15 comments/ 128516 views/ 105 favorites Shemale Finds Her Man At The Party By: SugarandSalt It was finally done. Rebecca's big paper. Just in time too. The Halloween party she planned to attend tonight would reach full force in an hour or two. The sun was already setting. Rebecca stuffed the pages in an envelope and licked across it. Her tongue flicked around her mouth afterward to shoo away the bad taste that the envelope had left. Rebecca was very excited for this party. Kids from her graduating high school class had decided to hold it every year. Rebecca had missed the first one and she was determined to make it to this one. It wasn't by coincidence that she had missed last year's Halloween party. She didn't keep in contact with any of her friends. It must have been like she'd fallen off the face of the earth to them. Rebecca stood up, snapping her neck. It was time to get ready. Rebecca wasn't an ordinary girl. For starters, she was 6'2". She towered over almost all other women and most men too. There was something different about Rebecca besides just her height. It was the reason why she hadn't attended the last Halloween party, the same reason she didn't keep in contact with anyone from high school. Rebecca's secret was currently stretching out her pants. She looked at the clock a moment and decided she had enough time to take care of this problem. She jumped on her bed and slid her pair of sweats down her thighs. A large veiny cock sprang free. It was hard as a rock and begging for attention. Rebecca licked her hand and started stroking the big monster. Rebecca had been a different person two years ago when high school ended. She was quarterback of the high school football team back then. Rebecca was offered a scholarship to go to state. She had to decline. Her name back then isn't important. She was always Rebecca on the inside. She was always a woman. Going on living that lie wasn't something she could do. Rebecca declined the school's very generous offer. She was accepted to an online and through the mail college. Rebecca had spent the last two years of her life making herself on the outside who she had always been on the inside. Time was running short. Her hand furiously pumped up and down the swollen shaft. Rebecca bit down on her lip as the cum worked through her balls and up her shaft. A moan escaped her lips at the very moment spurt after spurt gushed out of her cock. The sticky mess shot all the way to her breasts and stomach. The rest erupted like lava from her tip and ran down her hand. Rebecca smiled to herself, licking a stray strand of cum off her finger and wiping the rest off on a pair of her panties she had sitting on the nightstand. Rebecca was horny all the time. This rush to beat the clock was nothing new. Over the last two years, she tried many creative ways of dealing with that. Rebecca had jerked off into countless banana peels before deciding that was too messy. She had ordered some contraption from China that made her room smell for a week but wasn't big enough to fit around her erection. The use of her own soft hands had served her well so far. Still, Rebecca wanted so bad for a man to deliver her loads inside. In time, in time, she told herself. It would take a very special kind of man and she didn't want any weirdos. Hell, she was a weirdo. She chuckled to herself. Rebecca peeled her clothing off. She pulled out a pair of the cutest little frilly pink panties. She slid them up her smooth legs, they snapped in place around her waist. Now for her costume. Rebecca pulled the black leather out of her closet and laid it out on her bed. Between walking to the closet and to the bed, the head of her penis and one big ball had popped out of her panties. She stuffed them back into the soft material of the panties. The costume was delicious. Oh it was devilish too. Catwoman was one hot costume. Rebecca picked up the skintight pants. They were so sexy. Wait until she had them on. They were so tight that Rebecca could barely get them over the hump of her ass. It took a little effort but they were on. Just being inside them made Rebecca's cock grow. Her hands slid over her body. She cupped her breasts, tweaking her sensitive nipples. Rebecca had put on some weight since high school. All of it seemed to go to her tits and ass. Coupling that with the subtle use of hormones and Rebecca was very proud of her full C cups. She decided against a bra. Rebecca slipped the leather blouse on and buttoned it up, leaving two buttons and a lot of cleavage on display. The blouse material scratched against her puffy nipples and sent a pleasurable shock through Rebecca's body. Rebecca stepped in front of her full body mirror. She spun around and gave a sexy grin into the mirror. Her ass looked absolutely fantastic in the tight costume. Its material rid up her crack and really showed off her curves. Gaining the weight had done even more for her ass. She loved going out in short shorts or mini skirts and turning heads. Men followed her around, jaw open, tongue out, like a puppy dog. She playfully slapped both big butt cheeks. Anne Hathaway, eat your heart out! Rebecca looked at the clock again and realized she better stop playing around. She still had to do the finishing touches. Rebecca picked up the deep red lipstick she purchased purposely for tonight. She applied it over her full lips and smacked them for good measure. Next she attached the domino mask to her face. Rebecca had decided against a cowl. She loved the thick and natural black hair that rested just below her shoulders too much to cover it up. Two little black cat ears clipped onto her hair after the mask. Rebecca slipped the open finger leather gloves on and got the pair of black nylons she had stuffed, sticking it inside the back of her pants. Catwoman had to have a tail right? Rebecca opened her closet again, looking over her row of heels. She picked out open toe black heels and dropped her feet into them. It was really hard to shop for women's size 15 heels but Rebecca managed. She had painted her nails a sleek black earlier in the day. Perfect, she thought to herself. Rebecca grabbed her purse and headed for the door. Rebecca went over what she knew about the party on the way there. It was held at one of her old friend's houses. There would be a lot of people she graduated with. She wanted to befriend her old friends again, this time as Rebecca. Wearing Halloween costumes provided Rebecca the security she needed to do that. This was a big night. The sun had already set by the time Rebecca got there. Cars lined the street. Some people sat outside on the porch. Numerous male eyes drifted her way. They watched her walk the three short steps and got a good look at her butt. Rebecca felt so sexy. Dracula even followed her all the way to the door. She had to concentrate hard to stop her cock from growing. The party was loud. Rebecca mingled with a few people while making her way through the house. Some guy brought her a beer and tried to chat her up. The attention was flattering but Rebecca wanted to find some of her old friends. She spotted a few of them in the living and started in that direction. A couple guys she played football with along with various other people she was friendly with sat around a table, eating snacks and talking. Rebecca didn't want to start in all at once. She hung around the area, chatting with a couple guys and swaying to the loud music. She had almost forgotten how much she missed being part of it and just hanging out with her old friends. Her ears perked up when she heard mention of her prior self. Rebecca moved closer, strategically grabbing a bag of chips. "I haven't heard from him in forever. I know he's still around because my mom sees his mom at the grocery store." Her friend, well old friend, Kevin said from the couch. He was wearing a collared white shirt that had blood on it. He was either dressed as a really bad doctor, a mad scientist or he just dripped ketchup all over himself, Rebecca thought. She spotted one of her old teammates. "I heard some crazy rumors about that dude. Man, I don't care. I know they offered him a scholarship to state I woulda killed for. The sucker turned it down. Who the fuck does that?" The lineman spoke up. Why had she given him so many easy plays? Rebecca asked herself. What's worse is that everyone else seemed to agree. "I'm glad we haven't seen him here. What kind of person abandons their friends?" Someone else said Rebecca's eyes started to well up. She was about to run for the door when another guy who had been reclining in the chair chimed in. "It's his business. I don't fault him. I gave up trying. Have you guys actually tried to get in contact or are you just bitching?" Rebecca recognized him. He hadn't been a jock but he was involved in a lot of clubs. His name was Damon. They shared a few classes together and had been really good friends. He wasn't really wearing a costume. He had on a shirt with the Superman logo and just a pair of jeans. A moment later their eyes met. It was just a second long but made the hair on the back of Rebecca's neck stand up. Rebecca walked away, deciding not to leave yet though. She grabbed a beer and nursed it in the kitchen. Another of her old teammates came up to her, dressed as the devil. He complimented her costume and talked about getting out of there together. Rebecca politely declined. Having an old teammate she had played with, someone she had showered with after practice, come onto her, made Rebecca's face flush. Rebecca put a smile on her lush lips when Damon walked into the kitchen for another beer. He pulled one out of the fridge, which was currently stocked full and then spotted her. She gave him a little nod. "Oh, hey there. I saw you in the living room, didn't I?" He said, resting his beer down on the table. "Yeah, yeah. That was me. I'm hard to miss in this, right?" Rebecca chuckled, pulling the tail of her costume around and showing it to him. He grinned at her, "Yep. You left pretty all of the sudden. Did you spot a mouse or something, miss... Catwoman?" "Well, between you and me, I'm just Catwoman for the night. I usually go by Rebecca. When I'm not chasing mice I mean. Saved anyone important recently, Superman?" "I'll have to think on that one. I've got to say I don't have much pity for the mice you do catch." He took a slug of his beer. "I'm Damon. Also Superman. Sorta." Rebecca stopped herself before telling him that she knew that. For all he knew, she didn't know that. She took another sip of beer. "You know, I don't remember you from school. I think I'd remember you." Rebecca gulped, quickly finishing her sip of beer while trying to think of an answer. "Let me give you my theory." Damon leaned over the table closer to her, "I think you're just here for the free beer." His straight face broke into a grin. Rebecca opened her mouth to speak but a few guys walked in. One of them carried a boombox currently set to max volume. They started loading up on beers. Damon shrugged his shoulders and smiled. He grabbed his beer and walked out of the kitchen. She was finally able to think once those guys had left. This loud music was giving her a headache. She should just get out of here. First her friends throw her former self under the bus and then the only conversation she really enjoyed ended abruptly. She really wasn't having much luck. Rebecca tossed her beer out and tried to wade through the masses of people. A number of people, including old teammates, used the opportunity to rub past her. Rebecca just had to get home and jerk off. She was charged. She'd be going home early to Ms. Hand for some tender loving care. She got to the door when someone came up behind her. "Hey. Leaving so soon, hottie?" A slurred voice said. Rebecca turned around and recognized the owner of the house, Mike. "Woah. You're some kind of woman. Damn! How tall are you? I saw you from across the room and said, man, I'd like to tap that ass! I don't even remember you from school. How is that even possible?!" He was obviously drunk and Rebecca didn't have the patience. She also didn't want to cause a scene because, technically, Rebecca hadn't gone to school with these people. Another face popped out of the crowd. It was Damon. "Hey! Can't I bring a guest?" Damon told him, wrapping his arm around Rebecca. "And stop hitting on my girlfriend!" "Oh. Sorry, man. Fuck I'm drunk. This is a great party, huh?" Mike laughed. A couple guys came over and took Mike with them. Unfortunately, Rebecca and Damon barely had time to look at each other before a slender blond, dressed up as an angel, came up to them and offered Damon another beer. Rebecca slipped out the door while Damon followed the angel. The swing on the porch was free now. Only a few couples were left out there. Rebecca couldn't help but notice that Dracula was now dry humping a fairy princess on the hood of his Mustang. Rebecca sighed and looked up at the moon, at least she could only hear the hum of that loud music from out here. The door opened and Rebecca saw Damon poke his head out. He carried two beers with him and gestured if she wanted one. Rebecca nodded and he sat down. "You're using all your sneaky cat skills to get out of here I bet?" He asked her as they clinked beers. "Something like that I guess. I figured that angel was going to keep you occupied." "Thank you for thinking so highly of me." Rebecca furrowed her brow, the last thing she needed tonight was sarcasm. "I mean you think that I wouldn't bask in the glory of helping a damsel in distress. Remember you asked if I had saved anyone important recently. I think Catwoman counts." Rebecca attached her lips to the beer, taking a long sip. "I think Lois Lane would figure out Superman's identity pretty quickly if all he did to slip into his alternate identity was put on a shirt." "She does know! They got married way back in the 1990's." He smiled, "I don't take wearing this shirt lightly!" "Okay okay. You just don't strike me as the Superman type." "So maybe I don't fill out the Superman suit like the real Kal-El would. You're not a ringer for Catwoman either. I don't remember her being half as gorgeous as you." Rebecca's lips opened into a smile at the comment. "And I mean look at you. You could wring her neck. Seriously... well... I just mean you're big is all." Damon's face turned red. "I, I didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry." Rebecca laughed softly. "A little tongue-tied. I'll try and find the compliment in that how about." "That... that would be perfect. I'm sorry. It's just... well I don't know." "No, what is it?" "Well... you're just kinda intimidating. It was easier inside with all that noise, you know?" Damon's hand casually fell on her leg after another sip of his beer. The fact that it didn't move once it got there wasn't lost on Rebecca. "Yeah. I think I understand." She told him. They had talked every day as friends in school and he had never been nervous then. It was a big turn on. Now he thought she was gorgeous. Things were looking up for Rebecca. "Could I have your number? If I didn't fuck things up too much." "Hmm... okay." Damon pulled his phone out and waited for her to tell him the number. "Wait, I'll save it in your phone. Give it here." "What, why?" He looked at her confused. "I just want to do it myself. Plus your phone will give me clues as to whether you're a perv or not." She stuck her tongue out at him. "Well... if you get to do that... then I want to see what's behind that mask of yours." It got a few degrees warmer for Rebecca. He had looked at her former self so many times during their high school years. The mask made her more comfortable at this point. What if the worst did happen and he recognized her? "Well?" Damon smiled. "Alright! Aright." She pulled the mask off her face. It felt good to get that itchy thing off. For a long moment they stared into each other's eyes. She knew he was looking over her face. She worried he might make the connection. "You're... you're beautiful. I mean even more without the mask." Rebecca grabbed his phone and punched her number in. She didn't really want to check anything on it. Truthfully, she probably couldn't have checked the damn thing even if she had wanted to. She just wanted to see what she could convince him to do for her. "Here." She handed it back to him. He took hold of it, their skin touching for the first time. As with the stare, they held their hands together longer than necessary. Almost immediately they both got the same idea and leaned in innocently. Their lips met. Rebecca's full lips spread out against his. Both sets opened for the other's tongue. They entwined. Rebecca followed her pulsing erection. This was a million times better than the times she'd had to kiss women. His soft lips and precious tongue seemed to melt on hers. Rebecca's hands pushed against his body. Her tongue probed his mouth. She pinned him down on the swing and aggressively groped his body while continuing to crush her lips on his. "Woo! Get some Catgirl!" Rebecca suddenly came out of it. She looked over and saw Dracula cheering them on. Below her she saw Damon struggle to sit up. She got off him. He looked as stunned as she did. Dabbles of her red lipstick sat at the corners of his mouth. "I... I'm sorry." It was Rebecca's turn to stammer. "I better go." She got up and started briskly walking toward her car. Dracula high-fived the fairy princess he had been dry humping earlier. Damon followed her, "Hold on! Rebecca! Where are you going?" He pleaded. "Home!" She called back at him, getting in her car. "You don't have to go!" He raced over. Rebecca started the car. "I'm gonna call you!" He managed to make it to the street just as she hit the accelerator and sped off. Rebecca's heart raced the whole way home. She was supposed to be the girl now. Being so aggressive shocked her. Another moment and Damon could have felt the lady meat she was packing. One second it was just a kiss and then the next she was mauling him. Rebecca walked through the door. She heard her mom was home from work but didn't make an effort to see her. Rebecca just wanted to be alone in her room. She stripped off her costume, discarding the little cat ears into her trash. Rebecca ignored the pressure from her cock and took a cold shower. The freezing water disguised a few tears. Wrapped in a towel now, Rebecca checked her phone and saw that she had a missed text from Damon. It just asked her if she was okay and why'd she leave. Rebecca shut her phone off. Getting into some comfy pajama bottoms and a shirt, she got under the covers and closed the lights. A few minutes passed she realized she wasn't going to get any sleep this way. Rebecca's mind obsessed over the events of the night. Rebecca's hand slid into her pajama bottoms and stroked her cock as she went over the kiss with Damon. Rebecca licked a few fingers on the other hand and toyed with the entrance to her asshole. One hand flew up and down her massive shaft while the other pushed into her tight wrinkle. The truth was that Rebecca wasn't just some girl. She didn't just want to get fucked by guys. That would be nice too but Rebecca wanted most of all to be the person who fucked. Her cock was a hell of a lot bigger than any of there's anyway, if it was based on that or sheer need alone, Rebecca would win every time. A smiled played over her lips. She was close to cumming now. The tip of her cock was becoming purple. Her gnarled cock head looked ready to blow at any moment. She could feel her big balls were about to give the word. Rebecca had stuffed two fingers on her other hand all the way up to the knuckle in her ass. Shemale Finds Her Man At The Party Blasts of pearly white semen covered her shirt and her hands. The hot, sticky goo went everywhere. More and more shots filled the air and dripped down her hands. Once her dick had finally stopped exploding, Rebecca rubbed the cum into her hands. It was a good moisturizer, right? She didn't have the energy to go wash up anyway. She was too tired. Within minutes, Rebecca had fallen off to sleep. Content, for tonight at least. The next morning came too soon. She had breakfast with her mom. Rebecca didn't reveal anything about the night before. She was unusually quiet, finishing her helping of eggs quickly. Rebecca's mom was off to work soon after that. They agreed that she'd probably spend the night at her boyfriend's tonight and Rebecca would be alone. Rebecca dived onto the couch after that. Still in her pajamas, she watched an hour or two of television. She could get a lot of schoolwork done today. Rebecca wasn't too enthused about that. After another snack, she headed for her room. She picked up her phone and flipped through her texts, spotting another one from Damon. He said he was going to call her later today. Rebecca wondered whether she would pick up. Her mind flashed back to last night and their kiss. Being close to him had been so enthralling. Damon was probably a few inches shorter than Rebecca. He wasn't built like a jock. He had boyish good looks abound. Rebecca thought for a moment and decided he was her ideal man. So sweet too. She didn't know what the chances were that he'd accept her secret though. Laying it all out there and then being rejected would turn her into a shell of herself. How could he ever go for what she had and what she wanted? Just two years ago they had been friends in high school! What were the chances of this coming true, she wondered. Rebecca threw herself face-first into schoolwork. Before lunch she had completed more than a full day's work. She was already working hard enough to graduate a year early as it was. Rebecca took a break to make herself a sandwich. Nibbling on her sandwich at the kitchen table, she found her eyes kept focusing on her phone. Why didn't he just call already? She kept thinking. Would she even pick it up? Rebecca didn't have much of an appetite, throwing the end of her sandwich in the trash. She brushed her teeth and then watched some more television. Rebecca almost fell off to sleep on the couch when she heard her cell ring. Forgetting the possibility of not answering it, Rebecca ran toward the phone. She saw Damon's name pop up. He was on the other end. She decided to pick up the phone. "Hey. Rebecca?" The voice on the other end questioned. "Hi Damon. What's up?" "I wanted to make sure you were okay after last night. Erm... did kissing too soon scare you or something?" "No. It's not that. I'm not a prude. I just had to go." There was a pause on the other end, "You can tell me why. What is it?" "I don't want to talk about it, Damon. I really don't." "Well... maybe you want to do something today? Catch a movie or grab a burger? I'm buying." He smirked on the other end. "I don't think so. I've got a lot of work to do today." She said dejectedly. "If you just don't wanna see me you can say that, ok? I know you're not washing your hair or something else girls say when they're not into guys. I knew this was probably a long shot considering the fifty guys that were all over you last night." "Look! That's not IT!" She huffed. "Then what is IT!" He shouted back over the phone. "I... I'm sorry Rebecca. I didn't mean to raise my voice..." Rebecca chuckled, breaking the uneasy silence. If he thought that was raising his voice, he really shouldn't get her angry. "Alright. You win. Do you want to meet somewhere and we'll take it from there?" She offered. "Yes! Where?" Rebecca gave him the street name of a park a short drive from her house. "Oh, ok. I know that area. I used to have a friend that lived around there." Both Damon and Rebecca hung up. He did used to have a friend that lived around there. It was her. Rebecca didn't have much time to get ready. She combed her hair and put on a coat of lipstick. Rebecca pulled on some jeans after that. She ran around her room for a moment and picked up a bit, stuffing panties and bras that had been on the floor into the closet. It just felt like she should. Then she opened a drawer in her nightstand, pulling out a small box, Rebecca sorted through it, picking out a picture and putting it in the pocket of her pants. After that she was out the door, checking her hair in the car mirror again. She looked good, well, natural at least. Spontaneous dates didn't leave much time for preparation. This was going to be a special kind of date after all. She was the first one there. Rebecca parked and then sat at one of the little round tables in the gazebo. There were a couple people around but not many. They would have privacy. Damon pulled up a few minutes later. She recognized his car from high school. She'd gotten another one since then. He spotted her quickly and smiled. Jogging over, he sat down across from her at the tiny table. "You look beautiful." He told her. "Thanks. I should tell you I think you look better without the Superman shirt." "Yeah." He chuckled. "Now that you're out of that Catwoman suit I don't have to worry you're gonna scratch my eyes out. I mean... not that I didn't like the costume." "I could do that and you'd like it." She quipped with a sassy grin. "I'm glad you agreed to come here, Rebecca. I could take us somewhere else if you wanted and then drop you off back here later?" "No. No. I just wanted to meet in a neutral environment. Look... I've been thinking about this since last night. This is the only way I think we can do this." "Do what?" He seemed concerned but a little excited too. "I have to be honest with you." Rebecca paused a moment before pulling the picture she had grabbed back at the house out of her pocket. She slid it across the little table to him and Damon picked it up. "You don't know that we did actually go to school together, Damon. I'm in this picture." Damon's eyes perused the picture. It was a picture of him and an old high school classmate of his. They were the only ones in the picture. The other person had been a very good friend of his. In fact, that was the friend he knew who lived around here. The realization of this painted his face with shock and disbelief. No one spoke. Damon looked at Rebecca and then back at the picture. Rebecca and back at the picture. Rebecca's face turned a little red. "You mean..." He began, his eyes still bugged out, "Oh my god. You're telling me you're ---" "Don't say it." She cut into his sentence. Her hands now covered his on the table. "That was never me! This is." Rebecca bit her bottom lip nervously. "What do you see?" She asked him. "You have to decide. Do you see someone else or do you see the mysterious girl you met last night at a Halloween party. The one you think is gorgeous and beautiful. The one who nearly shoved her tongue down your throat last night and loved every second of it." So many emotions registered on Damon's face at once. Shock and fear and just about everything else. Finally his face softened and he looked at her longingly. "I see you. Rebecca. The only one there is to see. The unbelievably sexy girl who's also built like a tank." His hand broke free of her gentle hold and brushed a strand of hair out of her face. "And I mean that in a good way!" A tear ran down Rebecca's face. Damon cupped her pretty face in his hands and used his thumb to wipe it away. Rebecca pulled him closer and their lips met. Her tongue forced its way into his mouth. Their lips smacked together. Rebecca's hands resumed their groping from last night, sliding her hands down his back and squeezing his tight butt. Damon was halfway in Rebecca's lap and they were pawing at one another's clothes before anyone knew what happened. Rebecca's eyes opened and she saw out of the corner that a few parents had congregated by a tree and were pointing toward the gazebo where Rebecca and Damon kissed. Rebecca reluctantly pushed Damon's body and sucking lips off of her. "We can't do this at the park unless we want someone to call the cops on us." Damon blinked a few times, somewhat speechless, "Uhh... yeah..." He licked across his lips and could taste her lipstick. "I do have an idea though." Rebecca fixed her clothing. "We could drive to my house. It's empty. Unless it's too soon for you?" She told him mock coyly, enjoying the effect she had on him. "Yeah! That sounds great." He blurted out. Rebecca giggled. She stood up and offered him a hand. They walked, hand-in-hand to her car. There was a nervous excitement in the car on the way to her house. It dawned on Rebecca how odd it was that he had been here before. When they were just buddies. Things were much different now. They walked through the house. Damon stopped at the mantle, where Rebecca's mom had refused to take down the trophies Rebecca had won for sports. He looked over the awards for football, probably remembering the friend he once had who didn't exist. Rebecca playfully kissed his neck and swirled her tongue around his ear. In a sexy tone she said, "Let me show you my bedroom." Damon followed Rebecca upstairs to her bedroom. "It's a lot more... pink than I remember it." He seemed a little nervous. Rebecca was as well. She was horny too and the tent in her pants hadn't scared him off yet. They embraced again and kissed. Rebecca tossed him on the bed. "Oh so you're just going to throw me around, huh?" He joked. "You haven't seen anything yet!" Rebecca jumped on top of him. Her lips crushed onto his again. His hands found her ass. Damon kneaded the oversized butt cheeks through her jeans. While they kissed, his open hand came down on her ass with a smack. "You, sir, are going to regret that!" She warned him. "I am? I doubt it!" Rebecca's soft lips sucked on Damon's neck. In a split second, Rebecca grabbed Damon like a doll and took his shirt off. She kissed down his chest and stomach. Then she surprised Damon by kissing his erection through his shorts. "Rebecca... oh... wow." He whispered. She whipped off his shorts next. Her lips pursed around his cock head and gave it a kiss. Damon felt like he'd wake up from this great dream if he so much as blinked. Rebecca's assertive tongue slid up the length of shaft. One hand came up and stroked the base of his cock while her tongue teased the tip. The other hand freely fondled his balls. Her hand expertly jerked up the length of his cock to give him the most pleasure. She had done this so many times with her own cock. Her hand definitely fit more easily around his cock than her cock. Her tongue knew exactly how to get him to buck up to get deeper into her mouth. Rebecca had experimented with sucking herself off more than a few times. The same things that drove her wild drove him wild too. Finally, with Damon begging her to take him in her mouth, she lowered her mouth on his cock and didn't stop until his pubes tickled her nose. Her lips shut around the base of his cock and she sucked. She sucked him long and deep. Rebecca's tongue danced up and down his shaft. Damon moaned, his hands shook from the extreme pleasure as they wrapped around her head. His cock gently jabbed deeper into her mouth, if that were possible. Rebecca lifted her mouth, letting all but the tip of his cock meet cold air. Her head bobbed rhythmically on his cock. Her own cock was like a steel piston. She humped the bed with it. "I'm gonna cum. Fuck I'm gonna cum Rebecca." Without thinking about it, he was compelling to strengthen his hold on her head. It didn't matter though. Rebecca was ten times stronger than him and could have pulled away if she had wanted to. That was the furthest thought from her mind. Her warm mouth, wet tongue, and soft lips were all focused on extracting the cum from his balls. Her tongue slipped and slobbered around his cock head and that was it. "FUCK!" Warm sticky liquid poured out of his cock and into Rebecca's mouth. She sucked and swallowed. Her mouth didn't let up. Even as the last dribbles spilled out, her tongue clung to his shaft. His cock was almost too sensitive to endure this. Not that he would have had a choice. Finally, his cock popped out of her mouth. She licked up the couple drips that had escaped her lips. Damon caught his breath on the bed. His mind and cock officially blown. Her lips returned to his. She beamed down at him. "How was that?" The pleasant smell of his cum still faintly on her sweet breath. "That was... the best thing that's ever happened to me. Thank you, thank you." He kissed her. "I'm glad. Then you won't mind giving my girl the same treatment." Damon looked down and saw her cock, it looked ready to break through the material of her jeans. If there was any correlation between the size of her feet and hands and her cock size, Damon was going to have his hands full. Or his mouth rather. His hand rubbed over the bulge in her pants. It felt huge. "You're not hiding a baseball bat in there, right? That's your dick?" Rebecca didn't answer, instead she stripped her shirt off. His tits bounced out. Then she undid the button and unzipped her jean. They slid down her big butt and off. Left in only a pair of little pink panties, Damon didn't know where to look. "That thing is massive!" He reacted to the outline of her cock, clearly visible through the flimsy panties. "Mhm." Rebecca wrapped her hand around it. She'd been leaking pre-cum since they started kissing at the park. Her panties were drenched. "I don't suppose you'd like to get better acquainted with my girl here?" She giggled. Damon reached out to hold it where Rebecca had. He couldn't even get his hand around the shaft. It was warm to the touch. He squeezed it, making Rebecca moan. His fingers looped into the band of her panties and slid them down her thick thighs. She wiggled them off the rest of the way. Rebecca loved his astonished face as he looked up at the beast. He laid out over her legs to see it from every angle. It was huge. A beautiful veiny masterpiece. It stood up proud, the flared mushroom head pointing straight to the ceiling. Her balls stretched down to the bed. Damon thought they must be the size of mangos. He struggled to speak in its presence, "Urm... what... what should I do now with it? Should I try to suck it? It looks too big." Rebecca cocked her head, looking to the side of her cock so she could see Damon. It stretched from his chin all the way to his hair. "Don't you think you should kiss her first? Romance her first." Damon lifted himself up by the elbows, his lips made contact with her cock and kissed the spongy head. Her desire to get into his mouth was overwhelming now. She couldn't play around anymore. Grabbing his head, she pulled him down on her cock. His lips opened around her cock and stretched wide. "Suck it, Damon!" She screamed. He swallowed around it. Trying to keep from choking the whole time, he tugged and pulled on her cock head. Another inch slipped between his lips. His mouth felt wonderful, but Rebecca wasn't satisfied by how much of her meat she could cram into his mouth. She kept a steady hold on his head, and in one move, spun around on the bed. Damon was on his back now. Rebecca was on her knees above him, with her cock still safely tucked away in his mouth. Rebecca eased her knees lower, pressing more of her cock inside his mouth. Her hands held his head. "Your mouth is so good. My girl loves it!" It was difficult at first but became easier to handle for Damon. The initial fear was gone. He concentrated on sucking her off. His tongue ran laps around the textured shaft. She eased more of her cock between his lips. It pressed against the opening of his throat and didn't stop there. Damon thought back to the wonderful blow job she had given him for inspiration. She had taken his entire cock. Rebecca made him feel the most intense pleasure of his life. He was determined to give her the same experience. Tears welled up in his eyes but he persevered as she inched into his tight throat. "Oh Damon. You crazy boy of mine. I can't take it much longer. I'm gonna fill you up with so much cum." He stared up into her eyes. His throat opening to accommodate her thickness. The shaft slid deeper. She humped his face with short strokes. His eyes flicked closed as he felt her size increase. He was so close to her that he could sense she was about to cum. The cock head lodged in his throat swelled even larger. He looked up and saw her eyes were clenched shut. "NOW!" She called out. The cum shot up her balls and boiled through her shaft. In an instant, copious amounts of cum erupted from her cock. Down his throat it went. The sticky cream of Rebecca's making washed down his throat and went straight to his stomach. Her cock was like a fire hydrant and her balls held an unlimited amount of her creamy goodness. Damon didn't mind the taste. The pungent flavor was all Rebecca's and he liked that. There was so much cum that it trailed down his chin. One more shot of cum and Rebecca finally finished spewing. Her cock shrunk just enough to pop out of his throat. Damon's face was bright red. He continued to swallow what he could before Rebecca pulled her cock from his lips. Rebecca fell down next to Damon. A silly smile on her face. Sweet relief. Her sticky cock rested on her thigh, cum dripping down her legs. "She likes you. She really likes you!" Rebecca chuckled, kissing Damon's lips again and again. His face was still covered with cum. She licked it clean. She pulled Damon's head against her breasts. His lips kissed and licked the soft flesh. It felt great to Rebecca. She pressed her tits on his face and encouraged him to twist her nipples. He nibbled and sucked on them too. "So do you like my girl?" She asked him playfully, his face wedged between her tits. "Yesss." He hissed, blowing hot breath on her nipples. "Why don't you just fuck my tits if you like them so much too?" His face lit up from between her breasts, "I can do that?" "You better, you little titty fucker. Come on and straddle them." Damon swung one knee over her so he had one on either side of her. His cock was stiff again. Rebecca stroked it in her hands. "Do we need some cream or something?" He asked. Rebecca responded by grabbing his butt and using that to bring him closer. She bathed his cock in saliva, slurping his dick into her mouth. She scooped up the stray cum from her cock and slapped it onto her tits. "Well, titty fucker? Live up to your name." "I can do that!" Damon pressed his cock into her cleavage. It disappeared into her skin. Her breasts felt like warm silk pillows. Rebecca pressed her tits together, effectively wrapping her tit flesh around his cock. The excess cum worked great as a lubricant. "I think you can do better than that, Damon." Rebecca stuck her tongue out at him. "You might as well get it out now, baby. I'm gonna put you down on the bed after this and fuck you." Damon drove his cock in and out of the crevice between her tits faster and faster. Her wet titty flesh slapped together with each thrust of his cock. "Oh... you are... huh?" He drove his dick into her tits with all his might. "Mmmmmhmm. You better be ready. Just wait until my girl is buried inside you." Rebecca slammed her breasts against Damon's thighs with a thud. "Yeah... well... not before I give you a pearl necklace." Rebecca would have laughed if she hadn't become so concentrated on catching the tip of Damon's cock with her tongue as it came pumping through. Shemale Finds Her Man At The Party The intense pleasure was too much for Damon. One more slide into her breasts set off his orgasm. He and Rebecca both moaned. Strings of cum flowed over her chest. She held her tits tightly pressed on his cock, milking him. Another gush of cum and he cried out, his cock too sensitive to take it. She scooped the tasty liquid off her chest and sucked her fingers clean. Rebecca was promised a pearl necklace, but in reality, all she got was a few pearls. Damon was going to learn just how fast her balls refilled. She was as hard as ever and horny enough to keep fucking all night. She patted his back. Rebecca grabbed a pillow and put it down in the middle of the bed. She pointed to it and told him to lay on top of it on his back. Damon did as she said. Rebecca lifted his legs onto her strong shoulders. This was the first good look Rebecca had at his ass. His sweet cheeks looked delicious. Damon's little anus was so vulnerable and so fuckable there. She worked up a glob of spit and planted it on his anal ring. Rebecca rubbed the pre-cum that leaked from her tip down her shaft. "Tell me you want it." His little butt wiggled and he looked up into her eyes, "I want you, Rebecca. I want to feel all of you inside me." "Me too. A million times over." With that, Rebecca pressed her cock against the entrance of his asshole. She saw his face contort. Her cock head just barely managed to stuff inside the tight hole with a snap of her hips. "It's so fucking big." He said through clenched teeth. "So fucking tight." She told him. She advanced deeper into the tight hole. Pleasure radiated throughout her entire body. Her cock had never been this hard, never this sensitive. Damon felt her pulsing cock inside him. Rebecca held his legs tightly, filling him with her hard cock. The last inches disappeared inside him. His chest rose and fell fast. This massive cock had pumped all the way to the core inside him. Rebecca, gently at first, humped his butt. The tender walls of his ass gripped her cock. Her need became stronger. Her approach less gentle. She withdraw half of her embedded cock and then thrust it all back into him. Her big balls plowed against his backside. "This is incredible! Your fucking ass... is so tight, Damon." Her cock slammed to the hilt inside him. He tried to speak but could only let out a moan of pleasure instead. Rebecca bent his legs down lower and leaned down to kiss his lips. His arms wrapped around her, his hands digging into her back. Rebecca's long hair swept down around them. Their mouths crashing together. Rebecca's hips launched forward and drove her cock even deeper inside him. His ass clung to her every thrust, making the incredible tightness of his ass increase and contract around her massive shaft. He kissed and licked her chin while she moaned out to him. Her eyes were closed. Every ounce of strength in her bull of a body was concentrated on hammering his insides. "Damn... your ass is... FUCK!" She pounded his ass. The pleasure was so intense that the only reason she'd lasted this long was because she'd cum in his mouth earlier. She couldn't hold out much longer. The pressure was mounting. Each merciless thrust brought her an inch closer. Damon winced and moaned under her, enjoying every pulse of her cock. It grew bigger and swelled stiffer. Rebecca managed to drag her lips off of his long enough to say, "I can't hold it in! I'm gonna BLOW!" Volleys of her sticky fluid gushed out. They hugged close while Rebecca cried out in ecstasy. The cum filled his small passage, excesses dripping out onto the bed. She filled and filled him. Rebecca's balls released every drop. Tears were streaming down both of their faces. The intensity of Rebecca's orgasm rocked both of them. Rebecca finally put Damon's legs down. They were shaking and so were hers. Her cock fell from his ass. She collapsed on top of him. Her heaving breasts of quivering flesh digging into his chest. Neither one of them could move even if they wanted to. Neither had any place they'd rather be. Damon didn't even know if he could drive home after this. It didn't matter. Rebecca would take care of him. "Thank you, Damon. That was perfect. Better than perfect." She kissed him. "Mhm, it was." He caught his breath. "Hopefully I won't have to wait too long for my turn." His hands dug into the flesh of her ample ass. She giggled, "Don't worry. You'll get it and more. Just remember I'm the top in this relationship. You're mine."