Chapter 2

Not long after Ben’s 50^th birthday party began, Nigel answered a knock on the door. Opening it, Nigel found a couple he had met once before, John Murray and his wife, Courtney. A little star-struck at meeting the AFL star, Nigel didn’t notice they had brought another guest.

“Hi, again, Nigel,” John Murray said. “You remember Courtney, of course.” Then encouraging the young man he’d brought along forward, John said, “This is Chin-lung (Jin-Long). He’s a Taiwanese exchange student that Courtney and I are hosting for this semester.”

“Hi, Nigel,” Chin-lung said, shaking Nigel’s hand. “Call me Gin. It’s easier.”

Nigel was even more tongue-tied than he was meeting John and Courtney. Nigel thought Chin-lung was exquisite. Chin-lung was only about 5-ft. 4-in. (163 cm) tall, and Nigel guessed that Chin-lung only weighed around 140 lbs (64 kg). With soft, delicate features, a fine nose, and full lips, Chin-lung looked quite androgynous, and Nigel fell in love.

Watching Nigel and Gin openly examine each other, to the exclusion of all others, sent a smile flitting across Courtney’s face. Tugging on John’s arm, she said, “Come on. Let’s go find Ben. Leave those two to get to know each other.”

Nigel finally found his tongue, “Oh, shit,” he said. “Sorry for ogling. Would you like a drink? Something cold or hot?”

“It’s okay, Nigel,” Gin answered. “I was equally as guilty of ogling.”

Then, holding up the six-pack of wine coolers he’d brought, Gin added, “If you have somewhere I can store these to keep them cool, I’ll have one now and get more later.”

Nigel blushed shyly, “I have a bar fridge in my room. If you’d like to use that?”

“Hmm,” Gin said. “Make you hot and my coolers cold at the same time. Sounds perfect.”

Gin turned Nigel and kissed him passionately as soon as Nigel closed the bedroom door. Being much shorter than the almost 6-foot (183 cm) Nigel, Gin stood on tip-toes to reach for the kiss. As he stretched, Gin’s T-shirt pulled out of his trousers, exposing a sheer nylon bodysuit.

Fascinated, Nigel pulled the T-shirt off Gin’s lithe body. Then, dropping to his knees, Nigel pulled Gin’s tight-fitting jeans down, revealing suspenders and stockings to match the body suit above.

Gin’s thick, 6-inch cock was beautifully encased in a tiny G-string thong. It rapidly hardened in front of Nigel’s panting mouth, straining at the thin material holding it down.

‘Oh, Gawd,’ Nigel thought. ‘This is what I need. An androgynous boy/girl. The best of both worlds. Feminine softness, with a rock-hard cock.’

Taking Gin’s stiffening cock out of its pouch, Nigel ran his tongue around the head before allowing it to slide into his mouth.

“Oh, fuck,” Gin moaned. “Cup my balls, baby. I’m about to cum!”

Holding Nigel’s head firmly in his feminine hands, Gin unloaded a virtual torrent into Nigel’s greedily sucking mouth. Then, pulling Nigel up, Gin toppled backward onto the bed. Spreading his thighs, Gin unzipped Nigel and fished Nigel’s colossal wang out between the fly.

“OMFG!” Gin moaned as he felt Nigel’s huge cock twitching in his hand. “You have to shove that delicious bat in my boy pussy right now!”

Spitting on his hand and rubbing it over the head of Nigel’s dick, Gin guided it into his ass. A pained grunt flew from Gin’s mouth as Nigel’s cock burst through his knot and deep into his ass. But then Nigel’s cock hit Gin’s prostate, and Gin was gone.

Grunting and groaning, Gin moaned, “Oh, fuck, yes. Fuck me, you man. You big-tooled, gorgeous man, make this slutty girly boy yours.”

Because of his extreme girth and length, Nigel mostly received during sex. One of the reasons Gloria had Nigel so confused was that she so readily took all his cock. Took it all and demanded more. Typically, on the rare times he could find a partner willing to allow penetration, Nigel spent ages stretching and preparing his lover’s ass before fucking them.

But, suddenly, Nigel had two lovers who wanted him to fuck them and demanded he forcefully did so. In seventh heaven, Nigel kissed Gin, grabbed him by his shoulders and started gently fucking Gin’s already gaped ass.

“Don’t hold back, lover,” Gin demanded. “I can take all you’ve got and then some.”

Groaning with pent-up desire, Nigel shifted his weight, so he settled more firmly onto Gin’s chest. Then Nigel pulled Gin down as he thrust forwards into him. Gin’s legs lifted to wrap around Nigel’s hips, and Gin met every thrust with his own.

Nigel’s bedroom was filled with the sounds of an ass being well and truly fucked. Nigel’s pelvis slapped loudly against Gin’s ass as Nigel withdrew all but the tip of his gigantic dick out of Gin before slamming it back in as hard as possible. Gin came first. Nigel’s thick cock rubbed Gin’s prostate with every stroke. It was more than Gin could bare, so, squealing like a girl, Gin shot juices between his and Nigel’s bellies. Feeling his lover’s cum squirting sent Nigel exploding into orgasm.

With his nuts squeezed against his shaft, Nigel blasted his seed into Gin’s rear fuck hole. Locking lips with Gin, Nigel bucked and shuddered with Gin as they both enjoyed several after-shocks. By the time Nigel rolled off onto his back, they were both covered in cum. More fluids slowly leaked back out of Gin’s still gaping ass.

Gin went down on Nigel without a word and hoovered their combined secretions off Nigel’s wang. Nigel was soon ready to go again. So was Gin. Gin opened Nigel’s bedside drawer and took out the bottle of lube he knew was in there. Oiling his thick 6-inch cock, Gin spread some lube onto Nigel’s ass before lifting Nigel’s knees and forcing them apart.

Positioning the head of his penis at Nigel’s rosebud, Gin asked, “You ready for me, baby?”

In answer, Nigel moaned and nodded as he hooked his heels behind Gin’s thighs and pulled his lover towards him. Nigel twitched as Gin’s diamond-hard dick drilled through his ass’ knot but, only seconds later, quickly shoved his hips up to meet every downward thrust from Gin.

Gin moved so he could kneel with his ass on his heels. Gin’s thighs were spread around Nigel’s hips. Gin couldn’t stroke as far in and out of Nigel’s ass like this. But he could take Nigel’s enormous todger in his hand and masturbate Nigel as he fucked him.

Next, Gin shifted again so that he was on his knees and resting on his left hand. This allowed him to fuck Nigel deeper and still allowed him to toss Nigel off.

Nigel’s eyes rolled back. Then, with an expansive groan, Nigel’s cock spat cum into the air as his orgasm ripped through him. Pulling quickly out of Nigel’s ass, Gin wrapped his soft lips around the head of Nigel’s cock and milked Nigel into his mouth.

After swallowing Nigel’s latest gift, Gin slid back into Nigel’s ass before filling it with cum.

“I need to go pee, baby,” Gin informed Nigel after they both settled on the bed. “Do you have a robe I can borrow? I want to duck out to the car and get my things if that’s okay?”

Nigel pointed at the robe hanging behind the door. Gin put it on and slipped out the door. He was back a few minutes later carrying a shopping bag and a small handbag. Then, sitting at Nigel’s dresser, Gin opened the handbag and removed more makeup items than Nigel thought existed.

Starting with some skin prep, Gin carefully and skilfully transformed himself from a handsome, if somewhat effeminate, man into a stunning vision of Asian loveliness. By the time Gin added the long black wig he had taken out of the shopping bag, there was no sign, other than the thick cock between his legs, that Gin was male.

Looking at the stunning vision before him, Nigel’s dick rose to the occasion again. Taking it in his hand, Nigel stroked himself to full erection before presenting his cock’s head to Gin’s ruby-coloured lips.

Laughing coquettishly, Gin whispered, “Bad boy! You just want to mess my makeup up.”

“And cum in your mouth,” Nigel added.

Cupping Nigel’s balls, Gin allowed most of Nigel’s colossal fuck-stick into his mouth. Then, swallowing gamely, relaxed his larynx and let Nigel push in until Nigel’s hairy pelvis tickled his nose.

“No fucking way!” Nigel moaned. “You did not just take every inch in your mouth!”

But Gin had. To make things even better, Gin put a hand on Nigel’s ass and the other on Nigel’s hip. Then, Gin pushed Nigel’s hip before pulling him back in. Getting the hint, Nigel began slowly fucking Gin’s mouth.

Gin accepted Nigel’s length readily, and before long, Nigel held Gin’s head tightly as he vigorously shafted Gin’s throat.

Nigel came with a roar. Pulling out of Gin’s mouth, Nigel offered his balls and taint to the kneeling Gin. As Gin lashed his balls and perineum, Nigel wanked himself viciously before pulling back and unloading all over Gin’s face.

Gathering the mess off his face before feeding it into his mouth, Gin smiled at Nigel, “I knew you’d wreck my makeup, you naughty boy. Now, I’ll have to start all over again.”

Nigel didn’t feel the least bit guilty. Instead, lying on his bed, Nigel avidly watched Gin return his face to beautiful. Once satisfied with his appearance, Gin dressed in an ultra-short miniskirt. Then he added a bra with ‘chicken-fillet’ inserts and a tiny halter top that left his back bare and barely covered his bra.

Stepping into a pair of 7-inch stiletto pumps and adjusting the long, straight, black wig on his head, Gin said, “Shall we go and make your friends and housemates jealous and see how many hearts we can break?”

Laughing, Nigel offered his arm and escorted Gin out into the raucous party swirling around the house.

Ben had just completed his assignation with Beverly when Nigel and Gin exited Nigel’s room.

Seeing Gin’s gorgeously protruding bottom and her calves popping, Ben thought, ‘Fuck! Maybe I got Nigel all wrong. First Gloria, now this delectable piece. Nigel and his enormous cock must be straight after all.’

Heading for the pool deck, Ben forgot all about Nigel and his new friend.

After setting his mate up with Beverly, Ben received kisses from his two younger female housemates. The younger of the two, Emily, gave Ben a small wrapped gift.

“Happy birthday, Benny,” Emily said as she got on tip-toes to kiss him. “Hope it’s a great one. I got you this little gift,” she added, handing Ben a small box.

Shaking it, Ben asked, “What is it?”

“The key to my heart,” Emily smiled. “Open it and see.”

Ben ripped off the paper and opened the box. Inside were two keys, a small gold one and a larger silver one that looked like a plain Yale door key.

Emily pulled Ben down to plant another quick kiss on his shocked lips, “Look for the padlock on my heart,” she whispered. “It should be obvious what the other key opens.”

To make sure Ben looked in the right place, Emily turned before shaking her ass and walking off. Snugged around her waist, just above her full ass, Emily wore a gold chain complete with a heart-shaped gold padlock. The chain twined through her bikini briefs, and the padlock had to be opened and the chain undone before the briefs could be removed.

Ben’s already imminent erection grew more noticeable, so he quickly jumped into the pool to hide it.

‘WTF!’ He thought. ‘Could Emily mean what she just said and hinted at? Surely not! I’m over twice her age.’

But he was certain the little minx precisely meant what she had hinted. She wanted Ben to use both keys to visit her later that night.

Ben circulated through the party, greeting friends and getting to know the partners and others his friends had brought. Although Ben received numerous ‘come-ons’ and some explicit offers, his mind kept returning to the gold chain and padlock over Emily’s rounded butt.

The clock nearing midnight found Ben outside Emily’s room. Glancing around to ensure he wasn’t seen, Ben used the silver key to open Emily’s door, and he quickly slipped inside. Emily stood framed by the moonlight pouring in through her bedroom window. Her arm rested on the sill. All she wore was the gorgeous bikini described earlier.

Ben’s mouth went dry, “Gawd, Emily. You are an absolute vision,” Ben panted.

Smiling coquettishly, Emily tipped her head back and shook her lustrous brown locks, “I’m glad, Sir, approves,” she murmured huskily.

Needlessly, she added, “Did you bring the other key?”

Ben held it up for Emily to see.

Trying her best to play the role of seductress, the inexperienced Emily purred, “Then get on your knees before me and use it, big boy.”

Spoiling the illusion a little by nearly tripping over the rug beside her bed, Emily turned and presented her curvy but toned butt to Ben.

Kneeling, Ben quickly undid the lock and tugged Emily’s bikini bottom down. As Ben pulled her bikini brief down, Emily undid the clasp between the bikini’s cups and let it fall to the floor. Then, stepping out of the bikini bottom, Emily turned and lowered her ass onto Ben’s bent thighs.

Wrapping her arms around Ben’s neck, Emily laid her head on Ben’s shoulder before kissing his jaw, “Make love to me, Ben, please. Show me what it means to be a real man’s girl.”

Holding Emily’s rounded bottom, Ben stood, then laid her on the bed. Ben kissed Emily’s plump lips before covering her tiny but full-figured body with his. Then, Ben slid down to Emily’s luscious chest. Gently cupping Emily’s right breast, Ben ran his tongue in small circles around Emily’s left nipple.

Finding Emily’s tiny right nipple with his thumb, Ben mimicked the circling motion of his tongue. Then, swapping over, Ben tongued Emily’s right nipple as he thumbed her left.

Moaning, Emily instinctively lifted and spread her knees to allow Ben to settle between them. Feeling Ben’s muscular chest on her stomach had Emily panting with desire. The exquisite feelings Ben elicited from her breasts made her yearn for more.

So, pushing her pudenda up at Ben, Emily groaned as she held Ben to her breasts, “More, honey, please. Taste me, I beg you.”

Ben continued to flick and circle Emily’s breasts with his tongue and thumb, ignoring Emily’s plea. Then, letting his hand trail down Emily’s rib cage, Ben forced himself up enough to slide his hand between his body and Emily’s bed. Next, Ben found Emily’s trimmed pubis. Then, delving through the wispy hair, Ben’s right thumb found Emily’s clitoris. Finally, pressing his thumb firmly against Emily’s pleasure nub, Ben suckled her nipples as he manipulated her clit.

Emily’s hands flew to Ben’s hair. Then, grabbing a handful with each hand, Emily moaned, “Oh, Gawd, Ben. I’m going to cum!”

Arching her back, Emily thrust her hips up at Ben before gasping through a mild orgasm. Sighing, Emily opened her eyes to gaze at Ben, “Fuck, that was good, Ben. What do you want me to do for you?”

Knowing Emily had only had a minor orgasm, Ben replied, “Relax, Em. Open your mind, and let me take you to nirvana. We’ve only begun our journey, little one. And we’ve barely made it to base camp on Mount Orgasmic.”

Stretching luxuriously, which caused her voluptuous chest to jiggle delightfully, Emily purred, “Then take me there, lover. I want to leap off the peak of Mount Orgasmic hand-in-hand with you.”

Holding Emily’s gorgeously large breasts in his hands as he gently tweaked and pulled on her nipples. Ben then kissed slowly down Emily’s smoothly curved abdomen, across her pubis and onto her shaved pussy lips.

Lapping at the entrance to Emily’s vulva, Ben tweaked and pulled more insistently on Emily’s nipples. Causing Emily a tiny amount of pain as the pleasure from his tongue drove her into bliss, Ben slowly encouraged Emily to climb Cum Mountain.

Emily began panting.

“Oh, Gawd. Oh, Gawd. Oh, Gawd,” she repeated over and over as never before felt sensations of total pleasure pulsed through her body.

Moving his right hand from Emily’s left nipple, Ben slipped that hand under his body before finding the entrance to Emily’s pussy. Then Ben opened his mouth and covered Emily’s twat from her clitoris to her labia. Next, holding his tongue in a point, Ben rapidly flicked it over Emily’s clit before circling that divine nub as quickly as possible. Finally, Ben let his tongue fall flat as he lapped from above his finger to Emily’s clitoris.

Ben had his middle finger delved deep inside Emily’s quim. Then, hooking his finger up and back, Ben searched for the rough area inside of Emily’s cunt, behind her pubic bone, that indicated her G-spot. Finding it by Emily’s sudden gasped expression of want, Ben returned to flicking his tongue over and around Emily’s clit. Then he twirled his fingers over Emily’s most sensitive inner pleasure node.

Emily grabbed a handful of the sheet on either side of her body. Then, almost levitating off the bed as she arched her back, Emily screamed into an earth-shattering cum explosion.

“FUUUUUUUUUCCKKKK MEEEEEEEEEE, BEN!!!. I’M CUUMMMMMMMMMING,” She yelled, much to the amusement of the other guests.

Bucking like a wild thing, Emily shook and shuddered through several more orgasms before sagging back onto the bed.

Knowing he needed to allow Emily to come down from her cum high, Ben moved so he could hold Emily gently as he stroked her hair and whispered inanities to her.

Satiated and humming softly, Emily’s eyes finally opened. She gazed wonderingly at Ben, “So that is what making love should feel like?” she asked. “Wow! I want to make you feel good, Ben. What would you have me do to make you feel as good as I do?”

Hugging Emily to his broad chest, Ben answered, “Having you orgasm so beautifully under me is reward enough, my darling girl. But, if you want me to, I can enter you and make you feel even better.”

“I want you to, Ben,” Emily shyly said. “I want you to, very much.”

Ben is a considerate and gifted lover. Sensing that despite her seductive display, Emily was a sexual novice, Ben chose to make slow, burning, passionate love to her. So, Ben began by gently stroking Emily’s hair and face as he skilfully kissed her.

Holding the back of Emily’s head with his left hand, Ben tilted his head before kissing her luscious lips. Then, sliding his tongue forward, Ben lightly licked the corner of Emily’s mouth and along her lips. Finally, taking Emily’s pouting bottom lip between his teeth, Ben gently bit down on it before pulling softly back.

Feeling this tiny amount of pain had Emily’s juices percolating again. With a deep moan, she found Ben’s head with her hands and kissed him back. Then, holding Ben’s head firmly, Emily rolled onto her back, pulling Ben onto her body and between her plump thighs.

Lifting her knees, Emily wrapped her thighs around Ben’s hips. Then, with her heels on Ben’s calves, Emily encouraged Ben to enter her by pulling insistently back.

But when she felt the size of Ben’s cock against her labia, Emily’s eyes flew open, “You’re so big, baby,” Emily fearfully said. “I’m scared that it’s going to hurt.”

“Little one,” Ben reassured her. “You’re so hot and wet and ready for me that I promise I’ll slide home easily, and it’ll feel better than you can ever imagine.”

Still fearful, Emily nodded to indicate Ben should continue.

As Ben predicted, he slipped through Emily’s pussy sphincter and deeply into her without issue. Ben’s pelvis hit Emily’s pubic bone. Wonderingly, Emily pushed Ben back so she could see his dick inside her.

“OMG!” She said. “It’s all in! All of it. Every inch of that magnificent thing is inside me. OMFG!”

Ben clenched his pelvic floor. In response, Ben’s cock jumped inside Emily. It scraped across Emily’s G-spot, and Emily emitted a surprised grunt, “OMFG! Do that again, please.”

Ben rhythmically clenched his ass shut. Emily started to buck every time he did. Finally, her eyes rolled back, and she groaned loudly, “Fuck me, Ben. I need you to fuck me right now!”

Still controlling things beautifully, Ben began moving back and forth inside Emily. It didn’t take long before Emily demanded more.

“Harder! Faster! Oh, fuck! Yes! Fuck me. Fuck me hard, Ben. Oh, Gawd. Oh, Gawd!”

Emily gave up all control to her older, more experienced lover. Instead, she rode the sensations. Finally, Emily was there. She stood at the pinnacle of Cum Mountain and gazed into the depths of orgasmic heaven. Then, with one last screamed exhalation, Emily launched into the abyss of a cataclysmic cum event.

Feeling Emily’s juices wash over his balls, Ben released the binds he had tied so firmly around his need and unleashed a torrent of man seed into Emily’s wanting and grasping cunt.

Ben and Emily fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Morning found the Stokes household slowly gathering in Ben’s kitchen. Nigel and Gin were the first to appear. Gin had touched up his makeup and wore an outfit more suited to day wear than the night before.

Gloria and Barry arrived next. Seeing Nigel and Gin cuddling confused Gloria, ‘I’m sure Nigel is gay,’ she thought. ‘But here he is, cuddled up to a gorgeous woman. WTF?’ Looking Gin over appreciatively, Gloria added to her thoughts, “Fuck! I wouldn’t mind a chop at her, too.’

Sarah walked past the kitchen with her lover in tow. Opening the door, Sarah crooned, “Thanks for a great night, lover. Call me soon, okay?”

Returning to the kitchen, Sarah raised an eyebrow at the quizzical expressions on the others’ faces.

“What? I gave him a false number. He wasn’t that good. But I needed an itch scratched, and scratched it was.”

Another hour passed before Ben appeared. The rest stood and applauded.

“What the fuck?” Ben asked.

“You were even louder than Gloria, Ben,” Sarah explained. “Well. You weren’t, but Emily was.”

Incredibly proud of himself, Ben smiled and said, “What’s a guy to do? Emily wanted some of this,” he indicated his nearly naked body with a flourish. “Besides, who wouldn’t?”

A little later, Emily sheepishly joined the others in the kitchen. Sarah and Gloria surrounded her and gave her big hugs.

Laughing, Sarah said, “Good to see you’re not only a perve but an active participant, Ems. You’ll have to tell me all about it later.”

Emily walked over to Ben, kissing his cheek shyly. She said, “Sorry, big daddy. I didn’t realise everyone knew.”

Hugging her back, Ben replied, “I don’t mind, Em. I like that everyone knows we’re lovers.”

Gloria, surprisingly, made breakfast for everyone. Bacon, eggs, hash browns, fried mushrooms and toast were served to all who wanted them. All except Sarah dug into the food.

“Carbs go straight on my thighs,” Sarah explained. “Then it’s too much like hard work to get rid of them. So, I don’t eat them.”

As they ate, Ben examined Gin closely. ‘Fuck! Is she hot, or what?’ He thought.

Gin wore a clinging pair of exercise leggings. Underneath these, Gin had put on a ‘control brief’. The brief allowed Gin to tuck his thick cock away, so it wasn’t readily apparent. With a crop top and his ‘chicken fillets’ in place, Gin looked like a gorgeous young Asian woman on the brink of her twenties.

Nigel loved that Ben and Gloria were attracted to Gin, ‘It’s awesome having a hot girlfriend that everyone lusts over,’ he thought. ‘Best part is, I get rogered by her cock whenever I want to be.’

Nigel considered sending Gin to seduce Ben so he could finally taste Ben’s dick, but he thought Ben would freak out when Ben learned Gin was a man.

Beverly, Rod and Mark walked into the kitchen. Beverly wore one of Ben’s dressing gowns and was obviously naked underneath. Rod still only wore his speedos. Mark was fully dressed.

Surprised, Ben said, “Where did you three come from?”

“If you’d slept in your bed last night, Mister,” Beverly acerbically said. “You’d know.”

Indicating Rod, Beverly added, “You know Rod?”

“My accountant?” Ben replied. “No. I don’t know him at all.”

Mark saw Gin, and his eyebrows raised. Gin and Mark had chatted on an internet site before. Both knew of the others’ crossdressing. Hiding his reaction, Mark introduced the three to everyone there.

“Your daughter?” Rodney asked Beverly. “She’s just as beautiful as her mother.”

Barry protectively put his arm around Gloria. Gloria glanced at him and smiled, “Men can look, Barry,” she told him. “As long as they only look, it’s not a problem.”

Gloria had decided that Barry was her man. She hoped she could have something similar to what her mother and father had. Beverly and Mark loved each other, but Mark loved watching Beverly fucking other men. Mark wasn’t only a voyeur. He actively recruited men to fuck his wife. And he loved hiding in closets and watching them do her.

Gloria wanted Barry to be like her father. A steadfast man who loved her unconditionally but left her free to explore her sexuality.

Nudging Barry, Beverly said, “So, are you finally going to call that Uber and take me back to yours? Or am I staying here and seeing if Ben, Gin, or Rodney wants to fuck me?”

Barry had his phone out in a flash. The Uber appeared a few minutes later, and Gloria and Barry left.

Rodney left next.

Kissing Beverly’s cheek, he said, “It’s been a pleasure, my dear. You have my number. Call me if you and your husband want a repeat performance.”

Sarah stretched and yawned, “I’m going back to bed,” she said. “Emily, if you’d like to taste my pussy, come with me.”

Emily hugged Ben and replied, “No, thanks, hun. I’d rather hang out here for now.”

Nigel said, “Gin and I are heading out. I need to do some grocery shopping. Do you or Emily need anything?”

“Gin?” Ben asked. “John and Courtney’s exchange student? I thought Gin was a man?”

“I am,” Gin answered. “Well. I was born with a cock, but I more closely identify as a woman than a man.”

‘Fuck me,’ Ben thought. ‘I don’t care what he is. I’d fuck him in a New York minute!’

Emily was equally gobsmacked. Having experienced Gloria’s overt sexuality. Sarah’s soft, feminine charms, plus Ben’s rampant heterosexuality. She thought making love with Gin would help broaden her experiences.

Initially, Emily thought Gin was female. Having already fucked with Gloria and Sarah, Emily didn’t think adding Gin would add much to her experiences. But now she thought a ‘chick with a dick’ would be an erotic sidebar to her explorations.

Nigel revelled in the sensation of having a ‘girlfriend’ that women and men were attracted to. His long, thick cock throbbed at the thought of watching Gin with any of his flatmates. Nigel pleaded to the Gods he believed in that Ben wanted to take Gin to bed. If he did, Nigel would insist he was allowed to join in. Then, finally, Nigel could make true his desire to suck and be fucked by Ben.

Mark and Beverly left. Beverly said, kissing Ben and hugging Emily, “Be good to him. Emily. He acts like a big old tough grizzly bear, but he’s just a teddy bear on the inside.”

Surprised by how readily Ben’s friends accepted her as part of Ben’s life, Emily replied, “I will, Beverly. I don’t know where this is heading, but I’ll never purposefully hurt him.”

“See that you don’t, Missy,” Beverly responded. “I love this big old lump of a man, and I wouldn’t want to hurt you. But, if you break his heart, I will.”

Turning to Ben, Beverly said, “And you never fucked my ass, Ben. You owe me. Come and visit early next week. I need to feel that delicious dick of yours sliding into my ass again.”

With Sarah sleeping in her room, that left Emily and Ben alone.

“Well, Mister,” Emily asked. “Are you going to take me to your bed and fuck me, or what?”

Laughing, Ben said, “You need to learn how to deep-throat a cock. Promise me you’ll learn, and I’ll fuck you into nirvana again.”

“Why are we still in the kitchen?” Emily rhetorically asked.

Meanwhile, at Barry’s flat, Gloria was slowly letting Barry’s slender 5-inch dick slide out of her ass. She’d tried to cum with Barry fucking her pussy, but found Barry didn’t fill her enough for her to be satisfied. Now the initial rush of a new conquest had worn off, Gloria needed more inside her than Barry provided.

In desperation, Gloria had straddled Barry and guided his cock into her ass. She got close but still hadn’t managed to pop off the edge.

‘Why are all the nice men I meet useless fucks?’ she thought.

Barry managed to stave off his orgasm, so his cock still jumped and throbbed. Barry wanted Gloria to cum so he could cum with her. He knew if he couldn’t satiate Gloria, Gloria would quickly move on to another.

Deciding to take a cue from some of the things he’d heard about Ben, Barry tried to ‘butch up’. Making his voice deeper and more powerful, Barry said, “Where are you going, bitch? I didn’t say we were done. Get on your knees and suck this.”

Then he rudely shoved his meagre dick into Gloria’s mouth.

Amused, Gloria chose to play along. Sucking Barry’s cock as she played with his balls, Gloria looked fetchingly up at Barry. Then, letting his cock out of her mouth, she said, “Like this, Sir? Does Sir like the way I suck his dick?”

Already losing the charade, Barry moaned a definitive “Yes.”