"Tell me about Expectations. I assume that they hired you?"
"Yes, Doctor Ellis. But first I had to audition with Rebecca Wentworth."
"Audition?"
"Rebecca is the president of the company and is very concerned about quality control. In my first visit, Rebecca certified me as a member of the Sisterhood by testing the cock sucking skills I had learned."
"I see. Rebecca observed you perform fellatio?"
"No, Doctor. Rebecca has eight yummy inches of man meat herself. You'd never guess it to look at her, though. She's quite lovely."
"Interesting. Tell me about your audition with her."
"Well, Rebecca told me that I would have to pass an audition with her, so I carefully selected my outfit for the interview: Black lacy bra, pretty garter and stockings and cock sucker red lipstick. And a hint of Chanel No. 5. It was what I wore when she certified me as a Sister."
"When I got to Expectations, I was led into a tastefully decorated bedroom and told that Rebecca would be with me momentarily. I stripped down to my lingerie and waited on the bed. I was actually a bit nervous not only because my chances for employment were on the line, but also because, since my surgery, I had not been with a woman-not even once. Of course, I knew she wasn't really a woman but her manner was so soft and feminine and she had such a lovely body and pretty face, I knew that making love to her would be something new.
Rebecca entered, dressed in a pretty white bra and panties. Her package tucked away, she looked as female as I did. Rebecca could see that I was nervous and tried to reassure me. She was sure I'd do fine and just to trust her, do what she asked, and enjoy myself.
She leaned near me and I caught a scent of her perfume as she kissed me very softly. Her lips were soft and warm and delicate, and for a moment I was confused. Should I kiss her hard, like the man I used to be? How can she expect me to-I was actually more of a woman than she. It was a real mind-fuck, and she broke off the kiss."
"Melissa, you have to relax. Sometimes, our clients are women who want to experience the touch of another woman. You must be prepared to fulfill their fantasies, so you must be ready to give and receive the soft feminine kisses of a woman. Now, let's try again."
"She kissed me again, and this time, as she slipped her soft, slender tongue into my mouth, I began to gently dance my own against hers. She withdrew and we kissed again, softly on the lips. I realized that I still liked how women kissed, too.
We embraced, and our hands moved behind each other to remove our bras. My breasts free, Rebecca kissed her way down to them and for the first time, I felt the soft tongue of a woman stimulating my nipples. So different from a man ... and so nice, too. We moved onto the bed and continued our kissing as our hands explored each other's bodies. I didn't know if she wanted me to reveal her cock, so I kept my hands away from her crotch, dancing them along her legs, the roundness of her hips and the plump curve of her ass. Meanwhile, her hands found my bush and began to expertly part my lips, rub her fingers along the edge of my slit. I gasped when she slipped a finger inside me while circling my clit with her thumb.
Now I was completely in the moment, and I kissed my way down toward her tits. It had been so long since I had fondled a woman's chest before, I again thought back to my days as a man. But I wasn't a man any longer, and she wasn't a man either, regardless of what appendage she had, so remembering how sensitive my nipples are, I kissed, sucked and teased very gently. She must have been enjoying it because a soft moan escaped her throat.
Now the moment of truth was at hand and Rebecca whispered to remove her underclothes. Unencumbered, her spectacular penis sprung upward and I began to stroke her.
'That's a beautiful clitty you have ... watch me slip it down my throat."
I inhaled her clit as my hand reached up and cupped her breast, and her fingers moved back and forth over my slit. As I continued to stimulate her clit, she tugged at my thigh, signaling that I should move my crotch over her mouth. We began to sixty-nine, and I began to tremble and climax when her tongue circled my clit as she finger-fucked me. My back arched as I came, my mouth freeing her clit. It was wet with my saliva, and I shifted again and mounted her.
I leaned forward on my knees, my breasts swinging in her face, so that Rebecca had room to thrust up into me. She fucked me gently and slowly, but my second orgasm was just as powerful as any I had with Tom.
I released her, kissed her gently and worked my way back down to her crotch.
'This is a beautiful yummy clit, baby. I bet your juices are yummy too. I want you to cum for me.'
I used every trick a Sister knows to pleasure Rebecca, and finally, a loud moan escaped her lips and her body stiffened and started to pump her juices inside my mouth. It was the sweetest load I had ever tasted.
I lay next to Melissa as we gently held each other. Then she reached into the nightstand and withdrew a strap-on dildo.
'Melissa, put this on.'
I realized that this was part of the job description and so I did not hesitate. Rebecca helped me adjust the straps. Rebecca then smiled at me and swallowed my rubber cock. It was weird, having a cock between my legs for the first time in a long time, but there was nothing I wouldn't do for Rebecca. After she lubricated my cock, she lay on her back and applied lubricant to her ass and jerked my cock with her slippery hand. Then she pulled me near her, placed the head against her ass-pussy, and eased me inside.
Again I had such mixed emotions. Now I had a cock again and I was fucking someone, but this someone had beautiful breasts, soft lips, and an eight inch cock which was standing straight up again. I began to rhythmically thrust into her, as she began to stroke her clitty. I remembered again what it was like to fuck a girl, and I really began to get into it: thrusting short and hard, long and slow, varying the depth and tempo and watching her pleasure play out on her face.
Finally, her clitty began to jerk again, and great arches of her juices burst forth, hitting her heaving chest. I withdrew from her ass-pussy and released the rubber cock and its harness. Exhausted, we curled up together and closed our eyes.
We must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I heard was a knock at the door. Rebecca said to come in, and in walked Tom.
"So, does my girl get the job, Rebecca?"
"Almost, Tom. Care to join us?"
Tom stood near the bed, and as he pulled off his tie, I pulled at his belt and Rebecca began to work at his shirt. Soon he was naked and in the middle of the bed. I curled my leg around his and Rebecca did the same thing. She smiled at me and said, "Meet you down there?"
We began to ravage Tom, starting at his neck and ears, moving down toward his broad chest and sensitive nipples. All the while, our hands were exploring, dancing over his powerful thighs, circling close to his sex, then moving up toward his chest, then back down toward his crotch. But our hands never touched him there. We just watched as his perfect cock began to grow, jerking when our hands got closer, droplets of cum glistening on the head. Finally, we kissed our way down to his huge member, where Rebecca and I shared a deep soul kiss.
"Are you ready, Tom, for a blow job from two Sisters?"
He just smiled, and Rebecca began to lick around the head as my tongue danced along his balls. Soon she joined me deep in his crotch, and we each began to suck and stimulate his balls. His hips started gyrating, moving toward one of our tongues but away from the other. Then we began moving up his shaft in tandem, our tongues dancing along the underside, over each other as our lips squeezed him like a pussy. His hips started thrusting hard now, and we stopped moving and let him thrust between our mouths. His thrusts slowed so we continued our path toward his head. As we tongued the underside of it, Rebecca's tongue found my own, and we lifted off of him into another passionate soul kiss.
Rebecca was hard now, but I was still hungry, and so Rebecca and Tom threw their legs over each other, Rebecca at the foot of the bed, Tom at the head, their cocks lined up almost together. I was in heaven, as I could go from one to the next, drawing their heads close together for a tongue lashing, then deep throating one while stroking the other. Finally Rebecca spoke.
'On your knees, Melissa."
"I quickly assumed the doggie position and Rebecca slipped her cock inside me while Tom began thrusting into my mouth. Soon, they began to thrust in perfect sync. When Rebecca thrust short and quick, Tom quickly moved only a few inches into and out of my mouth. Rebecca thrust hard and deep, and Tom thrust hard and deep. The effect was incredible, as I felt as though one giant cock was moving from my pussy all the way to my mouth and vice versa, and I began to buck and spasm and jerk against them. They kept up their double-team, and I began to shake uncontrollably as wave upon wave of pleasure hit me. My orgasm was so violent that I slipped off of them and collapsed onto the bed, and Rebecca and Tom also began to cum, rope after cum rope hitting me and forming a puddle in the small of my back."
"So I take it you were hired at Expectations, Melissa?"
"Yes, Doctor. I started the next day."
"We'll pick up from there tomorrow, Melissa. I'll count to three now, and then you may open your eyes."
Now there were two orderlies in front of me, hotties. They didn't fuck me as well as Tom and Rebecca did, but it was good nonetheless.
II
"How did you like working for Expectations, Melissa?"
"I loved it, Doctor. Each day was a new adventure.."
"Tell me about your favorite adventure. Which one stands out the most?"
"I don't know Doctor. They were all great in their own way."
"Why don't you work there anymore then?"
I was getting annoyed at this line of questions.
"I don't know. I started having trouble with the law, I guess. People couldn't handle it if I was so open sexually, and the next thing I knew I was here at the Institute. This country is so fucking uptight sexually. People should just fuck who they want to, when they want to, where they want to. If I see a cute guy and want a load of man juice, and he's willing, I should drain his cock right there if I want to. You know what I always say, Doctor: Cum cum, yum yum yum."
"Well, tell me then about the last day you remember at Expectations."
"I remember there was a group of high school seniors who wanted a fantasy fulfilled. They were football players, and they wanted a slutty cheerleader to take them all on. There were 50 of them, and they were told to wear their uniform and pads to a health club we had rented out for the day. The boys gathered in the locker room where they were told they had won the big game, and they drank champagne and hoisted the Championship Cup. After a while, it was time to hit the showers.
I was stationed near a peep hole in the women's locker room. I was dressed in a cheerleader's outfit, and I watched the boys begin to shower. It was heavenly. Lean, strong young bodies began to soap up, and everywhere I looked I saw beautiful cocks. The warm water and soaping up brought them to their full flaccid lengths, and I stared from one cock to the next. The longest one belonged to a large boy, a lineman. He was black, and any girl who wasn't giving it up for him was really missing out. And oh, the lean boys at the skill positions. They had butts like perfect round apples. No matter where I turned I saw firm beautiful asses, powerful arms, chests and shoulders, and perfect young cocks, soaping themselves up just for me.
I felt like I was living my fantasy instead of fulfilling theirs. My fingers dancing across my slit, my hands cupping my breasts, I masturbated to the eye candy in front of me, and soon I was moaning loudly.
"Hey, what the hell is that? Did you hear that? Turn off the showers."
"I stopped moaning as I watched the boys looking in my direction, and my eyes met those of the big lineman."
"Hey! I see some eyes in that hole right over there!"
"The boys moved toward me so I started to retreat into the girl's locker room. In a minute, the boys burst into the room, towels wrapped around their waists."
"Looks like we've got a peeping tom here. Or is that a peeping Suzie?"
"I'm sorry boys but I couldn't help myself. I wanted to see what was under the uniforms of the champions, and I wanted to congratulate them on winning the championship. So why don't you boys drop those towels?"
"The boys smiled at me and I reached for the towel of the nearest boy. His cock was long and lean, and I got it wet with saliva before reaching toward another one, and another, and another. I had to satisfy 50 young men alone. I got to work.
'I got on my knees and started to blow three or four at a time, and as I stroked other boys, I led their hands to their own cocks so that once they were hard, they could continue to jerk themselves while I stimulated the others. Soon, they were all hard, and I lay down on one of the narrow benches in front of a row of lockers.
One boy moved forward and slipped inside me, and another one straddled the bench and lowered his cock into my mouth. My hands reached up and found two more to stroke, and when the boys finished fucking me, the boys I was stroking took their places and two more cocks found my hand and I started jerking them.
My eyes closed, I kept servicing whatever cock presented itself as the boys hooted and hollered, pausing only when an orgasm shook me to my core. Finally, there were no other cocks left, and I opened my eyes. And I realized something. The boys had cum, but not on me or inside me. That's when I saw it. The Champion's Cup was filled to the brim with 50 loads of warm cum. It might have been 100 loads. You know how quickly boys that age get it up again. I just serviced every erection I was given.
I knew what they wanted, and I wanted it to. I dipped my hands into the cum and withdrew a handful. I wiped it on my face and grabbed another handful, smearing that on my tits. Then I held my nose and dunked my face into the cum, coating it completely. I started grabbing gobs of cum from my body and licked my hands clean, then I grabbed the handles of the Cup and raised it to my lips. I poured it out into my open, hungry mouth, wave after wave of man juice washing over my mouth and down the sides of my face, and the boys started to chant.
"Cum, cum, yum yum yum!"
"Cum, cum, yum yum yum!"
"Cum, cum, yum yum yum!"
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