Fulfilling A Girl's Male Fantasy Part 2

When I raised my head once more, all the girls had started playing: Sophie was still sat with her legs spread, using her fingers; Chandice had half unzipped her hot pants and was holding in what I assumed to be one of those little egg-shaped vibrators with her middle finger, the wire leading to the speed control in her other hand clearly visible on her black skin; Katrina was kneeling with her legs held together, the end of a silver torpedo-shaped vibrator sticking out from her PVC covered crotch, but from her expression as she watched us the vibrations were definitely getting through the plastic; and my own girlfriend was kneeling up, her legs spread a little, and was thrusting a large jelly dildo in and out under her skirt, where I assumed she had pulled the thong aside.

I was just watching Sophie reaching for a rabbit vibe when I lost my balance and fell back on to the blanket, Nicola on top of me, and our lips locked again. Moving my left hand down from her pert butt, I started stroking the back of her stocking covered thigh, slowly working up under the cotton and past the nylon to her warm, smoothly shaved flesh, then even further to her panties, rolling on top of her as I did so. We continued to kiss and fumble for several minutes, both getting hard from each other's fake femininity, the touch of each other through our clothes, and our friends' moans of pleasure and encouragement. However, our audience was getting impatient, and soon started to heckle calling for action, so I thought it was time I discovered what kind of equipment my lover for the evening had.

Sliding down to lie between her legs, covered by white nylon, I began kissing up her inner thighs as I liked to do to Jenny, at the same time pushing the white skirt up out of the way for when my face passed the top of her stockings, reaching her bare flesh, my cheeks brushing lightly against the suspender straps. Once I reached the lacy white briefs Nicola was wearing though, the sweet smell from the bulge beneath was unmistakably male, as I nuzzled into the cushion of her genitals, spreading her legs out more with my hands, seeking out the shape of the semi-erect cock beneath with my lips, and then peeling back the elastic waistband to release it.