Andy’s New Girlfriend

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Andy’s new girlfriend was quite something. He had been seeing her for a few weeks and none of us had met her yet, so we, his friends, wondered why.

Then one day I invited him to my place for dinner and told him he should bring her. Her name was Dana.

I made a chili and got several bottles of red wine, plus a white in case she was one of those cliched women who only drink dry white. You can’t buy a complete drinks cabinet of booze just in case – not on my salary.

Andy was the manager of a big off-licence, anyway, so I thought he would bring something for Dana if she had a particular favourite.

They turned up clutching two bottles each of good red and we had already drunk one and a half before we sat down to eat.

Dana was as tall as Andy, which is to say a little taller than me, and she was well built – not fat, but solid. Dark hair and eyes and full lips. And great breasts, which strained to get out from her tight, short, silvery dress. She was wearing stockings and high heels, which is either ordinary or exciting, depending on how determinedly non-sexist you are. Me, I believe you can’t help noticing such things and there is nothing wrong with it. I didn’t drool over women, but I enjoyed seeing them dressed up, and I didn’t believe they did it purely for their own enjoyment. They like to be noticed, admired and desired, even if 99.9% of men were restricted to looking only.

Dana was pleasant, good company, intelligent and very feminine. I’ll admit I found her attractive, but she was my friend’s girlfriend, so I was an admirer and nothing more.

As the evening progressed we all got pretty relaxed. Then Andy’s phone rang. It was the police. The burglar alarm had gone off at his shop and he was required to go and deal with it. He was about to get in his car when it occurred to him that he was about to be in close contact with officers of the law, who were bound to smell that he had been drinking.

He called a cab.

“You don’t mind if Dana waits here, do you?” he asked. “I shouldn’t be more than an hour or so.

“I’m no trouble,” Dana said with a beguiling smile.

And so the taxi came, Andy left and Dana stayed bursa escort with me.

As we had just finished the meal and cleared the table, I sat on the settee as she went to the toilet.

When she came back, smoothing her dress and her hair, he sat next to me. Quite close.

I shifted a little but I liked her being there, with her thigh touching mine. I refilled our glasses and returned to find her draped across the settee, so she had to move her legs to let me sit down. Even so, her feet were touching my leg, and it was an awkward situation. I got the distinct feeling that she was trying to seduce me, and normally that would have been good news. But in this case it was difficult, dangerous and embarrassing.

Dana took off her shoes and put her feet in my lap. I could see her stocking tops and she seemed sleepy and extremely relaxed.

“It’s all right,” she said. “He won’t mind. He likes it, actually.”

Sure, I thought doubtfully. I bet he does.

But then I started to wonder. You do hear about this kind of thing, and although it’s always people you don’t know, why shouldn’t it be your friends?

I was drifting past the point of self control and out into the sea of lust, and my hand moved to her ankle. She didn’t flinch. I stroked her shin and up to her knee.

Dana sighed happily.

“He said I would like you,” she said dreamily. “If you don’t believe me and you’re wondering about him catching us, let’s just go to bed now.”

She sat up and put a hand on my leg, gazing into my eyes.

We were drawn together into a kiss and soon I was all over her. My hands were in her bra, up her skirt to feel her ass, but when I went for her pussy she stopped me.

“Not here,” she whispered. I led her into the bedroom and we stood and held each other and kissed some more. She put a hand on my cock and balls but again she fended me off when I tried to touch her between her legs.

Then she slid to the floor, liberated my cock and began to suck it. She licked my balls and all around my crotch and then bent me over the bed and licked my ass. She was surprisingly strong, but then she was sporty, so why shouldn’t she have muscles? bursa escort bayan It’s a changing world.

Dana licked my crack like she owned it. She was turning me to jelly with the sheer erotic thrill of her tongue where no tongue should be.

I had to suck her tits. I had been looking at them all night, the big, firm orbs that sat stoutly beneath her dress, the most wonderful things on earth.

I pulled myself together enough to get on top of her, face to face, and we kissed passionately. I moved my face down to her neck and licked her there as seductively as I knew how. I reached around and unzipped her dress six inches, enough to slide it down below her bra, and I pulled her tits out and sucked her nipples. I was dying to get inside her, so I sat up and pulled her dress the rest of the way down and off, then her stockings, which were hold-ups with no suspenders.

As I looked at her knickers I saw there was a bulge in them. She was a muscular woman, so maybe she had an exceptionally shapely pubic mound.

But no. There were three bulges: two smallish ones and a large one in the middle.

“Yes,” she said. “You can touch me now.”

I put my right hand on the front of her panties and felt the unmistakeable sliding package of balls and a penis.

This was not possible. The experience had been one of the most perfect of my life: the kissing, her beautiful lips and eager, dirty-minded tongue, those wonderful breasts.

I pulled her panties down and there lay two lop-sided testicles and a half-erect cock.

I was confused. Revved up by the foreplay, half in love with her and determined to fuck her, I was now confronted with male sexual organs. But yes, I was kind of crazy about her and this was not the time for rational thought and reasoning.

I licked Dana’s crotch as if I expected this illusion to roll aside and reveal a pubic mound. But her crotch didn’t smell like a woman’s. I took Dana’s cock into my mouth and sucked it. I was still in adoring mode, so I licked it lovingly.

And then it happened: she moved me effortlessly onto my back and lay on top.

From her bag on the chair she took a sachet, ripped it open escort bursa and squeezed it onto her fingers. Then she coated her cock with it and thrust a finger into my crack and lubricated me, And all I could think was that this was Dana and I was having sex with her and it was great.

She lifted my legs into the air and shuffled up, so her cock nestled in my little cave. And then she pressed forward with the weight of her strong firm body and my ass was filled with a thick, hard shaft and a smooth, soft cockhead. I was full of love and it was shooing the confusion out of the door. I wanted to kiss her, or rather I wanted her to kiss me, because I had swapped roles. I looked into her eyes and said,

“Kiss me.”

She leaned down and we resumed that fabulous kissing, and I swam in a warm erotic pool of paradise as she fucked me.

And then I wanted the full experience: other positions, other incredible, utterly rude indignities.

“Fuck me from behind,” I whispered, hardly daring to listen to myself.

With choreographed precision we got ourselves aligned, she kneeling and about to fuck like an animal, and I on all fours, waiting to receive an animal cock, an animal fucking. She mounted me and it was heavenly. She plunged her big, powerful cock back into my ass and ploughed me, but she was doing it with love, too.

“I want you to cum inside me,” I squeaked, my feminine side utterly in control.

“Okay, darling,” Dana said, and pounded me harder, faster, more roughly. Her hands were on my shoulders, pushing and pulling me as we both raced towards orgasm, although I wasn’t sure what I was going to do about that.

Finally she ploughed my furrow extra deep and slow and hard as she ejaculated in what I realised was now a cunt as well as an ass.

I heard a knock at the front door but thought I was imagining it.

Dana pulled out, climbed off and passed me some tissues to deal with the river of semen that was returning to earth via my anus.

Then there was the sound of Andy’s voice, calling us, and he entered the room.

“Ah, I missed it, did I?” he said jauntily.

“He’s just going to cum on my chest,” Dana said, pulling me on top of her and wanking me frantically. I took over and my spunk shot onto her ribcage and over her breasts. She pulled me down and we lay like a semen sandwich before she pushed me off and said,

“Shower.”

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