My b*****r's Lover - Sex Stories

My b*****r's Lover

... it is that I do to you, and you do the same to me honey, just look at that." I lifted my suede skirt around my waist and pulled aside my panties to show him my own cock, considerably smaller than his but just as excited. At the sight of my cock sticking out from under my skirt and panties, his eyes began to widen and stare with ill disguised lust. I could tell that I was just the kind of girl for him, feminine in body and dress but with a nice hard cock at the same time. I wrapped my fingers around his cock, it was so thick they barely went all around it, and began to masturbate him while the other hand did the same with my own member. "Oh, uh," groaned Darren, "Steve, uh, Cynthia, please don't. This is really not right." He told me to stop but he did nothing with his body but let me stroke his big cock and hungrily eye up my feminine appearance and my own little dick. I took this as a good sign, especially as, when I squeezed my hand around his shaft and began to wank him harder he groaned and his cock grew even firmer. I leant over and said to him in a slightly taunting tone. "Come on babe, just admit you want me. We both know you'd just love for a hot girl like me to get her lips round your cock even as she jerks off a cock of her own. If you just admit to what you want it'll be a lot easier." "Mmmm, Cynthia," he moaned. "Yes," I giggled, seeing him used to saying my feminine name. "I do want you," he sighed, even I was surprised to hear him say it, he must really ...

... want it bad for his willpower to break down so quickly, "I've always fantasised about being with a gorgeous tranny girl like you, Cynthia, just like you kinky slut wanting so bad to suck off a big, studly guy like me." "Oh yes," I gasped, not wanting to let this moment go, "I am a naughty slut and it's your cock I want inside me, b*****r." "Come on then, bitch," he said, "suck it." I loved it that now he seemed willing to just go with the situation and act out his fantasy, he wanted to take control. I loved the feel of Cynthia becoming his bitch, his slut, of putting my feminine self completely in the power of a strong, masculine man. I slid to the floor and got on my knees between my b*****r's open legs where he remained sat on the sofa. Close up, his monster cock looked even bigger, thick, throbbing and veiny and just waiting for me to take it inside me. "It's sooo big," I sighed with my lips up close, "I don't know if I can handle it." I wasn't just teasing him, I was seriously worried, having gone from never taking a cock in my mouth before straight to something this big was going to take a big effort. I still held it in my hand, stroking the shaft as I licked my tongue along it, my other hand under my skirt jerked off my own little cock. "Uh, yeah, that's it, you're a natural," my b*****r grunted as I licked all around his shaft, "Who would have thought my little b*****r would make such a hot cock hungry slut?" I couldn't believe how much it was turning him on that the ...