Feature Writer: Boxlicker101
Feature Title: ANGEL 6
Published: 02.12.2007
Story Codes: Transgender
Synopsis: Angel celebrates Christmas with a new friend — Chapter 6: A T-girl’s Xmas Affair
Angel 6
Angel Jones was unsure what Christmas would be like for her that year. It would be the first one away from her family, and really she did miss them, although not as much as one might have expected. Ever since starting the process of changing her gender, Angel had been something of an embarrassment her parents. They professed to love her, and there was no reason to doubt their sincerity, but Angel had the impression they would rather love her from a distance than in proximity to their friends and neighbors in her home town. She had exchanged holiday cards with them, and she would telephone them on Christmas Day, but that would be the limit of their contact that year.
She had no other close relatives and no school chums whom she would want to see again. During her childhood, Angel had no really close friends and, after the advent of the gender change, no friends at all. Partly because of her infatuation with George Parker, she had not formed any friendships of any durability with her coworkers in that city’s branch of the bank where she was currently employed. Their affair had ended badly and, under no circumstances, would she ever want to see that man again. There were some residual warm feelings toward his brother, William, but not strong enough to make Angel want to renew the relationship, especially since it would probably mean seeing George again.
At her current posting in the main office of that same bank, she had several cordial relationships, especially with Millie Dobbs and her other fellow tellers. They were still somewhat at arms-length, because Angel had been reluctant to tell anybody about the gender change. She thought of herself as being 100% a woman and, from the words and actions of others, she knew she was a beautiful and desirable one. Angel wanted to be treated as a woman, regardless of how she had become one, but she knew many persons would think of her as some kind of freak, or a pouf in disguise. Eventually, she might tell some of her most cordial acquaintances, especially Millie, who had been something of a mother figure ever since Angel’s first day there, but she wasn’t ready yet.
There was a small get-together, with beer and wine and snacks available, scheduled after closing time on Christmas Eve. Angel would attend the gathering and socialize for a while, being careful to avoid letting Mr. Baker corner her, especially if he happened to be emboldened by a few drinks. The Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual and Transgendered Association had an afternoon party scheduled on Christmas Day, and Angel definitely intended to go there. She might even leave for home with one of the men, most likely Kenny, if the opportunity arose, and she thought it probably would. The holiday would certainly be different for her than it had ever been while she was living with her parents.
The event, which was held in the employee break room, was more congenial than Angel had expected, and she stayed later than anticipated. She had bought a new Christmas dress, and she was wearing it. It was red, with some white trim and, like most of her dresses, it was short and made of a clingy knit fabric. Angel liked the way such garments felt on her and the way they showed off her feminine curves. As she continued with the hormone treatments, those curves were getting sexier and more feminine. She had also bought new red French knickers and matching bra, both trimmed with white lace. The latter was a size larger than she had been wearing. Angel wondered if she would soon have to buy all new clothing, as she had done shortly after her arrival in London. Her shopping spree at that time had been fun, and she really enjoyed the way her new things felt on her body and showed off her good looks, but it had been a very expensive excursion.
Angel hobnobbed with Millie, keeping the older woman between herself and Mr. Baker. Millie was aware of her friend’s ploy, and cooperated whole-heartedly. Their mutual supervisor would like nothing better than to get a chance to fondle Angel, and touch her on whatever places his hands could get at, but he had no interest in doing the same to Millie. She was too old and too heavy to interest him. Cheryl and Bobbi and Meg, also young, attractive tellers were there too. Millie provided them the same protection from their lecherous supervisor, and the five women enjoyed chatting and otherwise spending time with one another. The other four women all expressed admiration for Angel’s new dress, and the sexy way it fit her, and they probably would have done the same for her new lingerie, if it had been visible. Although none of the men said anything about it, Angel could tell, from the way their eyes were drawn to her, they also admired the clinging way the garment fit her body and showed off her fair skin and long, blonde hair.
Angel noticed that Constable McGowan, the bank guard, was there too, and thought about taking the opportunity to get to know him better. She was aware, from the looks he often gave her, that the retired bobby found her extremely attractive. She was quite attracted to him too, as he was large and muscular, with iron-grey hair, and exuded an air of self-confidence, all qualities in men that Angel found to be highly appealing. That he was much older than she was more of a positive than a negative consideration. On her arrival in London, Angel had attempted flirtations with two handsome younger men, and the result both times was the man threatening her with violence when he learned that she was a T-girl. Since that time, she had avoided callow young chaps like them in favor of older men, who were so much more worldly and so much less judgmental. She always let the man know, very early in the relationship, that she was a T-girl and, so far, none of the older men had attached any importance to that fact.
The conversation of the other women turned to gossip about mutual acquaintances, a thing Angel almost always eschewed. She decided to seek out the company of the constable, who was sitting slightly apart from the rest of the group.
“Do you mind if I join you,” she asked, holding her white wine spritzer in her hand. She had been sipping at the same plastic tumbler since her arrival; Angel wasn’t much of a drinker.
“Not at all, Miss Jones. I’d enjoy your company.” The friendly man moved over, and Angel sat on the chair next to him.
“I see you’re drinking coffee,” she commented. “I would have expected you to have a pint of ale in your hand.”
“That’s what I would have, Miss Jones, but I’m still on duty, until everybody has left. My employer would look very harshly on me if I was to be drinking anything stronger than coffee.”
“Your employer? Don’t you work for the bank?”
“Not directly. I work for Acme Security, and they assigned me here.”
A bit surprised at hearing that, Angel thought about it. Technically, she and the constable were not coworkers. She was even more surprised when he imparted further information to her.
“And, after this evening, I won’t be working for anybody.”
“Really? You mean you’re retiring from Acme too, besides from the constabulary?”
“That I am. Officially, I will be retiring on the first of the year, but I’m going to use up the last of my vacation time, so I won’t be back here after tonight. Tomorrow, I’ll drive down to see my mum, and spend the rest of the year with her and some other family.”
Angel was rather disappointed to hear that. She would certainly miss his handsome, friendly face. At the same time, it meant her policy of remaining romantically uninvolved with her coworkers no longer applied in his case. Not only were they not employed by the same people, the constable would no longer even be working in the same building after that evening. She shifted closer in her chair, leaned in his direction, and let her smile become even friendlier. He responded by also moving closer, so their arms and shoulders were lightly touching, and his hand was resting on hers. Aware that Christmas Eve was very likely the last time he would see the young woman next to him, who looked sexier and more beautiful than ever that evening, the burly guard cleared his throat, having something important to say to her.
“Can I call you ‘Angel’?” he began by asking.
“Of course. In fact, I wish you would. I know your first name is Dennis.”
He was quite gratified to learn that Angel had been interested enough to find that out, and Dennis continued. “You probably know that I have always been very attracted to you, ever since I first saw you. I hope you don’t think I’ve been a foolish old man.”
“Not at all. Yes, I have noticed you sneaking looks at me, and I’ve quite enjoyed it. I have always been very fond of you too, even attracted to you. As far as I’m concerned, you’re neither foolish nor too old.”
Dennis was even more gratified, even elated, to hear that. Ever since he first saw the lovely young blonde, he had fantasized a sexual encounter with her, and such an affair was still frequently in his thoughts. He leaned away from her briefly but, when he leaned back, his arm was resting on the back of Angel’s chair. She nestled the back of her neck against his muscular arm and turned to smile warmly at the owner of it. Dennis turned in his chair, placed his other hand on hers and smiled back. Angel realized they were getting more personal, and considered telling the friendly and attentive man more about herself, when he removed any necessity.
“I have a confession to make, Angel. As I said, I’ve always been very attracted to you, ever since you started here, and I looked up information on you in Acme’s confidential records. I learned you’re a Transgendered person, and were a boy less than four years ago. I hope you don’t object too much to that invasion of your privacy.”
Angel was surprised to learn that her secret might be out, but she saw no point in denying the truth of what Dennis had just said. “Have you told anybody else?” she asked.
“Oh, no, I would never tell anybody something as personal as that. Unless you’ve told them, nobody here knows about it, nor will they ever know from me or from Acme. Nobody at your last posting did either.”
Angel knew the last statement was not correct, but felt there would be no benefit in mentioning George Parker. She was confident that he had never told anybody about what they did together while working overtime, and that he would always be too embarrassed to tell anybody in the future. Then she realized some other salient facts. Dennis McGowan was not really a coworker and, even if he had been, that evening would mark the end of his service in proximity to her. Furthermore, and much more important, even though he knew she was a T-girl, he was obviously still romantically interested in her. The attraction she had always felt for him evolved quickly into sexual desire, almost to the point of lust. The only thing that might stand in the way of an affair with him that evening would be his reluctance, and she thought there was little likelihood of that. Angel wondered how long it would take for the rest of the people to leave, and if he would like to go somewhere with her, such as to bed in her flat.
Bobbi and Cheryl had left, but Millie was still there, standing guard over Meg, who seemed quite fascinated with a young man from the Home Loan Department. Even as Angel watched, the smiling couple came to her, wished her and Dennis a merry Christmas, and walked out the door, holding hands. Millie, three of her young charges having left unmolested and the last seeming to be well protected, repeated the sequence less than a minute later. Mr. Baker came over to wish Angel a Merry Christmas also, and Angel reciprocated. It didn’t bother her, but he seemed to be rather miffed at her evident interest in a man whom he considered to be his social inferior, and hers too, especially when that man was even older than himself.
Others had also been leaving regularly, until the party reached the point where it was no longer a party, just a few people sitting around eating and drinking. After the last of the group straggled out the door, Dennis turned to his tablemate. “Well, Angel, I guess it’s just you and me now. Can I give you a lift somewhere?” He was hoping for a certain answer, and it was the one she gave him.
“Yes. How about a ride to my flat, and I hope you can come in and have a drink with me, now that you are really off duty.”
Angel had learned it was important to make one’s meanings known rather than being excessively subtle, especially with forthright men like the one beside her. His interest had obviously not waned, nor did she want it to do so. Dennis’s arm was around her shoulders and he was gently squeezing one of her hands. Her other hand had been caressing his thigh under the table for the last several minutes, and Angel was starting to consider moving it a few inches so it would be fondling his cock. She had never been less than open about making her wishes known.
Dennis slid his arm down to around her waist, gave her an affectionate squeeze and patted her leg. “I’d like that a lot but, to be honest, I quit drinking years ago.”
That’s okay. I don’t really feel like drinking any more anyhow.”
They got up from the table and, after the constable had verified the bank’s security measures were operating properly, Angel walked out the door that he was holding open for her. After turning on the alarm and locking the door, Dennis escorted her to his car and opened the door. He held it to let her enter, and closed it behind her. On the ride to her flat, even less coy than usual, Angel’s hand on his thigh was close enough that the tips of her fingers were rubbing his cock, and feeling it becoming erect. She was very much looking forward to the next few hours, maybe even the whole night and tomorrow morning, and it was extremely obvious Dennis had the same thoughts.
After unlocking and closing the front door behind themselves, the eager couple hurried across the empty lobby to the lift. Angel pointed out the security camera when they entered, so they kept their hands off each other during the ride up and the walk down the hall to her flat. Once they were inside, with the door safely locked behind themselves, all restrictions vanished, and they embraced and kissed as they had both been wanting to do all evening, and for months before that. They were wearing long coats against the fog and chill of late December in London but, after they had been removed and hung up by Angel, his hands were all over her luscious curves, while she fondled his cock through his pants, smiling at its size and state of erectness. The evening promised to be vastly more fun than she had anticipated that morning.
After their bodies separated, Angel removed Dennis’s uniform jacket and, while he sat down and took off his brogans and socks, hung it over a chair and kicked off her red pumps. With her wearing stockings and him barefoot, they entered the bedroom, knowing what they wanted to do. Neither of them pretended that their intentions were anything other than having sex. Standing beside the bed, Angel removed Dennis’s tie and unbuttoned his shirt. He turned around, and she pulled the shirt off, and peeled off his undershirt as he raised his arms to aid her. His clothing was deposited on the chair by the bed, and it was his turn to undress her.
Angel stood with her back to Dennis, and he unhooked the clasp on her dress and pulled down the zipper. While she stripped the sleeves from her arms and let the garment fall until it hung from her hips, he unhooked her lacy, red bra. Angel is justifiably proud of the size and overall beauty of her breasts, and she is also aware that new sex partners, all of whom would know her to be a T-girl, would always wonder if they would prove to be partly padding, partly silicone or all natural. When she turned to face Dennis again, she held the cups in place, letting him remain curious for a few more seconds.
She’s not really a tease and, when Angel pulled her hands away, letting her breasts bounce free, the view presented to Dennis was well worth the few seconds she had made him wait. The show got even better when she rolled her shoulders and moved her upper body, letting her lovely, creamy bosom dance and sway in front of the highly appreciative man. He expressed that appreciation by moving forward, cupping one of her breasts in either hand, and bending forward to start licking the erect pink nipples that topped off their near-perfection.
After a few seconds, although she enjoyed his ministrations, Angel had a suggestion to make. “I really love what you’re doing, but let me lie down in bed, and you can lick my nipples some more. It’ll be a lot more fun there, for both of us.”
There was no denying her logic, and Dennis straightened up and smiled at the beautiful woman who would be lying in bed with him in a few seconds. She smiled back, pushed her dress down over her hips and off, and stepped out of it. Clad only in her stockings and lacy red French knickers, Angel hung the dress over the back of the chair, pulled the coverings down and off the bed, and climbed on to lie on her back with her head nestled in a pillow. He was still wearing his uniform pants when Dennis followed and knelt beside her. Once again, he cupped Angel’s luscious breasts in his hands and bent down so his tongue could start paying homage to the nearer of the twin beauties.
Although not a skilled lover, he was enthusiastic, and the caresses of Dennis’s tongue on her nipple had Angel happily sighing almost immediately. Her pleasure increased as his mouth switched to the second of the lovely pair and treated it the same way. For a long time, Dennis licked her nipples, as Angel grew more and more aroused, and her clit got harder, tenting her knickers. Abruptly, she realized that he was very unsure of what to do next, and that she would need to take over and keep things moving to enhance their mutual pleasure.
“That was great, Dennis,” she told him, sitting up. “But, now it’s my turn to do the same thing for you.” Angel slid off the bed, got to her knees beside it, and looked expectantly at Dennis, waiting for him to sit with her between his legs.
Angel had been correct in thinking that Dennis was somewhat unsure and inexperienced, but he certainly knew what to do next. He sat up and pushed himself along the sheet until he was at the edge of the bed, with his legs on either side of her. Angel reached out and unfastened his pants and he raised himself so she could pull them down and all the way off. She set them aside and went after his Y-fronts, needing to be more careful with them because of the big erection he had. Using one hand to hold his cock out of the way, and the other to pull the waistband down, she was able to position the elastic under his balls. After that, it was easy to hook her thumbs in the elastic around his hips and pull the shorts down when he raised his ass from the bed. The most difficult, although highly enjoyable, part was that, while undressing Dennis, the cock that was waving less than a foot in front of her face was so demanding of her attention. It was the biggest that Angel had ever seen. It was so big that she knew she might have some trouble squeezing it into her pussy, but it was surely going to be fun trying.
First, she wanted to have some fun with her mouth. Wrapping her hand around it, Angel noted, happily, that she couldn’t even reach halfway around his big shaft. The head of Dennis’s cock was big and purple, and reminded Angel of a huge grape lollipop. It felt much better on her tongue than any candy ever had, though, and she licked the whole surface, and under the ridge, before enclosing it in her lips. She wasn’t quite ready to start sucking on it, so Angel took it back out of her mouth and, starting at the base, slowly licked it all the way up to the slit. That felt so good that she did it some more, caressing the sides with her tongue also, pressing the hard cylinder against her cheek and the side of her nose as she did.
Angel very much wanted to suck Dennis off, and hoped she would be able to do so later. Just then, however, her pussy was clamoring for the attention of his cock, and her clit was eager to be stroked. What she needed was to fuck. After that, she wanted to take his cock into her mouth, hopefully getting a big mouthful of his cum to swallow. Holding the object of her lust in her hand, she asked: “Are you ready for the main event?”
He was very much ready. Dennis was having one of the hottest nights of his life already, and he knew it had just started. He was so eager and aroused that he could hardly trust himself to speak. Although he didn’t know exactly what the sexy T-girl wanted to do, he knew it would bring him immense pleasure, so he nodded his head in response to her question. Angel looked up at him with her beautiful blue eyes, smiled, and got to her feet, turning her back to him and taking a step toward the chest of drawers beside the bed.
She stopped and, looking over her shoulder at the man sitting on her bed, Angel smiled and slid her red knickers all the way down her long legs and onto the floor. Naked except for her stockings, she bent forward slightly and reached back with her hands to spread her ass cheeks and show him the delightful tight, pink hole where his cock would soon be made welcome. It was most gratifying to see him smile and lean forward, as if he could hardly wait. She didn’t want to wait any longer than she had to either, so Angel stepped out of the knickers, peeled down and pulled off her stockings, and went to the top drawer to fetch the Aqualube and a condom. She had bought medium and large sizes, both with molded pleasure bumps, and she took one of the larger ones, removed it from the wrapper, and returned to the bed with it and the lubricant.
“Hold onto this for a minute,” she requested, handing him the plastic bottle.
Angel rolled the condom onto Dennis, took the Aqualube back from him, and coated his cock with it. “Okay, now you get my pussy ready,” she told him, giving back the bottle and climbing back onto the bed. On her hands and knees and leaning against the pillows that she had piled up underneath herself, Angel spread her cheeks and waited for Dennis to get her ready.
Following the familiar feel of the Aqualube gushing into her pussy and being spread by a long finger, Angel started to get off her knees. She wanted to use the Missionary position but, before she could finish moving the pillows and lying on her back, she felt Dennis’s hands holding her open with the blunt tip of his cock pressing against the place that had just been prepared. Realizing what was about to happen, Angel quickly moved the pillows to lie flat on her belly and reached under her body, to use her fingers to pull open her pussy. They were still in place when she felt the head of Dennis’s cock squeezing between them and wedging inside her. Although she would have preferred to be on her back or get on top in the cowgirl position, Angel had no objection to fucking while lying face down as she was then. She knew his big, hard cock would give her tremendous enjoyment in any position.
Pleasure already throbbed through her body from the initial penetration. Angel moved her finger tips around her pussy, stretching herself farther open and making sure there was no loose skin to be caught, or any other potential problems. Finding none, and with everything as it should have been, Angel started looking forward to being taken to heights of ecstasy.
The trip was quickly underway. The next thrust by Dennis drove almost two more inches of his hard, thick cock into Angel’s pussy. As wonderful as it had felt a few seconds earlier, the increased stretching of her love hole and expanding of the attached channel made it even better. The head of his cock reached her prostate gland, what she always thought of as her rear clit, and the molded bumps on the condom massaged that extremely sensitive place, sending great bolts of raw pleasure rocketing through her body. Angel moaned blissfully, and slid a pillow under her waist, presenting her pussy even better to the man who was already doing such a terrific job of cramming it full. Once the pillow was in place, she reached back again to continue holding herself open, wanting all of Dennis’s cock inside her.
He wanted the same thing, so he moved his hands from her cheeks to her shoulders for better leverage, and continued thrusting his cock more and more deeply into her. Finally, Dennis felt his pubic hair brushing the soft skin of Angel’s pussy when he finished a stroke. He stayed like that for a minute, not moving, and enjoying the way the beautiful blonde squirmed joyfully on the bed under him. She turned her face toward him as far as she could, and he bent forward and kissed her cheek.
“My cock sure loves your pussy,” he whispered to her. “It’s so tight and hot.”
“Well, my pussy loves your cock just as much. It’s so big and hard. Now, give it to me good, but nice and slow.”
Dennis did what she wanted, drawing his cock almost all the way out of Angel’s pussy, pausing for a few seconds, and plunging it back inside her. While continuing to hold herself open, she writhed in pleasure under him. The pleasure bumps worked perfectly, and Dennis’s cock did everything she wanted it to, and did it as well as it had ever been done. The hard, thick cylinder stretched open Angel’s tight love hole and its adjacent channel, and raked the molded pyramids across her rear clit, both going in and coming out. The next long, deep stroke was even more thrilling than the first one had been, and the following one was even better.
As Dennis fucked her pussy with long, slow strokes, Angel’s clit became as stiff as his cock, and she urgently needed to stroke it. The Aqualube was almost fully liquefied by then, and his cock was gliding in and out with almost no friction. She no longer needed to hold her pussy open, so Angel slipped her right hand under her body and wrapped it around her clit. With her left arm positioned under her face, she would be able to push back from it and meet the thrusts of Dennis’s cock. The next time she felt his big shaft surging into her pussy, she braced herself and shoved back to meet it. It was the best one yet; when their bodies came together, his sturdy hips squashed against her cheeks and his cock drove in more deeply than ever.
Over and over, Dennis plunged his cock into Angel while she fucked back to meet it. With every thrust he made into her, she stroked her clit at the same speed. Her level of pleasure built up rapidly to its apex, and Angel wanted to cum, but she would need a faster pace to make her orgasm the best.
“Faster, Dennis!” she implored him. “Fuck me faster. I’m ready to cum.”
Keeping his grip on her shoulders, he did as she asked, increasing his speed and plowing his cock into her pussy just as deep. Angel pumped her clit in time to the faster strokes, and felt her orgasm collecting from all her extremities and concentrating in her groin. Her clit throbbed and jerked in her hand, and she knew it was time.
“Oh! Oh! Oh!” she whimpered in rhythm with the thrusts of Dennis’s cock. “OH!” she cried out joyfully as she climaxed, spurting her semen onto the sheet under her.
Angel continued stroking her clit and ejaculated twice more before she was through cumming. With a great feeling of happiness, she relaxed onto the bed, knowing she was smearing her juices all over her body. Angel didn’t care. They were smeared there almost every time she fucked, and were easy to wash off, and her first climax of the night had been well worth a bit of mess. Angel hoped she would cum again, and it would be even half as good.
Dennis continued ramming his cock into her pussy. Once he knew, from the way she relaxed under him, that Angel had finished cumming, he slowed down again, wanting to take a long time before his own climax and wanting to give her another orgasm before they were through. He moved his hands to her soft, womanly hips and slowly stroked his cock in and out of her, just as deeply as he had before.
After catching her breath, Angel resumed thrusting her pussy back to meet the slow movements of Dennis’s cock. With the tremendous pleasure his long, thick shaft was giving her, it would only be a few minutes before her clit was stiff enough for her to start fondling it again. She placed her hands beside her face for leverage. The next time his cock burrowed into her pussy, Angel fucked back to meet it, until his body and hers came firmly together. They both moaned blissfully, and he slowly drew back for another deep thrust.
That one and the next one and many more after that drove Dennis steadily closer to his climax. He could still hold back, but only for a few motr minutes. “I’m almost ready to cum, Angel,” he whispered to her.
“Me too,” she whispered back. “Really give it to me now! Long and hard!” Angel’s clit had become fully erect again, from the building pleasure, so she reached under her body to start stroking it, and placed her left forearm, once again, under her face. “Yes! Like that!” she encouraged him as his cock plowed all the way into her pussy.
“Ah! Ah! Ah!” Dennis sighed as he increased the speed of his thrusts, driving his cock into Angel faster and faster. His climax was building up inside of him like a giant volcano, almost ready to erupt.
“Uh! Uh! Uh!” Angel whimpered in time to the faster strokes. Her hand pumped her clit at the same pace, and she felt pleasure piling up inside her, from what Dennis’s cock was doing for her pussy and from what her own hand was doing.
“Yes!” she cried out, ecstatically, as she climaxed. Semen spurted from her clit twice before it stopped, and Angel’s body collapsed onto the mattress.
“Ahhhhh,” Dennis howled jubilantly as he also climaxed, driving his cock even deeper into Angel’s pussy. Over and over, until he knew he was through cumming, he thrust into her, before sprawling on top of her back, to lie peacefully for a few minutes. As he lay there, his cock softened and slipped out of the place where it had given and received so much joy.
“Dennis, that was wonderful,” Angel whispered to the man on top of her. There was no need to whisper; nobody else would be able to hear them anyhow, and they had been quite loud just minutes earlier, but they both liked the intimacy.
“It was great for me too,” he answered, and slid off her to lie on his back.
Angel turned over and sat up. She knew that Dennis’s cock would be covered with his cum, and she wanted to lick it off and suck him hard again. While he lay on his back watching, she knelt beside him to remove the condom and set it as far out of the way as she could reach. Angel was a bit surprised that his cock was completely flaccid. Usually, after his climax, the man would still have a semi-erection, which she would take into her mouth until was hard again followed by sucking him off or by more fucking.
Angel didn’t know if she would be able to do that or not, but she was certainly going to try. Leaning over, she surrounded the limp morsel with her lips and used her tongue to pull it inside her mouth. She immediately relished the strong, delicious flavor of the cum that covered it. Angel swirled the soft cock around inside her mouth, pressing it between her tongue and the inside of her cheek, and sucking on it, getting all the semen off it and from inside it, but she couldn’t feel it getting any harder. She moved closer, so Dennis would be able to fondle her legs and anywhere else he wanted, but that didn’t help. Even though his fingers lovingly caressed Angel’s adorable pussy, his cock stayed just as soft as it had been when her mouth engulfed it.
“I’m sorry, Angel, but I’m afraid it just isn’t going to get hard again. At least not until the morning. A few years ago, I would have been ready for more by now, especially with your pussy in front of me and your mouth doing such terrific things. That’s just one of the problems about getting old.” Dennis felt really bad that he wouldn’t be able to pleasure himself and the beautiful T-girl any more that night, but hoped she would invite him to sleep in her bed with her, so in the morning, they could do more of what they had just finished doing.
Angel continued fondling the flaccid cock with her mouth for another ten minutes. It was fun, but she decided that, as Dennis had said, it wasn’t going to get stiff enough to do anything with it. She was disappointed, but mostly for him. Angel had enjoyed two great orgasms, and she was satisfied with them, but she had wanted to suck him off also, as she likes to do with all her partners. Finally, she gave up her efforts, already looking forward to the next morning, when they would be able to have more fun together.
“That’s okay, Dennis. Tomorrow is another day. You do want to stay here tonight, don’t you?”
“Well, I’ve sure been hoping to.”
After disposing of the condom and making the bed with a clean bottom sheet and exchanging a few whispers of affection and a good night kiss, they got into position to sleep. Both of them still naked, they cuddled up together, with Dennis behind her. His arms were wrapped around her body, and he would be able to fondle her breasts if he wanted. His cock, although soft, was pressed against her pussy, and she expected it to be hard in the morning, with morning wood if nothing else. Tomorrow would be Christmas Day, and she expected that they would be able to exchange some very nice gifts with one another, as good as the ones they had just enjoyed so much. With happy thoughts like those, and looking forward to the morning, they fell asleep.
Light was filtering through the window when Angel woke up. Although dim, it was bright enough for her to find her way around her familiar surroundings, so she would not need to turn on the light. She was completely naked, but didn’t feel any embarrassment, because the man behind her was equally unclothed. Angel went to the loo to relieve herself and perform a few quick ablutions. She would do more later, but she wanted to get back to Dennis.
He was sitting on the edge of the bed, sporting a prodigious erection. “Good morning, Angel, and Merry Christmas,” he greeted her. If you’re through in there, I really need to use it.” She smiled at the sight of his cock, returned his greeting and stepped aside so he could walk past her on his way to the loo,
A few minutes later he returned, his hair brushed back and his cock soft, but not as flaccid as it had been when they went to bed. Angel was quite confident she could coax it fully erect, and they would be able to enjoy a morning of sex. They began by sharing a warm, tight, completely naked embrace and kiss, giving their tongues a chance to greet each other also. The kissing continued, and Angel felt his cock pressing against her, as it started to stiffen. She reached down and held it lightly in her hand. It wasn’t ready for fucking yet, but it was definitely ready to be taken into her mouth.
They had been standing and facing each other by the side of the bed, and Angel maneuvered Dennis around until the backs of his legs were pressed against the edge of the mattress. She pushed him lightly; he sat down and she quickly dropped to her knees in front of him and smiled lasciviously up at him. Knowing what she wanted to do, and 100% in favor of the idea, Dennis spread his legs, and she got in between them, to held his semi-hard cock lightly in her fingers. Angel wanted to take her time and give it and her mouth a long period of pleasure, before getting into bed with him for fucking. If he only had one shot, she wanted it to be fired into her pussy, but while he was wearing a condom.
As usual, she started by licking the head of Dennis’s cock, one forearm leaning on his thigh, her other hand holding his cock at the base, and her tongue caressing him in concentric circles. Almost immediately, Angel felt the shaft stiffening, and the head getting harder, but she continued, until her tongue was licking around the ridge. She took her mouth away briefly and looked at Dennis’s smiling face. He really liked what the beautiful T-girl was doing, and she liked it at least as much.
With her tongue back inside her mouth, Angel bent down farther and took the head of Dennis’s cock between her lips. She started moving her lips up and down, caressing his cock with them and loving how it felt and how the head continued growing harder. She opened her mouth wider and lowered her face farther, letting his shaft slide more deeply inside. Once again, Angel used her tongue while slowly moving her face downward, licking the firm cylinder as she surrounded it with her warm, wet pleasure chamber. She reveled in the testure of his skin, stretched over the roundness, especially when she felt his cock getting harder, making the skin tighter.
Angel didn’t stop, but continued lowering her mouth, with her tongue caressing as she went, until the tip of Dennis’s fully hard cock pressed against the back of her throat, before letting it slide in even more deeply. She actually eased it partway down her throat without setting off her gag reflex. Using her fingers, she measured how much of the hard shaft was still not enveloped, and was elated that it was only slightly more than an inch. Although Dennis’s cock was quite long and thick, she was easily able to accommodate almost its entire length inside her mouth. With a little more practice, Angel was sure she would be able to fully envelop almost any cock, making her feel even more empowered as a woman.
Still moving slowly, and with her tongue active, Angel raised her head, paused, and lowered it again. Several more times, her mouth stroked her friend’s splendid cock, until she knew it was ready for what she really wanted, and was confident Dennis wanted also. It would have been great fun to suck him off, but her pussy needed the attention more than her mouth did. Holding his shaft lightly in her fingers, Angel raised her head, smiled at Dennis and stood up to go to the drawer to get a condom. The Aqualube had been left on the floor near the head of the bed, and Angel picked it up and knelt in front of Dennis again. After preparing his cock with the condom and a covering of the lubricant, Angel got back on the bed, kneeling there with her hands holding her cheeks apart so Dennis could prepare her for another session of fucking.
Her pussy was still somewhat distended from the tremendous workout she had enjoyed so much the previous night, and a residue of Aqualube remained, but Dennis added more, and spread it with his finger. With her pussy ready, Angel slipped a pillow under her waist and lay down on her belly. With a different man, who had a smaller cock, she would have preferred using the T-girl missionary position, or being on top of him imitating a cowgirl. However, it had been so wonderful the night before that Angel had no objection to doing things the way Dennis seemed to prefer. As long as she was able to reach under her body and fondle her clit to climax, Angel would derive immense pleasure from his choice. While one of his hands was at the top of her cheeks, holding them separate, her fingers were right at the oily entrance to her pussy, creating a hole for his cock to penetrate.
As she had the previous night, Angel felt the head of his cock squeezing between her finger tips. It wasn’t quite centered, so she moved slightly, and Dennis wedged it inside. A mighty burst of pleasure shot out from his point of entry, and he left it there for a few seconds. Angel moved her fingers around the rim of her pussy, making sure there were going to be no problems. Finding none, she arched her back, presenting her pussy better to the man who was about to cram it so gloriously full.
With the next thrust, the cramming was off to a great start. The opening and the attached love channel were expanded and, best of all, Dennis’s cock was starting to massage her rear clit. Angel moaned at the incredible bombs of pleasure exploding inside her as its head, encased in the pyramid-studded condom, pressed against her most sensitive place. With another thrust, her bliss multiplied, as his cock stretched her even more and raked her rear clit even more strongly.
As he had gotten from her on Christmas Eve, Dennis was receivinga great gift from Angel – some of the best fucking of his entire life. His cock was inside her pussy deeply enough that he no longer needed to guide it with his hand, nor did he need to hold her open any more. Angel’s fingers were taking care of that. He gripped her soft smooth shoulders, and prepared to work his cock all the way inside her, where he knew they both very much wanted it. With one more thrust, most of his big shaft was inside her hot, tight channel, and he drew back to drive it in the rest of the way.
From the excruciating pleasure that saturated her body, Angel’s clit was fully erect. The Aqualube left over from the previous night was completely a slick fluid, and the new addition of the lubricant was reaching that state. There was almost no friction between her pussy and the cock that felt so good, so Angel reached under her body to lightly hold her clit. The pillow under her waist, besides presenting her pussy to the man who was fucking her so well, gave her enough room to fondle herself there. Her other arm went under her face and, when she felt Dennis’s cock surging into her again, Angel fucked back to meet it. It glided all the way inside her pussy, and she could feel his pubic hair against her soft, sensitive skin. She moaned from the incredible bliss and, the next time she felt the thick cock burrowing its way into her pussy, she thrust herself back to meet it again.
Dennis continued plunging his cock into the lovely T-girl, and she met every stroke, taking its entire length into her pussy every time. The immensely happy man and woman didn’t say anything, except for the moans and sighs and other sounds they uttered in expressing their exquisite pleasure. This went on for a long time, and many strokes of Dennis’s cock and Angel’s hand on her clit, until he leaned forward and whispered into her ear.
“I’m getting close to cumming, Angel.”
“Me too,” she whispered back. “Fuck me faster.”
Dennis did what she wanted, because it was what he wanted too. He squeezed her shoulders more tightly, and sped up the thrusts of his cock back and forth into the lovely T-girl. Angel moaned as her level of pleasure soared toward ecstasy, and slammed her pussy back to meet him, while stroking her clit at the same increased speed.
“Ah! Ah! Ah!” Dennis crooned as his orgasm welled up inside his body. Oh! OH!” he cried, gutturally, as it erupted, and he climaxed, ejaculating into his condom.
“Uh! Uh!” Angel whimpered in time to the thrusts of the cock that was evoking her blissful sounds. She heard the man on top of her call out his joy, and knew he had cum. She was right behind him. “Yes!” she joyfully warbled as her orgasm exploded. Three times, Angel squirted her semen onto the pillow and sheet, before collapsing happily onto the sticky mess. Dennis totally relaxed also, sprawling on top of her and leaving his cock buried all the way inside her ecstatic pussy.
They lay in a happy pile for almost ten minutes, catching their breaths and resting and feeling good about themselves and each other. Dennis’s cock softened, until it slipped out of Angel’s pussy, and he moved over to lie on his back. She turned onto her side to face him. His cock had become flaccid, but she knew it was still covered in his semen, and that was something she didn’t want miss. Angel got to her knees beside him, peeled off the condom and set it on the corner of the bed. Unlike the previous night, she had no expectation that Dennis’s cock would stiffen in her mouth, but she engulfed it anyhow, wanting to enjoy the same delicious juices that had been such a Christmas Eve treat. After sucking everything out of his cock and licking everything off the outside and swallowing all the semen he had available for her, she raised her head and smiled at her friend.
He smiled back. It had been a fabulous night and morning, but it had to end. “Angel, it has been a terrific time with you, last night and this morning, and I really want to stay with you all day, but I can’t. Like I said at the party, I promised my mum I would call on her this afternoon. I’m going to have to go home and clean up first.”
“Do you want to take a shower here? With me?”
The thought of sharing the tiny shower stall with the sexy, naked woman who was thrusting out her breasts and smiling at him was tempting. However, Dennis knew there were other details he would need to attend to before going out of town, and it would be necessary to go home to take care of them. He was also aware that such intimacy as she proposed, although highly enjoyable, would end up being frustrating, because he wouldn’t be able to do what he wanted to do, and what she would want him to do.
“I’d really like that, but I’m going to have to shave and change clothes too, and that means going home anyhow.”
Angel was only slightly disappointed. She had loved the feel of Dennis’s big cock in her mouth and her pussy, and had been quite sexually satisfied by it, at least in the latter. She had also relished the taste of his semen, even though he had not ejaculated into her mouth. Not having a man cum from her sucking him off was a small disappointment, but one she could overlook, especially since she intended to go to the GLBTA that afternoon, and might make up for it with somebody she would meet there. .
“Okay, Dennis. I had a great time last night and this morning too, and I hope we can get together again. You have my phone number, here and at the bank, and you can call me when you’re back in town.” He started getting dressed in the clothing that had been stripped off and dropped on the floor the previous night.
“I’ll be sure to do that, Angel.” When he was through putting on his pants and shirt, she pulled her bathrobe on over her nakedness, and they went to the kitchen.
Dennis sat down to put on his shoes and socks, and stood up so Angel could hold his uniform jacket while he slipped into it, followed by doing the same with his outer coat. She unlocked the door and looked out. There was nobody in the hallway, so she opened her robe, letting him slide his arms around her naked body and caress her bare ass, while they shared a long, deep kiss that promised much for the future. She locked the door after him, and thought about what else she would be doing that Christmas morning. First she would shower, followed by eating breakfast and calling her parents. She would probably do some cleaning up before going to the GLBTA, where she anticipated having have a good time with her friends.
The first Christmas in the city was off to a very pleasant start, and might get better.
THE END OF CHAPTER SIX