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About a week had passed since the incident with Casey coming by my work place, trying to blackmail me, by telling my friends I was dating a transsexual. I had talked with Christina about the whole situation, and she had been able to calm me down and help me relax. I had been so pissed off at first, that I couldn't even think clearly at the time. But with Christina's help, I was now seeing things a little more clearly than before, and I had even come to a decision of how I thought I could solve the problem without being forced to sleep with Casey as she was demanding.
I would let everyone I knew know Christina was transsexual, before Casey ever had a chance to, removing any leverage she might have over me. I was also confident that my friends support would bring an end to her threats... at least for the present... until my brother Mike came home
Christina had asked me several times since I had made that decision, if I was sure that it was really something I wanted. My response to her question had never changed.
I wanted everyone to know the truth. I really liked being with Christina, and I just didn't care whether or not she was a genetic woman.
But that didn't mean there weren't a few worries and concerns here and there. I just felt it best to deal with those thoughts if, and when, they presented themselves.
We had not yet had actual sex together... which left me wondering exactly how that would even come about when the time came. What played on my mind the most was the fact that I had given her oral sex, and I had very much enjoyed it. So, what did that mean for the two of us when we actually decided to go all the way? Once again... these were questions I decided to deal with when they became more than just questions.
I waited until that Monday night before finally deciding it was the right time to tell my friends what was happening. We were at the practice space, and had just finished up a jam session and were now kicking back, enjoying some pizza and beer. The fan in the corner of the room was on full blast, pouring out cool air to help lower the temperature of the pressure cooker of a basement room we practiced in.
We had all worked up a tremendous sweat down there by the time we actually put our instruments down.
Call it a need for liquid courage, but I waited until I had gotten about six beers into a twelve pack before I cleared my throat. Joe glanced over at me, taking a drag of his cigarette, with a look on his face that said he knew I had something on my mind.
"Hey guys... can I tell you all something?"
They all looked over at me now, and I could feel their eyes on me... it was almost rather intimidating to be honest. I pushed the uneasiness aside though and popped the cap off of a new bottle of beer, taking a quick sip of the beer. "It's about Christina."
"Is it about how she's older than you?" asked Matt. "Because we think it's totally awesome that your dating an older woman."
They all started to laugh, and I gave a small chuckle. Joe laughed too, but not as loud as the others. He shrugged his shoulder, then cleared his throat to bring back the silence in the room so I could get to the point.
"It's not about that," I said. "It's actually got something to do with Casey, and what she's been holding over my head."
"Dude, just don't worry about that fucking bitch," said Brian, looking a little pissed off now. "She'll forget about you eventually."
"Yeah... I'm not so sure. See, I just wanted you all to know before Casey decides to tell you... because I won't sleep with her... um... Christina... she's not exactly your typical girl."
Joe blinked, putting his cigarette out in the ashtray and opening a fresh beer. "And, by that you mean?"
I took a deep breath, leaning forward and running a hand over my mohawk.
"Christina..." I sighed, "well... Christina is a transsexual."
I said it; I had finally gotten it out. It had taken me a few minutes, and six and a half beers, but I had said it and now I was waiting for some sort of response. The silence continued for almost a full minute, and was just starting to become unbearable when Matt cleared his throat and spoke up first.
"Are you being serious now dude? Because... she really doesn't look like a transsexual."
"No, no I know... I was surprised myself. But yeah, it's true."
"And, your okay with that," asked Joe.
It did not sound like he was judging me with such a question... more that he genuinely wanted to know if this was something that I was really okay with.
"Yeah... I really like her. A lot, so yeah, it's fine with me."
"Then it's okay with me," Joe said.
I was shocked at how outright he was about it, and I watched as he glanced over at Matt and Brian. Matt nodded his head, and held up his beer.
"It's cool with me too brother."
"Same here," Brian chimed in raising his glass as well.
"Wow," I said, relieved. "Thanks guys, that... that means a lot."
"Danny, listen... it's no ones business anyway, right? So don't worry so much about it brother. We have your back no matter what. Fuck that bitch Casey, she'll back off eventually."
I smiled, feeling more at ease from Joe's words and we continued drinking well into the night. It wasn't until around two in the morning, that we piled up the stairs and out of the practice room, making our way back to our homes for the remainder of the night. I got home drunk and simply collapsed into my bed, drifting off into a dreamless sleep.
The next morning, I awoke to a loud banging on the door to my apartment. Groaning, I rolled over on my bed, my head aching from a slight hangover. I pushed myself up onto my feet and walked across the apartment to the door, unlocking it and opening it slowly. There, on the other side of the door, stood none other then Casey, with a big grin on her face. She had a mini skirt on that showed off her smooth legs, leading down to her Doc Martins. She was wearing her leather jacket, unzipped, and I could see that she only had a white t-shirt underneath of it. The shirt was old and frayed, and you could practically see straight through the fucking thing.
It was obvious what she was attempting to do.
"What do you want," I asked, sounding very irritated.
"Well, I just thought I would stop by and see if you were ready to give up this stupid little fight and just come fuck me."
"No Casey," I said, shaking my head in frustration. "I already told you, I am not going to have sex with you. Our relationship is fucking over, how many times do I have to say it?"
She sighed, rolling her eyes and leaning against the door frame.
"Did you forget our little conversation the other day," she asked, a hint of sass in her voice.
"No, I didn't... but I don't care. Because I already told the guys myself last night that Christina is a transsexual. They don't give a shit either. They have my back completely. So, it doesn't mean shit what you tell them."
She seemed surprised that I had actually gone forward and told them myself before she had a chance. The shock in her eyes wore off quickly though, and she straightened herself up and now I could see she was getting pissed.
"Well, I bet you didn't tell your brother... did you?"
"No," I replied. "But I can't yet anyway. He's out on the road. Won't be back for a few months."
She smirked, backing away from the apartment door and nodding her head.
"Well...I hope you can get to him when he get's back, before I do Danny. Then again, I guess it doesn't matter. We both know he'll have the same reaction whether it comes from me or you."
With that said, she turned and walked away, leaving me hanging out my apartment door. I was still tired and feeling hungover, and now very pissed off that I'd had yet another visit from my ex-girlfriend. What bothered me the most though, was that she had a point. I wasn't really sure at all what Mike would do. His reaction might be positive, or it might be the same as it would be if my father were to find out.
If it ended up being negative though, she was right, it would be that same response whether Casey told him or I told him myself.
I'd had enough of this mornings little wake up call from Casey, and the paranoia that it had inflicted on me once again. It wasn't that anyone's opinion was going to stop me from being with Christina... I just didn't want to lose anyone important to me. In any case, I couldn't worry about it at the moment.
So, I started up the shower and jumped in, letting the hot water relax my body and soothe my muscles.
After I had cleaned up, I got dressed and made my way outside to a nearby pay phone to give Christina a call. I had off from work today, and I wanted to go see her so that I could tell her that the guys knew and that they were completely on my side. The phone rang twice, before she picked up.
"Hello?"
I smiled, relieved to hear her cheerful voice on the other end.
"Hey babe," I said. "What's up?"
"Hey Danny... how did it go last night? Did you tell them? Were they okay with it? I really hope nothing bad happened-"
"Christina, relax... it all went great. I have off from work today, why don't I come over? We can spend the day together, and I'll tell you everything."
She agreed, and I hung up the phone and started walking to her place right from there. When I got there, she was waiting outside, smoking a cigarette. She put out the smoke as she saw me coming and ran to me, throwing her arms around me and hugging me close.
"Their totally cool with it," I said, not wanting to wait.
"Really?"
"Yes! Joe, Matt and Brian all said it doesn't matter, as long as I'm alright with it myself."
"Oh, that's great," she sighed, relieved and we kissed.
"I had another visit from Casey this morning though."
Her calm slipped away, and suddenly she seemed very angry, as she stepped back and ran a hand through her hair.
"What the hell did she want now?"
"I told her that the band already knows. She seemed pissed at first, then she said that I better get to Mike about it before she does, when he gets back."
"God damn," she yelled, throwing her arms in the air. "This bitch doesn't stop, does she?"
"Casey's always been the type where once she sets her eyes on something, she doesn't stop until she gets it. But she's not going to win this time."
She gave me another kiss, and we made our way upstairs to her apartment. We sat and talked for a little while about how irritating Casey was, then celebrated the fact that my friends were okay with Christina. I told her about a new song that the band had written last night, and that we had a big show coming up in about a week that I wanted her to come to. She promised she would be there.
Talking led to the two of us sitting on the couch together not so long after, and with her head on my chest, I ran my hand through her soft hair as we sat in silence, just thinking. Eventually, she looked up at me and leaned in, giving me a kiss on the lips. I kissed her back, and we started making out. She slid over, sitting on my lap and wrapping her arms around me, sliding her tongue into my mouth.
I was getting really turned on at this point, and she could tell, as she probably felt my hard cock pressing against her ass. She giggled, breaking the kiss and started kissing and sucking on my neck, leaving her mark.
I moaned, as she continued biting my neck for a few moments before she slid down off the couch onto her knees in front of me. She reached up to unfasten my belt, and pants. Then pulled both of them, along with my underwear, down to my ankles. My hard cock sprang free, and she moved in close, licking and teasing the head with her tongue. I shivered as she teased me for a few moments, before wrapping her lips around me and taking me straight to the back of her throat. I leaned my head back, moaning louder, and gripping the sides of the couch. This girl really, really knew how to give a blowjob.
She stopped sucking then, and pushed me onto my back, standing up and sliding out of her shorts. She threw them aside, then removed her tank top, revealing that she had not been wearing a bra. Her tits exposed, as well as her own hard cock, I was more aroused now then ever before. She climbed on top of me, and we started kissing passionately again, our dicks pressing together as we did. She turned around, positioning herself with her ass right up in my face, and her dick just inches away from my mouth.
I felt her lips wrap around my cock once again, as she continued sucking me off, and I leaned up, taking her in my mouth as well. In sixty nine, we were going down on each other. This was the second time I had sucked her cock, and I found it just as enjoyable as the first time had turned out to be.
Even as I lay there enjoying myself though, I kept thinking about how shocked I was myself, that I could ever actually like doing something like this. It was certainly not enough to make me stop... it was just hard for me to imagine that I was doing it and doing a good job at it too. I could feel myself starting to build up, approaching orgasm, when she stopped suddenly and slipped off of me, lust in her eyes.
"I want you inside of me,"
"What?" I asked, my voice cracking with lust.
"I want you to fuck me!"
She wanted to take it a step further; something I had been waiting patiently, and curiously for. This was something I had wanted from day one, but I just didn't want to rush her.
"Fuck yes," I said, and she laughed.
She suggested that we take it from the living room to her bed, where it would be more comfortable and easier. She took me by the hand and led me down the hall into her room, and shut the door behind us, before shoving me onto her mattress. She climbed on top of me again, and grabbed a bottle of lube from the nightstand to the left of us. She popped the cap, and poured some into her hand, then took hold of my cock and started stroking and lubing it up nice and good.
She applied more to her hand, and reached behind her, smearing it over her hole and slipping a finger inside of herself to work it in real good. Once she felt like we were both ready, Christina took hold of my cock and carefully lowered herself down onto it.
I felt the warmth and tightness wrap around my cock, as I slid inside of her. She was chewing lightly on her lower lip, as she carefully took me inside, inch by inch. On top of me, she was in control of how much she took and how fast she took it, and that was alright with me. It wasn't very long, before she had completely taken my entire cock, balls deep in her ass.
She was tight... so much tighter than any pussy I had ever fucked. I'd had anal sex, and I knew that it generally felt a lot better then vaginal, because it was so much tighter, but Christina just felt incredible.
She leaned back on her hands, her cock laying against my stomach and smiled down at me.
"How do you like that?"
"You're so fucking tight," I groaned. "It feels good."
"It feels good to me too baby... your so hard inside of me."
I grabbed her by the hips, and she started riding me, bouncing up and down on my cock. The bed shook underneath of us as she rode me, and her own semi-erect penis flopped about, slapping against my stomach as she did. I reached up and took hold of it, and started stroking while she continued to ride me. She seemed to really appreciate that, judging by the look on her face, and the way she started moaning louder as I stroked her cock. We kept it up like that for a little while, before I flipped her over onto her back.
Now it was my turn to take control, and I could see in her eyes, that it was alright with her, it wasn't dominance, she had been teaching me, now she wanted me to take control.
With her legs wrapped around me, and her nails raking my back, I began pounding her ass with long hard strokes. In and out I slammed what she would later call her boipussy, harder and harder, driving my cock as deep as it could go without hurting her and she cried out in pleasure as I fucked her.
Our breathing seemed to sync up and so did our racing hearts as we moaned and groaned. In the corner of the room, the stereo she had turned on when we first came in was now blaring the song 'She's Automatic' by Rancid a song that, given the lyrics, seemed to fit the mood just perfectly.
She's automatic
So automatic
The way that she moves
The way that she moves
She's automatic, so automatic
The way she moves, yeah
I could feel myself getting closer and closer, and I knew she was feeling the same. We were starting to get louder too, and finally I couldn't hold back anymore. I drove myself as deep into her as I could go, and now felt my cock pulsating as I exploded inside of her. She moaned my name over and over as I began to fill her with my cum, and just seconds later, her own cock began to throb, spewing her cum high into the air and it landed on her stomach and her breasts.
When we had both finished, I collapsed on top of her, still buried deep in her ass and we lay like that for quite a while... perfectly still. She ran her hands up and down my back, as we tried to catch our breath. Finally, I pulled out and rolled over onto my back at her side, and she laid her head on my chest and sighed, both of us feeling completely relieved.
"Did you enjoy it," she asked, finally.
"Definitely... I fucking... loved it." huffing in between words.
"I'm glad," she leaned over, giving me a kiss on the lips.
She sat up, and lit a cigarette, taking a drag and exhaling. I sat up too, and she offered me one, which I gladly accepted. Feeling so relaxed, I failed to realize my cock was actually still semi-erect at the moment. Something that I may have failed to notice, but Christina certainly realized. She laughed, reaching over and taking hold of it, and stroking it slowly.
"I see someone's got some energy leftover, huh?"
"Oh," I laughed. "Yeah... well, my stamina has always been like that to be honest with you."
"Well, that's okay by me honey," she said seductively. I watched as she put out her cigarette, and slid down the bed in such a seductive way that by the time she reached my cock it was standing at full attention once again.
I watched as she licked up and down the length of it, before taking me in her mouth yet again. I groaned, her head moving up and down, her lips sliding up and down over my shaft. Then, she did something I hadn't quite expected. As she continued to deep throat my cock, I felt something pressing against my asshole... her finger.
I was about to protest, when I felt it push into me and I gasped at the strange feeling. Her finger moved deep into my hole, and began moving around inside, against what I assumed was my prostate gland. I began trembling, as she rubbed my insides and sucked my cock, and though I had every intention of stopping her just a few moments earlier, I had now completely forgotten about that, leaving my mouth open and moaning.
It didn't take very long at all, between her sucking my dick, and the incredible motion of her finger, for me to hit the point of orgasm once more. This time however, it was much more intense then it had been when I was fucking her. I'd heard some people talk here and there about the type of orgasm a man can have, when the prostate is stimulated...but damn... those 'rumors' were true!
I lifted my ass off the bed, thrusting deep into her mouth and erupted like I had never come before. My cock pulsating and throbbing, I unleashed several thick, and long shots of cum straight down her throat, all of which she easily took with no trouble. When it stopped, I sank back into the mattress and found that I was still shaking from the force of the orgasm.
I would let everyone I knew know Christina was transsexual, before Casey ever had a chance to, removing any leverage she might have over me. I was also confident that my friends support would bring an end to her threats... at least for the present... until my brother Mike came home
Christina had asked me several times since I had made that decision, if I was sure that it was really something I wanted. My response to her question had never changed.
I wanted everyone to know the truth. I really liked being with Christina, and I just didn't care whether or not she was a genetic woman.
But that didn't mean there weren't a few worries and concerns here and there. I just felt it best to deal with those thoughts if, and when, they presented themselves.
We had not yet had actual sex together... which left me wondering exactly how that would even come about when the time came. What played on my mind the most was the fact that I had given her oral sex, and I had very much enjoyed it. So, what did that mean for the two of us when we actually decided to go all the way? Once again... these were questions I decided to deal with when they became more than just questions.
I waited until that Monday night before finally deciding it was the right time to tell my friends what was happening. We were at the practice space, and had just finished up a jam session and were now kicking back, enjoying some pizza and beer. The fan in the corner of the room was on full blast, pouring out cool air to help lower the temperature of the pressure cooker of a basement room we practiced in.
We had all worked up a tremendous sweat down there by the time we actually put our instruments down.
Call it a need for liquid courage, but I waited until I had gotten about six beers into a twelve pack before I cleared my throat. Joe glanced over at me, taking a drag of his cigarette, with a look on his face that said he knew I had something on my mind.
"Hey guys... can I tell you all something?"
They all looked over at me now, and I could feel their eyes on me... it was almost rather intimidating to be honest. I pushed the uneasiness aside though and popped the cap off of a new bottle of beer, taking a quick sip of the beer. "It's about Christina."
"Is it about how she's older than you?" asked Matt. "Because we think it's totally awesome that your dating an older woman."
They all started to laugh, and I gave a small chuckle. Joe laughed too, but not as loud as the others. He shrugged his shoulder, then cleared his throat to bring back the silence in the room so I could get to the point.
"It's not about that," I said. "It's actually got something to do with Casey, and what she's been holding over my head."
"Dude, just don't worry about that fucking bitch," said Brian, looking a little pissed off now. "She'll forget about you eventually."
"Yeah... I'm not so sure. See, I just wanted you all to know before Casey decides to tell you... because I won't sleep with her... um... Christina... she's not exactly your typical girl."
Joe blinked, putting his cigarette out in the ashtray and opening a fresh beer. "And, by that you mean?"
I took a deep breath, leaning forward and running a hand over my mohawk.
"Christina..." I sighed, "well... Christina is a transsexual."
I said it; I had finally gotten it out. It had taken me a few minutes, and six and a half beers, but I had said it and now I was waiting for some sort of response. The silence continued for almost a full minute, and was just starting to become unbearable when Matt cleared his throat and spoke up first.
"Are you being serious now dude? Because... she really doesn't look like a transsexual."
"No, no I know... I was surprised myself. But yeah, it's true."
"And, your okay with that," asked Joe.
It did not sound like he was judging me with such a question... more that he genuinely wanted to know if this was something that I was really okay with.
"Yeah... I really like her. A lot, so yeah, it's fine with me."
"Then it's okay with me," Joe said.
I was shocked at how outright he was about it, and I watched as he glanced over at Matt and Brian. Matt nodded his head, and held up his beer.
"It's cool with me too brother."
"Same here," Brian chimed in raising his glass as well.
"Wow," I said, relieved. "Thanks guys, that... that means a lot."
"Danny, listen... it's no ones business anyway, right? So don't worry so much about it brother. We have your back no matter what. Fuck that bitch Casey, she'll back off eventually."
I smiled, feeling more at ease from Joe's words and we continued drinking well into the night. It wasn't until around two in the morning, that we piled up the stairs and out of the practice room, making our way back to our homes for the remainder of the night. I got home drunk and simply collapsed into my bed, drifting off into a dreamless sleep.
The next morning, I awoke to a loud banging on the door to my apartment. Groaning, I rolled over on my bed, my head aching from a slight hangover. I pushed myself up onto my feet and walked across the apartment to the door, unlocking it and opening it slowly. There, on the other side of the door, stood none other then Casey, with a big grin on her face. She had a mini skirt on that showed off her smooth legs, leading down to her Doc Martins. She was wearing her leather jacket, unzipped, and I could see that she only had a white t-shirt underneath of it. The shirt was old and frayed, and you could practically see straight through the fucking thing.
It was obvious what she was attempting to do.
"What do you want," I asked, sounding very irritated.
"Well, I just thought I would stop by and see if you were ready to give up this stupid little fight and just come fuck me."
"No Casey," I said, shaking my head in frustration. "I already told you, I am not going to have sex with you. Our relationship is fucking over, how many times do I have to say it?"
She sighed, rolling her eyes and leaning against the door frame.
"Did you forget our little conversation the other day," she asked, a hint of sass in her voice.
"No, I didn't... but I don't care. Because I already told the guys myself last night that Christina is a transsexual. They don't give a shit either. They have my back completely. So, it doesn't mean shit what you tell them."
She seemed surprised that I had actually gone forward and told them myself before she had a chance. The shock in her eyes wore off quickly though, and she straightened herself up and now I could see she was getting pissed.
"Well, I bet you didn't tell your brother... did you?"
"No," I replied. "But I can't yet anyway. He's out on the road. Won't be back for a few months."
She smirked, backing away from the apartment door and nodding her head.
"Well...I hope you can get to him when he get's back, before I do Danny. Then again, I guess it doesn't matter. We both know he'll have the same reaction whether it comes from me or you."
With that said, she turned and walked away, leaving me hanging out my apartment door. I was still tired and feeling hungover, and now very pissed off that I'd had yet another visit from my ex-girlfriend. What bothered me the most though, was that she had a point. I wasn't really sure at all what Mike would do. His reaction might be positive, or it might be the same as it would be if my father were to find out.
If it ended up being negative though, she was right, it would be that same response whether Casey told him or I told him myself.
I'd had enough of this mornings little wake up call from Casey, and the paranoia that it had inflicted on me once again. It wasn't that anyone's opinion was going to stop me from being with Christina... I just didn't want to lose anyone important to me. In any case, I couldn't worry about it at the moment.
So, I started up the shower and jumped in, letting the hot water relax my body and soothe my muscles.
After I had cleaned up, I got dressed and made my way outside to a nearby pay phone to give Christina a call. I had off from work today, and I wanted to go see her so that I could tell her that the guys knew and that they were completely on my side. The phone rang twice, before she picked up.
"Hello?"
I smiled, relieved to hear her cheerful voice on the other end.
"Hey babe," I said. "What's up?"
"Hey Danny... how did it go last night? Did you tell them? Were they okay with it? I really hope nothing bad happened-"
"Christina, relax... it all went great. I have off from work today, why don't I come over? We can spend the day together, and I'll tell you everything."
She agreed, and I hung up the phone and started walking to her place right from there. When I got there, she was waiting outside, smoking a cigarette. She put out the smoke as she saw me coming and ran to me, throwing her arms around me and hugging me close.
"Their totally cool with it," I said, not wanting to wait.
"Really?"
"Yes! Joe, Matt and Brian all said it doesn't matter, as long as I'm alright with it myself."
"Oh, that's great," she sighed, relieved and we kissed.
"I had another visit from Casey this morning though."
Her calm slipped away, and suddenly she seemed very angry, as she stepped back and ran a hand through her hair.
"What the hell did she want now?"
"I told her that the band already knows. She seemed pissed at first, then she said that I better get to Mike about it before she does, when he gets back."
"God damn," she yelled, throwing her arms in the air. "This bitch doesn't stop, does she?"
"Casey's always been the type where once she sets her eyes on something, she doesn't stop until she gets it. But she's not going to win this time."
She gave me another kiss, and we made our way upstairs to her apartment. We sat and talked for a little while about how irritating Casey was, then celebrated the fact that my friends were okay with Christina. I told her about a new song that the band had written last night, and that we had a big show coming up in about a week that I wanted her to come to. She promised she would be there.
Talking led to the two of us sitting on the couch together not so long after, and with her head on my chest, I ran my hand through her soft hair as we sat in silence, just thinking. Eventually, she looked up at me and leaned in, giving me a kiss on the lips. I kissed her back, and we started making out. She slid over, sitting on my lap and wrapping her arms around me, sliding her tongue into my mouth.
I was getting really turned on at this point, and she could tell, as she probably felt my hard cock pressing against her ass. She giggled, breaking the kiss and started kissing and sucking on my neck, leaving her mark.
I moaned, as she continued biting my neck for a few moments before she slid down off the couch onto her knees in front of me. She reached up to unfasten my belt, and pants. Then pulled both of them, along with my underwear, down to my ankles. My hard cock sprang free, and she moved in close, licking and teasing the head with her tongue. I shivered as she teased me for a few moments, before wrapping her lips around me and taking me straight to the back of her throat. I leaned my head back, moaning louder, and gripping the sides of the couch. This girl really, really knew how to give a blowjob.
She stopped sucking then, and pushed me onto my back, standing up and sliding out of her shorts. She threw them aside, then removed her tank top, revealing that she had not been wearing a bra. Her tits exposed, as well as her own hard cock, I was more aroused now then ever before. She climbed on top of me, and we started kissing passionately again, our dicks pressing together as we did. She turned around, positioning herself with her ass right up in my face, and her dick just inches away from my mouth.
I felt her lips wrap around my cock once again, as she continued sucking me off, and I leaned up, taking her in my mouth as well. In sixty nine, we were going down on each other. This was the second time I had sucked her cock, and I found it just as enjoyable as the first time had turned out to be.
Even as I lay there enjoying myself though, I kept thinking about how shocked I was myself, that I could ever actually like doing something like this. It was certainly not enough to make me stop... it was just hard for me to imagine that I was doing it and doing a good job at it too. I could feel myself starting to build up, approaching orgasm, when she stopped suddenly and slipped off of me, lust in her eyes.
"I want you inside of me,"
"What?" I asked, my voice cracking with lust.
"I want you to fuck me!"
She wanted to take it a step further; something I had been waiting patiently, and curiously for. This was something I had wanted from day one, but I just didn't want to rush her.
"Fuck yes," I said, and she laughed.
She suggested that we take it from the living room to her bed, where it would be more comfortable and easier. She took me by the hand and led me down the hall into her room, and shut the door behind us, before shoving me onto her mattress. She climbed on top of me again, and grabbed a bottle of lube from the nightstand to the left of us. She popped the cap, and poured some into her hand, then took hold of my cock and started stroking and lubing it up nice and good.
She applied more to her hand, and reached behind her, smearing it over her hole and slipping a finger inside of herself to work it in real good. Once she felt like we were both ready, Christina took hold of my cock and carefully lowered herself down onto it.
I felt the warmth and tightness wrap around my cock, as I slid inside of her. She was chewing lightly on her lower lip, as she carefully took me inside, inch by inch. On top of me, she was in control of how much she took and how fast she took it, and that was alright with me. It wasn't very long, before she had completely taken my entire cock, balls deep in her ass.
She was tight... so much tighter than any pussy I had ever fucked. I'd had anal sex, and I knew that it generally felt a lot better then vaginal, because it was so much tighter, but Christina just felt incredible.
She leaned back on her hands, her cock laying against my stomach and smiled down at me.
"How do you like that?"
"You're so fucking tight," I groaned. "It feels good."
"It feels good to me too baby... your so hard inside of me."
I grabbed her by the hips, and she started riding me, bouncing up and down on my cock. The bed shook underneath of us as she rode me, and her own semi-erect penis flopped about, slapping against my stomach as she did. I reached up and took hold of it, and started stroking while she continued to ride me. She seemed to really appreciate that, judging by the look on her face, and the way she started moaning louder as I stroked her cock. We kept it up like that for a little while, before I flipped her over onto her back.
Now it was my turn to take control, and I could see in her eyes, that it was alright with her, it wasn't dominance, she had been teaching me, now she wanted me to take control.
With her legs wrapped around me, and her nails raking my back, I began pounding her ass with long hard strokes. In and out I slammed what she would later call her boipussy, harder and harder, driving my cock as deep as it could go without hurting her and she cried out in pleasure as I fucked her.
Our breathing seemed to sync up and so did our racing hearts as we moaned and groaned. In the corner of the room, the stereo she had turned on when we first came in was now blaring the song 'She's Automatic' by Rancid a song that, given the lyrics, seemed to fit the mood just perfectly.
She's automatic
So automatic
The way that she moves
The way that she moves
She's automatic, so automatic
The way she moves, yeah
I could feel myself getting closer and closer, and I knew she was feeling the same. We were starting to get louder too, and finally I couldn't hold back anymore. I drove myself as deep into her as I could go, and now felt my cock pulsating as I exploded inside of her. She moaned my name over and over as I began to fill her with my cum, and just seconds later, her own cock began to throb, spewing her cum high into the air and it landed on her stomach and her breasts.
When we had both finished, I collapsed on top of her, still buried deep in her ass and we lay like that for quite a while... perfectly still. She ran her hands up and down my back, as we tried to catch our breath. Finally, I pulled out and rolled over onto my back at her side, and she laid her head on my chest and sighed, both of us feeling completely relieved.
"Did you enjoy it," she asked, finally.
"Definitely... I fucking... loved it." huffing in between words.
"I'm glad," she leaned over, giving me a kiss on the lips.
She sat up, and lit a cigarette, taking a drag and exhaling. I sat up too, and she offered me one, which I gladly accepted. Feeling so relaxed, I failed to realize my cock was actually still semi-erect at the moment. Something that I may have failed to notice, but Christina certainly realized. She laughed, reaching over and taking hold of it, and stroking it slowly.
"I see someone's got some energy leftover, huh?"
"Oh," I laughed. "Yeah... well, my stamina has always been like that to be honest with you."
"Well, that's okay by me honey," she said seductively. I watched as she put out her cigarette, and slid down the bed in such a seductive way that by the time she reached my cock it was standing at full attention once again.
I watched as she licked up and down the length of it, before taking me in her mouth yet again. I groaned, her head moving up and down, her lips sliding up and down over my shaft. Then, she did something I hadn't quite expected. As she continued to deep throat my cock, I felt something pressing against my asshole... her finger.
I was about to protest, when I felt it push into me and I gasped at the strange feeling. Her finger moved deep into my hole, and began moving around inside, against what I assumed was my prostate gland. I began trembling, as she rubbed my insides and sucked my cock, and though I had every intention of stopping her just a few moments earlier, I had now completely forgotten about that, leaving my mouth open and moaning.
It didn't take very long at all, between her sucking my dick, and the incredible motion of her finger, for me to hit the point of orgasm once more. This time however, it was much more intense then it had been when I was fucking her. I'd heard some people talk here and there about the type of orgasm a man can have, when the prostate is stimulated...but damn... those 'rumors' were true!
I lifted my ass off the bed, thrusting deep into her mouth and erupted like I had never come before. My cock pulsating and throbbing, I unleashed several thick, and long shots of cum straight down her throat, all of which she easily took with no trouble. When it stopped, I sank back into the mattress and found that I was still shaking from the force of the orgasm.
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