You would feel those ridges, that vein, those undulations. That would feel very nice inside a woman's mouth, against her lips, on her tongue. Would it...taste nice? It looks clean. It would feel wonderful in her vagina, I think so, or against her sphincter. It would feel nice for a man to have your cock penetrate his anus. Yes?"I maintain a tactical silence. "Do you not think? It would feel nice to sink that hard and deep into another man's rectum?"I quiver, I feel my skin tighten, redden, my. She could smell herself on his hand. She licked each of his fingers, from the base of his palm to the tip. When she got to his index finger she sucked it into her mouth, she was sucking that finger like she wanted to suck his penis. She could feel his hard dick throb through his pants, and hoped that he was feeling as wild as she was. She laid that hand down and gave the same treatment to the other. She was feeling a little more in control, but knew that control could be snapped almost. She then selected a light summer dress from her walk in wardrobe. She tied her hair up in a ponytail and finished off with small gold earrings. Looking at herself in the mirror again she smiled to herself. Walking through the gates of the school brought back memories of her time here and she spent a few minutes wandering the halls and looking in classrooms. Although it was a Monday, the school was closed for off-site teacher training. Jennifer walked to the headmaster’s office and knocked. While Sara wasn't very active in Crystal's chatroom, the story archives there were another matter all together. Sara was the proverbial "kid in a candy store" the first time she browsed through the huge selection of transgender offerings. She was often awake half the night, escaping into stories the way she would escape into her own artwork. It wasn't long before Sara became particularly enamored with the offerings of one author, Prudence Walker. After experiencing, as reading doesn't seem.