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Bobbi
Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
his hand, and massaged the most sensitive spots with just his middle finger like any man might do with a woman's clit. I liked that, and I writhed around on the bed in my own spasms of pleasure. After a few minutes of this, I reached down to find that Peter's cock had regained its hardness. Peter reached to the night table, and handed me the jar of Vaseline that I kept there. He continued fingering me, and sucked some more on my nipples while I got us lubricated for his next move. Peter mounted me, and I barely had time to get a pillow under my hips to elevate my bottom for him before I felt the head of his cock pressing at my anus. I reached down to guide it to its target, and when I had, I felt him push gently to pop the head past my sphincter. Slowly Peter worked his cock all the way into me. I was spread almost to my limit by the thickness of it, but that only made it feel all the better. He drilled that big cock of his in and out of me in a slow but sensuous manner, and our bellies robbing together on my own penis added to the pleasure. Then I felt Peter buck hard against me, and plunge his cock all the way up my ass. My penis too matched each thrust with a twitch of its own. A spreading, liquid warmth grew inside of me, and another wetness appeared on my stomach as we both came together in a shuddering mutual orgasm. Peter pressed his cock into me while the climax subsided, and then collapsed with me pinned to the bed beneath him as we caught our breath. That was just ... where I wanted to be. Peter rolled off of me, and lay back on the bed. I hugged him, and said, "I hope you're staying the night." He nodded, and I said, "I don't have any night clothes for you, but I have a nightie I want to wear." "That's fine," he said. "I usually sl**p nude anyway." That was just fine with me too. I arose, and went to the bathroom to clean up, and returned with a warm washcloth to do the same for Peter. I got out my new blue lace nightie. It was the same one that I had been admiring when I met Alan. I had gone back to buy it a few days later, and I wanted to wear it for Peter. I modeled it for his appreciative gaze before I lay back down next to him. "Peter," I asked as I lay in his arms, "why did you wait so long before you kissed me tonight?" "Well, doll," he replied, "this was our first real date, and I wanted you to know that you could be as coy as any girl with me that way. A girl doesn't have to get sexual with a man right away. She teases him along as he works at seducing her. I wanted you to have that on your first real date, and it was more fun that way for me too." I kissed him for the pure joy of doing it, and to thank him for the lesson he had taught me. I liked being seduced his way. I felt just like the woman I was in his arms, and I loved him all the more for it. We fell asl**p with me cuddled close to him that way. I wanted to be like this with him often. Peter was just what the ...