XXVII
Laura started swinging her hips forward clearly showing that she wanted to slide into Cindy as the tip of her penis already showed the wetness needed to enter her smoothly. Cindy's labia were probably quite wet already (yet I hade never seen her tights wet in our Yoga sessions). I decided to help in the anatomical arrangement of our bodies, to just make it happen for Laura, first, and later me. We were now attached: I was embracing Cindy from behind while Cindy was having a hold of Laura's cock; Laura's hands were on the back of Cindy's thighs, keeping her in balance and insuring that her cock was pointing the right way, aligned towards Cindy's folds. I lowered my knees to the floor, joined my toes and rested my hips on my feet. I kept my knees appart so that there was space for Cindy to slide down into me, between my inner thighs, her ass crack close to my hardened dick, also into our Heroine pose (our female version of Hero's pose) "Come on baby, come with me on Heroine", I say to Cindy, as she lowers into me. I was still cupping her with my legs, very close, and so her back came to join my chest, before I attempted to start lowering back. As I lowered my torso and head, with the hips sliding between my legs, as I had separated my feet, my cock and balls came also into contact with her lower back, with my long cock on top of her spine and my balls somewhat loose in the cavity between our hips. Cindy's shoulders rested on my chest, her head on my neck under mine. I was supporting our weight with my big open hands stretched back on the floor. We could go on being Heroines just so because our muscles were prepared for such a strong stretch. Laura, who would not be able to do it, rather was the giver, with Cindy's full vulva lengthened and opened sideways ready for her. Her labia were already engorged, with the wide, dark majora leaving an unobstructed view of the thin, leafy and long, rosy and wet minora encircling her vagina. Crowning it all Cindy showed her thin bulge of a prominent, reddened clitoris tip. All skin was smooth, with not one hair distressing this beautiful skinscape of her most intimate part. Thus I was concocting the penetration Laura so desperately wanted now.
That first night did it for me: I wanted to settle with such a woman (had there been any other option?. I suppose I may have also desired an "original" woman with no dick, if I had found the right one. Indeed, I did have a good number of relationships with such women, but all identified as lesbian. Laura spent all the day after, as we just stayed in bed, talking a lot, making more love, drinking some more, and back to love again. We started giving ourselves messages of trust, that is sharing some intimate things about our upbringing as new women. Laura was very emphatic about her love for her penis from very early on. I agreed with that, as I had felt the same thing. We had the same view of our extra asset in our women version and made sure that it was ever present in our relationship. She had a penis, I had one, and we would use them always among us, and perhaps, sometimes, to tease someone else. So we had no fret about penis stress, or were not waiting to have it changed into a vulva in the medium future (maybe she or I would change our minds?).
But we had had no real chance to use them to tease Cindy yet, until now. Laura did not reveal anything in their first encounter and I never wanted to show anything on purpose to Cindy during our lessons (while it seems that she well noticed it!). The fact is they were very functional to us. As with all penises, there are those that remain boy penises and those that become girl penises. Our girly pair was distinct in size, but they hardened relatively fast, they held hard while aroused and, more interestingly, they held hard in both of us while we were going anal, one hard inside, the other hard free. Our sperm ejections varied widely, but we were not dry. This was ideal because we both enjoyed the lubrication it provided and, to finish it off, to lick it from where it landed over our sweaty bodies with its modest jets. We were on the same wavelength with regard to our sexuality and desires.