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First Encounter 

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 About his height, Tim realized when she came up to him. Darrell introduced them. Angela. Tim said "Would you like to dance?" 

 She probably said Sure, but he couldn't hear, anyway they started dancing and she was a great mover, like making love to him on the floor. Kept brushing her groin against his. His prick pushed so hard against his pants the foreskin got caught and it hurt. 

 Leaning real close she said "Are you too stiff to dance?" 

 Well brought up he wasn't certain how to take that, nor what to say and was stumbling for words when he felt her fingers slide lightly beneath his balls and her thumb rub across his shaft. 

 "Oh!" was all he said. 

 "Oh?" she said. "Does that mean Come into the bedroom and ball me now?" 

 Holy cow he thought. 

 "Um, wow....er..." Maybe she was just being sardonic or something. 

 Angela took his arm and he looked down at her long curved brightly painted nails. She turned. She was drawing him toward the stairs! 

 Holy cow, holy cow, holy cow he kept saying to himself as she led him closer and closer to the bedoom brushing his chest, now his belly, squeezing his balls gently so he feared he'd come in his pants. 

 He lucked out. The room was free. He stood beside the bed looking at this girl. WoW! He musn't mess up now. Kisses. Girls liked being kissed before being fucked. He put his arms around her and went to kiss her romantically and found she took the initiative, her tongue flicking into his mouth, on his tongue, brushing the inside of his cheeks sending messages of arousal direct to his cock. The breasts welling up round and full just below him were an irresistible magnet to hands and mouth. He felt he had to have them and wondering if he'd be repulsed he reached down and kissed one. Soft, smooth on his lips. His hands felt the other. He saw the nipple outlined through the fabric and lowering his mouth closed his lips around it. 

 "You like that?" Angela said. 

 "You bet. They're beautiful." His hand pressed, caressed, explored the other. To see the entire naked bosom and have a tit in his mouth possessed him and he felt behind for her zipper. She stopped him with her hands and for a moment he was disappointed then with a brisk deft movement she pulled down the front of the dress, made of some kind of stretchable jersey material, exposing the full beauty. "Oh God" he said, lowering his mouth and closing it around a nipple, pushing his face into the soft firmness, so full and sweetly curved. 

 They sat on the bed. Other girls he'd fumbled had let him go so far then gone all strange. The way this woman, not old, incredibly sexy, helped him on excited him so he trembled and then he felt her fingers stroking up and down his, feeling the outline of his compressed prick, stroking it up and around, up and around to the full erect position it sought. Inside he was so stoked all he could say to himself was Holy cow, holy cow, I'm actually going to get it!. Tim slid put his hand upon her thigh below the very short skirt then slid it up toward her pussy, just as she was doing to him, and was surprised when just as he reached it and went to give a little squeeze she jumped back, thrusting him away. "None of that!" 

 Her expression had totally changed. Instead of slinky and inviting she looked hostile, antagonistic. 

 "I just wanted to touch you." 

 "If you want me to touch you, then just quit that." 

 Puzzled, he wasn't about to spoil a good thing and apologized, deciding to abide his time. "Is it okay I touch your breasts?" 

 She relaxed. "Of course, I like it." She seemed a little uncertain, cute, as she asked "You like them, don't you?" 

 For reply he nuzzled into the cleavage and it didn't take a minute for him to lose himself in the perfect forms, in pushing and sucking. Even without her touch his cock throbbed, he let out little grunts and sighs and rising excitement as his hips thrust toward her. He realized he needed be inside her, needed a real fuck, his first fuck, he needed it real real bad. 

 Knowing how much he needed to come she closed her hand around his shaft half way down and worked it up and down, drawing the foreskin back and forth over the head. Down across the ridge stroking the lower side with her thumb, ducking her head to wet it more. An involuntary yelp came from him, he was close to coming. Stroking up and down in a firm caressing clasp she increased the pace gradually, faster, faster, watching his eyes close, head go back, felt the cock harden, saw the balls rise hard against his body, then drop and with a cry his hips bucked and the first few drops shot high and far, beyond the range of her peripheral vision followed by a geyser of thick cum. 

 He'd not finished panting before he knew he really really wanted to move on to the next stage, shoot inside her. Now he'd had a great climax he didn't feel like he had to be so careful to humor her and sitting up he put his arms around her and reached for her tits, squeezed, oh, just damn great!, then tried to slide his hand up under her skirt again. 

 "Not that still!" Vigorously she grabbed his hand and threw it aside. 

 Okay, strategic persuasion wouldn't be bad either. Maybe she'd had a bad time with aggressive guys and would respond to a more sensitive approach. Tim knew he had plenty of feminine side to his character, he'd bring that into play. 

 "What about you?" he asked. 

 "I'm alright." 

 "I mean, can I do anything for you?" 

 She seemed to be surveying him with a quizzical sardonic expression. "Such as?" 

 "You'd like to come too, right? Sex is fun. Release and all that." 

 "Well, I guess." There was a funny kinda grin in her expression like a secret or something. 

 He knealt swiftly on the floor at her feet, put his elbows nonthreateningly on her knees and looked boyishly up into her face. "I'd like to give you pleasure the way you want. Not all guys are like bulls in china shops, you know." 

 "China shops?" 

 "You know what I mean. It doesn't have to be wham bam two minutes thirty seconds thank you, mam. I coud....use my tongue." Ducking his head swiftly he pushed up her skirt and licked briefly between her legs before she pushed his head away with both hands. Not as forcefully as previously. As if the idea appealed to her. That wasn't really what he had in mind. He had yet to learn the finer attractions of muff diving, as he'd heard the sport called. His goal was just to get her hot, get her panties off, get her hotter then get his end in and get his oats. He was a man, for chrissake. He needed to shoot his load in a cunt. 

 She allowed him kiss the top of her thigh at her hemline. He slid his hands beneath, reached the soft cool smooth inner thigh. She didn't stop him. A trail of kisses toward her pussy. Still she didn't prevent him. He paused and looked up into her face. 

 She was supposed to look ecstatic. Instead she was looking down at him with an intensely wry expression. "You're certain you want to do this?" 

 "Sure. I'll give you oral." 

 "You'll give me oral?" 

 "I will, I will. I want to learn to please, just give me some pointers." 

 "You promise you're going to take me in your mouth?" 

 "I promise already!" His cock was pushing against her shin, he really really wanted it to be pushing between the lips of her pussy into the hot secret place. 

 "Cross your heart and hope to die?" 

 "Cross my heart and hope to die!" 

 "If you break your promise, I'm going to be pissed, and you won't like that." 

 "Alright." He could see he'd won and wanted to waste no time. Threw the skirt up, wondered momentarily at the fullness in the darkblue frilly panties, grabbed them at the back and wrenched them off her..... 

 Holy cow!! Him! He, not she! Or whatever the hell? Angela had a cock, bigger than Tim's, springing to attention as the taut panty fabric released it. Veined, thick, aggressive, well-used! Tim leapt backward and in his haste tripped and rolled onto his back. Angela was up in a moment and astride him, the big cock in his face, balls knocking his chin, feminine delicacy gone, hands pinning his shoulders to the floor with abrupt masculine strength. The voice deeper: 

 "You asked for it in your mouth, Timmy, open up!" 

 "But I thought ...." 

 Opening his mouth to speak Tim received the cock, forced between his teeth. 

 "What did you think, Timmy?" Angela crooned. "That I was a woman? I am a woman, I'm a shemale. You had to push to get what you wanted, didn't you? Men never know when to call it quits." She shoved the cock down the boy's throat till he gagged then withdrew slightly. Angela felt angry and horny. Her hormones were playing up. Still plenty of testosterone there, plus bitchy female hormones. Shifting her knees onto the boy's arms she held him firmly to the floor, as tall as he and five or six pounds heavier, still with plenty of masculine strength left, and began fucking the mouth. She slapped the boy's face. "Suck!" she told him. "Suck it hard." She slapped him again. 

 Tim scarcely knew what was happening to him. It had all gone so fast. One moment he was developing his feminine side to seduce a woman, next thing he was on his back being feminized by this great cock. And when he wasn't choking, awful thing was it seemed to excite him. His own cock was so hard and thick it felt like an unpricked sausage about to burst in the fryingpan. 

 Angela saw the boy's cheeks flush with sexual excitement and feeling behind found his hard prick, glanced around at it. "You like this! Wow, well what a discovery, Timmy." A burst of extra excitement surged through the shemale and, as the boy closed his mouth tighter and sucked harder, Angela's prick swelled at the head, the load started as a tingle and contraction between her legs and shot up the shaft and out, pumping and filling the boys mouth to overflow. After the first burst Angela pulled out and to keep coming all the way stroked the shaft hard, shooting two more, three more long spurts over the boy's mouth, cheeks and chin. Oh, lordy, Angela hadn't had such a good cum maybe ever, there was something special for her in this boy, so special she seemed to be getting hard again already and couldn't resist the thought of getting it between his cute young bum cheeks, into that tight virgin hole. As Timmy lay dazed and confused at the suddenness of these new events, the loss of a virginity he'd not even contemplated, wanting to come and yet feeling more passive now than aggressive, wanting some kind of passive orgasm, he suddenly found himself turned over onto his front, a pillow stuck under his belly to get his butt high, his cock briefly stroked by the shemale, then a swiftly lubricated finger entered his behind....