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Following The Plan "No dear, it's not gay, not at all. Just don't stop." Billy was on his knees in front of me. I was on a chaise lounge, leaning back sipping a Bay Breeze, wearing my strappy heels over a pair of rather dark pantyhose. My toenails were neon red and showed through the hose. I had a pink/red bra on over my breast forms, my long brunette wig, full makeup and jewelry, and a thin straw stuck in my mouth. Billy was lavishing my pretty legs with his energetic tongue. He moved just above my knee and was working his way up. My body was free of hair of course, and I loved the feel of his tongue through the hose. The poor man had looked up with his eager puppy dog eyes and asked if what we were doing was gay. Ah, Billy, so concerned with labels, I guess a man in his mid-50s doesn't easily give up his lifetime of social conditioning. What, licking another man's legs, gay? Never. My cock was up against my trim, hairless stomach, held in place by the hose (no panties on this occasion), hard with a large wet spot at the tip. Billy moved to lick my erection. "So keen aren't you Billy. Does your girlfriend let you lick her legs like this? Do you tease her clit through her hose with the tip of your tongue? Ah, she doesn't know what she's missing, the silly goose." I pulled my knees up. "Kiss and lick, Billy. Caress me. Gently bite my ass. Make love to me, Billy." I spread my legs wide to give him access. He was making little grunting noises, his tongue busy. I put down my Breeze on the nearby table and closed my thighs around his head, squeezing. Ah, a man between my legs, wearing my best hose, a perfect drink at hand, life is good! "Stop for now, you eager beaver. Come give me a big kiss." Billy looked up, grinned like he'd just won a prize, and lay on top of me. I wrapped my legs around his firm ass, pulling him in, feeling our cocks rubbing together through the hose. I stuck my tongue in his ear as we humped together, rubbing against each other. Knowing he was close, I eased off and kissed him, a long, wet soul kiss, fucking his mouth with my tongue. I wanted to pull the pantyhose waist down and fuck his mouth properly, but not yet, this was too much fun and of course it wasn't in the plan. *** I was shopping in a supermarket, of all places. I was en fem as usual, nothing fancy but I had on my purple yoga pants outlining my assets. I'm proud of my legs and ass and work hard to keep in shape. I'm in my late 30s, divorced (amicable, no kids), enjoying my solo life as a bit of a gay blade. I'm sex mad, mainly male but when I'm in the mood, anything goes. I had on a soft cotton chiffon top showing off my modest cleavage, boosted by a padded bra. Long brunette wig and some makeup. I was more or less passable but where I lived it didn't really matter. The big bad city is full of all types and all were welcome if friendly. I hadn't had a lover for about a week and was wearing out my toys. I was idlily fondling a cucumber wondering how much lifelike sex dolls cost when a large man reached across me for something. I looked up and recognized Billy who had recently moved onto the floor of my apartment building. He was a bit sweaty and, well, raw, and my finely tuned senses told me, "Hey, wake up Lucy! Large man, smells meaty, stop fondling vegetables!" "Well, hello Billy! How are you getting on?" I gave him my best smile and slowly stroked the cucumber in my hands, my bright red polish standing out on the green skin. "Cooking for one again? Me too. Why don't you join me for dinner? I'm right down the hall, number 27. It's Lucy if you don't remember." Billy looked a bit stunned but recovered well. "Oh hi Lucy, yes, just getting a few things in. Sure, I'd love to join you, can I bring anything?" I winked at him and said, "Oh, I'm sure you'll supply dessert, won't you, honey?" He actually blushed - adorable on an older man. And he clearly had no idea I wasn't a genetic girl. Oh well, a pleasant surprise in store then. "7:30 my dear. See you then." I leaned forward and brushed my lips against his cheek. Nicely shaved, smelling manly - all good. A somewhat frumpy woman watched Billy walk off and said to me, "Well, I hope you two enjoy yourselves, he certainly looks pleased." "Don't worry darling, you'll be OK, these cucumbers look just right!" I licked the tip of the one in my hand and put it in my basket as I sashayed away. Something to complain about with her friends at the hairdresser, I'm sure. I quickly put together a plan for Billy. I'm a planner - always have lists on the go, electronic reminders, numbered goals for the day, month and year, etc. As a professional project manager I guess it's not surprising, but massive infrastructure projects aren't really the same as a dinner at home. Still, it's always worth figuring out what you want out of a situation, and I wanted Billy as a member of our rainbow nation. Maybe not a simpering sissy after one night but at least ensure that he experiences another side of his sexuality that he never suspected was there. And to do that I needed to be the aggressor, which suited me fine. Yes, I did enjoy being the bottom as well, having a man (or sometimes a woman, but rarely) take charge, push me down and have his wicked way with me. As women know, the power lies with them, it's just a matter of controlling uncontrollable urges and channeling all that aggression and power into something that satisfies those deep needs. In my case, ass up, head down, lubed and shaved, plunge away! But tonight I was going to make Billy drool, quiver and whimper as I whispered filthy things into his ear. Rumor had it that Billy's wife passed away a couple of years ago, poor thing. No kids, he decided to downsize, and was staying in town for work for at least a year or two. His work picked on him as a single man with no dependents but he was planning to retire and move back to Hicksville (i.e. anywhere outside of the City) after this gig was finished. Yes, we gossip all the time, and why not? Best way to find out who's eligible. Having said that, Billy wasn't a major catch, but would do nicely for an evening. About 6 foot 1 or so, beefy, maybe 200 lbs, and a lot of muscle. Not sure what he did but he spent a lot of evenings at the gym and not the usual place, but some sort of Gold's Gym clone with predominately weightlifting. Clean-cut, short hair, a weathered face, must work at something mainly outdoors. At a guess I'd say some sort of construction supervisor, maybe one of the many building contractors always building or pulling down skyscrapers. So ruggedly handsome, twinkly blue eyes, what's not to like? As for myself, I'm nearly 6 feet and thin. I'm a bit of a gym bunny but mainly spin classes and other cardio, but as I said, I spend at least 20 mins per session on squats and lunges and other ways to ensure my legs and rear are in fine shape. I'm fair-haired and keep my hair unfashionably long to allow me go without a wig sometimes and still be Lucy. I'm not taking hormones but keep my body hair-free and experiment with various creams for my breasts which do nothing for size but my nipples are very sensitive. Which is nice...! I left Hicksville for the City right after my divorce. I still care about Nathalie, a dear friend but it became obvious that I was hiding my true self and she was so understanding about everything. We're more like best girlfriends now even though she's still in the sticks. She's done well for herself, a nice man who wants babies (another issue we had), and even with all that, when she visits we usually end up tumbling in bed together. Probably won't continue but a nostalgic fuck is always nice after a night out. So, back to the present. Presentation is everything, the wrapping paper is key. Quick shower, full body shave, moisturize, lube (just in case but not part of my plan), touch up nail polish, hands and feet. Sweet flowery scent with just a hint of musk, then onto the brown paper wrapping. Dark tan pantyhose, thin but a new pair. Short skirt, tight around the ass and those strappy heels. The red bra covered by a floaty cotton chiffon top with classy river pearls around the neck and opal earrings. Makeup quite slutty, no need for subtlety. Suddenly remembered about food - oops! I love a Bay Breeze and keep the juices around so that's easy for drinks (he's probably a beer man so wine would be wasted on him). I usually just have some salad and a lean protein but this large man might want something more traditional. Of course I have his beef and two veg under my skirt but that will have to wait. Screw it, some great pizza (and no one makes pizza like my local Italian) with side salads. I ordered a delivery from Totonno and tried to make the place look decent. I make decent money so it was a large, airy place, one bedroom with two other rooms plus a decent kitchen. I wasn't a slob so it didn't take long. I made the Breezes and helped myself to one. Billy rang right on time, which I appreciated (remember, I'm a planner and love when things go to plan). He was wearing what he had on in the supermarket but had refreshed his cologne. I gave him an air kiss and we chatted over drinks then attacked the pizza (well, I had one slice and some salad, but he appreciated it). I clicked off the dinner on the project plan in my head and moved to the next section. "So Billy, I heard about your wife, I'm sorry. It's been a couple of years now, do you date much? Do you have anyone special waiting for you back home?" "No, nothing like that. I've thought about dating, sure, but I don't want to use one of those app things, I'm not good with all that technology outside of work, and, well, I don't know, I guess I'm busy with work and gym and stuff." "Hard to believe that a single, handsome strong man like you enjoys your own company of an evening." We were sitting on my sofa together and I scooted over so our legs were touching. I touched his arm and leg as we were talking and maintained eye contact, licking my lips occasionally. "What do you get up to, eh Billy? Just the two of us here. Any interesting porn or just the vanilla stuff? I'm happy to start - I love porn, it's just as well I work outside of my home, otherwise I'd just surf porn all day long, playing with myself when I should be working. It's so, well, yummy, all those hard, wet bodies, rubbing, caressing, teasing..." I was rubbing his thigh while making my points. "Uh, well, sometimes I guess." Billy was blushing a little - ah, so cute! I remained silent and expectant, waiting for him to open up. "Well, you know, sure, I watch some of it." He clearly wasn't comfortable talking about it. Well, I didn't plan on it being easy... I leaned over to get inside his personal space. "What type? Big boobs getting fucked by men with big cocks? That gets boring. Do you ever watch lesbians? All soft and lipsticked, pushing against each other? You know even straight women love watching lesbian porn. There's something so erotic about it, don't you think?" "Yeah, it's hot, when they go down on each other." I 'accidentally' brushed against his crotch, definitely signs of life there, and initial estimates were that there was a sizeable organ hidden away. "Mmm, definitely turns me on. Billy, you ever watch those she-males? Those are so hot, what more could a man want, a hot babe with something extra?" I was rubbing the inside of his thigh now. "Wow, Lucy, that's really kinky. Yeah, sometimes. But..." "Don't tell me, Billy, you're not gay, right? I'm not saying you are, but who would refuse a night with a hot babe with a dick, right?" "Uh, I guess so. It's very sexy watching them..." I leant in for a kiss. Mostly chaste, with just a brief tongue slipped in briefly, then I pulled back. "You know what turns me on, Billy? Ass. Rear ends. So hot, I just want to smash my face in and lick. You have a great ass. Have you ever had someone play with it?" "No, well, I'm not gay, so..." "Yeah, I know, not gay, but I just love it. Do you like my rear, Billy? What do you think?" I stood up and pushed my ass out towards him, framed by my tight black skirt. "Go ahead and touch it, Billy. You want to, don't you?" I didn't have to ask twice. Billy started pawing me immediately. "Slow down, big boy! Caress, feel the globes in each hand, love me don't maul me." He slowed down and I pushed back so I was almost in his face. "Kiss it, Billy. Through my skirt. Kiss my ass." Here was the first critical part of my plan. He could stand up and protest, laugh and walk away, try to rape me or another reaction that would make my goals for tonight difficult if not impossible. I was counting on him thinking with his little head (or, I hoped, not so little). As usual, I was right. Billy gave my right cheek a little peck. I reached back, took his head and pushed it into my rear. "Proper kiss, Billy. And maybe I'll let you get closer." He starting kissing in earnest, rubbing my legs, trying to rub higher but I held his wrists down. He needed a little reward for obeying me. I turned towards him, sat on his lap and gave him a proper kiss, feeling his hard cock against my ass, and wiggled and bounced enough to keep him panting. I started unbuttoning his shirt then pinched his nipples. Nice chest, huge pecs, definitely into weights. I stuck my tongue in his ear and grinded on his cock. "I love women and men both, Billy. I love sucking a clit and feeling a horny woman cum with my tongue inside her, feeling her spasm, hearing her moan, her smell, everything. But I also love men - their cocks, balls and especially their lovely, firm asses. I love stroking them, feeling their rosebud, licking, and sucking their cocks, making them cum inside me...how about you, Billy? Ever let a man touch you? You like shemale porn - you fantasize about sucking one of those lovely cocks?" Billy was getting close so I moved back a bit and peeled off his pants. White Jockey shorts holding a large, cut cock, hard and wet. Yummy! I couldn't help myself, I peeled those off as well and he sprang right up. I knelt down, took the head in my mouth - delicious, then moved back up and kissed him so he could taste himself. "Tell me Billy, you like the taste of your own cock?" He was ravenous by now, poor thing. It had been a very long time since he'd had any, and very unlikely he'd ever had anyone like me of course. "Oh Lucy, I...yes, I love the taste. I, yes, I've fooled around a little back in school, but not since then. I, I'm not gay..." There it was again! A sure sign of repression. "No, of course not my lover. Come with me." I was still fully dressed and this hunk was naked - a real power trip. Some try to use their hands in this situation to cover up their vital parts, especially women, but Billy was proud and when I stood up, he did as well, jutting straight out for about seven inches, a thick, hard, cut cock, with nice large balls hanging below. Interesting, though Billy had a moderate amount of hair on his body, his entire crotch was shaved, front and back. Why would a single man of his years bother? I walked, swinging my hips, to my chaise lounge on the other side of the room. I took the opportunity to freshen our drinks. I allowed Billy a couple of sips then took the glass from him and set it down on the nearby table. "On your knees, Billy. Now." I was confident of the situation now, my plan could be accelerated - the admission of gay sex as a schoolboy (at least) and his shaved crotch area were good signs allowing me to progress more quickly. I turned away from him. "Lick my legs where my skirt ends, but don't rip my pantyhose. Massage as well. Don't go beyond my skirt." Billy jumped to it, his tongue rasping against my thighs. I let him do both legs then turned around. "On all fours, Billy." He compiled immediately. That ass was, I had to admit it, wonderful - firm, round and, especially for his age, sexy as hell. I ran my hands over it, massaging the globes, and ran my thumbs down his crack. He whimpered nicely so I ran my fingers over his hole as well and he squealed and squeaked like a schoolgirl. My willpower was fading somewhat and I got down with him to suck on his balls while molesting his ass. Ah, haven't done this in ages, heaven! But I quickly remember my plan and stand back up, my back to Billy and removed my skirt. "Lick my crack, Billy. Through the hose." He's mine now, so he dives in without hesitation. Yummy but too far, I need to work up slower than this. I push him back and slowly turn around, sitting on the edge of the chaise lounge and laying back. I unbutton my top and take it off, leaving my red bra on, spread my legs and sigh. I'm hard and dripping myself now, the dark hose not able to hide my arousal. "So Billy, I'm not gay either. Do you want to leave or do you want to lick my legs?" I'm sure that Billy suspected that I wasn't your garden-variety girl, but it always pays to have them naked and panting when revealing your own cock to men. His eyes opened wide and he looked like a fish with his mouth open, but soon got it together and shuffled over on his knees to start on my calves. I thought about taking off my shoes to have him do my feet and toes, but it would be much nicer when I take off the hose later. Billy was superb - mostly, I think, his lack of sexual contact with anyone else for ages. He seemed to like taking orders which was helpful but I never took him for a brute - always polite to everyone. Just about everyone is somewhat submissive and somewhat dominant, it just depends on the situation I think. I was feeling very dominant and having this hunk slobber over my lovely legs, working his way up, was just what I needed. Now to take it a bit further... "Now Billy, I know you're not gay of course, and neither am I, but you really want to lick my balls through this sheer hose, don't you? To smell my sweaty, meaty balls, full of cum, then lick them, get them soaking wet...don't you, my dear? To suck each one in your mouth?" I was getting off on this now, Billy rasping against my inner thighs, my big sweaty man under my control. "Yes." "Yes what? Tell me what you want, Billy." "I..I want to, to lick, to suck your balls...Mistress." Ah, I liked that! His porn habits put to good use. "Of course you do. Get to it then, Billy." He moved up and stuck his face in between my spread legs. It was nice but the hose was in the way. Well, best to make use of the thin covering before getting rid of it. "Come up here and kiss me now, Billy. That's it, lay on top of me I won't break." He eagerly made his way up and I spread my legs wide and wrapped them around him. "Hmm, that's it baby," I breathed into his mouth. "Feel our cocks together. Do you like that? Slow down, yes, slow circles, like this. Oh, glorious. No, stop completely now, yes, hold still. I don't want our fun to end too soon. I know you must have a short trigger, it's been so long, hasn't it? Just relax and kiss me." We kissed and I stopped him raping my mouth - slow and sensual. I wanted him to be a complete wreck before he had any release. It was in the plan after all! But it was so nice, being pressed down beneath this large hunk, my legs wrapped around him, our cocks slipping together with the thin silky hose between us. Still, must move forward... I unwrapped my legs from him and pushed him back a little. He got the hint and pushed himself up to allow me to reach the table. There was a bottle of clear liquid with a handy pump dispenser and I squirted a few pumps into my hand, then a few more so it was dripping off me, then quickly transferred it to my crotch. I briefly wondered if it would wash out of my new hose, but pulled him back down. The silicone-based lube was perfect and allowed us to slip and slide against each other. I reached back with my wet hand and gave his ass a rub. Oh, Billy, what fun we have in store! "Isn't that better, my love? All squishy and wet now." I gasped as he started moving in circles against me again. "Mmm, yes, slowly, just like that." I licked his ear. "I love your cock against my cock, Billy, all wet and greasy, and I really love feeling your ass. Is this nice? Talk to me, my manly lover." "Ah, oh, I'm so close, please...oooh, let me come now, please..." Billy clearly needed calming down. No use having him incoherent at this stage. I pushed him off me and he slid back down to his knees. I took off my sopping wet pantyhose, giving him a bit of show taking them off, after taking off my heels first. I kept my bra on of course - a girl has to have something upstairs after all. Otherwise, Billy would think it's just gay, wouldn't he? I handed him his drink and we sipped, but his erection didn't seem to suffer. A shame, I needed him relaxed at this stage. I freshened our drinks again (and I admit that I was becoming a bit tipsy by now) and came back with a glass of ice. I took a few cubes and rubbed them up and down his cock. Amazingly it took quite a while to go down, and only after I applied them to his balls. Poor Billy, I hoped they helped those big testicles, I'm sure that they were boiling by now. I put the ice and my drink down and knelt in front of Billy. "Poor Billy, so frustrated. You need to learn to relax, my love, all good things come to those who wait. I know you want to throw me down and fuck my brains out, and though that sounds delicious to me, it's not part of the plan. Maybe next time. Does it feel nice when I rub your nipples? That's not gay, is it? Like this? Let me give them a bit of oral attention..." I gently bit and sucked on his nipples. His cock responded quickly. "Has anyone done this to you before Billy? I bet not. It's even better without this chest hair. I love how your crotch and ass are shaven, Billy, you need to do the rest of your body. We can roll around together in oil and get all greasy together, no body hair in the way...doesn't that sound like fun?" I loved how Billy was so passive. Was he always like this, I wondered? I might want to taunt him a little to see how he reacts, but not quite yet. "Enough of that for now, dear. Now up on the lounge, on your front, that's it." He was a sight - large man, naked, smooth ass, knees on the floor and chest on the chaise lounge, arms over his head. He looked like he was ready for to be flogged. Ah, not my thing at all, but perhaps it was something that Billy might enjoy - it could always be arranged. I took a few pumps of lube in my hand and spread it on his ass, then used both hands to cover all of it. I admired it once again - firm, muscular, almost no sagging, and ever so smooth. I found myself getting into it, willing myself to stick to the plan and not simply rape him, though it took a lot of willpower. "You're relaxed now, Billy, so talk to me. Do you like this?" "Yes." "Come on, Billy, let's hear more. Why? What's it like? Has anyone done this to you before?" "It's wonderful, so sexy. I...I never knew that, well, that I was so sensitive there. Oh! Oh, yes, right there." "You like it when I run my fingers over your hole, don't you, Billy? I love pushing into your crack, my greasy fingers running up and down, then over your hole. Would you like me to push in, like this?" "Oh! Y-yes, please." "Please what, Billy?" "Please push your finger in. Into...into me." "Tell me what you want or I'll stop now, Billy." "Please push your fingers into my ass. Please, fuck me with your fingers, fuck my ass, oh, yes, like that, fuck me..." My willpower was fading quickly. I took my fingers out of his tight ass and rubbed my cock up and down his crack, and teased his hole. "Do you like this, Billy? Do you want me to fuck you in the ass? Do you want me to push my cock into you, my lover?" I pushed in an inch or so to stretch him and pulled back out. So tight... "Yes! Fuck me, please! I do!" I went back to squeezing his wet cheeks and teasing his hole again. "Billy, you know what? I have to tell you, it's not gay, it's totally homosexual. My cock in your ass is completely gay. We're two men and I'm fucking your ass with my fingers, and I had my cock in there. Tell me, what does that make you?" "I...just please fuck me!" "No. Oh, I love your balls, they hang so low, they're so full. Do you like it when I pull them down? Maybe we'll get you a ring to hold them like this. Now I'm going to get dressed and you can walk out of here Billy unless you talk to me. What are you?" "No! Please. Mistress...I, I'm..." I squeeze his balls - they're so meaty and smooth, I lean down and lick them. I need to move forward if I'm to ever finish this plan. I pull away, stand up and flip Billy over onto his back (with his assistance of course, he's a large hunk of man meat after all). I move forward, my cock like a flagpole. I hold it straight up and push in so my balls are in his face. "You're a fag, Billy. A sissy. Open wide and lick - suck my balls. You want to, don't you, fag? You want to suck another man's sweaty balls. Like yours, mine are smooth, hot and wet, you want to lick and suck them, don't you, Billy? You want a man to take charge, to tell you what to do. You really want my cock in your mouth, you're a born cocksucker, with those gorgeous lips, and of course you've already begged me to fuck your tight ass. Now open wide, Billy." Is this where he snaps and walks away? Or gets violent? Maybe I've been lucky but it hasn't happened to me. More common for men like Billy to start crying and I have to mother them over their shocked realization of their sexuality. Snore...seriously? It's all just sex, but the psychotorment definitely gets me off. Perfectly to plan, Billy sticks his tongue out and licks. I moan theatrically to encourage him and get him going. I take the opportunity to teabag him, covering his face with my sweaty sack - nothing like a teabag to remind a man of the man he's pleasuring, the scent, musky and earthy, the smell of cum and sweat. Then I pull back and let him suck each ball in turn. Billy's gentle and careful with his teeth. "Oh Billy, yes, you're wonderful. Suck my balls, oh yes, just like that. Now move back." I hold everything up to allow him access to my ass. He hesitates briefly then licks right over my winking hole. I push against him and he pushes inside. He seems to like what he's doing after the first few pokes and gets into it, licking and slurping like a pro. Ah, he won't have any trouble getting and keeping intimate company, that's for sure. Just needs some introductions to the right networks. Post-plan stuff. I pull back. "You're so good at licking my ass, getting your tongue right up inside me, Billy. Did you taste the lube? Bet you want to stick your hard cock there, don't you, big boy? Let's see what you can do with your mouth instead." I slap his cheeks with my cock then rub the head against his lips. He licks the head like a lollipop, all around, then sucks it into his mouth. I let him explore it for a minute or so then gently, slowly push in and out, seeing how much he can take. Not much but he'll get better with practice. I pull out with an audible pop. "So - enjoy that? You like sucking cock, Billy?" "Yes, yes Mistress, come in my mouth, all over my face, fuck me." "Ha! So eager. Come to bed." I was tired of the chaise lounge and led him to my bedroom. My King-size bed was tidily made as part of the plan of course. I guided him to lay down on his side and lay next to him. I wrapped my leg around him so we were touching our full lengths and bit his bottom lip. "What next for you, Billy. I have an idea..." I pushed him onto his back and had him pull his legs up. I had brought the lube with me and slathered my cock with it and went to work on his ass, starting with a finger and ending up with three, stretching him out. He enjoyed it and didn't seem to have much of a pain issue which was encouraging. I'm not huge but virgin asses sometimes object to large objects for some reason. "See Billy, I love this position so I can look you in the eyes as I fuck you. We can also kiss. Keep those feet up near my ears and you'll be fine. More or less." I teased him at his entrance with my cock again. He was a quick learner. "Please, push it in, Mistress. Yes, I'm a pansy, a sissy fag, a homo, I want your cock in my ass. Oh, please, push it in, fuck me, yes, fuck my ass, yes..." "No my love, you're my lover now. Accept it." I pushed in quickly, about half my length. He squealed and squeaked but didn't scream. I pulled out completely then pushed back in again, finally holding halfway in to let him get used to it. He was damn tight but he didn't clamp down like most virgins. I'd bet he had toys in there, I'd find out later. I bit his ear, kissed him and started a slow rhythm. I decided to time this phase - 30 minutes for a virgin seemed about right to me. I can last however long is necessary these days, a useful skill, and I varied the force and technique, moving from slow circular thrusts to very slow teasing pumps to massively deep, hard fucks, with a pause between each stroke, letting him feel me hit his prostate. I made sure he didn't come however; when he got too close I pinched his nipples very hard indeed or slapped his ass hard. Finally I let myself go as it was nearing the 30 minute mark, fast and deep, then short strokes until I came deep inside his rosy ass with a loud shout and grunt and an "Oh, Billy!!". Everyone loves to hear their name during the throes of passion. A quick breather then to see to his poor inflamed cock. This is what a real blow job is like, my man. It's about cock worship - I loved his cock and showed him. Little licks all over, then around the head, especially the underside with my tongue. Very sloppy, loads of drool required. Then, looking him in the eyes, pushed down all the way to the root then back up, swallowing it all. He was too passive to fuck my face so I backed off and stroked the shaft while pumping my head up and down. The whole thing took barely ten minutes until he was screaming and blasting my mouth with everything he had. Yum! I kept most of the load in my mouth and let him finish then catch his breath as I licked him clean. I moved up and pushed his cum into his mouth as we snowballed, a wet passionate kiss, exhausted and sweaty. I curled up into his strong arms. What a sweetheart - I'd need to be careful that the big bad boys didn't take advantage of him. I knew just the thing - my friends Dee and Clair would take good care of Billy and make sure he met the right sort of playmates, male, female and everything in between. And best of all, they would owe me massively, and I'd definitely get them both in bed with me for a week if I can manage it. Just the thought was making me hard again, but I had to finish the plan. "So Billy, you OK? Any regrets? I loved sucking your cock, fucking your ass, and teasing you. You OK with all this? Hope you're not too sore, take a long hot bath when you get home. And don't forget to shave everywhere. I have friends who'd love to meet you when you're ready, my dear." "Lucy, it was wonderful. Honestly, this was the best sex I've ever had. I loved my wife dearly but it was very, what's the word, vanilla. This was perfect. I'm yours if you want me." I was ready for that, all virgins wanted undying love and commitment, age wasn't a factor. "Oh Billy, that's so sweet. You need to live a little, my bestest buddies Dee and Clair will help you navigate the scene. You and I aren't ready for commitment, there's so much else to explore. You'll thank me for that, for not keeping you all to myself. It's only fair to share the spoils, don't you think? And just wait until Dee has you on your knees, you'll think you've died and gone to heaven. And don't underestimate Clair, she'll have to howling at the moon all night." Billy, now washed and dressed, kissed me goodbye and was closing the door. Yes, plan complete! Onto something new. I had heard about a voluptuous woman out in a village not too far from here that everyone calls Mommy. It's been awhile, might be fun to see what she's up to... *** Thank you for reading and please leave a review! Lyon xxx