Feature Writer: Boxlicker101
Feature Title: ANGEL 4
Published: 07.11.2007
Story Codes: Transgender
Synopsis: Angel enjoys another sexual adventure — Chapter 4: A T-girl’s Sex Life
Angel 4
On Friday morning, Angel Jones woke up smiling. She was happy because it was the last day of the work week, and because there would be a dance at the Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual and Transgendered Association that evening. She had been anticipating the event ever since her first night there, seeing it as a chance to mingle with her fellow members in a strictly social atmosphere. Still smiling, she went about her normal morning routine, ending with stepping off the bus a block from the bank and cheerfully walking the rest of the way to begin the day’s work.
Although she was still new enough, only two weeks on the job, that things were not completely routine, Angel encountered no problems and nothing unusual, until about two hours after she arrived. She heard somebody breathing against her back, and felt the palm of a hand cupped against her succulent ass.
“Good morning, Mr. Baker,” she greeted the owner of the intrusive hand. There was no need to look; she knew who it was.
“Good morning, Miss Jones. I’m glad to see you are settling nicely into the routine of the job.”
Angel knew she should have been angry, or at least annoyed, at the liberties being taken by her supervisor, but she also knew that she wasn’t. It certainly didn’t cause her any pain, nor did she feel any real animosity toward him. She regarded it as a bit of harmless fun for the man, and it further served, in a small way, to affirm that she was a desirable woman. Her experiences over the last few weeks, especially with Lionel, had reduced the need for such affirmation, but she still liked getting it from men, especially those who did not know she was a T-girl. Mr. Baker didn’t stay long before continuing on his way, looking for another pretty young teller to fondle. He wished they were all as sexy and as acquiescent as his newest trainee.
Smiling, casually flirting with some of the male customers, handling most transactions on her own and getting help from more senior coworkers when needed, the day was a routine one for Angel. At closing time, everything balanced perfectly, and she closed and locked her cash drawer, starting to look forward even more to the dance that evening. It would be the first social event she would be attending there, and Angel expected to have some fun, and to get to know some of the members better. She was especially interested in Kenny, a handsome bisexual man who had expressed an interest, both in words and actions, in getting to know her better too. As she was frequently assured, it was a friendly place, with a lot of hugging but, the previous night, both of Kenny’s hands had been on her ass while he was embracing her. He was tall, broad-shouldered in his forties, making him over twice her age, which was exactly the kind of man Angel found most attractive, so she was not dismayed by his attentions, although she couldn’t help but think he should be more circumspect.
The meeting that night involved nothing new, and ended early. Because of the dance, many more people were in attendance, and they were dressed casually, but not as casually as usual. Even Lizzie was wearing a dress, instead of her customary jeans and flannel shirt. Angel wore the same blue knit dress she had worn to work, because the color flattered her eyes, and the clingy fabric would display her curves and allow her to move freely on the dance floor. After the meeting, Lizzie and some of the men busied themselves putting the tables and chairs away and setting up the music system, a CD player with some disks that included a variety of music. One of the regular members, after taking suggestions, had recorded them to reflect the multitude of tastes represented in the assemblage.
The first was a rock song, with an unusually strong beat. A young man whom Angel didn’t know very well was the first person to ask her to dance, and she joined him eagerly. The first number never lured many people onto the floor, so they had a lot of room, and she used it. Not since the ill-fated dance with Mike at the neighborhood pub had Angel had a chance to strut her stuff, and she made the most of it. Her superlative dancing ability, her uninhibited movements and, of course, her sexy body combined to make an excellent ice-breaker, and the floor was soon more crowded. Because of the nature of the group in attendance, men frequently danced with men and women with women, and not a single eyebrow was raised.
Kenny had not been present at the meeting, and he arrived almost half an hour after the dance started. Besides the first young man, Angel had danced with several others, even including her friend, Lizzie. Since they had both decided to refrain from telling anybody about their sexual encounter the previous Friday, their friendship had actually blossomed, and Angel had no qualms about dancing with the lesbian. The encounter had been pleasant, but not really very satisfying for either of them, and they had both decided there would be no repetition. If Angel had ever had any doubts at all, she had none after that evening. She was strictly interested in men.
Men such as Kenny. Having been lucky enough to arrive during a short break in the music, he had no problems approaching Angel and claiming the next dance with her. It happened to be a slow number, and he held her tightly, while they moved gracefully around the floor. Once again, his hand strayed to her curvaceous ass. She was quite attracted to him, and Angel had no real objection to a little fondling, but she felt the dance floor was too public, and she chided him for his excessive boldness.
“What about later on, in a more private place,” he responded.
That was as close as he had ever come to propositioning her, or asking for a date, and Angel didn’t want to discourage him. “We’ll see about that later,” she answered, smiling at him provocatively. He accepted her answer as a definite maybe, and kept his hands higher on her back after that.
Angel had a great time that night, dancing as she hadn’t danced for a long time. Kenny was her most frequent partner, but she shared a part of the floor with most of the men there, and even Lizzie again. Having observed her graceful and sexy moves, the person who was in charge of the music that night suggested that the lovely T-girl might want to dance an exhibition for the group. This proposal was greeted with great enthusiasm, and Angel was not hard to persuade. Her hope, and one of the main reasons she was working in London, was to go on stage, as a singer and dancer, and whatever else she might be called on to do. The dance floor at the GLBTA seemed like an excellent place to get a taste of what she wanted as her real career, and to get a reaction from a real audience, friendly though the membership was.
Her first number was a hard rock song with a very strong beat, and Angel really got into it, her feet twinkling over the floor as her breasts swung and her hips shimmied. It only lasted a few minutes and, when it was done, there were loud calls for “More!”, especially from the straight or bisexual men. Kenny was one of the most enthusiastic. The next song selected by the man controlling the music was more of a bump and grind type, and Angel gave her best interpretation of a stripper on a stage, except that she remained fully clothed. It was also greeted with loud enthusiasm. The third and last was a slower rock number by the Beatles, and the sexy young T-girl put everything she had into it. By the time she was done, even some of the primarily gay men found themselves having erotic thoughts about Angel. Everyone congratulated her on her stellar performance, and some even suggested she should turn professional, which was just the kind of reaction the she had hoped for.
The dance resumed after that, and Angel was even more in demand as a partner. Kenny seemed to have something of an inside track for her attentions, and he made the most of it. When the dance was ending, and “Good Night, Sweetheart” emanated from the speakers, he claimed the privilege of the last dance. As they held each other closely, he brought up their conversation from earlier that evening.
“Okay, it’s later. Are we ready to see about it yet?”
“See about what?”
“You told me you didn’t want my hands in certain places, such as here,” and he reached down and patted Angel’s ass as he spoke. “I asked you what if we were in a more private place, and you said you would see later. Well? Is it later enough?”
Angel smiled at his proposition and, this time, she didn’t complain about where his hand had just been. She had never learned to be coy, and the idea of sex with Kenny seemed like an excellent one, and something she would also enjoy, probably at least as much as he would. Angel hadn’t done any fucking or anything else since her session with Lizzie’s strapon the previous Friday, and her urges were strong. Kenny had a need also, and Angel felt his need as well as hers, because his cock was pressing against her through his pants and her dress. It didn’t seem to be fully erect, but it could probably reach that state quite quickly, with the proper stimulation. She shifted her position slightly, so her pubic area pressed against his leg, letting him feel that her clit was in a similar state. Even so, she wanted to know more exactly what he wanted to do.
“What private place do you have in mind?”
“My flat.”
That was alright with Angel. If Kenny had said something about the back seat of his automobile, or some other uncomfortable place, she would have rejected that idea and suggested her flat. “That sounds private enough,” she responded.
A few seconds later, the song, the last dance of the evening, ended, but Angel and Kenny continued hugging each other on the dance floor for a few seconds longer. After saying their good nights to their friends, Kenny led her to the parking lot, where Angel was impressed by his big luxury car. Apparently, he was quite well off, she decided. That fact did not hold any great importance for her.
Her impression of his financial status was borne out when they arrived at the block of flats where he lived, and he parked in the basement garage. An elevator took them to the lobby, where the doorman greeted them, addressing Kenny by name, and pushed a button to signal for another elevator to transport them upstairs. On the ride up to his floor, they stood side by side, with their arms around each other, but were otherwise discreet. They were both aware of the surveillance camera, and didn’t want to put on a show for any observers who might have been monitoring the lift. Once they were inside his flat, however, all restraints disappeared. Angel had accompanied him there because they wanted to have sex with each other. They were both well aware of that fact, and there would be no coy protestations.
They embraced warmly, their tongues greeting each other and Kenny’s hands caressing Angel’s curvy ass. While they were near the front entrance, they did their roaming over her dress, but they both knew his hands would soon be on her bare skin. When the kiss ended, they proceeded, each with an arm around the waist of the other, to his bedroom. Standing by the bed, they kissed again, their tongues entwining even more passionately, and Angel felt his hands fumbling with the zipper on the rear of her dress.
“Just a minute,” she said, and reached back to open the clasp above the zipper. “Okay, now go ahead and unzip me.” He was eager to do as she asked.
With her zipper all the way down, Angel pulled her arms from the sleeves of her dress letting the garment fall to around her flaring hips, where its own snugness held it in place. She was pleased with the way Kenny eyed her well-filled bra, and was aware that he could not be certain whether she wore padding, or had silicone implants, or was completely natural. Angel decided to tease the man a little before letting him find out, and she briefly turned her back to him.
“Unhook my bra,” she instructed Kenny. After he had very gladly done so, Angel turned back so they were face to face again, smiling provocatively, with her hands holding the bra cups in place, with her dress still hanging from her hips.
She didn’t make him wait very long, before flinging her arms out at her sides, including the hand that was holding her bra. Angel didn’t announce “Tah-dah”, but she might as well have. Kenny was captivated by the succulent breasts before him, and he could see there was nothing ersatz about them. This was especially obvious when she rolled her shoulders, causing the luscious globes to sway and dance. He eagerly reached out for them, and held one in either hand while he leaned forward and started licking her nipples. They were already erect from the sexual fun that Angel had been anticipating all evening with the burly, dark haired man. Kenny was anticipating the same activity, but he had a request he wanted to make first and, although his tongue was immensely enjoying itself by fondling Angel’s nipples, he raised his head to make it.
“You are really beautiful, even more than I expected, Angel, and I am really looking forward to making love with you tonight. But there’s something I want to do with you before we do anything else. I want us to take a shower together.”
“A shower together?” This was a new idea to Angel, but she was not at all averse to it, and could see a lot of potential. “Sure. Sounds like fun.”
It sounded like fun to Kenny too, but he had another reason, and he wanted to explain it to the woman who would be sharing the needle spray with him. “It’s not that I think you’re dirty or anything like that. I just always really love to eat a girl’s pussy before doing anything else.”
She understood fully then. Angel was aware that men and lesbians such as Lizzie often like to do that with a woman but, given the other function of her pussy, she would not have expected any man to want to press his tongue or his lips against her there. It would be a new sensation. Angel liked experiencing new sensations, and this one seemed to promise a lot of fun, so she was eager to take a shower with Kenny. She was also aware that there could be other benefits.
Angel pushed her dress the rest of the way down, picked it up from the floor and carefully hung it over the back of a handy chair. She had taken her shoes off at the door, so she sat on the same chair, removed her stockings and dropped them on the floor, leaving her clad in just her French knickers. Their front bulged with evidence of her arousal at the fun sex she expected to have that night and, she hoped, the next morning with Kenny.
Although he had been more interested in watching Angel removing her clothing, Kenny had also unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it on the floor. When she got up from the chair, he sat down and peeled off his socks, because he had also left his shoes at the front door. Wanting to match her level of nudity, he pulled his pants off and left them on top of his shirt. Clad only in boxer shorts, and displaying the same arousal as Angel, he took her hand and led her to the bathroom.
While waiting for the shower to warm, they embraced again, letting their tongues renew their own acquaintance. As Kenny’s fingers slipped inside the waistband of Angel’s knickers and started to pull them down, she unsnapped his boxers, and they fell to the floor, so he could kick them aside. Carefully working the elastic around her erect clit, Kenny pulled the silky garment down around Angel’s knees and let it fall the rest of the way. She stepped out of the knickers and her right foot deposited it on top of his shorts. After one more kiss, tightly holding each other’s naked bodies, they decided the water was warm enough and stepped into the shower.
The washing began with Angel scrubbing Kenny’s muscular shoulders, and working down to his ass. She was a bit surprised at how toned and muscular he was, but she was not surprised at the scattered body hair on his back. When he had removed his shirt, she had noted the hirsuteness of his chest, which was also something she liked to see on a man. Knowing his intention of carefully washing the insides of her ass cheeks, she did the same for his, and ended by inserting her soapy finger into the hole, partly for fun and partly so he would do the same for her. Kenny chuckled, and then it was his turn to provide her with the same service.
The soft, smooth skin of Angel’s back was a delight to Kenny’s hands. She held her hair out of the way while he washed his way down toward the primary reason for being in the shower together. The soap he was using was very mild, having been bought just that day specifically to use on Angel, if and when she came to his flat. Her curvaceous ass was another delight. Kenny had told the truth about his reason for showering together but, as he knew he would, he was also enjoying her nakedness in there with him. After finishing her back and her hips and buttocks, Kenny was ready for the main purpose, and he wanted to do a really thorough job of it. He knelt behind her, and placed his hands on her lovely ass.
“Bend over and spread your cheeks,” he instructed, and was delighted at the vision that met his eyes when she did.
Her skin there was creamy white and unblemished and surrounded a delicate pink rosebud, one of the most appealing things Kenny had ever seen. He rubbed soap into the washcloth and gently applied it to the area, especially the puckered part around the cute hole. Wondering if Angel felt as good back there as she looked, he lightly caressed her, and found her skin to be soft and smooth, an even greater treat to his fingers than it had been to his eyes. He was really anxious to get his tongue on the delightful place where his finger tips had just explored. And, as Angel had hoped, he inserted his soapy finger and fucked it in and out a few times.
After carefully rinsing the entire area of her pussy, Kenny washed Angel’s legs and feet. The next place to wash was her front, and that was equally wonderful in its own way. Angel could have easily washed her own breasts, but Kenny expected it to be so much fun, he didn’t want her to. The delightful globes felt just as good under running water as they had when they had been standing by the bed, and he took longer than he really needed to. He would have been willing to wash her clit and balls, but Angel took the wash cloth and soap from him and did it herself.
Anxious to get through with the shower and into bed, Angel quickly washed off Kenny’s hairy chest, although she did take the time to kiss each of his nipples when she finished with them. She spent longer on his cock, fully erect by then, and impressive in its length and thickness. It looked as if it was bigger than that of George Parker, and she could see he was hung better than Lionel, but his erection was smaller than the strapon Lizzie had used on her. Angel expected to have Kenny’s cock in her mouth during some of the cavorting they would be doing, and she knew it would be much better clean than otherwise. After washing and rinsing his balls, they were both clean and naked and, following some quick work with the big, fluffy towels, they were ready for bed, and what they would do for each other there.
During the brand new experience of having her pussy meticulously washed by a man, Angel had experienced some thrills that were well beyond her still rather limited sexual adventures. “If his soapy fingers had felt that good, how much better must his tongue be?” was her thought. She could hardly wait to find out and, after Kenny had prepared it by pulling back all the coverings except the clean fitted sheet, Angel eagerly climbed onto the bed and lay on her back. He was just as eager, and mounted the bed right behind her.
Her pussy wasn’t the only part of her body that would be enjoying the attentions of Kenny’s mouth, nor would Angel have wanted it to be. The first other part was her mouth, as the naked pair embraced, and pressed their lips together, letting the two tongues renew their acquaintance. He was a very aggressive kisser, and seemed to be an aggressive lover, just the kind of man Angel liked, especially when she was as eager and as sexually ready as she had become during the course of the evening.
They kissed again, long and hard on the lips, until Kenny broke it off and started kissing his way down Angel’s soft throat, finding the pulse spots and increasing her already high level of arousal. When his mouth reached her luscious breasts, Kenny leaned over her body so he could start licking the nearest of the lovely pair. Using wide strokes of the flat of his tongue, interspersed with short dabs of just the tip, he thoroughly licked her breast, before switching to its equally succulent twin. After licking that one the same way, he opened his mouth wide, enveloped as much of the lovely globe as he could, and sucked on it while his tongue caressed the rigid nipple and her areola. Angel’s upper body squirmed on the bed from the delightful things Kenny’s mouth was doing and, when he switched to the other breast, her sensuous movements thrust it up between his lips.
Knowing how aroused Angel was already, from her sighs, the movements of her body and the erectness of her clit, Kenny didn’t spend as much time on her breasts as he might have done. He was eager to get to an even more enticing place. When washing her pussy, he had found her so alluring there, that he wanted to start applying his tongue as soon as he could. He raised his head from the breast he had been sucking and licking, and smiled down at the lovely T-girl.
“Are you ready for this?” he asked her.
Angel knew what he meant, and she smiled and nodded her head. She was unsure what position she should be in, but it obviously wouldn’t be lying on her back, so she rolled over onto her belly and got to her hands and knees. Kenny handed her some pillows and told her to pile them under her waist and hips. Angel took his suggestion. When she was in position, Kenny knelt directly behind her, placing his hands gently on her ass cheeks.
“Okay, reach back and spread your cheeks for me.” Avid about what would be a new experience and certainly a highly enjoyable one, Angel did so.
Once again, Kenny gazed raptly at the lovely pussy that appeared in front of him. Even from inches away, her skin was creamy and flawless, and her rosebud was just as delightfully pink and puckered. He leaned forward and placed his tongue at the top of the inside of one cheek and started slowly licking his way downward. The surface was soft and smooth and vibrant, like a living satin pillow, and felt even better to lick than it had to his fingers. Twitching his tongue, up and down, he allowed it to meander along the inside of the first of Angel’s cheeks.
The tongue that was starting to caress that extremely sensitive place felt even better than Kenny’s fingers had, and Angel shivered with delight at the strange and incredibly erotic sensation. Her clit became fully erect as he licked slowly downward, all the way around her rosebud and between there and her scrotum. Wanting to continue holding her cheeks open to help Kenny do what they were both relishing so much, Angel shifted the positions of her knees so she could start rubbing her clit against the pillows under her body. They didn’t provide enough resistance to be really satisfying, but Kenny’s tongue felt so good against her pussy, she didn’t want to move even one of her hands to stroke herself.
Angel’s pussy felt just as good to Kenny’s tongue. When he licked down the first cheek, he skirted her puckered area, wanting to come back to it later. Moving slowly and covering the whole area, he licked her crotch below her rosebud, and started up the inside of Angel’s other cheek. Once again, he avoided the puckered area, until his tongue returned to the spot where his caresses had started. He didn’t hesitate, but started down again, this time applying more pressure, letting his tongue navigate the area he had avoided before. Kenny’s mouth stayed where it was, pleasuring Angel and himself, but he smiled inwardly when she started fucking her pussy back against his face. He was extremely happy it was so good for her, because that divine place against his mouth felt perfect to him.
As Kenny’s tongue continued worshipping her pussy, Angel’s whole body writhed from the incredible pleasure that was saturating her, and she involuntarily fucked back against it, as she would have against a cock. The only thing wrong was that the stacked pillows still weren’t doing much for her as she rubbed against them. Angel remained reluctant to use one of her hands to stroke her clit because they were both needed to help Kenny eat her pussy. The level of her pleasure climbed higher and higher, and she urgently needed to cum, but didn’t quite know how to make it happen.
The man eating her pussy knew how. As Kenny’s tongue completed its second circuit, this time caressing the puckered area of Angel’s adorable rosebud, he reached a hand around to gently take hold of her clit. Slowly, because the position was a rather awkward one, he stroked it back and forth, but he mostly concentrated on what his tongue was doing. By then, it was alternating between directly laving Angel’s delightful pink hole and probing with just the tip, actually making a slight penetration into the place that his cock would soon be cramming full. When he felt her clit throbbing and jerking in his hand, he left his tongue pressed snugly against where it was and stroked her faster.
Wave after wave of pleasure flooded Angel’s body from her clit, which was being pumped by Kenny’s hand and from her pussy which was being caressed by his tongue. The former took command, and she climaxed, ejaculating all over the sheet and the pillows under her body. He continued stroking her until she was through cumming, but he didn’t stop licking her for a few more minutes. When Kenny finally removed his face from her pussy, Angel relaxed against the pillows, needing to catch her breath after her great initial orgasm. He got up, moved the nightstand closer, and picked up a bottle of Aqualube and a condom. When he got back on the bed, Angel rolled over onto her back and smiled at the sight of them in his hands.
“That was wonderful, Kenny. Nobody’s ever done that for me before.”
I’m glad you liked it, Love, because I really did. Are you ready for these things now,” he asked, holding out the condom and the lubricant. He had also brought the washcloth, and hung it over the edge of the nightstand where it would be easily available.
She didn’t answer aloud, but Angel got back onto her knees and leaned against the pillows,with her hands holding her cheeks open again. She considered this to be the best position for applying the Aqualube, but hoped Kenny would want to use the missionary position. If he didn’t, she was unsure how to suggest it, but she hoped he would.
Kenny smiled again at the lovely place he had just licked so thoroughly and started to prepare himself by rolling the condom onto his cock. He opened the bottle of lubricant and placed the neck against the small hole Angel was creating for him. With a slight twist, it was inside her, and he squeezed the plastic sides to squirt in a big dollop. “Better more than enough than too little,” he told himself, and squirted in more.
Angel shivered with delight, first at the feel of the bottle in her pussy and again when she felt the cool lubricant gushing into her. She was even more delighted when she felt Kenny’s finger easing into her and spreading the lubricant all around the inside of the hole where his cock would be momentarily. He even spread some of the Aqualube around on the puckered area. After he removed his finger from her, she knew he would be coating his cock with the same substance, and she eagerly anticipated what he would do after that.
Turning partly onto her side, Angel looked at Kenny. “Do you want me lying on my back,” she asked, hopefully.
“Yes, please. I really like the missionary position.”
That was the answer she wanted to hear, and Angel shifted some pillows under her hips and lay on her back, her legs spread and her arms reaching under her body so she could spread her ass cheeks for his penetration. Kenny approached her, holding his cock aimed at the hole that was his target, smiling in anticipation of the great fucking he and the beautiful T-girl would be sharing. Angel smiled back, with the same thoughts in her mind. When Kenny took hold of her legs and raised them so her ankles were resting against his shoulders, Angel’s smile grew even broader, and she moved her fingers more closely together to pull her pussy farther open for him.
Briefly, Angel felt the blunt tip of his cock pressing against the hole she was holding open for it. She had the delightful sensation of him moving it up and down to spread the lubrication better, followed by the exquisite pleasure when he wedged the head of his cock into her pussy. There was no pain at all, not even the minor amount she had felt in the past, just a burst of pure bliss. She and Kenny exchanged happy smiles, and he thrust another inch of his shaft into the hole that was making it so welcome.
With that much of his cock imbedded in Angel’s pussy, Kenny no longer had to guide it, so he placed the palms of his hands on her thighs. His right hand was wet and clean, and she didn’t feel any Aqualube on it. Apparently he had wiped it off with the washcloth while she was turning onto her back. Later, that same hand would fondle her clit, bringing about another orgasm, but first he would use it and its mate to press against her legs for leverage in squeezing his big, thick cock into Angel’s well-lubricated pussy. Another firm thrust drove it halfway into her and elicited a blissful moan.
She could feel her pussy being stretched by Kenny’s thick shaft and the attached love channel being stuffed, radiating pleasure out from the path of the cock that was filing it so well. Even better, her prostate gland, or rear clit, was being massaged by its head. Bolts of delight crackled like lightning out from the contact whenever she moved, which was constantly, because Angel’s body was already writhing in front of Kenny, and there was still a lot of his cock that hadn’t yet been crammed into her.
It would be soon, but neither of them was in any hurry. Angel continued holding her pussy open for him, and Kenny thrust forward again, another two inches easing into its tightness. As the broad head of Kenny’s cock surged more deeply into her pussy, Angel felt more and stronger currents of joy washing through her body from its entire length. He drew back and plunged it into her again, even more deeply this time. Angel fucked back to meet him and the rest of his shaft became imbedded inside her. They stayed like that for almost a minute, the lovely T-girl’s body thrashing on the bed from the incredible giant waves of bliss that crashed back and forth through her whole being.
Kenny was getting tremendous pleasure too, from Angel’s body as she pitched and tossed under his admiring gaze. The tight, slick inside of her pussy massaged the entire length of his cock with every movement she made. Her moans and whimpers delighted him, because he felt so good about what he was doing for such a sweet and beautiful woman. The movements of her body were a visual delight as well as a physical one, the way her luscious breasts swayed and bounced alluringly as she moved. As he had been when Angel removed her bra, he was totally captivated by the complete naturalness of her beauty.
Angel was totally captivated by what his cock did for her after Kenny started slowly fucking it in and out. Every thrust of the thick shaft stretched her pussy anew and expanded the adjacent channel. Best of all was the way it continuously massaged her rear clit, while it was going into her, all during its presence in her pussy, and while it was being slowly drawn out. Kenny’s big cock plunged in and out of Angel for a long time, and her pleasure mounted steadily, until it was higher than it had ever been. She gasped and sighed and sobbed with joy; it was the best fucking she had ever gotten.
There was a small difficulty. Although Angel was approaching ecstasy, her clit was still only semi-erect. Because of the climax that she had while Kenny was eating her pussy and stroking her there, it hadn’t completely recovered yet. What she needed was to hold it in her hand and fondle it or, better yet, have him take care of that need.
Kenny continued slowly thrusting his cock in and out of Angel, feeling his own pleasure steadily mounting. From the wild gyrations of her body, she appeared to be on the verge of a tremendous orgasm, but her clit was not fully erect yet. He wanted her to cum, followed by his doing the same, because he had always been convinced that nice guys finish last. With somebody as desirable as the lovely T-girl in his bed, he definitely wanted to be a nice guy. It wasn’t easy, but he fucked her slowly, holding back his climax, and wanting Angel to have hers. Besides trying to be a nice guy, Kenny wanted to be a regular sex partner of hers.
Finally, she couldn’t hold back any more, and started reaching for her clit. When he saw what he was trying to do, Kenny breathed a soft sigh of relief and gently wrapped his big hand around it. “My clit!” she begged him. “Stroke my clit!”
He did, and was surprised at the way it quickly became fully erect after he had pumped it only a few times. Angel continued begging him to stroke her clit for her, and he gladly complied. As he pumped back and forth, in time with the thrusts of his cock into her, Kenny felt it start to throb in his hand, and he fucked her faster, with Angel matching his increased pace as she rammed her pussy back to meet him. He stroked her clit at the same speed.
After just a few seconds, Angel felt a tsunami of absolute ecstasy rapidly building up inside her body. It seemed to start from the tips of her fingers and toes and, especially from her pussy, where Kenny’s cock was pounding in and out. The massive wave concentrated in her groin, and she climaxed, thunderously, the best climax she had ever had. Semen shot from her clit and, when Kenny kept stroking her, it spurted out three more times, covering his hand with the viscous fluid. Angel relaxed totally when her tremendous orgasm was done.
Kenny did not relax, nor did he hold back any longer. He continued ramming his cock into the beautiful pussy that was still so tight and slick. His volcano of ecstasy, having been suppressed for a long time, exploded, and he blasted semen into his condom. He didn’t stop at just one ejaculation either, but continued fucking until he had squirted his cum twice more. After that, he was through.
“That was great,” he said to Angel, who was sagged into the bed, smiling, and with her eyes closed in bliss.
She opened them and her smile grew wider. “It was wonderful,” she responded.
Kenny felt a strong urge to lie down and cuddle with the beautiful T-girl in his bed, and he hoped Angel felt the same way. Carefully, he removed his cock, which was still almost completely hard, from her pussy. Before doing anything else, he stripped off his condom and set it on the corner of the bed farthest away from where they would be lying. He had learned many years ago that, before cuddling, it was wise to do so, and avoid a very unpleasant mess.
Kenny and Angel lay naked in each other’s arms, kissing and whispering about what a great time it had been. She was completely satisfied by her two orgasms, but wanted to do something more for Kenny, especially after he had eaten her pussy to give her the first one. That had been a great new experience, and one that she hoped would be duplicated by him and other men she had sex with, although she wouldn’t insist on it. Angel reached between their bodies and gently took his cock in her hand, holding it with her fingers at its base. It had gotten softer, but not very much, and she knew it would be covered with his cum. Licking that off was something she really wanted, as would getting his cock fully hard again and sucking him off. Angel gave her partner a lewd grin and, still holding his cock, got to her knees beside him. Realizing what she had in mind, and liking the idea as much as she did, Kenny grinned back at her, equally lewdly, and nestled his head in his pillow, prepared to be pampered and pleasured.
Not wanting to smear his juices on her hand, and waste some of them. Angel continued to hold its base, while she leaned over to lick everything off the tip. His semen was delicious, and the velvety texture of the head was a different kind of treat to her tongue. When that part was clean, Angel’s tongue traversed the underside of the ridge, and she made certain to lick the slit, where some drops were oozing out. The sensations her tongue received when it caressed his cock were marvelous ones, and Angel opened her mouth wide and slowly lowered her head to engulf as much of the long, thick shaft as she could.
Kenny’s cock was the biggest one Angel had taken into her mouth up until then, and she enjoyed every inch of it that she could accommodate. Her tongue caressed the hardening cylinder, sluicing off the cum that adhered to it and pleasing her taste buds, while the skin that was tightly stretched was a joy to her sense of touch. Slowly, she took it almost all the way in, stopping only when the tip was pressing against the back of her throat. Her gag reflex was acquiescent, and Angel took his shaft in deeper, until she felt the beginning of a reaction. That was as far as she would engulf his cock on that night, although she hoped it could go farther into her mouth during future sessions. Angel slowly raised her head until just the tip of Kenny’s cock was still in her mouth, and lowered it again until her lips were at the same place on his shaft. She repeated the same slow stroke over and over.
As Angel’s head bobbed up and down, she felt Kenny’s cock become fully erect in her mouth, giving her a very satisfying sense of accomplishment and even a small feeling of empowerment. Knowing she could give pleasure to men, at the same time as she was receiving it from them, gave her a magnificent feeling of self-worth, and more affirmation that she was truly a sensuous, desirable woman.
Kenny had no doubt of that at all. As a bisexual, he could enjoy sex with either men or women, and he considered Angel to be the sexiest woman he knew. Even so, her clit was anatomically identical to a cock, and he considered fondling her there, and getting it erect and sucking on it, as he would do for a gay man he might entertain in his bed. With that in mind, he held it gently in his hand, wondering how long it would take to get it erect enough to suck off.
“Do you want to 69?” he asked her.
Angel did not. Although she had enjoyed it immensely when Kenny stroked her clit twice before and helped bring about her great orgasms, what he had in mind was a different matter. Playing with a woman’s clit in the way he had earlier, was a perfectly good and right thing for a man to do while having sex with her, and Angel had received great pleasure, even ecstasy. However, what Kenny had in mind was taking her clit into his mouth and sucking on it, and treating it as a gay man would treat a cock. This was something Angel would never want a man to do, although she was very much enjoying doing something very similar for him. What she had between her legs was a clit, and it was fine, even wonderful, for a man to stroke it while fucking her or eating her pussy as Kenny had before, as long as he acknowledged and treated it as her clit.
“No, thanks anyhow,” she replied, briefly taking his cock from her mouth. Angel moved around until she was kneeling between Kenny’s legs, where she resumed sucking his cock. She had enjoyed the small taste of his cum a few minutes earlier, and wanted to suck him off and swallow a full load of the semen he would ejaculate into her mouth.
Angel discovered she actually preferred this position anyhow, because she enjoyed looking at her partner and seeing his reactions to what she was doing. After a few more long, slow strokes with her mouth on Kenny’s cock, she looked at his face. It was a mask of joy, with the eyes closed and a big smile. Obviously, he was not very distressed at not being able to suck her off. Happy that she was not actually depriving him of something he really needed to do, Angel continued slowly massaging his cock between her lips.
She continued for a long time, enjoying every minute and every stroke of it. Kenny was deriving tremendous pleasure too, and it got better and better every second. His whole body squirmed on the bed and he moaned in bliss at what Angel was doing for his cock. She knew he would climax, and that would be the last of their sexual acts for the night, because she was already fully satisfied, except for wanting to taste and swallow a mouthful of his cum. Angel was in no hurry to bring about that happy event, though, because she so much enjoyed the sensation of his delightful cock going in and out of her mouth.
“Uh! Uh!” Kenny whimpered. He clenched his fists and struggled to refrain from fucking up into her mouth because he was aware that Angel would want to control the depth and speed of what they were doing. With a few more of those incredibly pleasurable caresses by her lips, he would start cumming. He hoped she would let him ejaculate into her mouth and that she would swallow it. That was what he always did with his male partners, considering it to be the normal thing, but he knew many women and even some gay men were averse to swallowing.
Angel was definitely not one of those women. When she felt his cock start to throb inside her mouth, she knew his climax was imminent. Angel held his shaft more tightly with her lips, and bobbed her head faster, using shorter strokes, while her tongue continued to lave the hard cylinder. She was enjoying everything about sucking Kenny off, including his joyful moaning and whimpering, and the way his body writhed in front of her. When she felt his cock jerking, she positioned her tongue to catch his semen, and moved her head up and down even faster than she had been.
Kenny gave a loud groan of exquisite pleasure, and he felt his climax rock his body. He couldn’t keep his body from spasming and giving a short thrust into Angel’s mouth, just as he ejaculated. She didn’t seem to notice, but kept sucking for as long as he continued cumming.
Angel caught the first gob of viscous fluid on her tongue, just as she wanted, and relished the flavor, before swallowing it, just in time to catch the second delicious spurt. The third tasted just as good, and she left the last two where they had landed, pleasing her taste buds, while she kept sucking. Nothing more gushed into her mouth, so she carefully took his cock out, holding it daintily in her fingers, to fully savor the taste of his semen and the feel of its thickness on her tongue. After swishing it around in her mouth, she swallowed it, even enjoying the sensation as it slid down her throat.
Still holding Kenny’s softening cock, Angel noticed a drop oozing out the slit, and licked it off before it could fall to the bed. She realized there was more of it inside his shaft, and she wanted to taste and swallow it too. Placing her hand at the base of his cock, Angel put her fingers on the top and her thumb at the bottom, right in front of his balls. Opening her mouth again, she bent over him so the head of his cock was resting on her tongue, and slowly started moving her hand forward, squeezing out the cum remaining inside. It was just as delicious as the rest of his juices had been, and she kept moving her hand until her thumb was right at the slit in the head. Angel thoroughly enjoyed the flavor and texture of that residue before swallowing it, and diligently licked off Kenny’s cock to get every drop that adhered to it. Finally satisfied that she had gotten it all, she moved up on the bed to once again lie beside the man who had shared so much pleasure with her.
It would be another first for her, but Angel was aware that people usually slept together after having sex, especially when it was as good for them as it had been for her and, obviously, for Kenny. She hoped that’s what he would want to do, because she was tired in a very happy and contented way, and didn’t want to have to get dressed and go home. Besides that, his bed was more comfortable and spacious than hers, even with both of them lying in it, and they would be able to have some more fun on the following morning.
Kenny definitely felt the same way. “Which side of the bed do you want?” he asked.
Having never in her life slept in the same bed as another person, Angel had no way of knowing what her preference would be. He did, though. “If it’s all the same, I’d rather you stayed on that side where you are now, so we can play spoons.”
Angel wasn’t sure what he meant, but she soon found out, and it was another thing she enjoyed that night. She lay on her side, facing away from him, and Kenny wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed his naked front against her naked back. She felt very safe and warm and cozy and wanted, and Angel completely relaxed, her head sharing the same pillow as his. In no more than a few minutes, she was sound asleep.
It took Kenny only slightly longer than that. Although sexed out, at least for that night, he was acutely aware of the gorgeous woman with the luscious curves who was sharing his bed. He was also aware of her long, blonde hair, which was tickling his nose. Even with that small inconvenience, on that night, he would not have changed places with any man in the world. Anticipating pleasant dreams involving Angel’s sweet and beautiful person, he followed her to the Land of Nod.
Being in a different place as she was, Angel was slightly disoriented when she awoke the next morning. It didn’t last more than a second; extremely pleasant memories came flooding back into her mind almost immediately, especially when she bumped against the sleeping form of Kenny. The weekend was already off to a great start, and she wondered what else would happen. The next two days were hers to do with as she chose, she had no obligations and almost no need to go anywhere.
Actually, there was a place where she had to go, and right away, so Angel got out of bed and walked, naked, across the carpet to the bathroom. After relieving herself and washing her hands and face, she returned to the bed, wondering whether she should try to sleep more or wake up Kenny for more sex. The sight of him, lying on his back as naked as she was, with his half erect cock peeping out from under the covers decided her. Angel did get back on the bed, but she had no thought of trying to get any more sleep. Carefully, she uncovered the man whose bed she had shared, intending to give him a very pleasant awakening.
Angel knelt beside him, almost at a right angle to his body, gently holding his cock in one hand and supporting her weight on the other, while she leaned forward. Reaching down with her tongue, she pulled the head of his cock between her lips, followed by engulfing it entirely in her mouth. It immediately started getting stiffer, a feeling she relished. Kenny’s cock was still not completely erect, but it more than filled her mouth, so she started slowly stroking it between her lips. Angel was highly elated when she felt the tip pressing against the back of her throat, with no discomfort. She was not ready yet to risk setting off any reflexes, but she knew her technique was improving and she would soon be able to engulf the whole thing. Her tongue seemed to be able to reach out to lave more of his shaft also. Angel knew she was getting better at sucking cocks, and she hoped to get plenty of practice, mostly because she so much enjoyed doing it, but also because she would be able to give her future partners even more pleasure.
“Well, this is certainly better than an alarm clock,” Kenny said to himself when he suddenly woke up to one of the most pleasurable sensations he had ever felt. The scene that met his eyes was a visual delight as well. Angel’s gorgeous, naked body was kneeling beside him, her lovely breasts swaying gently as her head, with its cascade of blonde hair, slowly bobbed up and down, as she sucked his cock in and out of her mouth. Another treat for his eyes was seeing that shaft of his being enveloped and released by her very pretty mouth. The very best sensations were the ones his cock felt as Angel’s tongue caressed it while she stroked it between her lips.
Wanting to let the beautiful T-girl know he was awake, but not wanting to startle her, Kenny reached out and softly touched her nearest leg. It worked. The next time she raised her head, Angel raised it all the way and took Kenny’s cock out of her mouth to turn her face toward him and grin at him lasciviously. “Good morning,” she greeted her bedmate, but the interruption in sucking his cock was brief. Angel immediately enveloped Kenny’s cock in her mouth again, and resumed bobbing her head to stroke it in and out. He returned her greeting, but said no more than that. As far as he was concerned, her mouth was very well occupied already, and he had no wish to interrupt her by starting a conversation.
Angel also changed her position on the bed, so that Kenny could fondle her leg or play with her pussy if he wanted to. She hoped he would want to, and that he would stroke her clit, which was as hard by that time as the cock that was giving so much pleasure to her mouth. His hand there would be delightful, but she hoped he wouldn’t want to suck on it. After turning down his offer of a 69 the previous night, she felt even more strongly that she wanted her clit to always be thought of and treated as a clit. Regardless of the admitted similarity, she would never, in any way, want it treated as a cock, by a bisexual or gay man or, especially, by a woman. If he asked her about that, she would have no problem telling Kenny exactly how she felt. Angel liked him a great deal, and wanted to continue their cordial relationship, including frequent sex together, but that would have to be understood between them.
He may not have known Angel’s thoughts, but Kenny definitely wanted to do more than just lie passively and be sucked off. Although he didn’t know why she had turned down his suggestion of mutual fellatio the previous night, he wasn’t worried about it. After Angel moved closer, his left hand reached out to stroke her nearest leg and continued upward, reaching inside her succulent cheek to gently fondle her pussy. To Angel, it felt so good that she moved closer, right next to his side, and spread her legs to give his hand better access. Kenny took advantage, of her nearness, and the fingers of that hand started caressing her pussy, tracing around her lovely pink hole, and even stroking across the puckered area.
Angel continued sucking Kenny’s cock, taking more of it into her mouth than before. She loved every sensation she was getting from it, just as she loved what his fingers were doing for her pussy. Very briefly, she felt a slight disappointment when he removed them, but they returned seconds later, feeling wet, something like his tongue had felt the night before. One of them pressed against her pussy, also the way his tongue had, and suddenly plunged inside.
A bolt of pleasure shot through Angel’s body from the place of penetration. She murmured her happiness, as well as she could with her mouth so delightfully full of Kenny’s cock, and went on sucking him off. He began thrusting his finger in and out of her, all the way to his knuckle. It felt marvelous. Although too short and thin, when compared to his erect shaft, to really give her a thrill, his finger was able to massage her rear clit, although not as well as his cock had. After a few strokes, Angel started fucking back to meet his finger as it plunged into her pussy, and she sucked his cock at the same tempo.
After a few more minutes of mutually pleasuring each other, Kenny twisted his torso enough that he could easily reach across his chest and started to fondle Angel’s clit. Feeling how stiff it was, he took it gently in his right hand and stroked her, matching the pace of that hand to what his other hand was doing for her pussy and what her mouth was doing for his cock.
For the next ten minutes, they sucked and fucked and stroked, the silence broken only by their moans of exquisite pleasure and the slurping noises Angel sometimes made on those strokes when she especially enjoyed the feeling of his cock filling her mouth. Kenny broke the silence.
“I’m almost ready to cum, Angel.”
She already knew that, but appreciated being told. Her lips closed more tightly on his cock and she sucked him faster, and with shorter strokes. Kenny started driving his finger into her pussy and pumping her clit at that same speed, and quickly felt it throbbing in his hand Neither one was racing; except to the degree they both wanted to cum at the same time but, if they had been, it would have been almost a photo finish.
Kenny’s cock jerked in Angel’s mouth, and she briefly stopped sucking, and caught a big gob of his delicious semen on her tongue. The delightful flavor and other sensations were enough to push her over the top, and she also climaxed, squirting her cum onto his hand and down his arm. She continued sucking and he continued stroking, until they had both ejaculated twice more, Angel getting a tasty mouthful and Kenny getting a sticky handful, which he licked off when she wasn’t looking.
After their mutual orgasms, they both relaxed, Angel’s upper body sprawling across Kenny, with his cock still halfway in her mouth. She felt it softening, and sucked on it, wanting to milk all the semen from it. His finger remained embedded in her pussy, and it still felt good but, after her climax, she thought of herself as being through with sex for the weekend, except for savoring and swallowing all the cum that Kenny still had to give her. They lay there while his cock grew soft in her mouth, until he realized he had another need that had to be taken care of. After gently removing his finger from Angel’s pussy and his cock from her mouth, he slid out of the other side of the bed and hurried into the bathroom to relieve himself. When he returned, Angel was lying, naked and happy on the bed, her clit flaccid and her mouth smiling.
“I say, how about a shower and going out for some breakfast,” Kenny suggested.
Those sounded like two fine ideas to Angel. She was sweaty; her pussy was still smeared with the lubricant they had used the previous night, and her belly and her legs were sticky with her own semen. She was hungry too, from her exertions on the dance floor and in bed the previous night and that morning. Angel got out of bed and joined Kenny, who turned around, and they strolled into the bathroom together.
Their shared shower was faster and more businesslike than the one the previous night. There was less fondling, although they did wash each other, and Kenny’s finger found its way deep into Angel’s pussy, which made her giggle and arch her back to help him get it in as far as possible. After drying each other off, she used one of the toothbrushes that Kenny keeps on hand for overnight guests and rinsed her mouth with some of his Listerine. She wrinkled her nose slightly when she picked up the knickers and bra she had tossed or kicked aside so hastily the night before but, since the only other choice was going out without them, she put the lingerie on. Kenny put on clean clothing from his closet and dresser drawers, and they took one elevator to the lobby and another to the garage where his car was parked.
Over omelets and bacon and lots of coffee, they talked about what they had done the previous night and that morning, and what it meant for the future. Angel told him of the limits she wanted to set on what could be done to her clit, and why she had those limits. Kenny readily agreed, and was glad to know why she had refused his suggestion. In the future, he wouldn’t even ask.
They also agreed that there would be a future, that she would spend some nights in his bed with him. They liked each other very much, and the sex had been great, but neither wanted to make any promises or any kind of commitment to anything even remotely resembling exclusivity. They might decide to do so after a while, but they really hadn’t known each other long enough yet. With both of them having a clear understanding of their future and non-future together, Kenny drove Angel home and walked her to the front door of her building. They kissed goodbye, and she unlocked the door and let herself into the lobby.
Angel took the lift to her floor and walked down the long hallway toward her flat. She would have to change her clothing, and she had other things that wanted doing. Hers was the second door from the end, and she thought she saw Lionel unlocking the last door, which would be to the flat on the corner of the building.
“Lionel?” she said, inquiringly. When the man turned to face her, she saw it was someone she had never seen before.
“No such luck,” he answered when he saw what a beautiful woman had addressed him. “Is that your flat?” Angel nodded her head.
“Then we’re neighbors,” he continued, as he approached her and offered his hand. “My name is Harold Carpenter.”
“Angel Jones. It’s nice to meet somebody after living here for over two weeks.”
“It’s nice to meet you too, Angel. I’m not really unfriendly or standoffish, but I usually work late, and I mostly just come here to sleep. Since my divorce, it seems like working and sleeping is all I do.”
Angel could see why she had mistaken Harold Carpenter for Lionel. Both men were big, over six feet tall, with broad shoulders. Harold looked to be older, with a military appearing salt and pepper mustache and streaks of grey in his hair. Overall, her impression of him was that he was a very solid man, who could be a good friend, and whom she wanted to get to know better. He smiled again, at the very beautiful young woman who was his neighbor, turned away and walked through his door. Angel unlocked her door and entered her flat.
THE END OF CHAPTER FOUR