It shot all over the front of my dress. He got out of the way and another lay next to me, kissing me and squeezing my breasts. I lay back and his hand...was up under my dress, and then his fingers were inside me. I told him I wanted him to fuck me, and he slipped his cock inside me and began to fuck me. As we fucked, several cocks were pushed in my face and I was able to go from one to another, sucking total strangers and enjoying their comments about what I was doing to them. The man fucking me. Quiet oblivion and bliss... all you need to do is say the word... one little word and it will be over... no effort... no strain... just a word... just say it... say it... is that so hard...??? so much to ask...???" and here calm and almost quiet begins to rise... soft tones replaced by deeper meaning... menace growing... a return to what was before and now... words clipped... the spaces between them more blinks than breaths and with my mouth still scant centimetres from her ear the torrent. Fifteen or twenty minutes went by, then I moved my hand slowly between her available breasts. Without her gown, it surprised me to see how easy it was to reach for them. I gently squeezed, pressed and weighed them and the more I played with her bosom the more I got carried away.Soon my mouth replaced my hands on her breasts, kissing and sucking one then the other and all the time moving my face in the valley between her two mounts of flesh. It must have awakened an urge in her sleeping body. ” he paused as I waited expectantly, “Christa, I am a woman. I am a woman and my name is Amber.”Strangely I was not surprised by this. All the pieces slid into place, and I saw a light in my friend’s eyes that I had never seen before. Amber was looking at me, and I recognized that I had seen her before in David’s moments of strength and certainty.“Amber…” I murmured, reaching out to touch her cheek, and felt the slight stubble of her masculine features. As I pulled her close for a hug, I.