Everything grew." Does it get hard?"I nodded."Have you used it, boned a girl?"I shook my head and blushed."Nothing to be ashamed of. Perfectly normal.... Sometime it just get s hard, you know, for no reason, in class, even in church." You'll get over that. Do you play with it?"I nodded.'That's OK too, that's normal, healthy. But sex is even healthier." He looked at my form. "Hm, you're fifteen. That's a problem. If you have sex, it better be with somebody your age, under sixteen. That's the magic. He fell asleep at the table, a cup of wine in his trembling hand, and his guards had to haul his corpulent body to his bed. I took it upon myself, as the last remaining son at hand, to escort the lovely, and I was sure virginal, bride. She smiled at me shyly and held my arm to her lithe body as we mounted the stairs. I was surprised her breasts were so firm and so firmly corseted."I fear," she whispered, "that your dear father will do me little harm tonight." Nor little good," I whispered,. I pushed my dick in and she moaned an ohhhhhhhh of delight. It was tight, but I could tell she was not new to a dick in her rosebud hole.David was now humping my slightly sore ass, but I didn't care, I was in the middle (literally) of the greatest sex in my life. I felt so gay with David kissing my neck and his cock up my ass, but so horny to be ass fucking such a fine little babe.We pumped in unison and we were both hard and a little sore, but as I came to realize about gay and bi guys, we cum. Inreality she was just only a few years older than I was as a woman. Andwe seemed to really connect despite or maybe it's because I'd been awoman before. I don't know. All I know is that it really felt good tohave someone else to talk to and not worry about every little word orif I was being masculine enough in their presence. "I've never been to the Big Apple," she said. "And I've always wantedto go there."I could see where this was heading and I didn't object to it."Well, Ella," I said, "come.