by Gal Horne
‘Give me a kiss,’ he said. He didn’t need to tell me twice. I reached forward an inch or so, and planted a long, wet kiss on the tip of his manhood. It was a wonderfully transgressive moment — for so many years, we’d been best friends — now, we’d crossed over into something else, something far more adult and exciting. My lips tingled with the promise of that kiss. The skin on the tip of his dick was so smooth and wonderful — it made my lips buzz — their nerve endings fizzing with pleasure. Then, I pushed my soft, pink tongue from between them, and licked up the slit down the center of his glans. The taste was amazing, like salted peaches with cream. I can’t exactly explain it, but I knew that I wanted more of it. I looked up at Jared with hungry eyes, then opened my mouth wide. I wondered for a moment whether he was going to get the hint, but before I had time to think too deeply, he slipped the whole of the tip of his mighty cock into my mouth. I closed my eyes and closed my flesh around him, sucking lightly, using my tongue to coat his dick with saliva. He started gently thrusting in and out of me, and I felt spit well up and pour down onto my throat as he pushed deeper and deeper.
‘Mmmm,’ I moaned with delight. He played with my tits as he fucked my mouth, tweeking and pinching then clamping hard with his cruel fingertips. It felt so good to be gently abused like this. I felt his balls trailing along my chest, and was totally in his power as he started to push harder and faster into my mouth.
‘I didn’t know you were such a filthy bitch, Ryder,’ he panted, ‘even when I saw you in that mirror, even when I saw myself fucking you, I had no idea just how good it would feel to fuck your mouth.’ I looked up in surprise — so he had seen what I’d seen in the mirror. Had he wanted it, too? Had that been his fantasy? I had no chance to ask though, my mouth was too full of my best friend’s cock.
‘I wonder what your pussy’s going to feel like,’ he continued. ‘I wonder whether it’s going to be as hot and wet and tight as your mouth - I wonder if it’s going to feel like a real woman’s cunt, or whether it’ll be different somehow. I can’t wait to spray cum inside you,’ he shifted his weight forward and for a moment I thought I was going to gag, but the feeling passed and the lust came back — harder, hotter and even more powerful than before.
He pulled back, wrenching his member from between my lips and I gasped — it felt strange not to have his dick in my mouth anymore.
‘I want you,’ I said, desperate for more, ‘I need you in me.’ He leaned in an planted his lips on mine. I smelled his sweat and felt his stubble against my smooth skin. He kissed me hard, with purpose, with passion, and then I felt his tongue, probing and scouting in my mouth. I answered it with my own, twisting my delicate muscle around his. It felt even more intimate than the blowjob had, like we were crossing the line from lust to romance — from fucking to making love.
He moved down my body, licking and sucking my flesh, teasing my nipple, nibbling my stomach, dragging his wet tongue along the contours of my flesh. Then, he was above the entrance to my sex, and he started to lick down, flattening his tongue on my soaking wet pussy, pushing his meat onto mine. He licked my clit, twisting his tongue round into a figure of eight — the infinity symbol — and it felt as though time stopped as he did things to me that made feel like I was fucking levitating, like I was being lifted bodily off the bed by pleasure, like a geyser was forcing me up. He pushed his fingers in me and licked and sucked, he flicked my clit and devoured my pussy lips like a beast and I screamed and cried out, wrenching my wrists in the cuffs, and then, when I thought I couldn’t take any more, I realized that he’d shifted now and the smooth tip of his cock, still wet from my mouth, was resting against the tender lips of my cunt.
‘Push it in,’ I whispered, ‘push it in as deep as -’ and before I could finish, he took me — squeezing that impossibly long dick into my impossibly tight pussy. It was the single most incredible sensation of my life — like frothy waves of ocean water were forcing their way into me, sweeping me along with incredible power. I felt his muscular body pushing down on me. The strokes of his cock were slow at first — long, purposeful movements, designed to explore the full depth of my pussy, making sure every inch of his turgid, thick-veined dick was easy to feel. I was amazed by the sensation — it made having sex as a man feel like, I don’t know, sneezing or something. This was a complex, rich experience, full of layers of pleasure, slight pain and incredible fulfillment.
He picked up the pace, making the thrusts powerful and quick. He grabbed huge handfuls of my body — my breasts, my buttocks, my arms and legs. I’d never felt so much in someone else’s power before — it was like he totally owned me, like he could whatever he wanted with me. And as he carried on fucking me, I felt his fingers creeping down my torso again, and then he pushed them onto my clit.
‘Cum for me,’ I said, ‘I’m gonna cum for you — I wanna do it together — I wanna feel it together — cum in me like the little slut I am.’ He grabbed each side of my torso and pushed harder and faster, and I felt these tremors begin — irresistible sensations. I was shaking, I was crying, then, as all the muscles in my body locked and surged, I came, I came, I fucking came.
I let out a long, slow moan, and suddenly realized he was doing the same, and I felt his cock lengthen and pulse - and I knew that he was firing jets of thick, hot cum all the way up inside me. We lay down together, drenched in sweat. It wasn’t til the next morning that he undid my cuffs.
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We went back to the location of the caravan in the woods a week later. It took us a couple hours to work out where exactly it had been. It certainly wasn’t on any maps, and there were no signposts anywhere. As we walked, we laughed together. I was wearing the first set of women’s clothes I’d ever worn. They didn’t exactly fit me perfectly, and Jared was lightly teasing me about it.
Eventually, we found the spot. There were caravan tracks, which didn’t lead anywhere in particular. I’d wanted to find out if my transformation would be permanent. I was guessing it would be, but there was no way to know. We were about to leave when I found a small tree stump which someone had carved a heart into. Inside the heart were two names: Jared and Ryder. Underneath the names, someone had written, in a delicate, feminine hand, ‘Joined together forever, by the power of the moon.’
I guess I had my answer. Life opened up like a good book ahead of me, and I took the hand of my best friend, my lover, my master, and I walked into the unknown future with hope in my heart.
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