Dad would slap me on the back:"Well done, m'boy, you've picked a good 'un there."Then he would add, "'Course, I don't know what she sees in you." Ohth...nks Dad, always have to spoil it!But now when I went back home it would be, not "Mum, Dad, I'd like youto meet my girlfriend Delia", but "Mum, Dad, I'm Delia now!" Would thatbe a problem? Well, that was for another day.It was the company that named me Bunny Delia. We couldn't choose our newnames, just as we couldn't choose what bodysuit we were. It was a mutually-satisfactory playtime, and we engaged in a pretty deep conversation about all things sexual in our lives. As a mature bi guy (since age 14), I was able to share some of my more grand playtimes, with all genders - orientations - sizes - shapes - races - et al. He was very intrigued, to the point of becoming erect again. I wasn't going to send him on his way in that condition, so I oralized him to orgasm. He left, and that was that for the day. He called me that night and asked. As my dick was hard as hell and dying to be in her vagina, I pointed her my pony then at her pussy, with a surge of hope. SHE almost shrieked, “HELL NO! I’M A VIRGIN, IT’LL PAIN LIKE HELL!” and looked away. I held her tightly and forced to lie down and guided my cock to her hole. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!I begged, “Angel, please!” ,again-SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! I stood in anger and went to the window and looked out at the never-sleeping Mumbai.[SCENE 18]She came and stood by me after a while and looked out. Michael was wanking his cock, using his friend’s spunk as lube and having recovered from my orgasm I took him back into my mouth, tasting Chris’s spunk as I did. It was a matter of seconds before he also began pumping salty cum out of his throbbing, twitching cock, this time straight down my hungry throat. We allowed ourselves a little recovery time, but their touches and caresses to my tingling body didn’t let up and before long their cocks were growing again and my pussy was aching for a cock.
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