18 comments/ 126107 views/ 13 favorites Making Mandy By: hottiehunter I had been dressing for several years, finally perfecting my female persona decided it was time to go out in public. I had amassed quite a large collection of lingere, shorts, tops, skirts and dresses, shoes and wigs, but needed to go to Rite-Aid and buy some pantyhose and makeup, then back home to get dressed for my big day. After bathing and shaving my genitals, ass, legs, chest and armpits I put on a thin pink nylon bra filling the A cups with latex inserts and after tucking my secret away, a pair of pink nylon thong panties, then sheer to the waist suntan pantyhose with black satin short shorts, a pink satin top and a pair of black flats. My shoulder length auburn wig, eye shadow and lipstick. After checking myself in the mirror as put a few things in my purse I was ready. I drove to the mall, parked and went inside. It was very busy and it seemed as if I could feel people staring at me, I felt sure they could see that even though dressed as a girl I was not. As I walked around the mall I noticed the food court had a Wendys so I decided to get something to eat. "Hello, my name is Dean" the blonde haired blue eyed thirtyish hunk said introducing himself as we stood in line. I smiled, "hello I'm Mandy" I replied in my best female voice. Chatting while waited to order he asked if I would care to sit with him and I agreed. After getting our food I sat down in a booth and Dean slid in beside me. As we ate our food he said , "I saw you walking out in the mall and I've got to tell you Mandy I think you look delicious," He was staring into my eyes and smiling as I felt his hand on my thigh. "you feel wonderful too." he added "Thank you, I think." I replied. I can't believe this is happening to me I thought to myself as I felt his hand begin to stroke the inside of my thigh. "Just what do you mean by delicious." I asked coyly His eyes sparkled as he slowly licked his lips and said "Does this answer you question" then took my hand and placed it on the large bulge growing along his thigh. "Oh my.....my goodness," I breathed as I felt his large hard cock beneath my hand. Lost in the moment I found myself massaging his cock under the table in view of anyone who happen to be looking and of course someone was. As I looked up two older ladies were giving me disgusted looks as they watched me feeling Dean's cock. Embarassed I quickly pulled my hand from under the table. Laughing when he realized what had happened he said "I bet watching got the old biddies all wet." We finished eating and as we got up to leave Dean asked "why don't we go to my house for a drink." I agreed as I cleaned our table. Walking to the parking lot Dean suggested we take his car and he would drive me back to mine later. During the drive back to his place I thought oh my god what had I gotten myself into, I just wanted to see if I could pass as a girl when I started out today. I had fantasized about it, but I had never been with a man before. Now caught up in the excitement of being seduced, I was on my way to Dean's house with my head on his shoulder and his hand massaging my crotch. I had given him all the signs that I was willing to go to his place for sex. A wave of fear washed over me as I wondered what was going to happen if he finds out that the girl he's trying to score with is really a guy? When we got to his house we went to the kitchen to get a couple of beers, I was leaning on the breakfast bar when coming from behind me Dean began kissing my neck then reaching around me began to feel my titties. "Mandy you got me so hot I gotta have you" he panted as he pulled my top over my head humping his cock against my ass while pushing my shorts to my ankles, I could feel his hard cock urgently pressing against me.!! Oh god I should resist I thought but the feel of his cock in my hand earlier was fresh in my mind. I knew I wanted his cock, but what about my cock? "Dean...... please I need to tell you......" I whispered He turned me around to face him and kissed me, I felt my knees wobble, I was losing control as his tongue probed my mouth. Fighting my lust I pushed him away "you don't understand Dean....." I pleaded. "Mandy, I felt your cock on the drive over here I know that you're queer, but that's ok, as hot as you look baby I just gotta have you suck my cock." he said. He called me a queer, "I'm not a queer" I objected "I've never been with a guy before" I added as Dean pushed me to my knees. Holding my head he began rubbing my face against the bulge in his pants "come on Mandy you know you want suck it." he whispered. I knew the moment of truth had arrived. My hand was shaking as I unzipped his pants, and reached in to free his hard cock as I began to stroke it I rubbed it against my face. It was beautiful, circumsized, eight inches and thick. When I felt it drooling on my cheek, I brought it to my lips kissing it, then licking the slit and tasting Dean's precum. "Oh yeah, suck my cock Mandy" he begged as I let it slip into my mouth circling his cockhead with my tongue as I began to work his cock in and out of my mouth. I was sucking a cock, not just any cock, but Dean's cock and I loved it. I unbuckled his belt and dropping his pants I began to explore my new found love. "Oooh Dean I love your cock baby" I purred as I cupping his balls in my hand began licking them then sucking each one gently. "Yessss suck my balls cocksucker." he moaned. His cockhead felt silky against my tongue as I took him back into my mouth, his precum salty tasting. Working all the way down I could feel it slip into my throat and I was surprised to find it didn't gag me, probably because of all the practice I'd had on my latex cock as I fantasizeed about this very moment. I had been sucking Dean's cock for about twenty minutes when I felt it begin to swell "you're gonna make me cum Mandy" he warned his cock suddenly spewing it's reward. "Eat it all Mandy" he commanded as I sucked every drop of cum out of his cock savoring it. I really am a cocksucker I thought to myself as I swallowed my first cum load. "I want you to fuck me Dean" I heard myself saying as we went to his bedroom. I laid down on the bed and Dean positioned himself between my legs. Ripping out the crotch of my pantyhose he pushed my thong to the side for access to my ass-pussy. I was expecting to feel his cock when I felt his tongue, oh yes..... he was eating my ass-pussy....."oh my god.......eat my ass-pussy Dean" I begged. I thought I would lose my mind as he licked, sucked and tongue fucked my ass-pussy. He had been eating me for what seemed like an hour when I felt him slip his finger into my spit soaked ass-pussy "Ooooh." I moaned. After he fucked his finger in and out a few times I felt a second one enter me. "Pleaseee Dean........ fuck me now" I pleaded "give it to me baby." "Get ready baby, I'm gonna fuck your queer-pussy bitch." he snarled. I knew I was about to lose my cherry as I felt his cockhead pushing against my well lubed hole. "Please Dean... go slow." I begged. As I felt the head of his cock slip past my spincter, the pain was searing, "stop!!! oh god it hurts Dean please stop, pull it out, pull it out" I screamed , he stayed motionless for a couple of minutes. I was begging him "No Dean I don't want to do this, please pull it out" "Come on Mandy, you know you want it baby" he breathed in my ear. As he drove the full length of his cock into my ass. The pain was incredible as I laid there impaled on his cock. Several minutes past and as the pain subsided Dean started fucking me, slowly at first then picking up speed. As pleasure replaced pain I began to meet his thrusts "oh yes fuck me with your big cock Dean" I yelled, his balls slapping me at ever faster pace. As I watched his face I knew he was about cum, "fuck my man-pussy good, cum in my ass baby." I begged. "Here it comes bitch I gonna fill your queer-pussy full of cum." he screamed. As he filled my man-cunt with his seed my cock exploded and filled my panties with grrrl cum. "Your cum is sooo hot in my ass-pussy and feels sooo good baby, oh yeah.....give it to Mandy baby fill my ass-pussy with your man juice" I purred as I milked the last drop from his bloated balls. I could feel his cock softening, then pull from my ass as we lay there exhusted. "Lets take a shower Mandy." Dean said. I felt very feminine as his cum ran from my ass as and down my legs when I got up. As we showered I noticed his cock starting to harden again. "Ooooh Dean..... are you gonna feed Mandy again.....huh baby are ya?" I cooed as I went to my knees. I couldn't believe I had just said that to him, my god, I am queer I thought as I began to stroke his cock. There was only one thing I was sure of at that moment, I wanted to suck Dean's cock and eat his cum again. "I wanna suck your cock again baby" I purred taking him into my mouth. I was alternating taking it into my throat and then slowly swirling my tongue around his cockhead when he slipped out as he started to urgently fuck my mouth. "Oooh baby..... whats the matter.......you wanna cum in Mandy's mouth again?......tell Mandy what you really really want." I cooed. All I wanted was to make Dean's cock give up its treasure as I began to suck it again. "Oh fuck Mandy..... suck my cock you queer bitch." he commanded. I could feel his cock getting hotter and harder as he furiously fucked my mouth "here it comes Mandy.....I'm gonna feed you baby." he yelled. Exploding in my mouth he moaned "oh god......swallow it all Mandy" and I did. God I love eating cum I thought it slid down my throat. After finishing our shower we dressed and Dean drove me back to the mall parking lot to get my car. Parking, we got out of his car and he walked me to my car. As I unlocked my door he gave me a card with his phone number on it, kissed me and said "call me sometime Mandy......Please." As I watched him drive I knew he would be hearing from me. Making Mandy Mine Mandy is 24 years old, 5' 6" tall, weighs about 115 pounds, with blonde hair and light blue eyes. She wears a size 6 dress and panties, 34C bra, and size 7 shoes. She works in the office for the Dean of Accounting at the local University, and drives a 5 year old Mazda Miata. She lives in the corner apartment on the ground floor in a complex located only 2.3 miles from her office, and bikes to work most days. She works out 3 days a week in the gym in her apartment complex, and is very serious about her diet and health. But we have never met...YET! So how can I know all these details about someone I haven't met? Easy. I first saw Mandy about a year ago when I was taking a couple classes I needed to finish my degree. I had been going to another school, but circumstances forced me to leave and return to my home town, so I enrolled at the University to complete my studies. The first time I saw Mandy, I knew I had to have her. She became sort of my graduate study project – a gift to myself for getting my degree, I guess. Finding out where she lived was easy. There are so many students riding bikes on or near a campus, who notices one more? After that, the rest was just a matter of being patient and creative. After watching her for six months, I knew a lot about her routine, including that Tuesday night was laundry night for her in the complex's community room. The second time I visited the room, I found that she had just started her wash and gone back to her apartment. It was easy to empty the washer after it was done and just pile her clothes in a basket like I was someone else needing the machine...after helping myself to one of her bras and a matching pair of panties, hence, the 34C and size 6. Since I knew where she worked, and her hours there, it was also easy to case out her apartment. Being on the ground floor helped a lot, and the landscaping was well established, allowing plenty of places to watch from. One day I even walked up to the sliding glass door that opened out onto the small porch she had. When I looked in, I couldn't believe my luck – here was a single girl, living alone on a ground floor, and she didn't even take the simple precaution of putting a dowel rod or broomstick handle down in the door's track, the easiest prevention device around to keep out intruders, unless they broke the glass. I returned two days later, armed with disposable gloves and a super-thin putty knife. It only took three tries to force open the latch and I was inside! I stood there, poised for a quick flight, in case I had been seen, or maybe she had an alarm? But after 15 minutes with nothing happening, I knew I was in the clear, and had total access to Mandy's home. Her furniture was very basic, but all useful – no frilly doilies, bric-a-brac, or other useless decorations. To my left was the small kitchen/eating area – I could check it later. The hall ahead of me had two doors on each side – the first on the left was the front door – at least she had a dead bolt lock and a security peep-hole on it! Directly opposite that was her bathroom – I stopped for a minute and inhaled the aroma, picking up the odors of her shampoo, soap, and perfume. God, I was getting semi-hard from just the smell of my Mandy! The two doors at the end of the hall opened into bedrooms – the one on the left had a small desk with a PC and printer, and there were several moving boxes also stored there – this was obviously a utility room. With surprising anticipation, I opened the last door and entered her bedroom. There was a queen size bed centered against the far wall, with a dresser and mirror to the right. Several items were on top of the dresser, such as a hairbrush and a tube of lipstick, but otherwise it was clear. There was a small nightstand on the left side of the bed, with an alarm clock on top. I went over to it, noticing that the alarm was set for 6:45 AM. Considering she was at work before 8 in the morning, she didn't spend a lot of time in the morning getting ready. I had known girls that took hours and hours, just to put on a pair of jeans and a top! I opened the drawer of the nightstand, and was surprised to find an 8" pink vibrator there! Mandy, Mandy, what have you been doing, darling? You don't want to waste your precious cum on a plastic dick – you want to save it for some real meat, like mine. That thought caused my dick to reach a full hard-on, and it tented the front of my jeans. I stopped for a second to adjust myself, and went over to her closet. Wow, was she organized! From left to right were her dresses (size 6), then blouses, and finally pants and jeans. Her shoes were equally organized, from dress shoes and heels (size 7) over to sneakers. I turned back and seemed to notice for the first time that the bed was neatly made – probably had hospital corners! So...Mandy was a little anal-retentive, maybe? Well, we would just have to find a way to cure her of that, now, wouldn't we? My final stop was her dresser. I started at the bottom drawer and worked my way up. The bottom drawer held an assortment of t shirts and sweaters, and several of the t shirts had the name of gyms on them. I had noticed Mandy using the gym at the apartment on occasion – it was obvious that she liked to keep in shape. The next drawer had two pairs of well-worn jeans, some sweat pants, and two pairs of spandex yoga pants – my erection twitched at the sight of those, as I imagined her beautiful butt filling them out to perfection. The top drawer, as I suspected, held nirvana – her panties and bras! I was pleased to notice that, while many were utilitarian white or beige, there were also several sets of very sexy blue, red, and black underwear! Good – that would make opening my prize more enjoyable, seeing it wrapped in something sexy, like maybe that red bra. I checked, and the matching panties were actually a thong! Outstanding! I could just picture Mandy's tight ass cheeks separated by the thin strap of the thong as she wiggled it seductively at me. God, this was going to be great! I made a quick check of the bathroom. Nothing to note really, but in the small closet I found her laundry basket. It was Wednesday, so she had done her washing last night, but there was one pair of panties in the basket. I would love to take them as a souvenir, but she would surely miss them and know someone had been in her place. I had to content myself by picking them up and holding them to my nose, breathing the aroma of her pussy deeply into my lungs. Fantastic! If she smelled this good, I could only image how she would taste. I checked out the kitchen on my way out, noticing that everything was health-food related – no potato chips or other snacks. In the back of what could only be called a junk drawer, I saw a key. Anxiously, I took it over to the door. Looking through the peep-hole, there was nobody in sight, so I quickly opened the door and tried the key in the lock – it fit! Perfect! I went over to the sliding door and set the lock, then returned to the kitchen, where I shut the drawer. Using the key, I locked her front door behind me, and went in search of a hardware store to have a copy made. By the time I had that done, I feared it was too late to risk trying to return the key that day – people would be getting home from work or kids would be playing, and a stranger might get noticed. So I took the small risk that she might notice it was missing – why would she be looking for it anyway – and I went home. I took out the bra and panties I had taken earlier and, imagining my Mandy in her red thong and those yoga pants, I beat out two huge loads of cum into the crotch of her panties, just wishing it was her pussy instead. I spent the next four months watching, until I knew her movements as well or better than she did. I went over plan after plan, trying to come up with a fool-proof plan for how I was going to take Mandy and make her mine. One thing I learned is that, except for an occasional run, she rarely left her apartment on Saturday. Maybe she just slept in and relaxed, maybe she worked on her computer – I didn't know, but I did know that if I didn't see her out on a Saturday, then nobody else would be surprised if they didn't see her either. That made Friday the optimum night, plus it meant we had the whole weekend for fun. The third month of my observations, the couple in the apartment above her moved out, and the apartment was still vacant. Since it was the summer break at the University, I figured it would probably stay that way until the students started returning in the fall. The last piece of the puzzle fell into place on a Thursday, when I saw the neighbors on her left loading up their car with suitcases, and overheard them excitedly talking about their long weekend in Las Vegas. Perfect! There would never be a better time, so I made up my mind to put my well-thought plan into action the next day. It seemed like I hardly slept that night, as the anticipation of the culmination of a year's planning was about to happen. I spent Friday morning putting together my supplies into a duffel bag. These included 4 six foot lengths of a high tensile strength rope. The rope was soft enough not to cause rope burns on her wrists or ankles, but had a breaking strength that assured she would not be able to get free. I had already tied the slip knots on one end, and, when I had returned the key after making the copy, I had verified that the legs of her bed frame were quite strong. I added the panties to the package, along with a bandana – it would be hard for her to scream around a pair of cum-crusted panties stuffed into her mouth! Finally, I put in a razor-sharp 6 inch boning knife. I had considered adding a box of condoms, but had decided against it. I was comfortable that Mandy didn't have any STD's – I had only seen her go out a couple times in the year I had been watching her – and I just didn't want anything, even the thin membrane of a condom, coming between my dick and her pussy. Leaving my place at one, I made my way over to the University and casually went by the office – Mandy was there, looking fantastic, in jeans and a sweater. Tasty! I went on over to her apartment, and, after making sure nobody was watching, let myself in. It only took a couple minutes to secure the ropes to the bed legs, and I set the other items out on her dresser top. I found several pairs of dirty panties in her clothes basket, but resisted the urge to beat off a load, just as I had been resisting masturbating for the last week – my sperm would not be wasted anywhere but in her pussy or mouth. I considered going through her drawer to see what underwear she was wearing that day, but decided I wanted it to be a surprise. I did notice that the red pair were not in the dirty clothes hamper, so maybe....? I knew that on Friday, especially being summer session, the Dean always let the staff leave early, usually around 3, so when I saw the clock on her nightstand reading 2:50, I started to get ready. My dick was stirring in anticipation, and my balls felt like two heavy rocks as they moved in my sac. My plan was simple – she always unlocked her door and wheeled her bike inside. I couldn't picture her leaving it sitting out in the living room, so I figured she would put it in the spare bedroom for storage. The door opened in to her bedroom, and there was just enough space for me to stand behind it unseen, so that is where I went. I had the knife in my right hand – her panties and the bandana I left on the dresser – would she notice them? Although I should be as nervous as a cat, I had rehearsed this so many times, and felt that I knew her so well, I was actually very calm as I stood there waiting. At 3:17 my heart skipped a beat as I clearly heard the sound of her key in the lock and she came in, pausing to lock the door behind her, then wheeled the bike over to the spare bedroom, as I had guessed. She did not come into her bedroom though, instead, I heard her enter the bathroom, and, a minute later, the sound of her peeing came clearly through the walls to me. After a minute came the sound of the toilet being flushed. The door to the bathroom opened, and seconds later, she opened the door to her bedroom and walked in. I smelled a faint trace of her perfume as she entered. She emitted a short gasp – she must have seen her panties on the dresser, and I stepped out from behind the door, covered her mouth with my left hand, and showed her the knife in my right. At the sight of the knife, her body went rigid. "Relax, Mandy. I promise not to harm you if you cooperate, but if you scream, I will be forced to hurt you so badly that no plastic surgeon will ever make you pretty enough for a man to want. I don't want that – I have been watching you for over a year now, and you are the most beautiful, sexy woman I have ever seen." I took my hand away from her mouth, but only a couple inches, fully prepared to clamp it back in place if needed. "Are those my panties? I thought I had misplaced them months ago." "Yes, they are yours, and I brought them back to you. They are pretty dirty, though – I have unloaded quite a few loads of cum into them as I have dreamed about what we are going to do to each other." "NO", she screamed – I moved my hand back over her mouth, but she seemed to calm down, so I removed it again. "I can't – I'm still a virgin! I don't have much, but take whatever you want, just don't defile me." Pulling her along with me as I moved over to the nightstand, I opened the drawer. Tucking the knife in my belt, I reached down and took out the pink vibrator, holding it in front of her eyes. "Really," I said, "a virgin, huh? Somehow I find that hard to believe" She stammered "OK, so technically I'm not a virgin – I don't have my hymen any more, but I have never gone all the way with a man before, only played around some by myself." Hearing that caused my dick to burst forward, and I know she could clearly feel it pressing against her butt. "Then, Mandy, this is going to be your coming-out weekend, because we are going to fuck. The neighbors are on vacation to Vegas, and the unit above you is empty, so you and I won't be bothering anyone, and nobody will be bothering us. As I see it, you can join me, and we can reach heights of pleasure you can only imagine, or I can tie you to the bed, gag you with your own panties, and have my way with you anyway." I had tossed the vibrator back in the drawer and taken the knife back in my hand. She looked down and saw the end of one of the ropes sticking out from under the bed, and she realized I was serious. An internal debate raged inside her mind as she went over her options, such as they were. Finally, she whimpered that she just wasn't ready to go all the way. I was disappointed, but not deterred – I had come here for a purpose, and her consent was never a requirement. I moved us back over to the dresser. Picking up the panties, I told her that I was going to have to gag her, and it was her choice if I did it gently or had to force her. "I really don't want to hurt you or bruise your lovely face – it's you call." She opened her mouth, and I gently stuffed the cum-crusted panties inside. She made a strange sound as she tasted the invading item, and I loosely tied the bandana around her head, making sure she could breathe normally, just not through her mouth. I then tied her right hand to the rope at the left top side of the bed. "I'm going to move around the bed now – please don't make me have to hit you or try to escape." She nodded, so I let her go, went around the bed to get the other rope, and, taking her left hand, I secured the noose to it. I didn't bother with her feet, as I wasn't really worried about them, plus I needed to be able to get those jeans off! She was sitting on the bed, the ropes were loose enough that she had freedom of movement, but I no longer had to worry about her scratching or clawing me with her nails. "Mandy, you've probably figured out, since I knew where your vibrator was, that I have been in your apartment before. Actually, I have been here several times. Right now, I am aching to find out the answer to a question I have – what underwear are you wearing today?" I saw a puzzled look cross her face. "Are you wearing some of your plain, un-exciting whites, or maybe beige, or......is it the blue set, the black set, or that sexy red bra and thong panties?" She actually blushed as she realized I had been through her drawers and knew her inventory of undies. I decided the easiest way to find out was to raise up her sweater to see what was underneath. I didn't rush, or rip it off, but rather raised it slowly from the bottom, gently brushing her sides with my fingertips as I did. She was squirming as I did, but I was pleased to see that she was not pulling on her ropes or trying to avoid me. After a minute, I could not wait any longer, and I raised the sweater up to reveal that she was wearing the black lace bra underneath. It was glorious, and was just transparent enough that her beautiful tits were visible underneath, her dark areolas and pink nipples barely hiding from my view. I pulled the sweater the rest of the way over her head, then reached over to loosen one of the nooses so I could slide her arm out of the sleeve. Retying her arm, I moved the sweater over the other rope so that she was sitting there in just her bra and jeans. I leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on each tit through her bra. She reacted like an electric jolt had hit her. I desperately wanted to kiss her mouth, but with the gag there, decided not to yet. I reached down and unbuckled the belt on her jeans, then removed it. Opening the snap, I lowered the zipper, revealing the matching black panties. As I started to take her jeans down over her hips, I was pleasantly rewarded to see her cooperating by lifting her ass off the bed so I could slip them down and off her legs. I just sat there and took in her fantastic body, clad only in bra and panties. Mandy was breathing deeply, and her tits rose and fell with each breath. I reached up, untied the bandana, and removed it and the panties from her mouth. She was running her tongue around her mouth and swallowing, and she looked at me with a wry smile and said "Thank you. Interesting taste." "God, Mandy, you are even more beautiful than I imagined." Noticing that her bra was one of those that opened at the front, I reached over and undid the catch. It didn't fall off, but just sat there, resting on her magnificent globes. Tossing her shoulders, she shook her tits free, saying "Might as well get a good look." Gently taking one in each hand, I fondled them, eliciting a moan from her as she enjoyed my touch. Her nipples stiffened until they were jutting out proudly from her chest. Reaching down, I hooked a finger on each side of her panties. Like before, she raised her butt to allow me to easily shuck them down and off her legs. Her blonde bush was neatly trimmed, and her pussy was glistening as the lips were partly open. I lightly ran a finger over her slit, returning the wet finger to my mouth, and tasted the elixir that was Mandy. Now it was my turn to let out a small groan of delight as her taste filled my mouth with pleasure. Mandy was becoming a constant source of surprise as she looked me directly in the eyes and commented "ONE of us is seriously overdressed, don't you think?" I grinned in agreement, and took off my shoes and socks, then dropped my jeans down and kicked them off. My erection was tenting my boxers, and Mandy "Ooh'd" her approval. When I removed my shirt, she uttered a small gasp at the sight of my six-pack abs. I didn't work out – I had always had a good physique. Last but not least, I snaked my boxers down and off, exposing my fully erect cock to her view. It was sticking straight out, all 8 inches in length and 2 inches in diameter, and twitched involuntarily at the sight of the naked Mandy on the bed in front of me. That seemed to be the act that removed any doubt or reluctance from her. She begged me to please untie her so that she could get her hands on my meat. "It is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, but it is so big – will it really fit inside my pussy?" I untied her hands and climbed up on the bed, and she reached over, grasping me in her hands. Her fingers just barely reached around my girth, and she moved one hand down to gently cup and fondle my balls. "They are so heavy! Are they full of cum for me?" She began to give me a slow hand job, and licked the tip with her tongue. When a drop of pre-cum leaked out, she eagerly licked it up. "Now that tastes so much better than the dried up stuff in my panties! I want to try everything there is with you, and become a woman this weekend – will you teach me how to fuck please?" Making Mandy Mine We had all weekend for me to eat her out, her to give me a blow job, try numerous positions, and even maybe to try anal sex, but right now I felt that for the first time, a good long fuck in the missionary position was the best way to introduce her to the pleasure of sex. I told her to lie down on her back, spread her legs, and raise her knees. She quickly did – she had a look on her face like the proverbial kid in a candy store! I moved on top of her, my knees positioned inside her feet, and leaned down until my dick was just over her pussy. She was so aroused, the smell of her hot pussy filled the room and a small wet spot already soaked the sheets as she started to secrete juices in anticipation of my invasion. When I slowly ran my dick up and down her slit, she shivered in excitement. I positioned the head of my dick at her lips, and asked if she was ready. "God yes! I can't believe I am finally going to feel a real dick inside me. Please fill me with your manhood." I moved my hips forward while I pressed down, and inserted the entire length of my dick into her torrid pussy. She was so wet, it slid in easier than I thought it would, considering that she had only played with a vibrator before. Her pussy muscles were so tight, as they tried to keep my dick from invading her, yet also seemed to be pulling it in even further. When my balls gently bounced against her ass cheeks, I just held in that position for a minute, marveling in the feelings as her pussy pulsed around my dick. Mandy cried out in pleasure, saying how full she was. "Can we stay like this forever? I have never felt anything like this in my life. In almost every way you have just taken my cherry, and I can't believe I've waited this long to experience this feeling." In answer, I slowly pulled out a few inches, fighting the resistance she offered, and just as slowly pushed back in. Her gasp told me that she was loving the feeling, so I started to move a little quicker, and with longer strokes, until I built up a nice rhythm as I pumped my dick in and out of her pussy. I moved my arms under her back with my hands on her shoulders, which gave me great leverage to thrust. Mandy responded by locking her legs together behind my butt and her arms behind my back, so that we were locked tightly together with just my dick pounding into her. Her nipples hardened again as they were rubbed against my chest. At one point I pulled out a little too much, and my dick slipped from her pussy. She immediately reached down to guide me back it, saying "don't you dare leave me!" I kissed her hard on the lips and told her I had no intention of going anywhere – my only goal was her enjoyment. The bedroom filled with the sounds of her moans, my grunts, the squishing of our fucking, and the aroma of our exertions. I had set a good pace, and knew I could keep it up for at least 10 more minutes under normal circumstances, but the fact that this was Mandy, I feared my stamina would not be as strong. Still, I just hugged her tighter and kept up my relentless pounding into her pussy. Soon, Mandy started to say "OH..OH..OH" and I could feel the muscles of her pussy clamp down on my dick as an orgasm racked her. She arched up her back to meet my thrusts, and I knew that my own climax was near. I could feel my balls tightening up in my sac, and, with a load grunt, I buried my dick as deep as I could and let loose stream after stream of hot cum deep inside her. Mandy cried out "Oh My God, I can feel your cum in my pussy! Fill me with your seed!" Her pussy milked my dick of every drop, and the combined volume was too much for her womb to contain, and it started to flow past my dick to dribble down past her butt to the sheets. We stayed in that locked together position for a couple minutes as we regained our breath, and when my dick softened, I removed it from her. She moved down and licked me clean of any fluids, enjoying the heady combination of our mixed cums. A slow trickle still escaped periodically from her pussy as her muscles naturally contracted. She reached down and scooped it up with her fingers, then licked them clean as well. "I can't believe you have never done this before – you are the most gifted woman I have ever slept with." A sudden thought struck me. "Oh, no, I wasn't wearing a condom – are you on any birth control?" She giggled and replied that she was, because she was too embarrassed to tell her doctor that she hadn't had sex, so it just seemed easier to get the prescription and take the pills. With a sigh, I leaned forward until my head was on her chest, and I absently sucked the closest tit into my mouth, flicking the still-hard nipple with my tongue. Mandy glanced down at me and said "Can I ask you two questions?" "Sure, hon, you can ask me anything." With an embarrassed look, she asked, "What is your name – or, at least, what name can I call you? As long as you don't plan to leave before we finish my education, I certainly have no intention of pressing any charges for invasion." I hadn't even thought of that, but I replied that my name was David, but most people called me Dave for short. "Dave...I like that." I asked, "And the second question?" Looking directly at my dick, she asked "Just how long will it take before that thing is hard again and we can continue? I have a lot of catching up to do, and, since you're the one who got me started, it's your job to finish teaching me!" Even though I had just let off the biggest load of my life, my dick responded to her question by giving a couple energetic twitches, to which she replied, "Oh, Goody, I think it likes me, and wants to play some more." "Mandy, it loves you, and can't wait to show you just how much it does. Now, have you ever heard of 69?" She didn't need to answer, because she was already moving to straddle my head, planting her seeping pussy on my mouth and leaning forward to use her mouth and hands to get my dick nice and hard again. And what a fantastic weekend we had!