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Transforming the Virgin TG adult fiction by talltglover. If you are offended by men or women having sex with transgenders or hermaphrodites, or live in an area where such activity is illegal, or are too young to be reading adult erotica, please do not continue. This story is unlike most of my other fiction, which concerns men turning into women (conceptually) or hermaphrodites and having sex with other men. This story was written as a special request, and is about women becoming hermaphrodites and their sexual adventures during and following that transformation. If you haven't read the earlier stories, Hotel Hermaphrodite and Off-Label Use, I encourage you to do so, since many characters and plot lines overlap. My name is Ming. I'm 25 years old, and a personal assistant. I was born in San Francisco to a very traditional chinese family. They wanted me to have an education, and sent me to the east coast for college. When I was 13, they introduced me to Henry, a boy from a well-to-do family from Hong Kong, who was about to move to San Francisco to avoid the communist take-over there in 1999. After we met, I was told that he was my fiance, and we would wed when we were both 26 years old, because the horoscope predicted a successful outcome then. I've seen Henry on and off since then. In the last year, he flys in to see me every few weeks. He's a successful businessman, and is very traditional. He made it clear, when we were 14 or 15, that we must both remain virgins until our wedding night. I've kept my virginity intact. It was a bit of a struggle, since, even though I'm short and thin, I have a pleasing shape, especially from behind (which is my best "asset", LOL). I live in a nice suburban neighborhood. My parents purchased the house for me while I was attending college. They called it an investment, and, with the way real estate has been going, it looks like it was a good investment. Our postman is an idiot. I'm always getting my neighbor's mail. I usually just put it back in the box, and let him re-deliver it the next day. Today I got a fairly big box for my neighbor Julie. Too big to put in the mailbox, I figured I'd just take it over. When I got to her house, I knocked. Julie opened the door. "Another box for you..." I said, handing her the box. "Thanks. They're my vitamins. I don't know why our mailman is such an idiot," she said. "I think he might be dyslexic. He's always confusing 234 and 243, so I end up with your mail and you end up with mine," I said, laughing. "Anyway, I need to go scrounge up some dinner before Survivor comes on." "Ming, we're having lasagna tonight. Kylie made a lot. Why don't you stay for dinner and watch Survivor with us?" Julie said. I was feeling kind of lonely, so I figured why not? "It's so nice of you to ask. I'd love to. It gets kind of lonely in the house by myself," I said. Julie led me to her living room. Her husband, Todd, was sitting on the sofa. I took a spot in a nearby chair. "Ming will be joining us for dinner and Survivor tonight," Julie said to Todd. "Nice to have you over, Ming. How is the wedding planning coming?" Todd inquired "It's tough doing it 2000 miles away, by myself. But, I'm coping," I said. Julie called to Kylie to make us some drinks. "Julie, it must be very nice having a housekeeper," I said. "I don't have a housekeeper," Julie said. "I thought Kylie..." I said. "Oh, Kylie isn't our housekeeper. She's Todd's girlfriend," Julie said. Todd smiled. I was a bit shocked. "I thought you just got married last year?" I fumbled "We did. We have an unusual relationship, though," Julie said. "I'll say. I can't imagine letting Henry bring home a girlfriend to live with us," I said. Julie laughed. "No, you don't understand. I found Kylie for Todd. She's kind of like a reward," Julie said. "A reward?" I said. "Todd lets me make all the decisions, in and out of the bedroom. He operates on a threat and reward system. I have a threat that keeps him in line, and provide him rewards if he continues to please me," Julie said. Kylie came in with a small pitcher of drinks, and shot glasses. "I see," I said, still not quite understanding, but now uncomfortable speaking about Kylie in front of her. Kylie poured drinks, handing each of us a shotglass. "Skoal!" she yelled and drained her glass. Julie and Todd drank theirs down. I did the same. The drink was warm, not unpleasant. I tasted something vaguely sweet. "What was that I just drank? I don't think I've ever had warm alcohol," I asked Kylie. "It's called Warm Sex. It's served warm, like you'd find it in Norway. That's why we say Skoal when we drink it," Kylie responded "I kind of like it. It doesn't bite like some drinks, very smooth," I said. Kylie poured another round for us, emptying the pitcher. "Skoal!" she yelled and we all drank. Julie broke the silence. "Kylie, I was explaining how you're Todd's girlfriend." "Yes, just one big happy family here, in one big bed. I get to stay until Todd doesn't do as he's told, and then I'd have to go," Kylie said with a smile. "You're ok with that?" I asked. "Well, yes and no. If I go, I might have to take Todd with me," she said, laughing. "Not with what she has hanging over me. I'm being a good boy and enjoying my rewards," Todd said. Kylie disappeared back into the kitchen and announced a few moments later that dinner was ready. We ate in the dining room, the four of us. After dinner, we watched Survivor, then had a lively discussion about it until quite late. They invited me over the next night for dinner, so we could talk more Survivor. The following night, we had our usual two rounds of Warm Sex, then settled down to a fabulous dinner of meatloaf. Kylie could really cook. After dinner, we had another two rounds of Warm Sex, and drifted off the Survivor topic. Somehow, we ended up talking about my upcoming wedding. Julie volunteered to help me out with wedding plans, since she had just been through it herself. The next day was Saturday, and Henry was visiting. Julie invited us both for dinner. Kylie's Saturday meal was roast duck. Henry was very impressed by Kylie's cooking ability. He was uneasy once he found out that the neighbors were a "threesome", but wasn't unpleasant about it. They served Warm Sex before the meal, as usual. Henry said he liked it. After dinner, he asked if he could have another shot of the drink. Kylie made him wait for it several minutes while she prepared the dessert in the kitchen. He wasn't particularly happy about waiting, but enjoyed the drink when he got it. She poured him an extra shot, to make up for the wait. Once we got back to my house, as usual, Henry complained of jet lag, and went to his bedroom. I retired to my own bedroom. Following my making breakfast for Henry, I took him to the airport, where he boarded his private jet, to go his next business meeting in London. He'd be back in a week. I saw Julie out in her yard when I pulled in. She came over. "Would you like to come over and talk wedding? I pulled out my wedding planning book," she said. "That would be great! I'm so far behind," I said. When I got to Julie's, she had the dining room table covered with wedding magazines. Her own personal planning guide was a 2" thick binder. I was impressed, and humbled. My own planning guide consisted of a few sheets of mis-matched stationary. "I bought you a planner. I didn't think you had one," she said, producing a small book. "Thanks," I said. I opened the book. It was layed out to hold all kinds of information on everything from the pre-wedding party to the honeymoon wardrobe! We started to go through the book, filling in the information I had on my papers. Several times, I told Julie that I'd have to ask Henry, because he was going to decide that. Eventually, she started to frown at me whenever I said it. Finally, she said "It's your wedding. You can choose a napkin color without asking Henry!" "I'm trying to be the traditional chinese wife," I said. "And he'll run over you. I saw how he treated you at dinner. Like you're his possession. You need to stop that now, before the wedding, or it'll only get worse," she said. "We've been engaged since we were 13," I said. "You can't tell me that you can't wrap him around your finger when it comes to sex?" she asked. "Henry and I are both virgins. We haven't had sex," I confessed. "Oh! THAT's the problem," she said. "Why?" I asked. "Once you have sex with a guy, you then have the ability to control him. He'll want to have sex with you again. If you act the right way, and do the right things, you'll own him. He'll do anything you want for more sex," she said. "We made a promise not to have sex until our wedding night," I said. "Have you done any petting?" I asked. "No, the closest we've ever gotten to that was touching through clothes. And he didn't seem particularly interested when I did it," I said. "Have you ever considered a lap dance?" she asked. "What's that?" I asked. "Basically, he sits in a chair. You wear a bikini and rub yourself on him until he explodes in his pants," Julie explained "Oh. He'd never agree to it," I said. "How about if you wore regular clothes and did it, without telling him what you had in mind?" Julie asked. "Perhaps. But I think he'd throw me off him the minute he figured out what I was trying to do. And, I don't know if I could do it," I said. "I'm sure you could do it. I'll show you how, using Todd. You just do it to Henry," she said. "I'd be too embarassed," I said, blushing. "Nonsense. You can't see anything. It's just two people kissing on the sofa. You wouldn't get embarassed if you saw Todd and I kissing on the sofa, would you?" she asked. "No, I guess not," I said. "Does Henry like your ass or your chest?" she said. "I'm sure he likes my ass. He's complimented me on it many times," I said, giggling. "So, I'll show you how to do it, so that it makes him think about your ass," she said. "I don't know. It sounds good in theory, but I don't think that he'll let me do it," I said. "All guys are the same, even ones which claim to be virgins. He might protest a bit at first, but I'm sure he'll enjoy it in the end," she said. "And how will that make him less bossy?" I asked. "You're showing yourself to be in control of the sex from the start of the sexual relationship, even if you aren't really having sex. From there, you'll expand your control. Trust me. This works," she said. "Ok," I said. "Todd!" Julie yelled. I heard Todd yell back from a distant spot in the house that he was coming. A moment later, he arrived in the dining room. "We need to teach Ming how to do a lap dance for Henry," she said. Todd laughed. "Ok. Shall I drop to boxers, or nothing?" he said, unbuckling his pants. I turned away. "Todd, fully clothed. Sorry," Julie said. Todd re-buckled his pants. "Sorry, Ming, but Julie usually goes for boxers," he said. We went into the living room. "Todd, give me your belt," Julie said. Todd removed his belt, handing it to Julie. Julie wrapped it around his hands, behind his head. His hands immbolized, Julie turned to me "It's important in a lap dance that he doesn't touch you with his hands. It reinforces the fact that you're in total control. And, in your case, it prevents him from leaving or cutting it short," she said. Todd was on the sofa, half laying, half sitting. Julie sat down on his thighs, and started to rub her crotch up and down his leg. Todd watched her intently. She began to speak to him "Todd, isn't my ass nice? You'd like to touch it, wouldn't you? Oh, you're tied up. I'll just have sit in your lap. Wouldn't you like me to sit on your lap? Oh, what's that hard thing in your pants? It's so hard under my soft ass. It's like sitting on a steel rod. Don't you like my ass rubbing against your steel rod?" Julie continued the banter as she slowly moved across his leg, sat in his lap, and stroked his manhood through his pants with her hand. Todd was breathing hard. His hands were twisting in the belt. Julie stood up abruptly. "So, you see how it's done?" she said, leaving Todd gasping. It was, I admit, very erotic. "Yes," I said. "Would you like to give it a try?" she said. Todd smiled at me, in a kind of pleading way. "No, I don't think I can," I said. "Oh, come on. Todd can't touch you. And you really should practice before you do it to Henry, so you can do it effectively," Julie said. "I'm too embarassed," I said. "Ming, Todd won't say anything. He'll just be silent. It'll be like you're doing it with a manikan, I promise," Julie said. I looked at Todd. "I have to do what she says. If she says silent. I'll be silent," Todd said. "Just sit on his knee. Do that part," Julie said. I gave it a moment, then went over and sat on his knee. I kind of rubbed myself back and forth a few times. "Ming, the talk is actually more important that the movement," Julie said. "Ok. Henry, do you like my ass?" I said. "Don't let him answer. Just keep talking," Julie said. "Oh, Henry. I want to sit in your lap. I want you to touch my ass. I want to rub myself on you," I said, moving back towards Todd's crotch. I felt his cock through his pants. It was hard. "What is that steel pipe in your pants? I'd like to feel that pipe on my ass," I said, as I moved my ass across his crotch. Todd couldn't hold still. He was moving slightly. I knew I wasn't doing too badly. I continued to grind my ass onto his erection. "That pipe is huge. How would it feel touching my little asian ass?" I said "It would wrip me open. Oh, how I'd like to feel it wrip me open..." I said. Todd grunted, and bucked his hips at me. I rubbed my ass up and down his erection. "Oh, my little ass can't take your big pole" I said. Julie intervened "You can stop now, Ming. Todd came," she said, laughing. I got up immediately, and turned beet red. Looking back, Todd had a growing wet spot in his pants. "Sorry," I said. "Don't ever apologize for making a guy come. Let him apologize for coming too early," Julie corrected me, as she undid the belt around Todd's wrists. "Thanks for that. You have a great ass, by the way. Now I have to go clean up," he said as he left the room. "Now that wasn't so hard, was it?" Julie said. "No, not at all," I conceded. "Now, back to those napkins" Julie said, as she walked back into the dining room... I made some decisions that afternoon. I felt more confident of myself. I was still there at dinner time. Two rounds of Warm Sex, followed by home made Calzones followed by four more rounds of Warm Sex (Kylie and Julie skipped the after dinner drinks, so there was more for Todd and I). After work Monday, Julie showed up at my door with a small pitcher of Warm Sex and a handful of wedding gown advertisements for me to see. When we finished up the pitcher, we were both a little tipsy. I confided that I though I might need more practice in lap dancing. She called Todd over. I pretended Todd was Henry. I told him that I needed to kiss him, but I didn't want him to get too excited, so I needed to tie his hands together to prevent that. Todd cheerfully went along. I performed for him. My speech was a little slurred, but my banter was better. Todd soaked his pants after about 4 or 5 minutes of my peformance. Julie said I was getting better at it. The next day I met Julie at the bridal shop to look at gowns. Most were too frilly and poofy for me. There were a few that I thought looked ok, but Julie said that they made my ass look big. When we got back home, she called over and found that Kylie had held dinner for us. We went over, had drinks as usual, and then a great meal of baked flounder. After dinner, Kylie said, "I hear that you're learning to lap dance." I blushed "Kind of," I said. "You know, practice makes perfect," she said. "I heard that," I said. "Todd, why don't you and Ming go into the living room and practice?" Julie said. "We'll clean up the dishes, and you won't have us there to embarass you." I was a little embarassed, but Todd took my hand and led me to the living room. He handed me a "wire tie", showed me how to use it as a pair of handcuffs, sat down and stetched his hands behind his head. I got the wire tie on without a problem, then proceded to do the lap dance. About a minute or so into it, Todd said "You'll make Henry go wild if you accidentally on purpose put your hand on his erection periodically." So, accidentally on purpose, I placed my hand on Todd's erection. He had a nice sized cock, from what I could tell through the pants. Before Julie and Kylie came in, I had successfully gotten Todd to come in his pants. When they came in, I was cutting the wire tie off Todd. "I see congradulations are in order," Kylie said. "She's getting better. But needs more practice I think," Todd said. I blushed. On Wednesday, Julie and I went to another bridal shop to see dresses. There was nothing there that I liked. Like the previous day, Kylie held dinner for us. We had drinks, dinner, and I did some more practicing with Todd. I felt I was making progress. Thursday was Survivor night. We had drinks, dinner, more drinks, watched Survivor, had more drinks, and I practiced with Todd half drunk. Friday, Julie called "Graduation night." I was to perform, not drunk, on Todd, while Kylie and Julie watched and critiqued my performance. Todd held on as long as he could, but, in the end (get it?), I got him to come. Kylie and Julie both applauded my peformance. We had drinks and dinner. On Saturday, Henry arrived from London. He was on London-time. So, by the time he arrived in the afternoon, it was already night. Kylie came over to fix us a romantic dinner. We started with Warm Sex, four shots each, then had a three course meal, which Henry followed by more Warm Sex. By the time Kylie and I got Henry to the living room, he was quite tipsy. It was nothing to zip-tie his hands. After Kylie left, I straddled him and kissed him, then peformed. He moaned a bit, and thrashed around a bit, but came too quickly. When I accidentally on purpose touched his cock through his pants, I was disappointed in its size, although it was quite hard. As I released Henry from the zip ties, he said "That was interesting," and then made his way to his room. The next morning, Henry said nothing to me about the performance. I wasn't sure he even remembered it. As I was saying goodbye at the airport, he said, "I'm looking forward to next weekend. Perhaps I'll get drunk again and you can give me another lap dance." Before I could say anything, he was gone. I drove home confused. I went to see Julie. Todd made me a drink to calm me down. We talked about Henry's comment. Finally, we decided that he must have enjoyed it, but was too reserved to speak about it. Julie was eager to show me some more lap dance moves. Todd was eager for me to learn those moves. So, for the next week, I came over every night, had a drink to steady myself, and peformed on Todd. When Henry showed up on Saturday, I was really raring to go. Kylie came over to prepare us dinner. Todd had six shots of Warm Sex before dinner to my two. He picked at his food. After dinner, he asked if he needed a few more drinks? I told him no, and produced a zip tie. Moments later, he was on the sofa, and I was peforming on him. He didn't last very long this time either. But, he smiled a lot afterwards, and gave me a kiss goodnight, something he had neglected many times in the past. That night, when I went to bed, I was kind of horny. I touched myself down there and found my clit was hard. I stroked it feverishly until I came in a glorious orgasm. Sunday, after Henry left, I stopped in to see Julie. We had some drinks, and I told her how all was going according to plan. Henry was letting me do lap dances, and he was very romantic afterwards. I also asked her whether girls who give lap dances have orgasms when they do it. She said, "Certainly". I explained how I got horny doing it, but didn't come. She called in Todd and showed me a few "advanced" moves. When I did the advanced moves, they stimulated my pussy. By the time Todd was about to come, I was also just about there. Todd beat me to the finish line, but I finished also. Julie, who watched, said my peformance was "stellar but needed some practice to make it perfect." So, for the next week, I went over to Julie's for drinks, dinner, and practice with Todd. On graduation night, Friday, I prolonged Todd's agony until I had my orgasm. Todd told me afterwards that watching me come was as good as his own orgasm. I was very happy and couldn't wait for Henry. That night, after I went home, I was horny again, and rubbed myself until I had an orgasm. On Saturday, Henry and I had dinner. This time I made it. Kylie, who wouldn't give me the recipe, brought over a pitcher of Warm Sex, already warm and ready to drink. Henry and I had a drink, then another. Then, he suggested we skip dinner. We went to the living room. I tied his hands, and showed him some of my new manoevers. He came, unfortunately, before I was even close. But, I wouldn't stop. I kept going until I came myself. After I cut his bonds, he acted a little embarassed, but he kissed me and raced upstairs. There was an obvious wet spot on his pants. I went into the bathroom, myself, since my crotch felt like it was wet. When I pulled down my panties, I found them to be soaked in my juices. They were so wet that I had to remove them. When I left the bathroom, Henry was coming down the hall. I put my panties behind me. Henry asked what was in my hand. When I showed him my wet panties, he asked if he could have them. I handed them to him, not knowing whether I should or not. He thanked me, then went into his room and closed the door. The next morning, there was no discussion of the previous night. When I returned from the airport, I searched Henry's room. The panties were gone. I called Julie, who come over to recap my night's activities. She thought the panties being taken was a very good sign. She said that he's probably going to masturbate to them all week. So, by next weekend, he'd be vulnerable to my direction. Julie said the next step would be for me to learn to lap dance facing my partner. She claimed that I would have easier orgasms that way. Before we left for Julie's, she made me go upstairs and remove my bra. With a white T shirt on, my little nipples would be visible bumps. I felt a little embarassed, but Julie said no one could see anything, so it was really the same as being fully clothed. We had some drinks. Julie demonstrated lap dancing facing forward. She began by riding Todd's knee and moving her chest back and forth. Her banter was substantially different from before. She was saying things like "You like my little titties? You'd like to touch them wouldn't you? Would you pinch my nipples with your big hands? If I brought them up to your lips, would you bite them? Or would you kiss them? See how hard they are? You'd like to suck on my hard little nipples, wouldn't you? Momma's boy, you like hard nipples in your mouth, don't you?" As she got closer to his lap, she straddled him, rubbing her crotch across his pants. "Is that a piece of steel pipe in your pants? I'd like to sit on that steel. I'd like that steel up in my pussy," and then she broke it off, leaving Todd hanging there, about to come. My pussy was wet just watching the two of them. "Let's let Todd return to earth before you try him," Julie said, pouring us both a wine glass full of Warm Sex, which Kylie had just brought in. The drink went down so smoothly, and began to warm my stomach. After a few minutes, I climbed onto Todd. Being smaller than Julie, I found that I could really rock back and forth on the erection caged in his pants. I came a moment before he did, and fell on top of him as the orgasm racked my body. When I got off, a minute later, his pants had a large visible wet spot. He thanked me. For the next week, I came around on a daily basis and rode Todd. I noticed that, the more I spoke of my nipples, the more erect they got. By the end of the week, when I'd say "Would you like to kiss my hard little nipples?", they'd really be hard. And, the more I rode Todd, the longer and deeper my orgasms became. Every night, after I finished my performance, my panties would be dripping wet. Thursday, my period came. Julie and Kylie came over on Thursday night with some Warm Sex and we watched Survivor. Todd was home alone, since they didn't want me to even to be tempted to continue practicing. On Friday, Julie came over with some Warm Sex and we looked at wedding magazines. On Saturday, Henry was back in town. He was disappointed that night when I told him I couldn't because of my period. On Wednesday, after a particularly hard orgasm while riding Todd, Julie had me seal my panties in a zip-lock bag. They were really wet and smelled heavily of my scent. I wrapped them up in a gift box and gave them to Henry. When he opened it, he smiled, said "Thanks", blushed, and quickly closed the box. We went to our respective rooms. During the night, I thought I heard him cry out, but I was distracted at the time by my own impending orgasm. On Sunday, I told Julie how Henry liked his gift. She had Kylie make us up drinks to celebrate. Gone were the shot glasses. We drank Warm Sex from wine glasses. Todd, Julie, and Kylie made batch after batch. I was tipsy by the time it was time to go home. Julie helped me home, and even helped me get ready for bed. I was a bit ashamed for her to see my body, but I needed help and she's a friend, so I let her get me undressed and into bed. The next morning I awoke with a roaring headache/hang over. I was also now over my period. As I layed there in the bed, feeling too pained to actually leave it, I started to think about Henry jerking off to my wet panties. My hands went to my pussy, which was already quite wet. I ran my fingers up and down my slit, over and around my hard clit. I had a glorious orgasm. As I lay there, savoring the afterglow, I noticed that my clit seemed a little larger, and more sensitive, than in the past. I dragged myself out of bed, and pulled on a robe. I went downstairs to the kitchen to make some breakfast. As I was eating a bowl of cereal, the doorbell rang. It was Julie. "How are you feeling this morning?" she asked as I opened the door. She was holding a tray. "I'm dying..." I said. "Figured as much. You kept trying to open your front door with your car remote control last night," she said. I stepped back, since it seemed obvious she wanted to come in. She breezed right by me, and into my kitchen. She pulled the napkin off the tray. There was a beautiful breakfast made up on the tray. Eggs, toast, pancakes, bacon, sausage, a muffin, orange juice, and two shotglasses. One contained Warm Sex, "Hair of the dog that bit you". The other held two multi-colored pills. "The pills are vitamins. I have a bottle for you in my pocket. You probably should be taking vitamins regularly, anyway, to prevent future osteoporosis and other issues common to small women like us. I get mine from a mail order company. They're much cheaper than what you'd pay in the store." "Thanks," I said, as I sat down in front of the tray and began to nibble at a slice of bacon. Julie came up behind me, and touched my shoulder. "You need to take a shower before you go to work today. You smell like you just had sex with the entire front line of the Packers," she said, laughingly. "I didn't notice. Thanks," I said, laughing as I grabbed a forkful of eggs. She sat down across from me at the table, smiling as I ate the food, took the pills, and drank the Warm Sex and orange juice. "Are you over your period yet?" she asked. "Yes, I am," I said. "Would you like to continue with Todd? He's been asking..." she said. "Yes, I'll be over tonight," I said. "Are you coming for dinner? Kylie is out of town tonight for a business meeting, so we're having Pizza," Julie said. "If I'm invited..." I said. "Of course you're invited," she said. That night, I joined them for Warm Sex cocktails, Pizza, and some beer. After dinner, I rode Todd until I came, then got off before he came. I let him calm down, just as Julie told me, then continued. I kept him at the edge for another orgasm, then took him over. When I got home, I found my jeans had a wet spot, I had produced so much fluid when I came. My nipples, from rubbing on my T shirt, were kind of sore, too. The next morning, I woke up to a fierce fire in my crotch. I rubbed my clit until I came twice. And, even after I had come twice, it was still hard. I noticed it was not fitting back into my labia any longer. That evening, I asked Julie, between glasses of Warm Sex, if my heightened interest in sex might be caused by giving lap dances. She said that was probably it. I mentioned my clit being hard and not fitting "inside" any more. She said that happens to all women who have sex, too. That evening, and Thursday, and Friday, I practiced the "ride until Todd almost comes but after I come, wait, and do it again" lap dancing. I went home each night with a wet spot in my jeans. I masturbated each morning. On Saturday, I picked up Henry at the airport, and handed him my Friday panties sealed in a plastic bag. He opened the bag right there and took a deep breath, then got embarassed, quickly closed the bag, and put it away. As soon as we got home, I put the zip tie on his hands and rode him until I came. Unfortunately, he came too. I didn't let him up, though. I gave him 15 minutes of my rubbing my chest over his face, forcing him to feel my hard nipples through the thin silk blouse I chose. When I reached down, not so accidentally, and felt his erection (still disappointing), I re-mounted him and rode him to another orgasm. I left him hanging, then re-mounted him and did it again. After three orgasms, I finally let him come again as I held his head and kissed him hard. His wrists were cut from the zip tie as I removed it. He disappeared into the upstairs bath, after grabbing a fresh pair of pants from his room. I checked myself, and found my jeans were wet. I would have left them on to drive him insane, but we were invited for dinner at Julie's, so I changed them. I slipped the silk panties I was wearing into a plastic bag, and put on another pair. Julie met us at the door with Warm Sex in wine glasses. We had another great dinner, courtesy of Kylie, and went back to my house. I asked Henry if he was ready to go again. He said he wasn't. I was disappointed. The next morning, he got my silk panties as his parting gift. I went back to the house and masturbated to the thought of him smelling them on the plane. I noticed my fluid production was very increased. I literally poured fluid out of my pussy every time I came. My clit seemed larger, too. When I looked at myself in the mirror later, it looked like a small cock sticking out between my labia. Around noon, I went over to see Julie. I asked Julie if my clit should be obviously growing from giving lap dances. "No. That's not normal," Julie said. "But it is," I said. "How much has it grown?" Julie asked. "A lot. I can't describe it except to call it a small cock," I said. "Is it, like, an inch outside your labia?" Julie asked. "More, I think," I said. "I think you need to go to a specialist. You probably have the the same condition I have. It's rare, only about 1 in 10,000 women have it. When I began having sex, my clit grew and grew. Eventually, I began to have urinary problems. I could have died from infection but for a doctor who sent me to the proper specialist for treatment," Julie said. "And you're ok now?" I asked, concerned as much for her as for me. "Yes, I'm fine. I have a big clit, and Todd is ok with it. I'm sure Henry will be fine with yours being big, too, if you have the same condition," she said. "How do I get in touch with the specialist you mention?" I asked. Julie pulled out her cell phone, spoke to a receptionist, then handed me the phone. "They want to know if you can come this afternoon?" she said. I spoke to the receptionist and made the appointment for 4pm, an odd time for a doctor, since today was Sunday. Only after I hung up, did I realize that I didn't know where the doctor was. "Julie, would you go with me? I don't know how to get there," I asked. "Absolutely. We need to leave in about an hour to get to the airport," she said. "Airport? Where is this doctor?" I asked, alarmed "New York. They'll send a hellicopter for us," she said. "My insurance won't cover that!" I said. "Don't worry about payment. This doctor operates a health spa to subsidize the medical hospital. You won't have to take a dime out of your pocket, ever," she said. I was relieved. I quickly got a shower, and changed into some nice clothes. The hellicopter flight was uneventful. We landed on the roof of a hotel at the top of a ski slope. We were escorted to a wing of the hotel, obviously a very ritzy place, and into a hospital wing. They handed me a paper gown and I changed into it. The doctor came in. She was a short woman, named Dr. Lu. She was asian, with long dark hair. "So, you came here complaining of an ever growing clitorous, since the start of sexual activity within the last month. I was too shocked to say anything other than "Yes." "Please lay back," she said. I laid on my back. She lifted each knee up to a sturrip. My crotch area was fully exposed to her. "Are you sexually excited by this, or do you normally produce a lot of lubrication?" she asked. "I have been producing a lot of lubrication recently," I said. I felt her fingers touching my clit. It was hard. Her touch was very light, but I was getting excited. She took it between her fingers, squeezing it. I nearly orgasmed. My knees came together involuntarily. "Did that hurt?" she asked. "No," I said, out of breath "Did it feel good?" she asked. "Yes," I said. She let go of my clit and parted my labia. I felt a metal tool invade my pussy. "Your hymen is intact," she said, casually. "I must remain a virgin until my wedding," I said. "So your sexual activity of late is oral?" she asked. "No, I give lap dances," I said. "That'll do it," she said, lifting my knees down. "Are your breasts sensitive?" she added "Yes," I said. She called a nurse, who took me to a room with an MRI machine. They took MRI's of my pelvic area. The nurse returned me to the examination room. After a few minutes, Dr. Lu re-appeared. This time she was holding two large sheets of black plastic. "I have good news and bad news" she said, putting the films on a viewer. "The bad news is you need an operation. The good news is that you came in just in time." "What kind of operation?" I asked. "We need to re-route your urethra through your clitorous. If we don't, you will get a blockage, which might kill you," she said. "How long until I have to have the operation? How long is the recovery period?" I asked. "We should operate tomorrow, Monday, morning, or Wednesday morning at the latest. There is a 2 week recovery period where we'd like you to stay here. 10 days in the actual hospital. 4 days in the hotel. After that, you'll need to regularly drain yourself at least twice a day for the next 2 months," she said. "Drain myself?" I asked. "You need to have an orgasm at least twice a day. It'll keep the ducts clean down there," she said. "Will my clit go back to normal size?" I asked. "Normal, as in what it was 6 months ago? No. It won't be hard all the time, though, and will shrink back into your body when you're not sexually excited," she said. "So it'll grow when I'm excited?" I asked. "Yes," she said. "How big?" I asked. "It depends on the patient. We really don't know why women get this condition in the first place, and why some women who have it end up with larger clits than others. You can expect it will be somewhere between what it is now, and, perhaps, 3 or 4 inches in length. It will get thicker, too," she said. "When I'm erect, and have an orgasm, will anything come out of it. Meaning, will I shoot like a guy?" I asked. "We can make it do that, if you'd like," she said. "Really?" I asked, thinking how cool that would be... "Yes, really," she said. The next morning I had surgery. I woke up later, and saw Julie by the side of my bed. Then I was back asleep. I was in an out of it for days. I had crazy sex dreams, too. I dreamed that Todd was jerking off into my mouth, and I was drinking the come. It tasted like Warm Sex. I dreamed that Julie had a big penis and she also came in my mouth. During one lucid moment, I saw my clit bandanged and had a tube in the end of it. Each time I woke up, I was laying naked on a hospital bed. Sometimes my knees were up, other times down. My hands were tied to the bed, presumably to prevent me from thrashing around. Eventually, after about a week, they stopped heavily sedating me. When I awoke, Julie was there, touching my cheek. "You have a beautiful clit," she said, pointing. I looked down. I was naked, laying on a hospital bed. My clit was hard and sticking out of my crotch. It did look beautiful, but in a cock-kind of way. "It's big," I said. "It'll get bigger. You'll see. Rest now," she said. I closed my eyes and moved my hands down to cover (and touch) my hard clit. Then, I fell back to sleep. I woke up with an itching in my crotch. I looked down. Todd was kneeling between my legs. He was licking my clit. "Todd, stop!" I screamed, pushing him away with my hands. Julie burst in. "Ming, quiet down. You're in a hospital!" she exclaimed "Todd was licking me down there!" I said. "Todd has been draining you every day since your surgery. He does that by sucking on your clit. The sucking works better than just rubbing it. I know. I've been there. You have a high risk of infection if the tubes aren't sucked completely clean. I told Todd that he had to do it. It's not a reward for him, but a requirement," she said. I laid my head back. My brain spun. "Am I still a virgin?" I asked. "Absolutely. We would never take that from you. All Todd does is suck you until you come, making sure your tubes are clean. I can control Todd. He does exactly what I say, nothing more," Julie said. "He DRINKS what's coming out?" I asked. "Yes, of course," she said. "And I need to have this done twice a day?" I asked. "Yes, for the next few months," she said. "Did you have this done?" I asked. "Yes, I did. I didn't have Todd then. I had Kylie do it for me," she said. "Kylie? I thought she is Todd's girlfriend?" I asked, now in a daze "We share Kylie. Are you ready for Todd to continue? You need it done. Doctor's orders," she said. "Ok," I said, closing my eyes. Todd was very gentle. He licked my clit until it was fully erect, then sucked on it softly. I was feeling a tingle from my head to my toes as he worked his oral magic on my clit. My toes curled. My back arched off the bed. Finally, I could take no more. I grabbed his head as I came. I could feel an odd pulsing through my body. I was sure I could feel the fluid squirt into his mouth. I felt him swallow. He kept going. My orgasm continued. I bucked upward on the bed, pulling his head deep into my loins. He held my thin hips as he continued to suck on me. And then, he stopped sucking, just lightly tonguing my clit. I relaxed, released his head. Todd got up from between my legs. "Ok, Todd?" Julie said. "Yes. She had a lot of fluid built up," he said. I opened my eyes. Todd was wiping his face. "Henry came to see you while you were unconscious over the weekend. He filled the room with flowers, too, the day after your operation, but they started to wilt so we had them removed," Julie said. "He didn't see me naked, did he?" I asked. "No. We put a blanket on you when he came. He only knows you had a urinary tract operation, not the nature of the operation or anything else. You need to rest a bit now," Julie said. "Ok. Can I get a blanket? I'm embarassed laying here naked like this," I said. "Ming, your body is lovely, no need to be ashamed of it. But, I'll ask the nurse to give you a sheet to cover yourself," Julie said. I blushed. "Thanks," I said meekly. Julie and Todd left the room. A nurse brought me a blanket. Shortly thereafter, Dr. Lu came in. "Have you been drained this morning?" she asked. "Yes, Todd did it for me about 20 minutes ago," I said. "Have you urinated today?" she asked. "No," I said. "When you urinate, I need you to collect a sample. There is a cup in the bathroom. I'm going to discharge you to the hotel if your urine today tests ok. So, get up on your feet sometime this morning and get me that sample, ok?" she said. "Ok," I said. "I need to do an examination now, so I need to remove your covering," she said, as she pulled back the sheet. I closed my eyes. I felt her touching my clit, parting my labia to look at my pussy. After a minute or so, she stopped. She put the sheet back in place. I opened my eyes. "Everything looks good. Your future good health hinges upon your ability to avoid infection until your clit stops growing in about 2 months. I've noted on your chart that your present length is one and a half inches, with a 1 inch girth," she said. Julie was back at lunch time. Lunch was actually quite good, more like a spa meal than hospital food. After lunch, Julie helped me to the bathroom, where I peed into the specimen cup. She took the cup to the nurse. Later that day, Dr. Lu sent word that I would be discharged to the hotel for observation for the next 3 days tomorrow. That evening, Julie brought Todd back. She left him in the room with me, and left the room. Todd lifted the sheet and slipped his head underneath. His sucking my clit drove me to a bounce-on-the-bed, screaming, tearing, and exhausting orgasm. When he was finished, he put the sheet back in place and left the room without saying a word. Julie came in. "Todd says he's done his evening duty. Are you ok?" she asked. "Oh, God, yes. Todd was very clinical. He came in, went under the sheet, and did it. I imagined it was Henry. My toes curled, it was so powerful," I said. "Excellent. It was that way with me, too. And, it only gets better from here," Julie said, whistfully. "I get to go to the hotel tomorrow," I said. "Todd will see you before you move to the hotel, so don't get dressed until he's drained you," Julie said. "Ok. And... Julie, thank you for Todd," I said, earnestly "You're welcome. It's the least I could do for a friend like you," she said. I blushed. "Time for you to get some rest. Big day for you tomorrow," Julie said. "Good night Julie" I said. "'night Ming. Sleep well," she said as she left The next day, Todd came in and drained me to a spectacular orgasm. Julie came in immediately afterwards and helped me into my clothes. We went to the hotel side, where they took me to a suite. One bedroom was Julie and Todd's. The other one mine. For the next three days we walked around the hotel grounds, looking at the fall foliage, ate fabulous food, enjoyed spa treatments, and I had two orgasms, morning and night, courtesy of Todd's oral skills. The final day, I saw Dr. Lu. She examined me and recorded the length of my clit at 1 7/8" inches, and 1" across, a very minor growth. I was scheduled for a follow-up visit in 2 weeks. Before I left, she made my masturbate into a specimen cup. Thankfully, she sent me to a private room, and didn't watch. I closed my eyes and imagined Henry sucking on my clit. I came and came into the cup. When I was done, I took the cup back to her. She recorded my output volume at 1/2 a cup. She told me that was quite good. For reference, she told me that most men only produce 1 tablespoon, about 1/8th as much. I was suddenly very much in awe of Todd's ability to swallow all that I produced twice a day. Dr. Lu also gave me the same vitamins that Julie had given me earlier, and told me to take one a day. We flew back home. Julie and I spent hours and hours together, planning the wedding. Kylie sent breakfast over with Todd many mornings. Todd and I fell into a pattern. In the morning, I would sit on the kitchen counter on a towel. He would sit in a chair and suck on my clit. After I had an orgasm, he'd sit and have breakfast with me, then take the tray home. At night, he'd come over right before bed time and drain me in the living room, with me sitting in a chair. Henry came to visit on the weekend following my return. I told him I couldn't do a lap dance for a few weeks, until everything healed down there. So, we cuddled on the sofa for a while, before it was time for bed. Each Saturday morning, after my orgasm, I would wipe myself off with new silk panties, then put them in a plastic bag. When it was time to go to bed, I'd give Henry these bagged panties. When Henry visited, I'd have to give myself an orgasm on Saturday night. It wasn't hard, thinking of Henry just next door smelling and masturbating to my come- covered panties. After I returned Henry to the airport on Sunday, Todd would come over and drain me in the early afternoon, then again as soon as I could become erect, to make up for the missed draining. Todd didn't seem to mind. And he swallowed all that I produced. At my 2 week post discharge examination, Dr. Lu recorded my length at 2 1/4" and 1" in girth. My come production volume was slightly over 1/2 a cup. I was scheduled for another appointment in a month, at the beginning of December. November just flew by. Todd was quite punctual each morning. My toes still curled with each orgasm. Todd swallowed it all. Occasionally Kylie would make us dinner. Julie and I spent a lot of time together planning the wedding details. She was invaluable, even finding the perfect hotel room for a honeymoon, even though we were 2000 miles away from San Francisco. Henry visited every weekend. He seemed content with the gift of the used panties. Around Thanksgiving, I gave him a lap dance, facing away from him. He came quite quickly. My clit was still growing when I saw Dr. Lu in December. She recorded the length at 3 1/2", and the girth at 1 1/4". Come production was up to 5/8th of a cup. She changed my vitamin prescription to two pills a day. I was to return in January. Once I began the increased dosage, my clit tingled throughout the day. Todd told me that my come production was up. My clit was growing darker, too. It looked like a small cock. I stopped calling it my clit. I began calling it my cock. Between visits from Todd, I'd stroke it, imaging it was Henry's cock. I'd watch the come shoot in the air when I orgasmed, imagining it was Henry's come. One night, I became so enthralled with the fantasy that I licked my fingers. It was tasty. I knew now why Todd didn't mind servicing me. At the January examination, my small cock was recorded at 5" long and 1 3/4" in girth. Come production was up to a full cup. Dr. Lu asked me to cut back to one vitamin a day. I was to return in February. I asked if she could stop it from growing. She said she couldn't. It would stop on its own when it was ready. Henry was unable to visit me most of December and January due to business in London. When he did return, he brought me a lovely diamond necklace that probably cost more than my Lexus automobile. I gave him a lap dance facing away from him as a thank you. I also masturbated onto a pair of silk panties and gave him those as he was leaving on Sunday for the airport. As I handed them to him, they were oozing my come. He called me from the plane a few hours later, to tell me he had "enjoyed" my gift. He also suggested that I start looking for a house for the two of us nearby to my present house, since it would be more convenient for him to fly to London from there than his home in San Francisco, and he wanted to re-locate his office anyway. We talked at length about the kind of house he wanted. His idea was a grand mansion, with grounds keepers, maids, and a cook, unlike his townhouse in San Francisco, where he had a cleaning service and a cook. It was late January, and I realized that I had a problem. Todd started gagging occasionally during the draining, but said nothing. After a few times, I asked him what was wrong. He said he was trying to deep throat me. I had previously felt my cock hitting the back of his mouth, but it never occurred to me that I was now big enough to reach into his throat. I felt relieved that it was nothing horrific, since I had gotten used to Todd coming over twice a day to drain me. At my February appointment, I was measured at 7" long and 2" in girth. Come production remained at a full cup. Dr. Lu asked if I was on one vitamin, and I said I was. I was to return in March. One day, late in February, Todd forgot to take the tray home when he left. So, after I got dressed and ready for work, I took it over. When I got to Julie's house, no one answered my knocking. I tried the handle, and it was open. I walked in, calling out to Julie, Kylie, and Todd, since all their cars were in the driveway. I didn't hear a response, so I took the tray to the kitchen. As I was leaving, I looked into the open door of the study. Through the door I saw Todd on his back, his legs in the air. Kylie was standing between his legs. I came a little closer. Kylie seemed to be fucking Todd slowly. As I got to the doorway, a board squeaked. Kylie and Todd looked over at me through the open door. Kylie stepped back from Todd. Her cock dangled in front of her. It had to have been 10" long and as thick as my arm. It was wet and glistening. I put my hand to my mouth, shocked at the sight of Kylie's cock. I looked over at Todd. He was sliding off the desk. A puddle of come was underneath him, his legs and ass wet. "I'm sorry..." I said, and turned to run out. "Wait!" Kylie yelled after me, but I was out the door and running for home before I heard any more. I got in my car and raced off to work. When I got home, there was note from Julie. It said "Call me." I went inside, still very confused over this morning's events, when the phone rang. It was Julie. She said she was at my front door. I opened the door. Julie was there, alone. "I understand you saw Kylie and Todd this morning," she said. "Yes. I didn't know Kylie was one of us. It was a little shocking," I said. "Yes, I guess I should have told you. Since you came home, Todd has been coming back to the house horny from sucking on you and drinking your come. To keep him in line, Kylie and I have been fucking him right after he returns. Kylie does morning. I do evening," she said. "You fuck your boyfriend?" I asked. "Yes, of course," she said. "I thought, well, that guys wouldn't go there. That, at best, they might suck on you and make you come," I said, naively "That's the thing. Todd is afraid that I'll reveal that I have a clit that looks and functions like a cock, and he married me knowing it. That's what I mean when I say that Todd's existance is threat and reward. The threat is that I will make him look like a fag to everyone he knows. The reward is that he gets two women to sleep with," Julie explained "So, you're blackmailing him," I said. "Yes, and no. He willingly does everything I ask of him. He gets to fuck both of us in our pussies and ass. But, he also has to orally attend to us. Sometimes, and every day since he's been with you, we fuck his ass to keep him in line," Julie said. "I see," I said. "You know you need to do the same with Henry. As straight-laced as he is, there's no way he'd even suck on you," she said. "I know. I've been thinking about that," I said. "Tonight, I think you need to start lessons on being the dominent partner. Come over for dinner in an hour. Kylie's making fried chicken. Wear a skirt," Julie said. "Ok," I said. Julie left. An hour later, I sat down to dinner with them. Todd seemed to be smiling more often than usual. When Kylie, who was sitting next to him, got up from the table, she had a tent-pole in her pants. "Kylie, you know the rule about underwear at the table!" Julie said. Turning to me, she explained "Kylie doesn't wear underwear to the table when it's just us and she wants Todd for dessert. That way, Todd can touch her cock through dinner. But, she knows that tonight she's not getting Todd. And, you're a guest, so she should be wearing underwear." "Oh," I said, unsure what to say to that. After dinner, we went up to their bedroom. As they had said before, there was only one king sized bed. Kylie stripped Todd of his clothes. Todd laid down on the bed, extending his arms and legs in a spread eagled manner, taking the whole bed. "For the first time with Henry, you'll need to hide your cock. I'd suggest wearing a skirt or something, and tying him to the bed so he can't touch you. We'll work out those details later. Once he's come inside you and consumated the marriage, you'll then reveal yourself to him. That's a good time to fuck him for the first time. It emasulates men to have that done. And, I'd suggest a video camera, so you have a record of him being fucked by you. Right now, we're going to start with Todd pretending to be Henry. There are cords at the posts on the bed. Tie him up," Julie said. I went to his hands, found the cords, and tied them to his wrists. I did the same with his feet. "Ming, didn't you forget something?" Kylie asked, pointing to the boxer shorts that Todd was wearing. As I started to untie his feet, Julie came over with a pair of scissors. "It's more erotic for him to have them cut off by a horny wife," she said, handing me the scissors. I cut off his boxers. His cock was smaller than mine, but nicely hard. I was a little embarassed to be looking at it. "You have to pretend it's Henry. Touch it, take it in your hand," Julie said. I took it in my hand, and gave it a playful squeeze. Todd smiled. "Stroke it like you stroke yourself," Julie said. I began to move my hand up and down on Todd's cock. He closed his eyes. "Lick the end," Kylie said. I stopped. "I can't do that, I'm sorry," I said. "Ok, let's pretend that you've gotten Henry hard, then sat down on his hard cock and lost your virginity. Now, it's time for you to fuck him," Julie said. "Ok," I said, letting go of Todd's cock. "Kylie, would you demonstrate?" Julie said. Kylie got on the bed. She still had her skirt on, and her erection was making a tent pole in the front of it. "First, you need to put a pillow under his butt. It makes it easier, when you're on the bed to penetrate him," she said, while she put the pillow underneath him. "If you're going to sleep on the bed later, you might also think about a towel." Julie reached into a nightstand and produced a big black towel, and handed it to Kylie, who put it under Todd. "Next, you need to make sure that he's not going to complain, this first time. After the first time, guys usually don't complain, so this step is unnecessary. I'll need your panties, Ming," she said, extending her hand. I got up and slid down my panties, my skirt still in place. My cock tent-poled the front of my skirt. I blushed as I handed Kylie my moist panties. "Perfect. Todd, open," Kylie said. Todd opened his mouth. Kylie put the wet panties inside. "Now, in your case, for the first time, you'll put the panties in his mouth before you have vaginal sex," Kylie said. "Ok, that makes sense," I said. My erection began to throb as I watched Kylie unhook one of Todd's legs. "You want to tie his legs to the bed posts so his knees are bent. The easiest way to do that is to tie him at the knees. If he asks why you're doing this, tell him that it'll give you better access to ride him," Kylie explained. Todd looked like he was trussed like a turkey. His knees dangled in the air. His butt was just touching the towel on top of the pillow. "Now, this is where it gets tricky. Either you're going to show him your cock, or you're going to stealth it. Stealthing it is difficult because he needs to be lubricated," Kylie said. "She's not planning to stealth him. She's going to establish her dominance, so he needs to see her cock before he gets fucked," Julie said. "Ok, then the next step is to remove your skirt and lubricate yourself. Hopefully you're this hard," Kylie said, as she removed her skirt. Her cock bobbed in front of her. It was gigantic! She inched up the bed, showing Todd her huge stick. "Todd, baby. I'm going to fuck your ass with this. Remember, I'm video taping, so you'll have a souvenir of this wedding night," Kylie said to Todd, as she poured and spread lube on her huge cock. She stroked it for him. Todd pretended to struggle. "No sense struggling. You're going to get fucked. And you're going to like it, because I intend on doing this every night we're married," Kylie taunted Todd. Kylie moved back down the bed, positioning herself between Todd's legs. "Now, I normally would put some lube on his ass, then penetrate him. But, tonight's your night," she said. "Are you ready?" Julie asked me My mouth was dry, my cock twitching. I was ready. "Yes," I said. "Ok, your turn," Julie said. Kylie and Julie stepped back away from the bed. "Todd...Let me show you something" I said as I backed up towards him, scooting my skirt up so he could see my naked ass but nothing else." When I reached the head of the bed, just inches from Todd's face, I unhooked the skirt, letting it fall to the ground. He saw my naked butt. I turned around. My cock hit his cheek. Todd recoiled, acting in horror. "I'm glad you like my cock. You're going to like it more as I fuck you with it," I said, lubricating it in front of him. I walked back to the middle of the bed, climbed on, my hard cock pointing at his ass. I stuck a few fingers out towards his ass, spreading lube across his hole. "Don't struggle Todd. If you struggle, it'll hurt. I want you to enjoy our first time doing this, because we're going to do this often," I said, taunting. Todd held still while I positioned my cock at his opening. I pushed. My cock slid into his well-used ass. It felt great. It was like oral sex, only tighter. Todd made some noises. I pushed deeper, holding his hips to prevent him from moving around. My cock hit bottom. I started to move out, then pushed back in. He heaved against me, trying to prevent my cock from leaving his ass. I began to serious fuck him. It didn't take long before my cock was on fire. I exploded my come into his ass. I held my ground while my come pumped into his ass. When I was finished, and about to withdrawl, I heard Julie say "Tell him he was a good fuck." "Todd, you were a good fuck," I said. As I withdrew from Todd's ass, my copious come poured out onto the towel. It was then I noticed that Todd had come all over his stomach and chest. As I was about to point this out and ask, Kylie said "It's pretty normal for guys to come while you're fucking them. Todd comes in buckets, because he's on the vitamins. Most guys just have a little dribble." I climbed off the bed. Julie handed me a towel to wipe off my cock. "So, did you enjoy that?" she asked. "Yes, very much," I said. "Todd will be over in the morning for your draining. But, you know you don't need to be drained in the evening anymore. I'd like to see you over here every night to practice for your wedding night," Julie said. Julie took me to her master bath, and let me take a shower before I left. I was very smelly from the sex. When I got out of the shower, she was there with a big fluffy towel. She handed it to me, and watched as I dried myself. As I was putting on my clothes, she asked "Do you need your panties back, or can Todd keep them?" I laughed. "Todd can have them as a souvenir," I said. When we stepped back into the bedroom, Kylie was plowing Todd's ass. He was still trussed up, my panties still stuffed into his mouth. I smiled and waved goodbye. When we got downstairs, Julie said "I think I should explain something." "What?" I asked. "Kylie mentioned about the vitamins," she said. "Yes?" I asked. "The vitamins aren't really vitamins," she said. "What are they?" I asked, concerned I had been taking them for months "They're pills that make you produce a lot of come," she said. "Well, that explains why I produce so much, I guess," I said. "But they have another effect," she said. "Which is?" I asked. "Todd doesn't take the pills," she said. "No?" I asked. "No. He gets his dose because the pills aren't fully digested. There is a residue that remains. The residue is in my come and Kylie's come. It's actually concentrated higher than what you'd get in 3 pills," she said. "Oh," I said. "Do you know what this means?" she asked. "If I make Henry drink my come, he'll also produce a lot of come?" I asked. "Yes, that's one thing. He has to do it regularly, though. There's another thing, though," she said. "What?" I asked, kind of annoyed at the delay how she was telling me. "If you feed your come, or these pills, to a normal woman, she will develop a large appetite for sex," she said. "So, they make you horny?" I asked. "Yes," she said. "And you gave them to me and told me they were vitamins?" I said. "Yes. I'm sorry," she said. "That's ok. By the time you have them to me, I was constantly horny as it was. Remember, I was learning to lap dance?" I said. "There's something else," she began "What?" I asked. "You know that drink we always are having?" she asked. "Warm Sex?" I asked. "Yes, Warm Sex. It's really warm sex. It's made of equal parts aquavit and come. My come, or Kylie's come. The aquavit is warmed to body temperature, before it's mixed. I'm sorry," she said. "So, I've been drinking your come?" I asked. "Yes. I'm sorry," she said. "And it made me horny?" I asked. "Yes," she said. "That's ok. I'm ok with it," I said. I could feel a stirring under my skirt. My cock was getting hard. "Oh, I'm so relieved!" she said. "Henry really liked it. Does that mean he'll like my come?" I asked. "Probably. Our come is sweeter than what comes from males. Todd says he can't tell a difference between mine and yours. He claims that Kylie's is a little sweeter, but I think he's imagining that," Julie said. My cock was a tent pole under my skirt. I looked down. Julie looked down, following my gaze. "Is that for me?" she asked. I blushed. "I was thinking about the time I tasted my own come and liked it," I said. "You can't leave here like that," she said as she came closer. I backed up. My back touched the wall. Julie reached out and touched my cheek. "You're very beautiful, you know," she said. I blushed. I felt her other hand on my hip. I closed my eyes. Julie kissed me on the lips. I kissed her back. Her hands held my waist, pulling me towards her. I felt her breasts against my chest. We continued to kiss. My cock throbbed as it rubbed against my skirt. Julie began to lift my skirt. I touched her breast through her blouse. She had a bra on. It had padding. I felt my cock clear the skirt, then Julie undid the skirt. It fell to the ground. My hands went to the buttons on Julie's blouse. I was fumbling with them while we continued to kiss. Julie was removing her own skirt. I got the buttons undone. Julie's skirt hit the ground. Julie broke the kiss to lift my blouse over my head, then dove right back into it. I tried to undo her bra, but was too excited to work the clasp. My own bra snapped open. Julie reached around and undid hers, too. Julie broke the kiss "Let's go to the study, where it's more private," she said, taking my hand and leading me down the hallway. Her panty-clad rear was very beautifully shaped. Her breasts were small, but lovely. Her nipples were very hard. She led me to the study,