In the previous chapter:
1.Her Confessions
(names, occupations, and other possible personal data have been modified to protect the identity of those involved, starting with myself)There had been three weeks since I had screwed Lola and my feeling of guilt was only growing. Especially because Tony and she still hadn't worked things out in bed and she, who was living with her parents again, had come to find comfort between my arms (and legs) more than once. And seeing them like that and Tony considering me a friend still because he didn't know anything was breaking my head. I had to talk to him. Although she wouldn't want to.
And it was a Saturday night when I received a message from Tony. We have to talk. Seriously. Come over to my place. I thought Lola had confessed and that she wanted me dead. So I headed to his place nervously.
I went up to his flat and waited. If I was nervous, Tony wasn't anything. He dragged me into his house and took me straight to his bedroom. It seemed like we were alone in the house. Neither his parents nor Lola were there. Well, it would be a murder with no witnesses.
Tony...
No, listen. I have something to tell you. Something that can ruin our friendship... but I can't keep going on like this...
But what...
Wait here, please.
He got up and went into the bathroom. I sat down on his bed. He could come out with a hockey mask and a chainsaw. Well, I'd have to wait and see what he had to tell me.
And the bathroom door opened and I didn't believe what I saw.
A beautiful girl with long chestnut hair, wearing a black one-piece dress that covered her from her breasts to her knee without covering it all. She was in dark shoes. One of those beautiful girls you usually find dancing at the disco and don't know how to approach them.
What do you think?
And despite the feminine tone in her voice, I realized. It wasn't a girl standing in front of me. She was...
Tony!
Isabel, please, she said to him. Well, her. What do you think?
She was clearly nervous. She intertwined her hands waiting for my response. And at my silence seemed about to... cry. I didn't know what to say very well, since I didn't understand what was happening, so I asked her.
T-Isabel, can you explain what I missed?
In an effort to hold back tears, she spoke.
It's been a while... well, I started trying on girl clothes... just a shirt and short pants... it was Lola's, of course... and I liked it... little by little I tried more and more and... damn, I feel very comfortable like this...
Now she had a couple of tears falling from her cheeks, but I was afraid to say it... because of the rejection and... I had to tell you because... you're my best... friend and... I needed to be able to express myself as I really feel...
I caught her between my arms before she collapsed from crying. We fell onto the bed and let her cry on my body. I couldn't believe it. My best friend loved dressing up like a girl... and even considered herself one. I had to be delicate. I couldn't hurt her. She needed my support.
Are you better?, I asked.
Yes... thank you. You're a great friend, she said. That bothered me but it wasn't the time to talk about that. She sat up and wiped away her tears. I pulled out a handkerchief and blew my nose.
Always friends, Isabel, I said, trying to emphasize that I would call her by her preferred name. I hope you know.
I'm glad, she added with a smile. She sat up again. And well... what do you think?, she said, turning around so I could see her well.
... Really pretty, I had to say, and I think I turned red when I said it. And she did too.
I was hoping to ask you for a favor. Look, I would never dare go out like this on the street, but today being with you... I'd like to encourage myself. Just going out for a drink, nothing more. Please.
Ten minutes later we were on our way to a bar in the area. We didn't frequent it, and she felt more comfortable that way. I saw her happy walking beside me. She had put on some shoes with very little heel, and as we walked she seemed to feel better about herself. He said in a serious tone. 'I really love her... And it would hurt me if she rejected me for this'. Unconsciously, I passed an arm over her shoulders to comfort her. That complicated things. I still loved her, and therefore my being there was still an unforgivable betrayal. But it wasn't the night to talk about that. It was the night out with my friend. We ordered at the bar and suddenly I alarmed. A girl named Claudia was around. She had tried to have something with me but I had rejected her. She was good-looking but her disgusting attitude made me not want to touch her even with a stick. 'Do you want to dance?', Isa asked me suddenly, without knowing what was going on in my mind. 'Uh? No thanks. You know I don't dance', I whispered in her ear. 'Are you okay?' 'That's what I want to know', she replied and after giving me a smile, she headed to the dance floor. I distracted myself for a while by looking at Twitter until the coverage died out and I went back to paying attention to the atmosphere. I looked at the dance floor, and there was Isa. Dancing sensually alongside other girls, some of whom were covering themselves to avoid the perverts... moving their hips, their body... it was hypnotic. 'Hoooooooola', a voice that didn't cost me to recognize greeted. 'Hello, Claudia', I said without enthusiasm. She was surrounded by a group of idiots.It's a shame you didn't do itI thought. 'When I've seen you here. How lonely are you, aren't you?' 'You see what a shame', I said. 'Hey, you know we have an outstanding account, don't you?', JB told me with breath on my neck. 'You have a certain fame... And you know mine...' 'What's going on here?' Isa had returned and was looking at us. She seemed serene. She was smiling, but something hid her smile. She knew what was happening. 'Nothing, girl. Why don't you take some fresh air?', Claudia said defiantly. 'Better you go', DearHe smiled, Isa didn't flinch. 'He already has company today'. 'You? Of course, that's why you were over there on the dance floor'. 'It doesn't matter to him'. 'It doesn't matter to me', I said. 'And I'm going and I believe it. Do you think I'm stupid?' 'If we weren't together...', Isa started, 'do you think he would do this?' And suddenly I found myself surrounded by her arms. The warmth of her lips touched mine. I tried to contain the surprise. Not just because she had kissed me (I realized her intentions when she started her sentence) but also because she kissed very well. I was really enjoying it.It's TonyIt reminded me of myself, but that didn't mean anything at that moment. I was Isa. I didn't realize I was stroking her hair. I noticed her hands on my waist. And it really bothered me that she separated her lips from mine. Yet I still restrained myself.
She's gone, she said with a smile. I realized you were getting annoyed. I hope this hasn't bothered you..., she added, clearly fearing she had overstepped.
Not at all, I said, trying to downplay it.
We can leave now. I've had a wonderful time, Isa said.
We paid and went back. Normally we would separate when leaving, but that night I decided to accompany her. We didn't talk about anything. We simply walked. It was a slightly tense silence. I really loved her kiss. And although I knew it wasHeI was getting worked up over her. 'Are you coming up?', she asked. 'It's early. We can have a...' FifaShe told me. It was confirmed that she was still the same person I had known. Nothing had changed. Only an infinitesimally small detail that didn't matter to me.It doesn't matter to you. She is VERY pretty. You like how she kissesDamnation. Was I seeing her as fast as a girl? Really? I realized the answer was yes when I noticed she was looking at his ass as we went up the stairs. I wondered if something would happen if I touched it.What will give you a wafer, idiots. Take control.He criticized me. We entered her house. Not a sound. We were alone. We went to the living room. She offered me to sit on the sofa while she prepared the console. I turned away, she had bent down and her ass was making it much more attractive to me. Damn, I was having a bad time. It would be best to leave. I think I'm going home. It's been a great night, Isa. Pe-pero... why? I'm tired, lied, not very well. You could stay then No... Why? It's not the first time you've stayed... And I don't feel like sleeping alone I looked at her eyes. I couldn't stay without going crazy. She was pretty. But that would be rare.And if you leave, you'll realize, idiot. StayOkay... 'Thanks', she smiled saying that word. We went to her bedroom. How not? She had a double bed. I thought about the number of times she must have slept there with Lola (like I had, I remembered). I wondered what was right. Maybe just lying down on the mattress.
'Are you not going to get comfortable? Do you feel that cold?' she asked when she saw me in my shirt and pants lying on the bed, stiff as a candle.
'A little...' lie.
'You'll be more comfortable if you get into bed. Like we haven't slept already like this', she said softly.
I turned around and undressed. Only my shirt and pants. At least I had put on decent boxers. I got into bed and looked at Isa. The mother who gave birth to her.
She was taking off her dress. She was wearing women's lingerie! And sexy! From behind, with that silky hair... she took off her bra from behind me and put on a transparent camisole. And got into bed with the greatest naturalness.
'Goodnight'
'Goodnight'
I closed my eyes. I felt her moving a little. Good, she was adjusting herself. I would do the same when she fell asleep, because tonight I thought I wouldn't be able to fall asleep. I felt her staying still.
I turned my head to look at her. And she wasn't sleeping, but with her eyes wide open and a smile while looking at me.
'You're very handsome'
'Gra-gracias'
'Can I ask you something?'
'What?'
'Can I... domrbazsdti...?'
Or I had earwax in my ear or I didn't understand what she was saying.
'Disculpa?'
Her response passed by her getting closer to me. She put her head on my shoulder. Put an arm over my torso and a leg over mine. I tensed up a bit. But her scent... undoubtedly knew how to be a woman. Women's perfume... women's deodorant... general feminine smells.
'Isa, this is improper...'
'Never will I have another opportunity like this to sleep with a man. Please. Don't ask me anything else' If I don't need it. I remained silent. I started to caress her hair. Damn. I couldn't think clearly, and that's because I didn't have alcohol in my body. Well, I had taken a gin-tonic but that wasn't enough to make me lose my mind. Instead, here I was. Remembering that I had gone to visit a friend... but at that moment I saw myself in bed with a girl.
I hope you liked the kiss, she whispered suddenly.
... Very much. You kiss very well.
Thanks.
Another long uncomfortable silence. If I made the slightest movement, I would lose control. And I don't know if she read my mind, but her hand moved very smoothly over my torso.
To hell
I grabbed Isa by the waist and made her climb on top of me. It seemed like she didn't understand what was happening until my lips entered hers. My hands caressed her hips. I hoped it would stop at any moment. She would get up, leave, slap me for being inappropriate. What I didn't expect was that she would respond to the kiss. Before the surprise, I hadn't noticed, but her lips tasted like cherry.
I looked at her, and she was smiling. Her eyes sparkled. Madness. Why wasn't she stopping? Was this what I was looking for? Her lips pressing mine again confirmed it. Maybe if I kept going, it would all end. I lowered my hands to her ass. Her delicious firm bum. Above the fabric of her panties, I liked it, but below was even better.
Do you know what's best about this? When the preliminaries are over, she said with a smile.
Preliminaries?
I want to feel like a woman. A woman who loves men. Men like you.
I felt her getting off me. I trembled when she put her hands on my boxer briefs. What the hell? She slid the fabric smoothly until it came off, freeing my cock. She was looking at me with desire. She licked her lips. I had to stop her. Our friendship hung by a thread, and if I did something...
Like starting to give blowjobs around the penis. While caressing my balls. It was rising along the length of me, until it looked at me in the eye when it reached the tip. Its kiss turned into a real suck job. It swallowed my tail with some difficulty. And yet, it had a certain skill. I wondered if it had tried it before. What pleasure, damn it. I wanted to stop her, that wasn't right. And instead she was caressing my head while sucking me off. That precious thing giving me oral sex didn't happen often. And I came. Directly into her mouth. And on her face. Sorry... I managed to say. It's okay, it responded. I saw it picking up its mobile phone and... I couldn't believe it. It was taking a selfie of us.selfiewith my lips over my penis, showing her tongue and face stained with my semen.
Why do you do that?, I asked.
Because I love it, she replied after wiping herself clean. She got back into bed and sucked on my lips for several minutes.
Is it like... you'd already..., I didn't dare to say it.
No, not someone, but something, she responded. She pulled out a box from under the bed and took out something. A rubber dildo, one of those that imitate the shape of the penis. I've practiced with this.
Fuck...
And I was dying to try with a real one. Although it's been difficult, she said, putting her toy next to my cock. You have a bigger one.
Well... I'm glad I could help... this won't leave here...
I don't know why I said that. Isa thought it was a sign to keep going. She turned around and discreetly lowered her panties. Her delicious ass was trembling, making me water.
Come on... we can't stay without trying this, she told me. Make me come. Give me pleasure. You're mine.
Are you sure about this?
I would never dare do it with anyone else
Feminine, feminine, feminine. Not a single rebellious hair on her legs, which ended in her clean ass. Even with her panties covering her slightly, I was marveling at her. She had it hard because of me. And since it was my fault, I would pay the price, of course. I caressed her smooth buttocks and put my cock between them.
I rubbed against her eagerly. My desire was growing, but not as much as Isa's, who was moaning like a porn actress. I wanted to put on a condom, but she seemed to dislike the idea. I want to feel you directly inside, she said. I started dilating her anus very smoothly. I left a little saliva in her hole and continued preparing her.
I'm ready... put it in already..., she begged.
I put my glans over her anus. It was time. I pushed gently, and my head was inside her. She protested. I pulled out. I tried again. I slid a bit of my penis into her ass. It wasn't bad. But she seemed uncomfortable. I asked but wanted to keep going. But when I was completely inside her she wanted to stop.
Does it hurt?
A little... you're very well-endowed...
Thanks... nothing's wrong... let's leave it here and...
Not a chance...
She rolled onto her back, lifted her legs, and waited for me. I still had my underwear stuck on my legs, covering...
I pulled the garment. She froze. Without my underwear, I could see his penis. She was totally excited. But now she seemed to be afraid. Something that passed when I lay on top of her (our cocks rubbing against each other) and kissed her again.
Don't worry. You still look like a beautiful girl who I love.IsaI whispered his name in her ear. Do you want me to keep going through the night? She nodded repeatedly. I smiled, with my eyes shining brightly. This time, I noticed her ass was even more relaxed. It seemed even more precious when she faced me. My penis slid easily into her ass. She moaned with pleasure. This time, she was being much better. I lifted her body gently and continued to fuck her eagerly. She put her hands on my wrists softly. She looked at me imploringly. She wanted more. I bent over her and we merged in a kiss as I felt her penis rubbing against our bodies. She moaned between thrusts. I was going to come soon and warned her. Don't hold back... give me everything you've got I stood up and held her hips eagerly while continuing to penetrate her. I accelerated the pace. I was about to come. I controlled myself as much as I could until I exploded in my orgasm. And as my semen dripped down her ass, I saw it. Her own erection spurted a stream of semen that soaked her entire body. Impressed, I pulled my penis out of her. I hadn't finished ejaculating, so I stained her testicles and tail with my own sperm. Make me a picture like this, she asked, smiling happily. She went to take a shower and then returned to the bed with me. Naked. I was still looking at her beautifully. She lay down beside me and we kissed for a long time before deciding it was time to sleep. Do you want to be my boyfriend? What do you mean? You're dating Lola... Tonycomes with Lola. I, Isa, am single and you really like me. And despite still having to confess my adventure with Lola, and that seemed crazy to me, I found myself lying down embracing that special friend of mine.Sara, transgender girlfriend (Continuing)
Self-experimentingNoneFantasy: role reversal with my girlfriendNoneI received help from my special friendNoneThreesome with friend's partnerNoneMassage with a happier ending than happyNoneAt the orders of my transgender friendNoneDust with my ex... and my girlfriendNoneDress for my transsexual girlfriendNoneAddicted to transsexual cock,nBisexual Quartet (or similar)NoneWeekend with friends (I)NoneWeekend with friends (II)NoneHelping out a friend
My daughter's friend (Continuing)
My daughter's friend declared herselfNoneThe Choice of My Daughter's FriendNoneForbidden TrioNoneTaboo Reconciliation
Holidays with my cousins(Finished)
Chapter 1NoneChapter 2ComaChapter 3NoneChapter 4NoneChapter 5NoneChapter 6NoneChapter 7NoneChapter 8NoneChapter 9ComaChapter 10ComaChapter 11NoneChapter 12NoneChapter 13NoneChapter 14NoneChapter 15, Chapter 16NoneChapter 17NoneChapter 18.
(names, occupations, and other possible personal data have been modified to protect the identity of those involved, starting with myself)There had been three weeks since I had screwed Lola and my feeling of guilt was only growing. Especially because Tony and she still hadn't worked things out in bed and she, who was living with her parents again, had come to find comfort between my arms (and legs) more than once. And seeing them like that and Tony considering me a friend still because he didn't know anything was breaking my head. I had to talk to him. Although she wouldn't want to.
And it was a Saturday night when I received a message from Tony. We have to talk. Seriously. Come over to my place. I thought Lola had confessed and that she wanted me dead. So I headed to his place nervously.
I went up to his flat and waited. If I was nervous, Tony wasn't anything. He dragged me into his house and took me straight to his bedroom. It seemed like we were alone in the house. Neither his parents nor Lola were there. Well, it would be a murder with no witnesses.
Tony...
No, listen. I have something to tell you. Something that can ruin our friendship... but I can't keep going on like this...
But what...
Wait here, please.
He got up and went into the bathroom. I sat down on his bed. He could come out with a hockey mask and a chainsaw. Well, I'd have to wait and see what he had to tell me.
And the bathroom door opened and I didn't believe what I saw.
A beautiful girl with long chestnut hair, wearing a black one-piece dress that covered her from her breasts to her knee without covering it all. She was in dark shoes. One of those beautiful girls you usually find dancing at the disco and don't know how to approach them.
What do you think?
And despite the feminine tone in her voice, I realized. It wasn't a girl standing in front of me. She was...
Tony!
Isabel, please, she said to him. Well, her. What do you think?
She was clearly nervous. She intertwined her hands waiting for my response. And at my silence seemed about to... cry. I didn't know what to say very well, since I didn't understand what was happening, so I asked her.
T-Isabel, can you explain what I missed?
In an effort to hold back tears, she spoke.
It's been a while... well, I started trying on girl clothes... just a shirt and short pants... it was Lola's, of course... and I liked it... little by little I tried more and more and... damn, I feel very comfortable like this...
Now she had a couple of tears falling from her cheeks, but I was afraid to say it... because of the rejection and... I had to tell you because... you're my best... friend and... I needed to be able to express myself as I really feel...
I caught her between my arms before she collapsed from crying. We fell onto the bed and let her cry on my body. I couldn't believe it. My best friend loved dressing up like a girl... and even considered herself one. I had to be delicate. I couldn't hurt her. She needed my support.
Are you better?, I asked.
Yes... thank you. You're a great friend, she said. That bothered me but it wasn't the time to talk about that. She sat up and wiped away her tears. I pulled out a handkerchief and blew my nose.
Always friends, Isabel, I said, trying to emphasize that I would call her by her preferred name. I hope you know.
I'm glad, she added with a smile. She sat up again. And well... what do you think?, she said, turning around so I could see her well.
... Really pretty, I had to say, and I think I turned red when I said it. And she did too.
I was hoping to ask you for a favor. Look, I would never dare go out like this on the street, but today being with you... I'd like to encourage myself. Just going out for a drink, nothing more. Please.
Ten minutes later we were on our way to a bar in the area. We didn't frequent it, and she felt more comfortable that way. I saw her happy walking beside me. She had put on some shoes with very little heel, and as we walked she seemed to feel better about herself. He said in a serious tone. 'I really love her... And it would hurt me if she rejected me for this'. Unconsciously, I passed an arm over her shoulders to comfort her. That complicated things. I still loved her, and therefore my being there was still an unforgivable betrayal. But it wasn't the night to talk about that. It was the night out with my friend. We ordered at the bar and suddenly I alarmed. A girl named Claudia was around. She had tried to have something with me but I had rejected her. She was good-looking but her disgusting attitude made me not want to touch her even with a stick. 'Do you want to dance?', Isa asked me suddenly, without knowing what was going on in my mind. 'Uh? No thanks. You know I don't dance', I whispered in her ear. 'Are you okay?' 'That's what I want to know', she replied and after giving me a smile, she headed to the dance floor. I distracted myself for a while by looking at Twitter until the coverage died out and I went back to paying attention to the atmosphere. I looked at the dance floor, and there was Isa. Dancing sensually alongside other girls, some of whom were covering themselves to avoid the perverts... moving their hips, their body... it was hypnotic. 'Hoooooooola', a voice that didn't cost me to recognize greeted. 'Hello, Claudia', I said without enthusiasm. She was surrounded by a group of idiots.It's a shame you didn't do itI thought. 'When I've seen you here. How lonely are you, aren't you?' 'You see what a shame', I said. 'Hey, you know we have an outstanding account, don't you?', JB told me with breath on my neck. 'You have a certain fame... And you know mine...' 'What's going on here?' Isa had returned and was looking at us. She seemed serene. She was smiling, but something hid her smile. She knew what was happening. 'Nothing, girl. Why don't you take some fresh air?', Claudia said defiantly. 'Better you go', DearHe smiled, Isa didn't flinch. 'He already has company today'. 'You? Of course, that's why you were over there on the dance floor'. 'It doesn't matter to him'. 'It doesn't matter to me', I said. 'And I'm going and I believe it. Do you think I'm stupid?' 'If we weren't together...', Isa started, 'do you think he would do this?' And suddenly I found myself surrounded by her arms. The warmth of her lips touched mine. I tried to contain the surprise. Not just because she had kissed me (I realized her intentions when she started her sentence) but also because she kissed very well. I was really enjoying it.It's TonyIt reminded me of myself, but that didn't mean anything at that moment. I was Isa. I didn't realize I was stroking her hair. I noticed her hands on my waist. And it really bothered me that she separated her lips from mine. Yet I still restrained myself.
She's gone, she said with a smile. I realized you were getting annoyed. I hope this hasn't bothered you..., she added, clearly fearing she had overstepped.
Not at all, I said, trying to downplay it.
We can leave now. I've had a wonderful time, Isa said.
We paid and went back. Normally we would separate when leaving, but that night I decided to accompany her. We didn't talk about anything. We simply walked. It was a slightly tense silence. I really loved her kiss. And although I knew it wasHeI was getting worked up over her. 'Are you coming up?', she asked. 'It's early. We can have a...' FifaShe told me. It was confirmed that she was still the same person I had known. Nothing had changed. Only an infinitesimally small detail that didn't matter to me.It doesn't matter to you. She is VERY pretty. You like how she kissesDamnation. Was I seeing her as fast as a girl? Really? I realized the answer was yes when I noticed she was looking at his ass as we went up the stairs. I wondered if something would happen if I touched it.What will give you a wafer, idiots. Take control.He criticized me. We entered her house. Not a sound. We were alone. We went to the living room. She offered me to sit on the sofa while she prepared the console. I turned away, she had bent down and her ass was making it much more attractive to me. Damn, I was having a bad time. It would be best to leave. I think I'm going home. It's been a great night, Isa. Pe-pero... why? I'm tired, lied, not very well. You could stay then No... Why? It's not the first time you've stayed... And I don't feel like sleeping alone I looked at her eyes. I couldn't stay without going crazy. She was pretty. But that would be rare.And if you leave, you'll realize, idiot. StayOkay... 'Thanks', she smiled saying that word. We went to her bedroom. How not? She had a double bed. I thought about the number of times she must have slept there with Lola (like I had, I remembered). I wondered what was right. Maybe just lying down on the mattress.
'Are you not going to get comfortable? Do you feel that cold?' she asked when she saw me in my shirt and pants lying on the bed, stiff as a candle.
'A little...' lie.
'You'll be more comfortable if you get into bed. Like we haven't slept already like this', she said softly.
I turned around and undressed. Only my shirt and pants. At least I had put on decent boxers. I got into bed and looked at Isa. The mother who gave birth to her.
She was taking off her dress. She was wearing women's lingerie! And sexy! From behind, with that silky hair... she took off her bra from behind me and put on a transparent camisole. And got into bed with the greatest naturalness.
'Goodnight'
'Goodnight'
I closed my eyes. I felt her moving a little. Good, she was adjusting herself. I would do the same when she fell asleep, because tonight I thought I wouldn't be able to fall asleep. I felt her staying still.
I turned my head to look at her. And she wasn't sleeping, but with her eyes wide open and a smile while looking at me.
'You're very handsome'
'Gra-gracias'
'Can I ask you something?'
'What?'
'Can I... domrbazsdti...?'
Or I had earwax in my ear or I didn't understand what she was saying.
'Disculpa?'
Her response passed by her getting closer to me. She put her head on my shoulder. Put an arm over my torso and a leg over mine. I tensed up a bit. But her scent... undoubtedly knew how to be a woman. Women's perfume... women's deodorant... general feminine smells.
'Isa, this is improper...'
'Never will I have another opportunity like this to sleep with a man. Please. Don't ask me anything else' If I don't need it. I remained silent. I started to caress her hair. Damn. I couldn't think clearly, and that's because I didn't have alcohol in my body. Well, I had taken a gin-tonic but that wasn't enough to make me lose my mind. Instead, here I was. Remembering that I had gone to visit a friend... but at that moment I saw myself in bed with a girl.
I hope you liked the kiss, she whispered suddenly.
... Very much. You kiss very well.
Thanks.
Another long uncomfortable silence. If I made the slightest movement, I would lose control. And I don't know if she read my mind, but her hand moved very smoothly over my torso.
To hell
I grabbed Isa by the waist and made her climb on top of me. It seemed like she didn't understand what was happening until my lips entered hers. My hands caressed her hips. I hoped it would stop at any moment. She would get up, leave, slap me for being inappropriate. What I didn't expect was that she would respond to the kiss. Before the surprise, I hadn't noticed, but her lips tasted like cherry.
I looked at her, and she was smiling. Her eyes sparkled. Madness. Why wasn't she stopping? Was this what I was looking for? Her lips pressing mine again confirmed it. Maybe if I kept going, it would all end. I lowered my hands to her ass. Her delicious firm bum. Above the fabric of her panties, I liked it, but below was even better.
Do you know what's best about this? When the preliminaries are over, she said with a smile.
Preliminaries?
I want to feel like a woman. A woman who loves men. Men like you.
I felt her getting off me. I trembled when she put her hands on my boxer briefs. What the hell? She slid the fabric smoothly until it came off, freeing my cock. She was looking at me with desire. She licked her lips. I had to stop her. Our friendship hung by a thread, and if I did something...
Like starting to give blowjobs around the penis. While caressing my balls. It was rising along the length of me, until it looked at me in the eye when it reached the tip. Its kiss turned into a real suck job. It swallowed my tail with some difficulty. And yet, it had a certain skill. I wondered if it had tried it before. What pleasure, damn it. I wanted to stop her, that wasn't right. And instead she was caressing my head while sucking me off. That precious thing giving me oral sex didn't happen often. And I came. Directly into her mouth. And on her face. Sorry... I managed to say. It's okay, it responded. I saw it picking up its mobile phone and... I couldn't believe it. It was taking a selfie of us.selfiewith my lips over my penis, showing her tongue and face stained with my semen.
Why do you do that?, I asked.
Because I love it, she replied after wiping herself clean. She got back into bed and sucked on my lips for several minutes.
Is it like... you'd already..., I didn't dare to say it.
No, not someone, but something, she responded. She pulled out a box from under the bed and took out something. A rubber dildo, one of those that imitate the shape of the penis. I've practiced with this.
Fuck...
And I was dying to try with a real one. Although it's been difficult, she said, putting her toy next to my cock. You have a bigger one.
Well... I'm glad I could help... this won't leave here...
I don't know why I said that. Isa thought it was a sign to keep going. She turned around and discreetly lowered her panties. Her delicious ass was trembling, making me water.
Come on... we can't stay without trying this, she told me. Make me come. Give me pleasure. You're mine.
Are you sure about this?
I would never dare do it with anyone else
Feminine, feminine, feminine. Not a single rebellious hair on her legs, which ended in her clean ass. Even with her panties covering her slightly, I was marveling at her. She had it hard because of me. And since it was my fault, I would pay the price, of course. I caressed her smooth buttocks and put my cock between them.
I rubbed against her eagerly. My desire was growing, but not as much as Isa's, who was moaning like a porn actress. I wanted to put on a condom, but she seemed to dislike the idea. I want to feel you directly inside, she said. I started dilating her anus very smoothly. I left a little saliva in her hole and continued preparing her.
I'm ready... put it in already..., she begged.
I put my glans over her anus. It was time. I pushed gently, and my head was inside her. She protested. I pulled out. I tried again. I slid a bit of my penis into her ass. It wasn't bad. But she seemed uncomfortable. I asked but wanted to keep going. But when I was completely inside her she wanted to stop.
Does it hurt?
A little... you're very well-endowed...
Thanks... nothing's wrong... let's leave it here and...
Not a chance...
She rolled onto her back, lifted her legs, and waited for me. I still had my underwear stuck on my legs, covering...
I pulled the garment. She froze. Without my underwear, I could see his penis. She was totally excited. But now she seemed to be afraid. Something that passed when I lay on top of her (our cocks rubbing against each other) and kissed her again.
Don't worry. You still look like a beautiful girl who I love.IsaI whispered his name in her ear. Do you want me to keep going through the night? She nodded repeatedly. I smiled, with my eyes shining brightly. This time, I noticed her ass was even more relaxed. It seemed even more precious when she faced me. My penis slid easily into her ass. She moaned with pleasure. This time, she was being much better. I lifted her body gently and continued to fuck her eagerly. She put her hands on my wrists softly. She looked at me imploringly. She wanted more. I bent over her and we merged in a kiss as I felt her penis rubbing against our bodies. She moaned between thrusts. I was going to come soon and warned her. Don't hold back... give me everything you've got I stood up and held her hips eagerly while continuing to penetrate her. I accelerated the pace. I was about to come. I controlled myself as much as I could until I exploded in my orgasm. And as my semen dripped down her ass, I saw it. Her own erection spurted a stream of semen that soaked her entire body. Impressed, I pulled my penis out of her. I hadn't finished ejaculating, so I stained her testicles and tail with my own sperm. Make me a picture like this, she asked, smiling happily. She went to take a shower and then returned to the bed with me. Naked. I was still looking at her beautifully. She lay down beside me and we kissed for a long time before deciding it was time to sleep. Do you want to be my boyfriend? What do you mean? You're dating Lola... Tonycomes with Lola. I, Isa, am single and you really like me. And despite still having to confess my adventure with Lola, and that seemed crazy to me, I found myself lying down embracing that special friend of mine.Sara, transgender girlfriend (Continuing)
Self-experimentingNoneFantasy: role reversal with my girlfriendNoneI received help from my special friendNoneThreesome with friend's partnerNoneMassage with a happier ending than happyNoneAt the orders of my transgender friendNoneDust with my ex... and my girlfriendNoneDress for my transsexual girlfriendNoneAddicted to transsexual cock,nBisexual Quartet (or similar)NoneWeekend with friends (I)NoneWeekend with friends (II)NoneHelping out a friend
My daughter's friend (Continuing)
My daughter's friend declared herselfNoneThe Choice of My Daughter's FriendNoneForbidden TrioNoneTaboo Reconciliation
Holidays with my cousins(Finished)
Chapter 1NoneChapter 2ComaChapter 3NoneChapter 4NoneChapter 5NoneChapter 6NoneChapter 7NoneChapter 8NoneChapter 9ComaChapter 10ComaChapter 11NoneChapter 12NoneChapter 13NoneChapter 14NoneChapter 15, Chapter 16NoneChapter 17NoneChapter 18.
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