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I remember the pleasure I got in my first relationship with a girl. It's your first after all. Stacy had been a revelation in my new life in a new city. Surely I would stick with women in the future. Stacey had, in a nutshell, revealed some of the aims I could reach in the horizon of womanly love. I had had much action with boys, where it was a piece of cake to get involved in wild, shallow, meaningless sex. My dick was a hit; my ass was coveted. But as I said it was getting to be rough with a great deal of physical pain. I could keep the emotional strains in check; I never fell in love with a boy. All that until I decided to take a break and follow my feelings beyond satisfying the real carnal pleasures of my cock and my soul. It meant a more difficult path towards finding partners, or so I thought. My physical transition was underway and I could see myself in the reflections of mirrors and windows as a girl, in shape and in dress. I could also see that in the eyes of people around me; if others saw me as such I did not care. The family learned to cope; anyhow, I left home a few months after my full-time presence as a girl. I needed to start anew so I moved cities, far from home, to one that I believed was more liberal in social issues and where I could expect to thrive in my new life. So I started anew, as a woman, working to live, while I decided to do with my future, beyond being a woman. My sexual life at this point was very private: I got a lot of pleasure of my cock at all times; I dressed in intimate underwear and got a kick from that. I was content in my own bubble. In the meantime, I made an effort to explore the world of lesbian dating and started frequenting women, most of them lesbian, bars. I knew I was not totally antisocial so I could get to talk to people with the aim of building frienships, but mostly, now, to start my sexual experiences with women. Stacy approached me one evening, in the midst of a very noisy crowd. We locked eyes, she offered me a drink and we started chatting.
Cindy was sliding up and down my chest helped by our glistening sweat, producing in me intense pleasure with the friction of her shoulder blades on my nipples, following the rhythm of Laura's hips. But it got better when she was on her way up towards me. I could nibble her ear, whisper to her how exciting this was, and because the tip of my cock would slide beyond her gradually loosening asshole (gaping little by little from a combination of contact with my dickhead and her own arousal), it would rub her lower labia and hit Laura's shaft as it bore down on Laura's vagina. My tip, a beacon of sensitive nerves, was getting really eager for more. She whispered to my ear... "I want you to enter me... I need you to cum inside me... will you come inside my ass?...come on baby." I was highly surprised by the invitation, and hesitated not a second, despite that our positions were not ideal for a smooth penetration. It had been a bumpier penetration, very much eased by the high sensations that Cindy was getting from the full body contact between us as she was taking pleasure from Laura's penetration. But she managed to give me her wish "Yes, ahhhh, enter me, be gentle baby." That was my cue. So on the next pass of the tip of my cock over her asshole I stopped and I positioned it, highly engrossed, ready to enter the center of her rim. Because the slight movement I sensed in her hips Cindy was concentrating now on what I was doing, disconnecting slightly from the sensations from the front to add the sensations from her back... so I felt the round rim of her asshole move, expand and retract, as she was getting ready to receive me. The rim opened, and opened more with each slight, new attempt, as she started flexing the muscles at the bottom of her pelvis which connected her vagina and her asshole. Mula Bandha everyone! Laura was also feeling that pressure as she sensed Cindy's vagina tightening around her cock. This tightening of muscles which was giving us so much pleasure in copulation is something we constantly repeat in Yoga to build strength: using the muscles of the so-called pelvic floor, the ones which press on the floor when seated, under our tall, long spine (the very same ones we use to retain pee when a restroom is not near). Laura and I, pressing those muscles, were engorging our cocks in Mula Bandha, filling Cindy's holes; meanwhile, Cindy was sucking our cocks front and back with her own strong pelvic contractions. We were all three truly compenetrated, tightly knit together.