Down by the dock
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I stood at the back dock of the resort where I worked with a cigarette between my lips wondering why I’d forgotten to ask for matches from the gas station clerk. This older man with a scruffy unshaven look to him was unloading kegs of beer from the back of his truck, alone.
“Can I help you at all?” My endlessly kind nature always pulled me toward people regardless of their size. He was large and clearly able, but I hated to simply stand and watch him work. I had just clocked out for the night and was waiting for my ride. He turned to see this skinny younger man soaking the filter of a Pyramid with frustrated saliva.
“I’ll gladly take a hand.” He winked at me. His expression was haggard and his eyes filled with exhaustion. They were bloodshot but lit right up as he reached into his pocket and retrieved his Zippo. I felt a bit frozen in place and weak at the knees as the flame began to dance in front of my face. I sucked and inhaled.
“Oh my God, thank you so much.” I smiled with my newly feminized mind hoping he might not notice, yet wishing he would. The apprehension which had crippled my desires for so many years was fading yet I still knew not to push my luck unless I was certain of the signs.
“No problem at all.” He snapped the lighter shut with a smirk and put it back into his pocket. I felt his thumb gently brush against the corner of my mouth before I even noticed he’d moved his arm back up. “You had a bit of drool there.”
“That’s so embarrassing.” I flushed. My pale skin burning slightly with the redness of shame.
“Not at all.” His voice lowered in volume a bit as he licked the same thumb and stared deep into me. I couldn’t stop my mouth from growing wetter but managed to swallow my desires. “You just getting off?” Those words forced a slight giggle out of me.
“Yeah I’m in the laundry department here. It’s been a crazy night.” He nodded and walked back over to the truck. I followed like a lost puppy.
“It is the weekend and all. I bet you get overwhelmed down there.” He started to move one of the kegs out and I grabbed the other side. He grunted as we lowered it to the concrete and I tilted it for his dolly to slide underneath the base. That grunt landed in my ears and vibrated throughout my entire being. I’d always been a slave to manly noises unless they were my own. I’d worked tirelessly to maintain the illusion of butch while hating each moment of pretending. I heard the soprano moan as I aided him and shut my eyes as if that hid me from detection. I opened them again. His head was tilting back and he was looking me up and down. The fear and thrill of wondering if he noticed my shaved arms hit me all at once.
“Yeah it’s pretty wild right now. We’re almost at full capacity.” I nodded before glancing down at his own rather hairy limbs. His hands were like a****l paws and extremely rough and a bit dry, cracking between his fingers just above the webs.
“I’m on my last delivery and running super late so I feel you.” He walked away with the dolly and keg. I used my card key to let him in so he didn’t have to buzz security. I held that door open and watched him set the keg in its usual place in the back halls of the resort by the kitchen. We repeated this and made more small talk until his load was all out of the truck. “I appreciate the help but you probably want to get home. I’m done myself and ready to crash.”
“I’m just waiting on this driver to show.” I checked the app on my phone.
“You don’t have a car?”
“I’m working on that.” I shrugged. He looked around and took a deep breath. The whistle of his nostrils taking in that crisp night air even caused twitches in me.
“How about if I dropped you off?” He offered with a raised eyebrow. My heart began to race in both directions. I felt the old fear of self preservation coupled with a tingling all around my hips that was massaging its way over my toned ass beneath my tight black jeans. My shaved legs fought to maintain my stance. I looked at his large a****l hands again and could already imagine them on my smooth thighs. I shook the thought away. He might just be a good guy looking to help out this increasingly girly younger man. After all, one good turn deserves another. I just knew the turns I wanted this night to take.
“That would be so great!” My voice cracked as if I’d regressed by a decade. More and more the subliminal tones I’d become addicted to while at home attempting sleep seemed to be turning my mind and body female. I’d always been softer and more comfortable in delicate ladies’ attire. Could he sense that? My thoughts were adamant that I would have this man’s paws on me soon. That moment of him sucking my own taste off of his thumb had given me endless hope. “I’m not far from here so I hope it’s not out of your way.”
“It’s not.” He said without hesitation or asking the exact location of my apartment. He closed the back of his truck and ran his pen over some paperwork on his clipboard. “Hop in.” He winked.
I swooned.
We were on the highway and the traffic was barely existent. It was that magical time of late night transforming into early morning when everyone was still at the bars and clubs, only weekend workers such as ourselves were coming and going. We owned the roads.
“Do you smoke?” I offered him a cigarette. He accepted it, gently tickling my delicate hand with his thick fingers as he took it. The tingles increased around my hips. I shifted in my seat a bit.
“You okay over there?” He chuckled. His smile was so kind. He could easily have been terrifying yet he exuded this glowing aura that warmed my body and soothed me further into submission. I felt myself batting my eyelashes. They were unnaturally long and full for a male. He took notice and lit my cigarette for me once more with full attention still paid to the road. This time however he simply closed the Zippo and held it in his palm, the cracked joints of his fingers brushing against my soft cheek. “You seem so sweet.”
I closed my eyes and purred.
“You’re the one being such a gentleman.” I sucked on the butt of my Pyramid with a fresh hunger that the nicotine failed to satisfy. My neck twisted slightly beyond my control. He growled a bit as I used the back of his giant hand to pet myself.
“Not entirely.” He let the lighter fall from his grip and moved his hand to the back of my head. I heard his zipper and let out a thirsty yelp. He left it open without releasing anything from within his tightening underwear. “It’s been a long day so I understand if you only want to touch it. You don’t have to, but I think you want to.”
“Oh fuck yes.” I felt my body fall over without telling it to. I handed picked up his Zippo and put it back into his pocket for him. This thirst that compelled me kept my mouth watering. I slid my petite hands into his open fly and felt the largest cock I’d ever been in the presence of. Every nerve ending throughout my entire body was alert and the darkness outside felt so bright, the cold night so warm. I was getting high off of this moment. He took the cigarette from my mouth and held it for me. “Just put it out.”
“Yes sir.” He quickly but gently extinguished the cherry using a soda can in the cup holder between us. I struggled to pull his cock out, it was so hard and so very ready for my full attention. He had to scoot down a bit and maneuver himself to allow me to free it. The head alone was intimidating. He was cut and it looked like a meal fit for a very fortunate queen. I spit into my hand and began to stroke it. “Holy fuck yes.” His voice went low and rumbled against my eardrums. Once I had cleaned his huge cock off with my own saliva, I had to lick that head. The precum was glistening and already oozing down his shaft onto his slacks. “Oh my fucking GOD that feels so good.”
His hand covered the entirety of the back of my head, his fingers intertwining with my soft hair. He started to grip it into a handle so he could control my movements. I gagged a bit from the size but never the taste. The more he leaked spoilers for the ending of this moment the more I pushed my limits and took him deep into my throat, breathing carefully as I angled my head and learning the pattern I needed to follow in order to keep that cock in my mouth and throat. I didn’t want to risk him erupting cum if I couldn’t drink it.
I felt the truck pulling over to the side of the highway and didn’t know he was taking an off ramp. Bright neon lights flooded the cab and he pulled me off of his cock. Thick drool and bubbles of my foamy lust soaked his slacks. We were passing gas stations and fast food restaurants. He handed me my cigarette back and relit his own, then mine.
“I want to savor you.” He reached down with his cigarette parked between his chapped lips and groped my thigh through my tight black jeans. My own cock grew and I could feel myself leaking already as well. I’d never done that before. I’d never felt so utterly aroused in my life. “I know a place where we can park.” He said softly.
“Go for it.” I was all his. I no longer felt any logical apprehension. I was lost to this passion and this thrill ride.
We came to an empty parking lot and I couldn’t even see what it belonged to if anything at all. It was so dark. He jumped out of the truck and I didn’t know what to do so I finished my cigarette. He threw my door open and lifted me up like a real lady, carrying me to the back of the truck. Not once did he set me down on the asphalt. I helped him open the back and he set me inside, following me in and closing the door behind him. He lit his Zippo just in time to see me fall to my knees, pulling his cock back out from the tuck job he had done to simply hide it back in his slacks. It was still free of his underwear and still throbbing.
“Get it nice and fucking wet you nasty little slut.” He grabbed the back of my head with both hands and pumped into my throat. It hurt but the sensation of his shaft in between my wet lips and my mouth leaking the spoils of my cravings more than silenced any complaints. “Fuck yeah you love sucking that stranger cock, don’t you?”
“MMMFFFHMMMFFF!!!” I agreed with tears in my eyes.
“Look up at me, slut.” He allowed me some slack and just fucked my mouth with the huge tip as I complied. I was so shy yet there I was, looking up at this man with nothing but gratitude and begging, salty waterfalls staining my eyes red. He yanked my hair and forced me away from his soaked cock. “Look at that. Look at how fucking hard you’ve made it.” He grabbed my shoulders and spun me around as he let the light go out from his Zippo, tossing it onto the floor of the trailer. I’d barely eaten anything that night and had been chugging water in the laundry room. I was feeling this so much, then I felt him pulling at my hips through my jeans. He unbuttoned them and yanked them down around my knees rather violently. He slapped the wetness from my own throat against my tight little undies. “I want that pussy.” He growled as he massaged my smooth thighs firmly.
“Take it. It‘s yours.” I began to gyrate and squirm, spreading my ass open for him. I felt the drips of saliva first from the shaft approaching and him shaking it. He slapped his giant cock against my ass and I started to realize this would hurt, but I wanted it inside of me so badly. I heard the wrapper of a condom and realized I hadn’t even thought of that.
“Nothing personal.” He spanked my ass and grabbed it hard to pull it wider and admire his target.
I nearly fainted.
“No offense taken at all, trust me.” Then I felt him spit right onto my hole and push it in with his thick finger. That alone felt like most cocks I’d had inside of my boy pussy up ‘til that moment. I heard the condom’s trademark sounds as it rolled back over that enormous dick and it immediately slid into me. I was in a bit of shock at how fast and rough I was being fucked. He grunted and roared and dripped sweat onto my back, pulling my work shirt up so I’d feel it. He flipped me over and picked me up so I was facing him. He opened his mouth and dangled a strand of clear spit. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out, nearly exploding as I caught and swallowed it. He smashed his dry lips against my soft mouth. His tongue tasted like tobacco and gum. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he held my entire body up against the wall of the trailer and fucked my pussy deep. I couldn’t help it. I shot cum in these intense waves up onto myself, landing plenty on my own face. He pushed it into my mouth and I sucked at his fingers.
I had lost my mind and didn’t want it back.
“On your fucking knees slut.” He pulled out so fast I barely noticed the brief sting against my now-lonely hole. He snapped the condom off of his engorged cock. Cum was already spurting onto my lips and face without him touching himself or me touching him at all. I quickly put my lips tightly around his thick, delicious head and tasted each heavy rope. He kept cumming until I couldn’t keep up. I was swallowing fast yet I still felt it escaping out of my mouth which was already messy from my own drool and sperm. “Holy FUCK! MMMMMMMM YEAH TAKE IT!!!” I fell back a bit and caught my breath as I finished drinking his juices. It was so dark and I could only feel him near me, taste him in and on me. His fingers returned to feed me what had leaked from the corners of my mouth. It was pure ambrosia. I swallowed it all and sighed.
“Thanks for the ride.” I said softly. He giggled.
“Pretty sure it was my pleasure but I’m glad you enjoyed it too.” He surprised me by picking me up, wrapping his arms tightly around me and kissing me once more. Our lips mashed and he forced my mouth open, lapping his rough tongue inside of me to taste our combined orgasms.
We got dressed and he lit his lighter upon finding it once more. I had a T-shirt on under my already soaked work shirt and used it to clean my face and his pants. We got back on the road and I navigated him to my apartment. We acted as two men parting ways after one took the other home from work, but I was on cloud nine the entire rest of the morning.
I couldn’t sleep.
The next afternoon I dragged myself from my bed and shower into work, thankful I had more than one shirt. The shift flew by and I held a smile on my face for the entirety of it. When I finally left I was beat beyond repair and ready to get home. I waited for my ride, checking my phone pointlessly like pushing the button extra times on an elevator. I wanted to be in my bed and asleep.
A small orange hatchback pulled up to the dock and stopped. I couldn’t see inside from the headlights. I waited but nothing happened so I walked around to peek in and ask if it was my ride home.
“Hey stranger.” A familiar face that was a bit less scruffy than the night before smiled at me. “I thought maybe you’d need another ride?”
“I’m super tired.” I said after checking around for eavesdroppers. I didn’t care about people knowing but I figured he was keeping it discrete.
“That’s why I literally mean you could use a ride in the car from here to your place.” He popped a single yellow carnation up from where he’d been hiding it, holding it in the car by the stem as the bloom danced in the breeze out of his open window.
A single teardrop managed to get away from me as I accepted it and got into the passenger’s seat.
“Thank you.” I was choking on flattery a bit as I fastened my seatbelt and he backed away from the dock.
“Sorry it’s so cheap but I’m not really loaded.”
“I beg to differ.” I sniffed the flower and glanced down at his zipper.
“I thought you were tired.” He smirked and turned a bit red.
“This is my Friday.” I winked. “I’ve got all day to myself tomorrow.
“Care to share it?” He reached with his free hand and placed it over my own, eclipsing my delicate digits with his powerful bear paws. I couldn’t reply verbally from the swell of emotions hitting me so I just squinted and nodded with my entire body. “You’re fucking adorable.” He grinned. I kissed his cheek and we drove back to my place. Once I got into makeup and dress, with my silky little panties providing the illusion of my true gender, things really heated up. I’ve never expected these thrill rides to last and have no idea if it will, but I will savor every moment until they expire on me.
I think that might be the meaning of life, but what the fuck do I know? I’m just having a good time and I wish the same for everyone out there.
“Can I help you at all?” My endlessly kind nature always pulled me toward people regardless of their size. He was large and clearly able, but I hated to simply stand and watch him work. I had just clocked out for the night and was waiting for my ride. He turned to see this skinny younger man soaking the filter of a Pyramid with frustrated saliva.
“I’ll gladly take a hand.” He winked at me. His expression was haggard and his eyes filled with exhaustion. They were bloodshot but lit right up as he reached into his pocket and retrieved his Zippo. I felt a bit frozen in place and weak at the knees as the flame began to dance in front of my face. I sucked and inhaled.
“Oh my God, thank you so much.” I smiled with my newly feminized mind hoping he might not notice, yet wishing he would. The apprehension which had crippled my desires for so many years was fading yet I still knew not to push my luck unless I was certain of the signs.
“No problem at all.” He snapped the lighter shut with a smirk and put it back into his pocket. I felt his thumb gently brush against the corner of my mouth before I even noticed he’d moved his arm back up. “You had a bit of drool there.”
“That’s so embarrassing.” I flushed. My pale skin burning slightly with the redness of shame.
“Not at all.” His voice lowered in volume a bit as he licked the same thumb and stared deep into me. I couldn’t stop my mouth from growing wetter but managed to swallow my desires. “You just getting off?” Those words forced a slight giggle out of me.
“Yeah I’m in the laundry department here. It’s been a crazy night.” He nodded and walked back over to the truck. I followed like a lost puppy.
“It is the weekend and all. I bet you get overwhelmed down there.” He started to move one of the kegs out and I grabbed the other side. He grunted as we lowered it to the concrete and I tilted it for his dolly to slide underneath the base. That grunt landed in my ears and vibrated throughout my entire being. I’d always been a slave to manly noises unless they were my own. I’d worked tirelessly to maintain the illusion of butch while hating each moment of pretending. I heard the soprano moan as I aided him and shut my eyes as if that hid me from detection. I opened them again. His head was tilting back and he was looking me up and down. The fear and thrill of wondering if he noticed my shaved arms hit me all at once.
“Yeah it’s pretty wild right now. We’re almost at full capacity.” I nodded before glancing down at his own rather hairy limbs. His hands were like a****l paws and extremely rough and a bit dry, cracking between his fingers just above the webs.
“I’m on my last delivery and running super late so I feel you.” He walked away with the dolly and keg. I used my card key to let him in so he didn’t have to buzz security. I held that door open and watched him set the keg in its usual place in the back halls of the resort by the kitchen. We repeated this and made more small talk until his load was all out of the truck. “I appreciate the help but you probably want to get home. I’m done myself and ready to crash.”
“I’m just waiting on this driver to show.” I checked the app on my phone.
“You don’t have a car?”
“I’m working on that.” I shrugged. He looked around and took a deep breath. The whistle of his nostrils taking in that crisp night air even caused twitches in me.
“How about if I dropped you off?” He offered with a raised eyebrow. My heart began to race in both directions. I felt the old fear of self preservation coupled with a tingling all around my hips that was massaging its way over my toned ass beneath my tight black jeans. My shaved legs fought to maintain my stance. I looked at his large a****l hands again and could already imagine them on my smooth thighs. I shook the thought away. He might just be a good guy looking to help out this increasingly girly younger man. After all, one good turn deserves another. I just knew the turns I wanted this night to take.
“That would be so great!” My voice cracked as if I’d regressed by a decade. More and more the subliminal tones I’d become addicted to while at home attempting sleep seemed to be turning my mind and body female. I’d always been softer and more comfortable in delicate ladies’ attire. Could he sense that? My thoughts were adamant that I would have this man’s paws on me soon. That moment of him sucking my own taste off of his thumb had given me endless hope. “I’m not far from here so I hope it’s not out of your way.”
“It’s not.” He said without hesitation or asking the exact location of my apartment. He closed the back of his truck and ran his pen over some paperwork on his clipboard. “Hop in.” He winked.
I swooned.
We were on the highway and the traffic was barely existent. It was that magical time of late night transforming into early morning when everyone was still at the bars and clubs, only weekend workers such as ourselves were coming and going. We owned the roads.
“Do you smoke?” I offered him a cigarette. He accepted it, gently tickling my delicate hand with his thick fingers as he took it. The tingles increased around my hips. I shifted in my seat a bit.
“You okay over there?” He chuckled. His smile was so kind. He could easily have been terrifying yet he exuded this glowing aura that warmed my body and soothed me further into submission. I felt myself batting my eyelashes. They were unnaturally long and full for a male. He took notice and lit my cigarette for me once more with full attention still paid to the road. This time however he simply closed the Zippo and held it in his palm, the cracked joints of his fingers brushing against my soft cheek. “You seem so sweet.”
I closed my eyes and purred.
“You’re the one being such a gentleman.” I sucked on the butt of my Pyramid with a fresh hunger that the nicotine failed to satisfy. My neck twisted slightly beyond my control. He growled a bit as I used the back of his giant hand to pet myself.
“Not entirely.” He let the lighter fall from his grip and moved his hand to the back of my head. I heard his zipper and let out a thirsty yelp. He left it open without releasing anything from within his tightening underwear. “It’s been a long day so I understand if you only want to touch it. You don’t have to, but I think you want to.”
“Oh fuck yes.” I felt my body fall over without telling it to. I handed picked up his Zippo and put it back into his pocket for him. This thirst that compelled me kept my mouth watering. I slid my petite hands into his open fly and felt the largest cock I’d ever been in the presence of. Every nerve ending throughout my entire body was alert and the darkness outside felt so bright, the cold night so warm. I was getting high off of this moment. He took the cigarette from my mouth and held it for me. “Just put it out.”
“Yes sir.” He quickly but gently extinguished the cherry using a soda can in the cup holder between us. I struggled to pull his cock out, it was so hard and so very ready for my full attention. He had to scoot down a bit and maneuver himself to allow me to free it. The head alone was intimidating. He was cut and it looked like a meal fit for a very fortunate queen. I spit into my hand and began to stroke it. “Holy fuck yes.” His voice went low and rumbled against my eardrums. Once I had cleaned his huge cock off with my own saliva, I had to lick that head. The precum was glistening and already oozing down his shaft onto his slacks. “Oh my fucking GOD that feels so good.”
His hand covered the entirety of the back of my head, his fingers intertwining with my soft hair. He started to grip it into a handle so he could control my movements. I gagged a bit from the size but never the taste. The more he leaked spoilers for the ending of this moment the more I pushed my limits and took him deep into my throat, breathing carefully as I angled my head and learning the pattern I needed to follow in order to keep that cock in my mouth and throat. I didn’t want to risk him erupting cum if I couldn’t drink it.
I felt the truck pulling over to the side of the highway and didn’t know he was taking an off ramp. Bright neon lights flooded the cab and he pulled me off of his cock. Thick drool and bubbles of my foamy lust soaked his slacks. We were passing gas stations and fast food restaurants. He handed me my cigarette back and relit his own, then mine.
“I want to savor you.” He reached down with his cigarette parked between his chapped lips and groped my thigh through my tight black jeans. My own cock grew and I could feel myself leaking already as well. I’d never done that before. I’d never felt so utterly aroused in my life. “I know a place where we can park.” He said softly.
“Go for it.” I was all his. I no longer felt any logical apprehension. I was lost to this passion and this thrill ride.
We came to an empty parking lot and I couldn’t even see what it belonged to if anything at all. It was so dark. He jumped out of the truck and I didn’t know what to do so I finished my cigarette. He threw my door open and lifted me up like a real lady, carrying me to the back of the truck. Not once did he set me down on the asphalt. I helped him open the back and he set me inside, following me in and closing the door behind him. He lit his Zippo just in time to see me fall to my knees, pulling his cock back out from the tuck job he had done to simply hide it back in his slacks. It was still free of his underwear and still throbbing.
“Get it nice and fucking wet you nasty little slut.” He grabbed the back of my head with both hands and pumped into my throat. It hurt but the sensation of his shaft in between my wet lips and my mouth leaking the spoils of my cravings more than silenced any complaints. “Fuck yeah you love sucking that stranger cock, don’t you?”
“MMMFFFHMMMFFF!!!” I agreed with tears in my eyes.
“Look up at me, slut.” He allowed me some slack and just fucked my mouth with the huge tip as I complied. I was so shy yet there I was, looking up at this man with nothing but gratitude and begging, salty waterfalls staining my eyes red. He yanked my hair and forced me away from his soaked cock. “Look at that. Look at how fucking hard you’ve made it.” He grabbed my shoulders and spun me around as he let the light go out from his Zippo, tossing it onto the floor of the trailer. I’d barely eaten anything that night and had been chugging water in the laundry room. I was feeling this so much, then I felt him pulling at my hips through my jeans. He unbuttoned them and yanked them down around my knees rather violently. He slapped the wetness from my own throat against my tight little undies. “I want that pussy.” He growled as he massaged my smooth thighs firmly.
“Take it. It‘s yours.” I began to gyrate and squirm, spreading my ass open for him. I felt the drips of saliva first from the shaft approaching and him shaking it. He slapped his giant cock against my ass and I started to realize this would hurt, but I wanted it inside of me so badly. I heard the wrapper of a condom and realized I hadn’t even thought of that.
“Nothing personal.” He spanked my ass and grabbed it hard to pull it wider and admire his target.
I nearly fainted.
“No offense taken at all, trust me.” Then I felt him spit right onto my hole and push it in with his thick finger. That alone felt like most cocks I’d had inside of my boy pussy up ‘til that moment. I heard the condom’s trademark sounds as it rolled back over that enormous dick and it immediately slid into me. I was in a bit of shock at how fast and rough I was being fucked. He grunted and roared and dripped sweat onto my back, pulling my work shirt up so I’d feel it. He flipped me over and picked me up so I was facing him. He opened his mouth and dangled a strand of clear spit. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out, nearly exploding as I caught and swallowed it. He smashed his dry lips against my soft mouth. His tongue tasted like tobacco and gum. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he held my entire body up against the wall of the trailer and fucked my pussy deep. I couldn’t help it. I shot cum in these intense waves up onto myself, landing plenty on my own face. He pushed it into my mouth and I sucked at his fingers.
I had lost my mind and didn’t want it back.
“On your fucking knees slut.” He pulled out so fast I barely noticed the brief sting against my now-lonely hole. He snapped the condom off of his engorged cock. Cum was already spurting onto my lips and face without him touching himself or me touching him at all. I quickly put my lips tightly around his thick, delicious head and tasted each heavy rope. He kept cumming until I couldn’t keep up. I was swallowing fast yet I still felt it escaping out of my mouth which was already messy from my own drool and sperm. “Holy FUCK! MMMMMMMM YEAH TAKE IT!!!” I fell back a bit and caught my breath as I finished drinking his juices. It was so dark and I could only feel him near me, taste him in and on me. His fingers returned to feed me what had leaked from the corners of my mouth. It was pure ambrosia. I swallowed it all and sighed.
“Thanks for the ride.” I said softly. He giggled.
“Pretty sure it was my pleasure but I’m glad you enjoyed it too.” He surprised me by picking me up, wrapping his arms tightly around me and kissing me once more. Our lips mashed and he forced my mouth open, lapping his rough tongue inside of me to taste our combined orgasms.
We got dressed and he lit his lighter upon finding it once more. I had a T-shirt on under my already soaked work shirt and used it to clean my face and his pants. We got back on the road and I navigated him to my apartment. We acted as two men parting ways after one took the other home from work, but I was on cloud nine the entire rest of the morning.
I couldn’t sleep.
The next afternoon I dragged myself from my bed and shower into work, thankful I had more than one shirt. The shift flew by and I held a smile on my face for the entirety of it. When I finally left I was beat beyond repair and ready to get home. I waited for my ride, checking my phone pointlessly like pushing the button extra times on an elevator. I wanted to be in my bed and asleep.
A small orange hatchback pulled up to the dock and stopped. I couldn’t see inside from the headlights. I waited but nothing happened so I walked around to peek in and ask if it was my ride home.
“Hey stranger.” A familiar face that was a bit less scruffy than the night before smiled at me. “I thought maybe you’d need another ride?”
“I’m super tired.” I said after checking around for eavesdroppers. I didn’t care about people knowing but I figured he was keeping it discrete.
“That’s why I literally mean you could use a ride in the car from here to your place.” He popped a single yellow carnation up from where he’d been hiding it, holding it in the car by the stem as the bloom danced in the breeze out of his open window.
A single teardrop managed to get away from me as I accepted it and got into the passenger’s seat.
“Thank you.” I was choking on flattery a bit as I fastened my seatbelt and he backed away from the dock.
“Sorry it’s so cheap but I’m not really loaded.”
“I beg to differ.” I sniffed the flower and glanced down at his zipper.
“I thought you were tired.” He smirked and turned a bit red.
“This is my Friday.” I winked. “I’ve got all day to myself tomorrow.
“Care to share it?” He reached with his free hand and placed it over my own, eclipsing my delicate digits with his powerful bear paws. I couldn’t reply verbally from the swell of emotions hitting me so I just squinted and nodded with my entire body. “You’re fucking adorable.” He grinned. I kissed his cheek and we drove back to my place. Once I got into makeup and dress, with my silky little panties providing the illusion of my true gender, things really heated up. I’ve never expected these thrill rides to last and have no idea if it will, but I will savor every moment until they expire on me.
I think that might be the meaning of life, but what the fuck do I know? I’m just having a good time and I wish the same for everyone out there.
Makenna
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