A Coy Pond and a Couple of Trees Part 3
By Sabrina G. Langton

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Author's Note: Gissele has a busy weekend coming up. We find out a little bit more about her past as her and Bryson start to fall in love. I hope YOU like it...

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Thursday

Once again I was saying goodbye to Bryson and the men, to continue their work on my yard. I couldn't believe it was taking so long, all Lainie asked for was a pond and some trees. That morning I found her note 'I wanna coy pond and a coupla trees, that's it, how much?' Then a little scratch of a price underneath, this was so Lainie, it was messy and quick, I started to miss her a little. I sniffed the post-it, I tried to find her scent, I was thinking I should call her.

"Hey, Giselle! I can't wait to see you later." Bryson was smiling, I could tell he meant it. I started to get a little excited so I walked over to him, I was in my little dress and hugging him in the middle of the street. I was standing right in the middle of the street. The Limo was waiting to take us back to the salon. I knew the next time he saw me I would be a different 'woman,' well, according to the girls at the salon.

On the way to the city, Terri took something out of her pocketbook. "How do you like my ring?" She slipped it on her finger and showed it to me. "I don't like to wear it around Ray."

"It's stunning," I told her, it had so many diamonds and it must have cost a fortune.

"Ray was so mad at me when I accepted Derrick's proposal." She shrugged. "But he could have asked me first. I want to be a bride, don't you?"

I looked up, I wasn't ready for that type of question. "Mmm, I guess." I lightly touched my necklace, I knew it wasn't as beautiful as Terri's ring.

"Plus Ray doesn't want a bride. I think I would be too uncomfortable being married as two men anyway, but as a man and a woman, it will be nice. We will fit in on the block so perfectly."

Once back in the city the anticipation started again. I couldn't imagine what the women in the salon had in store for us.

"We are going to be busy today," Terri said while watching the traffic move around us. "I hope you have lots of stamina."

"I hope so too."

***

Once at the salon Ara ushered us into a dark room. We were going to start getting our hair removed by a laser, and today they were going to start inside our panties. We were soon panty-less on a massage chair. One woman was pointing a device near our crotch while another one was putting us in our new breast forms. We were both receiving D cups. The color was a perfect match and the silicone started right below the boobs and then right under my chin. It also covered my shoulders and some of my arms.

Then we had more shots and lotion on our asses. I felt a little numb this time and it seemed like my butt was bigger. We were then given robes and led into a different part of the salon. In two hours the workers gave us hair extensions. Mine was a perfect match to my own red hair. It was full of curls and landed right below my new boobs. They also gave us new lashes and my eyebrows became darker, thicker, and much more feminine. When they put us in front of a mirror I almost fainted, my heartbeat so much faster and my eyes began to tear. Then Ara pierced my ears, I began to tear even more. I now had diamonds glowing and shining through my hair.

We then went to get dressed, soon I was wearing a dark red velvet dress coordinating with the red on my long nails and lips. Underneath I had a tight corset. The dress was strapless and the sleeves were pushed down right above my elbows. I had on matching panties and nude pantyhose underneath and six-inch platform black heels. They put a velour collar around my neck to hide the seam of the breast forms. The boobs looked completely natural. Ara then helped me with my gold necklace.

Terri had on a dark purple dress, short with lots of cleavage we were both very sexy. "I can't wait for Derrick to start playing with my boobs, he is going to love them.'

Ara ushered us out and took some pictures in a small studio. While posing with the lights in our eyes I saw two figures watch us then approach.

Soon I was in Bryson's arms, "I'm sorry I missed you." I was quite shocked, I didn't expect to see him this afternoon, I would be more shocked as the day went on.

***

The four of us walked next door into a hotel and made our way to a place called 'Upstairs at the Kimberly Hotel.' We took the elevator to the roof. I felt so glamourous clicking in my heels and showing off my shoulders and cleavage. The space was beautiful, we were surrounded by glass and all the buildings of the city were peering in around us. I never went into places like this, but today I felt like I belonged here. My dress and hair were perfect, and I fit right in. All four of us walked into the bar, it was tremendous.

Derrick walked ahead of us and put his hands on a woman's shoulders who was sitting at the bar.

She turned around, "Huh... oh my lord you made it." And they hugged. They hugged for a long time, it sounded like the woman was crying.

Derrick then kissed her cheek and pulled Terri closer to him. "And this is Terri." The woman stood up. She was studying her from her purple heels to her dark brunette hair. She touched her cheek and then hugged her, Bryson and I watched from behind them. I felt strange being privy to such an intimate moment.

"Let me see the ring." I heard the woman ask. She then held it close, she smiled.

I held onto Bryson's arm as the older woman looked beyond the two of them to view us. She looked at me then Bryson.

"Hi, Susan, it's nice to see you again."

She walked around Derrick and Terri and leaned in to kiss Bryson. He smiled at her and then she turned her gaze on me. I felt like I didn't belong here, I was an outsider. "Susan, this is Giselle." Her eyes brightened, she seemed suddenly happy to see me. She kissed my cheek and told me I looked lovely.

We talked to Susan for a while as I watched the lights of the city turn on, I was so distracted. Someone handed me a glass of wine and we congratulated Susan. She suddenly started to cry again and she held Derrick. "I am so glad you showed up," She then looked toward Bryson. "You all look so perfect together. And you and Giselle are welcome to come too of course."

Bryson held me tighter, "Really? That would be great thank you."

I didn't really know what was going on, and I didn't want to ask. We drank our wine in the noisy bar and then Susan said she had to leave, we were going to see her later.

Terri turned to me, "I'm so happy she approves of us, ha. But of course, she would, girlfriend we are gorgeous." She then hugged me and we clinked glasses.

"Thank you for coming with me everyone, it's been so long," Derrick told us as he drew Terri closer to him. "My mother tends to make me nervous."

That little revelation started to make ME nervous. I turned to Bryson, "Is that your ex-wife?"

"It is. I haven't seen her in eight years. I knew she would love you."

"Me?"

He smiled, "Of course you, I never would have had the nerve to see her again if I didn't have you on my arm. You give me so much confidence."

A man then called out and announced, the wedding of Ted and Susan was about to start. I looked up at Bryson. "Are we going to a wedding?"

"I think so. We are definitely dressed for it."

***

Late Thursday Night

I couldn't believe I looked like a fashion model and was going to a wedding. I never thought that's where I would have ended up this morning. It should have been a traipse through my closet this week instead it was a run-through for real life.

They led us to a table next to the band, it was for six people. I was liking this even better, I wanted to show off. We met the two other people at the table, they were older and friends of the bride's. I couldn't wait to introduce myself. Starting right now I was a brand new person.

Susan and her soon-to-be husband were next to us at a table of eight. She waved as we walked through and introduced us to him. Then there was another table of seven on the other side of us. The seventh person was the photographer.

The restaurant was beautiful and surrounded by glass and further off New York City, Broadway never looked so good. I excused myself to wander while they served drinks and salad, I wanted to see what Fiftieth Street looked like from this vantage point, I wanted to see the city. I put my hands on the glass, I could see my reflection and I was quite content.

'Blamin' it all on the Nights on Broadway
Singin' them love songs
Singin' them straight to the heart songs'

The Bee Gees were running through my brain again, then the band started to play. Was I manipulated into coming here? Maybe, but who cares I looked phenomenal in the reflection of the window. Look at those breasts, I thought. It was fine, what was I worried about. I get a night out in a nice dress with friends, it was a weird surprise, that's all.

I went back to the table and sat with the others. Bryson stood and held my hand as we sat. Susan and Ted then stood up and a minister delivered their nuptials, it was nice and romantic. The hotel was beautiful and full of flowers and candles. Susan looked very happy to be getting married. Bryson told me she left him and Derrick years ago, he was glad she had finally found someone to love.

After the ceremony and dinner, we all got up to dance, me in my tight dress and high heels. I loved the sound they made when we got to the dance floor, and I hoped I didn't mess up. It would be my first time dancing with a man. The band started playing and Bryson held me in his arms. I was loving everything about this moment. The lights of the city were now above us. I looked up, I saw our reflection in the glass ceiling. My red hair was glowing from the lights.

"Are you having fun?" He whispered as I looked up at the sky.

"Mmm, I am," I whispered back. I didn't want to tell him that I had never been more excited in my life. Being all dressed up and hanging onto a man was doing something massive to the part of my brain which took care of my sexual desires. I started to think about Lainie, she would hate this. She always needed to sneak out early during anything that involved other people. Me? I would sit in the back and watch, I would take it all in with a drink in my hand. I wanted to be happy in my surroundings but sometimes it just didn't happen. Plus, I didn't want to be happy alone, I felt it didn't count. And other times the mood was all wrong, I could feel it with my fingers, it was tangible. Now here I was dancing and I was enjoying the company and the music. I glanced over at Terri and Derrick, they were dancing beside us. I was even happier for them. I was hoping Lainie was having as good a time as me. If not better.

Before the song ended Bryson started to sing along in my ear. "'Heaven Must be Missing an Angel.' Is this song about you?" he teased. "Cause you are here with me right now, ha."

Little did he know that singing to me was probably the easiest way to get into my panties. I loved that, it was so goofy to have someone sing to you, but I loved it.

He started singing the next song as the band mixed it up. "You know I can't smile without you, I can't laugh and I can't sing..."

I started to giggle, he was definitely turning me on with this corny song. I held him tighter as he kissed me, his tongue entering my mouth with ease. My hands around his neck and feeling his body press against me. His hands were tight on my narrow waist. I didn't want to separate, I wanted him to tear off my dress and make love to me right here on the dance floor. I could imagine myself saying 'Don't fuck me yet, just wait for the bridge.'

I stopped sucking his tongue and looked at this man holding me. "I don't really want to tell you this, but you singing to me is making me a little bit excited."

He looked a little surprised. "Of course it is. That's my technique. I sing to all my conquests." He smiled again. "Starting now."

"Everybody back to your seats for dessert," The waiters said and I reluctantly sat. My panties were so wet. I felt like such a dork, enjoying my date's attempt at wooing. It was something I was definitely not used to.

Terri was showing off her ring to our new friends at the table. "Derrick found this at an auction in Englishtown, New Jersey. It belonged to a woman who worked for Tiffany's, we think she stole it. She looked very devious, haha." She held it up to show us again, it was even more beautiful as it glowed from the candlelight.

Derrick smiled at me and noticed the chain around my neck. "Giselle, where did you get that necklace, it's gorgeous."

I just smiled and said it was a long story. Then Terri stood up and started hitting one of the glasses with a spoon. "Ladies and gentlemen, Giselle is going to tell us a yarn."

My mouth was wide open.

"Close that mouth dear," She told me, "and get on with it." She laughed and grabbed my hands. I looked around the table. I didn't like being the center of attention, plus Bryson's large calloused hands were investigating my thighs.

I theatrically took a large gulp of my red wine and placed Bryson's hand on the table where I could see it. I needed to concentrate.

"Are you sure you want to hear this? We could all get up to dance again instead if you want."

"Baby, just tell us." Terri laughed again. "I want to know something REAL about you. You are a freaking enigma."

The table laughed, I was beginning to enjoy myself... immensely.

To tell this story I would have to announce to the others that I was a crossdresser and I really wasn't looking forward to it. I didn't even know if these two other people would understand. But then I figured I was literally out of the closet what was the big deal. What was the big deal all of these years?

"Well, When I was younger I would go out every once in a while all dressed up, in a dress." I looked at the people at the table and they didn't seem too flustered or surprised so I continued. "I was twenty-one and I thought I was gorgeous. I used to go to Kings Plaza Mall in Brooklyn and window shop. I would go an hour earlier before the stores were opened, I was too nervous about seeing people close up. The only people in the mall were the older people doing their laps around the food court."

"Ahh, Giselle was making friends." Terri patted my hand.

"That's right... but, I really just loved hearing the click of my heels echo through the halls of the mall, and I loved going into the ladies' room. It was quiet and empty. One morning I was fixing my makeup and brushing my hair in the mirror, it used to be so long. Then, the lights went out. I got tense and slowly made my way out the door to head to the parking lot. It was like a dream, there was no one there and it was pitch black and completely quiet. The mall wouldn't be open for another half hour at least. I headed down the stairs holding on to the banister and went to look for the doors to the garage, they were locked. I walked back and went to turn right to go to another pair of doors when a man ran into me, knocking me over. I went flying, I even lost one of my heels. More importantly, he fell and dropped shopping bags that had broken and something noisy was sliding all over the floor. I felt some under me. I heard it but could barely see anything. I looked up and I thought I saw a knife and he was cursing me. He was cursing in two languages and getting closer. Suddenly the lights went on and three mall cops arrived with their guns drawn. Two grabbed him and one grabbed me."

"What? That's crazy." Bryson said and he moved closer to me. "Were you okay?"

"Mmm, not really but god, I was so nervous. I was wearing a little blue dress and one high heel, I was so embarrassed. The mall cops took me to an office and handcuffed me to a chair. I had a huge bruise starting to form on my arm where the guy ran into me. I also had a huge run in my stocking and I probably looked a mess. They told me I was looking at four years in jail."

Terri was listening with interest. "Four years for brushing your hair? They got some nerve."

"I was in the office for over two hours before someone came to view the Closed Circuit camera recordings. They watched me enter the ladies' room and then the stairwell, the same time the thief was in the store. They thought I was part of the team that robbed Lohmans Jewellers. Then they called my mother. She came about a half-hour later and dragged me out limping, she was so mad. She said I was an embarrassment, she made me sit in the backseat with a blanket around me." I shrugged, I felt a little sad and angry remembering.

Bryson held my wrist, "Ahh, then how did you get the necklace?"

"Well, a couple of days later I got a call. The Jeweller said they wanted me to come in so they could apologize. They were quite nasty to me while I was in the office. When my mother found out she screamed at me. She wouldn't let me go, but I snuck out anyway. I had to get all dressed up again so I got changed in the car. I was hoping they thought I was a real girl. I was thanked by Mr. Lohman himself and he gave me this necklace. He put it on me in front of a whole store of people and a photographer. It made the local news." I touched my necklace, it was the only jewelry I owned that didn't go on my ears. "I thanked them, they thanked me and I never went to the mall ever again. Or anywhere else."

"I will take you again." Bryson smiled at me and rubbed my hand.

"I locked myself in my room after that until I could afford my own place. I didn't even tell my mother I was leaving."

"So she thinks you are still in your room?" Terri commented.

"She does. She probably locked it from the outside. I haven't talked to her since."

***

The wedding was winding down, I was playing with my necklace and feeling a little sad after my story. Derrick and Bryson were talking to the Maitre d.

"I got us a room, is that okay?" Bryson told me. "It's so late." He sat down and gave me a little hug. "Someone is coming to get your sizes for clothes for tonight and tomorrow. A personal shopper."

I was surprised. "Really?" I wasn't ready to spend the night with a man. The night was so special I didn't want to spoil it. "Can we get two rooms?" I asked him. "I don't think I'll be comfortable if we shared one."

He just smiled at me, kissed my cheek, and headed back to talk to the Maitre d.

When he came back he grabbed me and we headed to the floor for one last dance. He kissed my neck, I was falling under his spell again. After our initial meeting, he became so nice, I liked how he was treating me. "Bryson?" He stopped and looked at me. "Um, maybe we can just sleep together. I think I would like that." I smiled at him. "Is that okay?"

I knew it would be okay.

***

Later Thursday Night

I loved dancing, I loved being held even more. I can't believe I went to a wedding, it was a dream come true for me. Getting all dressed up and dancing with a man. And now I couldn't believe I was about to share a hotel room with one.

We were no sooner inside our room for the night when there was a knock at the door. "Good evening." There was a young woman at the door with a shopping bag and a beautiful blue dress on a hanger. She handed them to me, "Have a good night." She winked and she was gone, leaving me alone once again with my man.

"How's that for service?" Bryson laughed. I went into the other room to check out what the personal shopper had gotten us and to undress. It had been a long interesting day, and I couldn't wait to take a bath and change. I left Bryson the items for him and took mine into the large bathroom.

I slid into the bathtub and put on the water jets. I heard Bryson talking to me outside of the door and I suddenly missed him. I cleaned quickly and got out to start getting dressed. My hair was up in a ponytail, still looking amazing. I was staring at a woman in the mirror. My little earrings glistened. My breasts were beautiful, they were damp and just ready to be fondled. All my makeup was cleaned off but my eyebrows and eyelashes still looked perfect. I decided on just a touch of mascara, lipstick, and blush. I had to try to do my routine even though I was entertaining a man.

As I got dressed and made up, Bryson took a shower.

Walking into the large fancy hotel room I stood in front of the large window. Once again Broadway was so beautiful. I was blaming the whole night on the lights of Broadway. They were so seductive.

I moved over to the mirror and I let my hair down. I started brushing the long red locks flowing over my shoulders, just like in that mall ladies' room all those years ago. I then realized I had to be a woman, that's what he expected. That's what Bryson expected from the moment he spied on me in the backyard. I looked up and suddenly caught his eyes in the mirror, I'm sure he was surprised by the type of outfit I had on. I never would have picked out something like this for myself. I knew he was going to love it. It was a bright purple slip, slightly boned, and had garters attached to it. My stockings were sheer, taupe, and gorgeous and I slipped into my black pumps. My breasts looked incredible in the cups of the lingerie and held with little straps. I felt my gold necklace from Lohman's and held it, I was changing into a completely different 'woman.' I would soon be saying goodbye to that twenty-one-year-old crossdresser that got into so much trouble years ago.

He was behind me as we gazed at each other in the mirror. He started to kiss my neck and he played with my hair. When his hand went to grab my breast he whispered in my ear. "So after the robbery you never went out again?"

"I didn't. Not until Terri took me to the spa. It feels like years ago, I can't believe it was yesterday."

"I want to take you somewhere. I want to thank you for being here with me."

I felt I should be thanking him.

He held me tighter, we started to move to imaginary music. He then whispered again, I felt his lips brush against my ear. "Do you like piña coladas, and gettin' caught in the rain?" He quietly sang. I looked at him in the mirror, I felt I had a weird grin on my face. "I'm not much into health food, I am into champagne."

I shook his hand as he tightened his grip on my breast. "Are you trying to seduce me with The Piña Colada Song?"

"Um... maybe." He kissed my shoulders and back. "I'm not much into health food, I am into champagne."

I giggled, I thought it was cute especially since he seemed so sincere about it. I turned around, his lips were level with my eyes. I loved that he wanted me. He had wanted me from the instant he first saw me and it turned me on thinking about it. I suddenly felt like I was a seductress and I wanted him to fuck me. I couldn't believe I wanted to feel him inside me.

"I will let you make love to me if you can tell me who sang that song. You have three guesses." I narrowed my eyes.

He stopped and looked at me. "I can make love to you? Really?" He was pleasantly surprised with that option.

"You can. Three guesses, you have a minute, mister." I moved more into the room. I put one hand on my hip and the other played with my red hair. I could see his mind working, he had no clue who sang it.

"Um, Cat Stevens?"

"You think Cat Stevens was going to sing about being into champagne?"

"Uhh, no, no, umm hold on let me think. Neil Diamond?"

"Closer." He was disappointed, I was loving this game. I was loving that my virginity was the prize.

"Wait, do you know?"

I turned around and bent over, showing him my ass. "I do, that is some of the useless information that resides inside my brain." I rubbed and patted my backside. When I turned around I noticed he was wearing a maroon velvet robe almost the same color as my dress from the wedding, and his cock started peering out of it.

"I can't concentrate," His hand went over his eyes as he thought hard. "Um, oh wait, Steely Dan?" He seemed so proud of himself. His smile was huge, I couldn't let him down.

"Close enough, they both sang about piña colada's, ha." I giggled again and put my arms around him. He grabbed my waist and we leaned in for a kiss. This one was different than all the others. This is the one that was leading me down the path to falling in love. Lainie always called me a romantic. I was a sucker for candlelight, seduction, music, and especially romance. I fell in love with her over a weekend.

"Sing to me," I asked him.

He laughed and held me tighter, I felt his cock push into my belly.
"Yes, I like piña coladas
And gettin' caught in the rain."

There was another knock at the door, he would never get to finish that song. He went to answer it and came back with a cart with fruit, champagne, and glasses. His cock was still hard and sticking out of his robe. "Whew, thank god I was at least close. Because, I'm not much into health food, but I am into champagne."

"I'm guessing that's all the lyrics you know."

"Mmm, maybe. But it doesn't matter, you already agreed to let me have you."

"Did I? Are you sure? I was thinking about health food and got distracted. Ha."

***

We were on the balcony drinking the champagne, he was once again behind me. He pointed beyond the city. "That's where our houses lie. I still can't believe I live next door to someone as beautiful as you. I was always jealous of Derrick. He found such a perfect partner."

"You should have introduced yourself to me before. We could have been together this whole time. You could have sung to me over the fence."

He laughed and he took my glass. "Do you want to hear another verse of that Piña Colada song?"

I giggled as his hands started playing with my ass, and he kissed my neck and shoulders again. I couldn't believe how much of a hot zone my neck and ass were. He was rubbing my behind so thoroughly I was getting excited. We were making out with the city as our backdrop. I had to reach up and hold onto him to kiss him properly. I loved that he was so tall, I loved that he was all man.

"Bryson?"

"Yes?"

"I'm not a tranny, I think I'm gender fluid is that okay?"

"I think it should be fine." He laughed and I felt his cock push against my stomach again. "I could check with my lawyer if it would make you happy." I gave him a look and then laughed, I was enjoying myself.

I was thinking that Lainie's silicone cock would be aiming perfectly below my crotch, Bryson was too tall and I had to take him into my hand to try to aim his hardness lower.

"Bryson can you put your cock," I backed up and pointed to my 'pussy' "here." I smiled, I was all of a sudden such a flirt. He smiled as he bent and his cock nestled under me, under my lingerie. I stood on my toes as he moved back and forth. I was getting so wet, this is what I loved. I caught a glimpse of the couple in the reflection of the windows. I hoped someone was watching us, and they would assume we were just a man and a woman. Bryson started to kiss my breasts but I could tell he was uncomfortably bent. He then lifted me and carried me into the middle of the hotel room. I was in his arms and we kissed again while he held me.

"You are really going to let me make love to you?"

"I really am." I had Lainie's dildo inside me, but Bryson was so much bigger, I was just hoping I could handle his entire large cock in my ass.

He laid me on the bed, his cock was so big, I nervously made a grab for it. I moved to the edge and took him into my mouth. His cock had been inside my lips all week. I had never had so much sex before, so much wonderful sex. I sucked as he lost his robe. I was now with a naked man. My hair floating around my face, I was lost in my own eroticism. I was tucked into little purple panties but so excited. I stopped sucking and moved back onto the bed. I propped myself onto my elbows while Bryson watched.

"Bryson? Am I sexy enough for you?"

"Unfortunately you are too sexy, next time you might want to tone it down." He laughed as he crawled up to me and put his lips to my stockinged legs, and he made his way up slowly to my purple panties. I laid down and bent my legs, I wanted him to have full access. I felt him nuzzle the silky lingerie and kiss my thighs. He moved the crotch of my panties over and started kissing me. I felt his tongue enter my little tight hole as he slightly lifted me. His tongue felt so long and soon he put in a finger, then two, then three.

"Oh my god, baby," I moaned. I was so ready to be taken.

"Do you always smell like flowers in your panties?"

"Of course. Freshly cut."

I felt his fingers reaching inside me as his lips explored the surrounding areas. I never had a lover taste me there before and I felt myself opening up and ready to accept his penis.

He then got up and sat on the edge of the bed, he made me squat over his lap. Slowly I descended on his hard prick, hovering on my heels. I felt him enter me, just the head of his cock. So many months ago Lainie stopped putting her silicone cock inside me, she heard me beg for it, she didn't think that was the appropriate response. This was a million times better. It was warm and attached to a real man.

"I'll go slow baby," He whispered as his cock went deeper inside of me. He held my thin waist as I moved up and down at my own pace, taking a little bit of his cock inside me at a time. Soon I was sitting on his lap. My eyes opened wide realizing that I could take his whole cock inside of me. I was quite excited by that revelation. After we fucked for a while he pulled me off and I laid on my side on the bed. Once again his cock went inside of me, he slid right in, I felt like such a whore. I couldn't wait for him to make love to me in my own bed.

"Can I watch as you fuck me?" I asked.

He smiled as I got on my back. I opened my legs and Bryson leaned on the top of me as we kissed. I felt his cock rub against my crotch and belly. I was wondering how he was ever going to be able to slip back inside of me. He then got up and took hold of my thighs. He had a huge grin on his face as he aimed his cock at my waiting hole. I felt the head again and then he slowly pushed in. I wanted him to kiss me but he was miles away from my lips. I wanted him to hold me, I wanted him to love me.

He pounded his cock as I begged him to go harder. I wanted to watch his face as I made him cum, I wanted to know I was doing this correctly. I reached out my hands, my long nails wiggling and begging him to get closer to me. He pushed in closer as I made contact with his hairy chest. He looked at me and I felt him cum, he pushed even harder and I started to cum myself. My 'clit' was facing down still hidden in my panties and the contact I had from his moving cock was making me crazy. I screamed as I felt his sperm shoot inside of me.

When we were done he laid on top of me, still rubbing his wet cock on me. I was extremely happy, I came as a 'woman.'

"That was fantastic," He told me between kisses. I started to lightly cry, I wasn't prepared for feeling like I did. I suddenly felt silly and sexy and worried. How would I ever tell Lainie I slept with Bryson and I loved it. Sex with her couldn't compare. Sex with her had no intimacy, but here I was underneath a man who was licking my tears and playing with my breasts.

***

We made love once more time during the middle of the night. Bryson's cock found its way inside of me on its own. I don't even think we moved and then suddenly he was in. I had such a strong orgasm that I slept straight through until mid-morning. I didn't want to get up. I didn't want to go back to real life.

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End of Part 3 of 4