This Makes Me Happy Ch. 01
Keywords: Me, Ch., Makes, This, 01, Happy,
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I heard a sharp gasp followed by a soft moan. The rigid thing in my mouth flexed even harder and then cum was pulsing out of it. It was warm on my tongue, thick and creamy. It didn't taste as disgusting or gross as I would've thought; more like snot. I swallowed it and it went down easy - again, like when you have a cold and don't have any tissue to blow your nose so you just "snark" it back and swallow.
Not bad at all. More of it came out. I heard another moan, a deep inhalation, and raised my eyes to look.
The tummy was flat though now it was heaving up and down shakily. I looked up further across the slender chest and saw the bottom of the chin turning this way and that. More cum spurt out. I drank it down instinctively now, not even thinking about it. I pulled my lips up the length of the still stiff organ, then pushed down again, taking the whole thing into my mouth. It was small - only five inches long and an inch thick - and it fit perfectly. I brought my hand up and gently caressed the shriveled scrotum and was amazed to find that I actually enjoyed how the balls cringed a little and moved inside there. I stroked the insides of the pale thighs with my finger tips while I kept sucking and bobbing my head slowly up and down, and the legs spread wider apart than they already were.
"Such soft thighs" I thought to myself. Soft and shaved smooth and clean.
Like the rest of him.
Sensing the orgasm was over, I still spent a few moments working my mouth up and down the length of the small shaft, milking out any remaining cum. The sounds of breathing seemed to soften and slow. I looked up again and saw a smiling face beaming down at me over that hairless body. I pushed down again, enjoying the feeling of pressing my lips right down against the equally shaven and smooth crotch, then let the limp cock slip from my lips as I raised my head.
Denni sat up and hugged his knees to his chest, looking so sweet and happy I felt in danger of falling in love with him. I sat up cross-legged facing him and wanted to say something but couldn't think of what. Even the term "him" didn't match. He (or she) was so feminine, so pretty and delicate looking, the fact that I'd just given him a blowjob seemed at odds with what I was seeing. At odds and not. His cock was so tiny it could very easily have been an enlarged clit for all I knew.
Then Denni crossed his legs in front of him and sat forward, grinning from ear to ear.
"...no one's ever made love to me like that..." he whispered. I smiled back into his large, warm eyes, but then once again had to look at the rest of him. So slender, so pretty. Even being 24 years old didn't change how boyish - no, girlish - he looked. From his long neck to his creamy, shapely shoulders, down his flat front to his narrow but smooth hips, and then to his pretty thighs and knees and calves and ankles. His feet were so soft and pretty, I'd spent long, exquisite moments licking them and kissing them. In fact I'd kissed and licked every part of his body during the wonderfully endless two hours before this moment. And each and every place my lips or tongue or hands had touched had brought out the most endearingly feminine responses; soft, breathy gasps, moans that caused me to look up to make sure a woman hadn't suddenly appeared before me, and squirming, writhing movements that were so completely female in nature I finally gave up trying to discern the difference. Denni was female in every way - in all ways except for that one small organ on his crotch.
But even that! When he'd first undressed for me he instinctively (and quickly) tucked his cock down and back between his thighs. When he slid his g-string down all that showed was a pale and perfect "V. " His pubic hair was trimmed inward into its own little "V" - a bikini trim - with smooth pale flesh to each side, and though I knew what he'd done to hide himself, the overall effect was amazing. I was looking at a 5'7" tall, 110 pound, slinky-bodied, flat-chested woman. I went to him then, touching him, kissing his gorgeous face, running my fingers through his long, beautiful hair. It was all his and extended down to the middle of his back when he finally raised his hands behind him and let it out of its ponytail.
And even that, even seeing him freeing his hair; his underarms were smooth and silky looking, and before I could think, I was kissing him there. Delicate against my lips and smelling of flowers. In moments my passion rose to a level where I could not control it and I began kissing him everywhere while he stood and simply gasped and sighed. He stretched luxuriously for me, only amplifying the impression of his femininity, but then I began to realize that it wasn't just an act and he wasn't just playing at being a girl. I kissed his shoulders and neck, kissed his nipples and delighted in the fact that they were so hard already, then went down his sleek front, depositing kisses as I went. I finally knelt before him and kissed his tummy. Even here there was only the slightest difference between male and female. The characteristic tummy contour of a woman was not present, but it didn't matter at that point. I kissed his "V" heard his gasp, then picked at his cutely trimmed "bush" with my lips before kissing his hips. I felt him shiver against me and then began kissing his thighs.
It was around this point that I could no longer think or consider Denni as being "he. " His legs, as smooth and hairless as the rest of his beautiful body (with the exception of that tantalizingly sexy "bush), " made me forget entirely about this person being anything other than a woman. They were shapely, lean, and smooth in contour. Even down the shins to the ankles. I kissed every inch and by the time I reached his feet, Denni had become totally "girl" in my thoughts.
Then I crawled around to "her" back side and kissed her heels and calves. I kissed behind her knees and then up the backs of her thighs. Gone was any evidence of a carefully tucked away cock and balls though! They should have been right there, facing slightly back at me, but Denni had secretly let them loose back to her front when I had gone around to her back side. Then I moved higher.
Her ass was incredible. Soft and pliant but firm underneath. I spread her cheeks and pushed my nose between them, inhaling deeply. Even there she had thoughtfully applied the same "pikake" fragrance. It drove me wild and before I knew it was I tonguing her sweet ass, enjoying myself in a way I'd never thought possible. She leaned forward slightly, hands on knees, and gave her ass totally to me. Her back arched as she rolled her bottom back toward me and I took full advantage of the position and began to actually tongue-fuck her pretty hole. I heard gasps and sighs above and that only inspired me to explore this wonderful thing further.
When the lust for this one part of her subsided both of us were breathless. I got up on my knees and kissed the small of her back and she visibly shivered all over. I kissed my way up along her spine, slowly standing as I went and finally reached the backs of her velvety shoulders and kissed them until she leaned back against me and seemed to melt against my chest, her head moving to the right, exposing the left side of her neck.
I kissed her there. I kissed her ear, her neck, and her shoulder as I put my arms around her and hugged her to me. She was so warm, so soft, so pretty. I kept realizing it over and over as each moment passed and I explored and enjoyed her more and more - pretty. She was completely "pretty" and nothing masculine remained in her small body.
My hand slid down her silken front, unconsciously moving to touch her pussy "V" again, but her hand was instantly - though gently - there before mine reached that area, pushing down softly and then moving away. My fingers reached down and found only the delicate flesh of her "V" and that arousing little tuft of pubic hair. She was so quick to keep the illusion of having no cock that I hardly noticed.
When I finally finished my initial exploration of this incredibly sweet creature, I picked her easily up in my arms and placed her on the bed. I stood looking down at her for a moment, watching the way she writhed and stretched delightedly against the sheets, then sat beside her and placed a hand on her tummy. She looked at me and smiled, her eyes warm and inviting and I ran my hand down to her belly, then below. She squirmed and spread her legs for me - her left one raising and bending at the knee and I looked and saw nothing to remind me that she was anything but purely female.
Somehow she had flipped her cock sideways and caught it between her left thigh and left calf. There was nothing visible but her bush and the creamy rest of her and I finally gave in and leaned that way. I began to kiss her busy gently, then ran my tongue upward to her navel. She lifted up toward me, gasping as she did. Her body was moving sinuously, arms and legs spreading, closing, feet pointing prettily with toes either clenched or spread, and I wished I were two people; one to make love to her, the other to simply sit back and watch. I kissed and licked further up her flat chest and she reached her arms back behind her head to completely spread herself open for me. I kissed her chest, her nipples, sucked them for quite some time, then tongued her underarms and her sensuously squirming sides. She said nothing to me and seemed only barely able to withhold the sounds that seemed to erupt from her every now and then. It somehow fit her quiet and retiring nature, but even so, the sounds that did come from her mouth and nose were perhaps the most exquisitely provocative I'd ever heard. Soft little open mouthed grunts and "Oh's, " soft, hissing "gasps, " deep throated - but still feminine - "moans, " and whispery, dreamy "sighs. " I went on kissing and caressing and licking her everywhere, revisiting certain spots in order to hear what further sounds might issue from her, but also to find which areas were her most sensitive.
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Keywords: Me, Ch., Makes, This, 01, Happy,