Sydian: The Grad Dresser
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Frank sighed. "Cease the verbal alerts regarding fifteen-thirteen and fifteen-forty-three."
"Yes, Master."
"And contact Miss Forbes," Frank demanded. "If she"s home." He cycled three substantial breaths as he awaited the structure"s reply.
"She is home, Master," the house said. "Establish connection?"
"Yes," Frank barked impatiently.
"Connection established."
The distinctly feminine voice the man had come to cherish followed the mechanical voice of the computer. "Hello?"
Frank"s eyes fell as he heard the anguish in her tone. "Hello. Can I come see you?"
"Now?"
"Now is as good a time as any."
"Ok," said Charlie. "Bye."
"Call terminated, Master."
"Really?" Frank questioned sarcastically.
"Yes, Master." the house replied. "The other party distinctly said "Bye.""
"Shut up!" Frank snapped.
Across the courtyard that other party's eyes roamed the boxes containing her few belongings. Charlie had spent the night working off her nervous energy packing. She considered how she had moved following every past rejection. Before she had told herself it was for the sake of her next beau; so that no one would likely be in town to spread rumors about her. Now, she realized it was for her own sake as well.
Charlie still had some hope she had packed for naught when the house startled her, "Mr. Marshall, Milady."
Charlie sighed. "Let him in." She walked out of her guest room and down the corridor.
"Hi," Frank said, his face cloaked in a laconic expression.
"Hi," Charlie replied. She paused to lick her lips, and then tilted her head a bit to one side. "So...?" she prompted cautiously.
"It"s a Catch-22." Frank announced.
Charlie twisted her left cheek. "What?"
"An old book," Frank explained. "From the 1900"s I think. The phrase refers to a theoretical situation that is impossible in practical terms due to an inherent dichotomy."
Charlie shook her head slowly. "Please don"t play games."
Frank stood and walked to the woman, running his fingers gently through her golden locks. "What I"m saying is, you can"t ever become fully female for the right man, because the right man would never ask you to do such a thing. Your parents were absolutely correct; it should be your choice, and yours alone. And you really don"t want to, do you?"
Charlie pressed her lips together and nibbled at the seam. She shook her head side to side, trying not to cry. "No."
"Ok, then," Frank said. "I"ll never ask you to."
Charlie"s mouth gaped. "You mean..."
"Did you really expect," Frank began, "that after you admitted to the cardinal sin of being a Yankees fan, that a little thing like a dick was going to scare me away?"
Charlie"s features wilted. "Little?!"
Frank smiled. "I didn"t mean it that way. I meant it this way." He reached out and grasped the girl, moving her body to his and his mouth to hers. Although far shorter than their first kiss, both knew instantly this second exchange was by far the more important of the two.
Charlie looked apprehensively into his eyes as they parted. "What now?"
Frank put his palms on the girl"s shoulder and held her at arm"s length. "That depends. Do you really like who you are?"
Charlie nodded. "Yes, I do."
"I like who your are too." Frank smiled. "I can"t promise any more just now, but I am willing start there and see what happens."
Charlie blinked back a tear. "I knew you were the right man. I just hope I"m the right girl." She paused to sigh. "You can always change your mind, you know. I"ll still become a real girl, if that"s what you want."
Frank pulled the woman's to head to his shoulder, initiating a firm, yet gentle embrace. "No," he whispered. "Part of loving someone is accepting them for who they are. No matter what else happens, never imagine that you aren"t good enough for me or anyone else; just the way you are."
Annie lay on her back, spread her legs, and Vanessa slowly entered her. The girls kissed passionately as Vanessa plunged her dick until they were rubbing patches of fur together. I watched with my cock in hand as Vanessa picked up the pace making Annie moan with joy. I broke their kiss by sticking my pre-cum dripping cock in their mouths. They both eagerly licked and sucked it. Annie cums quickly when she has both holes filled and instantly announced to us she was cumming.
"YEAH, YEAH, GIVE IT TO ME, UH, UH, UUUUUUHHHNNNNNN!" Annie released my cock and arched her neck, throwing her head back. I quickly inserted my ball sac in her gaping mouth.
"Me too girlfriend, OOO, ME TOO GIRLFRIEND!" Vanessa shouted. Annie pushed me out of the way.
"Pull out 'Nessa, I wanta see your girl-cum. Shoot your girl-cum all over me," Annie seemed to have forgotten about her own orgasm as she sat up on her elbows to see.
Vanessa sat up on her knees and after a couple of more humps she pulled out and stroked her first shot of cum out. She moaned loudly as the huge drop shot out to the base of Annie's tits. We were both mesmerized as we watched as a girl's body with huge tits, slender waist, and full hips, was cumming with a boy's toy. Vanessa held her hand still, just squeezing her cock as she continued to shoot out her girl-cum. Annie's torso was drenched as it looked like Vanessa shot a pint of jizz over her.
"Fuck me Clint, Fuck me like 'Nessa!" Vanessa moved and I quickly took over in her position. I let me upper body lie on top of Annie's, smearing Vanessa's cum over our skin. The spunk began to froth around Annie's tits as we whipped it with our friction. I looked up at Vanessa and asked with my eyes to suck her half-hard cock. She kneeled at mine and Annie's mouths, and Annie beat me to it. Sucking it in, I watched close up as Annie cleaned off their combined juices. Annie began to cum again.
"Fuck me Clint, FUCK ME HARD FUCKING COCKSUCKER! DON'T YOU STOP FUCKING SLUT, DON'T YOU STOP!" So much for our privacy as she was telling the whole neighborhood how I should fuck her. I didn't care as I took the opportunity to suck Vanessa's reenergized cock in my mouth, and rose up on my hands for better leverage. I was slamming Annie hard, our body slaps were drowned by her yells of ecstasy. And then it was my turn.
"Yeah girls, I'm ready, I'm ready!" I announced to them for getting directions. Vanessa pushed me on my back and both girls attacked my cock. Two tongues flicked the glans with one hand stroking the shaft and another pulling on my balls. I was in a state of both extreme pleasure, and almost unbearable pain as my first jolt hit me. I watched as the girls tongue-wrestled over my slit's eruptions. Some of my spunk landing on their faces, some dripping off a tongue, and some down the fingers encircling my shaft. The girls kept their attack on my cock until I became soft. They kissed and exchanged tastes as I tried to catch my breath.
They both lay on top of me, side-by-side, and we kissed: feasting on our sessions offerings.
"Wow, you two are incredible together," I told them.
"'Nessa's incredible," Annie giggled.
"I think your cock is incredible, and I can hardly wait until it's up my ass, while Ann is sucking mine," Vanessa told us with a wicked smile.
Annie and I stole a lustful look at each other; I grabbed Vanessa's hard cock and rolled us into the pool. It's best to start fresh before our next ensemble.
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