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I had always known I was different. Since I tried on my sister's panties one day in the 4th grade, I had known. I had been with my best friend and I put on my sister's panties and my friend Chris had put on a pair of his sister's. I was really embarrassed that day because I got a little hard on when I was wearing the silky panties and bra, and I didn't know why. I didn't put on girl's clothes again until middle school. I had been watching the baseball game on TV and went to the bathroom. I noticed my sister Morgan's bikini hanging in the shower and felt a strong urge to touch it. I ran his hands over the smooth, stretchy material and shivered. I immediately tore my clothes off and started putting on the baby blue bikini without thinking. It felt great as I slid it up his legs and then when it cupped my butt and genitals, and I immediately got quite excited in that area. I began rubbing himself through the bikini and quickly shot a load into my hand so I wouldn't soil my sister's bikini, then I took it off and went back to my room. I began sneaking into my sister's room after school or when no one was home and dressing up in her clothes. My sister is two years older than me and she was a stunner. Blonde hair, perfect body, deep blue eyes and tanned skin. She was everything that I imagined myself to be when I was in her clothes. And her clothes were sexy. Alec had lots of short skirts, tight tops and loads of sexy panties and bras. Cotton, nylon, and spandex panties in every style were my secret delight for most of high school. I never told anyone about my dressing; I wanted to go out in public dressed but I was too afraid I would see someone I knew, worst of all someone from school. So I kept it to myself. I browsed all the internet sites about transsexuals, and I decided that was what I was because I wanted to be a girl. I loved looking at how pretty the transsexuals were even thought most of them still had cocks! I wanted to be like them, to be able to wear girl's clothes all the time and to have tits of my own, and I wanted a vagina. I didn't even like my penis, though it was pretty big for my size. I was very thin since I was a boy, never playing any sports except for soccer and I ran track, neither of which exactly built muscle on my slim frame. So I thought I made a pretty convincing girl in my sister's clothes. I had grown my hair out for over a year, because I knew that someday I would go out in public, as a girl and I wanted to have pretty hair and not have to wear a wig. So I learned how to straighten or curl my hair from my sister's fashion magazines, and I learned makeup tips from the websites of transsexuals that I saw online. Senior year was great. My sister had moved out and gone to college, but she left a lot of her clothes and beauty supplies at home. I had also built up a wardrobe of my own. Hidden in the back corner of my closet, I had a few nightgowns, lots of panties, a few bras and skirts, and my favorite item: c-cup breasts forms that were very realistic. Since I was now a senior, my parents thought it was ok to leave me at home now. "We trust you to be responsible and not get in trouble while we're gone, Johnny" my mom had told me as they were leaving. She obviously expected me to throw a party with his friends, which I had already considered. "Don't worry mom, It'll be just like you are here" I said, anxiously waiting for them to leave so I could begin with my fun. I saw my mom and her boyfriend off and watched their van drive down the street, then bounded up to my room, already getting aroused. I hadn't even told any of my friends that my mom was out of town so I could spend the whole weekend dressed up at home, which I had never gotten to do. As soon as I got upstairs, I put on pink boyleg panties and a pink spandex camisole. They both felt so great against my skin. I had shaved my legs since it was winter and no one would really notice since I was wearing pants most of the time. I loved looking at my tanned skin, on which I had no tan lines since I had been to a tanning salon on the other side of town a few times. My flat stomach looked great in the tight camisole, and I had shaved what little chest and body hair I had. I quickly went into the bathroom that I had shared with my sister and got out her straightening iron that she had left at home. I straightened my hair, giving it a little curve so it would frame my face. I then got out my makeup, which I had started buying when my sister's leftovers had run out. I spent almost an hour making up my face, then I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked great. My slim figure and unusually wide hips for a boy gave me a convincing body for a young girl, except for the lack of breasts. I planned to get hormones as soon as I was 18 and grow my own breasts, but until then I could get along just wearing the clothes because they felt amazing! After making up my face I did my toenails, and after I did my toenails I did my fingernails in a clear polish that wasn't too obvious, because I was supposed to stay the night at my best friend Chris' house tonight. I thought about canceling so I could stay dressed up for the whole weekend, but if I feigned sickness for the weekend I thought one of my friends might drop by to see me unexpectedly which could lead to them discovering my dressing. Besides, I liked Chris and was sure I could have fun even if I wasn't dressed. I spent the rest of the day lounging around the house, surfing the internet, and admiring myself in different outfits in every mirror I could find. Before I knew it, it was 7 o'clock and my friend Chris was calling. "What's up man we gonna get drunk tonight?" was the first thing he said. "Of course, what else would we do on a Friday night?" I answered masculinely. "Alright well just head on over here whenever you feel like it" "Ok later" I said hanging up. I knew that I couldn't undress without getting off first, so I began touching myself through the soft panties, quickly making me hard as a rock. I then pulled the panties down and started stroking myself while massaging my "boy pussy" with the other hand. I quickly came to an orgasm and just lay there for a few minutes, relaxing and caressing my body through the silky clothes. I then got up, put away all my girl clothes and got dressed and went to my friend's house. It turned out that Chris' parents were gone for the night, too, not coming back until the next night. Chris had already gotten a 24 pack of beer and a big bottle of vodka for us to have fun that night. "So you wanna go to a party man?" Chris asked me as we were sitting around watching TV and I was working on my 5th beer after a few shots of vodka. "I don't care man, I don't know of any cool ones going on" I replied in a very aloof voice. "Yeah, me neither. We could just sit around and get drunk and over here all night" "Sounds good to me" I said. So we sat around, watching a movie while we were super high and drinking throughout the night. Once midnight rolled around, we were both piss drunk sitting in his room with our eyes half closed. "Hey, you awake?" Chris asked, startling me from my stupor. "Yeah" "You remember that time in like 4th grade when we stayed up all night that time, and we dared each other to try on panties?" he asked curiously. My heart jumped. Chris and I had never talked about it since it happened, I had hoped he had forgotten since it wasn't as big of a deal to him as it was to me. But he was looking at me, waiting for an answer, and I couldn't tell where he was going with this. "Yeah kinda" I said timidly. "Dude I remember when you put on your sister's panties on you had a hard on. I had never seen one before" "Really? I can barely even remember it." I said, hoping that he couldn't tell that I remembered it like it was yesterday. "Yeah man we up in your room, and you put on that blue bra and panties, and you got all hard" he said, laughing a little. "Oh yeah I kinda remember" I conceded, trying to act like I was drifting off to sleep. "We should do it again man" he said. I sat up and looked at him. "You really want to?" I asked excitedly. "Yeah sure I'm bored, besides you can get another wood again probably" That thought had crossed my mind. I didn't know what Chris' intentions were with this game. I had always been a little suspicious of Chris' sexuality when we were kids, but he had slept with several girls now and I thought he was almost certainly only into girls and I saw no sign of him ever dressing up. But when I spent the night at his house, I always noticed that Chris would be very close to me when I woke up in the morning, but it was too hard to tell if it was on purpose, but I had tried to sleep closer to him too, not knowing why but I just wanted to cuddle with him when we were in bed. I wasn't gay, but Chris was the only guy that I had ever fantasized about, but I had thought about it a lot. "Shut up I will not" I managed. "Alright then let's do it." Chris got up and headed towards his sister's room, who was at a volleyball tournament, which was also where his parents were. Chris went right to his sister's panty drawer, giving me the impression that he had done this before. "Which ones do you want?" he asked me, digging through his sister's extensive collection of underwear. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know which of the panties to pick, so I picked my favorite: pink spandex boyshorts that said "SEXY" on the butt. I was already feeling my penis start to awaken and I knew it would be a struggle to keep it down when I put on the panties. Chris picked out a pair for himself, a bright green bra and panty set. Then, to my astonishment, Chris began undressing right in front of me. He pulled down his shorts, took off his shirt, and then dropped his underwear! It revealed that Chris was pretty well endowed for his size, too. He was almost exactly my height and weight, but I was a little wider in the hips. But he won the contest downstairs, and I also noticed that his penis was a long way from being hard, too. "Well are you gonna put yours on, or just stare at me?" he asked, and I noticed that I just been watching him as he tried to fasten the bra behind his back. I quickly undressed, revealing my totally hairless and nicely tanned body to Chris. "Wow, do you tan?" he asked, looking me up and down. "Yeah I've been once or twice" "It looks great, you shaved your whole body too huh? Even your crotch." He said, still observing my body. "Yeah, I just don't really like body hair" I said, noticing that Chris had very little. "You are enjoying this, aren't you?" he said, gesturing towards my penis which was standing at attention. I didn't respond. I just put on the panties and tucked myself away and began fastening the bra. Then without thinking I went over to Chris and buckled his bra behind his back since he was still struggling with it. "I'm getting the impression that you've done this before" he said with a smirk. "Maybe" I relented as I walked away, trying to give him a nice view of my butt in the panties. Back in Chris' room, we spent a few minutes striking poses in the mirror and taking pictures on Chris' camera. I was enjoying being dressed with Chris immensely, but the alcohol was starting to take its toll and I had to lay down because I felt sick. Chris brought me water and said he would carry me to the bathroom if I wanted, but I just asked him to bring me the trashcan. I drifted off with Chris gently rubbing my tummy and me wondering what we had gotten ourselves into. I awoke the next morning with a terrible headache and Chris' arms wrapped tightly around me. We were in a spoon position with my laying on my side and him curled up behind me with his arms around me. It felt wonderful. I shifted around a little bit and rubbed my butt against his crotch, and I quickly determined from the press of his cock against me that he was just as awake as I was. We lay there cuddling for several hours, and when I finally looked at the clock it was nearly 4 in the afternoon. "Hey I'm gonna go home for a while, but my mom is out of town so we can chill over at my house tonight if you want" I said, rolling over to face him. "Yeah sure...I'll come over at like six" he said, our faces only inches apart. As I untangled myself from him, I made sure to brush my hand over his cock ever so lightly, causing a quick draw of breath by Chris, as he watched me get up and walk away. I went home and took a long bath and thought things over. I didn't think I was gay, but I had always wanted to be with Chris with me dressed up, or better yet as a real girl. But I wasn't there yet. I thought about how it could change our friendship, what would happen if people found out, but I realized I didn't really care about that. I did realize though that I had to tell my parents. I wanted to start hormones immediately and I knew my parents would be understanding, although my Dad may take a while to come around. But as for the present, I decided to go all out. By the time Chris got to my house, I planned to look stunning. Before I got out of the bath, I shaved my whole body again, although it really didn't need it. Then I got out, and after admiring myself for a few minutes, put a towel on and spent the next 45 minutes doing my hair. Once I was satisfied with my hair I started on my makeup. I put on a lot of makeup, but I had gotten it down to where no could tell how much makeup I was wearing. It was definitely evening makeup this time though, dark eye shadow and eyeliner but no lipstick just a few heavy coats of gloss to make them shimmer. I went to my room and realized Chris was going to be there in 30 minutes and I wanted to paint my fingernails. Oh well, I decided and just put some extra gloss on them. I then went to my room and set out all of my clothes. I decided that my black g-string and bra set would be the right choice for tonight. I then picked out a short white cotton skirt that flared a little at the bottom, making it scandalously short. For a top I picked out a lime green spandex camisole and a short soccer style jacket since it was winter. But I made sure that both of these allowed a generous view of my stomach, in all its flat, tanned glory, because I thought that was the sexiest feature of my body. So I stuffed my cock and balls back between my legs, which was difficult considering I was already getting a little stiff, but I got it hidden and slid the panties up my legs. I then put on the bra and arranged the breastforms so they looked right. As I looked at myself in the mirror I realized that even when I was only in a bra, you could hardly tell that my tits weren't real. I then put on my spaghetti strap camisole and jacket, then stepped into the skirt, only bringing it up just barely enough so that my thong didn't show in the back, but the strings on the side definitely did. I looked at the clock, and it was 6. I scampered excitedly down to my parents room and sprayed a little of my mom's perfume on myself, and then I heard the doorbell ring. My heart was pounding, if he didn't accept me then our friendship was probably destroyed and so was my happiness at school. I went to the door and hesitated, then opened it. "Holy shit" Chris said as he gaped at me. "What do you think?" I said coyly, and giving him a little spin on my toes. "Wow" he said, still staring at me, obviously liking what he saw. "Come on in, call me Emily" I said, walking away sexily. I walked directly up to my bedroom, knowing that was where I wanted this to end up. "Wanna watch a movie or something?" I asked mindlessly. "Yeah sure...Emily" he replied with the same tone but a little smirk in his mouth. I put in a jumpy zombie movie and sat down on the couch and Chris came down and sat next to me. We weren't cuddling at first but we worked our way slowly towards his arm being around me and my arm around his waist. I was slowly rubbing his hips and stomach and I began to work my way down to his crotch. When I slipped my hand into his pants I was surprised to find that he had a pair of silky pink panties on! By this time he had grabbed me and kissed me so that was now laying on top of him stroking him through his panties. He slipped his hands up the back of my skirt and was massaging my ass probing my hole with his fingers, making me press my whole body against his. He then pulled down my panties (which I had taken so much care to pick!) and pulled my dick free and began caressing me while we were still kissing deeply. I decided to take it to the next level and pulled off Chris' shirt in one smooth motion. I then began unbuttoning his pants I took them off. I then paused and took in Chris' body. He was wearing cute pink bikini panties that hugged his crotch, and it looked liked his cock was straining to get out of them. It also looked like he had shaved his whole body, too! He had a few more tan lines than me but he looked gorgeous. I ran my hands up his smooth legs and slowly pulled down his panties and let his cock spring free. I slowly began to rub his dick up and down, and running my hands all over his smooth skin. I then moved in for my first blowjob. I began to slowly lick the top, then I began taking as much as I could of it into my mouth, rubbing hands up and down his dick and playing with his balls. In the midst of this wonderful experience, Chris had spun around and I noticed he was now pulling down my skirt. He then pulled my crotch down towards him and took my whole cock into his mouth. I had gotten my cock sucked by girls before, but that was nothing like this, I was breathing hard and going after his cock even more taking the whole of it into my mouth and teasing it inside my mouth with my tongue. Then, to my delight, he started massaging my boy pussy. At first he just caressed it but when he saw my response he stuck a finger in, then worked his way up to two. After a minute or two of this, I was about to moaning uncontrollably and was about to come but Chris stopped. "I don't want this to end yet" he said kissing me deeply. "Oh we're not done yet, trust me" I said pushing him onto his back on the bed and climbing on top of him. I continued making out with him vigorously and rubbing his cock. Without him even knowing I grabbed the bottle of KY warming jelly that I had by my bed and put it in his hand. He stopped for a second and looked at the bottle but then he realized what I wanted and took the cap off the bottle and started kissing me again. He started rubbing the KY into my ass with one of his fingers, then I took the bottle from him and put some on my hang and slowly massaged it onto his dick as we made out. Then I sat up on my knees and guided his cock into my ass, looking up at the ceiling and moaning with pain and pleasure. I then rode him like I had always wanted to, bouncing up and down as fast as I could with my breast forms jiggling on my chest and Chris spare hands caressing my cock. I could feel him deep inside of me. I rode even harder than I had always imagined. It only took about a minute for both of us to come, him in my ass and me into my hand, out of courtesy for Chris. We lay there for a while after fucking, just cuddling and caressing each other through the sexy clothes we were wearing. I drifted off to sleep after watching the movie for a while, but woke up to the feeling of Chris' cock rubbing up against my thigh. I rolled over and started caressing him. We lay in bed for what could've been hours just making out and grinding and touching each other. To my surprise, he rolled on top of me and started rubbing the KY warming jelly onto my cock, then, kneeling over me just as I had done to him, he guided my rock-hard cock deep inside of his hole. After about 20 minutes of me fucking him hard and me caressing his legs and cock, we both came and settled down for the night with our crotches in very close contact between our panties. I woke up the next day a little sore in my ass, honestly, but I was satisfied with what had happened the night before. I had been waiting so long to experience being treated like a girl and my first experience was amazing. I loved the feeling of a guy seeing me in girl's clothing and wanting me. Chris woke up at about the same time as me, and after a deep kiss and goodbye rubdown, he reluctantly left, leaving me with a nice view of his cute little butt in the panties he wore to my house. After he left, I sat there thinking for a long time. I knew what I was going to have to do, but I had to gather up the courage to do it. My mom coming home that day, and I didn't even want to hide myself from her. I didn't want to wash off the makeup, take off the panties, or hide my toenails. So I decided to tell my mom that night. She came home and we talked about her trip and what I had done while she was gone, I obviously told a few lies. "Mom I have to tell you something" I said, sounding very serious with my heart pounding. "What is it honey?" she said sympathetically. "You remember in the 4th grade when I tried on Alec's panties, and I was really upset for a while?" I asked. "Yes..." "Well I'm transsexual. I think I have been like this since I was born, that's why I got so upset because I enjoyed it but I thought it was wrong. I have always wanted to wear girl's clothes and now that I have gotten older I have realized that I want to be girl." "Are you gay?" she asked quizzically. "No I don't think so, I have thought about it before but in general guys do not turn me on. Being with a girl as a girl is what I have always wanted to do. I know it probably doesn't make sense to you, but it's how I've always felt." "Honey it's ok I understand. I know that if this is the way you feel, it is unchangeable. If you like boys it is ok, if you want to be a girls and be with girls or boys it is ok, I understand that you can't change that" "Really? Thanks mom!" I said, rushing over to hug her. As I hugged her, she rubbed my back and felt the camisole I was wearing. "What is that?" she asked, pulling away from me. "It's a camisole" I said sheepishly. "So you're wearing girls clothes right now..." "Yes" I replied. "Well I want to see you in your girl's clothes, if you're going to be my daughter, I want to see my daughter." "Ok, well I don't want to get all dressed up but I'll be right back" I said, scampering away. I went up my room and put on my favorite pink boyshort panties and pink bra, then put on a pink camisole and pink polyester pajama pants. It was the cutest bedtime outfit that I could think of. I then let my hair down since it still looked decent from the night before and brushed it out. After a little lip gloss, I went downstairs to present myself to my mom. "Oh my gosh!" she exclaimed, I couldn't tell what her reaction was, only that it was shock. I just stood there for a second or two, waiting for her to respond. "You're...beautiful" she said, allaying all my fears. "Thank you!" I exclaimed, running over to give her a big hug. "I'm so glad you're ok with this mom, I knew you would be but now I can just be myself. I feel like I've been acting like someone else all my life but now that I can express who I really am, I'm so happy. I'm never going to wear guy clothes again. Can I go on hormones so I don't turn into a boy any more than I have? I don't wanna be a guy mom, I wanna start growing breasts and get a sex change operation when I turn 18" "All in good time honey, we probably have to go see a therapist to get you hormones, but I will support you 100 percent" she said. TWO YEARS LATER I sat in my apartment, worrying about my surgery in two months. I was nineteen now, and I was all woman except for my little secret between my legs. I had a gorgeous pair of c-cup breasts, a flat stomach, and an ass that made men watch me walk away. I had an apartment in the city, where I went to college. I frequented the TG bars there, many times hooking up with other TG's because most girls aren't interested in a guy that has a non functional cock and a pair of tits. But TG's were different. They didn't have function, either, so we would arouse each other with our hands and dildos all night, and I experienced pleasure that I had never even imagined. I could not wait to have my surgery and finally have a real vagina so I could be a real girl. I was pretty sure that I liked girls, but I enjoyed being with TG's too, and I did hook up with some of the cutest guys at TG bars too, so I guess I liked a little bit of everything. He would come visit me occasionally, he was transitioning too but he was not as far along. He/she was beautiful though. Curly blonde hair, cute little a-cup breasts on his petite little body. He still had his beautiful cock, too. He would come visit me for a few days and we would fuck like rabbits for a whole weekend. I loved just walking around in my panties and watching his reactions. I never put on anything but lingerie that whole weekend and usually I was just a pair of panties. It was the same way for Chris. He knew that I was watching his cute butt walk away every time I talked. I couldn't wait until he had a vagina and we could eat each other all night. I hadn't had any real relationships, I wasn't sure what I wanted yet. I did enjoy sucking cock though, it really made me feel like a woman and I loved being so good at it. I loved wearing my sexiest clothes out to clubs, so I met a really hot transsexual girl at a local club one night. That was the most significant relationship that I had during those two years. I was sitting at the bar, and a very pretty young girl came up to me "Can I buy you a drink?" she said, looking into my eyes. She was beautiful, blue eyes, blonde hair, nice body with a very round little ass and perky little titties. She had on a very short white skirt and light low cut blue tank top that showed off what she had. "Sure" I answered as sexily as I could. "I'm Alyssa" she said extending her hand. "Emily" I replied. "You dance Emily?" she asked, raising her eyebrows. "I can try" I replied meekly, downing my drink. "I can show you, trust me" she said grabbing my hand and leading out to the dance floor. The song playing was a very fast club song and I wasn't sure I knew how to dance to that, but Leah just pulled me towards her and started grinding on me. I immediately just fell into rhythm with her body. She then wrapped her hands around my waist when she was behind me. She rubbed her hands up and down on my stomach, slowly working her way up to my breasts and trying to gauge my reaction. I gave her the go ahead by moving them upward onto to my breasts and then spun around so were dancing face to face. She immediately began grinding up against me and I could feel her hard cock tucked back between her legs. I was getting really aroused to and decided we need a break. So we went back to the bar and got another drink and chatted for a while, occasionally caressing each other's thighs and hands to show our teeming desire for each other. After two more drinks, neither of us could keep our hands off each other so I asked "Wanna go back to my apartment and we can relax and have some coffee?" "Absolutely, I'm tired of this place" she replied. So we went back to my apartment right across the street, holding hands on the way. I got a beautiful glimpse of her ass in a black thong as I climbed the stairs behind her. We got back to my apartment and asked "You want me to put on a pot of coffee?" "Sure" "I can put on a movie, too, if you want" I said. "That sounds nice." She replied. I put on a pot of coffee and put in the same zombie movie that I had watched the first night that I had made love with Chris. The movie worked its magic and we were soon cuddling in each other's arms. "I'm gonna run to the bathroom real quick" I cooed in her ear, giving her thigh a squeeze as I got up. I went to my bedroom and quickly took off all my clothes. I put on a pink thong and push up bra set, and then a pink Lycra nightie that clung to my body and barely went down enough to cover my crotch. I then walked out into the doorway of my bedroom. "Hey baby, I don't think I want to watch the movie anymore" I said sexily. Alyssa turned around and immediately her mouth dropped into a gaping, shocked smile. She got up and walked towards me slowly. "What did you have in mind?" she whispered as she licked my ear and pulled me toward her. I melted into her arms and pulled her into my bedroom. She was rubbing my ass through the Lycra and devouring my tongue as I pulled her skirt down. I rubbed her through her panties for a minute or two as she caressed my ass, making me moan in pleasure. I then slowly took down her panties and was delighted to see her large cock pop free. She took off my shirt and was caressing my nipples as I stroked her rock hard shaft. She took off my panties next and began fingering my hole as I licked her nipples. I then laid her back on the bed, and just like I had done with Chris, I said, "I wanna ride you baby". All she could do was nod as I kneeled on top of her, just above her rock hard shaft. I slowly lowered myself onto her, facing her so we could see each other's faces as I slid her dick into my boy pussy. I crouched and bounced up and down on her shaft, watching her titties bounce and rubbing my own, and feeling her shaft deep inside me. I came to an orgasm just as she squirted her cum into my little hole. I collapsed on the bed next to her after we fucked and fell asleep in arms, feeling her cock against my leg. Alyssa and I actually carried on an exclusive relationship for about two months, but she was more into men and said that she really needed to just be with a man. I understood and was not very upset because my surgery was coming up and that would be the happiest day of my life. The surgery went off without a problem. I now had a vagina. It was wonderful, everything about it. I never wanted to wear clothes because I loved to play with my new pussy and look at my shaved, smooth crotch. I loved not wearing panties with skirts. It felt like I was almost naked and I sometimes gave a guy that was ogling a sneak peek up my skirt. I loved the attention I got from guys now. Like I said, I was mostly into girls but a man did know how to make me feel like a woman sometimes. But most of my hookups with guys were not long term relationships. When I met a cute lesbian, though, that's when I was happy. I met a girl named Danielle one night at a lesbian bar. She was a little taller than me, a little heavier too. But she was by no means overweight, she was just voluptuous and had more curves. I loved her body. It was so soft, so girly. She was very tan and had long brown hair. Her best feature was her breasts. Not only were they big, they were just perfect, the kind that I would like suck on all night. "So you wanna go get a bite to eat somewhere a little more quiet?" she asked me, as I realized I had been ogling her body for a good 30 seconds. "Yeah I'm tired of this place" I replied. So we went to a little Italian restaurant just down the street from my house, and I learned that she lived right across the street from me. We sat and talked at dinner for a long time and drank a bottle of wine by ourselves and we were really enjoying ourselves when we realized the restaurant was totally empty. "Shit, I didn't realize we were closing this place down" I said. "Yeah me neither I'm not really that tired yet" she replied. I took this as a hint and asked "Well I live just across the street, you could come over to my place for a while and we could watch a movie or something". I was back to my old tricks. I thought I was going to seduce her at my apartment but as soon as we got in the door Danielle grabbed me and pulled me towards her. "So...what do you...wanna do?" she said, grabbing my ass to finish the sentence. "Let's go to the bedroom" I said, jumping on her and wrapping my legs around her waist. She carried me to the bedroom devouring my tongue as we went. She laid me down on the bed and we just kissed madly, rubbing each others bodies. She slowly worked her hand up my thigh as were kissing and finally stuck a finger into my pussy. After working it for a few minutes, she put another finger in. The feeling it gave me was electric. I loved the feeling of having something inside my pussy, nothing in the world could compare to it. As she got me writhing with her fingers, I hastily tore all of her clothes off her body and began sucking on her tits and rubbing her pussy with my fingers. We somehow worked our way into a 69 position, and she was eating my pussy with her fabulous tongue and fingering my boy pussy with two fingers. It was pure bliss. I didn't even know what was happening, but I devoured her pink little pussy and rubbed all over her body until I came to a screaming orgasm at the same time she did, then we just cuddled. But about twenty minutes later we were both horny again and began fingering each other, when I reached below the bed and pulled out a strap on dildo that I had under the bed and strapped it on her. I then lay back on my back and let her fuck me with it while rubbing my tits and boy pussy. I came to another screaming orgasm and then fucked her the same way. After that we called it a night and curled up next to each other, naked and satisfied. THE END THIS IS MY FIRST STORY... LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!