1 comments/ 25561 views/ 0 favorites Narru By: emap This fantasy was inspired by a friend from an online game who has helped me live out some of my other fantasies, I am pretty sure he knows I'm talking about him so no names are needed ,) I also have to say that since some are unhappy with the wording of my past stories, my guy is helping me with this one and we are going to do as he says sensory overload. That means if your like me and like having to picture the things talked about in your head you may not appreciate this story as much as the people who want it all spelled out. Not slamming anyone, it's not right or wrong either way, it's just how people think. * * * * * Somewhat nervously I approach the front door of the bar Scootles, such an odd name but I have been told it is a very nice bar and there are usually a lot of people there. As I get closer I can hear AC/DC's 'Hells Bells' making it's muted way out, with a sigh of relief I realize it's not some country bar and I won't have to put up with trying to line dance and all those yeeehaw's, though it does bring to mind the thought of what kind of a bar is it then. My hands shaking a bit I reach out and grab the brass bar on the old oaken door, trying to be almost black but mostly just being old, and pull the door open. I almost am pushed away by the almost physical blast of Hells Bells crashing into me, the thunderous music, the deep reverberating bass of it. Steeling myself against anything I can think of being in a bar, I step inside. I am forced to stop there as my senses are sent reeling by the assaults of the bar smells. The smell of the peanuts, the popcorn, the beer, the hard stuff, the cigarettes, the thousands of different perfumes and after shaves all combine in my nostrils almost sending me reeling. The only thing saving me is the sight of the bar itself with all of it's plush black leather bar stools, the seats perched atop the metal legs, though on these they are not the standard chromed steel or aluminum, these are the older brass models, the copper gold of them sending out waves of 'sit on me, I am comfortable.' Resisting the allure of the stools and the comfort they promise for a moment I look about the bar. The walls are arrayed with paintings and pictures, most of the paintings are of your basic painting variety, mountains and waterfalls, though there is one that just called to me, I couldn't resist and wandered over to it. The painting itself was nothing out of the ordinary, just a mountain overlooking a lake with a small cottage. Then I got closer to it and really got to see it. It wasn't just a mountain overlooking a lake with a small cottage, it was much more. The mountain itself was your general mountain, wide and pointy on top with the snow, but instead of stopping there, the artist has drawn paths going up, I saw a few mountain goats frolicking. Up near the top there was an eagles nest. In the forest around the lake I could see deer foraging, a bear walking along, several owls perched on tree's, and a number of squirrels making their speedy way over and around the tree's. The lake is full of fish, I can see one jumping in the air after a bug. I can make out more in the water, making their slow way through the underwater plants and sunken sticks. What really draws my attention however is the cottage, I look upon it and feel my pussy moisten. I can't figure out why at first, then I notice in the window you can see what looks to be two people kissing, his hands on her ass, hers wrapped around him, both of them look to be trying to push closer together. I close my eyes for a moment, then they open with an almost audible snap as I feel a man's mouth on mine, his tongue trying to worm it's way into my mouth. Not exactly sure why I open my mouth as I look at him, his eyes closed. His nose pressing into my face as I look at him, all I can see is his closed eyes and forehead. His forehead is smooth, without blemish, his eyes look to be rather nice, but his hair really draws my attention, it is flowing over his head, a dark brown that speaks of the richness of the earth. After a moment I realize, not a hair is out of place so to speak, there is no general style to his hair, but it all flows over his head and down his back, hiding his ears under the full flowing cascade of his hair. I can't help but moan as he stops kissing me and backs up a little. I can see his face now in all it's glory, and I want to pull him back to me, kiss him hard and run my fingers through that glorious hair. But I don't, I stand there and gaze upon his face in wonder. His strong jaw jutting out from his face just right, not to far out and not thin, but full and just sticking a little past the rest of his face. His cheeks making a strong presence, not so much that his eyes seem to be sitting on two mountains like some men get done to themselves, but just showing themselves and receding again. His nose is there, not wide, or thin, just there is the best I can manage. His eyes on the other hand, I'm not sure I can describe them right, but I'll try. His eyes are this wonderful bluish green, or greenish blue, if the light catches them just right they sparkle with gold. The look of them is enough to get me wet, but the look he is giving me has me dripping, my juices rolling down my thighs, my panties soaked through. In his eyes I can see a pure unadulterated lust for me, not the kind of lust where he wants to fuck you and go home, this is the lust of never ending love making, the lust of never wanting to be away from you, the lust that says screw it let's run off somewhere and never leave. In his eyes I can see us making wild passionate love, I can see him going down on me and loving my pussy with his tongue like no man ever has before. I can almost feel his tongue probing at me, licking up and down on me, sucking my clit into his mouth and rolling his tongue over it, I can feel his teeth touching my clit, not hard, not soft, just touching and nibbling. I can feel his finger going into me, slowly curling a little and moving in and out, and side to side. Oh I am so close to an orgasm, so close to screaming out his name and begging him to not stop, so close to everything. I am startled as a hand falls on my shoulder, the man disappears, I no longer feel his tongue on me, his fingers in me. I can still feel my juices running down my legs however and I realize I was having a wet dream while awake. I turn to the person who put their hand on my shoulder and I see a woman. Not just any woman of course, she has red hair like me, unlike mine however hers goes to her shoulders and stops there. Part of her face is hidden beneath her red hair, the rest of what I can see is striking however, nary a freckle, but she has these blue eyes that seem to glow with their own light. Her nose is smallish, her cheeks are the kind that super models kill for and her lips are full and lush. I find myself wanting to take her home with me, but not tonight, tonight I am looking for hard cocks. "I see you like the painting, though I've never seen anyone stand there that long, my name is Narru. Won't be to many guys here for a half hour or so yet so why not come and sit with me Miss...?" I find myself falling into her voice, strong yet not overpowering, a woman's dream voice, though there is a faint hint of something being suppressed. "Emap, yes that sounds nice, I think I need to sit. Nice meeting you Narru." I answer after a moment, the something bugging at me but I can't put my finger on what it is. As she turns and heads back to the bar, I can't help but look at her, not as a woman looks at another woman, but as a man looks at a woman, appraising her. Oh sure I look at her miniskirt, a very nice dark red color, I see her shirt, formfitting and also the same dark red, arm less and turning into little more than a strip of cloth about the middle of her back up to her neck, I see a black leather belt, the one with the holes all the way around embossed with brass shined to a striking sparkle. I saw all of that, but what I was really looking at was her ass and body in general. She has this really nice little ass, no not heart shaped, pretty sure asses can't really do that, but sticking out a little and firm as you please. I found myself wanting to just grab it and squeeze as I am on top of her grinding into her. Her body is one of those I spend 20 hours a week doing aerobics and I just love it bodies. I saw her breasts peeking out from her sides as she walks, just like two little kids hiding behind their mother and peeking around her to stare at the stranger. I am forced to stop staring at her as she perches on the edge of a stool facing me before swiveling around to the bar. In that brief moment I got a chance to see her breasts, not as big as mine, perhaps C's, but still very visible and handfuls. I also notice her shirt is low cut and showing off a large portion of her breasts. Her skin is the color of milk with vanilla added, she is light, but not never been in the sun white, more of a I know what the sun is but only see it sometimes color. I sit beside her feeling more like a poor person out at a nice restaurant, my simple black mini with a black lace long sleeved shirt looking nothing as good as her clothing. I find myself thinking maybe I should go when her hand falls on my arm and she leans in. "God I love that outfit, I wish I could look as good in it." She whispers to me, except with the volume of the music it's more a shout next to my ear. "I think your outfit is better than mine, though I don't think I could look anywhere as good in it." I whisper back with a broad smile. She starts laughing drawing me into her mirth and I laugh also at the silliness of it. Suddenly there is a drink at my elbow, startled I look at it then pick it up with a questioning look to the bartender. He tells me it is a scotch on the rocks from the pretty lady next to me. I turn to find her holding up a drink of her own. Without realizing it I brought mine to hers and there is the clink of two glasses, taking a sip I lean into her again. "How much do I owe you?" "Don't worry about it, in a little bit we won't have to be buying drinks anyway, this is just for good luck." She tells me with a wink. "Oh I get it, your trying to get me drunk and have your way with me." I loudly tell her giggling madly, trying but failing miserably to sound indignant. Suddenly I realize the music had stopped and everyone in the bar is staring at me. Not to many there yet, mostly the bartender, a rather tall man with a little gut, but otherwise looking pretty handsome, a few older men, 50's to 60's I would guess sitting here and there, and the DJ sitting up above everyone else in a little booth, the headphones off his head. He is cute, his little mustache perched atop his mouth, his nose resting above that, a little to large for his face, but not so much that you just want to trim the sides. His cheeks not that pronounced but working well with the rest of him. His hair however was a curly mop resting atop his head, black as night but just screaming for a haircut. His little smirk however was so cute. Suddenly his voice crashes into the room and he tells me that if you let her do you here you never will have to buy a drink here. That gets everyone laughing and I can't help but join them, the whole thing is just that funny. Instead of feeling like a blonde I just feel like a stand up comic. Instead of cracking jokes however I turn back to Narru as Jewels 'Do You Want To Play' starts playing. We talk like old friends for a while, never really saying anything but having a great time anyway until a man comes up to me and asks me for a dance. I look at him for a minute, seeing his tousled dirty blonde hair, his handsome face, the little pockmarks on his cheeks that speak of a bad time with zits as a younger man, and I take his hand and stand up. We make our way to the dance floor and start dancing to George Thoroegood's 'Born To Be Bad.' At this time I get to see all of him, his thin body, arms that have meat to them, but nothing defined. I also get to see he is wearing a pair of surfer shorts, those Hawaiian shorts that are so big two can fit in them, they also have a rather large zipper to them, makes it easier to get done without him taking them off. His shirt is one of those T-shirts with a band on them, except on his the band is more or less removed it is so old. Usually I would make him get lost, but I am horny and just want to dance, among other things of course, but right then dancing was the thing on my mind, so we danced. He wasn't the greatest of dancers, he moved well, but he didn't seem to have a rhythm, with the music or of his own. The song ends and a new one starts up, this time it's not one I know, but it is slow. Taking the initiative I move closer to him and wrap my arms around him. After a moment he does the same and we sway to the music, except the difference between us and I assume the rest of the dancers, his cock is pressing into me. At first I just ignore it, but the movement of us dancing to the slow music cause him to move around against me and turns me on even more than I was, I find myself reaching down between us and unzipping him. Reaching my hand into his shorts I grab ahold of his cock, realizing he isn't wearing underwear. My hand rubbing his cock he puts his head to my chest and moans into my breasts, at this point I realize he is actually a little shorter than I am, and he should be able to fill me up without anyone noticing or any bending. I knew I shouldn't, but I did it anyway, I pulled his cock out of his shorts, ran my hand under my skirt and slid my panties to the side, thankful I had worn a lace G-string today. Pulling his hand to my skirt I get him to hold it up while my hand grabs him again and lines his cock up with me, then slowly sink down it partway, we both move our hands, then I sink down the rest of the way I could get it in me. So there I was taking this guys hard cock into me on the dance floor, still sorta moving to the music. I could tell he didn't have to much for a cock, about average is my guess, not easy to tell like that, without wrapping my legs around him or spreading them wide he could only get about 4 inches in me, luckily for me I didn't care, I was pretty close to cumming on him as it was. At first he didn't really move much, just swayed with me to the music, I had to put my hands on his hips and pull him back a little then pull him back into me. He got the idea shortly and started doing it himself, not that much in and out, but combined with the swaying motion it was enough for me, I was coming on his cock after about a minute, my juices running down my legs in little rivulets, my moan almost silenced by his shoulder. It wasn't a big orgasm, but it was enough to satisfy me for the moment, the music still playing I just left him in me, I couldn't be mean and leave him like that after all, I owed him an orgasm after he gave me one. OK, yes I did pity him, I am pretty sure he didn't get much action usually. We just kept moving, I was hoping he would cum in me before the music stopped, I was actually about ready to tell him to cum in me when he did. I had to bite my lip to keep from groaning as his cock turned into a hose and his hot cum shot into me. I could feel it mixing with my own cum in me, his hot seed spreading out to every bit of my insides. He was groaning into my shoulder as his cum shot into me, his little mewling sounds at the very end of his orgasm was so cute, I actually thought about taking him home with me, then I thought of Narru again and that thought was banished. As his cock deflated I moved back a little and straightened out my G-string so his cum wouldn't trickle down my legs then put him back in his shorts and zipped him best I could as the song ended. 'Thanks hun, I need to use the ladies room and sit, but it was a very nice dance." I tell him before kissing him on the cheek and walking to the bathrooms. Inside I head into the farthest stall shut and lock the door before dropping my G-string and taking them off as I sat on the toilet. After I am done relieving myself I reach for a wad of toilet paper and rub myself, trying to get his cum out of me. Instead of just doing that however, I find myself touching my lips in a sensuous manner, the paper forgotten as I think back on the painting and the man it led me to think of, Narru and her gorgeousness, even the man and our little fucking on the dance floor. Soon I found myself spreading my legs, my fingers finding their own way into me. I could feel his cum in me along with more of my own juices than I figured. It took me a second to realize my thoughts were not on all the things I had started thinking about, but on Narru, and only Narru. As I realize this my juices start flowing even more and my fingers really start to make the slurping sounds of a wet pussy getting fucked. Of their own accord my fingers move in me faster, my juices now dripping out of me into the toilet as my thoughts turn more to Narru. I can see her in my mind walking away from me again, her firm ass wobbling back and forth seductively before me, her handful breasts peeking around the sides of her at me as she walks to the bar and her seat. I see her sitting on the edge of the stool again, her wonderful body facing me, her perk breasts pointing at me, except this time, she doesn't just talk to me, she spreads her legs and reaches over to my shoulder and pulls me down to her. On my knees before her I just want to worship her body and lean in slowly to do just that. To my delight I find she is panty less and shaven, not missing a beat I lean in farther and blow on her wet lips, moving my mouth around the warm air I am blowing softly on her moving around in kind, and she is squirming in her seat. I feel her hands on the back of my head drawing me into the very place I most want to go. My tongue reaches her and I get a slight taste of her, savoring the flavor for a moment I decide I love the taste of her and proceed to devour her, her taste of olives and pomegranate while sounding terrible is totally delicious. While I am seeing all of this in my mind, her taste actually faintly detectable on my tongue, my fingers are going to town on my pussy. Two fingers inside me, my thumb on my clit rolling it back and forth. My other hand is busy squeezing and pulling on my nipples through my black lace shirt. I can feel it building up in me, a very nice orgasm, my juices almost a stream dripping into the toilet when I hear my name being called. I freeze for a second, my fingers still in me and on my nipples, well my left nipple at the time, I can feel myself drying out as I hear someone coming into the ladies room. I am a rather shy person, the things I do may say otherwise, but I usually insist on taking someone to a private place with a bed before I take them. With the person now standing before the stall I am in I finally find my voice and emit a quiet little yes. A pair of hands appear on top of the stall, knowing what would come after that I drop my hand from my breasts and grab a handful of toilet paper again. Using that to clean myself and my other hand I act surprised when Narru's head appears above the stall as well as her hands. "Ah there you are, I hope your all clean cause Ben wants to talk to you, oh he's the bartender." She tells me, her voice again causing me to become lost in the swirls and eddies of it. "OK, why?" I ask her after a moment. "I think he noticed what you did on the dance floor to." Narru tells me, a wide smile on her face and a wink in her eye. Turning at least 8 shades of red as I walk out of the stall, my G-string now in my purse, I walk over to the sinks to wash my hands and check my makeup, my eyes on the ground the entire way. Narru walks up behind me and peers at my face over my shoulder in the mirror as I turn it this way and that checking on my makeup. Narru "Oh you look fine. To tell you the truth, I would do that very same thing on the dance floor if it didn't involve turning away from them, that is way to obvious, but your little fuck out there didn't get noticed by many, mostly just me and Ben, and I think Blackie, he was grinning wide as a Cheshire cat up in that booth of his." Done checking my makeup I turn and walk out of the ladies room, intent on talking to Ben, so intent I didn't even realize that something was wrong with her statement until later. As I walked across the dance floor again, my eyes mostly on the ground, but still managing to look at everyone as I walked past, I only noticed a few people giving me knowing looks or winks, and one full spread grin from ear to ear. That grin came from the man I had fucked, at that point I realized, I didn't even know his name. I slowed for a minute, then decided I didn't really need to know it, he wasn't the best I've ever had. It's better that way I think, if he's not incredible, better to not lead him on. ,) I reach the bar, Ben standing there watching me approach a smile on his lips as well. Reaching the bar I start to sit down on the nearest barstool when Ben leans in and says low that he would like to talk to me in his office. So picking myself up again I head around the bar and into his office. I am forced to stop and look for a moment at his office, it's not one of those messy places with papers stacked all over, spare boxes of beer stacked in the corner with an old worn out chair behind the desk. This office is incredible, the walls are covered with wonderful paintings, one of them really catching my eye, a clown standing there before you his face downfallen, his balloons deflated, and the circus behind him packing. The desk is organized, everything in it's own little spot, the desk underneath is an old oak desk, the kind not seen anymore, with drawers galore and enough space for anything and everything dyed to a golden red and lovingly cared for. Snuggled in the wall across from the desk is a golden sofa, plush and in good shape. "Here have a seat, excuse the mess it's not often I get company back here." He tells me as he closes the door, allowing me to hear his rich voice. "I wouldn't call this a mess." I tell him giggling as I sit on the edge of the sofa, waiting to cross my legs until he is sitting next to me and looking at me. With interest I watch his eyes rivet to my legs and my mostly exposed pussy, my short little mini skirt riding up high on me. When his eyes finally move up me, I thrust my chest out even farther, allowing my full large breasts to stick out before me, my nipples hardening under the lace shirt. I watch with even more interest as his pants begin to tent, forcing him to squirm a little so he can get in a more comfortable position. "Narru said you wanted to talk to me." I tell him quietly allowing him to get his mind on something besides my body. "Oh yes, yes thank you. I mean thank you for what you did with Nathan out there. He isn't doing so well." Ben tells me, his face turning a little red. "I figured he didn't do well in the sex and love department, his outfit doesn't say I'm a nice guy you can take home to mom after all." I say with a wink as I re-cross my legs again, leaving them open wide for a second or two to long. "It's not just that, he has cancer, apparently terminal. He just has no energy anymore." Ben tells me after I lean across and put my hand on his knee to start him out of his reverie of my once again hidden charms. "Oh my, I just thought he was one of those quiet men. I didn't know that, I was just horny and he asked me to dance, speaking of horny, why don't we talk about us now." The look of confusion on his face is priceless, I let him sit there and wonder what I am talking about for a moment or two before leaning across putting my hand on his knee again. Except this time instead of leaving it there I run my hand up his leg to finally rest on his bulging pants as I lean farther in and kiss him. Ben is a very good kisser, at first our lips just pressed together, then he opened my mouth with his tongue, not forcefully, but just probed for a moment. When my lips parted for him, his tongue slowly crept into my mouth and explored. Our tongues wrestled for a moment until I leaned back again, being incredibly horny I unzip him and when he stands up pull his pants and underwear down. His cock plops out at me as I pull his clothes down, I can feel it leaning against my forehead. I straighten up again, his clothes bunched up around his ankles, as I move my head up I feel his cock sliding against my cheek. I still haven't seen it yet, all I can see right then is a very thick protrusion coming out of him continuing on past my vision. I lean back then to get a look at it, and gasp in shock at what I see. Sticking straight at me is a very large purple head, extending back to Ben is an almost equally thick shaft, the whole of him is impressive to say the least and at least 8 inches. Barely suppressing a moan I lean forward opening my mouth as I go. The mighty head of his cock enters my mouth, stretching my lips wide, as one hand goes up to his balls and softly caresses them. Ben moans as I get my head farther down his cock, my lips spread wide, my tongue rubbing all over the part of him in my mouth. He moans louder as I bob my head back and forth, taking him farther as I go, little by little taking the length of him into my mouth. As his cock begins leaking fluids I can't help but moan tasting the salty sweet fluids appearing in my mouth. Knowing that he is getting nearer to shooting his hot delicious cum in my mouth, I just have to ask him one thing before swallowing it down. "Could you cum in my mouth and then fuck my hot dripping pussy or should we just get to you fucking me?" I ask right after his big cock pops out of my mouth. "I'm sorry but we'll have to get to fucking you, I've spent more time than I should with you as it is." He tells me, his face drooping a little as he realizes just how hot I am for him, and being unable to pleasure me as much as I want him to. Without another word I lean back on the sofa pulling him after by his cock, one hand pulling my skirt up out of the way before moving around on the sofa so I am laying across it. In no time Ben is laying atop me, pants down at his ankles, strong arms wrapped around me pulling me into him strongly and kissing me lustfully. Instead of giving me a soft little kiss, this time he is kissing me hard, and forcefully and with total lust for my body. His lips pressing into mine, tongue shoving it's way into my mouth. Not able to help myself, I moan into his kiss and reach between us grabbing his hard cock and lining it up with me. In no time his cock is buried in me, just one strong plunge that sends me over into an orgasm. My pussy throbbing against him, my body shaking under him, and one long, moaning cry coming out of my mouth. Ben just stayed put on me and in me, kissing all over my face as I slowly come down from the orgasm. When I finally get ahold of myself enough to notice he isn't moving in me, I wrap my legs around him. Using my legs as leverage I begin moving under him, my hips going up and down with some side to side movement. The feeling of that cock in me moving like it is has me getting pretty close to an orgasm when he finally starts moving. At first my legs stay around him as I move with him, but as his speed picks up I am forced to drop my legs and just accept his big cock going in and out of me. With the size of him I can feel every single vein, bump and ridge on that cock as it moves in and out of me. The length of it is hitting me everywhere inside me, I can feel every fold of me moving around with his passage back and forth in me. This man's cock is giving me so much pleasure that I have cum 4 to 5 times before I even realize that I have been cumming. My load moans and cries surely have been heard in the bar itself. I am positive everyone knows I am getting fucked and fucked well with my cries of 'Fuck me harder Ben, give me that cock, shove it in me, make me cum all over you, yes Ben yes I'm cumming.' All said in no particular order and often. At some point Ben had pulled out of me and rolled me over because the next thing I know, I am on my hands and knee's and he is behind me fucking me. I had thought he had gotten deep before, in this position I can feel him hitting the back of me, sending me into orgasm after orgasm. At some point during this hard wonderful fucking, I find myself thinking not of the big cock fucking in and out of me, but of Narru. I can see her perched on the arm of the sofa, her ass actually hovering in air before me, her skirt raised and her bare pussy in my face. With an 'Oh yessssssss' my head drops to her pussy and my mouth opens, only to be pulled back on by Ben as he starts cumming in me. My whole body pulled up to Ben, his hands mauling my tits as hot cum shoots into me, I lose all thought except the pleasure of feeling that hot delicious cum shooting in me. I groan with him as the last oozes out of his cock into me. Moving a little to make sure I have all of it in me, I push back into him, catching him off guard he pops out of me falling back onto the sofa. Not giving him a second to think I stand up, lean over kiss him quickly, tell him thank you, and head for the door, one hand vainly trying to pull my skirt down again, his cum oozing out of me as I go. I stop at the door partly open as he asks what's wrong. "Nothing, I just can't get her out my mind, I have to take Narru home with me." I tell him looking back for a second before opening the door. "Wait there is something about Narru you have to know, Narru was...." The rest of his words cut off by the door closing, I just didn't care, I had to have Narru. Imagine my surprise to find Narru tending bar, well more of standing behind it leaning against the back counter, her elbows touching a number of bottles. Her eyebrows raise beautifully as she sees me coming toward her, my skirt still not quite pulled down, Ben's cum oozing out of my still visible lips. As her eyes alight on the cum oozing out of my puffy lips some of it running down my leg a little bit, she gives me a smile. "Well I'm glad somebody got him to drop his pants. He hasn't slept with anyone in a while." "Right now I don't care, I have to have you, even if all you'll let happen is I eat you out, I just have to have you, I can't get you out of my mind. Come home with me please." I whisper into her ear, her smile changing to a look of shock. Not giving her a chance to reply I take her arm in mine and proceed to walk for the door. We stop for a moment to collect our purses, then walk outside, I'm sure every set of eyes in the bar was on us as we walked out, but I wasn't caring. I had gone to Scootles to get some hard cock, which I did, but I was leaving with a beautiful woman. Outside Narru pulled her arm out of mine then grabbing me led me to her car. It wasn't a car to write home about, it is a Ford Taurus, getting old, parts not working anymore, parts of it dented, painted a scruffy white, well it was white, now more of a light gray. Piling into the car I reach over grab her head and kiss her before sitting straight again. After a moment of the car not starting I look over at Narru and see her sitting there, staring at me. "Hun I am so desperate for you to, but not here, take us to one of our homes, mine or yours. I don't care which, then we can explore each other all night." I tell her with a suggestive wink. With a giggle she starts the car, lets it sit there for a minute to warm up, then puts it in drive. The entire drive I sit there staring at her, all of her, her beautiful face, her luscious tits, her smooth long legs. I sit there staring at her and getting hornier and hornier, she somehow keeps one eye on me, the other on the road as we go along. In no time we are stopping in an apartment complex, which is a good thing since if it had taken much longer I would have dove between her legs and madly licked away at her hidden pussy. Getting out of the car Narru grabs my arm again and we walk to her apartment, pressed close together kissing, giggling and holding on to each other. At her door she fumbles with her purse, trying to get her keys back out before upending it in frustration. We both laugh at the sudden outpouring of odds and ends, change, lipstick, mascara's, a packet of condoms. We both spot her keys at the same time, and both bend down to grab them, and both of us straighten up with a hand to our heads. "Ow." We both say in unison, our hands moving a little trying to rub the pain away. We look at each other for a moment and start laughing, Narru reaching down and grabbing her keys, handing them to me she starts picking up and putting all the things back in her purse, my hands shaking I fumble through her keys. Her things back in her purse she takes her keys from me and picks out the key to her door, fitting it in she looks back at me, uncertainty spoiling her lovely face until I smile at her and wink. Her door open I move to her and pull her close, my hands sliding down this firm back to her wonderful ass, pulling her into me, my mouth came to her and we kissed, not hard, not soft, but lustfully. Our lips mashing together, roving around on each other, our tongues probing and wrestling in our mouths, we both moaning in total lust and desire, we move into the apartment, somehow shutting the door behind us. My hands on her ass, gripping and squeezing at her, hers on mine squeezing and pulling me to her tighter. Of their own accord our hips start thrusting into the other, desperate for more contact, my hands moving off her ass sliding up her body, roving over and over her back, before finally settling on her tits squeezed between us. In a happy coincidence we are both about the same height, as my hands come to her nipples and start pinching and rubbing them through her shirt, my own nipples come into contact with my hands and we both start moaning at the feeling. We both end the kiss at the same time, gasping for air. My hands leave her succulent tits and move up that aerobic goddess body and around her neck, undoing the dark red shirt there I pull them down to see. Her nipples are large and pinkish red, hard as a rock they stick out a goodly distance. I pull her back to me, planting a kiss on the head, then the cheeks, her cute little nose, bypassing those luscious lips I kiss her on the chin. Nibbling now I start on her neck, moving up and down both sides before moving farther down, starting at one shoulder I move all the way to the other before moving back to the little concave at the base of her neck. My tongue darts out and licks there before my lips press into her and I gently suck. A loud moan greets my descent down farther, my nibbling, sucking, licking mouth leaving nary a mark on the flawless skin, just a wet shining trail of liquid. My mouth now between those perfect tits I slowly move across to one. Nibbling kissing and tonguing my way around the firm breast, never touching the nipples, brushing into it time to time with my nose or cheek Her hands in my hair, holding my head, pulling me to her distended nipple, I finally relent and end the teasing, my lips wrap around the hard as a rock nipple and stay for some time, nibbling, sucking, licking and pulling a bit, before letting go and moving to the other breast. I kiss my way across her body up the other breast and right to the nipple. I nibble, lick, suck and pull for quite some time, before my mouth pulls away from her nipple. I kiss my way down this gorgeous body to her moaning pleas, alternating with don't stop and please farther down. I reach her skirt, my hands reaching for the button and zipper, but stop as I am pulled up. "No don't, there is something I have to tell you, I should have before now but I just never thought ..." Narru begins, her voice wavering between nervousness and desire. I stop the words with a finger to those lips, so enticing I move in and kiss them before dropping to my knee's again, my hands on the button. As I lower the zipper I look up and tell her she can tell me later, right now I have an orgasm to give. The skirt falls to the floor, revealing not a dripping pussy, not a pair of panties, but a wrap. Sticking out from under the wrap pointing down is a large purple cock, unable to resist I wrap my hand around the length of it sticking out of the wrap and look up. "Transsexual?" "No no, I was born this way, I came out a boy, but growing up my body decided I was a woman. I tried to tell you, but you didn't let me." Narru says, anxiety clouding her, his gorgeous face. "It's OK, I should have known something wasn't as it appeared with you, luckily for you I came to Scootles for hard cock, and I could still stand some so I'm not going anywhere, assuming your not gay, this obviously works." My hand almost with a mind of it's own stroking the length of this good sized cock, above average, but not by much. "Oh no, I'm not gay, I love women, but I do enjoy a nice hard cock to. If you keep doing that I'm going to cum." He tells me with a wink and a smile. Without another word my mouth descends on that purple cock, taking just the head into my mouth, my tongue licking up and down on the bit of it in range. One hand still stroking him I move my other up to between his legs feeling around before finally finding his balls. My fingers roam over his balls before sliding a little farther down and pressing into him between his balls and ass, my mouth at this point halfway down his cock, bobbing back and forth. Suddenly I feel a warmth shooting into my mouth, Narru is cumming with barely a groan. His sweet cum shooting at first into the back of my mouth, almost down my throat, I slide my head back and take his next couple of squirts into my mouth, the warm, sweet fluids bouncing off my tongue and spreading around. As the fourth shot oozes out, my mouth is full and I have to swallow some of the delicious fluid. No more coming out, I release his cock and stand again, taking a woman's head in my hands I lean in and kiss her, swapping the fluids still in my mouth, both of us moaning and our tongues exploring the others mouth to get all of the delicious cum that we can. Drawing apart again, all of the cum now swallowed, I reach down and grab the soft male part of her and tug gently. After asking where the bed is and getting a point, her eyes sparkling, so giddy with the release and happiness she can't trust her own voice, so like a man. Happy and expectant I walk toward her bed, tugging on the one very male part of this woman, Narru coming along like a little puppy. Finding the bed I sit her down on the bed and move back a little, looking around and seeing no radio, I shrug and begin moving to my own music. My hips swaying, my arms moving above my head drawing my large breasts together and out. Slowly I begin to turn in a circle, my arms coming down, the buttons on my shirt coming undone, as I turn to face Narru again my shirt opens and I pull it off. Tossing my shirt to Narru I slowly turn again, my hands dropping to my skirt, deftly undoing them, but not letting them fall. Facing a panting Narru again, one hand wrapped around a now hard cock, the other rubbing on one breast, I shake my breasts at him. My breasts still shaking I slowly start to descend down, my skirt falling as I do. My skirt now on the ground I put one hand down to steady myself as I pull one foot free, then the other careful to part my legs enough to give a view of my bare, dripping pussy. Raising up again, my skirt in my hand, I toss it to Narru, who folds it and places it next to her on the bed before going back and stroking her cock. Slowly I move toward her, still swaying to my music, giving her brief glimpses at the very tip of my pussy, staring down at the wonderful women's body with the nice cock. I spread my legs a bit and sit in Narru's lap, wrapping my hands around her I pull her close and kiss, not tenderly, but with wild, hot lust coursing through our veins. My hands roaming over her back, I feel another set of hands move up between us and begin to play with my breasts. Pinching, rubbing, pulling, on my nipples, sending hot electric sparks through my body ending in my pussy, causing me to moan and move up a little, reaching down with one hand I grab the cock there and lining it up with myself, sit. Narru The room is filled with two moans as that cock sinks into me. I sit there for a moment enjoying the feeling of it, playing with her breasts, kissing heatedly. I start moving, enjoying the feel of a hard cock moving in me as always, but also enjoying a new feeling, a a full pair of women's breasts rubbing against mine as I ride that cock. In no time I am cumming, my orgasm racing through my body, causing my muscles to tense, my back to arch, and a loud moan to escape my lips. After the longest time I become aware again, and I notice Narru is grabbing my hips trying to pick me up and down on her cock, sheepishly I lean in, kiss those straining lips, and start riding. I start off slow but soon gain speed, my tits bouncing around until they are grabbed in a pair of feminine hands. I can't get enough of this, a very hard cock plunging it's way in and out of my pussy, a woman holding onto my tits as I ride this cock, and there is only the two of us in the room. The next thing I knew, I was on my back, Narru on top of me, her cock sliding into me, our breasts rubbing as she starts to move inside me. The rubbing of our breasts, the feeling of this hard cock moving in and out of me, this beautiful face above me, all combine to get me close to orgasm, my hips moving of their own accord, trying to get that cock deeper in me, trying to get it to touch all of me. I can feel my orgasm drawing nearer and nearer, my toes begin to curl, my hips begin jerking, my breath draws in and is held there, my arms wrap around Narru and pull her to me. Then it all crashes down on me, and I cum. My voice rises out of me in a crescendo of noise, nothing intelligible, just a long ululating cry of pleasure. My legs wrap around the tiny waist between them, my arms pull the rest of her to me tightly, my pussy contracts rhythmically on the cock now immobile in me. As my orgasm relents a little and lets me relax, I feel the first squirt of hot cum in me before the first grunt. I jerk at the sudden release of cum in me, the second squirt gives me another small orgasm. I begin moving my hips again, trying desperately to catch all of the hot cum in me. A third shot bounces around in me, followed by a 4th soon after. "That was so worth the wait." Narru whispers then collapses on me, hot cum still oozing into me, and falls asleep. I fall asleep soon after, staring up at this gorgeous woman's face, and feeling his hard cock slowly softening. There actually are men like Narru in this world, I know one, we met playing another online game. I have to say Narru is in no way meant to be him, we haven't discussed much in that area, but I do hope he really enjoys this along with the rest of you. Perhaps I'll do another one of these sometime, I have to admit the idea of being with a man like that interests me. I also have to say, I'm not callous, that part in Ben's office, I don't think I could actually do that, it was my guys idea to get the story going again, I have to admit it works well for that, but doesn't reflect me. I can't ignore something like that, I also don't think sex will enter my head for some time after being told that about someone. So if you think that little bit was terrible, please don't tell me so, I think so to and knocked my guy on the back of the head for it, do wish we could have come up with a better way to put it, but nothing really worked. :(