Becoming Elizabeth Chapter 1

She felt me freeze. She raised up on one elbow and looked at me. "Unless you have sucked a dick already?" she said, a smile crossing her face.

"Well...yeah. A long time ago, when I was in high school," I admitted.

She sat up in bed, sitting cross-legged facing me. "Who?" she said, grinning.

"Scott," I replied.

He had been my best friend for as long as I could remember and Debby detested him. Scott is a horn-dog, and he's not very smooth about it. He and his wife, a very attractive blonde, were swingers and I had joined them once or twice in the distant past. Having a wife that liked the swinging lifestyle, however, didn't stop him from the occasional solo rendezvous.

At one point, he tried to invite himself into a threesome with Debby and I. He might have had a chance if he'd been a little suave about it, but he butchered the attempt. I laughed it off, knowing him, but it managed to piss Debby off -- quite a feat, since Debby is very laid back about most things sexual.

"Ewwww," she laughed. "Couldn't you have picked someone better?"

I shrugged. "We were both teenagers with hard dicks, and we had trouble getting girlfriends at the time."

"Anybody else?" she asked.

"Well...yeah. There was a guy or two after I graduated high school," I admitted.

"You just sucked their cocks?" she continued.

"Well..." I started to say. I didn't know how much I wanted to relate. I didn't want her thinking that I was gay or anything, despite our incredible sex life.

"C'mon, spill it," she urged. Her hand had slipped between her legs and I could see that she was playing with her pussy.

"One guy fucked me," I said, watching her fingers find her clit and stroke it. "Is this turning you on?"

"Hell yeah," she said. "That's fucking hot!"

I laughed, and my hand reached out and grabbed one of her huge tits.