4 comments/ 41595 views/ 4 favorites The Pretty Girl By: wet_aimme It was one of those days where I just felt randy, and it was about 4 in the afternoon. Time to get the mail. I went to the mailbox at my apartment complex, when I saw the prettiest girl walking along to the entrance door of my building. She was wearing a denim mini and a cute pink short sleeved shirt, so right away my mind began dancing with the idea of how lovely it would be to have a little of my kind of fun with her. As I thought of this, standing there at the mailbox, I let just a tiny dribble go in my pink boycut panties, making sure none showed through my jeans. I headed back to the apartment, and who was standing at the door to my neighbors but the pretty girl. She was kind of dancing about strangely (well, to the uninitiated it would be strange, but having a weak bladder, I knew the score), knocking frantically on their door. She managed a weak smile when our eyes met, and I asked her if she was ok. She said that her friend had asked her to meet today, but wasn't home, and she had to pee so badly that she was afraid she'd let go right there. Being neighborly, and clever, I told her she could use my bathroom, and the gratitude that washed over her face, combined with a strange (again, strange to the uninitiated) disappointment...were all I needed. It was at this moment that I thanked whichever deity was listening that I never placed the maintenance call on my lock, which is a sticky little fucker on a good day. I finally got the door open and she raced in asking where the lav was, and as I closed the door, I grabbed her hand and said that anywhere was fine. She looked taken aback for a second, and as quickly as that look came, it was replaced with a sly grin. Switching roles, she took my hand and placed it just under her skirt, and let a torrent go all over my carpet (the one on the floor, pervs!). With little hesitation, my hand raised to feel the warmth flowing out of her, which hitched her skirt up a bit, revealing a pretty pair of pale blue panties which were darkening by the second. She asked if I liked that, and I confessed that I'd noticed her at the mailbox and was fantasizing about her as I let some go. She said it was my turn to let some go, and then laid down in her wetspot under me. I stepped aside to pull down my jeans, and she told me how much she liked my pink panties. I told her that if she liked them so much, why not give them a little kiss. She brought her head up between my legs, and as she did, I let about a gallon go all over her face. I cannot tell you the beauty of my piss dribbling down her chin, making a huge dark wet spot on her shirt...it was all too much. Then she pulled my panties aside and told me to get it in her hair. I'm telling you, I flooded her. I laid down next to her, and we just started rubbing each others bodies all over, enjoying our wetness and kissing. At that moment, my boyfriend came home. Uh-oh... We've always had a policy that its not cheating if we both get to play, and I could tell by the look on his face that I may've crossed the line. He just stood there, glancing back and forth between me and the pretty girl, laying there in a pool of our piss. I was petrified, but then I noticed the pretty girl smiling up at him with a warm glow, and she said that I had a tasty stream and he was a lucky man. He looked back down at her and asked how lucky. Then she reached up and unzipped him, pulled his cock out, and started to suck it. She pulled back for a second and said that he was the luckiest man on earth, cause she wanted him to piss on us both. He looked at me as if to ask if I minded, but I think his answer was obvious as I had put my hand down my panties and I was rubbing myself vigorously... At that, a waterfall began to caress our heads and faces, and the pretty girl started rubbing it into her hair and her breasts, as did I. Then she brought her face close to his pissing cock and began taking it in her mouth and spitting the piss onto my panties, which were still full of my busy hand. I got up too and did the same, but I spit it onto her pretty tits. She pulled up her shirt and her bra so I could suck on them while he pissed all over her body, but by then his stream had run out... He apologised for not having any more for us, and the pretty girl told him that it was ok, and if he wanted to, he could go to her car and get her overnight bag, full of more clothes, and then go get us some wine, and we could all just have some fun together tonight. I looked at her astonishedly and asked what happened to her visiting with her friend next door. She smiled and said that she'd rather stay with us, and besides, she'd have to do some laundry first, as it was her friend's outfit we'd just defiled. With that, my man was off, and I was on, and if you're a pretty girl who liked this story...why don't you write me and tell me how it would go next? Or even better...join us and make it come true! The Pretty Girl I've always been "the pretty girl." Even as a young child, I was always referred to as the pretty little girl. You probably think that would be a great, but not really. Everyone seemed to have higher expectations for me than my peers, I've always ended up being the teacher's pet, I always got picked out of the crowd and people either loved me or hated me for it. I grew up being a huge "people pleaser," wanting to meet everybody's expectations, hoping to never let anybody down. That can be a tough life in a small Midwestern town. Especially when you go to high school with the same couple of hundred kids that you went to elementary school with, you never escape it. I have also always been little, topping out at five foot nothing. So all the way through high school, I was the "small" pretty girl. I quickly learned that "boobies" outweighed "pretty" by a mile for teenage boys. I seldom even dated. Then one summer night down at the lake between my sophomore and junior year; a graduated senior paid me some attention at a party. I was in love. I lost my virginity that night in the bed of a pickup truck and then he never asked me out again. In fact, I don't think he ever looked at me again, I was devastated. Afterwards, I saw him a number of times at football games, the whole town came out for our high school football games, but I don't think he even recognized me. One day after I graduated and turned eighteen I decided I was tired of being that "pretty girl" in this small town, and that I was not going to live and die here like so many. I wanted an adventure. I was of age to do anything I wanted but being the over-achieving "people pleaser" that I was, I was afraid to disappoint my family. I wanted to head west until I bumped into the ocean, so I told everybody that I was going to tour college campuses and they bought it. I felt horrible about deceiving them because deep down in my heart I knew that I was planning to never come back. If they knew, my parents would have not wanted me to go, so I wouldn't have. I would have done without my adventure just to please them. I had saved a fair amount of money working all through high school and I figured it would do until I found something. Doing some online research, I came across an ad from a young lady looking to go to Oregon and wanting to share expenses with someone with a car. I had the car and Oregon sounded as good as any place to start. We made contact and she was in the next state over several hundred miles west of us. Perfect, my plan was coming together. As I packed my old Honda, I felt the need to hide several long-term items packed in boxes so my parents wouldn't see. I feared them asking questions because I knew I would blow it somehow, I really suck at this whole lying business. Finally, the day came to hit the road and I have to admit I was surprised how few people I felt I needed to say goodbye to. I didn't mind driving by myself the first day. It gave me a chance to clear my head and get excited about my "taking control of my life" adventure, really for the very first time. It was early afternoon when I reached my rendezvous point with my travel mate, Tracie. It was a diner near the center of town and she seemed to recognize me right off. Apparently I've got the look of someone away from home for the first time. She walked right up to me and said, "Well now, aren't you the prettiest little thing. Do you want to get a bite before we hit the road?" All I heard was, "Blah, blah, blah . . . Do you want to get something to eat?" We only sat long enough to eat a sandwich but we seemed to hit it off from the very beginning. Tracie was older than me, in her mid-twenties but interesting, funny, and easy to talk to. She was really pretty too, although seemed much more at ease with it than I was. In fact, she had a real "not a care in the world" air about her. I quickly determined that this was going to be a fun trip and was really glad we had connected. Once on the road we made good time the rest of the day. The Rocky Mountains were still a full day's drive away so we looked for somewhere cheap to stay the night. I hadn't really considered sleeping arrangements but when we found an inexpensive motel it made sense to share a room. Tracie was a breath of fresh air for me, she was so uninhibited. She could talk about anything and seemed to unapologetically say anything that popped in her head. I was getting such a kick out of her. Our first night together was no different. After her shower, she spent the rest of the evening in just her panties. She watched TV, thumbed through a magazine, and did her nightly routine half naked, like I wasn't even there. I could never do that and had to pretend not to notice her near nakedness. I have to say that I was envious of her confidence and boldness, not to mention her figure. She was taller than I am which isn't hard, and had larger breasts which also isn't very hard. I don't think she had an ounce of fat on her but she didn't look skinny. I wondered why she was traveling alone and not hooked up with some guy. Maybe over the next day or two I'll work up the nerve to ask her. The next day as we traveled we grew closer and she asked me about the men in my life. I joked about not having one yet since all three of my relationships were with "boys." I told her about losing my virginity in the back of the pickup and then about the other two boys I went out with for a while. When I put it in story form, it didn't sound like much so I added the part about my adventure. I was very curious about Tracie's love-life and I barely had to prompt her. She sat back and with a dreamy smile on her face began, but it wasn't about any particular man at all. She talked about one sexual encounter after another. It was clear she loved sex; in fact she said those exact words several times. She spoke of "getting fucked" in a number of ways and different positions, painting a pretty vivid word-picture of her sex life. I'm sure I was blushing as we drove. I found out that she loved anal, enjoyed being tied up, and had had several bi-sexual experiences along the way. Even though I wasn't sure what to think, I found myself becoming embarrassingly wet as she fed in to several of my secret fantasies. I've always considered myself a bit hypocritically demented, "goodie two shoes" on the outside but having thoughts I could never admit to anyone on the inside. I was relieved as we approached the Rockies and the majestic views took center stage. Finally we had driven as far as we were willing to and found another cheap place to stay. Tracie booked the room as I ran to the restroom. When we entered the room it had a single king size bed instead of the two queens we had the night before. Tracie said that's all they had. It was fine with me; I just wanted to get some rest. We watched a little TV and then settled down for the night. As we snuggled in under the covers lying on our sides facing each other, Tracie pulled up so close we were almost nose to nose. She, of course, only in her panties and I had my tee-shirt on. She was close enough that her breast lightly pressed up against my arms which I had crossed in front of me. Quite naturally, like two young girls sharing a secret she asked me, "So you've really never kissed another girl before?" I defensively said, "I never said that," but she looked at me with a knowing smile making it clear that I had, just without using those particular words. I'm sure I had a sheepish "I'm busted" look on my face when she leaned in and gave me a short kiss on the lips. Never taking her eyes off me, she waited a moment then leaned back in and gave me a deeper kiss. This is where I am such a "people pleaser," I don't want to be a lesbian but I don't want to hurt her feelings either. Not to mention it was a pretty great kiss that sent a small shockwave through me. She looked at me for a moment more then said, "Flip over, time to go to sleep." I rolled over facing the other way with my heart still thumping as she just pulled herself snug against my backside, placed her legs up under my butt, wrapped an arm over me and said, "Good night." It took a short while to calm myself after my first "girl kiss." She was so warm and soft and close, that I wondered if she could feel my heart beating. I could definitely feel her breasts pressed up against my back. It took a while to fall asleep but nothing more happen so I closed my eyes and enjoyed the cuddling. I must have slept like a log because I don't remember even getting up to go pottie during the night. When we finally woke up our positions were reversed. Tracie had her back to me and I was pressed against her with my legs tucked up under her shapely bottom. My arm rested over her waist and she was snuggling with it up between her breasts. I would have normally felt so self-conscience but with Tracie, I didn't. It was sort of like being sisters but with an air of excitement, the thrill of taboo. We had one more long-day of driving ahead so we got ready and hit the road. By not imposing her sexual prowess over me the previous night, I had drawn even closer to her. As the road went on and on, our chatter seemed to cover all topics. More precisely, she would tell a story or share an exploit which I would have to respond with, "No, I've never done that." After listening to her stories, I had to admit to myself that I wasn't even sure if I had ever had an orgasm before. Tracie asked me to please stay with her and her friends for a while when we got to Oregon. It sounded like a beautiful place and I told her I would think about it since I really wasn't headed anywhere particular. Also, I didn't want to commit until I saw how our last night together went. I didn't want to lead her on or anything but I also realized I wasn't in any hurry to leave her either. We were getting close to the Oregon border as we looked for one last motel. We would reach Tracie's friend's house tomorrow. We booked a room and I didn't think twice about it being a king size bed. Once we got our stuff unloaded, we went through our regular routines, of course with Tracie wandering around in her panties. I had to admit I checked her out a bit more after our little kiss. She was pretty spectacular. She had a long slender torso, great legs and an ass that was to die for. She's so cute and confident I don't doubt for a second she had had all the experiences she had been telling me about. When we finally turn off the lights we were again snuggled up spooning each other again. I didn't mind, I liked it. After a minute or two, Tracie half sits up and says, "I'm sorry, this has to go." She grabbed the bottom of my tee-shirt, lifted it over my head and off. It caught me by such surprise that I ended up just frozen there for a moment until Tracie snuggled back up against me and tucked her legs under my butt. Her arm came over cupping one of my breasts pulling me tight to her. Just as she seemed to reach maximum skin to skin contact, she gave me a kiss on my neck and said, "Good night." Lying there I thought of her stories over the last couple of days and how she had hit on several of my dark fantasies, although this wasn't one of them. Hearing about getting tied up, forced sex, or even group sex had me all worked up but I've never had a midnight fantasy that had me lying in bed, embraced by another woman . . . until now. I was really hoping something else was going to happen but was just too chicken to initiate it myself. I ended up enjoying her hand on my breast and sinking into my fantasy dream world until I drifted off. The next morning Tracie was all excited about reaching her friend's place. She said they always have a small reception when she returns and that we needed to dress up for it. We spent the morning trying to get dolled up; I even dug out one of my "long-term" boxes to look for a dress. I had only packed one that qualified as party-wear, my little black dress. It was a tight little shoulder-less, strapless number that I bought online. The dress was a tight elastic material that shaped nicely to every curvature of my body. A little too sexy for my hometown so I'd never had the occasion to wear it before now. Tracie thought it would be perfect and joked that she would have never guessed I owned such a tasty little dress. Tracie put on a cute button-up the front, Catholic schoolgirl blouse with a very short skirt and I was envious, her legs went on for miles. After getting some make-up on and loading up the car, we hit the road around noon for last couple of hours drive. We finally reached the Oregon coast and headed for Tracie's friends place. As we pulled into this long private drive, I was caught a bit off-guard by how big and beautiful it was. It was nestled amid large trees without another house within sight. Not what I was expecting. We parked, put our cute shoes on and walked up to the front door . . . the big and beautiful, cut-glass, double front door. I was excited to get here and spend time with Tracie other than in the car. I hadn't been able to get kissing Tracie out of my head since the other night. I think it was the combination of being on my own for the first time and doing something new, something that I would have never considered before now, especially in my small hometown. As we reached the door, Tracie turned to me, sweetly holding my face in her hands and told me that I didn't need to say a thing, that she would "handle" everything. Then she kissed me, rang the bell and walked right in. She moved through the impressive entryway and headed towards one of the rooms towards the rear of the house. I had to scurry along quickly in my heels to keep up as she entered what looked like a large den or parlor. It was beautiful and fit well in the house with its dark wood, beautiful bookshelves and multiple groupings of leather furniture. Standing in the center of the room as we entered was a nicely dressed, handsome couple. I was still trying to keep up and figure out what Tracie was going to "handle." Tracie walked up to them and embraced the woman first, then the man, just like long lost family. They obviously knew each other well. The man seemed to be in his early forties, fit and good looking. The woman was younger, maybe by ten years and was tall and gorgeous. As I walked up to the three of them they all brought their reunion to an end and turned to look at me. The woman stepped forward first and said, "Oh Tracie, she is as pretty as you said. This will be a lovely time." My confusion continued as I didn't know they had spoken of me. As the woman came towards me Tracie introduced her as Amanda and the gentleman as Sam. Amanda slowly walked around me making a thorough inspection, it was a bit disconcerting. Once she made a complete round, touching my arms and lifting my hair on the way, she stopped directly behind me. It felt like she towered over me even in my heels. She placed her hands on my on my shoulders and slowly ran them up and down my arms. My eyes widened as I processed this unexpected attention. Tracie took notice of the look on my face and moved right up in front of me taking my hands in hers. She lifted ours hands out from each side as if she was inspecting me as well. Without removing her eyes from mine Tracie said to Amanda, "She's cute enough to eat, isn't she?" "Oh yes," Amanda responded as she slowly reached under my arms and around to my front and cupped my breasts. I was shocked. Tracie was still holding my gaze as she pressed a finger against my lips saying, "Shhhhh, not a word. I'll handle this." First Tracie kissed me deeply and then slowly lowered herself down to her knees in front of me. I watched her as she sunk down never taking her eyes off mine. My heart pounded and I held my breath. Amanda's hands fondled me for a moment as my nipples harden immediately, responding to her touch through my dress. She began lowering the top of my dress down my braless chest while Tracie began raising the bottom hem up above my hips. All of a sudden my cute little black dress was gathered around my waist. Amanda continued fondling my breasts from behind as Tracie brought her mouth up to my panties. My heart was ready to jump right out of my body as she ran her nose, then her lips up between my legs until she mouthed my clit. She obviously felt the moisture that had been collecting there and looked up at me slyly. The sudden wave of stimulus that hit me as Amanda pinched my nipples and Tracie mouthed my vagina made my legs go weak and wobble. If it wasn't for Amanda holding me up by my breasts I think I would have dropped to the floor. Tracie was sliding my panties down gaining full access. I didn't know what to do, I should do something, but I was powerless. My head was spinning, my body felt limp, and I was going to have an orgasm. A wave washed over me as Tracie sucked my clit into her mouth and flicked it with her tongue and Amanda expertly rolled my nipples between her fingers while stretching my little titties out away from my body. I gushed, all over Tracie's face. That just seemed to encourage her more as her tongue dove deeper into my body. I had never had an orgasm like this, having such stimulation heaped on me unexpectedly and the reality of being so taken advantage of took me to a place I had never been to before. I was huffing and puffing, barely keeping my feet as Tracie finally finished and stood. Her mouth, nose and chin were drenched in my fluids. Looking at me with a satisfied look on her face, she leaned in and kissed me again. I could taste myself as she ran her tongue into my mouth, then pulling me even closer for the best kiss of my life and said, "Are you ready for an adventure?" She stepped away leaving me standing there, barely. I watched Amanda walk over to Sam and sit in his lap. Oh my goodness, Sam, I had forgotten about Sam. He had been sitting in a nearby chair watching the whole episode. I caught myself being oddly more embarrassed about my dress being squished around my waist than by him watching what had just happened. Still not fully sure what was going on, Tracie shows back up in front of me with a short piece of rope in the shape of a figure eight. It had little leather sleeves around the rope in the middle. I just watch as she lifted one of my hands up and slipped it into one hole and then my other hand into the remaining hole. I don't know why I didn't say anything and just watched as she slid the little leather sleeves from the middle out to tighten the figure eights around each wrist. They were little rope handcuffs. There were no locks or anything but seem to do the job just fine. Tracie gripped the center of the figure eight in between my hands and led me over to Sam and Amanda. My head was still spinning a bit and I wasn't sure what else to do, so I followed. Sam and Amanda were looking up at me as I stood there almost naked. Sam asked, "Are you enjoying our intimate little reception?" Being flushed and spent it seemed silly to say no, so I nodded a small yes. "Good," he said. "But it's a shame that the girls have made a mess of your dress." Amanda got up from Sam's lap as he pulled Tracie to him having her stand between his knees facing me. She was watching me as he ran both of his hands up one of her legs and under her skirt. When the inside hand reached her crotch, she closed her eyes and purred. Amanda took the couple of steps to me as Sam said, "It seems that the rest of the ladies are a bit overdressed." As Sam unzipped Tracie's skirt and let it drop to the floor, Amanda gently tugged my dress from my waist to my feet and held my shoes. I stepped out of the dress and the shoes in one effort and she stood back up next to me. Sam was now running his hands up inside the front of Tracie's blouse, squeezing her tits as the both of them kept their eyes on me. Sam gave a head motion towards Amanda and asked, "Will you please help my wife with her dress please?" The Pretty Girl I turned towards Amanda to see what she needed. She had turned her back to me, lifting up her hair exposing the zipper. I reached up with my handcuffed hands and pulled the zipper down, opening the back of her dress. With it still on her shoulders, she turned back to me and said, "Would you mind dear?" It took me a second but I finally caught on that I was supposed to remove her dress. I first fumbled with my hands being tied together, then reaching down with my fingers, slid the leather sleeve open and removed one hand. I reached up to her shoulders and gently pulled her dress off. Next to what had just happened a few moments ago, this was the most erotic experience that I had ever had. I was naked, Tracie was down to her panties, and my eyes followed Amanda's dress neckline as it reveal more and more. As the tips of her breasts came into view I started getting really excited. My heart was pounding but I wasn't sure why, I have seen lots of naked girls in my life, but this was different. Amanda's breasts were perfect. Her nipples were hard and erect, and her breasts stood firmly on their own. I lowered myself so I could follow her dress down. Her tummy was beautifully flat, her hips were narrow and her pussy was panty-less and perfectly shaven. I held her dress at her feet so she could step out of it. Amanda didn't step backwards but forward. This put her crotch right up to my face. Her scent was intoxicating. I looked up at her and she back at me, then she reached down and helped me up. Once standing, I slid my hand back into the rope and tightened the leather sleeve. Somehow being handcuffed felt better, giving me some sort of excuse, as if I wouldn't be responsible for anything that was coming. I had no control for goodness sakes, I was handcuffed. Still seated, Sam had his arms wrapped around naked Tracie with his head leaning on her hip and said to me, "You seemed a bit unsure of what was going on when you arrived, didn't Tracie tell you what we had planned for your visit?" I shook my head and Sam said as he looked up, "Tracie, Tracie, Tracie, do you think that's how you treat a new friend? Not offering a formal invitation, not letting her know about our little family? I'm disappointed, what should we do with you?" I almost jumped in, being the "people pleaser" that I am, to take the blame somehow when Tracie dropped her head and said in a small voice, "I'm sorry, I should probably be punished." "Probably nothing young lady!" responded Sam, as he took her by the hips and moved her to his side. Looking up at her he brought his knees together and patted then. Tracie knew exactly what to do as she laid across his lap. Sam adjusted her a bit and then ran his hands up and down her body. She still had her panties on but it was a thong and didn't offer any protection. I was memorized; watching Tracie get in position, the anticipation was killing me. When Sam brought his hand down hard three or four times it made me jump and Tracie squirm. He rubbed her bottom and offered some words of encouragement causing us all to relax a little, and then continued with more hard spanks, eight or ten. Tracie was whimpering. Amanda moved to me and pulled me into her from the side, neither of us were taking our eyes off poor Tracie. Sam again began to rain swats down on that perfect butt. Startled by the volume of abuse I snuggled up tighter to Amanda. Due to or height difference the side of my face pressed up against her breast as she held me tightly. Tracie was breathing so hard I thought she would hyperventilate, her bottom was bright red and she was groaning. Sam had one more continuous beating until he reached his goal, Tracie was grunting and groaning. After about twenty or so solid spanks she came hard, virtually spraying cum onto the hardwood floor and down her thighs. She collapsed over Sam's knees like a rag doll, just draped there. Sam slowly rubbed her bottom and back telling her she was a good girl until she was ready to stand. After a moment or two I realized I had my face half hidden in Amanda's breast, not willing to watch with both eyes. I also realized that I had heavy amounts of moisture running down my legs. Amanda released her hold on me and slowly took me by the rope handcuffs walking over to one of the couches. She had me sit down and then sat next to me pulling me close. I have never been as sexually stirred up as I was as that very moment. Sam walked off somewhere and Tracie came over to Amanda and me, but rather than sitting with us on her freshly spanked bottom, she laid on her back across both or laps. She stretched out with her head on the couch and her arms above her head on my side, leaving her breasts in my lap and her hips on Amanda's. I politely placed my cuffed hands on her chest and Amanda began stroking her upper legs and tummy. Sam re-entered the room completely naked with a drink in his hand. He stood across from us studying the trio before him. It was clear to me in that moment that he was in charge; up to that time I wasn't sure how this all worked. I'm not sure why, but I no longer had any doubt. As he drank us in, I was fixated on his penis. It was soft and just hung there. I have never had a male on display in front of me before; in fact I've never really looked at a real man's cock before. It hung down farther than I expected and I wondered where in his pants he kept it all. I certainly wondered what it looked like fully erect. My stomach fluttered as I had the feeling I was going to probably find out. Sam finally set his drink down on an end table and walked to my end of the couch. Climbing on the couch over the top of Tracie he placed a knee on either side of her head and outstretched arms. His knees were right up against my leg as he just kneeled there right above Tracie face. Once again, I found myself not having a clue what to do and thanks to my little rope handcuffs I felt justified in just sitting there. After a moment, Tracie's arms snaked up around Sam's thighs and pulled him down. I watched his testicles drop down into Tracie's waiting mouth. Her tongue reached out to pull each testicle into her mouth, one after the other. She would suck and lick and sometimes her face would completely disappear between Sam's legs and do something that made him groan. I was absolutely fascinated as his penis enlarged. It twitched and grew until it stood straight out from his groin, right over Tracie's breasts which were lying in my lap. I was spellbound by the length and thickness. It had a perfect mushroom head with bulging veins running up the sides and a trace of fluid forming on the tip. It would fill someone like me to overflowing and the thought of something like that plunging in and out of me was making me a bit lightheaded. Again wondering if anything was expected of me got answered when Tracie's hands left Sam's thighs, reaching up and started to stroke his cock right in front of my face. She couldn't see from where she was but had no problem finding it. Sam had his hands on his hips as he watched Tracie suck his balls and stroke his cock. All I could see was her chin as her tongue would occasionally dart up to the base of his penis but then swallow another testicle down into her mouth. Tracie found the rhythm that she wanted with one hand rubbing around in circles on the head of Sam's penis and the other stroking the other eight or nine inches. All of a sudden Tracie gave an unexpected arch to her back and moaned. I looked down her body to find that Amanda had multiple fingers inserted up between her legs and was pumping in and out vigorously. My attention was drawn back to my end of Tracie watching her chest rise and fall rapidly with each breath. Her excited nipples were so tempting that I had to touch them. I took one between my fingers and squeezed as I rolled it around. I could see that Tracie was gripping Sam's penis tighter as she stroked from the base up. At the same time, Sam raised his head towards the ceiling letting out a manly roar and started to shoot cum down the length of Tracie's body. Four or five good strings of sperm shot across from her breasts to her legs, not missing Amanda and me in the process. Tracie slowed her pace to where she was just squeezing the rest of Sam's cum onto her chest. When Sam was done he stepped up off of Tracie and the couch, and retrieved his drink. I look down at Tracie. She smiled, again with her face covered in moisture. This time it was her own spittle that had covered Sam's balls. Sam walked away saying, "We should select some music before our guests arrive." Tracie jumped up following Sam to one of the big bookshelves that held the stereo equipment and said, "I'll help!" Amanda stood and offered her hand to help me up as I was wondering to myself "what guests?" She reached for several cloth towels that were stored in the lamp tables at each end of the couch and cleaned up where our wet little bottoms were outlined on the dark leather couch. Once finished, we stood together as she looked at the cum on my chin and chest and she said, "Here, let me help." I thought she would wipe it off with her towel but instead she gently leaned forward and ran the tip of her tongue across my chin capturing the wayward cum. She followed that with a full lick with the broad width of her tongue. She repeated the process across my chest and breasts. The tip of her tongue grazed my nipple sending electrical shocks through my body, then she pushed my nipple upward with a full lick. I was gasping for a breath by the time she finished her clean job by sucking my breast into her mouth. As she straightens back up I had wished I had gotten cum further down my body and I'm sure I had a doe-eyed, wanting look on my face. Amanda looked at the cum across her breasts said, "Could you be a dear and give me a hand here?" I had to lift up on my tippy-toes to reach her chin and worked my way down. My job was to clean Sam's cum off Amanda's chest but it wasn't lost on me that I would be touching another woman's breast sexually. I licked lightly at first but found the temptation to press in irresistible. Her skin was perfect and my mouth told me that her breasts were completely natural. I lost control a bit as I found myself licking and sucking on her breasts long after Sam's cum was gone. I felt her nipples harden as I took them into my mouth and even though it was her nipples getting excited; it was my body screaming with exhilaration. At one point, Amanda reached up behind my head and pulled my face tight to her breasts and held me there. I could have stayed there all night. But wait . . . guests, what guests? Amanda ran her fingers through my hair, putting it behind my ear. She was studying my face as she said, "You really are very pretty. Are you comfortable? May I touch you some more?" I didn't respond to the "pretty" comment and shrugged at the "comfortable" question. I had to double check myself if I had heard the "touching" question correctly. She patiently waited for an answer. This whole experience has been so outside my reality and here again, I was faced with a first. I didn't know what to say but I was so stimulated. Not to over commit, I gave a small unsure nod. She took me by my rope handcuffs and walked over to a different part of the room. It was almost like we were holding hands, feeling sensual in a juvenile way. As we reached an open area near some bookshelves she reached up and loosed a small chain that hung from the ceiling to a hook on one of the bookshelves. I hadn't noticed it before; it looked like it was part of the furnishings. She took the end and threaded it between my hands and then reached up and hooked it back on itself. My arms were effectively raised above my head about a foot. There I stood, completely naked, stung up to the ceiling by my handcuffs. Her breasts were grazing my face as she reached up above my head to position the height of my arms to her satisfaction. Amanda ran her hands down my arms, down my torso to my hips. The trill of being restrained was almost overwhelming. As I stood there with my hands above my head, Amanda leaned in and ran her tongue across my nipple in the longest, slowest lick ever. Then stood and just looked at me in such a lustful way it made my breath go shallow. She reached out and placed a hand on each hip, continuously touching me as she walked around to stand behind me. Her hands wandering from my tummy to my breasts, she seemed to know exactly how to stimulate me. Maintaining contact she moved down to find a cheek of my bottom for each of her hands. She squeezed and groped, spreading my cheeks in different ways. I had no idea how erotic touching my bottom could be. Staying behind me, she began to reach in between my legs, touching me to the front of my vagina. I looked down my body to see Amanda's fingers coming out between my legs seeking to cup my sex. Being stretched out my waist and hips looked so small. Without thinking I moved my legs a bit wider apart as her hand moved back and forth getting coated in my juices. Once she reached my front, she would pull back far enough to touch my anus, sending electrical shocks through me before moving it back forward. I found myself rocking my hips with her trying to grind a bit more into her hand. After getting me about a stimulated as I thought I could get, she plunged her fingers deep inside of me. A couple of fingers to begin with, then more. She would pull them back, bringing them in between my butt cheeks and rubbing my little asshole. Pressing hard back into my pussy again, I was unable to keep my feet. I dropped and hung from the chain above. She was hand-fucking me aggressively when she pushed her thumb up into my ass. I gasped an animalistic groan and climaxed. My eyes rolled back in my head as I hung there, trying to catch my breath. Amanda brought her cum covered hand to my breasts and gently fondled me until I could see straight again. It seemed so soothing. She helped get my feet back under me as I gathered myself. Hands still above my head, I looked around the room and found Sam standing there watching, he was fully erect again, Tracie was off on the other side of the room pouring herself a drink, and four or five other people were milling around. The "guests" I presumed, I hadn't see any of them come in. They were each dressed in a variety of sexy attire, everything from lingerie to leather, how odd for a party. I was trying to figure them out when Amanda stepped back in front of me holding my face in her hands. She kissed my forehead a couple of times before she took my mouth and my tongue into hers. After a great kiss, she took a step back and stood next to Sam. They were both looking at me as Amanda reached down and stroked Sam penis several times while he spoke to her in a soft voice. Her attention came back to me and she moved in close to say, "Sam wants me to touch you more, is that okay with you?" I had no hesitation this time and responded with a soft, "Yes, please yes." She walked over to the bookshelf and pulled open a drawer built into the lower section and lifted out a small whip or maybe it was a riding crop. The sight of it made gasp. The pit of my stomach lurched and my legs got weak again. As Amanda walk back towards me she was sliding the crop through her hand as if she was trying to stimulate it. I don't know about the whip but it was certainly stimulating me. In the moment I couldn't tell her no, but I didn't really know if I wanted to go any further. Oh my goodness, I'm restrained, chained to the ceiling, even my arms couldn't cover me or protect me. Then it happened, the realization that I was completely at her mercy. I had no choice in the matter, she controlled me, I belonged to Amanda and her whip. I climaxed as she got up close to me, hanging there with no one touching me. Sam and Amanda both smiled. She began by walking around me with the tip of the riding crop touching me the whole way. As she came to my backside she swatted me across the butt. I flinched and yelped. She continued to walk all the way around me again and when she got behind me again she punished my bottom once more. Oh, the burn. This time she stayed behind me. The suspense was killing me, not knowing when she would strike again. I didn't have to wait long. First the swoosh, and then the whip striking my butt and the top of my thighs three or four times. The pain was excruciating, but the pleasure was intense. What was wrong with me, I must be sick, I wanted more . . . I got more. Amanda began a regular assault on my backside from my thighs to my shoulder blades. My eyes were squeezed shut and my back was arched forward, my mouth opened to scream but no sound came out and then she stopped. Oh good, it was over. I relaxed, thinking I would be taken down and given a break as I felt the sharp pain across my breasts from the front, then another. I immediately had an orgasm as I fought through the pain. Another crossed my upper thighs and then my lower tummy. I thought I was going to die when she brought the whip down from the top and struck just my nipple. I came again. By the time I opened my eyes again, the only person in my view was Sam slowly stroking his cock. The whereabouts of Amanda became clear as the crop struck the tender skin on the inside of my upper thigh from behind . . . then again. It overloaded me and I came again. I couldn't believe it; this was the most powerful sexual experience I could have ever imagined. I am so sick. Now the whipping picked up pace and severity, each cheek of my butt in turn, the back of my thighs, across my legs, and back to the inside of my thighs. Orgasms washed over me in rapid succession. When I thought I had reached an apex of sexual experience, Amanda brought the crop up between my legs and whipped my pussy. A bomb exploded inside of me. I splattered cum onto the floor below me and down my legs. Once, twice and then a third time, slapping my cunt and striking my clit with the tip of the crop from behind. I lost all control. My body went limp, my legs gave out and I pissed myself adding to my mess on the floor. I'm not sure how long I hung there until I felt Amanda's arms caress me from behind, holding my small breasts and kissing my neck. She held me for a while and then asked, "Are you done?" I had nothing to give but fearful I would never get back sexually to this place again. I'm sure I was delirious, not in my right mind but slowly shook my head, "No." "Good, Sam still has one more treat especially for you" Amanda cooed. Amanda stepped back and moved next to Sam. Several others, including Tracie had gathered around to watch as Amanda finished whipping me. Sam made some sort of an introduction to the group but I wasn't tracking. All I got was the gentleman named Dane, a tall black man standing with the group because he stepped forward. Dane's muscular body and huge dick were on full display. I thought Sam's was about as big as a cock could get but this was bigger. I must have been fixated on it because it startled me that Sam was all of a sudden behind me. He was gently touching my whipped bottom as he began pulling me back by the hips. I shuffled backwards as the chain above stretched me out until I was standing on my tippy-toes, causing my back to arch forward. The result was that my small, perky little ass was sticking right out at him as an invitation. There was nothing I could do in this position so I just let my head fall forward, down between my arms and waited for whatever was coming. I could feel him fondling my butt cheeks with his fingers and then pushing his monster dick up against my ass. This was the second time in my life someone had touched my bottom sexually; the first was Amanda about twenty minutes ago. He massaged my smallest of holes with the mushroom head of his cock, then he'd stop to add lube before continuing to push it back at my asshole. Stretched out with my head hanging down, the sensation of his pressure was making my head spin. I was feeling intoxicated without ever having a drink. After a while he seemed satisfied with the amount of lubrication, so he gripped my hips in his hands and started to press in. Being totally limp, not having control of any muscle in my body probably made this easier for him, for both of us. But even so, it was still a sensation that I would have never imagined. As he pressed his cock against me with more pressure, I started to pant and moan. Then the sensation of the head of his cock as it finally popped into my ass was incredible. I was sweating and shivering all at the same time. I couldn't focus, it was absolutely amazing. Sam made these small movements in and out, up and down, again taking me somewhere I had never been before. Then he went back to pushing his cock deeper into my ass when all of a sudden, he pulled out completely and then drove it back in sending shockwaves throughout my body. Remembering the size of Sam's cock as Tracie had wrapped her hands around it earlier, it was unimaginable that it could ever be fully imbedded in me. I'm so small and it is so big, "Oh god" it was filling me up. The Pretty Girl Sam began using me harder, actually lifting my feet off the ground as he sunk deep into me. I was near unconsciousness. Then he slowed, taking several slow full strokes making me grunt and groan, my mouth hung open and I couldn't lift my head at all. I felt my own cum running down my legs. Finally, he came to a stop completely inserted up my ass as I could feel my body pulsating around his cock with each beat of my pounding heart. He held me there as Dane approached me from the front with his very large dick in hand. Sam lifted me up from behind and opened my legs, ready for Dane to impale me from the front. As Sam held me, Dane rubbed the head of his cock against my vagina. It didn't seem to take much for him to enter me, even though I hadn't had intercourse in months, I was ready. Tracie, Amanda and Sam had made me ready. Dane draped my legs over his arms as he opened me up like never before with the head of his dick. Then he suddenly shoved a large portion of it deep into my wet pussy knocking the wind out of me. Gasping for breath, I watched as Danes cock, the size of my arm, sink further into me. It didn't seem real, my thin white thighs spread wide as this black monster pressed into me. I was already full from behind and I thought I was going to split open, filled up to overfull. My brain was flooded with endorphins and high voltage coursed through my body. They were both starting to move in and out of me at the same time. I was completely off the ground being lifted up these two humongous cocks and then dropped back down onto them. These two strong me had no problem moving me any way they wanted me. It seemed that I had become the sex toy that these two were masturbating themselves with. Dane said, "Shit, she's so tight! I can feel you Sam." Dane embedded himself fully and held there, "Stoke my dick Sam, stroke it from her asshole. Yeah, that's it, I can feel it. Go Sam, I'm going to cum!" With that, Sam pushed hard against Danes cock and pumped brutally. He was slamming my poor little ass down onto his huge dick, over and over. I could feel Sam's cock running up and down Dane's cock, causing a pressing and stretching of every square inch of my sex creating a rolling tsunami of orgasms. Dane gave a groan and started pumping again as he unloaded his balls. I could feel their balls slapping up against each other's in between my legs. This must have taken Sam over the edge as well as he grabbed my tits in a tight squeeze for one last painful pleasure, and I felt him cum in my ass. Still impaled on both cocks, Dane let my legs drop and I just hung there in between these two strong bodies. Pressed from the front and the back, hands above my head, I dangled there between them until they decided to step back and remove their weapons of destruction from my body. After they vacated me they left me hanging there for only a minute or two as fluids ran from both orifices, down my legs and onto the floor. Someone gently loosed my hands, carrying me to lay me on one of the couches. My head was in Tracie's lap as she stroked my hair telling me how truly beautiful I was. I had been looking for an adventure but I ended up letting myself get sexually brutalized. I don't understand it, this wasn't what I was looking for . . . but I loved it, I needed it. I want more. The Pretty Girl Was Much More Note: This is my first submission. I hope you will enjoy it. I would love to receive reviews and comments. This is just part one. I will continue the according to the repose on the first one. Our help and encouragement is appreciated *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** *** It was another boring day at work. I had already received a couple of deliveries and was done with the paperwork. Only had one staffer working today, at the back sorting those deliveries. Being a Thursday its never really busy in a liquor store. On the weekends is when the action happens. I served a few customers, had the formal chit chat, nothing out of the ordinary. Then she came in. I was busy preparing the stock order list. Heard the door alarm announcing someone's arrival. In hurry as always she went straight to the wine fridge. By the time I turned around to see who it was she was already bending over to get the wine bottles from the bottom shelf. I had a nice view of that perfect ass. I knew that ass... I mean who it was. Holding two bottles in her hands she walked over to the register. I greeted her with a big smile (as cheerful as I could be on such a day) "Hey there, how you doing today". She replied with that vibrant smile of hers which always melted my heart "Good, it's a boring day. Now a customer came in and ordered this wine. We're out so I had to run" She worked at the Italian restaurant in the next block. Only started a month ago. They sent her to buy wine every now and then. Never got a chance to have much of a talk, always in a hurry to get back to the customer. I did manage to ask her name though this time. Candie wasn't very tall about 5 feet 4. Blonde hair with a blend of dyed blue reaching just above the waist. Just a little lighter blue than her piercing big eyes. A cute button nose with a tiny piercing on one side. She had pouty red lips shinning with the lipgloss. A nice pair of tits about 32DD i think, very firm. She had nice shapely legs to go with that nice ass I was staring at before. Always walked with a swing in her step, swaying that ass and bouncing those tits. Her happiness was contagious. Even when she drove past in her little car she smiled and waved. If my eyes measurements were right, which they are generally she is 36-26-36. Rest of the day went fine. Had a few regular hotties came in, bit of chat and flirting. It was 9'o clock. Time to shut shop and go home. I started my bike, put my helmet on. Was a nice night for a ride. Going on the highway at 100 km/hr, just cruising. A Nissan skyline and a 370z came along either side of me, revving there engines urging for a race. Wasn't in the mood but they got there wish, sort of. The traffic light went red ahead of us. So they were revving there engines waiting for it to go green. It turns green and I am off. Doing 100 and gaining before they could even cross the intersection. Sometimes I feel bad knowing that its not fair. Friday's are always busy in the evening. Couple staffers and me serving customers and the days almost over. Candie came in twice today. Her workplace was packed all day. She was exhausted but still her eyes were glowing, her smile was perfect. Made my face light up. Before we knew it the day was over. I was out as soon as I hit the bed. Saturday's same, busy and Yes, Candie came in too just before closing time. Jiggling those big tits and swaying that ass. Damn I've gotta tap that soon. I had just finished making sure all the fridges were staked and was about to close the register when I noticed a small black purse on the counter. I opened it to find some I.D. and found a drivers license. It was Candies. I put it in my backpack, I'll give it to her on Monday. It was my day off tomorrow and her restaurant will be closed too. Riding home I am thinking about some chicks I flirted with today including Candie. At that point her driving licence flashed before my eyes. With a cute picture on the side. Twinkling eyes and bright smile. Name. Mayers Candie D.O.B 18/02/1991 Sex M Category Car Type Auto Hang on. Did I see that right. It can't be. They don't make mistakes on driver licenses. My imagination must have screwed up.......... "Sex M". I need to concentrate on the road, lane splitting through cars. Didn't feel like sleeping but there was nothing on TV so I picked up the iPad. Everyone has some secrets. I have my own kinks. If only they let the porn sites make there apps, it will be the best device. Well watching porn isn't really a kink. I went to my favourite site www.ashemaletube.com and the search results for "mutual" were already there. Well I am not gay I know that. Always been attracted to women, small, tall, tight, curvy, blondes, redheads, young ones, milfs, all types but never men. Hell, I just broke up with my girlfriend of two years only couple of months ago. Have this fantasy of cute big breasted shemales. Some might call this bi-curiosity but I don't know. Only dick I have ever touched is my own. So I was stroking my hard 8 inch cock slowly watching this guy pound this Latin shemales arsehole from behind. Her big breasted bouncing with each thrust and her half hard cock swaying with each slap of his balls on hers. They switched. After sucking her cock to a full mast he lies on his back with his legs in the air. Damn this girl has a nice cock. Big about 9 inches and thick. She puts it in him and starts stroking him while he plays with het massive jugs. After a while she's picked up her pace, so have I. Shes about to cum in his ass and make him shoot all over her tits. And there to go climaxing together. My balls tighten up, my cocks throbbing. I close my eyes and shot a big load. Suddenly Candie's face flashes in my mind and her license...... Sex M...... Male??? After catching my breath I cleaned up and looked through my backpack for her purse. I get her license out and looked at it again. I was not mistaken. That's what It says "M". What does it mean? Could she really be a..... I was just about to leave the gym when my phone rang. I looked at but didnt know the number. Already had a few missed calls from this number. So I answered "Hello" A sweet voice said "Hello (I recognise this voice) umm its Candie" I was bit shocked "Hi how you doing" She sounded little unsure "I am good. Umm i wanted to ask you if i left my purse at your store yesterday by any chance" Here's was my chance "Yeah you did. I have it with me. You can get it on Tuesday at work" She wouldn't wait that long "Umm I was thinking maybe we can meet up today. Coz all my bank cards and stuff is in there and I've got no cash on me" I knew it "Yeah sure. How about at The Coffee Cafe on the Esplanade. Say about 2?" She sounded relieved "Oh great. Ill see you there. Thanks" "See then. Bye". Well now ill get to know her a little better. Thinking about her i rode home. Take a hot shower and play some COD on the PS4. Need some rest after todays brutal leg session. I wouldn't lie i was bit excited. Candie was stuff of my dreams, specially if she was who i think she was. 2'o clock couldn't come sooner. I got ready to go. Putting some gel in my hair i checked the mirror. Working at the store kept me in shape. I was even bulking up a little too, those gym sessions were paying off. I was about 5 feet 7, 75 kg. People always tell me i looked a lot younger than 25. Got dressed and checked my little Subaru BRZ, no point washing it in this rain. I got to the coffee shop couple of minutes early. I saw Candie running towards me trying to stay away from the rain. She was wearing a tight pair of blue jeans that hug her shapely legs. Her tits were threatening to jump out the white tank top that showed ample cleavage and only came to mid riff. It had gotten wet and i could see the red bra through it. She came closer and flashed that lovely smile "Hate this rain, specially when i don't have my car." She took a seat and we ordered some coffee. I gave her purse. She thanked me for doing this. I asked her about her car which was gone for service. She asked me how i wasn't wet riding the bike. I pointed to my car. I found about she just moved here about 3 months ago. Just on her own, came here for a change. We talked about stuff. Joked around and were having a nice time. After an hour or so i asked her what her plan was for the evening and she said "Nothing really. Theres not much to do in this weather. Ill catch a bus home and watch some movie or something." I told her "I can drop you home or we can go to my place and watch a movie." She thought for a minute and then said we can hangout. We got in my car and drove to my place. We got home and I showed her my apartment. My place wasn't flash but I did have a nice view of the ocean from my balcony. It's a good sized one bedroom apartment. Things is rent around here isn't very high like big cities. She commented on my taste in the place, cars and bikes. We told her to get comfortable on he couch and asked her to pick a movie on the Apple TV. I went to the kitchen to grab some munchies and a bottle of wine. An idea came to my mind and I asked her "have you seen the movie Hangover 2?" She thought for moment "I've seen the 1st one but not the 2nd one. Have you." Now to tell you the truth I've seen all three of them but I had a plan "me neither. We can watch it. I've heard it's really funny" So we settled on the couch her on one side, me on the other. I put my feet on the ottoman. She kinda relaxed on the couch with her feet dangling off it right next to me. This movie was really funny and I caught my self staring at Candie everytime she laughed. She looked so hot. I think she caught me staring at her a few time but didn't say anything. Now if you haven't seen this movie let me tell you why I picked it. The plot of the movie is that these guys loose there friends to be brother in Bangkok after got drugged celebrating his bucks night. They couldn't remember anything and started trailing back to the places they have visited trying to remember and find there guy. They end up going into this bar and found out that one of them had sex with this girl there. So they talk to her about what happened and find out that she's a shemale when she show them her package. Now you see where I am going. So we are watching the movie and laughing. We already had a few of glasses of wine by the time and feeling pretty buzzed. At some point Candie had put her legs in my lap and I am caressing her feet. And then that scene with the shemale came up and felt Candie stiffen up a bit. I looked at her and she looked at me then looked away. I just laughed looking at the TV but she got a little quite for a while. But I did saw her hand adjusting at her crouch under the blanket. She started laughing again watching rest of the movie. She got up and went to the toilet. When she came back she sat right next to me and put her feet on the ottoman too. Now we we only a few inches from each other laughing and commenting on the movie. We found each other stealing glances at one another. I put my arm around her and she put her feet on top on mine. The chemistry was there or maybe it was the wine. We both looked at each other and stared in each other's eyes with a smile on our faces. I looked at her lips and back into her eyes. I saw her biting her bottom lip and that just drove me crazy. I couldn't stop my self and I kissed her. When I pulled away she had a shocked expression on her face, but it turned into a smile and she kissed back. Our tongues started mashing. I started rubbing her sexy body from her neck to her lower back and she had her fingers in my hair. We pulled away to catch our breath but not for long. I slowly put my hand under her tank and rubbed her back. Then I brought it to her front and started playing with her tit. She started kissing me harder and moaned a little. I took it as a sign and put her leg over me and got her in my lap. Now my one hand was playing with her boob and other with her ass. Her tits were firm, too firm that I could tell they were not real. Her ass was nice and tight. Things were really steaming up. I brought my hand to the front and started rubbing her thigh. I went up a little too much and hit a bulge. She just froze up. Her smile went away. There was a horrifying look in her eyes and i saw a tear forming. I tried to say something but she jumped off of me and started looking around for her stuff.I was a bit shocked too and couldn't come up with anything to say. Its not like you get a chance to realise your fantasies everyday. She started to leave "Sorry I've got to go." I walked towards her and found my words "No stop. What happened." She had tears in her eyes and tried to hide by not looking at me "No i should go." I caught her arm and turned her towards me "whats the matter. Its ok." She put her hands on her eyes and started crying "You....you don't know. There's something you don't. About me." I put my arms around her "I know." She didn't hear me first "You don't know i am not....." She took her hands off her face and had a shocked expression "You know what?" I thought about this for a second. I was sure about her now. I knew what i felt. "I know that you are.........you are Transexual." I told her with a smile. "You know! How?" She was even more shocked and confused. Trying to figure out what gave it away. I took her to the couch and sat her down "I saw your drivers license." She was still in a shock "Oh.." She was still trying to process all this. "So..so your OK.......with this....with me?" Her eyes looked like they were searching for the right answer in my eyes. I took her face in my hands and planted a kiss on her lips. They tasted bit slaty from the tears. I pulled away, looked in her eyes "Its Ok." I assured her with a smile. "I mean I've never done this before. But i would like to... with you." Her smile came back. She kissed me with more intensity than she did before. She started leaning back on the couch and pulled me on top of her. She pulled my shirt over my head and we used that moment to breath just for a second. I could feel her nipples poking me in the chest through her clothes. Her hands were all over my back and hair. My hands we trapped under her neck and ass. My hard cock was digging into her thigh trying to break free from my pants and i was very aware of hers rubbing mine. I pulled my hand from under her ass stated lifting her top but it was stuck between us. She tried to pull it off. I lifted her off the couch a bit with one hand under her back pushing us both up with my other hand. We broke the kiss, but we kept pecking each other trying to catch our breath. With a mischievous grin on her face she pulled her tank top off her head. I looked down and saw her bare breasts. She had dark areolae were dark, darker than her olive skin. Her nipples were big thick nubs aching to be sucked. She had undone and pulled her bra off with her top. I pulled my hand from under her back and she fell back on the couch. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. My lips attacked hers and with my hand i started needing her right breast like dough. She put her hands in my pants, grabbed my ass and pulled me into her. She started gyrating rubbing our cocks on each other. I started moving down leaving a trail of kisses on the neck all the way to the middle of her breasts. I kissed her right breast all over just leaving her nipple alone. I brought my mouth over the nub catching my breath. The air from my mouth passing over her excited nipple drove her crazy. She grabbed my head, pulled me and fed me her nipple. I sucked on the nub hard while i flicked it with my tongue. I rolled her other nipple between my fingers, pulled it and pinched it while she massaged her breast with her hand. She tasted real good. The way she was making little moaning noises i was driving her crazy. I switched my mouth to her other breast and started squeezing her boobs with my hands. After a while I started switching between nipples and squeezed her boobs hard. Her reaction told me she liked it too. Her hands were back in my pants and she was squeezing my ass equally hard digging her nails in my flesh. Candie tried to pull my pants down. Then she put her hands between us and gave both our cocks a rub and squeeze. She started fumbling with the button of my pants with no success as she was squirming too much. I lifted my hips a bit and and started undoing her jeans. I pushed her hands away and unbuttoned my pants. She already had her thumbs in my boxers and she immediately pulled them down along with my pants. She then squeezed her right hand on my dick and started rubbing it. Her other hand was rubbing between the crack of my bum. All this while my lips were sealed on her nipple. I was sucking them, softly biting and flicking with my tongue. We were really horny by now. I could feel her soft hands brushing along my cock. She was trying to get hold of it but there wasn't enough room between us and my cock was aching to be touched. I pushed my self up getting on my knees on the couch and as i sat up I pulled her nipples hard. She arched her back, squeezing and pushing her boobs up as if trying to go with my pull to ease the pain. But the expression on her face wasn't pain, her head back, eyes closed and her luscious lip parted in shape of an "O". Pinching and twisting her nubs I tugged a little more. It looked like she was moaning but there was no audible sound. Biting her lip she opened her eyes. Her eyes were filled with pure lust. I put my fingers in her pants and yanked them down. She yelped and laughed as I struggled to get the tight jeans. I took hold of her feet and pulled her legs up putting them on my left shoulder. I took of her jeans and through them away. She was wearing orange panties. Starting from her left shin I kissed my and rubbed all the way to under her butt. Switching over to her right I did the same going up while I dragged her panties along. Her legs were toned and skin was silky smooth. Putting her panties aside I sucked on her toes. Looking into her eyes I parted her legs and put them back down around me. With wide open eyes she stared into my eyes. Her hair were a mess. My eyes trailed to her lips, they appeared redder. She looked so....delicious. I looked at each of her breasts rising and falling with her heavy breathing. Passing over her flat stomach I noticed how flawless her skin was. Then I looked at her hard dick. It was little smaller than mine, around seven inches but equally thick. Tip of her cock was bit red poking out of the uncircumcised skin. Her balls were tight, close to her dick. It was all shaved just like rest of her body. She must be really turned on. I must have been staring at it for a bit too long. Because she started to cover it with her hands. I looked at her face and the smile was fading. I took her hands away. I wrapped my fingers around her cock gently and gave it a tug. It just felt like holding my own dick. So gripped it a little tighter and gave it a few strokes. With my other hand I massaged massaged her balls a bit. A moan from her brought I attention back to her face. She gave me a smile and bit her lip. I moved on top of her putting my dick over hers and took them both in my hand. She put her fingers around them too. We stoked slowly together. Her cock felt so smooth and so feminine. Umm....... if a hard dick can be called feminine? Well you know what I mean. I started giving her small kisses. Between small kisses I asked her "Are you alright?" *Kiss* "Yeahhh....." She kissed me hard. "You looked a bit.." I tried to ask but she gave me a long kiss again. I pulled my hand from our cocks and holding her neck broke the kiss. She tried to kiss again but I held her down. Holding our cocks together she started moving her hips rubbing them together "I was just worried a bit". *kiss* The Pretty Girl Was Much More I took her wrists, pulled her hands away from our dicks and my hair to her sides. I pulled my lips away."Worried about what?" I tried to look a bit confused. She tried to kiss me again but I held her down by her wrists. "When you looked at my dick I thought you were going to freak out". She started to rub our cocks together a bit faster and tried to kiss me but I kept away. I lifted my hips up separating our cocks. I put my lips close to hers, just not touching them. I looked into her eyes "Freak out? Why would I. Didn't I tell you I am ok with it?" I was having fun teasing her. She was really horny. Squirming trying to break free to rub our bodies together. She tried to kiss but i pulled away. "Yes you did". "So.....you didn't believe me?" It's was tried hard not to laugh seeing the frustrated look on her face. I brushed my lips over hers. Keeping my mouth over hers I breathed in and out hard. Closing her eyes she exalted hard. "It's happened plenty of times before. I forget to mention that I am a transgender and when they see it they freak out. I am sorry, I just don't want you to hate..." I cut her off by giving her a kiss. I smiled at her "Hey. I am just messing with you". Holding her face in my hands I gave her another kiss. "I like you just the way you are". We kissed some more. "I like your cock" Reaching down I held our cocks together again and gave them a stroke". Another passionate kiss. Her dick twitched in my hand. "And I think your cock likes me too" i said and we both started laughing. She put her legs around me holding me down. We humped each other's dick and kissed for a while. I held her in my arms and stood up. "We should take this somewhere more comfortable" I told her. She just kept kissing and humping. She clung to me as I put my hands under her ass and took her to my bedroom. I sat on the edge of the bed with her in my lap. Holding on to her ass my index finger was running circles in her crack. I pressed my finger on butthole and Candie lifted her ass up. As she came down the tip of my finger went into her anus. She squeezed her sphincter on my finger and I felt her cock twitch against mine. But pushed some more but my finger didn't go in much. She pulled my hand up, bringing it to her lips she put my finger in her mouth. Licking it all over to make it really wet she pulled it out slowly. She took my hand back to her ass and spread her spread her ass cheek with her hand. I started pushing my finger in her asshole. It went all in this time. She moaned into my mouth and started humping again. Her cock was rubbing on mine and I was finger fucking her. She pushed me on my back. Sitting on top of me she took hold of our cocks. She put her thumb on the tip of my dick moved it around spreading the pre cum. She brought her hand to her face and sucked on her thumb and moaned. She swirled her other thumb in her own pre cum and then put in into my mouth. I sucked on it as she pulled it out. It tasted a bit salty but nice. The smell turned me on and made my dick harder, if it could get any harder. She held our cocks again and spat on them. Spreading it around she made our dicks slick and stroked them. Bending over she brought her lips closer to my ear. Moving her hips in circles she rubbed our wet dick and balls. She pinched my nipples hard as she whispered in my ear "I want to suck your cock. Do you want me to?" "Hmm..." There wasn't enough blood going to my brain to speak any proper words. She gave me a peck on my lips and started moving down "I am going to suck all the cum out of you. Are are you going to cum for me?" She bit my nipple and them sucked it hard. "Ohh...". She chuckled and moved lower getting on the floor between my legs. She held my twitching cock in her left hand and dragged her right hand finger nails from under my balls up to the crown of my dick, then back down. I propped my self up on my elbows and looked at her cute face next to my cock. She looked me in the eyes and said "You gonna shoot deep down my throat?" But she didn't wait for my reply and I am glad she didn't because if she had waited I would have shoved my dick in her mouth and fucked her throat. She pulled the skin down and gave my pee hole a lick. I felt a an electric bolt go through my dick. Without breaking eye contact she put the whole crown in her mouth and sucked on it hard while swirling her tongue all over it. All I could do was stare at her. She took her time licking my cock, sucked on my balls. Then she took my dick in her mouth and started lowering down on it. I was it disappear between her luscious lips. I felt her tongue on the base between my balls and my crown hit the back of her throat. Looking into my eyes she tried to give me a smile and moaned with her much full of eight inches of dick. It sent vibrations through cock. I wasn't going to last very long. None of the blowjobs I have ever had came even close to this. She would stroke my cock with her hand, massage and lick my balls. She sucked just the top, deep throated and dragged her teeth over my dick coming up. I was just about to cum when she pulled her mouth off and stopped stroking me. She pinched the muscle between my asshole and balls which stopped me from cumming. Before I could protest she lifted my legs up. She circled her tongue around my asshole and then put it in. This made me jump a bit but it felt incredible. She tongue fucked my asshole for a while and then licked from there all the way to the tip off my cock. She kept switching between sucking my cock and licking my asshole. With my dick in her mouth I felt finger entering my asshole slowly. Once it was in she started moving it around. She kept sucking and stroking my cock, while she finger fucked my ass. Soon another finger joined moving in and out or stretching my hole. Once again I felt my cum building up. I got off the bed. Standing up I held Candie's head by her hair and started fucking her mouth. She pushed a third finger in my ass and put my cock deep down her throat. Within seconds my eyes rolled in my head . I felt the first shot of cum race through my cock and hit the back of Candie's throat. A few more shot followed. She kept swallowing while stretching my asshole with three fingers. She took her fingers out of my ass. My limp dick slid out I'd her mouth as I fell back on the bed. She licked rest of the cum off my dick. She rubbed her hands over my thighs and stood up. She was still bent over at the waist, face a few inches away from my dick. From where i was she looked like a crouching feline ready to pounce on my dick like it was a mouse. I smiled admiring how sexy she looked. With a mischievous grin on her face, staring into my eyes she started sliding up my body. She blew cold air from her mouth on my dick as her face passed over it. My dick stirred a bit in response. She moved forward still crouching on me until my dick was between her breasts. Pausing there for a minute she kept staring. Moving her left breast over my dick she rubbed it up and down its length. After doing this a few times she switched with her right one. My dick was at half mast now. She rubbed her titts over and around it a bit more. She slid back and licked the entire length of my cock. She continued sliding up my body until her lips were next to mine. Her hard nipples were poking in my chest. Moving her hips she rubbed her cock on mine. I wasn't fully recovered yet but i was close. She gave me a soft, sensual kiss. Lying on top of me she held my head by the hair in both hands and started kissing me. She bit my lip while pulling away. As my cock got back to its full glory she started humping harder and her kisses intensified. We could hear my phone ringing. She paused her kissing just long enough to ask "You need to take that?" This was the second time. But who ever it was could wait. The task at hand seemed more important and enjoyable. I said nothing. Then my home phone started ringing. She pulled away and looked at me with a questioning look. "I should take this." I said and putting my arm around her rolled us on the side. I gave her a kiss and got up to go answer the damn phone. It was from the shop. They had bit of an accident with the forklift. Nothing serious, no injuries but i had to go there. This was the worst timing ever. Picking up my clothes i went back to the bedroom. Candie was standing in the balcony door looking at sun set. It was just above the ocean. The waves were distorting its reflection making it look like fire in the water. I had found my self captivated many a times. But i was nothing compared to what i was captivated by now. The sunlight was glistening over her skin. Her hair flowing in the breeze. She was standing there naked. Whole thing looked like a masterpiece of a painter. I walked across the room and stood behind her. I kissed her neck and rubbed her sides. "Should we get back to where we left?" She turned around and kissed me. "Umm....it was from the store. They had a minor incident and they need me." I looked at her apologetically. "I'll be back in couple of hours." "I should go home. I need to work on my uni assignments" she walked out of the bedroom. I put my clothes on and went out. Claire was on the couch pulling her jeans up. She put her heels on. "You can drop me to the bus stop at the mall?" She stood up and checked her purse. "I'll take you home." I stood there looking at her. "No the mall will do. I need to go to the supermarket." She put her purse over her shoulder and looked at me. I tried to apologise "Im sorry. Don't get upset. I'll l take you home. Once the damn.." "Im not upset silly" she came closer and her arms around me. "No biggie" she gave me a kiss. "Its for the better, i do really need to finish that assignment by tomorrow". I nodded my head. She took my hand and started walking to the door. On the way we shared some personal stories and laughed. We got to the mall. She gave me a kiss and got out of the car. "Hey i am sorry. I owe you" I apologised again. "It's alright" she said with a smile. "You do owe and I'll make you pay" she winked at me walked to the mall. To be continued.............