Discovering Rachel
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It was the first day of my senior year in high school. As I sat in the cafeteria and looked around I noticed how not much had changed over the years except that we had all gotten older. The same kids hung out with the same kids. It seemed the cliques that formed in grade school had stood the test of time.
I was as guilty as the rest of them. I was still hanging out with the same lunk heads that I hung out with in first grade. The more I looked around I began to think that I was missing out on something. Maybe I needed a change of scenery so to speak. I needed to find some new people to hang out with or at least make some new friends.
As I glanced around the cafeteria I noticed Rachel sitting at the end of the table all by herself. She transferred here in my junior year and didn’t make friends with any of the other girls in my class or in any other class for that matter.
They all said she was strange. Aren’t we all strange in some way or another? But maybe they were right. Rachel always seemed to dress the same. She wore skirts all the time and never one above the knees. And her little anklet socks and flat shoes were her trademark.
She wore thick rimmed glasses and no make-up that I could tell. I really never looked at her that closely until today. I watched her as she ate. Looking past her glasses and long hair that always hung around her face, I noticed that she had quite attractive features. I wondered why she never wore make-up or tried a new look.
She never participated in gym class. She sat alone at the side of the gym and read or scribbled in her notebook. I often wondered what she was writing or reading.
Just then she looked up and caught me staring at her. She quickly looked back down at her tray. I looked away as well, but I knew she saw me staring at her. When I glanced back up at her, I saw her looking over the top of her glasses my way. This was my chance to do something different this year.
I got up from my chair and carried my tray over to where Rachel was sitting. She saw me approaching and looked down as I got closer.
“Do you mind if I sit here?” I asked.
She didn’t look up. She knew who it was. Rachel just nodded and motioned towards the chair beside her. By now most of the other kids in the cafeteria were watching what I was doing. They all began whispering to each other. I noticed some of the senior girls giggling and making faces at each other. I didn’t let that bother me.
“Rachel. It is Rachel?” I questioned her about her name.
“Yes, I’m Rachel,” she replied almost in a whisper.
I think that was the first time I had ever heard her speak. She had quite a lovely voice.
“Hi. I’m,” I tried to speak.
Before I could finish she said, “I know who you are Michael. Why did you want to sit here?”
Wow, I never expected that question. I stuttered thinking of a good answer. Then I decided to just tell her the truth.
“Well, this is our last year here and I wanted to meet some new people. I’ve been hanging out with the same people for years. It’s about time I make new friends,” I replied.
“You want to be my friend?” she asked with in a suspicious tone.
“Yes, very much if you don’t mind,” I said.
“No, I don’t mind at all. I really don’t have any friends here. It would be nice to have someone to talk to,” she replied with a cautious smile.
I felt kind of sad when she said she had no friends. She had been there a year. I couldn’t imagine having no friends and no one to talk to.
We talked for about fifteen minutes until the bell for the next class sounded. Well, I guess I talked most of the time. She really didn’t say much. When she got up to leave I took her tray for her. She smiled at me and nodded her head. She was quite pretty when she smiled. I smiled back and headed off to class.
The next few days we would smile and exchange greetings as we passed in the hallways. If we were headed the same way I would walk with her to her class. We got lots of looks from the other kids but I didn’t mind.
As the weeks passed she began to talk more to me, she even laughed once in the cafeteria and everyone looked at her in amazement. The more we hung out together, the more I was becoming attracted to her, not just as a friend, but sexually attracted to her.
Her voice was very soft and sexy. And when she laughed it made me feel good inside. She had such an addictive laugh. You just had to feel good when you heard her. One day as we were walking to class, she whispered to me that she was so happy that I had asked her to be friends. Then she touched my hand. I instinctively held on to her hand as we walked down the hallway.
I noticed she was smiling as she walked. I think everyone who passed us noticed it too. They had never seen Rachel smile before. I felt incredible inside to be with her. She squeezed my hand as she let go and headed into her classroom.
“Wait for me after school. Okay?” she whispered in my ear.
“Sure. I’ll wait for you,” I said smiling.
The whole next class all I could think about was meeting Rachel after school. I wondered why she wanted me to wait for her. I guess I would soon find out.
Some of the senior girls watched as Rachel walked past her bus and headed towards the parking lot where I was waiting for her. She had a huge smile on her face as she saw me. It hit me then just how beautiful she really was despite all her attempts to make herself look plain.
“Can you give me a ride home?” she asked excitedly.
I was shocked. She had never accepted my offer for a ride home before. I had assumed she wasn’t allowed to accept rides.
“Sure. I’d be happy to take you home,” I replied with the same excited tone.
I walked her to my car and opened the passenger door for her. As she slid in I got a little glimpse of her leg above the knee for the first time. I found myself staring at it. She had very sexy legs. I smiled and closed the door.
“I live on High street,” Rachel said pointing me in the direction of her home.
“I know where you live Rachel. I’ve driven by your house quite a few times hoping to see you,” I answered.
“You have?” she asked as she gave me an inquisitive glance.
“Yes. In fact I’ve driven by a lot of times,” I replied.
As we approached her house, she pointed out which one it was. It was a modest house, nothing fancy. I was sure her parents were not well to do people. In fact I didn’t even know what her parents did for a living.
“Just pull over here,” she said pointing to a spot under a huge tree.
“Why did you want me to drive you home today?” I asked curiously.
“Well. I was wondering. There is the dance Saturday night and girls are supposed to invite guys. I was wondering if you would like to go with me?” she asked shyly.
“I’d love to go with you,” I replied quickly.
Before I could say another word, she gave a little yell. She then slid across the seat and kissed me on the cheek.
“Thank you so much, Michael.”
She was smiling ear to ear. Damn, she looked so beautiful when she smiled.
“You don’t have to thank me Rachel. I am honored that you asked me.”
She gave me another kiss on the cheek and then hopped out and ran into her house. She seemed as thrilled and excited as I was. I couldn’t wait until Saturday night.
All I could think about the rest of the week in school was going to the dance with Rachel. And then it was Saturday night, dance time. I was never so nervous about a date before in my life. I wanted this to be a perfect night for Rachel.
I parked in front of Rachel’s house and went up to the door. I looked for a doorbell but there wasn’t any. So I knocked on the door. A tall slim woman opened the door.
“You must be Michael. Rachel has told me so much about you. I’m Caroline, Rachel’s mother,” she said extending her hand to me.
“It’s very nice to meet you Mrs. Collins,” I replied as she shook my hand.
“Please, call me Caroline. Rachel will be down in just a moment. Please come in,” she said as she motioned towards the living room.
“Thank you,” I said as I sat on a small chair in the corner of the room.
I looked around the house. It was also modest inside, but very neat and clean. I had no idea what to talk to her mom about.
“You have a very nice home Mrs. Collins. I mean Caroline.”
“Thank you, Michael.”
I heard Rachel at the top of the stairs. She had rescued me. I looked up as she walked down the steps. Was that really Rachel? She looked incredible. Her hair was pulled back and she didn’t have her glasses on. Her skirt was still long but she had heels on and the calves of her legs looked so sexy. I just stood there with my mouth open staring at her as she came down the steps.
“Wow,” was all that came out of my mouth.
Rachel giggled. “You really think I look okay?”
“Okay? You look incredible,” I said as I looked her up and down.
She hugged me and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
“Thanks. I just got the contacts today, so if I run into things you’ll know why,” she said as she motioned with her arms.
I couldn’t believe how beautiful she looked. I just stared at her as she hugged her mom goodbye. I was going to have the hottest girl at the dance.
When we arrived at the dance it seemed everyone stopped and stared as we walked in. I know they were all looking at Rachel. I guess they didn’t think of her as being so weird anymore. I was so proud to be with her that night.
We sat and talked a while as the songs played. Then she held out her hand and led me to the dance floor when a slow song came on.
“I’m not a good dancer, so you will have to show me what to do,” she said as she leaned against me.
“I’m not a pro, but I think we can both handle this slow song,” I replied.
I had danced with quite a few girls before, but I had never felt the way I did when I held Rachel in my arms. Everything seemed so right. It was like we were made for each other. She put her head on my upper chest and leaned against me. I held her tight. We swayed slowly to the music. I was hoping the song would never end. But it did and when it was over we walked back and sat down.
She kept holding my hand as we talked. I was falling in love with her. The sound of her voice and the way she looked at me was melting my heart. I think she was feeling the same way.
As we talked she told me her dad had left when she was just four years old. She didn’t remember much about him. It had just been her mom and her since then. I listened as she told me about all the times they had moved over the years and how she had never had any real friends.
I held her hand tight as she spoke. Then another slow song started to play. She smiled and pulled me onto the dance floor.
Instantly her head went to my chest. Both her arms were around me. She held me as tight as she could. I put my arms around her and held just as tight. She looked up at me and smiled. We kissed. That was our first kiss on the lips. I thought our lips would melt together. It was the most incredible kiss I had ever felt.
I could feel myself becoming aroused. As we continued to kiss I could feel my excitement growing in my pants. Just then she pulled away.
“Oh my God. Did she fell my hard-on pressing against her?”
We finished the dance with a little gap between us. I kept wondering if my arousal had caused her to pull away. I couldn’t help it. That kiss was too much to resist. The dance ended and we sat down again.
She didn’t seem as talkative as she had been. I asked her if something was wrong. She smiled and said no. But she wasn’t feeling so well and could we go home.
She held my hand as we walked to the car. The fresh air seemed to make her feel a little better.
“I’m sorry, Michael. I just had to get out of there,” she said with a tear in her eye.
“Don’t worry about it. I was ready to leave anyway,” I reassured her.
She smiled and kissed me again. I guess I didn’t have anything to worry about. Maybe it wasn’t my hard-on that caused her to want to leave.
We arrived at her house and talked a bit on the porch. She pulled me close and we kissed again. I tried to fight my arousal but it didn’t do any good. I began to get an enormous hard-on. I could feel it pressing hard against her. She didn’t back away at first. But as the kiss continued and my cock grew harder, she pushed herself away.
“I’m sorry, Rachel. I just get so excited when we kiss,” I tried to explain.
“It’s okay, Michael. It’s not your fault,” she replied as she touched my arm.
We said goodnight and I drove home slowly. I kept wondering if it was my hard-on that caused her to back away. What else could it have been?
When I got home, my mom said that Rachel had called and asked that I call her when I got home. It was late but I called. She answered right away.
“Michael, I don’t want you to think you did anything wrong tonight. You were great. I couldn’t have asked for a better date. It was me. I can’t tell you about it now, but could you please come over tomorrow evening? My mom is going to a church meeting and I need to talk to you alone,” she explained.
“Sure. I’ll be over around seven if that’s okay?” I answered in a curious tone.
“That’s fine. Thank you, Michael. Goodnight and thanks again for a wonderful evening,” Rachel said in her soft sweet voice.
“Goodnight, Rachel. I had a wonderful time too.”
I couldn’t sleep at all that night. I kept wondering what in the hell was wrong with her that she had to tell me when we were alone.
Sunday seemed to frag on forever. Finally it was 6:45 and I headed to Rachel’s house. I had no idea what to expect.
I knocked and Rachel let me in. She pulled me close and kissed me more passionately than she had the night before. I knew what was going to happen but once again I had no control over it. My cock grew fast as her lips held tight to mine.
She walked me backwards towards the couch. She sat down and pulled me on top of her. I was going to ask what she wanted to talk about, but that could wait.
We kissed passionately. I was becoming so aroused that my instincts took over. My hands began to slide down her arms and around her back. Soon they were around her ass and I was pulling her tight to me. She was breathing heavy and she began sucking my bottom lip into her mouth. I had no resistance left at all. One hand slid from her ass to her top. Fumbling, I managed to open a few buttons. She offered no resistance. She didn’t have large tits so she wasn’t wearing a bra.
When my hand first touched her warm flesh I thought I was going to cum in my pants. Then I slid my hand upward and felt her hard nipple. I rolled it between my thrum and forefinger. She moaned softly. I did the same with her other nipple. My cock was throbbing in my pants.
Slowly I pushed open her top and revealed her tits. They were fabulous. Small and firm with nipples like two dark cherries. I leaned forward to take one of them between my lips. She moaned even louder.
“Mmmmm,” Rachel moaned.
I began gently sucking her left nipple in and out of my mouth. It felt so warm against my lips. Licking it gently I moved to the right nipple and sucked it as well. She was holding me close to her, almost guiding my mouth from nipple to nipple.
I began to slide the hand I had on her ass around to the front of her. She pushed me away quickly, just as she had on the dance floor.
“I’m sorry, Michael,” she said with a startled look on her face.
“Don’t be sorry, Rachel. I was getting out of line,” I apologized.
“No. It’s not that. I want to go all the way with you. It’s just. Well. I’m not sure how to say this,” she said timidly.
“Just say it, Rachel. You can tell me anything,” I assured her.
“Michael, I’m different from the girls you are used to, very different,” Rachel said bluntly.
“Yes you are, Rachel. You are very different. That’s why I like you so much,” I replied.
“Thank you, Michael. But I mean I’m really different. Physically different. I’m a hermaphrodite,” she stated.
“A hermaphro-what?” I asked in a questioning tone.
“A hermaphrodite. I have male and female sex organs. I have a vagina and a penis,” Rachel explained.
I think my jaw dropped to my lap. I had no idea what to say next. I remember hearing that term before but who ever thought I’d meet anyone like that. No wonder she didn’t want me going any farther. What a surprised little fellow I would have been.
“You have both? And they both work?” I questioned.
“Yes. And yes, in all the ways they are supposed to work,” she said.
“Wow. I mean, I would never have guessed in a million years,” I said shaking my head.
“Well, now you know. And if you want to leave I don’t blame you. That’s why my dad left us. He said he didn’t want to live with a freak of nature,” she told me in a shaky voice.
I could see the tears welling up in her eyes. How could someone tell their own daughter something like that. No wonder she had been so quiet and shy in school. She had a secret she wanted no one to know about. And yet, now I knew. And what I do now will make all the difference in her life and mine.
“I’m so sorry he left you Rachel. But, I’m not your dad. I’m not going anywhere. I have feelings you because of who you are, not what you are. I admit I am a bit shocked at what you just told me. But it doesn’t change the way I feel about you,” I said as I held her hand.
She slid across the couch into my arms and hugged me tighter than I’ve ever been hugged before.
“Thank you, Michael for being so understanding,” she replied as she wiped the tears from her eyes.
“No problem. But, it is going to take a bit of time for me to understand all what this means. We are going to have to work through this together. I may have lots of questions,” I said smiling.
We both laughed.
“I’m sure you do have lots of questions. I want to answer all of them. I don’t want to have any secrets between us,” Rachel said as she leaned towards me.
She kissed me again.
“So you actually have a cock?” I asked bluntly.
That was a question I never imagined myself asking one of my dates.
“Yes, I do,” she replied.
I didn’t respond right away. Rachel took my hand and slid it up under her skirt. I felt a bulge in her panties. At first I was reluctant to feel it. I had never felt another person’s cock before.
“Don’t worry, it won’t break,” she giggled.
She rubbed my hand against her cock. I could feel it becoming firmer as she rubbed. I wanted to move my hand but something kept from doing that. I began to rub it myself. Soon it was fully erect and very hard. I couldn’t believe I was fondling a cock until it became hard.
She moaned softly as I continued to rub her cock. It seemed so surreal to be looking at her luscious tits while I was rubbing her hard cock. It was something I had never dreamed I would ever be doing.
“So where’s your pussy?” I asked hesitantly.
“It’s at the base of my cock. My balls are inside of me. They don’t hang down like yours,” Rachel explained.
“So your pussy is right under the shaft of your cock?” I questioned her.
“Well, not right under it. But it’s just below it,” she said.
I sat and tried to take in all what I was being told. I knew she could tell by the look on my face I had a lot more questions.
“And you say they both work in all the ways they are supposed to work?” I asked in a non-believing tone.
“Yes, they work just as they are supposed to,” she assured me.
“So you can actually have orgasms with both?” I asked very curiously.
“Yes I can. Actually I could have gotten myself pregnant if I had not had my tubes tied. I thought that was best since the doctor said if I had kids they had a higher chance of being like me. I didn’t want that for anyone,” she said calmly.
All kinds of images were going through my head about this time.
“You could actually screw yourself?” I asked with a smirk.
“Not really. I mean I can stick my cock in my pussy when it’s soft or semi-erect. But when it gets hard I can’t bend it enough to actually have sex with myself,” she explained.
I smiled to myself at the thought of her knowing that. She must have tried if she knew she couldn’t. I thought I didn’t need to ask any more about that particular process.
“You cum from both of them?” I had to know.
“Yes. I cum from both,” she replied.
“Have you ever come from both at the same time?” I continued to ask questions.
“I have two hands, don’t I?” she said giggling.
We both laughed again. Instead of it being an awkward conversation she was making it easy for me to ask her things and understand more about her condition. I was becoming more at ease as I learned more about how it affected her.
“Have you ever had sex with anyone?” I asked.
“No. You will be my first time,” she said in her soft sexy voice.
I will be her first. She was actually planning on having sex with me. I could feel my cock pulse in my boxers.
“At the dance, when you stopped me. Did you do that because you could feel my cock pressing against you?” I questioned her.
“No. I did it because I didn’t want you to feel mine pressing against you,” she said blushing.
She then leaned over and began kissing me passionately once more. Even though I knew she had a cock I still considered her all female. And I was so very attracted to her that it didn’t bother me at all that she had a cock. It was also extremely arousing to know I gave her a hard-on by just kissing her on the dance floor. We could have rubbed our hard cocks against one another.
As we kissed, I could feel my cock growing larger by the second. I wondered if hers was becoming hard as well. I slid my hand back under her skirt. Sure enough, her cock was as hard as mine. I kissed her more passionately and slid my tongue deep into her mouth. She responded my sucking my tongue and sliding her hand between my legs. We were fondling each other’s cocks as we kissed. That was a first for me.
She pushed me away as she slid her skirt off. I could see a bulge in her pink panties. It startled me at first, but then she began sliding my pants off and I forgot all about what thoughts I had. She rubbed my cock through my boxers.
“It’s nice to finally feel a cock that’s not my own,” Rachel whispered.
I reached down and rubbed her hard cock.
We continued to kiss and rub each other’s cocks. Hers grew in my hand until it felt as large as my own. I wasn’t sure how I felt knowing my girlfriend’s cock was as big as mine. I was anxious to slide her panties off and get a look at it.
Rachel pulled down the top of my boxers and let my cock spring out. I could feel the coolness of the air on it. And then I felt her warm smooth fingers wrap around it. We both moaned. Returning the favor, I pulled her panties down and revealed her throbbing cock for the first time. I was impressed. It was quite large, smooth and quite attractive.
We continued kissing and stroking each other’s cocks. I would steal glances at hers as I would slide my hand up and down it. It felt almost the same as when I held my own hard cock in my hands. I thought to myself how nice it was that we both had pretty much the same size cocks.
She slid her fingers over my tip. My pre-cum coated my tip as her fingers slid all around it. I responded with the same movement on hers. Her tip was wet as well. It so much reminded me of when I would masturbate. But this time it wasn’t my cock I was jerking off. It was my girlfriends.
We continued kissing and jerking each other off. At times it felt as if I were jerking myself off. I had to keep reminding myself that she was doing me as I did her. A quick glance at her tits reminded me that she was very much a woman.
I knew I was about to reach the point of no return with her jerking me off. I was hoping she was at the same point of arousal as I was. I could feel her cock pulsing in my hand. I knew she had to be close.
“Are you ready, Michael? I can’t wait any longer,” she asked breathlessly.
“Oh yea. I’m ready. I’m ready to explode,” I replied excitedly.
“Mmmmm,” she moaned softly. “Let’s cum together.”
A few more strokes and I felt her cock pulse wildly in my hands. Her back arched and I felt her cum flowing through her cock. I watched my hand slide up and down her cock as her creamy load spurted out onto my leg. At the same time I felt my own cock erupt in her hands. My cum shot out and hit her in the chest.
We kept pumping each other’s cocks as load after load of cum landed on different parts of our bodies. I had no idea who’s cum was going where. All I knew was that I had never felt anything like that in my life.
We were both panting as our last loads of cum spurted out. I looked at her as we milked each other’s cocks dry. We kissed passionately. I could feel her cock softening in my hand. Mine was becoming limp as well.
We both slid our thumbs over one another’s tips and wiped off the last remaining droplets of cum from each other.
“Wow.” Rachel sighed as she leaned back on the couch.
“Yea. Wow for sure,” I replied as I sighed as well.
“See. I told you it works just like it’s supposed too,” Rachel said smiling.
We both laughed.
Then we heard a car pulling up the driveway. Her mom was back from church. Quickly we got dressed and turned on the television.
I chatted with the both of them for a few minutes and then kissed Rachel goodnight as I headed for home.
I didn’t get as good a look at her cock as I would have liked. I did know it was quite large and felt amazing in my hands. The closer look would have to wait. My adventure with Rachel was just beginning.
I was as guilty as the rest of them. I was still hanging out with the same lunk heads that I hung out with in first grade. The more I looked around I began to think that I was missing out on something. Maybe I needed a change of scenery so to speak. I needed to find some new people to hang out with or at least make some new friends.
As I glanced around the cafeteria I noticed Rachel sitting at the end of the table all by herself. She transferred here in my junior year and didn’t make friends with any of the other girls in my class or in any other class for that matter.
They all said she was strange. Aren’t we all strange in some way or another? But maybe they were right. Rachel always seemed to dress the same. She wore skirts all the time and never one above the knees. And her little anklet socks and flat shoes were her trademark.
She wore thick rimmed glasses and no make-up that I could tell. I really never looked at her that closely until today. I watched her as she ate. Looking past her glasses and long hair that always hung around her face, I noticed that she had quite attractive features. I wondered why she never wore make-up or tried a new look.
She never participated in gym class. She sat alone at the side of the gym and read or scribbled in her notebook. I often wondered what she was writing or reading.
Just then she looked up and caught me staring at her. She quickly looked back down at her tray. I looked away as well, but I knew she saw me staring at her. When I glanced back up at her, I saw her looking over the top of her glasses my way. This was my chance to do something different this year.
I got up from my chair and carried my tray over to where Rachel was sitting. She saw me approaching and looked down as I got closer.
“Do you mind if I sit here?” I asked.
She didn’t look up. She knew who it was. Rachel just nodded and motioned towards the chair beside her. By now most of the other kids in the cafeteria were watching what I was doing. They all began whispering to each other. I noticed some of the senior girls giggling and making faces at each other. I didn’t let that bother me.
“Rachel. It is Rachel?” I questioned her about her name.
“Yes, I’m Rachel,” she replied almost in a whisper.
I think that was the first time I had ever heard her speak. She had quite a lovely voice.
“Hi. I’m,” I tried to speak.
Before I could finish she said, “I know who you are Michael. Why did you want to sit here?”
Wow, I never expected that question. I stuttered thinking of a good answer. Then I decided to just tell her the truth.
“Well, this is our last year here and I wanted to meet some new people. I’ve been hanging out with the same people for years. It’s about time I make new friends,” I replied.
“You want to be my friend?” she asked with in a suspicious tone.
“Yes, very much if you don’t mind,” I said.
“No, I don’t mind at all. I really don’t have any friends here. It would be nice to have someone to talk to,” she replied with a cautious smile.
I felt kind of sad when she said she had no friends. She had been there a year. I couldn’t imagine having no friends and no one to talk to.
We talked for about fifteen minutes until the bell for the next class sounded. Well, I guess I talked most of the time. She really didn’t say much. When she got up to leave I took her tray for her. She smiled at me and nodded her head. She was quite pretty when she smiled. I smiled back and headed off to class.
The next few days we would smile and exchange greetings as we passed in the hallways. If we were headed the same way I would walk with her to her class. We got lots of looks from the other kids but I didn’t mind.
As the weeks passed she began to talk more to me, she even laughed once in the cafeteria and everyone looked at her in amazement. The more we hung out together, the more I was becoming attracted to her, not just as a friend, but sexually attracted to her.
Her voice was very soft and sexy. And when she laughed it made me feel good inside. She had such an addictive laugh. You just had to feel good when you heard her. One day as we were walking to class, she whispered to me that she was so happy that I had asked her to be friends. Then she touched my hand. I instinctively held on to her hand as we walked down the hallway.
I noticed she was smiling as she walked. I think everyone who passed us noticed it too. They had never seen Rachel smile before. I felt incredible inside to be with her. She squeezed my hand as she let go and headed into her classroom.
“Wait for me after school. Okay?” she whispered in my ear.
“Sure. I’ll wait for you,” I said smiling.
The whole next class all I could think about was meeting Rachel after school. I wondered why she wanted me to wait for her. I guess I would soon find out.
Some of the senior girls watched as Rachel walked past her bus and headed towards the parking lot where I was waiting for her. She had a huge smile on her face as she saw me. It hit me then just how beautiful she really was despite all her attempts to make herself look plain.
“Can you give me a ride home?” she asked excitedly.
I was shocked. She had never accepted my offer for a ride home before. I had assumed she wasn’t allowed to accept rides.
“Sure. I’d be happy to take you home,” I replied with the same excited tone.
I walked her to my car and opened the passenger door for her. As she slid in I got a little glimpse of her leg above the knee for the first time. I found myself staring at it. She had very sexy legs. I smiled and closed the door.
“I live on High street,” Rachel said pointing me in the direction of her home.
“I know where you live Rachel. I’ve driven by your house quite a few times hoping to see you,” I answered.
“You have?” she asked as she gave me an inquisitive glance.
“Yes. In fact I’ve driven by a lot of times,” I replied.
As we approached her house, she pointed out which one it was. It was a modest house, nothing fancy. I was sure her parents were not well to do people. In fact I didn’t even know what her parents did for a living.
“Just pull over here,” she said pointing to a spot under a huge tree.
“Why did you want me to drive you home today?” I asked curiously.
“Well. I was wondering. There is the dance Saturday night and girls are supposed to invite guys. I was wondering if you would like to go with me?” she asked shyly.
“I’d love to go with you,” I replied quickly.
Before I could say another word, she gave a little yell. She then slid across the seat and kissed me on the cheek.
“Thank you so much, Michael.”
She was smiling ear to ear. Damn, she looked so beautiful when she smiled.
“You don’t have to thank me Rachel. I am honored that you asked me.”
She gave me another kiss on the cheek and then hopped out and ran into her house. She seemed as thrilled and excited as I was. I couldn’t wait until Saturday night.
All I could think about the rest of the week in school was going to the dance with Rachel. And then it was Saturday night, dance time. I was never so nervous about a date before in my life. I wanted this to be a perfect night for Rachel.
I parked in front of Rachel’s house and went up to the door. I looked for a doorbell but there wasn’t any. So I knocked on the door. A tall slim woman opened the door.
“You must be Michael. Rachel has told me so much about you. I’m Caroline, Rachel’s mother,” she said extending her hand to me.
“It’s very nice to meet you Mrs. Collins,” I replied as she shook my hand.
“Please, call me Caroline. Rachel will be down in just a moment. Please come in,” she said as she motioned towards the living room.
“Thank you,” I said as I sat on a small chair in the corner of the room.
I looked around the house. It was also modest inside, but very neat and clean. I had no idea what to talk to her mom about.
“You have a very nice home Mrs. Collins. I mean Caroline.”
“Thank you, Michael.”
I heard Rachel at the top of the stairs. She had rescued me. I looked up as she walked down the steps. Was that really Rachel? She looked incredible. Her hair was pulled back and she didn’t have her glasses on. Her skirt was still long but she had heels on and the calves of her legs looked so sexy. I just stood there with my mouth open staring at her as she came down the steps.
“Wow,” was all that came out of my mouth.
Rachel giggled. “You really think I look okay?”
“Okay? You look incredible,” I said as I looked her up and down.
She hugged me and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
“Thanks. I just got the contacts today, so if I run into things you’ll know why,” she said as she motioned with her arms.
I couldn’t believe how beautiful she looked. I just stared at her as she hugged her mom goodbye. I was going to have the hottest girl at the dance.
When we arrived at the dance it seemed everyone stopped and stared as we walked in. I know they were all looking at Rachel. I guess they didn’t think of her as being so weird anymore. I was so proud to be with her that night.
We sat and talked a while as the songs played. Then she held out her hand and led me to the dance floor when a slow song came on.
“I’m not a good dancer, so you will have to show me what to do,” she said as she leaned against me.
“I’m not a pro, but I think we can both handle this slow song,” I replied.
I had danced with quite a few girls before, but I had never felt the way I did when I held Rachel in my arms. Everything seemed so right. It was like we were made for each other. She put her head on my upper chest and leaned against me. I held her tight. We swayed slowly to the music. I was hoping the song would never end. But it did and when it was over we walked back and sat down.
She kept holding my hand as we talked. I was falling in love with her. The sound of her voice and the way she looked at me was melting my heart. I think she was feeling the same way.
As we talked she told me her dad had left when she was just four years old. She didn’t remember much about him. It had just been her mom and her since then. I listened as she told me about all the times they had moved over the years and how she had never had any real friends.
I held her hand tight as she spoke. Then another slow song started to play. She smiled and pulled me onto the dance floor.
Instantly her head went to my chest. Both her arms were around me. She held me as tight as she could. I put my arms around her and held just as tight. She looked up at me and smiled. We kissed. That was our first kiss on the lips. I thought our lips would melt together. It was the most incredible kiss I had ever felt.
I could feel myself becoming aroused. As we continued to kiss I could feel my excitement growing in my pants. Just then she pulled away.
“Oh my God. Did she fell my hard-on pressing against her?”
We finished the dance with a little gap between us. I kept wondering if my arousal had caused her to pull away. I couldn’t help it. That kiss was too much to resist. The dance ended and we sat down again.
She didn’t seem as talkative as she had been. I asked her if something was wrong. She smiled and said no. But she wasn’t feeling so well and could we go home.
She held my hand as we walked to the car. The fresh air seemed to make her feel a little better.
“I’m sorry, Michael. I just had to get out of there,” she said with a tear in her eye.
“Don’t worry about it. I was ready to leave anyway,” I reassured her.
She smiled and kissed me again. I guess I didn’t have anything to worry about. Maybe it wasn’t my hard-on that caused her to want to leave.
We arrived at her house and talked a bit on the porch. She pulled me close and we kissed again. I tried to fight my arousal but it didn’t do any good. I began to get an enormous hard-on. I could feel it pressing hard against her. She didn’t back away at first. But as the kiss continued and my cock grew harder, she pushed herself away.
“I’m sorry, Rachel. I just get so excited when we kiss,” I tried to explain.
“It’s okay, Michael. It’s not your fault,” she replied as she touched my arm.
We said goodnight and I drove home slowly. I kept wondering if it was my hard-on that caused her to back away. What else could it have been?
When I got home, my mom said that Rachel had called and asked that I call her when I got home. It was late but I called. She answered right away.
“Michael, I don’t want you to think you did anything wrong tonight. You were great. I couldn’t have asked for a better date. It was me. I can’t tell you about it now, but could you please come over tomorrow evening? My mom is going to a church meeting and I need to talk to you alone,” she explained.
“Sure. I’ll be over around seven if that’s okay?” I answered in a curious tone.
“That’s fine. Thank you, Michael. Goodnight and thanks again for a wonderful evening,” Rachel said in her soft sweet voice.
“Goodnight, Rachel. I had a wonderful time too.”
I couldn’t sleep at all that night. I kept wondering what in the hell was wrong with her that she had to tell me when we were alone.
Sunday seemed to frag on forever. Finally it was 6:45 and I headed to Rachel’s house. I had no idea what to expect.
I knocked and Rachel let me in. She pulled me close and kissed me more passionately than she had the night before. I knew what was going to happen but once again I had no control over it. My cock grew fast as her lips held tight to mine.
She walked me backwards towards the couch. She sat down and pulled me on top of her. I was going to ask what she wanted to talk about, but that could wait.
We kissed passionately. I was becoming so aroused that my instincts took over. My hands began to slide down her arms and around her back. Soon they were around her ass and I was pulling her tight to me. She was breathing heavy and she began sucking my bottom lip into her mouth. I had no resistance left at all. One hand slid from her ass to her top. Fumbling, I managed to open a few buttons. She offered no resistance. She didn’t have large tits so she wasn’t wearing a bra.
When my hand first touched her warm flesh I thought I was going to cum in my pants. Then I slid my hand upward and felt her hard nipple. I rolled it between my thrum and forefinger. She moaned softly. I did the same with her other nipple. My cock was throbbing in my pants.
Slowly I pushed open her top and revealed her tits. They were fabulous. Small and firm with nipples like two dark cherries. I leaned forward to take one of them between my lips. She moaned even louder.
“Mmmmm,” Rachel moaned.
I began gently sucking her left nipple in and out of my mouth. It felt so warm against my lips. Licking it gently I moved to the right nipple and sucked it as well. She was holding me close to her, almost guiding my mouth from nipple to nipple.
I began to slide the hand I had on her ass around to the front of her. She pushed me away quickly, just as she had on the dance floor.
“I’m sorry, Michael,” she said with a startled look on her face.
“Don’t be sorry, Rachel. I was getting out of line,” I apologized.
“No. It’s not that. I want to go all the way with you. It’s just. Well. I’m not sure how to say this,” she said timidly.
“Just say it, Rachel. You can tell me anything,” I assured her.
“Michael, I’m different from the girls you are used to, very different,” Rachel said bluntly.
“Yes you are, Rachel. You are very different. That’s why I like you so much,” I replied.
“Thank you, Michael. But I mean I’m really different. Physically different. I’m a hermaphrodite,” she stated.
“A hermaphro-what?” I asked in a questioning tone.
“A hermaphrodite. I have male and female sex organs. I have a vagina and a penis,” Rachel explained.
I think my jaw dropped to my lap. I had no idea what to say next. I remember hearing that term before but who ever thought I’d meet anyone like that. No wonder she didn’t want me going any farther. What a surprised little fellow I would have been.
“You have both? And they both work?” I questioned.
“Yes. And yes, in all the ways they are supposed to work,” she said.
“Wow. I mean, I would never have guessed in a million years,” I said shaking my head.
“Well, now you know. And if you want to leave I don’t blame you. That’s why my dad left us. He said he didn’t want to live with a freak of nature,” she told me in a shaky voice.
I could see the tears welling up in her eyes. How could someone tell their own daughter something like that. No wonder she had been so quiet and shy in school. She had a secret she wanted no one to know about. And yet, now I knew. And what I do now will make all the difference in her life and mine.
“I’m so sorry he left you Rachel. But, I’m not your dad. I’m not going anywhere. I have feelings you because of who you are, not what you are. I admit I am a bit shocked at what you just told me. But it doesn’t change the way I feel about you,” I said as I held her hand.
She slid across the couch into my arms and hugged me tighter than I’ve ever been hugged before.
“Thank you, Michael for being so understanding,” she replied as she wiped the tears from her eyes.
“No problem. But, it is going to take a bit of time for me to understand all what this means. We are going to have to work through this together. I may have lots of questions,” I said smiling.
We both laughed.
“I’m sure you do have lots of questions. I want to answer all of them. I don’t want to have any secrets between us,” Rachel said as she leaned towards me.
She kissed me again.
“So you actually have a cock?” I asked bluntly.
That was a question I never imagined myself asking one of my dates.
“Yes, I do,” she replied.
I didn’t respond right away. Rachel took my hand and slid it up under her skirt. I felt a bulge in her panties. At first I was reluctant to feel it. I had never felt another person’s cock before.
“Don’t worry, it won’t break,” she giggled.
She rubbed my hand against her cock. I could feel it becoming firmer as she rubbed. I wanted to move my hand but something kept from doing that. I began to rub it myself. Soon it was fully erect and very hard. I couldn’t believe I was fondling a cock until it became hard.
She moaned softly as I continued to rub her cock. It seemed so surreal to be looking at her luscious tits while I was rubbing her hard cock. It was something I had never dreamed I would ever be doing.
“So where’s your pussy?” I asked hesitantly.
“It’s at the base of my cock. My balls are inside of me. They don’t hang down like yours,” Rachel explained.
“So your pussy is right under the shaft of your cock?” I questioned her.
“Well, not right under it. But it’s just below it,” she said.
I sat and tried to take in all what I was being told. I knew she could tell by the look on my face I had a lot more questions.
“And you say they both work in all the ways they are supposed to work?” I asked in a non-believing tone.
“Yes, they work just as they are supposed to,” she assured me.
“So you can actually have orgasms with both?” I asked very curiously.
“Yes I can. Actually I could have gotten myself pregnant if I had not had my tubes tied. I thought that was best since the doctor said if I had kids they had a higher chance of being like me. I didn’t want that for anyone,” she said calmly.
All kinds of images were going through my head about this time.
“You could actually screw yourself?” I asked with a smirk.
“Not really. I mean I can stick my cock in my pussy when it’s soft or semi-erect. But when it gets hard I can’t bend it enough to actually have sex with myself,” she explained.
I smiled to myself at the thought of her knowing that. She must have tried if she knew she couldn’t. I thought I didn’t need to ask any more about that particular process.
“You cum from both of them?” I had to know.
“Yes. I cum from both,” she replied.
“Have you ever come from both at the same time?” I continued to ask questions.
“I have two hands, don’t I?” she said giggling.
We both laughed again. Instead of it being an awkward conversation she was making it easy for me to ask her things and understand more about her condition. I was becoming more at ease as I learned more about how it affected her.
“Have you ever had sex with anyone?” I asked.
“No. You will be my first time,” she said in her soft sexy voice.
I will be her first. She was actually planning on having sex with me. I could feel my cock pulse in my boxers.
“At the dance, when you stopped me. Did you do that because you could feel my cock pressing against you?” I questioned her.
“No. I did it because I didn’t want you to feel mine pressing against you,” she said blushing.
She then leaned over and began kissing me passionately once more. Even though I knew she had a cock I still considered her all female. And I was so very attracted to her that it didn’t bother me at all that she had a cock. It was also extremely arousing to know I gave her a hard-on by just kissing her on the dance floor. We could have rubbed our hard cocks against one another.
As we kissed, I could feel my cock growing larger by the second. I wondered if hers was becoming hard as well. I slid my hand back under her skirt. Sure enough, her cock was as hard as mine. I kissed her more passionately and slid my tongue deep into her mouth. She responded my sucking my tongue and sliding her hand between my legs. We were fondling each other’s cocks as we kissed. That was a first for me.
She pushed me away as she slid her skirt off. I could see a bulge in her pink panties. It startled me at first, but then she began sliding my pants off and I forgot all about what thoughts I had. She rubbed my cock through my boxers.
“It’s nice to finally feel a cock that’s not my own,” Rachel whispered.
I reached down and rubbed her hard cock.
We continued to kiss and rub each other’s cocks. Hers grew in my hand until it felt as large as my own. I wasn’t sure how I felt knowing my girlfriend’s cock was as big as mine. I was anxious to slide her panties off and get a look at it.
Rachel pulled down the top of my boxers and let my cock spring out. I could feel the coolness of the air on it. And then I felt her warm smooth fingers wrap around it. We both moaned. Returning the favor, I pulled her panties down and revealed her throbbing cock for the first time. I was impressed. It was quite large, smooth and quite attractive.
We continued kissing and stroking each other’s cocks. I would steal glances at hers as I would slide my hand up and down it. It felt almost the same as when I held my own hard cock in my hands. I thought to myself how nice it was that we both had pretty much the same size cocks.
She slid her fingers over my tip. My pre-cum coated my tip as her fingers slid all around it. I responded with the same movement on hers. Her tip was wet as well. It so much reminded me of when I would masturbate. But this time it wasn’t my cock I was jerking off. It was my girlfriends.
We continued kissing and jerking each other off. At times it felt as if I were jerking myself off. I had to keep reminding myself that she was doing me as I did her. A quick glance at her tits reminded me that she was very much a woman.
I knew I was about to reach the point of no return with her jerking me off. I was hoping she was at the same point of arousal as I was. I could feel her cock pulsing in my hand. I knew she had to be close.
“Are you ready, Michael? I can’t wait any longer,” she asked breathlessly.
“Oh yea. I’m ready. I’m ready to explode,” I replied excitedly.
“Mmmmm,” she moaned softly. “Let’s cum together.”
A few more strokes and I felt her cock pulse wildly in my hands. Her back arched and I felt her cum flowing through her cock. I watched my hand slide up and down her cock as her creamy load spurted out onto my leg. At the same time I felt my own cock erupt in her hands. My cum shot out and hit her in the chest.
We kept pumping each other’s cocks as load after load of cum landed on different parts of our bodies. I had no idea who’s cum was going where. All I knew was that I had never felt anything like that in my life.
We were both panting as our last loads of cum spurted out. I looked at her as we milked each other’s cocks dry. We kissed passionately. I could feel her cock softening in my hand. Mine was becoming limp as well.
We both slid our thumbs over one another’s tips and wiped off the last remaining droplets of cum from each other.
“Wow.” Rachel sighed as she leaned back on the couch.
“Yea. Wow for sure,” I replied as I sighed as well.
“See. I told you it works just like it’s supposed too,” Rachel said smiling.
We both laughed.
Then we heard a car pulling up the driveway. Her mom was back from church. Quickly we got dressed and turned on the television.
I chatted with the both of them for a few minutes and then kissed Rachel goodnight as I headed for home.
I didn’t get as good a look at her cock as I would have liked. I did know it was quite large and felt amazing in my hands. The closer look would have to wait. My adventure with Rachel was just beginning.
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- 03.02.2022
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