“Oh, yeah!” I said, maybe with a little too much enthusiasm.
“Good, we’re going to have a great time, Eric. Just relax and let me know what you like.”
I didn’t answer right away so she went on. “I mean, do you like it like a date or something or would you rather get right to the nitty gritty?”
And, again, I didn’t know what to say. If the “like a date” meant kissing, that kind of creeped me out. I mean, as much as she attracted me as a female, when I thought about what Kiera was packing between her legs the idea of kissing her was kind of a turn off.
My hesitation was answer enough for Kiera, experienced as she was.
“Why don’t you just sit on the bed for now?”
Kiera began unbuttoning her blouse slowly and very seductively. I wondered whether whatever time she’d lived as a male gave her some special insight into what was titillating for a man. Probably not necessary. I’m sure the gurls who worked here learned all the tricks and shared them with each other. Whatever the reason for her knowledge, Kiera certainly had it. She didn’t overdo it, which would have destroyed the effect. She just knew how to command my undivided attention.
So I watched her slip off her blouse and reach back to unhook her bra. When the bra fell to the floor, I saw a pair of breasts as perfect as any I’d seen–not only in real life, which wasn’t nearly as many as I would have liked, but on the Internet, which was thousands.
Her breasts were round and smooth with no sag to them at all. Kiera had small areolas and very pronounced nipples, which stood out like pencil erasers. I know many men would like larger breasts and I can admire big boobs, too. But, to me, the most beautiful breasts are on the small side–smooth, firm, and just large enough that you can’t quite fit them in your mouth. Or, in brief, just like Kiera’s.
When Kiera slipped off her skirt, my eyes were drawn immediately to her crotch. On a quick glance, you might not notice that she was packing there. Maybe she’d taped herself back or was just small. But, on closer inspection, there was a definite bulge there.
I didn’t know what to think about that, or more honestly, what to think about my reaction to that. On the one hand, it was the thought that Kiera had a cock and balls that made me squeamish about kissing her. On the other hand, there was something fascinating about this very hot woman having a cock.
I didn’t have a lot of time to think about it. Kiera walked over to me and knelt down between my knees. She ran her hands up my thighs past my hips, bypassing my crotch, and on up my abdomen, under my shirt. Her hands felt wonderful and I could feel my cock stirring.
Kiera dragged her hands back down my body, taking my pants and underpants with them. Then she moved her hands back up to caress my cock. With one hand on each side of my now rigid shaft, Kiera ran her thumbs on the underside of my cock. I moaned with pleasure thinking that nothing could ever feel better than her soft hands, gently caressing my cock, teasing it to grow even harder.
I was wrong. Something could feel better, as Kiera proceeded to prove. She brought her lips a mere millimeter from the tip of my eager shaft. I could feel the warm moisture of her breath on the sensitive underside of my cock. I thrust up in the hope of contact, but she backed away, intent on teasing me before pleasing me.
Kiera brought her tongue to the base of my cock and very gently, excruciatingly slowly, ran it up the length of my cock, making my cock twitch uncontrollably. Then she blew gently on the skin she had just moistened, causing my cock to twitch again, this time from the slight chill.
Finally, Kiera brought her lips to the tip of my cock and gradually took me deep in her mouth. Her tongue massaged the underside of my cock while her mouth worked on and off of my swollen shaft.
With one hand, she cupped my balls, massaging them gently while she worked her magic on my dick. And then I felt her other hand, somehow lubricated, slide between my butt cheeks.
I’d never really engaged in much buttplay when I masturbated and my experiences with women had never involved that at all. As I felt her fingers pressing into my crack, I felt conflicted. On the one hand, it felt like she was taking on a dominant role and I wasn’t sure I liked that. On the other hand, though, as her fingers played with my butthole, it felt wonderful. In any case, I had no intention of pushing her away now that her lips were engulfing my cock.
Though I hadn’t done much anal stimulation before when masturbating, I resolved to change that in the future. Kiera’s finger, gently pumping in and out of my ass and reaching deep to massage my prostate felt amazing. That, and her warm, wet lips around my cock had me as full and rigid as I’d ever been. And that made her tongue and lips feel even better on my cock.
Kiera was thrusting two fingers in and out of my asshole while she worked furiously on my cock with her warm, wet mouth. When she jammed her fingers hard against my prostate, I exploded in her mouth–jet after jet of cum pulsing up my shaft and filling her mouth. I had my hand on the back of her head, thrusting my hips up in an attempt to plunge even deeper into her mouth.
I was bucking uncontrollably and screaming out, “OH, MY GOD! OH, MY GOD!”, as I unloaded in Kiera’s sweet mouth.
When my orgasm subsided, Kiera gently pulled her fingers out of my ass, her mouth off of my cock, and backed away. Looking up at me, she smiled and said, “How was that?”
How was that?, I thought. How was that?! Just the most intense, mind-blowing orgasm I could imagine. No one had ever made me feel like that before.
All I managed to mutter between gasping for breath was, “Incredible!”, which seemed a terrible understatement.
“Good,” Kiera said, apparently pleased with her work.
As I was still recovering, Kiera stood up and slipped out of her panties. As her small, still semi-flaccid, dick popped out of her panties, I stared at it with fascination. She was completely shaved and her small dick and ball sack looked … I searched for the right word. All I could think of was ‘cute’. Her dick and balls looked cute.
I wasn’t thinking of this as being demeaning. In my mind, this was not denigration but admiration. Kiera’s cock and balls were perfect. They were the ideal complement to her petite figure and her small, perky breasts.
Kiera clearly noticed the focus of my attention and could, I’m sure, sense my reaction. She took a step toward me, stopped, ran her fingers down over her breasts and down her abdomen. She put two fingers under her cock, raising it slightly toward me. I could see it begin to fill slightly and found myself transfixed by the sight.
She took another step toward me and her cock was just inches from my face. I felt a strange confluence of conflicting feelings. I’d never touched another person’s cock and the thought of it frightened me. But I felt my mouth watering and I knew that there was no way I was going to resist my urge to take Kiera’s sweet shaft into my mouth.