After her tongue hasinvaded my mouth I'm left with nothing but the taste of cum, filling mysoul with a mix of emotion, jealousy, humiliation, and desp...rate desire.She slowly and seductively pulls away and stares into my soul for whatseems an eternity, the wicked smile of a Cheshire cat. I think back tothe time she told me she would never give me a blowjob. I am breathlessas I stare back at the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I think backto when she told me I was not a man, I was not a. I thought it a bit odd but it was still somewhat boyish. On myhead, which had a page boy hair cut style, she insisted that I wear avelvet lined bonnet with bobble ended ties that go under my chin.I got used the wearing these things at weekends and when she took meshopping, or to the local park and even on holiday. I got so used to itthat strangely I felt more comfortable dressed like that than when I wasdressed for school, and it was then that Mom started calling me Danielle.When I told her. I couldn’t have her blouse, skirt or blazer because she would need them and didn’t have a spare and so another girl promised to bring her spare clothes the next day together with a long haired wig for me to wear.I went to the girls’ school early next morning dressed as a boy but with the female undies on. I was smuggled into the Form Common Room to get dressed in the rest of my outfit. When the girl who was bringing them turned up she didn’t have the skirt or blazer with her as her mother had. "Laura smiled. She wants to fuck, quickly. I must be looking pretty good too.In Rhonda's apartment, she poured both of them a drink. Laura knew they both wanted to fall on the bed and fuck each other wildly, but they must act civilized and cool. They clinked glasses, their eyes already smoking, hands quivering slightly in excited anticipation."Her name is Earlene Farrell," Rhonda said. "I really don't know why I'm doing this. She's a total knockout, and very hot. I mean hot. She'll burn a hole.