.. to kiss your cock" Your finger slipped between your lips, "and that you would fuck me, fuck my face, my mouth, my throat!" "Would you do that, Sir... Would you do that?" Your fingers rubbed your lips as you paused, your eyes glisten with moisture. I simply smile... "Continue, sweet one." "Sir,” You have pulled your chair forward and are now leaning even closer to me as you whisper. “As I was thinking these things, my own hands were in my mouth, I was raping my mouth with my own fingers.... All the way down my belly, down tomy...My vagina. My cleft, my pussy, my cunt. It was surreal, dreamlike,realizing my mind was trying to come to grips with the difference, liketrying to focus on what was now between my legs would help me make senseof how completely new and unknown the rest of my physical self was nowto me. And this woman before me...I wanted her to touch me all over, Icaught myself imagining her fingers, her lips. I seemed to barelyremember the last time I'd been with a woman,. She popped her head round the door. “Sorry, I can’t sleep. I heard your phone so I thought you’d be awake” she said.I told her to come in and regretted it instantly. I turned on the light as she walked towards my bed; she was wearing nothing but see-through pyjamas. I couldn’t help but stare. See, the truth is, I had always wanted her. No other women, just Rachel. It had all started in High School when we had played ‘Truth or Dare’ and we had been dared to kiss each other. After that, we got. I smiled as I saw why she had hesitated. The blouse was slightly more revealing than normal and her black bra was fairly visible. It was lacy and very pretty. Then I noticed how visible her nipples were…even through her bra.I snapped off a few pictures and then I asked her to undo a button. A couple more pictures then I asked for another button to open. Mom cooperated with me even though I was getting her to become more and more sexy. When the forth button was open I reached out and folder her.