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"Good thing were home," Andy stated as we drove into the parking lot of Amy’s apartment; "I’d have to turn you in to the SPCA!"
Amy dug around in the loose dirt under her bathroom window until she found a little canister with a spare key in it. We all entered the apartment and Amy threw open the windows as I collected the petrified garbage and Andy cleaned out the moldy items in the refrigerator. Amy broke out a bottle of red wine, and we sat around making plans for the future. As it started to get dark, Andy headed out to get some groceries, and I fiddled with the TV, finally settling on reruns of the "Golden Girls." Amy snuggled next to me, finding solstice under my arm.
After a long silence Amy turned to me inquisitively. "I want to see you’re thingy," she murmured trembling slightly.
I choked on the sip of wine I had just taken. "Amy, you know what happened last time you gazed upon a man’s reproductive apparatus. Granted it was probably a grafted elephant trunk, but nonetheless. . ."
"Please, I need to see a normal man."
"Surely you’ve seen. . ." Her hand was on my fly and ‘no’ was apparently an unacceptable response. Fumbling with the zipper unsuccessfully, I finally eased her hand back to her lap and released my trousers, pushing them down over my knees. She gasped, and took my thickening organ in her hand, studying it intently. Her fingers probed the glans and shaft, tracing the veins and squeezing the girth tentatively, even probing the pee slit with her tiny forefinger until I shifted away from her with discomfort. Her gentle explorations brought me to throbbing fullness as my gonads crept tightly towards my groin.
"Is that as big as it gets," she queried breathlessly.
"Pretty much," I replied, awash in her gentle stimulation.
"That’s manageable," she replied stroking the shaft in apparent fascination of the way the head moved back and forth. "I think it would feel wonderful in me."
"I’m sure it would!" I said and smiled as her gaze met mine. "Everything OK?"
"Could be better," she quipped, still stroking the exposed flesh with gentle up and down motions. "When will Andy return?"
I suddenly chilled and quickly pulled my pants up over my rapidly wilting meat. Somehow, I wasn’t ready to have my best friend walk in on his twin Sister doing the tango on his best friend. Almost on queue, Andy strolled in the door with his hands full of grocery bags and a stick of licorice hanging out of his mouth (he loved black licorice twists). I scrambled to help with the remainder of the groceries still in the car while Amy sat glumly on the couch and focused on the unfolding TV drama. We talked a bit about the weekend and Andy thought it would be best to get home before his old lady threw a fit. He promised to return alone in the morning. With a gentle peck on Amy’s cheek, he was out the door and headed home. Amy and I were alone.
"I’ve never been with a man before," she stammered as a delicate blush crept into her face. "I’ve slept with a few girls but never with a man."
I was at a loss for words and at times that’s a good thing. I plopped down on the couch next to her and framed her face with my hands before planting a soul full kiss on those beautiful lips. She melted like a chocolate bar in the Sahara and pulled me in for another lip lock. It was quite easy to slide the gown off her shoulders but a bit more of a challenge to pull down the moistened panties. Her pussy was beautiful and obviously tight. As my hand spread her moistened labia partially obscured by a thick crown of hair, she sighed and closed her eyes, spreading her thighs with anticipation. I quickly removed my threads and dove onto the two breasts that had plagued my active thoughts from the moment I first gazed upon them in the back seat of the car. They tasted better than I could ever have imagined. Her throaty moans attested to their sensitivity and years of improper attention. Impulsively, she grabbed my head and damned near pulled me into her chest cavity as her pussy rubbed frantically against my thigh. Two ear shattering orgasms later, she finally released her grip on my head and her body collapsed in exhaustion. I finally was able to take a deep breath of air. Never could figure out those guys who got off by strangulation much less women who got off simply by having their jugs sucked on!
Expectations would get thrown into the recycle bin that night as she rolled me on to the floor, and positioned herself over my torso in the throes of unbridled lust. Guiding my cock into the fur covered folds, she slowly lowered herself on to my defenseless organ with her head thrown back and her eyes tightly shut. It is hard to describe the sensations a virgin pussy can bring to the sensitive glans of a passion driven penis. Smooth, silky, warm, delicious, tight are just a few of the sensations that swept through my groin as Amy slid slowly down my organ. Although it was the first intrusion into her femininity, she handled the invasion stoically; trembling only slightly as my hypersensitive organ slowly tore through her hymen and into the previously unexplored depths of her womanhood. Fighting every muscle in my body, I lay still as the overwhelming stimulation triggered an extremely powerful cum shot into her throbbing womb. Damn it felt good.
It felt even better as my essence filled her virginal void and she shrieked and her vaginal walls contracted unmercifully signaling another orgasm. A thin stream of her essence squirted from somewhere deep within her folds and bathed my torso. Neither of us moved. The pain/pleasure was way too intense and lasted way beyond the final orgasmic twitches our bodies released. So intense was the stimulation that I remained hard even as she began to move slowly on my torso several minutes later. With just a few brief strokes, she went over the top again and again until her delicious body collapsed on top of me, knocking all the air out of my lungs. Exhaustion set in.
Sometime later, as I held her trembling body close to me she whispered "Is this your idea of therapy," in my ear.
"With a few modifications, it is," I murmured, as my penis slipped from the heavenly orifice with a gush of blood, cum, and her fragrant female essence. She moaned longingly and slowly rose to her knees, her hand cradling the sticky stump that had so recently filled and fulfilled her orgasmic longings. I rose with her and we showered together before climbing into the warmth of her flannel sheets to make them sticky.
Morning arrived too soon with Amy snuggled in my arms and my cock safely nestled in the new found sheath it now considered home.
"I could get used to this," Amy murmured as she nibbled my ear.
I caressed her smooth shoulders and silky hair.
Even though lost in lover’s bliss, I jumped when Andy came through the door and discovered us wrapped up together. He smiled and took off his shoes before climbing onto the bed next to Amy.
"The Family wants to see you as soon as you feel up to it," he offered quietly.
"I don’t have to go back to the institute?"
"No, I explained what happened and they seem completely sympathetic. Dad says he’ll get it straightened out with the authorities. So Amy, what do you wanna do?"
"I want to live with your friend and make babies," she replied meekly.
Andy turned to me and smiled. "Ball’s in your court, stud."
I winked at him and said; "Babies aren’t all that bad if they like hamburgers.
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