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Transitions VI by Desiree Pleasence Chapter 12 - Preparing for the Unveiling As we're lying in bed cuddling while Sherri recovers, her phone rings. She curses, "Crap, sometimes I want to throw that thing out the window. Who is it? Blocked number. Probably a spam call." One of the things that's a bitch about is being a Realtor is having to answer the phone. Any call might be a prospective customer. A prospect that might be annoyed having to leave a message. Or, worse yet, a prospect that hangs up without leaving a message to call another agent. Our numbers are publicized, making them easy targets for telemarketers and con artists. I figure that at least fifty percent of my calls are junk. Like I said, it's a bitch. "Hello, this is Sherri D'Oliveira." I hear Elaine sarcastically yelling, "Ooooooh Baaaaarbie!" before laughing. Sherri just says, "We'll see you at 4, sweetheart," and hangs up. She cuddles back against me. "Oooooh Baaarbie, I could stay right here forever and be happy but we'd better get moving. Let's hit the shower." As we're heading to the shower stall, I glance at the mirror to admire my breasts. They're as beautiful as I had imagined they would be. Then I make the mistake of looking up. I look awful! No makeup. My hair's a mess. Worst of all, my face is covered with awful stubble and looks angry. My lips are so swollen and my cheeks so pumped up with filler, I look like a freak. Like a caricature of a woman with ugly stubble to add insult to injury. How on earth could Sherri have been so turned on seeing me like this? "Don't freak out Barbie. Yeah, you look a mess but it'll work out. Trust me. You'll see." I let her drag me away from the mirror and into the oversized walk-in shower stall, both of us pulling on shower caps and tucking in our hair in the process. We soap each other up, spending an inordinate amount of time on each other's breasts. After seeing my face, I wasn't feeling very erotic. Until Sherri started sucking on my right nipple, that is. I start to crouch down to give Sherri some oral pleasure. She grabs me under my armpits and pulls me back up. "Honey, not now," she says as she turns to turn off the water. We get out of the stall and towel each other off. The feeling of her rubbing the towel over my nipples gives me erotic chills. Alas, she moves on and finishes drying me off. I give her the same treatment, drying her with a towel, giving special attention to her nipples. Even showering and drying off is now an erotic experience. I lather shaving gel onto my atrocious face. As I scrape the razor over my tender skin, I immediately realize something is different. Instead of feeling the razor slicing off hair, it's gliding smoothly, meeting little resistance. Instead of slicing the hair, it is gently tugging the entire shafts from my skin, dead follicles included. Feeling a bit more optimistic, I "shave" my entire face and rinse the remnants of the shaving gel off. Yes, much better. My face is smooth, no hint of beard shadow. My plumped lips, full cheeks and thin arched brows don't make me look like a freak now that the hair is gone. Actually, I see a woman's face starting back at me. I actually think I can present as a woman now, even without makeup. But that's not my style. I love cosmetics. And with a touch of foundation to conceal my red skin that has been angered by the laser, I know that I'll be beautiful. Sherri approaches me from behind, wraps her arms around my waist and kisses my neck. She looks up into the reflection of my eyes in the mirror. "See, Barbie, I told you it would work out. You're beautiful, baby. Now let's see what a bit of makeup will do. Tell you what. We have plenty of time. Let me do your face for you today. We won't have time for that much in the future or we'll never get our days or nights started in a timely manner. But today, we do. Let's indulge." We walk over to the vanity. Seeing it, Sherri makes an observation. "This is never going to do, having just one vanity. We're going to have to go furniture shopping. As things are now, one of us will have to wait for her to do her face before the other can start. For now, I can do my face in the bathroom while you do yours here. But, in the long run, that's unacceptable. We'll have to buy another vanity to put next to this one or, better yet, find a dual one. I want to be able to do my face while my lover, my partner, my wing slut does hers. Mmm, yes, I can't wait. But I have to. Now straddle the bench seat facing the center." I sit down and see the overflowing counter top. In addition to her cosmetics I spy additions. My old meager supply of makeup is there. But there's a lot more. Obviously, Sherri has unpacked my gift bag from "A Cut Above." She combs and brushes my hair out. She uses the curling iron to curl the tips of the hair framing my face. "No more of this full coverage foundation for you, girlfriend," she says as she picks up my old foundation the throws it in the trash. "From now one, you just need to use this pressed powder foundation to add a bit of color and even out your skin tone." She covers my face in the light powder. The redness is gone, I'm sure. She uses a brush to contour my face, my chin, the tip of my nose, the bridge of my nose, my jawline, the back of my jaw, around my hair line. She opens a compact of powder blush. She grabs a brush and lightly brushes my cheeks. She applies powder highlighter above my cheeks and below my eyes, extending out and up to the outer corners of my eyebrows. "Let's go dramatic for your grand unveiling, Barbie." She uses black eyeliner pencil on my upper lid, both above and below my upper eyelashes. For the lower part of my eyes, she uses the pencil above the lashes only. She uses a little brush and comb on my eyelashes and tells me the weird little device she's using is my new eyelash curler. She applies two coats of mascara on my upper and lower lashes. She pencils in my brows with another black pencil. Taking a cover off the other end of the pencil, she reveals what looks like a small mascara comb and brushes it through my eyelashes. "I think we'll go with a variety of green eye shadow. That will contrast nicely with your blue eyes, darling." Iridescent white powder beneath my eyebrows. A light shade of green for my lower lids. A slightly darker shade of green from my lower lids to the iridescent white. A much darker shade of green in-between. She picks up a dainty little brush. She uses it to apply the same three shades of green underneath my lower lashes. "Yes, dramatic is way to go today." She lines my lips with a red pencil and uses a dark red lipstick on my lips. For the coup de grace, she applies a coat of Glassy Gloss to my lips. "Here, Barbie, have a cigarette," she says, holding a brand new but opened pack of our 120s out to me. I use my nails to easily pick and slide a cigarette out. No more fumbling with her finger and thumb for this girl. I bring it to my lips and inhale a mouthful of smoke as Sherri lights me. "Now look at yourself, Barbie." I turn my head as I exhale the soothing smoke and look at the mirror. OH MY FUCKING GOD! Staring me in my face is, well, me of course. I'm beautiful. My huge breasts. My beautiful face. Plump lips. Full cheeks. Expertly applied makeup. Yes, I could be mistaken for an adult film actress. I'd fuck me. I say it out loud. "I'd fuck me." "Yes, I bet you would. But you'll have to settle for other people fucking you, darling. Now wait here." She goes to the far side of the bed and starts rummaging around. I'm guessing that the other three gift bags are there. She makes her way back over to me, her arms full of assorted finery. She hands me a garter belt. "You know what to do with this." I strap the garter around my waist and clasp it in the back. She hands me a package of new sheer black stockings. I roll them up my legs. I attach the front straps to the stockings. Standing, I lean over so I can clasp the back straps to the stockings. My pendulous breasts are pulling on me. I sit back down. She hands me a pair of black panties. I slide them up my legs. My cock is too erect to tuck it back and between my legs, so I just pull it to the side underneath the smooth stretchy panties. "Here, put these mules on, baby, they're perfect for a day of decadent lounging and entertaining." I take the lid off the proffered shoe box. Inside are the loveliest little slides. Narrow 4 inch heels. No back or straps. Just a wide strap adorned with fluffy black feathers to go across my foot above my toes. "Now stand up, Barbie and put your arms back. It's time for the pi?ce de r?sistance." I stand, thrusting my ass back, my chest and breasts forward. She slides a long sheer black negligee up my arms and adjusts it on my shoulders. She reaches her arms around me to tie the cord and sash, just like our wrap dresses. "Yes, Barbie, now you are definitely presentable for company. What do you think?" I admire my reflection in the mirror. The sheer black material Is transparent and falls to my ankles. My breasts and fully erect plump nipples are clearly visible through the fabric. The "V" of the neckline exposes my breasts and cleavage. I raise an arm. A thin elastic band holds the sleeve at my wrists. A swath of material widens from my wrists to my hips, flowing diaphanously as I move my arms. I raise my other arms. My movement isn't restricted when I move my arms. It looks like I have wings. I'd say I look like an angel if it wasn't so obvious that I looked like a beautiful woman ready to make love. "I look like an angel." "More like a succubus than an angel, Barbie." I look like I'm ready to fuck." "Oh yes you do, Barbie, yes you do. Do you want to get fucked again, Barbie?" "Oh yes, I most definitely do." "Tom's already fucked you. Maybe we should let Bruce fuck you today." "As for Tom, I have another idea. He seemed so cooperative when you gave him that cummy kiss the other night, we should try to persuade him to suck you today. What do you think about that, Barbie." "You're so amazing, Sherri. We're so in sync. I was actually thinking the same thing earlier." "Mmm, Barbie. I think destiny brought us together. Two beautiful sluts, perfect for each other." "Tell you what, darling. You have another cigarette and watch me do my own face. I'll explain everything as I go along. Watch and learn, baby." Twenty minutes later, we admire ourselves in the vanity mirror. Sherri has gone for a less dramatic effect, explaining that today is still all about me. She was still so beautiful, sitting there in her little red lounging robe. I wish it were transparent like mine, but she wants all eyes on me today. Sherri starts reflecting on our reflections. "Yes. Two perfect sexy babes. Each perfect in her own right. Absolutely perfect together. Both down to fuck. To make love. With men. With women. With, best of all, women with cocks. Both ready to explore the most carnal desires imaginable. No jealousy. Each taking pleasure in the other being pleasured. Yes, perfect. Don't you agree, darling." "Yes, Sherri, that sums it up nicely, my love." "I thought as much. Yes, destiny has brought us together. We're soul mates. But we'd better hustle, Barbie doll. Let's get a bite to eat before company arrives." Chapter 13 - The Unveiling I'm ready to display my charms to the world, starting with our neighbors Tom and Elaine. We've enjoyed a light breakfast of mixed fruits. We both want to maintain trim sexy bodies. Sherri assured me that it would also make my pearly nectar delicious. I'm sitting on the couch, in the middle. Sherri's sitting next to me. We're both eager with anticipation. We've come up with a game plan or, to be more accurate, a scheme. The doorbell rings. Sherri gets up and starts the video recorder on her phone. I yell out, as sultry as I can, "Come in." I hear the door open and close. Footsteps across the foyer. Tom and Elaine step into the living rooms. I whisper, "Hello, lovers." Tom's reaction is almost cartoonish. His eyes bug out. His jaw drops. He lets out a lascivious wolf whistle. Elaine runs over, standing before me, eyes open wide. "Oh my god, Barbie, you look great." Tom is now beside her. "Thank you, Elaine. Hi Tom. Be a dear and help me up. I extend my arm, palm down. He places his hand under mine, wrapping his fingers around my wrist delicately. I use his hand to stabilize myself as I stand. Despite being tempted to pretend to stumble so I can press my breasts against him, I strike a graceful pose, my hand still in his. I gently pull my hand free and wrap my arms around his shoulders, intertwining my fingers behind his neck. He wraps his arms around my waist, locking his fingers behind me. "Hello Tom. Thank you for the wonderful fuck the other night. Your cum, what little Sherri saved for me, was delicious. I hope I can get more of both, darling." I shimmy a little, raking Tom's chest with my protruding nipples. "So, Tom, what do you think?" "Barbie, I thought I was in shock the other night but you've knocked me for another loop. You're stunning. When Sherri first told me about you transitioning, I thought the idea was absurd. Do forgive me. I couldn't have been more wrong. You're absolutely beautiful. And I'll give you as much cum and fucking as Elaine's alright with." I pull his face to me. As I give him a kiss with just a little tongue I whisper "Thank you, darling." I free myself from his embrace and turn to Elaine. I open my arms wide. "How about a hug, Elaine?" She enters my arms and we embrace, our breasts pressing together. "Thanks for loaning Tom to me the other night. It meant a lot to me, him taking my virginity. It always will mean a lot to me and I have you to thank for that." "You're welcome, Barbie. It was so hot watching you. So thank you." "Speaking of hot, it was pretty damned hot watching you and Sherri pleasuring each other. Poor Britany, she looked so left out." "Yes, she did. I'm hoping that now you're one of us girls, that you'll help us try to loosen her up." "Gladly, Elaine. We girls have to stick together and help each other out. Speaking of which, what's up with these phone calls you wench?" I say with a smile. "What's up with all that yelling, baby?" "I tell you what, Elaine. I know I'm being greedy wanting Tom to fuck me and feed me his cum. If I wear him out, I promise I'll do my best to give you something to yell about. Sound fair?" "That sounds fair. Feel free to try and drain him as much as you like, sweetheart. But I warn you, he's a real stud, he might wear you out. But I hope not. I want YOU to give me something to yell about." We seal the deal with a provocative kiss. "Speaking of wearing me out, I'm still a bit beat. Here, sit with me, you two." I sit down in the middle of the couch, giving them no choice but to sit on either side of me. As casual as all get out, I untie my negligee's sash and tie cord and spread it open as if it were a quite ordinary thing to do. I stretch out my arms and put them around Tom and Elaine. "So, what do you think of these puppies?" "They're huge. They're wonderful. You look like you were made for fucking," Elaine says. "I love them, Barbie," Tom says. "Well you two, just don't sit there. Feel them." They both reach out a hand. They cup them. They rub them. They pinch the nipples. At that, I groan delightedly and pull their faces towards my chest. They know what I want. They both start suckling on my breasts. Elaine definitely knows what she is doing. After suckling gently for over a minute, she licks my left nipple and pulls back, leaving it wet and cool in the air. Then she purses her lips and exhales a warm stream of air over my chilled nipple. Oh my god, that is sending chills through my body. Tom catches up and does that same to my right nipple. Oh, this is heavenly. Elaine returns her mouth and resumes sucking on my nipple. With it in her mouth, she starts darting her tongue back and forth over it. Oh my, this woman knows what she's doing. It makes perfect sense that a woman would know best how to please another woman, they're certainly familiar with anatomy and what it feels like. I suspect that men or women with cocks give the best blowjobs. Elaine reaches into my panties and pulls out my cock. She synchronizes her attack on my breast and cock. When she strokes my cock up, she holds my cock tight and sucks my nipple hard. Her down stroke is loose and she loosens her lips' grip on my nipple at the same time. The combined effect is astonishing. She varies the speed of her synchronized seduction. My breathing gets in sync with her ministrations. She's controlling my body like a marionette, playing me like a puppet. Tom's more amateurish treatment persists and, despite a lack of finesse, it feels wonderful. Elaine removes her mouth from my breast and lowers her face to my crotch. She strokes a large drop of precum out and licks it off the tip of my cock. She kisses the head. She takes the head in my mouth and sucks on it. She starts lowering and raising her head, bobbing on me. I'm so turned on, I'd better make my move now before it's too late. I gently press Tom's head down to my crotch. He doesn't resist. His head lowers until he's right down there looking at Elaine's oral seduction. Elaine pulls her mouth of my cock and looks Tom in the eye. "Here you go, Tom. Here's your chance to suck she-cock like they do in all of that porn you enjoy. Look at Barbie. Isn't she beautiful? Look at those tits. You know you want to pleasure her so you can come back for more." Elaine grasps the shaft of my penis and points it right at Tom. He opens his mouth wide and lowers it over my cock, barely making contact with it. I feel it press against the back of his mouth. He keeps on going. I feel the head of my cock slip into his throat. He starts to gag and pulls back. "Way to go, Tom. You did it! Don't worry, I'm sure Barbie will let you come back for plenty of practice when she's fully recovered. But let's not torment her. Suck her cock." Tom wraps my lips around my shaft, he sucks his cheeks in hard. He's bobbing fast and hard on my cock. Elaine watches, fascinated, encouraging him. Lord, I wish I could see it over my mountainous breasts. Mirrors. We definitely need more mirrors. I'll certainly get a good view of it when I watch the video Sherri is recording. Oh my, whatever Tom lacks in panache he certainly compensates for with enthusiasm. His oral servicing is relentless. I start pinching and releasing my nipples. Tom's next move sends me over the edge. He squeezes his hand under my ass. I lift it off the couch. He slides a finger in my pussy and starts stroking it in and out. That does it. I feel the head of my cock throbbing. I start bucking my hips. I feel the sensation of my white lava climbing. Elaine exclaims "Yes, Tom, she's cumming. She's cumming. You've done it. Keep going, baby." I erupt in his mouth. He keeps his mouth around me and starts swallowing. Elaine continues her encouragement. "That's it, baby, that's it. Remember to save her some for Barbie." I sense no swallowing during my final ejaculations. Tom stands up and leans over me. Elaine takes over with cleanup duty, wrapping her lips around me, trying to coax out any last drops. I lean my head back, lips parted. Tom moves in for a kiss, feeding me my own cum. I eat it all. I feel like a baby bird accepting delectable tidbits from its parent. I want more. "Tom," I command. "Drop your pants and stroke yourself for me." He does. "Oh, yes, that's it, Tom. When you're going to come, lay the head of your cock on the tip of my tongue. I want you to see yourself cum in my mouth. I want you to see how hungry I am." I decide to entice him with promises of things to come. "I can't wait to get better so you can fuck my tits" I say as I squeeze them together. "I want to lie back and enjoy a cigarette and enjoy the view of your cock thrusting between my giant breasts. I can see it now, the tip emerging from the dark recesses. I want to see it cum. I want to see it spraying all over my chest and face." The mental image I've created does the trick. He starts stroking rapidly, almost violently. I know the signs. I lean forward, mouth open, tongue sticking out. He lays the head of his cock right there where he can see it. It's jetting straight out, hitting the back of my throat. Once. Twice. Three times. I swallow it all. I wrap my lips around his shaft and collect the rest in my mouth. I pull my head back and look him in the eye. Though my mouth is full of cum, I speak. The sound of my voice is garbled, cum bubbles forming between my lips as I speak. "Thank you, Tom. I love that so much. I'll be your cum dump anytime you're feeling horny. You'd better not deny me your cum by masturbating, darling. Anytime. I mean it. If you're horny and Elaine's not around, use me. If you're horny and Elaine's not in the mood, let her send you over to me. Got it?" He nods his head and leans in for a cum sharing kiss. Once again, his tongue is drawing cum from my mouth back to his for him to swallow. This is no much nicer than the activities we used to share, mainly golf and tennis. But he really doesn't get it. No matter how often he feeds me, he's not using me. I'll be using him as a cum fountain to try to fulfill my cravings. But men love sluts. Let them think they're the ones in control. It's a win-win situation, isn't it? When he eventually breaks off the kiss, I thank him again. "Thanks again, Tom. Thanks for the blowjob. Thanks for feeding me your load. Thanks for visiting, but I'd better regroup before Shelby and Bruce come over." He looks a little dejected. The message is clear. It?s time for him to leave. I?m going to play with someone else. It?s best that he gets the message now. I?m not his. There?s nothing exclusive. Barbie?s a slut, she?s going to service a lot of other cocks. Ever the stoic, he musters on. ?You?re very welcome, Barbie. I?ll definitely be back.? Sherri stops recording. Tom pulls up his pants and buckles his belt. I escort them to the front door, one in each arm. I give Tom a bump and grind along with a long kiss. He steps onto the porch and down the steps. I pull Elaine in for the same treatment. She whispers in my ear. ?We did it! You did it! I?ll be back so you can make me scream for a change.? She gives me one last peck on the lips before leaving. Sherri gives me a playful slap on my ass. ?Barbie, go fix your makeup before Bruce and Shelby get here.? That done, we?re sitting on the couch cuddling when the doorbell rings. ?Come in,? I yell as sultry as I can. The greeting is pretty much a repeat of Tom & Elaine?s visit. Hugs, kisses, bumping and grinding my breasts against them, inviting them to caress and suckle my tits. Sherri and Elaine go to the kitchen for a moment to get us all something to drink, leaving Bruce and me on the sofa. I start to scoot to the end of the sofa, which prompts Bruce to suckle me even harder. With a wet ?plop,? my nipple escapes his soft lips. I grab a cigarette from the end table and light up. After I exhale I turn to Bruce and start rubbing his erection through his pants. ?Hey, Bruce, I?ve got an itch. Would you be a dear and scratch it for me?? Elaine?s voice rings out in a mocking tone. ?You bitch, I can?t leave you alone with my man for two minutes and you?re trying to seduce him.? I sarcastically feign remorse. ?Sorry, Elaine, but you really shouldn?t leave your stud muffin alone with a horny bitch like me.? I take a drag from my cigarette and blow the smoke in her direction to underscore my point. Sherri admonishes me as well. ?Barbie, you know I want to record this. Hold on a second and start over when I?m ready.? ?Okay, now start over,? Sherri instructs before pressing ?Record.? I place my cigarette in the ashtray. I put one arm around Bruce, start rubbing his crotch and repeat my line. ?Hey, Bruce, I?ve got an itch. Would you be a dear and scratch it for me?? ?Of course, Barbie. Where is it?? I stand, picking up my cigarette. I place my knees on the sofa and lean over the back, resting my arms and breasts on the back of the sofa. I pull up my negligee and wriggle my ass. ?Right here, baby!? As I take another drag, I hear Bruce?s zipper and the sound of the buckle hitting the floor along with his pants. I feel the head of his cock gently pressing against my rosebud. ?Stop teasing me, Bruce. Fuck me! Scratch my itch.? I suck on my cigarette again as I feel Bruce?s cock sliding into me. ?That?s it, darling, much better,? I say before exhaling. Sherri steps behind the couch, filming me smoking while a cock is sliding into my ass in the background. Tom grabs my hips and starts fucking me in earnest. ?Yes, darling, that?s definitely better. I love this, combining two of my favorite things, smoking and getting fucked. You?re so kind to me. I hope you don?t mind a slutty bitch like me smoking while you fuck her.? He answers by pulling his cock all the way back and out before thrusting it into me to the hilt. No, I don?t think he minds. ?Mmm, baby, yes, fuck me hard. I can?t wait until I?ve recovered so I can take a ride on your pole, watching you watch my tits bouncing around.? The image I?ve placed in his mind seems to encourage him. He starts thrusting his cock into me fast and hard. I feel precum dripping from my cock into my panties. ?Oh, Bruce, that?s so nice,? I struggle to say as he?s pounding me. ?Any time Elaine?s not in the mood, you?d better come over and fuck your little slut Barbie. You?ll never have to beat off ever again.? He must like the sound of that, the realization that anytime he?s horny that he can come fuck me. How did I reach that conclusion, you ask? Because I feel the head of his cock throbbing as it shoots cum in my ass. That?s how. I take a final drag from my cigarette before stubbing it out in the ashtray on the end table. As I exhale I say ?Thank you, Bruce, you definitely scratched my itch beautifully. You?re such a sweetheart.? ?My pleasure, Barbie. Let me know anytime you have an itch and I?ll be right over,? he says as he pulls his softening prick from my ass with another juicy plop. I turn my head to look at him over my shoulder. ?Count on it, Bruce.? Sherri steps back around to the front of the couch. She hands the phone to Elaine, telling her to take over. Sherri crouches on the floor behind me. She starts tonguing my asshole, slurping up every bit of Bruce?s cum as it trickles out of my pussy hole. Oh, that feels so nice. Yes, I can?t wait to return the favor. To lick up someone else?s cum from Sherri?s pussy. No, not just someone?s cum. Kandy?s. I can?t wait to be licking up Kandy?s cum from Sherri?s pussy. The mere thought triggers my release. Knowing what?s about to happen, despite no one having touched my cock, I wrap my hand around the end of it and cum. Elaine comes around to the back of the sofa, pointing the camera at my face. I raise my handful of cum to my face and start eating it up. I can?t wait to see the video. Me eating my own cum with the back of Sherri?s head buried between my ass cheeks in the background. I reach down to stroke the last drops of cum onto my hand. I lick it off of my hand for the camera before saying ?Oh, I just love getting fucked and eating cum.? Elaine taps the screen of Sherri?s phone and lowers it before leaning over to give me a lovely lesbian kiss. We say our goodbyes after I tell them that I need to get some rest. Sherri and I are cuddling on the couch. I feel so relaxed after savoring Tom?s cum, getting fucked by Bruce and spontaneously ejaculating. I gently masturbate Sherri while she does the same for me. She?s aroused and wet enough that I gently start rubbing my finger directly on her clit. ?Who the fuck is that?? Sherri curses, hearing the doorbell. ?Well, whoever it is, let?s give them a show.? I tuck my penis back into panties. It?s too erect to go back between my legs so I just lay it sideways underneath my panties. We tie up our lingerie, not that that really conceals anything. At least not for me, my breasts are clearly visible through the sheer material. We open the door in all our glory to find David standing there alone. Seeing us in our lingerie he audibly inhales a gasp of air. ?Hi Sherri. Hi Barbie. I?m sorry to drop by un...? I cut him off, take his hand and say ?Please come in, David.? After he steps in and closes the door, I stretch my arms out and thrust my chest out. ?So, what do you think?? ?They?re fantastic, Barbie, I love them. You look so scrumptious that I just want to eat you up.? I move in for what seems to be becoming my standard greeting, bumping and grinding with my breasts and groin, accompanied with an open mouthed kiss with plenty of tongue. To my dismay, he pulls back. ?Barbie, I had such a good time the other night but, well, Britney seems kind of freaked out. She won?t talk about it. She could tell I wanted to come see you but refused Sherri?s invitation for us to come over. She just ran to the grocery store for a little shopping. I think she just wanted an excuse to step out, knowing that I?d come rushing over. But anyway, I don?t have much time but just had to come see you. ? His gaze lowers to my breasts spilling out from my negligee. ?I?m glad I did, they?re amazing.? ?Thank you, Bruce. I?m glad you like them. I sure do. But back to Britany... Would you like me to try talking to her, see if I can get her to open up to me?? ?Well, I?m not sure she?ll talk to you but yes, please, do try. But I?d better get going and be home when she returns.? I rub his crotch. As I expected, he?s totally erect. ?David, I can?t let you leave the house like this.? I lower myself to the floor, kneeling in front of him. I unbuckle his belt, unsnap his pants button, lower the zipper and pull his pants down. Right there in the foyer, I?m kneeling in front of him, untying my negligee and exposing my breasts. ?David, I want you to christen my breasts. I want to see them christened with your cum.? I grasp his cock firmly and start stroking. There?s no time for being gentle, he?s in a rush to get home and I?m horny. The dry stroking is promptly resolved with copious amounts of precum. I wrap my fingers around him and stroke as fast as I can, his slippery cock gliding in my hands without any friction. In less than a minute, I feel his shaft throbbing in my hands. As he erupts, I move his cock around to ensure that both of my breasts are christened properly. I tuck his cock back into his underwear. As I stand, David pulls up his pants, buttons them, pulls up his zipper and buckles his belt, muttering, ?Damn, that was hot.? ?It sure was,? I reply. ?Anytime you need some release, I?ll be glad to assist you ANY way you like.? I turn to look at Sherri and show her my tits covered with cum. I am not surprised to see that her phone is out, recording this brief interlude. I decide to ham it up a bit for the camera. I lift my left breast and ask ?Want some, darling?? She immediately leans over and starts licking David?s cum off of my left breast while awkwardly holding the phone, trying to take a selfie of herself. I take the phone from her and take over, recording her licking cum of my breast. Her hands are now free. She reaches over with her left hand to raise my right breast a bit. I look into David?s face, raising my right eyebrow. He gets the hint. He hesitantly leans over and tentatively licks up a bit of his own cum. Unbelievable, I really didn?t expect him to actually do it. But he is. After that first timid lick, his hesitancy dissolves. The phone is capturing it all. Sherri and Tom licking and slurping on my breasts is being recorded for posterity. The feelings are indescribable. As David?s hot cum cools and is licked away, it seems to draw heat from my breasts. That feeling is countered by their warm moist mouths. It?s like two weather fronts meeting, the warm air clashing and mixing with cool air. When they start sucking at my nipples it?s like a thunderstorm. It feels like electricity is coursing through my throbbing nipples. As the orgasm sweeps over me, I merely whimper ?yes? over and over. They keep sucking, licking and nibbling on my nipples until my orgasm subsides. As they look up to my face and the camera pointing at them, they smile. I press ?Stop.? After David stands, I pull him in for a kiss, tasting his cum. ?Thank you, darling, I?m glad you were the first. Don?t worry, I?ll work on Britany. I really want her to get with the program but if she doesn?t, I?ll be glad to be your secret backdoor girlfriend, baby. Now, you?d better scurry along and get home before Britany. I?ll see you soon, no matter what.? He leaves as I give him a pat on his ass.