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Fulfilling A Girl’s Male Fantasy Part 1

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“Get undressed,” the pretty brunette told me, and I obeyed. She was called Jennifer, we’d met the night before at the rock nightclub, and I’d thought that she looked gorgeous in her goth make up so she invited me back to her place. It turned out that she was eighteen and still living at home, so we locked her door and did our best to keep quiet as we fucked the night away. Now it was noon, her parents were at work, she was on half-term break from sixth form college, I had the day off uni and we were in the sitting room. We’d both put on the same clothes we’d worn last night when we got up, and she’d removed her make-up, but she was still stunning, her hair a bit messy and her ample breasts squeezed into her tight black lacy v-necked vest top. She took my hand when I was done, picked up a bag she’d brought from her room, and led me on to the cold tiles of the kitchen. “Now Jack,” she said, kneeling at my feet and rummaging in the bag, “This is a fantasy I’ve had for a long time, so please let me do this. I’m going to shave you, so keep very still.” She pulled out a razor and some shaving cream. Applying it to my left leg she quickly began shaving it with smooth, confident strokes. In no time my left leg was bare up to the hip, tingling, and she started on the right leg. That done, she turned me around to do my arse. I was quite enjoying all this, when she made me gasp in horror by plastering my balls and cock with shaving cream. Hoping she had a steady hand and keeping absolutely frozen still, I allowed her to shave my bollocks, the skin tight from the cold. The slight stinging was helped by her squeezing my balls a bit for a while, as she shaved under my navel. Up she went, any body hair disappearing quickly, finishing with my cheeks and chin, so that I was as smooth as the day I’d been born. Jennifer wiped the remaining cream off with a damp towel and stood back to admire her handiwork. “There,” she said smiling, “you look good enough to lick all over.” We returned to the sitting bahis şirketleri room, where she quickly stripped naked, throwing her knickers over my face so I could inhale the sweetness of her sweat and juices, and handed her clothes to me. “Now put them on, Jennifer. I’ll be Jack.” She began putting on my clothes. This was a new thrill, I thought, getting into her still-warm, black lace briefs, my stiffening cock poking out the top. Next I went for the black bra, and Jennifer gave me a bit of help, standing in my boxers, socks and unbuttoned white shirt, then gave me two little cushions to pad it out. While she buttoned the shirt and put my trousers on, I put on her garter belt and had fun putting on her black fishnet stockings, which felt nice on my bare skin. Jennifer admiring herself in the mirror above the mantelpiece, I got into her black mini-skirt, a snug and comfortable fit, although it restricted my movement a little, and then finally the vest top, which didn’t feel too strange with my shaved armpits. A bit of adjustment to my fake tits and I thought I was done, but then she brought the finishing touch: a pair of high-heeled stiletto shoes. I put them on and walked about, wobbling at first but soon swinging my hips like a good slut, making her giggle. We kissed, Jenny on tiptoe to reach my new height. She sat me down in an armchair, and got out some make-up. Delicately, she applied dark red lipstick to my mouth and outlined my eyes with black eye liner, so that when I looked in the mirror above the fireplace I could see that she’d given me her goth look. Again we kissed, this time for longer and more passionately. Her hands moved to my legs, moving up the stockings, under the skirt to squeeze my buttocks. I lifted the bottom of the shirt to slip my hands around the soft flesh of her waist. My lips moved down her neck, her head thrown back, and I found myself undoing my own shirt to get at her breasts. We kissed again, my hands cupping the warm firm shapes of her bahis firmaları tits, before I had to bend down to reach them with my mouth due to the high heels. Brushing the sides of the shirt out of the way, I kissed the sides, sucking and licking gently at the undersides and between them, teasing her until she grabbed my head and pushed it on to her right breast. Taking the hint, I began sucking on her nipple, gently pulling and nibbling at it with my teeth and flicking my tongue over it until it was hard and erect. I shifted my attention to the left nipple, rolling the right between my thumb and forefinger. Once her nipples were nicely stimulated, she covered them with the shirt again and pushed me down on my knees, my face now at crotch level. I undid the flies of the black trousers and pulled them down to her ankles, followed by my boxers, the smell of my own sweet sweat starting to mix with that of hers. Faced with a gorgeous, unshaved pussy, there was no doubt in my mind about what I had to do. Slipping my arms between her legs to reach her buttocks, I pulled myself towards her and began peppering her inner thighs with kisses, working my way slowly up towards her slit. I licked around the entrance and deposited a large glob of saliva in her dark brown pubic hair just above her clit, watching it roll down over it and mingle with the juices of her glistening cunt. As it formed to drip off, I held out my tongue to catch it and then slowly licked up her inner lips, pushing it inside her but keeping the speed agonisingly slow until she twitched with anticipation. Reaching her clitoris, I licked around it and under the hood, milking suspense for all it was worth. The circles my tongue was making gradually zeroed in on her clit, so finally I was burying my nose in her bush, sucking and licking, making her moan. Hungrily, I lapped and sucked at it, then dove down to stick my tongue in her hole, nibbling at the lips with mine before returning to her clit. Jennifer moaned and whispered kaçak bahis siteleri to me, caressing my head. To anyone looking through the open curtains though, it would appear that a short-haired brunette goth was deep-throating a short guy with long brown hair. As her legs began to wobble, she shuffled back pulling me with her, and fell into an armchair. Here I could more comfortably eat her out, and moved my left hand to stroke her stomach and my right to insert a finger into her. This allowed me to concentrate on licking and sucking her swollen clitoris while I finger-fucked her. Within a few minutes her moans turned to cries of ecstasy as she climaxed, secreting more and more juices, soaking my hand and running down my arm. I redoubled my efforts and added a second finger, which before long yielded a second orgasm, and then more. Finally, after over twenty minutes she became too sensitive, so I stopped, a little relieved as my tongue was feeling pretty tired. Getting up off my knees I straddled her lap, resting my bare buttocks on her bare legs, the fishnet and high heels at my ankles touching them at the edges too. Jennifer took my wet face in her hands and kissed me on the lips, thanking me, and for a while we hugged and kissed, her hands caressing my arse and the lace that divided it. I was almost painfully erect now though, and was wondering when she would return the favour. I needn’t have worried. Soon she began to squeeze my balls gently and to run her thumb and forefinger up and down my shaft through the material of her knickers covering them. Once she’d fully recovered from her orgasms, she asked me to stand up, and immediately knelt between my legs. Lifting the front edge of the black mini-skirt to tuck it into the waistband, and pulling down the front of the panties, she pulled my erect cock and balls out. Immediately she set about licking my hairless scrotum, taking each testicle on her tongue and allowing it to roll off, then licking repeatedly between them, leaving a glob of spittle on them. Her big brown eyes looked up at me as, her tongue extended, she caught the saliva dripping off and then slowly sucked each of my balls into her mouth individually, her chin shining with her own dribble.

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