Becoming a Woman

The conversation lightened. I had mentioned my favorite scenes in the movie. he recalled the scenes he liked.

It was very late when we arrived back at my home. Even so, I invited him inside. I wanted him. The virtual sex that we had many times had left me aroused and very willing.

In the privacy of my bedroom we stood caressing one another. He kissed my neck, and my cheek, then our lips met. Our mouths fell open and tongues probed licking each other for several seconds. Now as I looked straight into his eyes I felt him opening my slacks and pushing them down. I allowed him to ease me down onto my mattress where he pulled my slacks then my panties completely off.

He commented softly on the small size of my penis while he gently stroked it. I answered him.

"Feminine hormones do that."

His manhood seemed massive at seven inches long by my estimate. I began stroking him until it stiffened. I wanted him inside me. He knew from our on line encounters that I did not believe in condoms.

He rolled me to my side pushing his massive member into my hole. It's rapid forward and back again motion lasting more than a minute pleasured me greatly.

His "squirt gun" fired.

Having climaxed he rolled me onto my back. Semen oozed out from my hole as I held him tightly. Our lips met.

We woke up the following morning in dishelved sheets. A six no one in the house was awake yet when we walked a few steps down the hall and into the bathroom.

"Ladies first," he said.

Ten minutes passed while we showered and caressed one another. Moments later we quietly sat in the kitchen making small talk while waiting for morning coffee.

"I never told you this one."

Now he made me curious. I had to know what he never told me.

"You know Melanie," he began, "was Paul."

I looked at him wondering why that was interesting and how he knew it.

"She's my cousin."

"Oh my God!" I began, "she's a good friend in the room."