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Click hereI swallowed the cum in my mouth. "You think so?" I asked playfully. "Should I go out like this from now on?"
"Definitely!" She said with a laugh as she sat down next to me. "And any time you need me to reapply you know where to find me."
I laughed as I sat up. I excused myself to use the bathroom and when I looked in the mirror I saw white, sticky cum all over. I smiled to myself as I washed my face and rejoined Nina on her bed. I wasn't sure if she wanted me to stay or go so to be safe I just told her that I was going to head out because I had some stuff to do in the morning. After I put my clothes on Nina walked me to the door.
"Thanks for coming over," Nina said as she gave me a hug.
"Thanks for having me," I replied. "And I'd love to get together again soon."
"Me too," She said with a smile. "I'll text you."
"Sounds good. Bye."
As I turned to walk out the door she gave me a slap on the ass. "Bye."
I was disappointed to have the story end so unceremoniously. In fact I found his short relationship with Nina too casual, had no spark at all, just descriptions of sex. Too bad.
I have a Boyfriend, we fuck bareback and I can cum like that too without my cock being touched, just from being fucked. I have been fucked by a few cross dressers but never a true transsexual girl. If I could find a girl like her, who loved to top, I would probably ask her to marry me. I loved the part where he was on top and riding her cock. That's one of my favorite positions! I just love to sit down, take it as deep as it will go and grind. It feels so good stirring around so deep inside me as I grind my ass on his cock.
Wendy still giving a damn about being Tiffany's friend is ridiculous. It was pointed out in the first chapter that they were only really friends because they were in the same social circle, and the only reason Tiff got in touch with her was to set up her boyfriend. Pretty clear Tiff doesn't give a rat's ass about her feelings, so why does she?
Also, have to say that the masturbation scenes you put in your stories do nothing for me. If I wanted to read about a guy playing with himself I'd write an autobiography.