Both Rounds

An Unplanned Encounter

Kay and I never planned to become lovers, it just sort of happened. We moved in the same social circles and knew a lot people in common, but the two us had never really paid that much attention to each other, just casual acquaintances. Seems a little odd now, after all we both had a well established reputation for spending far too much time in other people’s beds, but we’d never hooked up for some reason. I think both of us were to busy chasing other people to notice each other. It happened at a party, Celia and her wife’s anniversary actually. While Kay and I are bi, we tend toward women usually, sort of the opposite of bi-curious I guess. So there were, wall to wall lesbians, the two of us should have been in heaven. But no, both of us had just gone through a breakup and our exes where there, which always kind of puts a damper on things. Actually both of us had slept with most of the women at the party. The old joke about lesbian parties and five of your exes being there isn’t really that far from the truth.

Somehow we ended up on a couch next to each other and just started talking. We’d never really talked before. Sure we’d had a few casual chats and the like, but never talked or got to know the other. The conversation started off light, comparing notes on the various women and their performance in bed, Sunita’s peculiar way of eating pussy, Nicki’s love of being tied down, Alice’s snoring. But then we moved on to our lives. Was surprising how similar we were. Both been trained in ballet, both loved science fiction, both liked the same music, both hated being tall, very similar sense of humour, so much in common. I don’t think either of us took the lead, our hands just sort of fell together and then we leaned in and kissed. Our lips hardly touched but it was electric. When our lips parted we just stayed, not kissing but barely apart, staring into each others eyes. Kay broke the silence “your bed or mine?” I answered “Yours, mine next time.” We already knew there’d be a next time. We slipped away from the party, nobody saw us.

We’d both been drinking, not drunk but not safe to drive either, so we called a cab. As soon as we got in we were all over each other, lips locked together, hands franticly exploring, touching, foundling, discovering how our bodies felt and worked. I could see the driver adjust his mirror to watch us playing in the back. So could Kay. She whispered “lets put on a show” and I mischievously nodded. I felt her hand slip under the soft fabric of my blouse, lifting my bra as her fingers began to tease my erect nipples. I slid my hand between her legs under her tight mini skirt. The lace of her panties was already moist to my touch. I stroked her clit though the lace as we kissed, I could feel her body trembling as she could feel mine. We both moaned softly as our hands began to drive us wild. I swear the driver seemed way more interested in us that what was on the road. When we pulled up at Kay’s place he asked if we needed any help getting to the door. Kay sniggered “Sorry I’m having her all to myself tonight honey.”

As soon as we got through the door Kay pinned me against the wall and locked her lips to mine as she reached behind and slowly unzipped my dress then pushed the straps aside to let it fall to the ground. There was an impish grin as she unhooked my bra then slid her hands down my body as I shivered at her soft touch. She slipped her thumbs in my panties and began to push down. Then she froze. Her voice was hesitant, uncertain, almost embarrassed “I’ve… errr… I’ve never been with a trans woman before. Ummmm… is this okay? May I take these off and touch you down there?” I kissed her “Thank you for asking, most don’t. I’m pretty much on top of my dysphoria now, I’ll let you know if you do anything wrong.” The impish grim returned and my panties joined the rest of my outfit on the floor. Her arms kept me pinned to the wall as she devoured my vulnerable naked body with her eyes letting out a low growl.

She started with my breasts, slowly sucking, licking, teasing. Then one hand moved between my legs, caressing and massaging what she found. As she worked my body she could feel my excitement growing, but she didn’t realise what she was doing. I don’t cum like most people, certainly not like a man and not really like most woman either. It started with a warm tingling in my core as she teased my breasts and stroked below. It spread slowly at first, then exploded, setting every nerve in my body on fire as I screamed. Her head came up in stunned surprise “Did I do that?” I just grinned and nodded as she went back to work. The next orgasm hit maybe ten seconds later, then another, and another and another. They just kept coming, wave after wave. I lost count at twenty, but eventually she let me go. My body was like jelly, I just slid down the wall and rolled over on the floor.

She just looked at me laying there unable to move and laughed “Hot damn woman, now that’s one way to boost a girl’s ego.” Then that impish grin again “But my turn now.” She hitched up her tight short skirt and plunged down, straddling my face with her thighs, arms pinned by her knees. She just sat there awhile, wriggling her hips, rubbing her now wet panties in my face, letting me savour her delicious scent. With one hand she moved the soft lacy fabric aside. I didn’t wait to be told what to do and immediately began sucking and licking her clit, then using my tongue to explore her waiting pussy, seeking the places she liked the best. Didn’t take long before she was gasping and moaning, rocking her hips back and forth, driving her clit against my eager mouth. I worked me like she’d worked me, her breathing was soon growing deeper and faster as she started to groan “Make me cum honey, make me cum.” I was more than happy to oblige, working faster and harder, her panties now soaking. Then her turn to scream as she unleashed her flood and collapsed forward.

She lay there motionless for several minutes before she rolled over and turned to face me. I propped myself up on one elbow “You know, we never actually made it to your bed. ”She chuckled “No we didn’t” then a pause “Yet… You up for round two. I have toys in there.” I couldn’t stop myself from grinning “Yep” my turn to pause “You know that taxi driver’s shift probably ends soon.” She nodded “Yeah he was kind of cute, pity I didn’t get his number.” I chuckled now and reached for my bag “It’s okay, I did.”

Round Two

Kay and I had hooked up for the first time at party, been all over each other in the taxi back to her place. And well, just getting through the door had been quite spectacular. We were laying on the floor by the door, me naked, her panties and mini skirt soaked through for her juices. The cab driver hadn’t been able to keep his eyes off us, even asked if he could join us. Kay had said no but I’d got his number. He’d be over in about twenty minutes. I looked at those wet delicate briefs and tight skirt clinging to her “Here let me take those off for you.” She didn’t argue, just lay there and let me. I lightly kissed her neatly trimmed bush as I slipped her sodden panties from her. She smiled “Feel free to eat up honey.” I was still recovering so just gave back “You have far too many clothes on.” She nodded “Yes, you should do something about that.” I leaned over, kissed her tenderly and drew her top slowly over her head.

She had a stunning dancers figure, tall, slender, not a gram of fat on her. But her bra, I really had to stifle a laugh at her bra, one of those cheap beige sexless things you pick up in a discount store. She noticed “Hey it’s comfortable and I really wasn’t planning on getting laid tonight.” I was still fighting back that laugh “Yes I’m sure.” She put on a demure bashful voice “Well if you don’t like it, you can always take it off me.” That sounded like an excellent idea, so I reached around, unhooked her bra and gently removed it to expose two luscious pert mounds. She was a little fuller than me, 10C, I’m just a 14B. I like small boobs and she was about what I think the perfect size.

It was about then we noticed we’d left the door open. She looked at it “Do you think we should shut it?” I snorted “Nah, maybe we’ll give the neighbours a thrill.” That brought a giggle “Ah, an exhibitionist, another thing we have in common.” Her voice turned serous “Ummm, honey, As I said, you’re my first trans woman, and don’t want to screw up. So may I ask you something?” I appreciated her concern and nodded “Well, ummm, what do I call that?” She pointed between my legs. I was embarrassed by the answer “Ahhh, err, ummm… I’m pretty okay with my body, but for some reason I just can’t bring myself to use that parts name.” She smiled and hugged me “It’s okay honey, I understand.” I added “If it helps I sort of think of it as my clit.” Her eyes seemed to light up and her impish grin was back “Mmm, I love a clit in my mouth, may I?” All I could think to say was “Be my guest.”

Her head went down while her tongue began to dart over the tip of my ‘clit.’ She was damn good at this. She began slowly drawing me into her mouth, sucking and licking all the while. It felt so good, not like a regular blow job, she really was treating it like a clit. I was moaning and stretching, back arched as she brought me to new levels of ecstasy. She began stoking my inner thighs. The orgasm hit instantly, no tingling, no slow spread, just wham my body was on fire. I couldn’t even scream. Time seemed to stand still as the feelings slowly started to fade. But she didn’t stop, wham the next hit, then the next, and next. I’m not sure how many times she made me cum, they all ran into each other. When she finally oh so slowly let me slip from her mouth I was just laying there, dopey grin on my face, unable to move.

She couldn’t stop laughing “Well you’re full of surprises, Not just your boobs which set you off, anywhere else?” I tried to speak but all I managed was “Lots.” She kissed me “Well I’m going to have to explore every part of you.” Her voice went back to that serious tone “Umm another question” a pause “No good way to ask this, but… errr… do you ever… you know… fuck old school?” My senses were returning and I laughed “Well not top of my list, but yeah, if my partner is into it.” She was grinning now “Oh I’m into it, flesh and blood beats a strap on.” she paused again “And… cum old school?” I laughed “I can sometimes, but takes a lot.” Her grin was growing “Honey, would you please fuck me old school, me on top.” Once again I just said “Be my guest.”

I lay on my back as she straddled me and slowly lowered her dripping pussy, positioning herself. Then one quick movement and I was inside her. I had to draw breath “Oh my god you’re so tight!” She leaned forwards, her breasts brushing mine and whispered “Very.” She didn’t ride me like other women do, up and down. More rocking back and forth, her hips rising and falling, her clit pressed into my pelvis, rubbing against me. She let out a long sigh and started to pick up the pace, our breasts brushing as she rocked, moaning “Yes, yes, yes.” We heard a noise behind us, the driver had arrived, been there awhile apparently. Kay turned, tossed him some lube and a condom from her bag and barked “Well what you waiting for? Get your cock in my arse and make me and my girlfriend cum.” He seemed stunned for a moment, then just dropped his pants, already hard from watching.

I watched as he put on the condom, then lubed up Kay and himself. He was quite large, at least eight and Kay let out a gasp as he entered her. I whispered “You okay?” She nodded “Yeah fine.” I could feel his cock pressing against me, just a thing layer of Kay’s flesh separating us. He started thrusting hard almost immediately, I snapped at him “Wait, give her time to adjust, and go slow” He listened, apparently I can be little scary sometimes, when needed. I’d done DP before, but with Kay it was different somehow, Feeling his cock rubbing against me inside her, just felt different. We both were starting to breathe hard as he picked up the pace. Watching us fucking had got him really worked up and soon he was pounding Kay’s arse for all he was worth. Kay and I were panting now, I could tell she was close as he forced her clit to rub against me. I was trembling too, a feeling growing down there. We both came together, the two of us screaming as I came old school. But he kept pounding then let out a long groan as cum pumped rhythmical from his pulsing cock.

He pulled out as Kay and I lay holding each other. She whispered “I felt that, old school.” I nodded. Then she added “I also saw you wince, why didn’t you tell me coming that way hurt you?” I looked down “Not much and it’s a good pain. ”She kissed me “Yeah I know the kind.” He was getting ready to leave and I was pretty spent, must have cum at least fifty times, probably more. But Kay wasn’t, she wanted one more thing. She spread her legs in front of him “If you eat my girlfriend’s cum out of me, you can join us again.” He hesitated, but his cock was beginning to stretch his jeans again. “I will if she sucks me off.” Kay was going to argue, but I quickly said “Okay.” Must admit it probably wasn’t my best blow job. Rather distracted by the delicious sight of Kay loving it as he lapped up every drop of my juice from her pussy, it was so hot watching him pleasuring her. But he seemed happy when blew a second load in my mouth. There was a slight drizzle of his cum leaking from the corner of my mouth. Kay took one finger, delicately wiped it off, then sensually licked it from her finger, smiling at me.

When he did leave, we still were laying on the floor, we hadn’t got off it since our first session. I looked at her, I had to ask “Girlfriend?” There was a chuckle “Don’t worry, I’m not a U-Haul lesbian, not going to be getting a trailer to move in with you tomorrow. It just seemed better if he thought we were.” I murmured my agreement. Kay smirked “We still didn’t get to my bed.” Another nod from me. Then “You know I’m really looking forward to getting to my bed tonight.” I just looked at her, taking her all in “Yeah you must be shattered, I am.”’ That impish grin of hers was back “No, something I want in it.” It didn’t click for some reason “What?” She kissed me once more “You.”