St Patrick's Day

This arbitrary holiday just so happens to be the weekend before my birthday every year. So even though I'm not Irish in the least, I love to celebrate. In my drinking days it was an excuse to get fucked up, but so was Tuesday. And today I love dressing in green, my favorite color, and watching and laughing at good friends getting themselves shit faced. This year it was just a little bit different.
I started early that day and headed over to my tops house, I hadn't seen him in over a month and come to think of it, haven't seen him since. I brought up that it was my birthday and would appreciate my present early. He happily obliged. Started out with the ritualistic squeeze to his chest both from the front and from the back. A way to instill confidence. And bent me over setting my hands on the same spot on the couch as always. The 'hug' is as much warm up as I ever got from him, witch I don't mind. He alternated with a large paddle and a cane. Playing with my emotions as he never stayed on a rhythm and loved long pauses. My heart raced as he slowly ran the paddle up and down my ass. Or had the rattan run back and forth over my thighs. He put me over his knee and picked up a random piece of wood that was ruler like and used that. I love his big hands and how even he is with his spankings. Nothing feels more stingy or left out. He had me get back up several times rotating his utensil. I had just gotten my flogger in the mail and wanted to feel it. It commented on how light it is, but that didn't hinder him at all. He had me stand hands straight up in the air and not only flogged my back, getting a good sting out of the suede, but flogged my tits. Something he traditionally doesn't do, but it was my birthday after all. He pushed me onto the couch. Usually this meant I got to feel the my bruised butt. This time I got to spread my legs as far apart as I could and feel my flogger in places I always wanted him to touch. As he switched back and forth between my flogger and the wooden piece my ankles ended up besides my butt on the couch. Shedding a few distinct tears I looked up to finally see his sadistic side in his eyes. Something he had kept under control and hidden for months. It was amazing and I left after 3 hours only to sit awkwardly on the bus.
I went to pick up a friend that was freaking out about a STD she had just discovered. I got her back to her place and got a beer or two into her, just enough that I could get her pants off and with the help of the Internet play doctor. Sure enough her fears were true and we came up with a quick plan of action. First things first, more alcohol for her and a short, but fun time with her itty bitty flogger. She gasped when I showed her my ass and immediately had to take a picture for me. I was almost as black and blue as I was after my first scene. I ended up showing that picture off for the next week if not longer. She drunkenly did my make up and as long as we where taking pictures of my ass why not take them of my tits too? She compared them too her head and made a face book ID out of one of the shots.
I decided we needed to adventure, besides my friend lived right down the street. We wondered down that way. She crashed out on the couch and wouldn't move. So me and him snuck back to his room and started at it. He gets an instant boner when he sees me. So I jumped on it. I was so hot and bothered from my top earlier and just needed that spot I can never reach itched. He's good for that being a skinny little thing with an amazingly long cock. Sometimes I can't even fit it into me. We went for a quickly and then checked on my friend who had disappeared. She had wondered back to her place. I instinctively dragged him back into his room once finding out she was safe. But was put on hiatus because he had friends coming over, but I should stick around. I played the noddy bar tender. Mixed drinks and rubbed up against him the whole night. I had a blast. As people started to space out or leave I got him into bed again. He was so uncomfortable with the exhibitionism. It was super cute. I changed his mind with not much of a fight. Just got a hold of that nice hard cock with my mouth and all his inhibitions evaporated. First he took me laying down. My back to his, trying to move as little as possible and keep very quiet. Once I convinced him that his friend was truly out cold, he let me ride him. stuffing my own underwear into my mouth to try to muffle my screams. It didn't work for long. As he hit my cervix with his head I shook uncontrollable with explosions all the way down my legs and up through my belly. Every once in a while he would grab a nipple in his mouth and it was over. I was moaning for the whole house to hear. I gushed all over him as he filled his rubber. We melted besides each other, struggling to fill our lungs. It took us maybe 15 min and we decided to put our cloths back on to sleep. We were both all sticky, so a shower was in order. We snuck naked passed his friend on the chair and into the bathroom. Back attached at the mouth, it didn't take us long for me to be sitting on top of him again. A tile floor and cold bath tub wasn't the best place. I got up and was pressed against the counter by him. Once unleashed he can be quite the animal. I'm a little too short and he's just a little too tall for that to work right away. So he lifted me up onto the counter and fucked me against the mirror. It was amazing and a first for me. When I thought I was in the most unattractive position, half curled up and legs askew he exclaimed how gorgeous I was and how lucky he was to be fucking me. This boy worships the ground I walk on. We ended with a quick shower and didn't get back to bed till 6am. Both exhausted we didn't even bother getting dressed and passed out in each other's arms.
It was quite amazing, and it all started with the attitude of 'why not?'

Finally Meeting Her

Meeting Angie was not what I expected. It was better.
He came over as the boy I knew him as, and I got to help dress her. She's a size 0 dammit, and her ass looked so good in her jeans. With her tight white shirt and a bra that was too small, she's the lesbian I always knew she could be. She let down her long blond hair and I tied it back with a silk ribbon. I then went to work on her make up. Brightening those baby blues with just the right touch of purple. She was uncomfortable at first with having visible eyebrows at first, but came around to how gorgeous she looked.
We stepped outside into the sun and that girl has a grace that I could never match. She glides along and knows exactly how to hold her long legs, delicate shoulders and ethereal features. She is drop dead gorgeous. We went out to the city and with her on my arm, I was a lucky dyke indeed!

Finding His Vagina

I've been seeing a transexual for a little while now. He identifies as a lesbian, but is happy with his male body. He dose have an alter ego that is a female, that i quickly found out about the first time we met, and she made me fall for him even more.
The first time i was with him i could feel his lushous hips, and the swell of his thighs that are not really there. He's a lanky little white boy, but those aspects of his body where there because of Angie. She's a gorgous, yummy, curvy, blond diva and he is a sweet, adhd, super neerdy, stoner that loves hulusinagenics. I love it!
So i remember when i first found it, i was exploring his body with my eyes closed and instinctively went to where the yummy folds and depths of him would be. I went to the base of his cock and just dug my tounge in and started going at it. Much like i had done so many times with my girlfriends. At first i heard a giggle and then slow deep moans, oohs and ahhs she couldn't hold back. She started to lift her pelvis tword my face and grind into my tounge. I could feel her legs shake with the waves of pleasure. All things he never did when i just sucked his cock. The whole time he never got hard, but i slowly brought him to that place i know and love. I kept going till he screamed my name and the little tremors through her thighs became a full on body earthquake.
He layed there head swimming amazed that i actally found that sweet spot. We cuddled, her catching my breath responding to every slight movement of my fingers across her body, as i delighted in knowing exactly how he felt in that moment and that i was the one to bring her there for the first time. I conjoled him to step outside for a cigarette and watched his after tremors cascade through her jellow legs. As we talked about how he knew it was theoretically possible, but had never tested it and i teased him about being unabashidly on cloud nine, I felt victorious and gracious that i got to share this experience with her.
We have since had lots of sex. Ranging from the all night long vanilla sessions with his amazing large cock, having me beg for mercy. To me enjoying her body, just because i can feel it. And combinations of the two. I can't wait to take her out as my girlfriend instead of just another boy i'm fucking, but that will be another story!