Prom Night - Sex Stories

Prom Night

... no longer.

"I want you to take you inside me," said Katie. "I don't think that there is any going back from here. I am just asking you to be gentle please."

"Katie, my sweet thing," said Mark. "I would never do anything to hurt you." In that moment he could see what a delicate creature it was that he held in his arms. The sweet-smelling softly curled hair. The brown eyes moist with anticipation. The little trembling painted lips. Those breasts, so fresh and youthful, grown from nothing just in these last two years now wobbling in the cups of her dress -- the dress he now wrestled with to get beneath.

"Have you got protection?" asked Kevin.

"You are not going to get pregnant, Girl," said Mark. "But I have lubrication. I want you to be comfortable. Rubber is not good for that."

"But ... I am not sure about that."

"You have swallowed me before, baby, so I can tell you I am clean. You're going to want to feel all of me."

Katie helped to pull up the skirts. She wore pretty panties over a rather ugly gaff, but both of them quickly disappeared as Mark went about his work.

"Are you ready again already?" asked Kevin.

"Katie. You are driving me crazy," said Mark. "I cannot keep my horn down."

Katie giggled. This is what it was all about. Mom may have thought that having a daughter was all about dressing her up and doing her hair, but Katie now understood that being a girl was about pleasing her man. Being pretty for him, being ...

... beside him, laughing at his jokes, massaging his ego, pleasuring him at his demand. She looked up at Mark and said - "I'm ready."

Mark had something on his fingers. He smeared it around her butthole and then shoved a good quantity up inside. Was it one, two or three fingers? She flinched a little, but then smiled. It felt good to have her asshole played with. Surprisingly good.

"How's that Baby?"

"Gentle," Katie cautioned. "You promised."

She felt him. The bulbous head of his penis at her door. She relaxed herself. She somehow knew what to do. Let him in. Welcome him. Please him.

She felt Mark's penis traveling down her tunnel, seemingly longer than anticipated. The lubrication had done its work. That and some work with a candle in the weeks prior to prom. As Mark started to move with rhythmic strokes Kevin gasped. Something was happening. Something very good.

Katie's curls bounced about. Eyes tightly shut to savor the moment.

"Oh baby, this is great," said Mark. Any misgivings he may have had about having sex with feminized boy were now truly history. His penis was where it belonged. Deep inside his girlfriend Katie.

How long was it? She started to feel his orgasm rising and he began to moan involuntarily.

Then the sound coming from Katie. A wonderful girly squeal as she gasped: "Oh Mark. Darling Mark. I coming, Darling. I'm .... Oh, oh, oh.

She was Katie and would be from now on.

The End

© Maryanne Peters 2024