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I made love with Bo exactly as I would with a woman – where was Tuan I wondered, but let the thought lapse as Bo’s hands began stroking my back, from my neck to my buttocks; I slid in, slowly, found a barrier just as I would with Tuan, and withdrew, before plunging harder and stronger once, and I slipped out to the tip of my prick, moving my mouth to Bo’s neck and licking him, taking his mind off to different places as my tip just tickled a few cms inside him; and then I bit his earlobe as I thrust right down and in full-length, and he screamed! He thrashed under me, and his cock, which was locked between our bodies, pointing upwards along our bellies, swelled, and I knew what was coming;
And so I slowly withdrew, but leaned back in to him, pushing my all into him, and I repeated this again and again slowly, nibbling on his mouth and neck and ears, fingers and hands never letting go of his nipples and small breasts.
I was also feeling an imminent eruption, so I withdrew to my tip, teasing him with a sequence of shallow dips, but building after that and I had to do it, as I began long, fast, deep immersions of my cock into Bo’s vagina, until he throbbed under me, his hands dug again into my back and his long nails raked me, and he thrust his hips up against me – and he blew against our bellies, and as he coated us outside, I let myself go and shot my juices right up there inside Bo, this most lady of men I had been lucky to meet. I pulsed several times more at the thought, but Bo was even stronger and he shot great belches of hot liquid between us – youth versus age wins. "Oh, I am dead, or in heaven, or maybe both!" Bo wailed under me, and I leaned in to kiss him, show him he was indeed alive; I did not withdraw, but I bent my knees up under me allowing me to bend my head down between us and slurp up his cum: I loved this from women, so I needed to taste and experience it with Bo.
It was less sweet than – Tuan’s – and salty, but still creamy, and it was the essence of all Life, so it was therefore Beautiful, and I told Bo so, as I laid back down on top of him, wilting inside and giving him shudders even as I spilt the last of my sperm-less semen inside his wonderful vagina. "You are a beautiful lady, Bo; thank you for making love with me." I kissed his lips, and he hugged me, and it was as nice, as wonderful, and romantic, as with anybody.
Tuan sighed loudly; "Sorry, we ran out of film – but it is all on my mobile’s video! Anh, Bo -that was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen! Thank you for sharing it with me." I laughed, as did Bo; "Sorry, em, I wasn’t even thinking about you!" "Nor me!" added Bo, as I did slip out with the laughter, and rolled and lay beside Bo, still cuddling his breasts. Tuan pointed her mobile’s camera at us, said "Say you’re sorry!" Bo and I did, then I just relaxed back against the bed and came down from cumming as I had never before, but which was every bit as good as –or, more so? – compared to a woman. It was a question to trouble me, perplex me, make me re-think myself, but nothing could change the fact that I had just had beautiful sex.
I kissed Bo, and rose, kissing Tuan as I went past to the bathroom. Tuan called to me that she was going to Liem’s house, and they would come back for dinner, about 6.30p.m. I turned on the shower and shouted out "ok", guessing it was now about 5.30.
I shampooed my hair yet again, then washed the soap from my eyes as I lathered my body, water turned off: my save mode. Covered in soap, gently caressing my cock, tenderly feeling and remembering where it had been minutes before – inside Bo’s vagina – and vowing never to refer to Bo as a man, or even ladyboy, again: Bo was a woman, and gave me herself as a Woman.
Before I could turn on the water to rinse, that Woman was inside the bathroom, and standing under the water with me. As I let it pour down on my head of shampoo, Bo was in front of me and she reached her hands up to ruffle my hair, clearing the shampoo out. I had my eyes closed, but when Bo leaned her mouth into mine, I opened that, and let myself twist to lean against the wall, my cock already stiffening as her body melded closer.
Bo continued to let the water rinse my hair, then she turned and I felt her smooth conditioner on my head, and then use her fingers to smooth it through, untangling it to the very ends of its length, then changing to do another section.
Bo turned my body around, leaning it back against her body, my head back to let the water rinse my hair as she gently massaged it and smoothed the water down my back and front. I sighed "Oh, Bo, no wife has ever done this as wonderfully as you; I am confused as hell, but I know what we did was beautiful, and I loved you."
"A good woman would do this for you, Anh; I am a good woman, only for you, because you make me feel like the only woman in the world, and in my world, that makes you very, very special." Bo – she – kissed the back of my neck, and I shivered at her touch. Bo was a true woman, feelings and emotions and thoughts and loving as a woman: She was a Woman. I turned my head to kiss her, and then turned my body to hold her and push ourselves together; Bo had a cock, but what she gave me was a vagina, what she gave me was herself: her Woman self. I kissed her on that thought.
Bo was weeping against my cheek as she burrowed her face down against me; I squeezed some soap into my hands and proceeded to lather her from shoulders down, scraping her back – drawing her attention to her own fingernail marks on my bum as a means of distraction, and she laughed and said she was sorry – and I gently smothered her breasts in soap. Bo seemed embarrassed "They are tiny, I know, Anh, but they will grow with the treatments – do you hate them?" "Oh, Bo, no, no ,no…" and I leaned my mouth down to swallow each breast in turn, my tongue licking her nipples into even further erection than the water was doing. She sighed and clasped her arms around my neck, burrowing herself against and into me as close as she could. After some moments, I eased away and continued lathering soap down her body, cuddling her cock as I cleaned it, then wrapping my arms around to smooth soap over her buttocks and down to lather her cunt. She groaned and raised herself on tiptoes, almost to my height, and I plunged a finger inside, swirling and cleaning and heightening senses. I soaped her out and withdrew, kneeling down now as I lifted a foot to rest on my thigh and washed her from pelvis to toes, one foot and another the same. I stood up and kissed her.
"Bo, I can’t offer you much of anything, but what I have I offer to you – and I ask nothing from you. You know I live down south, so I won’t be here often, and when I am here – like tomorrow – it will be for work. But, I hope we can see each other and be friends at least." I rinsed her off, and stepped out, turning off the water and handing the driest towel to Bo as she also slicked water off her body.
"Anh, I work here, and live with my mother here; and I will be here for you whenever you need me. I have never told anyone this, but: I Love You, Anh Steve." Bo wrapped her towel around my body and drew me close as she whimpered, and I cradled her head and slurped kisses over her cheeks and neck, and nibbled at her earlobes. "I will be back to you, Bo."
(End Part 1)
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