wait for the 7:00 am one," he coaxed. I got busy and in one gulp deep throated his hard 7" cock. After the two black guys I sucked off earlier these guys’ dicks were no problem. They were as big or bigger than my own but my throat had adapted to accommodate extra large meat. I got his unit nice and wet with my tongue and began pumping his shaft with my hand. He moaned with ecstasy and told me what a good cocksucker I was. He had much more stamina that the younger guy and I had to slobber on his dick for a good twenty minutes before his balls tightened up and he unleashed his salvo of cum into my awaiting mouth. I again swallowed it all and licked his shaft clean. I don’t know if it was because I had not eaten in twenty-four hours but I was really savouring every last dollop of cum I could drink. When he was finished he straitened himself up and returned to the driver’s seat. I got out my compact and once again fixed up my lipstick. True to their word they dropped me at the bus stop with a fresh twenty dollar bill and watched as I boarded the waiting coach.

I was happy that I could finally go home. The bus was pretty empty with the exception of a few diverse people. I opted for a secluded part of the bus so I could be alone and get a nap on the trip back. I settled into a seat and looked at my reflection in the window. I still could not recognize the woman looking back at me. I noticed the police car drive away with two very satisfied cops. I got comfortable and began to drift off. Before I could actually doze off, a guy sat down in the seat across from me. He was younger but looked like he had been around. He had long brown hair and a goatee. He wore baggy jeans, a baseball hat, sneakers, a tee shirt and a worn leather jacket. I caught him staring at me. He smiled. I gave a sweet smile back, not trying to be flirtatious. He opened his jacket and pulled out a mickey bottle of whisky. He took a pull from it then looked over to me, offering it to me. At first I thought I should decline but I really did want a drink and he looked kind of innocent so I took it from him and had a very unladylike swig. As I passed it back to him, the man across from me tried to introduce himself. I didn’t want to yack back and forth across the isle so I moved over to the window seat and patted the empty seat next to me as an invitation to come over. He handed the bottle back to me as he sat down and I took another hit. "Jesse," he politely introduced.

"Mary," I whispered after swallowing the cheap booze. We didn’t say much to each other but there was an air of electricity between us as we passed the bottle back and forth. After my third pull on the bottle, Jesse leaned over and pointed to a drop on my face and gently licked it off. I looked at him deep into his brown eyes and suddenly found myself pressing my lips against his. He kissed me softly and passionately. I don’t know what had come over me but I found myself making out with this stranger like it was prom night. He was a sweet kisser too with a gentle but firm tongue. We shared our whiskey kiss for the next twenty miles without letting up. Somehow my hand had landed on Jesse’s lap and discovered a very large bulge in his jeans. I was completely out of control now and soon had his pants undone and was stroking his nice, thick ten inch cock. Almost instinctively by now I made my way to his velvet love pole and my mouth instantly sank down around his shaft. It felt so nice in my mouth. I made slow oral love to Jesse’s cock. He moaned lowly as I gave him head. The drone of the bus masked his grunts and my wet slurping sounds. I deep-throated him until my throat was sore then took a break to suck on his juicy balls. His eyes were rolled back in ecstasy. I liked back up to the top of his cock and began sucking him again. After what must have been half an hour Jesse finally tensed up and his burning hot cum filled my mouth. I greedily swallowed every jet of white sauce that he launched.

I made sure to lick Jesse’s sweet cock clean. He lifted my chin up to him and softly kissed my lips. I can’t tell you how hot that was. He then offered me a drink, which I took and then he took one himself. I still had his cock in my hand and was stroking it slowly. It didn’t go soft at all and soon I could tell that he wanted more. "Look who is ready for seconds," I commented.

"I could do you this time," Jesse offered. Before I could let that idea go any further I told him I was out of commission at the moment. I was thinking of going down on him again but my jaw was starting to ache. My bum was getting twitchy and anxious for another fuck. The two big black cocks I had inside earlier left me hungry for more. I whispered to Jesse to hold still. I then hiked my miniskirt up to my hips. I slid over and straddled Jesse’s lap. While I was up I looked around the bus to see if anyone was the wiser. The four or five other people on the bus were either wrapped tightly in their own worlds or were fast asleep. I quickly lined Jesse’s cock head up with my bum crack. I slipped the panty to the side and sat myself down thus impaling myself on his dick. I placed my hands over Jesse’s so that he could not touch me and create a repeat of my earlier discovery. I sank deep down until my cheeks touched his lap. He was buried completely in my ass. I didn’t feel as much pain as I did earlier. I had been stretched pretty well. His cock felt perfect inside me and I cautiously and slowly began moving up and down on my new lover’s shaft. I purred and cooed with each stroke. Jesse was in la-la land. He nuzzled against my neck and whispered how he had never fucked a girl in the ass before.

I was in heaven too and again had a hard-on straining to get out of my panties. We fucked like this for miles and miles. I had lost track of time and before I realized it we were approaching the bus station. Just then, Jesse thrust himself to the hilt inside my rectum and emptied his balls inside me. The bus pulled to a stop and I lifted myself up and adjusted my panties and skirt. Jesse asked for my phone number. I was caught a bit off guard by this. Truthfully, I wanted to give it to him. I made a face as to tell him sorry but it would have to be ‘no’. I decided to just leave as quickly as possible and gave Jesse a peck on the cheek. As I fumbled with the others to get off the bus Jesse handed me a slip of paper from behind. It was his name and number. I smiled at him and put it in my bra. It was as I was leaving when I swore I saw him mouth the words, "I know".

I left and began my six block walk to my building. The walk home was uneventful other than the torture to my poor feet and ankles. It’s true when women say, "until you have walked a mile in my shoes." I would respect them for this from now on. I knew I had an extra key on a magnet behind my mailbox so I could let myself in. Despite how electric it felt being dressed as a hot woman, I was so looking forward to getting undressed and having a good night sleep. I opened the door and let myself in without anyone seeing me. It was pretty late.

"Well hello sweetie! This is going to be a good one," giggled a female voice from the shadows of my living room. Terror was setting in. Roxy appeared from the dark and approached me with a stern, somewhat angry look but was also ready to burst out laughing.

"Okay honey, what did you do to my fiancée?" she got out before collapsing in laughter. She obviously knew it was me and began teasing me relentlessly. I was too exhausted to fight it and just sat my satin covered ass down on the couch and kicked off my high heel shoes. "Well? I’m waiting," she pursued as she sat next to me. I began explaining that my ‘so called friends’ had drugged me and stole my cloths and wallet while we were out of town. I told her that I had to steal cloths to get home and that I got them from the motel we had stayed at. I left out some of the details of my eventful day like sucking off strangers for money or getting double fucked by two well-hung black guys. I did mention that the police put me on the bus but left out why they were so nice to me. Roxy was trying not to laugh throughout my explanation which she seemed to have a lot of difficulty doing.

"I was worried about you," Roxy began. "…and I saw Dave earlier, he told me that you left them during the evening with a stripper and they lost you. They thought you might have come home, so they returned here looking for you."

That story could actually have been half true and with the memory loss I was suffering from prevented me from fully denying it. "What a crock of bullshit!" I defended. "Those guys were out to get revenge on me from the beginning and planned this whole thing."

"You do believe me don’t you honey," I pleaded. She paused and drew a breath. She was mulling it over and our future together was on the line. After another sigh Roxy moved closer to me and planted a loving kiss on my mouth. For a second I got the image of two hot babes kissing each other, which is what Roxy and I would have looked like, and it made me seriously turned on. Roxy is five foot five and in great shape with brown shoulder length hair and green eyes. Kissing me would for Roxy seem like a lesbian kiss. She pulled back briefly, smiling and cooing. Her lips were smeared with my lipstick and it turned me on even more. It was a fantasy of mine for ages to watch Roxy with another girl and now I was experiencing it first hand as the ‘other girl’.

"Baby! I never knew kissing another girl was so hot," Roxy exclaimed. She kissed me again firmly and stuck her tongue into my mouth. She was purring and for once I was kissing her back like a girl would, softly and tenderly. She was really getting into it saying stuff like, "what a pretty girl you are, you’re making me so wet!" and "I have never had lesbian sex before but I really want to try it with you," and " I’ll bet your soft girl mouth will feel so good on my pussy."

It was obvious that she could tell how turned on I was and was playing right along. I wasn’t about to argue and went with the flow. After some heavy making out and some nice fooling around, Roxy removed her jeans and sweater and was on the couch in her black bra and panties saying, "come on girlfriend, I want you to eat me, I bet you can do it better than my boyfriend. Boys don’t know how to really please a woman like another woman does." Her words were inspiring me and I kissed my way down her full round breasts, lovingly licking them like I thought a girl would do it. I removed her bra and suckled her nipples, which were already hard as bullets. She was urging me further down and I kissed my way to her love box and kissed her threw her panties. I pulled them down slowly and kissed my way up her thighs back to her pussy. She really was wet. Her lips were in full bloom and pink as a rose. I licked them softly and kissed her sweet clit. I had eaten Roxy out many times before but this was different. I was going at her like I pictured my ideal lesbian love scene. I was trying to give her ultimate loving pleasure as apposed to preparing her for a fuck.

Roxy held onto my long red mane of hair and grinded her pussy into my face. I licked and sucked her with all my power and she cooed and purred. "Oh girlfriend! You eat my pussy so good! I am never doing this with boyfriend again, from now on I want you to be my lesbian girlfriend," Roxy moaned. It seemed a bit over-the-top but I really didn’t mind. I took the compliment and enjoyed my girl-girl experience. She began seriously humping my face and her pending orgasm soon loomed. I thought at first she might be faking because she never came that quickly from me eating her pussy but when her body tensed up I felt a huge flood of her love juices filling my mouth. I continued my rapid tongue movement as her orgasm stretched out for several minutes. The whole time she gushed waves of her love all over my face. Finally she began breathing again and relaxed her grip on my head. She calmed down slightly and pulled my smeared face up to hers and began licking it clean. I was again shocked because that had never happened before. She would never kiss me after I had gone down on her. Roxy was kissing me like it was our first kiss ever and it was passionate.

"Common lover, put on that strap-on dildo and fuck me with it," Roxy went on. My cock was already peering out from the panties and I just easily slipped into Roxy’s soaked snatch. I would have dropped my load in one stroke if I had not already come a few times earlier. We had a sweet, beautiful two-girl fuck and after we both climaxed together we held each other close and I began to drift off.

I was shook awake a little later as Roxy got up and was getting dressed. "Come on, we got to go back to my place."

"Can’t I just sleep?" I begged.

"No, hurry up, we have to go now," she continued as she shook me. I got up realizing that I was still dressed as a girl.

"Just let me get cleaned up and changed first okay?" I tried to compromise.

"No time, you can do that at my place," Roxy persisted.

Realizing that I couldn’t win I obliged and slipped my slutty high heel shoes back on and we set out. I don’t know how late it was but it was still dark. I kept falling asleep in the car on the way back to Roxy’s apartment.

"What’s the big hurry?" I asked as I awoke.

"Do you want to get back at your friends?" Roxy asked with a raised eyebrow. She had devised a plan but wasn’t letting me in on it yet. I went along with it glad that she was fully on my side. Once inside she hurried me to the bathroom and had me strip down. "Shower and shave quickly but be careful. You are starting to get five-o’clock-shadow," she ordered.

The hot shower was soothing and heavenly and cleaning off the previous day from my body felt nice. I shaved closely as instructed. I guess Roxy did not want me to grow my beard back. I could live with that. Once I had dried off Roxy called me out. She had several items of clothing placed out for me. None of them were my male cloths.

"First we have to do your make-up again sweetie," Roxy asserted. I had no idea that her plan would involve me dressing as a girl again. I tried to fight it, but realized that I didn’t have any male cloths at her apartment. "Come on honey, we don’t have much time," Roxy urged.

"Time? Time for what?" I went on.

"To get ready. Hurry up, you have to be dressed in thirty minutes." Roxy coaxed me into her chair at her make-up table. Her steady hands expertly applied the make-up much better than I had done the day before. Years of skill made me look even more convincingly feminine than I thought were possible. She brushed out my red wig and squirted me with her finest perfume. I was soon looking back at the prettiest redheaded fox I had ever laid eyes on.

Roxy dragged me over to her bed and began dressing me up. We started with white thong panties and a lacy white bra, which Roxy stuffed with silicone pads. She gave me her white garter belt next and a pair of white stockings with lace trims on the tops. I then put on her grey cashmere sweater that fit me very snugly. Next, I slipped into her black and white plaid miniskirt with pleats that made me look almost like a schoolgirl. Roxy’s shoes were too small for me so I put my stripper ‘come-fuck-me-pumps’ back on. I looked at myself in the mirror, and again was totally infatuated by the incredibly beautiful reflection looking back at me.

Roxy had changed her cloths while I was in the shower. She was wearing a black print mini dress. It had red flowers on it in an oriental style. She complimented the dress with black stay up stockings, black panties and a black push-up bra. The dress was unbuttoned enough to expose some cleavage. She had fixed her own make-up with her eyes brightened and her lips glistening red. I don’t remember her ever looking so good.

"Oh, I almost forgot, what the hell is your girl name?" Roxy asked.

"Mary," I gave back. She nodded and then told me my last name would be Callahan. When I asked why, she said she had a roommate in college with that name. I still didn’t know what her plan was but before I could inquire again there was a knock on her door. The sudden impulse to panic was coming back to me again.

Roxy gave me a sharp look and demanded, "Stay calm, try not to talk too much, and stay cool. Follow my lead and do everything I say. You look great honey don’t worry, you’ll be great."

The rap on the door continued. Roxy opened it up and in walked Dave and Matt. I had to keep telling myself not to panic over and over. Dave said, "Hey we came as soon as you called."

"Did you bring the pictures?" Roxy asked. He nodded and pulled an envelope of pictures from his pocket. She quickly opened it and scanned through them. She was shielding them from me and I was clueless as to what was on them. She tucked them away and put them in her purse. Matt and Dave were both staring at me trying to figure out who I was. I was glad that the lights were dim. Roxy came back and introduced me, "Guys this is my best girlfriend Mary Callahan. Mary this is Dave and Matt." I quietly greeted them both and it became clear that in the dimmed lights they did not recognize me.

Roxy continued, "When we talked earlier this afternoon, I was so upset that I called Mary to come over." Upset? This was getting worse. Roxy came closer to me and snuggled up close to me on the couch. "Mary and I were extra close back in college, in fact we were lovers." I looked at Roxy and smiled continuing to go on with her plot. She gave me a light little girly kiss. "I was so pissed at that snake-in-the-grass, soon to be ex-fiancée, that I knew the only one for me was Mary," she went on. "I’m sorry Dave. I know that you love me like you told me earlier but I am not going to go back with another man," Roxy confessed. It was getting thicker. I realized that Dave had been harbouring feelings for Roxy for some time and was now trying to sabotage my relationship to get her. Nice friend! Matt was on his side I guessed since he had helped out with the plan. Matt was terribly unsuccessful with women. He was nice enough and certainly not ugly just had a lot of bad luck. Maybe he was jealous of me too.

Roxy brought my face to hers and we shared a delicate girl-girl kiss. "You’re a lesbian?" Dave puzzled.

"Not lesbians silly, just two girls in love. We both like men, in fact in college Mary was probably the school’s most notorious slut." I started blushing and knew that I couldn’t argue back. Little did Roxy know how much truth there was in that statement.

"I don’t care what you call yourselves, that kiss was fucking hot! Please don’t stop on our account," Matt provoked. I knew that these guys were just as turned on watching two girls as I was.

"You guys want to see more?" Roxy asked. The two guys nodded like a couple bobble head dolls. Roxy again took my face and really began making out with me. It was as sexy as our private kiss earlier. Thank heaven she put smear proof lipstick on me. I had never seen Roxy so aggressive and the entire situation was turning me on. We French kissed passionately. We were really putting on a good show. Roxy’s mouth was feminine yet aggressive while mine was receptive and equally as feminine. I was lost in the kiss. It was the most romantic kiss I could remember. I almost forgot about our audience and was ready to climb aboard my fiancée and fuck her senseless but still remained ladylike.

Roxy again took control and began making me kiss my way down her neck to her heaving bosom. I kissed and licked her breasts, which looked very sexy in her lacy black bra. She pulled the bottom of her dress up exposing her stocking tops and panties. She pushed my head down between her thighs and locked her legs around my back. I licked her sopping wet panties with the tip of my tongue and she gyrated her hips into my face while letting out a little moan. I could hear another moan from Matt and Dave who were obviously enjoying what they were seeing. It gave me a rush knowing that I was putting on one of the hottest looking lesbian shows ever.

Roxy slid her panties right off and threw them across the room at the guys and her bare snatch again was before me to lick. I began eating her out like I did earlier with long licks and gentle clit sucking. She was so wet, I thought her juices might wash all my make-up off. Roxy loved it. She held my head in place with one hand and rocked her hips in time with my licking. She also panted sweet things to me like, "Oh Mary! God damn girlfriend, you know how to eat pussy!" I gave it my all including licking her anus and using my fingers to fuck her pussy while I had her clit in my lips.

I was licking and loving her pussy with all my passion and lost track of other things going on. I soon became aware of these things. I looked up while sucking on Roxy’s sweet clit and noticed that Dave was standing beside her with his crotch at her face level and she had already taken his big cock out of his pants and was stroking its nine inch length. She looked down at me and saw me looking back. She smiled and opened her mouth taking Dave’s cock all the way in. I felt a prang of jealousy but was helpless to do anything about it. Roxy kept my head in place with her thighs and her hand. I watched intently as she put on a real cock sucking show for me. I had to admit that it was a turn on. Dave had a big, thick cock and Roxy was working it with her tongue and her lips, making it wet and sloppy. She made loud sucking noises to add to the effect. Next I felt a hand caressing my ass and was about to panic. Matt was starting to feel me up.

"Wait Matt!" Roxy interjected. "Mary is riding the cotton pony, if you know what I mean," she continued as she stroked Dave’s swollen member with her hand. Matt removed his hand from my ass. Roxy signalled him to her with her finger and he walked around to the other side of her opposite Dave. I could see the tent in Matt’s pants showing that he was hard as a rock and ready to go. Roxy unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock. Matt wasn’t as big as Dave but he was still large and thick. Roxy wrapped her lips around his bulbous head and sucked him hard. She began alternating between Matt and Dave, taking about two minutes a time with their big cocks in her throat. They were each feeling up her tits that by now were completely exposed. I continued to tongue fuck her pussy as best that I could.

After watching Roxy blow my friends for twenty minutes, she stopped. She unhooked her legs from behind my back. I continued to lap at her box and awaited her next move. "Boys, Mary is getting jealous," she started. "I’m hogging all the cocks, we have to give her some," she added as she pulled my head up to hers. We sat with our stocking legs entwined facing each other as she held Dave’s cock to my face and smiled. She wanted me to suck it. The evil grin on her face told me that she wanted to humiliate me but the twinkle in her green eyes told me that she was excited to watch me. I really didn’t have a choice and took Dave’s massive cock between my lips and slid it all the way to the back of my throat. Roxy’s eyes lit up and she looked shockingly pleased. I sucked his cock with the practiced skill I had and Roxy cooed with pleasure.

"Mary! Wow, I forgot what a great cock sucker you are!" Roxy grinned. "Boys, Mary taught me everything I know about giving head." That gave me incentive and I took Dave deep in my throat until his balls touched my chin. Roxy went back to blowing Matt. Our faces were just inches apart while we sucked cocks. It was seriously hot watching her so close up with her mouth stuffed with meat. Dave continued to give my tonsils a good work out.

Roxy again changed the action, "Here honey try this one for a while," she said as she passed Matt’s cock to me and grabbed Dave away. I went at Matt’s tool without even batting an eyelash. He moaned as he fucked my soft mouth. Roxy took Dave and pulled him on top of her. Her legs were spread wide as Dave plunged his dick into her waiting snatch. She screamed a little as he bottomed out. Now I was beginning to feel more jealousy, which was made worse when Roxy told Dave, "Baby, your cock is the biggest I have ever felt."

I watched as Dave’s skinny ass humped up and down between my girlfriend’s thighs. Meanwhile Matt was thrusting in and out of my mouth. I had no problem taking his full length and would lick his balls with my tongue when he was all the way in. I was upset as Roxy moaned and clawed at Dave’s back in passion. She writhed in orgasm while he pounded her love nest. He soon was tensing up and exclaimed that he was ready to come. Roxy locked her feet around his ass to hold him in deep as he unloaded his pent up sperm inside her womb. It was a major blow to my ego watching them kiss in post orgasmic bliss. I could sense that Matt was growing impatient as he humped at my face. "I really need to fuck too, how about it Roxy?" he asked.

Roxy rolled off the couch, sweaty and exhausted. "I’m a bit worn out honey, I don’t think my pussy can take any more," Roxy told him to his disappointment. "How do you feel about anal sex?" she added. I couldn’t believe my ears! In all our time together Roxy had never given up her bottom. Was she about to let Matt be her first? I was being naïve of course. Roxy came over to me and positioned me so that I was on my knees. She lifted my skirt to my waist and began shifting the panties from the crack of my ass. I felt her tongue on my crack and she began licking my smooth bottom hole. This was a first for her but she licked my asshole without any hesitation. She was also careful not to let my equipment be seen by just holding the panties a little to the side. Her sweet little tongue felt so nice. She got it good and wet with spit. It soon ended however, as she took Matt’s cock into her mouth and coated it with her saliva. She then pulled it out and held it against my bum hole. She regulated the force by which he entered me. It slipped into me easily. It felt good and I had to fight back the urge to yell out, "Fuck my sweet ass, baby!"

Roxy was really enjoying this. I think she loved watching me enjoy it as much as she loved putting me into the position in the first place. Her hand casually touched my pantied covered cock and could tell how hard I was, which greatly excited her. Matt had grabbed hold of my hips and began driving his fat cock in and out of my tight backdoor. He was really getting into fucking his first asshole.

While Matt savagely fucked me in the ass, Roxy excused herself to go to the bathroom, leaving me alone with both guys. Dave slid over and presented his still erect cock to my face. It was shiny with the juices of Roxy and himself. I started licking up the shaft getting a taste of both of their cum. The mixed flavour was delicious. Dave slipped the head between my lips and shoved it to the back of my throat. He was still horny as hell and began face fucking me hard. I was getting it hard from both ends. They were both moaning things to me like "take it bitch!" and calling me a ‘slut’, ‘cock-sucker’, and ‘horny cunt’. It just egged me on to give them the best fuck they ever had.

Roxy returned after fifteen minutes wearing her stockings and a black silk bathrobe. She had cleaned up a bit but still had that "just fucked look". She smiled at the scene before her. Dave and Matt were pounding away at my mouth and asshole like pistons. Roxy opened her robe and began rubbing herself. She played with her clit and urged the guys with, "Fuck her boys! She loves your cocks."

Matt was soon ready and grabbed my hips tightly burying himself in my hole up to his balls. His warm seed soon flooded my bowels. Dave was there too and launched his load into my stomach. I drained both sets of balls. Roxy was excited at watching me take their cum and screamed, "Yes, fill your best friend with cum!"

I was shocked. Did she slip? Did she forget her plan? Was she caught up in the moment? I thought it might go unnoticed as both guys were in a post orgasmic daze. Roxy came over to us and put her hand on my panties. What she did next almost gave me a heart attack. She grabbed the waistband and ripped them right off of me. My raging hard-on flopped out for all to see. Dave and Matt both jumped back. Roxy began laughing in hysterics. "You guys are so dumb. You didn’t even know you were fucking a guy, your own best friend!" she blurted as she rolled over laughing.

Dave and Matt quickly grabbed their cloths and started getting dressed. Matt said something like, "I’m going to throw up." They threw on their cloths and made a beeline for the door. Roxy was still laughing. I was mortified. What the fuck had she done? She calmed herself down and came over to the couch. I was sitting there panting and exhausted, wearing a wig, women’s cloths and had jism running down my chin and from my bum. She straddled my waist and sat down on my hard cock. It slipped right up inside her moist box.

"Now don’t cum! Not until I say so," Roxy instructed. She squeezed my erection tight with her vaginal muscles. She pulled some photographs from her pocket and showed them to me. They were pictures of me from the night before with my face buried in a stripper’s cleavage, kissing a stripper and with my face buried in a stripper’s naked lap. I gulped. They must have taken them after drugging me and tipped the girl very well. Dave had a plan to show them to Roxy in order to get her pissed off with me then run crying into his arms. He had succeeded in getting her pissed off all right but underestimated her a little. I explained what had happened at the club to Roxy. She told me that she believed me but was still very hurt. She was wise to Dave’s plan and wasn’t about to fall for it but wanted to punish us all for our behaviour.

"I admit it hurt hearing about you then seeing these pictures. You needed a lesson in humility. As for your ‘so called friends’, they have been a bad influence and your relationship was destructive," Roxy lectured. "We needed this to break you ties with them. I don’t think we’ll hear from them any time soon," she went on. It was becoming difficult not to cum as she rode me in a slow rocking motion. "Uh-ah! Don’t cum until I say," she reasserted.

"Now our old relationship is over. No more engagement. I am willing to start over but with some changes," Roxy continued. I nodded as her pussy gave my erection a squeeze. "First, you will be my girlfriend Mary from now on, dressed up all the time. Second, you give up your apartment and all your guy stuff. Third, you quit your job and I’ll get you a job at my father’s company as a secretary," she stated and paused waiting for an answer. My brains were somewhere in my cock at the moment but I was sure that it sounded right. I was so turned on at the idea. I nodded my approval. She smiled and began humping me a bit more. She went on, "finally, since I can see how much you like cocks, we can both occasionally fuck men, so long as we are together as a team. I loved watching you in action tonight honey." Jesse came to mind for a brief moment. I nodded again and she breathed, "Okay, you can cum." At that point I unleashed a monster torrent up into Roxy’s warm love nest. She pulled me close and we kissed as only lovers can.

 

Mary (formerly Marty)

 

 

 

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