“Remember to breath” I said to myself as I grip the carpet, this was the first time him and me were fucking and he did say I wouldn’t be able to...handle it… Now I see why. This guy had to have at least 14 inches of black meat, and I do mean black. When he started to pull out to the tip, I swear I probably took only three inches before he pushed back in, I felt him let go of my hip and the coldness of the lube dropping on my ass, and yes it helped a lot, his big meat pushed in deeper now and it. SNAP.....SNAP...SNAP."Stop." I said. "Linda, you aren't doing that hard enough. Assume yourposition in front of me." When she did, I gave her two hard lashes butnot on the ass. One on each breast! The birch left a long thin welt onthe sides of each breast. Each stroke brought a yelp and tears to hereyes. Then I told her to continue with Cathy. This time, she whippedher with a will. It took her 30 strokes to reach Cathy's ass. Another30 to reach her shoulders. By now, the strokes were less. She wanted to dart across the road, but traffic was so heavy. She hit the crosswalk button. “Miyu! We should talk! I'm a futanari, too!”But Miyu didn't hear Yoshiko's shouts. She moved with a brisk, determined pace, other pedestrians on the sidewalk melting out of her path. Her gray skirts swirled about her thighs. Yoshiko sighed as the exchange student rounded the corner.“We'll never catch up to her,” Yoshiko sighed, hitting the crosswalk button again. “Stupid light.”...Who was she?... “A. I slept well that night.When I got to school the next day, I was so excited and wanted to tell all my friends about my experience, but I decided I would keep it my secret. Then I thought about getting home and getting to my bedroom to try masturbating again.When I got home, mom told me she had to go to some sort of meeting and would be gone a few hours. I told her everything would be OK. I could take care of anything that would come up.When she was gone I was so excited. I could go to my room.