Ten fingers move up my thighs, lightly persuading my downy peach fuzz hair to move, palms pressing with just enough pressure to plead for my legs to open, my toes curl as warm breath becomes present. A soft kiss gently touches my scrotum, as the skin retracts like a shy girl. My dick dances like a little boy waiting in line to ride a roller coaster, knowing he's next, and hearing the happy screams of the kids currently on the ride. The wet warm tongue touches my dick as it ascends to the top, moving side to side catching the heavy rain falls of pre-cum as they drop. At last the moment has come and my dick shutters in the embrace of the warm mouth, the rest of my body clapping in applause, to the beauty of the scene.
Eyes shut tight; my hand instinctually travels to my dick to assist in the best dream I've had in awhile, as I imagine Steve's head bobbing up and down on my hard dick. My hand abruptly stops as my fingers collide with an impenetrable forest of hair, bending into a natural grip, they hold on, up and down, up and down. My head is confused by the message sent back by my hand, and sends in the other hand for confirmation. Message received. My eye lids explode open and my chin drops, a moan escapes, "uhhhhhh." Dream is replaced by reality, and reality is SOOO much better!
The November morning sun is late as usual, and light in Steve's room is weak at best. I pull back the sheets slowly, scared my memory of the night before was just an alcohol induced dream, as I smile from ear to ear, there's Steve and his mouth is working my cock in my first real blowjob. "Wh...wha ar..what are you doing?" Steve stops and looks up with a huge smile on his face, "You don't know what I'm doing", emphasized by him licking his tongue up my cock like a drippy ice cream cone. "I I know what you're doing, its, OHhh shit," as Steve starts sucking again, his eyes never breaking contact with mine, "it it's why?, you're, you're not gay." Youth; only a fourteen year old kid would ask a question while he was getting his dick polished. Steve looked up again, slightly amused, and said "I'm bisexual," with a look of who cares, "would you like me to continue?" "YES Please," I said worried I'd made him mad. Steve smiled again as his mouth engulfs my cock.
It only took Steve a few strokes of his mouth to bring me seconds away from an earth shattering cum, "Steve Steeeve, I'm gona, gona, cummmmmm, uuuuuhh." Steve's fingers tickled my ball sack throwing me over the edge, as I blasted the second best cum of my life into his mouth. Steve's cheeks expanded and retracted as he obviously swallowed my load. When my dick had stopped pulsing, Steve let it slide from his lips and then crawled up and kissed me. I could taste the salty sweet flavor of me on his tongue, as he slid it into my mouth. Our kiss lasted a wonderfully long time, until he pulled away and rolled over, leaving me with my eyes closed and mouth pulsing like a fish out of water.
I opened my eyes to see Steve watching me intensely, "you know you really are beautiful". "Thanks... an and uhh thank you for the a...um...you know, wonderful way you woke me up", blushing as I said it, still amazed it happen to me. "Well about that, I kinda feel bad about getting you drunk and then seducing you last night, and I just thought a blowjob might be a good way to say thanks, and make up for any bad feelings you might have of me". "Are you serious, OH MY GOD, I've been fantasizing about what happened last night". "Well not exactly as it happened, of course, but nonetheless I've fantasized about it" as I find my voice. "I didn't hurt you, and you're not mad at me," Steve asked with genuine concern on his face. "Well I am a little sore, but it doesn't even compare to how good you made me feel last night."
"Wow, so you have fantasized about last night huh?" Steve said with a smile. My rosy cheeks went to crimson as I realized what I had said and how much I had just revealed. "So I'm assuming, it's either me or the cheerleader outfit that doesn't normally make it into your fantasy." I let out a little giggle at Steve's comment, "Well yeah the cheerleader outfit doesn't make it into the fantasy," I said, still bashful of my expressed emotions. "So that makes me a regular in your fantasies, huh, and what do we normally do in them," he said grinning ear to ear. "Well... usually it's just you walking around a pool or something, naked, and then I some how end up between your legs giving you a blowjob." I said concerned he would think I was stupid or something.
"Wow, that sounds like a pretty good fantasy, we'll have to work on making that come true", Steve says, as I turn a color red never seen before. "But we should keep whatever we do between us, ok, I could get into a lot of trouble." "You don't have to worry Steve, I won't say anything to anyone, I promise." I sounded like a little kid pleading with his parents for them not to take their toy away. Steve's smile was becoming my air, as when he smiled I could breathe again. "I know you won't tell anyone Drew", Steve said right before he paused and starred deep into my hazel eyes.
"I know you said that wearing that outfit last night isn't part of your fantasies, but DAMN, that outfit pushed me over the edge, and I knew I had to have you last night, I'm not kidding Drew your ass looked so good outlined by those panties last night, my cock hurt all night long watching you and that bubble ass of yours swaying back and forth." "Cheer briefs," I said correcting him, and regretting it the minute it left my lips. "What?" he said. "They're called cheer briefs", I told him, feeling dumb for even bringing it up. "Yeah... Ok, what ever you call them I know I wouldn't mind seeing you in them again, that's for sure." "Really?" "Oh HELL Yeah", Steve said, as his finger started to drag through my light dusting of blonde pubes. "Fuck, just thinking about it has me rock hard again," he said, as I looked at his cock twitching just inches from my hard dick.
"They did kinda feel good, and they sure got me a lot of attention, which is new for me", I said, as the voice inside my head was screaming, fuck did I just say that out loud! "I know, I was watching a lot of the kids last night, and believe me, you were the reason for most of the tents in the room, and even a few of the girls were starring." "Wow really?" I was shocked I had that much affect on the kids at the party and clearly it worked for Steve too. "You know I can put them back on and um maybe I could um give you a blowjob", as I bit my lower lip. Even though we had slept together the night before, I was so nervous asking to suck his cock, as this was the first time I had suggested anything sexual with another person. "Oh man, don't tease, you know I would love to have you suck my dick, but we don't have time, Dave and Becca will be up any second, and they shouldn't see us like this." Becca was his brotherly name for his sister.
I rolled over and looked at his clock which read 7:55 am, and new he was right, I didn't want Dave trying to find out where I was, or what I was up to. "Look Drew, we'll work something out for later I promise, I don't head back to school until tomorrow, but for now, I'll make sure the hall is clear and you run and take a shower ", Steve said. "Once you're in the bathroom, I'll go and get your clothes and a towel for you". I waited for him to give the 'all's clear' signal, and when Steve gave me the thumbs up, I ran to the bathroom naked as the day I was born, where I quickly shut the door and sighed a breathe of relief. Never would I have imagined I would be scurrying around my best friend's house naked, because the only thing I had to wear was his sister's cheerleader outfit, and it was in a dirty pile stained with pre-cum and spit in his brothers room, where his brother had thrown them after stripping them off me and fucking me.
As the water was warming up, I had to laugh at the sight of me in the mirror, hazel eyes blood shot, my hands ran up and down my white smooth chest and belly , not fat but no real muscle tone, my bubble butt slightly whiter than the rest of me, my thicker than normal thighs, and thank God for that, or my ass would look even bigger than it already was, my cut three inch flaccid cock, chubbed from the morning activities, nestled between two drained balls and a red and tired ball sack, my blonde hair matted down in the worst bed head ever, and red lipstick smeared all over my lips. This is what Steve thought was beautiful huh, I said silently as I chuckled and stepped into the shower.
I had just turned the shower off when there was a knock on the door, "who is it", I asked with nothing but the bathroom door to cover me up. "It's Steve," and I opened the door, as Steve handed me my clothes and a towel. "Damn" he said through clenched teeth, as he quickly grabbed a handful of my ass and then quickly backed out and shut the door.
I got dressed and headed back to Steve's room, as the house seemed pretty quiet. He had dressed back in the white shirt and jeans he was wearing from the night before, cleaning his room, when I walked in. Steve saw me and in a flash had me pinned up against the wall near the door as he shut it and planted a huge kiss on me. "I would have loved to have shared that shower with you babe, your even cutter when you're naked and wet," he said looking deep in my eyes. "I have to help clean this house up today, but I'm free this evening, how about you," Steve asked. "Yeah, I'm not doing anything," I said, and even if I was I wasn't missing this. "Drew I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but I would really love to see you again in a girl's outfit," he said with a cheeky smile. "Really, you want me to wear the cheerleader outfit again," I said, trying to wrap my head around how I was going to pull that off. "No not the cheerleader outfit, we have to give that back to Becca, and pray she doesn't make out any of the stains on it." "No, I was thinking I'd go out and get you something new to wear."
"I I don't know... I mean I only dressed up for Halloween, its not like I go around wearing women's clothing". I hadn't yet had a chance to process the previous evening's events and what they meant. I loved the sex with Steve, but I still wasn't sure whether that made me gay or bisexual like him, and my head didn't even want to try and process some of the feelings I had dressed as a girl, I mean I like the attention I got during the party, almost kinda powerful, and then the innocence I felt while Steve fucked me, but ..."No no I don't think I can." " Please Drew, I don't know what it was, but you in that outfit had me hornier than I have ever been, with anybody." My hesitation to wear women's clothing again was quickly trumped by my heavy desire to please people, "Uhhh, hmmm O..Ok, but won't it look weird if I come over here and hang out for a while and then disappear into your room for the evening?" "Well," Steve said..."I was thinking I would pick you up and we would go and get dinner and see a drive-in movie." "You want me to go out in public dressed as a girl?" I said a little too loud. Steve put his hands on my shoulder and kneeled down on one knee, "Babe, its going to be dark and no one we'll even see you, we'll even get dinner in my truck." "Believe me Drew, from what I saw last night, just a little work on your tits and make-up and no one would even know you weren't a girl." "Really?" I said, confused with my emotions, I was a boy, not a girl, so I should be pissed, but girls were really beautiful, so should I feel proud that he thought I actually looked like a cute girl. His conviction and confidence I wouldn't be seen had me thinking I should do it, I mean the last time I dressed as a girl I experienced the best night of my 14 years of life. "Ok, but I want it to be a dress," I blurted out, and then blushed, looking down embarrassed I was saying this, "I like the way your hands felt as they slipped under the skirt." Most of the girls in my fantasies had skirts on, so I could slip my hands under them and imagine I was fingering some hot twat, Jesus, now I was asking the guy of my recent dreams to get me a skirt so he could finger my twat. "Anything for you babe," he said with a wolf like smile.
We were both starring at each other lost in our day dreams of how I was going to look tonight, when we were pulled back to reality, by a knock at the door, to which we both jumped. Steve whispered, "Ok, remember you passed out on my floor," as he opened the door. Dave walked in wide eyed and talking a mile a minute as he usually did. "Was that a crazy party or what," it seemed as if the question was for both of us, and we both started to stammer a response. "Uh yeah", "For sure" we said at the same time. Dave looked at me, "Hey what happened to you last night?" "Did you get lucky with a boy," Dave asked laughing and winking at me, as Steve and I looked like we had just seen a ghost. "Shut up dude," "I drank too much and passed out on your brother's floor," trying to change the subject. "That sucks; did you at least have a good time?" Dave asked seeming to care. "Yeah I had a REALLY good time," I said, scarred I said it with too much enthusiasm. "Yeah I know Thomas had a good time too," Dave said laughing again. It took a second to remember Thomas, a kid from our class, "Was he even at the party I asked," playing the drunk card as far it would take me. "Shit dude, how drunk were you?" "You only gave him a lap dance and then sat in his lap as someone took a picture." "Are you telling me you don't remember that?" I shook my head, pretending that I was that drunk, so as to make the passing out seem more real, but, I honestly didn't remember spending that much time with Thomas.
"Enough!" Steve said as he interrupted Dave's little personal torture. "Its bad enough you had your best friend dress as a girl, you don't need to make fun of him." "Dude what's your problem, he said he had a good time, I'm just reminding him of what he did last night, and you clearly didn't have any fun." Dave shot back at him. "Of course I didn't have any fun, it was a party full of kids," Steve said, "and now YOU," poking Dave in the chest with his finger, "need to get everyone out of the house, if there's anyone left, and we need to get started cleaning this mess up before Dad gets home." Steve had effectively put the situation back to normal, as Dave and I jumped as he barked out his command like the older brother he was.
As Steve had suggested I had put the wig into my overnight bag and was leaving the house when I saw Rebecca in the kitchen eating breakfast, and even though I had been plowed by her brother no more than 8 hours ago, she still looked hot in her baby blue pajamas. "Hi Rebecca, here's your uniform," as I handed her the wadded up outfit, with the cheer briefs rolled in the middle, hoping she would just throw all of it into the wash. "How'd it work for you," she said with a smile. "When I wear it I usually get a tone of offers on guys wanting to fuck me," as she went back to eating her cereal. "Ummm, uhh, nothing like that happened, thank God, but a yeah thanks for letting me borrow it."
As I stepped onto the porch, head spinning, I noticed Amy standing there. Amy was a year older than me, and was the girl all over Dave last night. She was clearly waiting for a ride and had little to say to me, as we both stood there in an awkward moment of silence. I left Dave's house laughing with the image of Amy on the porch, horrible bed head, and smeared lipstick all over her lips.
When I got home, my parents were gone and I had the house to myself. My Mom left a note, hoping I had a good time at the party, and that she and my Dad would be out shopping most of the morning and home after lunch. I threw my bag on the floor and jumped on the couch, still tired from the night before, as anything less than ten hours of sleep was asking too much for my brain to handle. I was watching an old episode of 'Married with Children' and Christina Applegate in her slutty outfit, and thought her hair looked a lot like the wig I had from last night. As I fell asleep, I dreamt I was the one wearing her slutty outfit, and Steve was hitting on me.
The dream was getting pretty good, when my cell phone in my pocket went off. "Hello", I said groggy from the nap. "Hey babe," Steve said in his charming way, "Sorry about this morning, I didn't mean to yell at you." "It's ok," I said; "I know you were just trying to keep Dave off me." "Ok buddy, I think we're set," Steve said on the phone. "I think you'll be happy with what I got you." He said with clear excitement in his voice. Still slightly asleep, I rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock, it was a little after noon, I had slept for four hours, and my parents should be home any second. Steve continued talking much like Dave would, where you could tell my interests didn't really matter, I just needed to listen, "Just tell your parents you're going to a movie with a friend and then head towards my house around 5 pm and I'll pick you up somewhere in between." "Ok, Steve, I'll be there," as my parents walked in. "OH, uhh, I gotta go," I told Steve, as my Mother and Father stood there starring at me.
"So what was that all about," my Mother asked as she dropped some shopping bags on the kitchen table, my Dad walking by just laughing at me. I came up with a pretty good excuse, if I do say so myself, "That was Dave, he said he invited a girl I met last night at the party to a movie we're seeing tonight, if you'll let me go, PLEASSSE." I wasn't the toughest kid in my school by far, but I could lay down a mean set of puppy dog eyes with the best of them. "Ok, Ok, You can go, just be back before 10:30 pm, tomorrows Monday and you have school.
At 4 pm I stepped into the shower, excited for the evening, and scared at what Steve expected from me. As I washed myself, I gripped my cock and gave it a few tugs, feeling it pump full of blood, imaging it was Steve's mouth bring me so much pleasure. My warm wet soapy fingers of my left hand running between my nuts and boy pussy, multi tasking as they cleaned my nether region for tonight's festivities, and added pleasure to my furious fisting of my cock. My knees week from my impending explosion, with my back against the shower wall, as my purple head shot a rope of cum across the shower, "Ahhh, fuck, huh, huh, huh." I regained my strength and finished my shower pleased with my cleanliness.
Knowing Steve had a 'special' outfit in mind for me this evening, I grabbed a plain white shirt, grey sweats and some tighty whities, as my going out outfit, as I wanted simple pull off and on clothing. My mom gave me shit for my outfit, as I was heading out, "You have a funny way of trying to impress a girl; dressed like that you're lucky if she even talks to you." Little did she know, I was the girl, and her little girl planned on doing more than just talking. I grabbed my overnight bag with the wig in it and was out the door.
I was about half way between our houses when I saw Steve pull up in his Chevy pick-up truck. His truck was an older heavy duty faded red model with a single bench seat in the front, and a camper shell on the back. His truck had its own reputation, as Dave had told me many stories about girls Steve fucked in the back of his truck. You see Steve had set it up with an air mattress, pillows and a camper shell where the windows were tinted. Oh if that bed could talk. I jumped into the cab of his truck, as Steve looked me up and down, "Nice of you to dress up for me," he said with a cheeky grin. "It is nice of me to dress up for you," I said returning the sarcasm. "Ok ok, you're right, and on that note I think you'll like the outfit I got you." "I'll definitely be running my hands up your sexy legs," he said as he placed a hand on my thigh. My tongue wet my lips as I bit my lower one, horny for the night to get started.
Steve drove us straight to the drive-in theater, as they served food there as well, and we didn't have to go in anywhere. The boy side of me thought this was a pretty cool set-up, and could see how Steve got laid so much working the girls with this date, but the girl side of me thought this was a pretty cheap date, and was I really suppose to get turned on by a basket of fries and a corn dog?
Steve found a spot in the back of the parking lot with very few cars around us. Now I say Steve found this spot, but it was more like his truck drove there on automatic pilot, as Steve pulled in, so the bed of the truck was facing the movie screen. Steve looked at me, "So would you like to go into the back and change", now it was Steve who seemed nervous. "Oh Ok", I said, as I opened the door and stepped out of his truck, heading to the back, I was thinking we might eat first, but I guess Steve had other plans. Steve was such the gentleman, as he opened the camper shell and lowered the tail gate of the truck. I stood there for a second taking in the sight; Steve had spared no expense in creating his 'white trash' villa, on wheels. While I couldn't see the air mattress you could tell it was probably the biggest one he could get for the back of his truck. The mattress was covered by navy blue silk sheets that looked like there were three more than needed. Pillows were aligned end to end around the bed of the truck so that not a single area was without. Steve had adorned a battery lantern with a shade to give it a romantic glow, which lit up a small oak wood shelf, mounted to the side of the truck. On the shelf were a couple of wine glasses, a bottle of wine, and what looked like a bottle of lube. On the window separating the cab from the camper shell were two curtains, in which I assumed were there to add privacy to the patrons in the back. On the camper shell Steve had mounted a couple speakers for back ground noise I'm sure, to muffle the moans of the girls he fucked. The crowning glory of the whole décor was a mirror installed on the under side of the camper shells top.
"Nice huh," Steve said as he looked for my reaction. "Wow," was all I could come up with, as I wondered to myself, who fell for this cheese? I threw my overnight bag into the back as I climbed in. I could feel Steve's eye's burning a hole into my rump, as I seductively swung my hips back and forth just for him. "Knock on the cab window when you're finished he said as I reached the back of the bed, and a bag which I assumed had my clothes for the evening. I was about to start going through the contents of the bag, when I heard Steve get back into the cab of the truck, and as I turned to look through the cab window I could see Steve sitting there smiling, as if he was waiting for the strip tease to begin. Although I was feeling really hot and ready for this evening to begin, the idea of him watching me put on my dress, just didn't seem right, so with my tongue sticking out I closed the curtains, to a very disappointed Steve.
The bag came from a very expensive designer store, which even my Mom rarely could afford shopping at. I reached in and pulled out a beautiful midnight green evening dress. It felt like silk but the tag said it was 100% rayon. The dress had two thin black straps that went over the shoulders and came back down to a thick band that outlined the top of the dress in a sexy v-neck design. Most of the dress was the deep midnight green, which I thought would look good on me, as my closet was full of green clothes as my mom had always said green really accented my hazel eyes. The dress tapered from the top down to the waist where it flared out into a fairly short skirt. Flowing diagonally across the dress was a ribbon of black outlined flowers that ended at the bottom of the dress, which was embroidered with a lacy black sequence with matching flowers. I just had to rub the dress against my face before I set it aside. I reached in a grabbed the bra next, it was a black strapless bra with clasps in the front, which made me smile, as whether Steve even considered it or not, the last time I dressed as a girl I had Rebecca helping me, and the thought of how I was going to get the bra clasped in the back, had actually crossed my mind. The bra was clearly cut to fit a v-neck dress, but was nothing fancier than your typical padded bra. The panties on the other hand were a thin lacy black mesh, with embroidered flowers on the front and a thin strip of material in the back. I wasn't sure, but I thought these were what women called a thong. At this point I was actually getting excited about putting the dress and underwear on, as the whole outfit looked extremely sexy. I looked into the bag as there were three more items. First was a bottle of perfume, which smelled like lavender. Apparently Steve wanted his girl to smell good, which didn't offend me, as I was getting into the part and wanted to smell good for him as well. The second item was a tube of dark red lipstick, not like the whorish color they had me wear the night before, but something I would see a young woman wear. The last item in the bag took me a while to figure out, as I read words like 'Falsies', 'Silicone', 'Imitation', and finally the word 'Breasts', as bells went off in my head. Steve had bought me actual fake breast inserts. I guess Steve was more into me being a girl than I thought.
I was snapped back to reality as the speakers came blaring on with light alternative music. Steve was getting impatient, and the fact that it was music and not the movie which was on the big screen, told me Steve had other plans than watching the movie, as if I didn't know. I took my sweat shirt off, and then quickly laid back and slid my sweats, shoes and socks off as well. As I laid there, only in my tighty whities, I couldn't help but run my hands up my thighs, slowly dragging them over my crotch, and stiffening pole, as I hooked my thumbs into the waist band of my underwear and push them down. I lifted my ass off the mattress as the elastic band of my briefs slid along my bubble butt and legs, the silk sheets tickled my ass as I lowered myself into them. Naked, I reached for the perfume and pumped a few sprites in the appropriate spots. With the smell of lavender filling the camper, I slid up the sheer panties, feeling sexy, beautiful and absolutely horny as the thin strip nestled between my cheeks. The bra was next and went on with little complications, as I added the two breast inserts, and squeezed there nipples just for fun. I grabbed the dress and slid it down my smooth body to my waist, with the skirt falling just above my knees. I then stopped and marveled at myself in the mirror, as I looked good in my dress, and I felt good as my hands absent mindedly rubbed over the smooth fabric. For some reason when I put the cheerleader costume on the night before, there was nothing sexual about it, but as I sat there, all I could think about is how sexy and beautiful I looked. The wig and lipstick went on pretty easily as the mirror aided me tremendously.
So there I was, once again on my back and in women's clothing with shoulder length blonde hair, plump lipstick defined lips, bare shoulders and arms, more than real looking breasts, a beautiful green dress, and to top it all off, a pair of black thong panties gently separating my two round cheeks. If Steve wasn't going to Fuck me, I was going to fuck me, as I was hot, and my dick knew it, as it pulsed uncontrollably, but as it turned out I wouldn't have to worry about that at all, as I knocked on the window, and Steve was at the tail gate in seconds, ready to make a woman of me.
When Steve opened the tail gate and camper, he froze as he saw me for the first time, "Fuck," was all he got out as his chin dropped open and his bottom lip shook. "Do I look ok?" I asked. "You're amazing, my God you look so good," he said as I sat there on one elbow trying to look as seductive as possible. "Well are you going to join me or just stand there letting the world see me?" "Oh yeah, sorry," he said as he jumped in the bed of the truck, shutting the tail gate and camper shell behind him. Steve slid all the way up to where I was sitting as his hand pushed through the hair of the wig and rested on the back of my neck, "Wow, you really are beautiful," he said before he planted his warm lips on my mouth. No longer shy about kissing, it was me that initiated the tongue action, as my tongue pressed firmly between his lips. Pushing through my tongue searched for his tongue, to touch, to taste, to excite. Steve broke the kiss and sat back, "Thank you," I said for the earlier complement, as my voice took on a low feminine tone. "Should we crack this bottle of wine," I asked feeling extremely brave and in control. "Yeah, that sounds good," he said as he grabbed the bottle. As we laid there, Steve ran his free hand up and down the side of my dress as we looked into each others eyes. The first glass of wine went down fast, and while on the second one I had forgotten all about the fact that I hadn't eaten dinner, as it was still in the cab of the truck.
Steve's hand found my thigh as it slowly drifted up my leg. "Ohhh, uhhh," it felt so good. Steve's hand stopped at my panty covered balls and tickled them lightly as I squirmed on the silky sheets. "So, it looks like you like the outfit I got you," he said smiling. "Ohhh Yesss", I whimpered. "You know all afternoon while I was shopping for you, all I could think about was you living out your fantasy", Steve said while dragging a finger slowly up my rock hard cock. I sat up and looked at Steve, ready to please him, "I would love to suck your dick," I said licking my lips. "I love the way you talk babe," as he leaned back, hands behind his head, ready for his girl to have her way with him. Steve was dressed in a nice short sleeve button shirt, with black jeans, and nice black shoes.
As he laid there I worked my way up to his neck and began softly kissing it, as he had done to me the night before. My lips traveled to his ear where my tongue traced the ridges, stopping only to suck on his lobe, before I moved to his lips again and playfully bit his lower lip. I then slid down still on my knees between his legs, my hands un-buttoning his shirt to reveal his hard pecks. I could hear Steve breathing hard as I gently delivered little kisses around each of his nipples, finally sucking each one in like a mini cock, as my tongue worked them over.
I was coming into my own, as I started feeling comfortable in the dress, with Steve below me, I began playing the part. Looking into Steve's amazing blue eyes, I sucked each of my fingers into my mouth one by one in the most seductive slutty way I could imagine. I didn't have long nails, but they were long enough to scratch with, as I placed all ten of my now wet fingers onto his chest. Pressing in slightly I dragged them through his black curly hairs, "Uggghhh," he moaned, as I was leaving red trail marks over his pecks and across the ridges of his abs to the top of his jeans. Unbuttoning his jeans, my fingers gently slid under them and his underwear, as I pulled them down to his ankles, kissing his shins as I took them off along with his shoes and socks. My prize was hard and bouncing on his stomach a few feet away, and wasting no time with foreplay of kisses up his legs, I simply let the silky smooth fabric of the dress dance its way up to his dick. "Oh Shit babe, your driving me crazy..huh..huh, Please suck my cock." My face just inches from his lovely pole, I continued my feminine demeanor, almost as second nature, as I gently held his cock with the tips of my fingers, unlike the way I would grab my cock to choke out an orgasm.
Kissing the base of his cock, I slowly worked my way up his 8"s of hard throbbing dick, worshipping it as it deserved, as it would be responsible for bring us both pleasure tonight. My lips starting to puff up from the friction of dragging them up and down his dick, I stopped and looked at Steve, empowered with my new found control I asked, "Would you like me suck your cock baby?" Eyes closed, fists full of silk sheets, Steve looked at me and smiled, "Fuck your turning into a little cock tease, GOD yes yes suck me please!" Satisfied in his response, I pressed my lips to his purple headed monster, "whait wait, he said in horse whispered voice," I lift my head surprised he stopped me, my shyness returning quick, "Did I do something wrong?" "No, no, you're great," he said sitting up. His hands went to my hips, as I laid between his legs looking confused into his eyes, "I want to watch your bubble ass shake while you blow me," he said, as he slowly pulled the dress up exposing my ass to the mirror above and the black thong, so deep between my cheeks, that only the little triangle patch of fabric below the small of my back could be seen.
I smiled as I realized he wasn't upset with my performance, and literally dove back into character as I shoved as much of his cock as I could get into my mouth without gagging, and of course shaking my ass while I did it. "Ohhhh Fuck," he squealed, as his head slammed back into the mattress. His cock was perfect, as it pushed the sides of my cheeks out, and my tongue circled the edge of his corona as it slid deeper into my mouth. I could feel the cool air on my butt, as I tried with all my might to swallow his cock. The souls of my bare feet pushed off the cold metal tail gate impaling his cock head into the base of my throat, threatening it, that if it did not open and do as I wanted I would force it opened, as Steve's pleasure was now more important than my own. "Oh fuck, yessss, Ohhh MMMMM, look at that fine ass shake, oh damn, uuuuhhhh. Steve's moaning and thrashing was helping push his cock into my throat, as my throats will power finally gave and his cock pushed passed my Adams Apple. Swallowing furiously, and trying not to panic or gag, as tears left my eyes, I focused on job at hand, but little did I know my worrying was for not, as when I had swallowed Steve's dick I had sent him over the edge, and it only took a few more minutes of deep throating him to bring him to the brink. "Drew Drew Shiiiit Shit I think I 'm gona cum, uhhh, uhhhh." I wasn't sure I was ready for a mouth full of cum, even though I had dreamt about it, and although Steve warned me of his impending explosion, the two hands on the back of my head never let up. I did back the head of his cock out of my throat just in time for Steve to decide for both of us as to where his load was going, as his body tensed and drove his cock back to the beginning of my throat. The first shot had an express ticket to my belly, as Steve fed me my dinner. The next three were only slightly smaller in volume than the first, but they came so fast I had all of them in my mouth before I could think to swallow. "Ugggggmmmm, rrrrrghhhh," was my unintelligible moans as cum squeezed pass my bloated lips. The final few shots landed on my tongue as it awoke the pallet with a salty pungent flavor. Steve was chanting Oh my Gods, as I licked his cock for every drip of cum, not that I was in love with the taste, but more the idea of being good at sucking his dick, and making him compare every future blowjob to this one.
My lips surrendered his cock, and it fell from my mouth lifelessly into his balls, which were still in my hand as I had played with them while sucking his dick. "How was that baby," I said in my sultry voice, looking up to his face. "Holly shit, you're the best, I mean it, Wow," he was talking a mile a minute as I slid up and poured two more glasses of wine. As I sipped on the wine, it seemed like I could feel it splash into the pool of Steve's baby makers I had in the pit of my stomach. Steve downed his glass of wine and quickly grabbed the back of my head as he kissed me deep. Steve grabbed my glass of wine while we were still kissing and placed it back on the shelf, and then his hands went to my hips and slowly rolled me over finally breaking our kiss. I could feel his hands move to the sides of my thighs as his legs straddled my calves, his lips kissing my shoulder blades. My cock had been hard most of the night, as it was hugged by the mesh panties, and now pressed into the air mattress it was twitching like mad. "It's your turn babe," Steve said as his hands slid under the dress and across my skin, where they stopped on my belly and gently pulled back, bringing me onto my hands and knees. "Ohhhh, yesss," I moaned as I felt the tip of Steve's cock brush the valley of my ass. Steve's hands continued to rub my belly as if reminding me that he owned me now, with his spunk deep inside. He removed his hands from under the dress as he moved closer to me, his knees moving between my legs now and pushing my legs wider, his mouth on the back of my neck blowing warm air, his hands settling in on the fake tits, as I watched him squeeze and finger the nipples. Although I couldn't feel the actual touch on my tits, and they were mine now, the pressure from his squeezing and his hips and cock up against my ass, had me rasping for breath. I wanted him to get to it, and fuck me and I let him know. "Pleassse Steve, Oh God, please Fuck me," as I pushed my bubble ass back.
"In time baby, in time," he says as he gives his cock a little thrust and it pushes into my panty covered balls. Steve's lips never left my skin as his hand grabbed a couple pillows and put them under my head, giving me a place to rest as the hair from the wig draped across my face, and the pillows affectively keep me on my hands and knees. In a series of contradictory moves Steve lifts my dress up to the small of my back, as his head kisses its way down. When his head no longer contacts my body, I feel his fingers grab the band of my thong and begin to pull them off as his tongue surprises me and drags up the middle of my ass, scrapping both cheeks of my young bubble butt. "Mmmmm, have I told you how good you smell tonight," as his teeth help his hands in lowering my thong, in the intent to remove it. "Nnnooooo," I say no longer in character, but rather back to the fourteen year old kid I was, as my innocence in my voice betrays me. Steve grabs my arms and pulls them back as I wonder what he's doing, but I'm not scarred, Steve has been the center of my greatest pleasures, and I would trust him with my life.
I feel his breath on my pussy, as his hands push my fingers into his hair, which I grab as assume he wants me to. "Tell me you want me to eat your pussy babe, tell me to fuck your pussy with my tongue," he says as his tongue darts back and forth in my ass, dangerously closer to my boy pussy as his hands are now spreading my plump cheeks apart. "Oh God, would he lick me there, do I want him to lick me there, OH FUCK YES I want him to lick me there. "Please Steve eat my pussy, please fuck me with your tongue," as my hands pull his head towards what is now the center of my world. "Ohhhh, Yyyessss," I squeal as his tongue touches my pussy, bring it warmth it's never felt before. "Mmm," Steve moans as his tongue begins painting my hole with his warm saliva. "Yes yes yes eat it, eat it, Ohhh fuck me," as his tongue pushes my pussy lips open. Initially they flex, trying to push out the invading monster, as it is only recently my brain and hole has experienced something going in, but my lips quickly yield as they are expertly loved. After minutes of sensational tonguing, Steve's tongue is now long dicking me, as he withdraws it completely, only to shove it back in, opening me up, my own arms adding to the force of the insertion.
Steve's hands left my thighs, as he was using them for leverage to drive his tongue in and out of my hole, as he grabbed the lube and stopped his tonguing. "Huh, huh, huh, lay down babe," he tells me as I hear the click from the cap of the lube bottle. I throw all of the pillows away as Steve puts one under my belly, and I lower myself down into a laid out position. My dick, still dripping with pre-cum, stops twitching as in act of holding its breath for what's coming next. Steve runs his lubed fingers over my already soaking wet pussy, as I feel his body weight press down on me. Although Steve is about to fuck me again, the wig, tit filled bra and dress that I am still wearing remind me that it's a cute girl with a lovely firm ass that Steve is about to plow.
"Uhhhhh, Ohhhhhh, God God God," Steve's dick touches my pussy, as I quickly remember my lessons from the
previous night and push out to receive his large monster. "Oh baby, your pussy is pulling me in, ohhh it's sooo tight," Steve says as the tip of his dick enters me. Although I'm no longer a virgin, I know it's still going to hurt, and the fact that the only lube I have in my pussy this time is Steve's spit, and God if he fucks me like he did last night, I'm in for a rough time, and I'm scared. "Relax babe, tonight we make love," he whispers in my ear, and my worries are replaced with intense sensations, as Steve lowers himself so slow that I feel every ridge and vein as it snakes up my love tunnel. With the lack of shooting pain in my boy pussy, I focused on Steve's thick muscled arms as they hold his weight, flexing and twitching near my shoulders.
His cock finally bottoms out, as I feel his bush and balls gently smash between my ass and balls. Steve sits there for a second letting me adjust, "Ok, ok fuck me," I whispered, as I feel Steve's love has been patient enough. He began thrusting slowly as if not to hurt me, as his dick pushed and rubbed against my prostate. His slow strokes were driving me crazy, "oh oh oh , yes fuck me... Fuck me harder I yelled". In and out in and out, Steve wasted no time and pushed up with his hands, his knees pushing my legs further apart as he started thrusting in my horny twat. "That's it babe yes , yes, yes," Steve chanted as his thrusting was so hard that even the thick air mattress couldn't absorb all the force, as I am sure the truck was rocking. The sound of his ball sack slapping against my ass echoed in the confined space, as I felt my own balls draw up, in what I was quite accustomed to before I shot my load. "Steve Steve, yes, Oh shiit," my cock lurched forward and shot all over the sheets in a blissful orgasm. The constricting of my ass ring pushed Steve into his second orgasm of the night, as he flooded my organs again with his seed.
With both of us spent I could feel Steve's full body weight as he used me as another pillow, his cock still twitching in my pussy. Steve rolled off me as he pulled his soft, but still grossly enlarged cock from my ass with a wet popping noise. Still laying on my belly in a puddle of my own cum, my ass lips were holding onto Steve's cum with all their might, as I turned my head to look at him. Lying on his back, exhausted, Steve turned his head as well to looked at me, "How was that, babe", he asked trying to catch his breath. "That was fucking great I said," as my own body melted into the sheets. Steve rolled to his side and kissed my forehead, "your ass makes me do things I've never done before," he said as his hands rubbed and pinched my toosh. "I should get you home Steve said, as we both noticed the credits were running on the screen, and a lot of the cars were pulling out and leaving. Steve picked up the mesh thong and handed it to me smiling, "You can wear these home babe."
Steve dressed quickly and opened the camper shell door and tail gate without a single thought about me, as I had just removed the dress and was sitting there in only the bra and panties, "Steve," I shouted as the whole world could see me. "Oh shit sorry," he said as he quickly shut both doors. I slid my sweat pants up and over the thong, as I sat up and removed the wig and bra. With my sweat shirt, socks and shoes back on, and all of my stuff packed into my overnight bag, I suddenly had to squeeze my boy hole together as I got a slight cramp in my stomach. As the feelings passed and I was pretty sure nothing had leaked out, I realized I was holding two loads of Steve's cum deep in my bowels, and my lips pursed into a small smile, until I shuffled on my rump to the end of the bed and little shot of pain reminded me how I just got the second load. I climbed into Steve's cab, as he helped me up, and I quickly looked at him hoping he had a good time, as he was still my idol. "When can I see you again," I asked. "Why, are you already horny for more," he replied in a typical cocky male attitude, having just triumphantly sowed his seed. Slightly hurt from his comment as I realized I was getting feelings for him, I turned my head trying to hide my pained emotions. "I'm sorry babe, I didn't mean it, I want to see you again too." Steve said, trying to pull his foot out of his mouth.
"Did Rebecca tell you what she was doing tonight," I asked. As there was a moment of silence as I am sure Steve tried to figure out my sudden change in topics. "I don't know, I think she said she was going out with friends, Why?" "Cause I think she's headed our way."
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