1 comments/ 49086 views/ 5 favorites My Summer with Kelly By: KarlMartinK This isn't your ordinary cross-dressing story. In this story, a girl passes herself off as a boy to gain entry into a school, then finds out that being a boy is harder than she thought. Like all my stories, this one doesn't get to the sex right away. It starts off pretty slow and builds as it goes along. As always, your feedback (good and bad) is welcome. * * * * * * This story is a compilation of events my own observations and from what Kelly and her friends told me happened (in the events where I wasn't present). If I'd known how this summer was going to turn out, I may have never agreed to let Kelly stay with me. Kelly's physique and appearance made it easy to pass herself off as a boy, which she needed to do to be accepted into a college workshop that had been closed to girls to allow a few slots to be reserved for any boys to sign up. Kelly hated the sexist rule, but being a private school, there was little she could do about it other than try to get around the rules somehow. Out of desperation, she altered her appearance and filled out the application, pretending to be male. Even though I had never met her before this summer, I had agreed to allow Kelly to stay at my place so she could attend the workshop. Her parents were family friends and I had a difficult time coming up with a reasonable excuse why she shouldn't stay. When Kelly showed up at my house, she was every bit the 18-year old girl I had expected. With a slender body and a natural charisma, I had to remind myself she was half my age. I was shocked the next afternoon when she showed up at the house decked out like a boy. Instead of the tube top and mini-skirt, she was in a pair of baggy shorts and a T-shirt. If I hadn't already seen her dressed as a girl, I would have never guessed she was a girl. She'd gotten her blonde hair cut short and had dyed it to a darker color. With no make-up and no jewelry (aside from a wristwatch), she was very believable as a boy. She'd managed to flatten her already-smallish breasts down on her chest with a large Ace bandage and had a sock in her shorts to complete the look. We had a big discussion about the dangers of her trying to pass herself off as a boy, but she wasn't changing her mind no matter what I said. Finally, I agreed to help her with her task, helping her change her mannerisms to be more believable as a boy. Kelly went to the workshop where she immediately made friends with two of the guys in her classes. I guess she thought it was a good idea to hang out with the guys so she would appear more masculine. Whatever the reason, that decision was what would ultimately lead to her undoing. The two guys she made friends with were Danny and Steve. Danny was a pretty plain kid, horny like all 18-year olds, but with limited ability to get himself laid. Steve, on the other hand, had all the charm Danny only wished he had. At the age of 19, he'd already slept with at least two of the girls in the workshop and he'd only been in town for two weeks. Steve was one of these big guys with a natural charm that attracted women, but as Kelly would find out, when the girls weren't around, he was all guy, complete with bad manners and a long list of ways to objectify women, but even with this intimate knowledge, she still wasn't put off by him. Kelly was happy with herself for doing such a good job of passing herself off for a boy. On about the fourth day of the workshop, Kelly played some basketball with Danny and Steve after their last class. Being a natural athlete and very competitive, Kelly accepted. After the game, Kelly and the guys were hot and sweaty. "Let's get a shower," Steve suggested. Kelly followed the boys into the locker room, "I didn't bring anything to change into, so I'll just go on home," Kelly said, giving her an excuse not to strip in front of the boys. Besides, at eighteen years old, she'd only been with one boy before and she'd never seen him stand in front of her completely naked. The thought of seeing both her friends naked made her uncomfortable. "I thought you were going to give me a ride home?" Danny asked. "Damn, sorry," Kelly explained. "I'll just wait outside for you guys then." "Bullshit, just sit on the bench and wait for us," Steve argued. "I guess I could get caught up on tonight's homework," Kelly said, opening her book bag. Steve and Danny started to undress in front of her. Kelly looked directly down at her open book, but couldn't help to glance at the two boys from time to time as they stripped out of their clothing. Kelly felt her heart pounding in her chest. In the few days she'd known the boys, she'd grown fond of both of them, and under other circumstances, she would have dated either of them, especially Steve. Sure, he was crass at times, but he also had a charm that made her heart beat faster every time he was around her. Kelly glanced up to see the crotches of both naked boys right in front of her. She tried to act like she wasn't looking, but she couldn't help it. Based on the few dicks she'd seen in her short sex life, Danny appeared to have an average-sized cock, just right for his frame. If Danny's cock was an average size, then Steve's was disproportionately large. It was not only large compared to Danny's but larger proportionately on his body. Looking at it dangling there, she guessed that if she had wrapped both hands around it in its flaccid state, she might not cover it all with both hands. Kelly wondered if this piece of anatomy contributed to Steve's popularity with the women. If it got any bigger than that when it hardened, she didn't think she could take it all, or at least she'd have to take it with a great deal of discomfort. The boys entered the shower stall, which didn't have any dividers or curtains. Instead, four shower heads jutted out of the plain wall. As the boys faced away from Kelly to turn on the water, she couldn't help but look down at each boy's buns. She enjoyed what she saw. Then, as the boys turned around to face her again, she made sure she had her face in her book. "Dude, do you ever get any pussy with that?" Steve asked Danny with a grin. "There's nothing wrong with my dick," Danny argued. "You're just a freak of nature." "I'm no freak," Steve gripped the head of his cock in his hand and gave it a few pumps. "I'm a work of art." "Be careful," Danny warned. "Or all the blood will run from you head to your dick and make you pass out." "Hey, fag, it's my dick. I can wash it any way I want." "Kelly," Danny called out, "Will you look at that thing? Isn't it hideous?" "I'll take your word for it," Kelly responded. "Afraid you're going to see something you like?" Steve joked. "In your dreams, faggot." Kelly retorted. "Sure, you say that, but I bet you'd love to suck it," Steve said, still stroking it. Kelly thought about that for a second and realized Steve's words were true. She'd never been turned on by vulgar nudity like this, but in this sense, where the boys didn't know she was actually a girl, she felt powerful and in control. She felt the familiar tingling between her thighs as her pussy moistened. After the shower, Kelly waited for the boys to get dressed. Driving them home, she couldn't get the images out of her head. Seeing Danny and Steve naked as she had, with Steve stroking that big cock of his in such a carefree way clouded her thoughts. Kelly gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, afraid that if she loosened her grip at all, she'd reach over and grab that big cock of Steve's and bend herself over to be taken from behind by Danny. Somehow, she manage to control herself throughout the drive and managed to get them to Steve's place. After she'd dropped them both off, Kelly headed straight for my house. I was in the living room when she got home. "You look like you have something on your mind," She really looked flustered. "I had a really strange day," she said in her soft, feminine voice. "Uh, aren't you supposed to stay in character when you're dressed like that?" I asked. Remaining in character was one of the rules she'd created for herself. "Damn it!" she exclaimed, sounding like a boy again. "It's your rule, not mine," I reminded her. "Fine, fine, I'll change." I thought she'd head off to her room. Instead, she unbuttoned her shorts and kicked them off, revealing the boy's briefs beneath, complete with the artificial package bulging in the middle. Next, she peeled of the T-shirt to reveal the bandage that was flattening her breasts down onto her chest. "Is this better?" She asked, hands on hips. "Not really," I grimaced. "Now, you just look creepy, like a guy with a chest injury or something." "I really need to talk to you!" She protested, sliding the underwear down and off to reveal a pair of panties underneath that clung to her body. As her boy underwear hit the ground, the rolled up sock fell out and onto the floor. "I'm not sure if that's better or worse," I said, looking at her dressed in powder blue panties and a bandage covering her small breasts. "Well, we're practically family," Kelly protested. I had good intentions, but with her standing there with those panties clinging to her petite form wasn't helping me concentrate on her problem. "Fine, I can see you're upset. Next time, just get undressed in your room before you start ranting, okay? Now, what's the problem?" "Being a boy is harder than I thought," she complained. "I tried to warn you. Boys are vulgar and disgusting. You either have to let that stuff pass right on by you or you're never going to last," I explained, thinking I already knew what the problem was. "It's not that," she began pacing the room. I could tell she was having difficulties putting her thoughts into words. When she stormed out of the room, I thought the conversation was over, but she returned, carrying a small tank top in her hands. She slipped the tank top on, then unraveled the bandage from underneath it. "I was in the locker room with my friends today, and they were taking a shower." Kelly slipped both hands inside her shirt to massage her breasts, which, until now, had been trapped beneath the bandage all day. "It feels good to get that off," she confessed. "Okay," I said. "You were explaining?" "Oh," she pulled her hands out from her shirt, allowing her hardened nipples to press against the thin material. "The guys took a shower?" I asked. "Yeah, Steve and Danny both took a shower and I was, well, I was there in the room while they did it, and I saw EVERYTHING!" Kelly sounded embarrassed. "And these are the two boys you like, right?" I didn't understand. "Yeah, that's what makes it so bad," she said, hardly making eye contact with me. "I'll never understand women," I said, "If it was a guy, then that's the one he would want to see naked. I don't understand why that's so horrible. They still don't know you're a girl, right?" "No, they don't." "Then, what's so bad?" "I just felt," she made a long pause, as if to gather her thoughts. "I just felt like I was losing control. I had to drive them home and all the way to Steve's house, with him sitting next to me, I felt like acting on my feelings, you know? I felt like I should just grab him or tell him how I felt or something." "I think I know what you mean," I didn't like this conversation at all. I didn't feel comfortable with her standing there in a pair of panties and a tank top, either, but I'd seen most of her body before when I was helping her dress herself up as a boy for the first time. I'll have to explain that one later... "What would you do in this situation?" She asked. "Well, the situation is already pretty strange and far beyond any of my life's experiences. I don't know what I'd do. You don't want to act on your feelings. That won't work, especially if you're trying to maintain your place in that workshop, which means keeping your identity as a girl a secret." "Then what should I do about how I feel?" she sounded even more frustrated. "Emotionally or physically? I don't really know what you mean." "Both!" "Well, if you really were a guy, then I can tell you what I'd do." "Tell me." "Okay, don't get upset with me when I tell you this, but if you were a guy, I'd tell you to go masturbate and fantasize about one of the guys, or the other one, or both, or whatever and just really get it out of your system." Kelly just stared at me, unblinking. "Is that what you do?" She asked. "What do you mean?" Now, I really felt like a pervert. This girl was half my age and asking me for relationship advice and I was giving her advice about whacking off. "Uh, I think maybe I've said too much. Sorry if I offended you." I stood and headed to the kitchen. "No, wait," she said. "You didn't offend me. It's just that, well... Can I make a confession?" "I guess so..." I was hesitant to hear what she might say. "I've never done that," her voice was almost a whisper. "I wouldn't know where to begin." "Um, okay, I think that's enough of this conversation. I've said too much already." "No, wait!" She pleaded. "A few more things and I'll leave you alone." I just looked at her and waited for her to continue. "How do you recommend I do it?" she asked. "You're serious?" I asked. From the look on her face, I could tell she was. "Don't you have a girlfriend you can ask about it? Or I could get you a movie. No, wait, I've seen those kinds of movies and they're no good." As much as I was trying to resist it, I was getting aroused from talking to her about it. "Maybe we should sit down and talk about it." I sat myself down on the couch. Kelly sat on the opposite end. "Okay, um, there are lots of ways you can do it. If you've never done it, I'd recommend just rubbing your clit until you bring yourself to an orgasm." "Rub it how?" she asked timidly. "Well, just kind of spread your legs and rub your fingertips around on whatever feels good. I'm sure you won't have any problems finding the perfect spot." "Here on the couch?" She asked. "No!" I said quickly, trying not to sound like I was scolding her. Even if she was bold enough to masturbate in front of me, I didn't feel comfortable with the idea. "In your room. You can go in there, close the door, and light a few candles or something. Or if it can wait, do it when I'm not here. I'll go to my room and turn the TV up or something, so you can pretend I'm not even here." "Wait, let me make sure I know how to do this," she said, pushing a hand into the waistband of her panties. "Whoa!" I exclaimed, then placed a throw pillow over her crotch. "I don't mean to be prude, but maybe that's something I shouldn't see." Kelly probed around inside her panties for a minute until she found what she was looking for. "Okay, I think I have it now," she grinned, then got up and walked out of the room. I left the room, too. I headed for my bedroom, closing the door and locking it behind me. I grabbed a clean towel off the closet shelf and a bottle of skin lotion. Draping the towel across the bed, I filled my hand with lotion, and pulled my shorts and underwear down to my ankles, allowing my cock to spring free. I was twice Kelly's age, but seeing her in those little panties and tight tank top shirt with her nipples poking through had really gotten me aroused. If that hadn't been enough, she'd sat right there beside me and slipped her hand into her panties to find her little clit. Thinking of that petite girl masturbating herself for the first time only two rooms away was more stimulating than I would have imagined. If things were just a little different, then I would have jumped all over her. As I stroked my stiff cock, I imagined what it would have been like if there were no consequences. I would have just told her to take those panties off and to spread her little pussy out so I could point out her clit for her. Then I'd have rubbed that little nub until I made her cum. And, if that didn't work, I would have buried my face in that little 18-year-old pussy and munched on it until she came all over my face. After that, I would have said, "Why don't you return the favor. Put my cock in your mouth and show me what you'd do to this cock if it belonged to one of your two friends from school." That did it. The image of her kneeling before me and taking my cock into her mouth was enough to put me over the top. My hips jutted forward as my cock convulsed and shot my cum out onto the towel on the bed. I milked the cum out of my cock, happy to have expended the energy that had built up in my groin since Kelly had gotten home. I cleaned myself up and went to bed. When I got up the next morning, I ran into Kelly in the kitchen. She was dressed in a pair of skimpy shorts and another tank top. This one showed off her flat, little belly. "How are you this morning?" I asked. "Feeling any better?" "Much better," she grinned, looking a little embarrassed. "Thanks for your help last night." Part 2 Everything seemed to be working out okay with Kelly. She didn't ask me for any more advice for the next week and I noticed she was spending more time in her bedroom with the door closed and soft music playing. Sometimes, I heard her listening to Leonard Cohen music, which seemed a little strange to me, but I suppose everyone has their own tastes. About the middle of the second week, she told me she was invited to a party at one of the kids' houses. It was a costume party. She'd heard her two friends, Danny and Steve were going to be there. Kelly told them she wasn't going to make it. I asked her why she would do that. She told me she had a plan. She was going to go in a costume dressed as a girl so she could be in their presence as a girl, but without them being able to recognize her. I didn't think it was a good idea. The risk for getting caught was too high and it didn't make sense if she couldn't show them who she was. Still, it was her choice and she'd made up her mind. Besides, it wasn't my place to stop her. The night of the party, Kelly asked me if she could model her costume for me before she went to the party. I said, "Sure, why not?" After all, I thought, how bad could it be? Well, I've gradually learned not to under-estimate Kelly's ability to shock me. "Are you ready?" Kelly called from her bedroom. "Yeah. Come on in," I answered. When Kelly strutted into the room, once again, I didn't recognize her. She'd onece again transformed herself from the initial petite girl I'd met, then she'd altered her appearance to pass herself off as a boy, but now, standing in her costume, she had become nothing less than an attractive vixen. "Where on earth did you get a costume that?" I asked. Her breasts were covered (barely) with a red latex top. The rounded edges of her smallish breasts peeked out from each side while her nipples strained against the latex material. "Why? You don't like it?" She asked in return. "No, it's great. It's just that it fits you perfectly." I explained. "I tried on at least a dozen costumes before this one. I'm glad they had it in my size." "Me, too," I said, thinking aloud. The latex top was matched by the short shorts, capped with a white leather belt. Knee-length latex boots with laces from the toe to the knee covered the bottom half of her legs. The heels must have been at least three inches long. They also made her look taller. Red latex gloves covered her arms up to her elbows. Finally, her face was covered with a red, latex half-mask that hid her flesh from her nose to her forehead. It was a shame to have to cover her pretty face up with the mask, but without it, the costume was not disguise. Her hair was disguised with a platinum blonde wig that ended at the base of her neck. In back, she wore a short red cape that ended at her waist. My Summer with Kelly Ch. 02 The morning after the night of Kelly's party, I explained to Kelly that what had happened should have never happened. If she was going to be sexually active at all, it should have been with boys her own age, not someone my age. Even though she was over 18, her parents were trusting me to be something of a temporary guardian while she stayed with me and I felt bad about my actions, even if I wasn't the one who had instigated the action. Kelly told me that she understood and that she would control herself in the future, but asked me if it was okay for her to continue to confide in me about her love interests. I assured her that it was okay with me as long as that was all that it was. Kelly continued to dress like a boy, keeping up the charade so she could continue to attend the workshop that had been closed to girls. She also continued to tell me about her interactions with the two boys she had an interest in, Steve and Danny, especially the stories about their after-school showers. Several times now, the boys had gone into the showers with Kelly sitting by and watching, always with the excuse that she'd left her change of clothes at home. Initially, Kelly had felt uncomfortable watching the boys get naked and shower in front of her, but then she began to like it and even looked forward to it. One time, she'd noticed that Danny had gotten an erection in the shower, which Steve, the one with the bigger cock, made fun of, not for its size, but because he'd gotten hard in front of two guys, well, in front of a guy and a girl he thought was a guy. Kelly told me how that image had stuck with her and how she'd wanted to see if she could produce that result in him herself by saying things that she thought would get him aroused. On their next trip to the showers after a game of basketball, the boys undressed as usual and Kelly found her opportunity to try it out. She asked Steve what he had done with Tammy the night of the party, which Steve had bragged about earlier. Tammy was one of the girls who had signed up for the workshop before the course had been closed to women. Tammy was also someone who Kelly knew made all the guys horny and she was certain Steve had slept with her. Steve told the story about how he had been grinding on some hot, slutty girl on the dance floor at a party, but what he didn't know was that the slutty girl was actually Kelly, the girl who was sitting there in front of him, dressed like a boy. As Steve told his story, it produced Kelly's desired effect on Danny. She pretended not to be looking, but every chance she got, she was checking out his cock, which was obviously stiffening. This put Danny in an awkward position of trying to hide his growing cock from Steve and Kelly. Steve laughed when he noticed Danny trying to hide his stiffening cock and told him, "Dude, don't worry about it. Tammy's one hot bitch. My cock is getting pretty hard, too." Kelly looked at Steve's groin. He wasn't lying. His cock was sticking straight out from his body and Steve began stroking it as he continued telling his story. "Dude, you're just going to stand there and jerk off?" Danny asked. "Man, I jack off all the time," Steve responded. "What's the big deal?" Danny confessed that he hardly ever played with himself and that Steve's story about what he'd done with Tammy and how the slutty girl had let him play with her tits on the dance floor had made him really horny. "If it was me," Kelly began, "I'd just finish it off right here," she lied, trying to get him to jerk off in front of her. Steve shrugged his shoulders and said, "Yeah, that's probably what I'd do, too." "Really?" Danny sounded a little embarrassed. "You guys don't mind?" Kelly shook her head, "Just let it rip. I do it all the time." She tried not to look like she was watching, but she was secretly very turned on by it. "What happened with the slutty girl?" Danny asked. He gripped his cock and began stroking it frantically. Steve giggled, "Dude, you want me to tell you something to help you cum?" "Well, just tell me about the slutty girl at the party and I'm sure I'll cum," Danny pleaded. "Okay," Steve said, slowly stroking his own cock. "Yeah, what was she like?" Kelly asked, wanting to hear what Steve had thought of her when she was dressed as a girl. "I couldn't see much of her face in her costume, but she was dressed in this slutty, little outfit that didn't hide much of anything, and would you believe this bitch took her top off on the dance floor? She stripped down to a thong out there in front of everybody!" Kelly was feeling a little embarrassed to hear Steve recount the story of her actions that night. "What were her tits like?" Danny asked. He was obviously enjoying the story. "They were small, but really perky, you know? And she had those nipples that stick out really far. What do you call them?" "Puffies?" Danny answered. Kelly had never heard the term before. "Is that a good thing?" She asked. "Dude, are you for real?" Steve asked with a grin. "I love puffy nipples, but you usually only see them on girls with small tits." "Then what happened?" Danny asked. He was stroking his cock and aiming it right in Kelly's direction. "I was standing there grinding up against this slut and after I'd pulled her top off and was playing with her titties, Tammy grabbed me by my waist and was grinding her tits up against my back. I was trying to figure out a way to get both these bitches in the same bed with me when Tammy tells me, 'Dump this flat-chested bitch and let's go somewhere private'." "What did you do then?" Danny asked. "I said, 'Only if you promise to suck my cock'," Steve said. "No shit?" "No shit. I took her to one of the bedrooms. She tried to kiss me, but I said, 'No, bitch. Kiss my cock'." "Fuck!" Danny said. The head of his cock poked out of his fist and a stream of cum shot out of the head, spewing onto the shower floor and swirling down the drain. His eyes were closed and his whole body looked stiff as he continued to shoot his load onto the shower floor. When he'd finished, Danny milked the remainder of his cum out of his cock with his fingers, allowing the cum to run down the drain. Then, he turned to face the shower head and washed his dwindling erection free of cum. Steve stopped stroking his own cock and stepped out of the shower with his huge erection leading the way. Danny was a bit embarrassed as he left the shower and dried off. Kelly had gotten so aroused by the incident that she had to drive herself home as fast as she could so she could masturbate to the fresh images of the two guys she desired, but that wouldn't be the last time she'd see the boys' hard cocks. A few days after Danny had jerked off in the shower, Kelly and Danny ended up at my place alone. They were watching TV on the couch when Danny asked a stunning question, "Kelly, are you a fag?" "What?" Kelly was shocked. "Why would you ask that?" "You play ball with us almost every day and you sit and watch us shower afterward," Danny explained. "So? You guys ask me to hang out in there." "Yeah, but I see how you stare at us all the time. I see you checking out our cocks like you want some of it." "No, I don't," Kelly lied. One of her greatest fears was being realized. If only she could tell the boys she was really a girl who only dressed like a boy so she could attend the classes she needed, then the problem would be solved. Secretly, Kelly did enjoy looking at the boys in the shower, but she couldn't admit that to them or they wouldn't let her do it any more. "Yeah, right," Danny insisted. "I bet if I pulled my cock out right now and told you to suck it, you'd be all over it." "Bullshit!" Kelly exclaimed, but she knew it was true. If she could get away with it, she'd be all over Danny's cock. "You say that, but if I whipped it out, I know you'd want to suck it, wouldn't you? Do you want me to pull it out so you can suck it?" Danny asked. Kelly didn't answer. She just sat there in disbelief. She did want to suck Danny's cock, but she didn't want him to know she wanted to suck it. She also didn't want to ruin her whatever chance she might have of letting her suck him. He didn't sound like he was opposed to it, just that he was curious if she would do it or not. Danny unzipped his pants and tugged them down, leaving only his underwear covering his cock. Kelly glanced down to look at it. Surprisingly, he appeared to have an erection. "See! You do want to suck it!" Danny exclaimed. "Why else would you look at it?" "You must want to have it sucked," Kelly reasoned. "Why else would it be hard like that?" "Because I know you want to suck it, you fag!" "I'm not a fag!" Kelly argued. It was true, she wasn't, but Danny had no idea she was a girl. All he knew was that Kelly was always staring at his cock. "You want to suck my cock, don't you, you fag?" Danny asked, pulling his underwear down. "Come on, go for it." Kelly still didn't know if he was serious or just trying to see what she would do. What if he was just pretending and when Kelly made the move, Danny would pull away and pull his pants up? "I'm not going to wait forever, you know. Here, I'll make it easy for you." Danny pulled a pillow over his face. "Now, you don't have to look at me when you do it." With the pillow covering Danny's face, she was able to look at his cock freely. She wanted it so badly, but she was afraid to act on her feelings, afraid it might be a trick. "Okay," Danny said. "I'm going to count to 10 and if you're not sucking my cock by then, I'll put it away and never, ever give you another chance to suck it." He started the countdown. Kelly was nervous. It was either now or never. As Danny counted down from 10 to one, Kelly weighed her odds. What did she have to lose? When Danny got down to three, he stopped counting, "Last chance," he warned. "When I get to zero, the offer ends... Three, two..." Kelly couldn't take it any more. Before Danny could say "one", Kelly placed both hands on Danny's thighs and slipped his cock into her mouth, sucking the head of his cock and hoping she hadn't fallen into a trap. Danny pulled the pillow away from his face and locked his hands behind his head as he watched Kelly suck his cock. "This isn't your first time with a dick in your mouth, is it?" Danny asked with a grin. Kelly shook her head from side to side as much as she could while she bobbed her head up and down on Danny's cock. "I knew it!" Danny laughed. "I knew you wanted to suck my cock. You do it really good, too." Kelly's face was red with embarrassment. She wasn't sure how to feel. Danny was her friend, but now he thought she was a gay boy, which wasn't what she wanted him or anyone else to think. She couldn't stop herself, though. She'd barely been able to control herself in the shower, but now with Danny encouraging her, she couldn't stop herself. Kelly slid her mouth down the length of Danny's cock, enjoying the way his flesh felt on her tongue. As she sucked him, she felt some pre-cum secrete from the head of his cock, which she quickly sucked down and swallowed, enjoying the taste of it on her tongue. In only a few short minutes, Kelly felt the muscles in Danny's legs stiffen and he appeared to have stopped breathing for a second. It didn't take long for her to realize why. He was starting to cum. A thick stream of his load erupted into her mouth, which she held in her mouth to savor its taste before swallowing it down. Danny's hips pressed forward as more of his cum flowed into her mouth in sporadic spurts. Kelly moaned in pleasure as the boy she had lusted after finally finished cumming in her mouth. Even after Danny had finished cumming, Kelly kept his cock in her mouth, tracing circles around the tip of his cock with her tongue. "Mmmm..." she said, slipping the cock out of her mouth and milking the shaft of Danny's cock with her hand. "See," Danny beamed. "I knew you were a fag." Kelly was stunned. What would happen to her reputation at the school now? More importantly, what would Steve think of her and what would this mean for their after-game showers? "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone" Danny assured her. "I'll keep this our little secret. I think it will be mutually beneficial." "How is that?" Kelly asked, wondering what she'd gotten herself into. "You get to keep your secret and I get an occasional blowjob from the prettiest boy in school." Kelly wasn't sure how to react to what equated to blackmail. She also couldn't believe she'd just been called pretty. To a boy, that would normally be an insult, but Kelly didn't mind. She wasn't really a boy and no one had told her she was pretty in a very long time. My Summer with Kelly Ch. 03 As you read this, please keep in mind that a lot of the story is told here as it was repeated to me in times and places when I wasn't around, mostly from Kelly. * Since that afternoon in my living room, when Danny coaxed Kelly into giving him a blowjob, Danny had been true to his word. He hadn't told anyone about what he thought was Kelly's big secret. To Danny, Kelly was a closet homosexual, a fact that he though was sure to embarrass her if it ever got out, but what Danny thought he knew was further from the truth than he would have imagined. Kelly wasn't a closet homosexual. Kelly wasn't even a boy. Kelly was a straight girl who was pretending to be a boy, but not for any sexual reason. She only did it because the enrolments in the college workshop she wanted to attend had already been closed to girls. The only way she could get in was to pretend to be a boy. Kelly kept up her end of the bargain in exchange for Danny keeping the secret. She didn't even have to be reminded. She'd agreed to give Danny a blowjob when he wanted one in return for keeping her sexual preference, or what he thought was her sexual preference, a secret. Kelly was more than happy to suck his cock at any time the opportunity presented itself, which turned out to be two or three times a week, which was about as often as the two were alone together. Fortunately, little else had changed in her relationship with Danny. The other guy she had befriended, Steve, seemed to be unaware of anything going on, which was fine with Kelly. Aside from her sexual attraction to Danny, she also had a crush on Steve and that big cock of his. One afternoon, Kelly told me she was going over to Tammy's house to drop off some papers for school. Kelly had told me all about Tammy. She was one of the more popular girls who flaunted her sexual prowess and worked the boys in the group into a frenzy. Tammy was also the one who had stolen Steve away from her at a recent party when Kelly had gone dressed as a girl, but in a costume that hid her identity. Staying in character, Kelly dressed as a boy and headed over to Tammy's house. When Kelly showed up at Tammy's house, she was surprised to see what looked like a small party starting. Both Danny and Steve were there as well as a few girls she recognized from the classes. Kelly and Tammy had hardly spoken. Kelly chose to keep her distance from the girls as much as possible. She figured the girls would be able to figure out she wasn't actually a boy easier than the boys would. "Come on in," Tammy greeted Kelly at the door with a hug. "I was just bringing these papers over," Kelly said. "Thanks," Tammy took the papers from Kelly, "Let's go put these away and we'll get back with the party." "Okay," Kelly said, following Tammy to her room without speaking to anyone else. When they got there, Tammy dropped the papers on a dresser, then shut the door behind Kelly. "Can I ask you something?" Tammy asked. "Sure," Kelly suddenly felt uncomfortable. What was it she was going to ask her? "Why haven't you ever hit on me?" "What?" Kelly was incredulous. "When have I ever had the chance?" "Come on," Tammy argued. "Every boy in class has hit on me at least a dozen times by now, but not you. Don't you find me attractive?" "Are you kidding?" Kelly tried to answer the way a boy would answer. "What guy wouldn't want to get his hands on that body of yours?" "Really?" Tammy asked. "Some of the girls and I were talking and we were thinking you were gay." "Gay?" Kelly shook her head. "I'm not gay." "I don't believe you," Tammy said, stepping closer to Kelly. "Prove it." "How can I do that?" Kelly asked. "Use your imagination," Tammy smirked. Kelly was feeling trapped. Deep down, she knew she shouldn't care what Tammy or any of the other girls thought about her sexual preference, but it still bothered her. She was tempted to tell Tammy to go fuck herself, but she'd worked so hard at passing herself off as a boy and there were still a few weeks of classes left. She didn't want to spend the rest of the summer with everyone thinking she was gay, not because she had anything against people being gay, but she thought it would change how she was treated by the people she'd worked so hard to become friends with, and it would almost definitely put an end to her ability to sit and watch Danny and Steve shower after basketball games. Kelly knew she needed to act quickly or Tammy would continue to interrogate her, so she did the only thing that came to mind. She took both of her hands and placed them on the sides of Tammy's face, then pulled Tammy close to her, pressing her lips to Tammy's. Parting her lips slightly, she stuck out her tongue, which was quickly met by Tammy's own tongue. Kelly had never kissed another girl before and she'd never had feelings for a girl before, but she found the experience to be sensual, especially since Tammy still thought Kelly was a boy. Kissing Tammy was far different from any boy she'd ever kissed. Tammy's lips were soft and delicate and her taste was sweet and delicious. The two girls pressed their lips together as their tongues swirled around one another for several minutes before Tammy finally broke the kiss. When she pulled her mouth away from Kelly's, her hands found Kelly's hips. "You're a good kisser," Tammy's hands snaked around Kelly's back, making her a bit nervous. Kissing Tammy was one thing, but if Tammy's hands roamed Kelly's body very much, her secret would be discovered. "Thanks," Kelly smiled, moving her hands from Tammy's face down her sides and onto her waist. "Now what?" "I'm still not sure you're not a fag," Tammy grinned. "No?" Kelly smiled, pressing on Tammy's waist, twisting her body and pushing her down onto Tammy's bed. Kelly fell on top of her, pressing one of her legs between Tammy's legs, making Tammy's skirt rise up. When the two girls fell into place atop Tammy's bed, Kelly pressed her lips against Tammy's lips again, kissing her a second time. Instinctively, one of Kelly's hands roamed up and down Tammy's side, then slid down Tammy's leg, then up again to go underneath Tammy's skirt. Kelly slid her hand under Tammy's skirt and up Tammy's thigh until she found the waistband of Tammy's panties, then slid her hand around to grip her thong-covered ass. Kelly told herself she was doing all this to keep her secret safe from the rest of the students, but she knew she was lying to herself. The truth was, she was finding that taking control of another girl was strangely arousing. Tammy was a willing recipient to Kelly's advances. When she'd been pushed onto the bed, she let her hands fall above her head and let Kelly's hands roam freely over her body. In addition to the arousal she was feeling, Kelly had a curiosity that went beyond her sexual urges. She'd never put her hands on another girl, and aside from the girls in her gym class back in high-school, she'd never really seen a girl naked, especially not in this context. Kelly continued to kiss Tammy all over her face. Emboldened by Tammy's deep breathing and occasional moans, Kelly slipped both hands under Tammy's top and lifted it up and over her head, exposing the sheer bra that covered Tammy's ample breasts. Kelly hurried to take Tammy's bra off and nearly ripped the material slipping it off of Tammy's torso. When Tammy's large, naked breasts came into view, Kelly pulled her head back to take a look at them, gripping one of the large orbs in her hand as she tweaked one of the hardening nipples with her index finger. Kelly was secretly envious of Tammy's large breasts. Although she had gotten compliments from anyone who had ever seen her smaller breasts (including me), Kelly wondered what it would be like to have big tits like Tammy's. "Suck them," Tammy said. Kelly obeyed. She felt her own nipples hardening under the tight wrap that smashed her own small tits flat against her chest, hiding them from view. She knew for her to be able to continue to keep her secret from Tammy and the others, she would have to keep Tammy from trying to fondle her body as she made out with the unsuspecting girl. She had a plan, though. Whatever happened, Kelly was intent on maintaining control of the situation by dominating the actions that took place. She would play the role of a dominant boy who was having his way with Tammy. Kelly placed her lips over Tammy's nipple, still gripping the large breast in one hand. She sucked at the nipple, flicking it with her tongue as she looked into Tammy's eyes. She imagined having her own nipples sucked the same way, if not by Tammy, then by Steve or even Danny. Either of the boys would do. "That feels good," Tammy moaned, laying her head back on the bed and allowing Kelly to take advantage of her. With Tammy being an eager participant, Kelly was ready to examine her captive prey a little more. She nibbled at Tammy's tits, kissing her way from one large breast, down the valley in the middle and over to the other one, leaving a thin trail of saliva everywhere her mouth came into contact with Tammy's flesh. When her mouth found the other nipple, she sucked it into her mouth, flicking the nipple with her tongue and biting down on the stiffened flesh firmly, yet gently enough not to cause any discomfort. While she ravished Tammy's breasts, she moved both hands down to Tammy's waist, then ran them up and over the short skirt down to Tammy's knees, then back up again, but this time, when her hands found the material of the skirt, they went under the material instead of over. Tammy shivered slightly as Kelly's thumbs hooked into the waist of her panties. Kelly gently tugged downward on the panties. Without being prompted, Tammy raised her ass in the air a bit to allow Kelly to slide the panties down over her round ass. Kelly sat up on the bed as she pulled the panties down and off her unsuspecting friend. The only material obstructing Tammy's pussy from Kelly's sight and touch was the short skirt, which was now the only material that she was still wearing. Kelly pushed Tammy's legs apart, then positioned herself between Tammy's knees. Standing on her own knees, Kelly placed a hand on both of Tammy's shins, then started sliding her hands up Tammy's legs. As Kelly's hands moved past Tammy's knees, Kelly moved her hands from the outsides of Tammy's thighs to the insides of her thighs and continued their way up. When Kelly's hands came into contact with the material of the skirt, Tammy instinctively tried to close her legs and placed her hands down to her crotch to block Kelly's advances. "Wait," Tammy urged. "Are you sure we should..." "Shh," Kelly interrupted. With her own body planted between Tammy's legs, Tammy couldn't close them all the way. Kelly reached for Tammy's wrists, then moved her hands up and over Tammy's head once more. "Just let it happen," Kelly whispered, using the same words a boy had once used on her. Tammy didn't move her hands from above her head again when Kelly returned her hands to Tammy's body. This time, instead of running her hands up Tammy's legs, Kelly simply gripped the material of the skirt and flipped it up and onto Tammy's flat tummy, exposing Tammy's pussy. When the cool air hit her naked sex, Tammy took a deep breath and held it for a few seconds before exhaling loudly. Kelly put her hands in the middle of Tammy's thighs, then ran them up Tammy's legs to the very edges of Tammy's waiting pussy. Kelly had never seen another woman's pussy up close before and Tammy's, being completely bald, was a good one to be seeing for the first time. The outer lips of her pussy were swollen and puffy, filling the lips to a bright red. Kelly was aroused, but also curious. Without touching Tammy's pussy, Kelly placed her thumbs on each side of Tammy's pussy, then spread the pink folds so she could look inside. Tammy let out a deep moan and bucked her hips forward. "Do you like me looking at your pussy?" Kelly didn't wait for an answer. "I think you do." She examined Tammy's pussy, using her thumbs to open it and spread it to give her a better view of Tammy's beautiful pussy. Tammy smiled. Being objectified was arousing her more than normal. From Tammy's perspective, this was unlike her normal encounters with other boys. Kelly wasn't ripping off his pants to shove his cock inside her. Instead, he was taking his time to explore Tammy's body. Kelly got down on her elbows and knees, positioning herself between Tammy's legs. She placed her mouth on Tammy's inner thigh and nibbled her way up Tammy's smooth leg until she got to the crease where Tammy's thigh met the outside of her pussy, but Kelly didn't place her mouth on Tammy's pussy, at least not yet. Instead, she kissed and nibbled her way up and around Tammy's hairless pubic mound, allowing her smooth chin to barely graze Tammy's clitoral hood as she moved her mouth to the other inner thigh. Kelly was hesitant. Until now, she was playing the part of a horny boy. She'd kissed another girl and she'd sucked on her breasts, but she wasn't sure about placing her mouth on another girl's pussy, even if she was turned on by it. Even though she was uncertain of her own desires, she was sure that eating Tammy's pussy was the right thing to do. Perhaps she could satisfy Tammy's sexual cravings by eating her pussy. Then, she'd be able to stop and her secret would still be safe. Kelly made her decision. She put a hand on each of Tammy's thighs and pulled her legs apart as far as they would go, then used her thumbs to open Tammy's pussy again. Looking down, Kelly could see Tammy's engorged clit peeking out of her inner folds. Kelly kissed her way up to Tammy's navel, then back down again to Tammy's awaiting pussy. Opening her mouth, Kelly stuck out her tongue and gently flicked at Tammy's swollen clit. Tammy responded by rolling her hips, smearing her clit onto Kelly's face. Kelly closed her mouth over Tammy's clit and sucked on it like she had with Tammy's nipple, flicking the little clit with her tongue as she sucked on it, imaging she was sucking on a tiny cock. Her efforts were noticeable on Tammy who had turned her head to the side and was sucking on her own fingers as Kelly lapped at Tammy's pussy, sucking her juices into her mouth. Kelly couldn't help but open her eyes and look up at Tammy who was obviously enjoying every bit of it. One of Kelly's hands snaked up Tammy's body. First, she squeezed at Tammy's tits. Gripping them harder than she had before, Kelly pinched down on the nipples as hard as she could, then she reached her hand up to Tammy's neck, then to her chin. Kelly pressed her middle finger against Tammy's mouth, which Tammy immediately opened, sucking Kelly's finger in. Tammy sucked on Kelly's finger like it was a cock in her mouth while Kelly took her other hand to Tammy's pussy, slipping a finger inside the warm, wet hole. The intrusion caused Tammy to bite down gently onto Kelly's finger before resuming her sucking on it. Kelly finger-fucked Tammy until she knew Tammy was about to cum. When Tammy was on the brink of orgasm, Kelly pulled her finger from Tammy's mouth and roughly gripped one of Tammy's big tits, digging her fingernails into the delicate flesh. At the same time, Kelly lapped at Tammy's clit even faster and harder than she had before. Pushing a second finger into Tammy's pussy, Kelly finger-fucked her as fast and as hard as she could. Tammy stopped moving for a few seconds. Her whole body tensed up and she even stopped breathing. Then, her body went limp as she exhaled loudly, then groaned, "Fuck! I'm fucking cumming so hard!" Kelly didn't let up. She licked Tammy's pussy harder now, then used her thumb on Tammy's hardened clit while Tammy shivered in ecstasy. Finally, with Tammy's orgasm ending, she pushed Kelly's face away from her pussy. Satisfied that she'd done a good job, Kelly crawled up Tammy's body to meet her face-to-face again. "That was incredible," Tammy said, looking into Kelly's eyes. "You seemed to enjoy it," Kelly agreed. "I have the evidence all over my face," Her mouth and chin were wet with Tammy's juices. Tammy reached to wipe her juices from Kelly's face, but Kelly stopped her by grabbing her hand and pushing it away. Tammy responded with a confused look. "Lick your pussy from my face," Kelly commanded, happy with herself for thinking of such a controlling statement. Tammy paused at first, not sure how to react, then pulled Kelly's head down to her face, licking her pussy juice from every part of Kelly's face, cleaning the clear liquid from her face. To be continued... My Summer with Kelly Her costume was quite revealing, leaving little of her body to the imagination, yet it hid her identity perfectly. I'm not sure what character she was supposed to be, or if it was anyone in particular or if it was just a generic super-hero outfit, but in all, it was a perfect picture, looking like she'd just stepped out of a teen-aged boy's greatest testosterone-filled fantasy. "Turn," I said, not really intending to sound so commanding. Kelly grinned, assuming I liked what I saw. I did. I liked it a lot. She turned and modeled the costume, and her body, for me. When her back was to me, I saw how short her shorts really were. Aside from the material at the waist, they covered little more of her bottom than a thong would, leaving the bottom half of her ass exposed and giving me an ample view of those luscious globes and flawless legs. "Wow," was all I could say. Kelly placed her hands on her hips and looked over her shoulder at me. "I don't know what you're planning to do tonight, but you're definitely going to get noticed," I said. "Thanks. I sure hope so." "Just be careful," I warned. "Some boys find it difficult to control themselves when they see a girl dressed like that." "Do you think it's too slutty?" Kelly asked. "No, that's not it," I said. "I think it's fine. It's just that a lot of guys see someone dressed in a provocative manner and think it's okay to do whatever they want." "I'll be careful," she said with a grin as she left for the party. A few hours later, Kelly returned home. I thought it was a little early for a party to end, so I figured she'd left early, even before she had a chance to tell me. When Kelly entered the house, she was dressed a little differently than when she'd left for the party. Instead of the sexy cape and tiny top, she was now wearing the same jacket she'd worn the first day she showed up at my house. She was also missing the wig and mask, but the shorty shorts and knee-length boots were still on. She was also visibly upset. I'd had a few beers, but I could still tell something was wrong. "What happened?" I asked. Being sprawled out on the couch, I moved my foot out of the way to give Kelly a place to sit. I was surprised when she curled up next to me on the couch and buried her head in my side. instinctively, I raised my arm up in the air and put it around her in an embrace as she settled into place. "It was terrible," Kelly mumbled into my chest. "Well, what happened?" I asked again. "Did you see your friends?" "Yeah," she replied. "That was the problem." "I told you not to expect much of them. They only know of you as a boy." "I know," Kelly sniffled. "I tried to get Steve to notice me, but he didn't." "How did you do that?" I asked. "Well, I spotted him as soon as I got there and he even asked me to dance. Everything was going great till this bitch from the workshop showed up. Remember how I told you about Tammy?" I didn't, "Remind me," I said. "Which one is Tammy?" "She's a snobby girl, but all the guys seem to like her," Kelly explained. "Probably because of her big tits." "Well, I suppose that's one thing they might like about her." "I was dancing with Steve and she comes over and cuts right in, so I figured I'd crank it up a notch, you know?" "Not really," I was clueless. "I figured I'd get a little sexier and he'd forget all about her." "What did you do?" I asked. "At first, I just danced and pressed my body up against his and slid my hands up and down his body, which seemed to be working. He even did the same back to me, sliding his hands up and down and all over me." "All over?" I asked. "Yeah, pretty much. He even cupped his hands over my ass for a while and leaned in real close. I buried my head in his neck and tried to breath seductively on his neck and chest." "Wow," I said, not knowing what else to say. "Tammy kept trying to cut in and I turned my body to rub my ass up against his..." she paused to gather her thoughts, but I'm sure she was going to say something about rubbing up against his cock. "I mean, I had my back to him and was rubbing up against him. He kept running his hands up and down my body and even slid them up and down my breasts." "Your breasts?" I asked, making sure I'd heard her correctly. I was starting to get aroused myself at the story she was telling, which was an awkward position with me lying there in a pair of shorts and her practically laying on top of me. "Yeah, he was rubbing his hands up and down my breasts for a while. Then when he tried to slide his hands inside my top, I stopped him at first. I didn't want him to think I'm a slut or something." "No, that wouldn't be good," I agreed. "But when he tried it again, I let him. It felt so good to have his hands on my breasts." "In the middle of the dance floor with people watching?" "Yeah, I hope you don't think poorly of me, but I was really getting turned on by having people watch us dance like that." "Well, we didn't have parties like that when I was your age, but I think times change," I had to think of something to say and that's what came out. "Tammy was still there and she was dancing against his back. I guess she was rubbing those tits against him or something, but he still had his hands on me. Then, he untied my top and it fell to the floor, giving everybody in the room a view of my tits, well, what there is of them. I figured I had him hooked at this point, but I could hear Tammy say something to him. I'm not sure what she said, but he left the dance floor with her, leaving me there with my top on the floor and feeling kind of stupid." "Then what happened?" I asked. "I grabbed my top and ran out to the car and drove home." "With no top?" I asked. "I put this jacket on when I got in the car." I looked down at Kelly. The way she was positioned, I could see right down the jacket. I couldn't see her nipples, but I could tell she wasn't wearing the top. "I guess I'm an idiot," she said. "No, you're not an idiot. Guys are just simple creatures. She probably just made him an offer he couldn't refuse," I explained, trying to be helpful. We both sat there quietly for a few minutes. After the few beers I'd had, I was pretty drowsy and drifting in and out of consciousness. I was trying to stay awake because Kelly was still saying things. I wasn't exactly sure what she was asking or saying, but I could hear myself giving responses. Then, I drifted off to sleep. I awakened some time later. I'm not sure how much time had passed, but when I woke up, I had that feeling like several hours had passed. Then, I was suddenly aware that my cock was being expertly stimulated. I looked down to see that my shorts had been pulled off of me and Kelly was squatting, legs spread, and devouring my cock. "What the fuck?" I mumbled. I didn't try to stop her, at least not at first. It felt great having her sucking my cock and the view was fantastic. I was naked from the waist down with one leg firmly planted on the floor and the other was up on the couch. My cock was about as stiff as I think it had ever been, with a bigger hard-on than I could remember having recently. Kelly's eyes were closed. She was squatting between my legs with her legs wide open. I could see in the dimly lit room that she was also nearly naked from the waist down. She was wearing a red pair of panties, but had pulled the crotch of the panties over to the side and was furiously rubbing her pussy with one hand. The other hand was wrapped firmly around the base of my cock with the thumb massaging both of my balls. Kelly was breathing erratically as her head bobbed up and down on my cock. She was really into it, too, swirling her tongue around on the tip of my cock. Then reality hit me. She was half my age, and she should have been getting with boys her age, if she was to be sexually active at all. The stimulus on my cock was fantastic, but I felt like it was wrong, even if she had initiated it. "Wait, "I said using one hand to push her forehead back. I grabbed her wrist from around my cock with the other hand. As I pushed Kelly's head back from my cock, she licked her lips, looking stunned at my action. She continued to rub her pussy with her other hand and managed to replace her hand on my cock, which she started to stroke casually. "What's wrong?" she asked, looking at my cock, not my face. "You shouldn't be doing that," I explained. Kelly looked confused. "But you told me to do it," she explained. "I did? I don't remember that." "Just a few minutes ago, I said, 'What should I do about it?' and you said, 'I'd like you to suck my cock'." "I said that? I must have been asleep." "You even pulled your shorts off," Kelly was still stroking my cock. "I'd never sucked a dick before," Kelly explained, then slid her mouth back over the head of my cock. I know I should have pulled her off of me and made her stop, but I had no will power. Her mouth felt great on my cock. I must have been talking in my sleep. Whatever had gotten us to this point, her mouth was now wrapped around my stiff cock. "This is wrong," I grunted. I looked down at Kelly sucking on my cock. I couldn't resist running my fingers through her hair. Finally, she looked up at me, focusing her eyes on mine as her head bobbed up and down on my cock again. I looked down a little lower. She still had the jacket on and zipped nearly to the top. I leaned forward and tugged at the zipper, only managing to get it down another couple of inches. Seeing my inability to get the zipper down, Kelly removed her hand from my cock and only slightly slowed her bobbing on my cock. She gripped the zipper and lowered it to the bottom, letting the jacket fall open. Finally, I could see her little titties. I was surprised to see how big and puffy her nipples were. The light pink flesh of her nipples took up almost half of the space of her small tits. Just seeing those lovely globes was almost enough to make me cum right there. I knew I was near cumming and Kelly looked like she was about to cum soon herself. Her breathing was getting faster and more sporadic, her hand was moving frantically up and down on her pussy and she was applying a lot more suction on my cock which was pushing me even closer to orgasm. Without warning, Kelly removed her mouth from my cock and replaced it with her hand, which she pumped frantically up and down my shaft. "Oh, shit!" she exclaimed and grunted. She was obviously very close to cumming. Then, my cock stiffened and a stream of cum erupted from the tip of my cock. The stream appeared to startle Kelly at first, then appeared to excite her. The steam went up, hit her on the corner of her forehead, then trickled down the outside corner of one eye. Kelly smiled momentarily, then closed her eyes as she began to convulse with her own orgasm. Meanwhile, my orgasm continued. As Kelly closed her eyes tightly and opened her mouth slightly, the rest of the cum pumped out of my cock, spilling out onto her face and chest, exciting her more than I would have imagined. It was as if the evidence of my excitement fueled her orgasm even more. Kelly's breathing slowed slightly and she opened her eyes. Immediately, she had a big grin on her face. "I needed that," she said. "Thank you." I didn't know what to say, so I just smiled. Kelly looked down at my cock and milked the remaining cum out of the shaft. "That's so hot!" she said, biting her lower lip. My cum was plastered on her face. Kelly stood in front of me, snapping her panties back into place, but she didn't zip her jacket up again. Instead, she let her jacket hang open, leaving her breasts exposed. "I think I'll have a peaceful night's sleep for once," she grinned as she turned to walk to her room, giving me a great view of her nice ass. More to come...