I am a girl and i want to have a sex chat

Big bed in the middle of the space, racks and racks of little dresses and blouses and all sorts of other girly treats all around. Soft smooth skin, and that white lacy, perfectly fitted bra clasping her breasts, which gently lifted and sank with her aroused breathing. Make up, jewellery, a couple boxes of tampons and panty liners, and at least two vibrators just rolling around in there. This was, after all, a more than strange situation. He held both hands on his ass, arching his back slightly, pushing his breasts forward, and he lifted his ass cheeks. He could even see where the vagina split into two lips. And they were full of feeling, desperate to be squeezed and pulled. Oh my God, he thought, I would love someone to suck my tits. He wouldn’t allow himself to find out if he had a cunt until he had run his hands across his slim waist, down onto his hips and round the back to clasp his ass. He could feel his pussy lips being ever so gently moved apart. His hands came round the front, following the top seam of his knickers. Inside, a sweet little mound of curly pubes receded down to the curve of his cunt. He clutched one of his tits, with the middle finger of his other hand feeling its way into his moistening hole. He could feel the wetness on his finger, but he could also feel it... It was definitely, undoubtedly, thrillingly, a cunt. Surrounded by girls’ things: dresses, skirts, blouses, loose tops, tight tops, more knickers, more bras. And all over his body - starting with his tits, and tingling all the way down to his toes. His middle finger ran along the length of his labia - just like he had done many times before with other girls. This time, he was the girl, and he was feeling his own pussy lips. And he was standing there, naked apart from his knickers and his bra, in a girl’s bedroom.

He had a quick look around the house - all very nice - helped himself to some cereal, and went back to Lucy’s room. Full of cock, she had ground her pussy around, clamping down, refusing to let him get his dick out of her, grinding her clit on him, her juices all over his pubes and his balls. “Hi Dani,” she said lightly, in her soft musical voice. A girl, wearing a bra and knickers (great, that’s good - suddenly he felt so glad that his breasts were covered up, contained, made decent). He jumped into the bed, and pulled the covers over his body. Lucy, the girl from last night, who Dan had taken home and fucked until they had fallen asleep in each others’ arms - remember her? He’d give anything to go back to her house, be invited into her bedroom, and spend a few hours taking her clothes off and - with a bit of luck - fucking every way they could think of until they fell asleep.“Let’s go, then,” she said. He felt almost ridiculously submissive as he followed her out of the bar, leaving half-finished drinks, feeling drunk, wondering if it was OK that she was so forward. She unbuttoned her top, and slipped the shoulders off. He fingered the knickers, careful not to put them out of their careful arrangement. The ones with her sweat, her juices and her sexy smell all over. They would be tight, but he should be able to get them onto his boringly straight man’s hips. And he felt a perfect, round, soft breast inside it. Rather than risk disturbing the arrangement, so she might find out what he had done, he would try on the knickers and bra that were lying on the floor beside him. With his eyes still closed, he lifted one hand to cup one side of the bra.... Pretty little girly bralettes in all sorts of soft colours - pinks, yellows and baby blues. Then he ran his hand across the rows and rows of bras. Lacy bits here, silky bits there, straps and clasps and adjusters. He couldn’t possibly let her know that he had been in her underwear drawer. They felt great, and he loved thinking about her vaginal juices against his balls. It hung from his fingers, such a light garmet, so clever, so complicated. My pussy really enjoyed last night, and I want to do it again.”Dan got up, showered, thinking of all the times she’d showered there before dressing herself - knickers on, bra on, and then her choice of clothes from the amazing selection on the racks around her room. He admired them - just think what had been inside them. and then he let her sink all the way down and she had groaned with satisfaction as he watched her cunt swallow the full length of his dick. They were white shiny satin at the front, with lace details, and of course an absorbent cotton gusset. A day’s worth of her private sexy thoughts causing little licks of secret wetness. She was straining for it, but he wouldn’t let her have it...