The Greatest Lie Part 9

Ever budget conscious, we walked to a nearby hotel and got salads and a bottle of wine from a deli. The room was small and shabby, but the sheets felt clean and we were exhausted. The wine hit us hard and we collapsed on the bed fully clothed. I popped in Tran’s tape and we listened and watched a few minutes. Soon she had put her arms around me and was pressing her big boobs and her tiny but hard cock against me.

"So what was it like, getting fucked with the rest of us watching."

"It was OK. I mean I been fucked by maybe a thousand guys, so what’s one more. I like it."

"Andre was so rough to you. I like it slower."

"So do I, but a lot of tricks like to stick it in fast, make it hurt. I’m used to it. Besides, your mean Dr. Sanguan made me stop taking hormones for almost two weeks and now I’m horny to get fucked. I’m even horny to fuck like a guy." She guided my hand to her cock, which was as hard as steel, and larger than I remembered it.

"Enjoy it while you got it, Tran," I said, ducking my head beneath the covers. I pressed my lips against her satin panties, stroked her with my nose, and breathed hot air against it. She moaned and her hips undulated. I paused, and her muffled voice begged "Don’t stop," so I slid her panties down and took her sweet, silky, doomed member in my mouth. I was instantly rewarded with the lush, exotic flavor of her pre cum. She flung back the covers and I looked up at her. Her lovely face was framed by the twin peaks of her fabulous breasts, and her eyes were locked shut in pleasure. I slipped my hand under her but and found her tiny ass with my finger. It had contracted to a tiny pin hole after the afternoon’s abuse, and I had to lick my finger to ease its entry. As it slid inside her, her pelvis convulsed and her moans grew uncontrollable. At tiny, delicious fountain of cum erupted in my mouth, as her moans reached a crescendo.