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(As ever, thanks a million for the comments and suggestions. Your time
and attention in reading my stories means more to me than I can say. The
reviews have really knocked me out, and I hope to improve as I go along.
Now, hoping the eyeballs won't "fsail" me again, I'll start Part Three. I
may cut it short just a bit early so that I can find out - hopefully -
from readers, how sexy the sex portions are. If they're good enough, much
more intimacy will follow.)
I'll Make it a Date, Part 3
Chapter 1
I'd guess now that any male reading this can imagine my excitement as I
followed Tabitha down the hallway to her secret room. Gay, straight, bi -
whatever - you know what I mean. Lust is lust. I was consumed by it at
that moment. I had tunnel vision. I could count my heartbeats by the
thumping in my temples. My dick felt like a hammer handle in my jeans. I
had to adjust it a couple of times as I watched Tabitha walk. She stoked
my fires with the way she swayed and by her gentle stroking of my palm
with her gloved thumb. "Please don't come before we start," I silently
asked my expanding penis, "don't let me down!"
We were at the door. Tabitha looked over her shoulder. "Ready?" She
asked. I nodded, unable to speak. I gulped. Tabitha opened the door and
we stepped into her room.
The "secret" room was quite a lot as I had envisioned it. Very girly;
three light pink walls and one in lemon yellow. A canopy bed, of course,
with lace "curtains" (I figured that was what they were called) tied to
the corner posts with sashes. There was a fair-sized vanity table along
one wall, topped by a large mirror. The mirror was framed by a dozen or
so light bulbs. All sorts of feminine accessories were arrayed on top of
the table. Two Persian rugs covered most of the hardwood floor. A red,
upholstered chair occupied the far corner and there was a swivel stool at
the dressing table. Tabitha had a small nightstand and lamp next to the
bed. A chest of drawers stood near what appeared to be two closet doors.
The walls were not covered with pop star posters, as I had assumed they
would be. There was one large, framed print to one side of the bed of a
kitten tangled in yarn. Two large windows let in the dim light of the
grey November afternoon.
Tabitha was giddy. I think she was as proud to show me her room as she
was horny! She spun around, twirling her dress, and giggled. "What do you
think, Greg?"
What could I say? It was a nice room, but I had more pressing matters on
my mind (and in my underwear). I took my gorgeous, sexy girlfriend into
my arms and pulled her into me. The kiss was beyond awesome. For the
first time, I was able to press my body fully against Tabitha's. She
giggled an "ooh!" when my erection mashed into her stomach. I moved my
hands down to her butt and pulled her little body upward. I felt her tiny
penis against mine at last. I knew she would be small down there, and
that suited me just fine. It was like feeling a baby carrot against me.
Tabitha broke the kiss and mock-frowned. "You have to see my clothes
closet first, silly," she said with a pout.
I moved my hands under the back hem of her dress and then upward, taking
a little buttock in each. Tabitha moaned. "That can wait, baby," I said
in a ragged voice. We resumed our kissing. She raised one stockinged leg
along my pants leg. I squeezed her soft flesh gently and explored her
mouth with my tongue. We tilted our heads this way and that and took a
moment every so often to gaze at our eyes. There was no question in my
mind that this was a beautiful, feminine, sexy-as-hell girl who wanted me
just as much as I desired her. The little nub of hardness that rubbed me
below meant nothing. Tabitha's urgent stroking of my hair told me
everything I wanted to know.
I moved my hands to the top of her dress, in back, and searched for the
zipper tab. Tabitha held still for a moment until I had tugged the zipper
all the way down. I let go, and she took a half-step backward. With a
shrug of her shoulders, Tabitha allowed the dress to slip to the floor.
My jaw dropped. I saw a blonde, tanned, perfectly-featured young lady
before me in a lace bra, sexy lace-trimmed white panties and thigh-high
sheer stockings. The pearl necklace and the earrings multiplied her sex
appeal for me. And the gloves! I just can't tell you how much gloves turn
me on. Tabitha's cheeks were fully red already, but now they seemed to
glow. She clasped her hands in front and waited for my comment.
"My god," I muttered, "my god you are sexy. This has to be a dream. Pinch
me somewhere, would you?"
Tabitha placed her right hand against my bulge and squeezed a little.
"Like that?" She said with a devilish grin. "Do I need to pinch harder?"
My groan was loud enough to startle me. I just avoided ejaculating, but
it was close. I could tell I was already leaking fluid. I took her hands
in mine again and kissed the fingers of both of them. "My turn," I said.
I pulled off my polo shirt and revealed the upper body muscles that daily
exercise and swimming had produced. Tabitha immediately placed her palms
against my chest and made small circles around my nipples. While she did
that, I unbuttoned my waist band and lowered the zipper. I bent down
slightly to push the jeans fully down. Then I remembered I still had my
shoes on! Picture me at that moment: pants around my ankles, my penis now
free enough to make a pup tent out of my undershorts, and a look of "what
do I do next?" on my face.
Tabitha knew what to say. "Here," she gestured toward the bed, "sit down
and let me get them for you." I shuffled over to the bed, dick leading
the way, and took a seat. Tabitha carefully stepped out of her fallen
dress and then knelt before me. She didn't say a word as she untied and
removed my shoes, then slipped my jeans off of my legs, followed by the
socks. With that done, she looked up at me. "Well?" She asked.
I hooked my thumbs under the waistband of my shorts and pushed them down.
My twitching, leaking cock took the 12 o'clock high position. The head
rested on my skin just below my navel. I dared not touch it. I hoped that
Tabitha would have at least a few moments to see it erect before I
sprayed the canopy with my come. She took my shorts from my legs and then
ran her gloved hands up my legs and thighs. Her wide-eyed look of delight
was priceless. "Are you part horse?" She asked.
I tried to produce a horse whinny, but it turned into a chuckle, then a
long moan as a tiny, satin covered palm and fingers touched the most
sensitive places a man possesses. I know it must be a cliche to write
that I saw fireworks, but I swear I did. There were little swirling
sparklers at the edges of my vision. I had to watch Tabitha as she
grasped my cock with her other hand, but I was afraid I was going to pass
out. The sight of her two little hands encircling my member was almost
too much to bear. The sensations flooding my nervous system were
indescribable.
Tabitha was entranced by what she was doing. I knew that it was her first
time touching a penis other than her own, but she was a born natural at
it. Not too rough, not too slow - just enough pressure and tempo to
produce a violent, muscle straining orgasm in me. The sight of my clear
seminal fluid on her thumb pushed me over the edge. I blacked out for
just a second as a long rope of semen shot out of me. Tabitha gripped
just a bit harder and moved her hands downward. A second blast left me. I
had no clue where they landed! I might have produced three or four more.
It was the greatest orgasm, by far, that I had ever had. Nothing before
came close to it. Tabitha eased up a little, still kneeling, and shook
her head in disbelief. Her smile was a mile wide. "You ARE part horse!"
She giggled.
I had fallen back onto the bed covers, and it was a minute or so before I
could sit up, or talk, or even collect my thoughts. When I was back on
Earth, I took Tabitha's upper arms in my hands and pulled her up, onto my
lap. The touch of her stockings and panties against my thighs was
exquisitely pleasurable. So was the long, wet kiss that followed. When I
had sense enough to talk again, I whispered "I can't tell you how good
that was."
Tabitha gigled again, "Oh, I think I can guess! I've never seen anything
like that. Where did all that come from?"
I shrugged. "Beats me. I've never come like that before." (I later told
her about my solo session of the night before, but even it paled in
comparison to what had just happened.) I caressed every part of my girl
that I could reach. She seemed so small on my lap. I thought about what
Laura had told me about the hormones. Tabitha's skin was as soft as any
girl's I'd ever felt. There was just a hint of baby fat here and there,
but it only accentuated Tabitha's girlish quality. I could see that she
had no breast development, and that the bra was slightly padded. Breast
size meant absolutely nothing to me - it still doesn't - and I couldn't
wait to get my mouth on Tabitha's nipples. To that end, I reached around
and unhooked her bra.
Tabitha stopped me before I could remove it. She suddenly had a serious
look. "Greg...I don't have..."
I moved her hands away and reassured her, "You are absolutely beautiful,
my love." I placed the bra behind me. Her chest was silky smooth, and
tanned to perfection. Tabitha's nipples were small and fully erect. "I
have to taste them," I said. She sighed as my mouth took the left nipple
into its enclosure. I flicked the hard little nub with my tongue and
Tabitha threw her arms around me and pulled me closer. I then gave the
right nipple equal time. I kissed her breastbone and licked her ribs,
giving her a giggling fit. My hands caressed her soft back and traveled
down to her panties My fingers found their way to the bare skin of her
butt. She shivered. I lifted my head and looked into Tabitha's eyes. I
rolled her over onto the bed and scooted her fully onto it. I made a
point of running my hands all over her stunning, nylon encased legs. Her
panties tented upward slightly and I saw a damp spot that revealed the
outline of a small penis head.
I removed Tabitha's shoes and placed them next to mine. Her shoes looked
like they belonged to a child. They were barely over half as long as
mine. I wanted to take a photograph of that arrangement on the floor. I
returned to her panties, and Tabitha stopped me again. "You don't have to
do it if it bothers you," she whispered. "I'm very happy as it is."
I was a little taken aback by this, and I felt a twinge of empathy for
her. If she only knew how much I wanted to consume every square inch of
her body. My intent was to get to know all of it, intimately. The idea of
touching and kissing her penis was no different to me than the thought of
placing my lips against a woman's clitoris. I decided that words were not
necessary to prove my point to Tabitha. I took her hands in mine and held
them at her sides.
I would pay a king's ransom for a photograph of that moment in Tabitha's
room. Imagine a tall, muscular, masculine body poised above a small,
slender, perfectly feminine body. My shoulders were just above her pelvis
and my head, tilted forward, just above her stomach. Tabitha's legs were
spread to either side. Her tiny feet, covered in sheer nylon, were
perched right at the edge of the bed. My heavily muscled arms still
prevented her from stopping me from what I wanted to do, if that was
truly her desire. I doubted it. I looked down at the small, perfectly
formed penis that awaited me. Not a single hair had sprouted around it,
and there was no evidence that even a single strand ever had. Tabitha's
penis was just a couple of inches long; roughly the length and
circumference of my thumb. The pouch beneath it was pink and taut and
wonderfully scented by the same perfume that she had applied behind her
ears. My hands retreated from hers and caressed their way to her inner
thighs. I could tell that she was as far away in the heavens as I had
been so shortly before.
My mouth descended until I was able to place my lips on Tabitha's little
mushroom cap. Her head - the one above! - started turning side to side
with some urgency. Her hands clasped the back of my neck. I took the
entire length of her penis into my mouth and flooded it with saliva. My
tongue worked its way over every little bit of that petite dick. I pulled
my mouth back slowly and took my juices, and his, with me. There was a
little "pop" as my lips closed. Tabitha thrust her member against the
side of my cheek. "More..." she murmured. I was happy to oblige her.
On the next pass downward I took in the whole penis and her marble pouch,
as well. It was not hard to do. The little testicles were tight against
the root of the shaft. I rolled them in a bath of hot dpit. The spongy,
hot head rubbed the back of the top of my mouth. In another second,
Tabitha's hands stopped playing with my hair and started pulling it.
Hard. Her pelvis bucked upward and she squealed. I felt a rush of hot,
watery semen coat the back of my mouth and flow down along my tongue.
Tabitha bucked again, then again, and then released. Her entire body was
so tense! Then she moaned and let out a huge exhalation. Her tension was
released and her hands fell to her sides with a thump. I kept her penis
in my mouth, but I let some of our combined fluids drain onto her soft
flesh. The rest I sucked in and swallowed. When I let her limp penis
fall, it nearly withdrew into her body. I then lovingly licked up all of
the "mess" from her skin and gave all of the parts a final going-over,
just for my own enjoyment. I'm sure she didn't mind! When I looked at
Tabitha's face, I was sure that it would take her about as long to
recover as it had me. Maybe longer.
Nothing that had occurred in those few minutes seemed at all wrong or
immoral to me. Yes, I had just indulged in a "gay" act. So fucking what?
Who really gave a damn about two young men who were completely in love,
giving each other the most intense pleasure a human being could hope to
experience? The fact that one of the two was, by every measure except
one, a female, bolsters my argument, I believe. Yes, we were minors. Yes,
he was younger and perhaps I was, in the minds of some, taking advantage
of him. I swear that I would have stopped everything in a heartbeat if I
had not been convinced that Tabitha was completely in agreement with me.
We had moved from classmates to friends, then to romantic partners, and
to lovers. We were fully committed.
Chapter 2
After cleaning Tabitha's privates thoroughly - and enjoying her clean,
sweet taste, as well - I moved up on the bed and pulled my love along
with me. Tabitha cooed and whimpered as I lay on my back and held her
head against my chest. "That was sooooo good," she whispered. "I can't
believe how good that felt. I love you so much." She kissed me on the
lips.
"Not as good as what you did to me," I replied, stroking her silky hair.
"That was the best thing that ever happened to me. Ever" More kisses.
Tabitha traced a rolling circle pattern down my chest and stomach with
her finger. "but I haven't had you in mouth yet, sweetheart." She said.
Her hand found my semi-hard cock again. It did not remain semi-hard for
long. "I want to taste all of it. I know I probably can't get everything
in, but I'll try." Has any woman - anywhere, any time - said anything
sexier than that? Marilyn Monroe couldn't have outdone Tabitha, I
guarantee! By now, I was fully recharged.
"Baby," I said, "if it's going to be like this every time, I'm going to
die young." I thought it was a funny, complimentary remark.
Tabitha stopped caressing me and a frown clouded her face. "What do you
mean?" I thought she was going to cry. "Do you want that?"
I then understood fully how careful one has to be in sex-talk. Tabitha
had all of the fine-tuned sensibilities of a real girl. "No no no," I
said, kissing her cheek. "All I mean is that no man could possibly live
through so much pleasure all the time. I men, the sight of you looking as
beautiful and sweet as you do right now, and the feel of your touch, and
knowing that we love each other as much as we do..." I trailed off.
More deep, wet kissing. More stroking of my fully engorged dick by a hand
that now knew it's way around it. At length, Tabitha spoke again. "You
had better live a long, healthy life, Greg. I'll be on you all day long
to eat right and exercise and watch how you drive. If you die on me
before...ninety or so --" We laughed pretty hard at that. My laughing
stopped abruptly when Tabitha flicked the underside of my cock head with
her fingertip. Now, I was groaning again. "Understood?" she asked. All I
could do was nod. "Good." She moved slowly down my body, kissing my
stomach and purring.
Tabitha's first venture into performing oral sex might as well have been
her hundredth. She first found a position that suited her, straddling my
legs, then she lowered her head and went to work. Kisses everywhere,
licks and gentle brushes with her teeth against my red-hot skin. She knew
not to scrape me and it never happened. When she took me into her mouth
it was difficult for her not to bite a little, but the action of her
tongue against me overcame whatever small moments of discomfort I felt.
She focused on licking around the head while she stroked me with her
hands. Having come already, I had a little more self-control this time. I
wanted the pleasure to last forever.
Tabitha looked up at me during most of the blowjob. I knew she was
watching for reactions to different movements and techniques. I enjoyed
it all. "Am I doing it right?" She asked at one point.
"Baby, if you only knew..." She smiled at that and kept working on me.
My orgasm approached. I thought I ought to warn Tabitha. "Honey, I'm just
about there." My pre-come proved my point. "If you don't want to --" I
wasn't sure if she wanted to have a pint of my semen in her mouth.
Tabitha giggled. "Shush! Say nothing! Let me make up my mind about that,
lover." At that moment my back stiffened and I felt the first rush of
come surge up the tunnel. The next instant would have made another once-
in-a-lifetime snapshot. Tabitha placed her lips around the crown of my
cock's head and caught the first jet of come. Her eyes widened and she
chuckled, involuntarily. She didn't open her mouth for a second, no
matter how much my body bucked, and she kept every bit of my ejaculation
to herself. I noticed she hadn't swallowed any. When I was done - after
four good pulses - she slowly moved her head to my groin and rested it
there, while maintaining a gentle suction. My cock twitched for a few
moments and rid itself of its load of come. I was sure that I had shot
more this time than I had the last.
Tabitha, cheeks slightly bulged, parted her lips slightly and let some of
the mixed bodily fluids drain onto me. She rubbed her lips along my shaft
and I couldn't help but think that she was pouring warm icing on me. She
seemed to thoroughly enjoy what she was doing. I was as happy for as I
was for me! Tabitha spotted my pleased grin and gave a giggle? "What?"
she asked, spilling the remainder of the come.
"If you have to ask..." I said. She giggled again and reversed her last
movements, licking up all of the "icing" with which she had just
decorated my dick. Nobody will ever come close to knowing how insanely
good I felt as I watched her. I take that back - Tabitha did. I swear
that she started humming a little tune as she cleaned me.
Chapter 3
We snuggled for a little while after Tabitha finished cleaning up "our"
mess. We kissed constantly. I can't do justice to how good she was at
kissing. She loved everything about it, as did I . It was even fun to get
her hair caught in our mouths, and very sexy when she would brush it away
with her hand. She still wore the gloves, and the stockings. I'm a sucker
for stockings. I had probably mentioned that fact to Tim during one of
our boy-to-boy discussions of women and what we liked about them.
Tabitha's just felt so fucking dood against any part of me that they
touched.
"What next?" I asked her.
"Umm...let me think." She laid her head on my shoulder. "What was mom
talking about? The 'rough stuff?'"
I wondered how to explain it properly. "I guess anal sex. Me penetrating
you." I figured directness was the best approach.
Tabitha considered it for a moment. "I mean, I know she meant that, but
you wouldn't hurt me, would you? Is it too big for me?" What a sweet girl
she was.
"Honestly, Tabitha - I don't know. I've never done anything like that
before, so I don't know exactly how it works or how it feels. For either
person." Believe it or not, all of the limited amount of porn I had
managed to watch had been straight, male-female sex. No anal scenes. Of
course, I knew what to do, as far as that went. I just couldn't tell
Tabitha with any certainty how much it would hurt her. I couldn't believe
that her little asshole could stretch very wide.
"Mom and I talked about it," She said. I was really taken aback. "She
asked me first, believe it or not." She laughed. "She asked me if I knew
that I would have to let a man fuck me someday. I was sooooo
embarrassed!"
"I can imagine!" I said. Wow - I was sure no mom on Earth had ever asked
her son that question. I suppose I was wrong.
"Yeah, I didn't know what to say. I mean, I've always wanted to be a girl
- a woman - but I didn't really think that part of it through all the
way." Tabitha raised herself up on one arm and started rubbing my chest
again. "Don't get me wrong, my lover - I really want to lose my virginity
to you." She kissed me. "I don't want anyone else in my bed or in my
body. Just you."
I pulled her closer and caressed her back. "I feel the same way. I love
you more than I can say. I don't think that will ever change." More
kisses.
Tabitha rolled herself over onto me. She sat up on my stomach. "I'm not
sure if I'm ready to go all the way, Greg. I hope you understand. We can
try, but it scares me a lot. I'll need a little time."
"Baby, you can take all the time you want. No problem." I reached down
and rolled her stiff penis between my fingers. "I like what we did just
fine. Shit - I LOVED it! We're both virgins, so we can lose our cherries
to each other when we're good and ready."
Tabitha seemed shocked by my admission. "You're a virgin? You big super-
stud? I swore you told me you had sex already!" She playfully punched my
chest. It felt great.
"No...dear...I said that I had been to first and second base a few times.
You know that. We're still virgins. I mean, mostly virgins!" I massaged
her chest now and she leaned into my hands. Her gorgeous blonde hair
framed her face perfectly. "And if you tell anybody...!" I couldn't even
pretend to be angry. We laughed and kissed and laughed while we kissed.
My hands roamed all over her thighs and her back and her ass. I couldn't
get enough. Tabitha leaned back and took hold of my thighs. I said
"C'mere" and scooted her up toward my chin. She didn't resist.
My second blow job - the second one with me as the "blower" - began. I
gripped Tabitha's ass and started kissing her skin on either side of her
penis and scrotum. I would give her balls a little peck every so often,
but I tried to avoid letting my mouth touch the best spots. I wanted to
tease her a little. She had her head bent back as far as it could go. "I
know what you're doing..." She said.
"What? Who? Me?'
"Yes, you, mister, and I'm giving you just twenty minutes before I get
mad!"
"Oh, I can go longer than that!" I felt a hand cup my balls and give a
little squeeze.
"YOU are at MY mercy here, and don't forget it, pal!" Tabitha said,
lowering her voice a little. It was so much fun to be able to joke like
that and love each other even more for it. I opened wide and sucked in
all of her parts. She shuddered, moaned and squealed all at the same
time. "It's not twenty minutes, yet!" She said in her perfect girl voice.
"Tough," I mumbled as best I could around her penis. I worked the hell
out the little shaft and the balls. My tongue cramped a little. It really
wasn't much different than playing with a girl's clit. Pacing, variation
and paying attention to the responses were the keys to it. Tabitha
responded nicely. The talking stopped and the moans picked up, between
the squeals of delight. She was breathing hard. Ragged breaths. Her butt
gyrated on my chest.
I parted her ass cheeks and ran a fingertip over the little rosebud back
there. She jumped and her dick twitched violently in my mouth. I did it
again. "Oh..OH..." she yelped." Then: "Save it, please save it!" as she
delivered a few spoonfuls of semen into my mouth. I knew what she meant.
The bursts were fairly strong, but I managed not to swallow. As the
convulsions eased, Tabitha withdrew from my mouth and collapsed next to
me, panting. "Did you save it?" She asked when she could form words
again.
"Mm hmm," I replied, and pointed at my closed lips.
"Share it with me," she said, and locked her lips onto mine. We passed
the come and the saliva back and forth. I understand that a lot of people
don't like the taste or texture of semen, but I loved Tabitha's.
Apparently, she loved mine too, judging by the way she had eaten all of
mine, earlier. Now, trading hers in our mouths, I thought it was better
than champagne. I wondered if her come would ever thicken, or increase in
volume, or both. I kind of wished it would. Not that it mattered, really.
It was thin and easy work with now, so to speak, so I was happy.
Both of us were beginning to tire pretty seriously. Two massive
ejaculations apiece will do that to a couple! Tabitha curled up next to
me and, having swallowed our juices, placed her head on my chest. What
she said next started as a murmur, then trailed off rapidly: "I just
need...to...close my eyes a...little..." She fell fast asleep. I listened
to her rhythmic breathing.
I admit that tears came to my eyes. Tears of the purest joy a human can
ever have. I suppose the birth of one's child might be more satisfying,
and emotional, but not by much. I had, asleep in my arms, the most
perfect mate I could have asked for. I watched the sky darken as the sun
dipped below the horizon. I heard the baseboard heater click to life as
it warmed the room. I gently stroked Tabitha's hair and watched it rise
and fall so beautifully. A few seconds later I was dead to the world.
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