My apologies to all the fans of this series for taking so long, due to a lot of good things in my life I have not had the time to write. I find myself in a new place with more time on my hands to do things, so here it is, part 4.
Disclaimer: I am over 18 if you are under 18 and/or offended by teenage male and a transgendered adult having sex. Any connection between the characters in this story and those in real life is pure coincidence.
This is a work of fiction.
Miss Richards: The Euphoria
"Well what had you busy for so long?"
"I just wanted to apologize to Miss Richards for the other day."
She just beamed a knowing smile, glad that I was being so nice about staring at a woman's body. Her eyes, those enticing grey eyes, were genuinely focused on mine just waiting for my next words to come.
"I, uh, just wa..."
Just then the bell decided to ring signally the end of the day. Everyone moved with a practiced swiftness only acquired after years of school. Sandy moved her desk around and I couldn't help to look at her body, truly look, for the first time. She was maybe 5'4 with curves in the right places. Her breasts were full with what seemed to be a good sized B-cup. Her hips were the perfect size for her frame, I never noticed how full and plump her ass looked in her jeans. Just then she looked over shoulder and noticed me looking and just giggled to herself and winked at me to follow her.
"Today's gonna be a good day."
"What'd you say Alex?"
"Oh, nothing, just happy to be done with school and heading home."
"Okay, well I'm all set, wanna head to the buses?"
"Yeah, do you know which bus it is?"
"I believe so? Number 307 right?"
"Yep, after you."
I opened the door for her and proceeded to appreciate the vision in front of me. Her hips seemed to move with a purposeful sway. Every now and then she would glance back and despite the view her smile and gaze would always be the most beautiful sight. I couldn't help but beam back as we reached the bus. The ride back home was peacefully quiet. Sandy and I were seated side by side and her hips were pressing into mine the entire way there. Her hair smelled like cinnamon and only added to my tension around her. I mean, I had already done so much with Miss Richards, but somehow with Sandy it all felt alien and scary. I mean she was a girl, a really cute girl, and what would happen if she wasn't actually interested in me? That was the thing about Miss Richards, she just took charge and from the start told me what to do and I liked that about her. I don't know if I could ever be the one to initiate anything. Then the scariest thing happened, she leaned her head and her soft, beautiful, cinnamon smelling hair against my shoulder and blissfully sighed, content to rest right there the rest of the way without even asking permission. So I just did what felt natural, I wrapped my arm around her, held her closer and stroked her hair. She responded back by smiling with her eyes closed and nestling closer.
"Alex?"
I answered back apprehensively. "Yes Sandy?"
"You smell really nice, and I just wanted you to know that."
All I could do was sigh, pleased with her company. The bus arrived in my neighborhood about ten minutes later.
"Well thank you for letting me rest, I really needed that. I'm gonna go check on Tom and I'll be by your house in a little bit."
"Okay Sandy, just down the street, the one with the cop car out front."
"So you think that Juliet was stupid?"
"Well yeah, don't you? I mean I'm a girl and if a guy just saw me at some party and started following me like some puppy, I wouldn't just kill myself a couple days later for him, I mean, come on there are tons of guys out there who could keep me happy."
"But c'mon, I mean Romeo, was willing to fight both their families, sneak into a guarded home, and run away from it all with nothing but love for her. If a guy was willing to do all that for you, you wouldn't cling to the thought of afterlife and follow him in death like he did for you?"
"No, you can fight for me and stalk me all you want, but what all did Romeo truly do? He didn't bring gifts, he didn't ask about her feelings really at all, and all he did was assume she would love him completely. They didn't even know each other at all, and I wouldn't kill myself over an exclusively physical relationship."
"So if I were to offer you a way out of an abusive home where your mother wanted you to marry a certain person for their position in life, take you away from a family that expected you to hate someone simply because of history, and was willing to do it unconditionally without any questions or terms, that you wouldn't want to follow me anywhere I went?"
She paused as if actually contemplating that actual scenario. Her face relaxed fully, lost in an imagination of it all playing out.
"Well, where would we go?"
"We could go anywhere; we could run to another city, or maybe even a different state?"
"What about another country?"
"Sure, or we could just escape to my room."
The boldness of statement stopped even me in my tracks, but seeming satisfied with the words said she simply stood and tilted her head as if to say "lead the way."
I took her hand as we went upstairs to my bedroom. Her hand was soft to the touch. I could feel the contour of every wrinkle and fold in her palm, which was unlike my own which was callused and rough from baseball and slightly clammy from my nervousness. As we entered my room she stepped past me and took in my room with calculated observation. Her face relaxed in admiration of the clean state of everything around her. My bed was flawlessly folded up, my father was an ex army vet who raised me to keep my room in inspection conditions at all times, the sheets were flush and cornered neatly. The carpet was vacuumed daily and therefore immaculate. The walls were bare apart from a couple of baseball posters next to my desk, which was also spotless with the cords zip-tied neatly underneath and the surface naked apart from a closed laptop sitting even with the edge of the desk.
"I'm impressed; this is the neatest boy's room I've seen."
"How many boys's rooms have you seen?"
"Well, hmmm, not any really, but still, boys are supposed to be dirtier than girls."
She said this with a giggle as she turned around to face me and took a step closer.
"So we ran away to your room together, what are two teens supposed to do when they run away with each other?"
"Well, usually they end up kis..."
That's when it happened. Her lips met mine. She tasted sweet, like strawberries. Her mouth was moist and soft. She nibbled on my lip a little before returning to massaging my lips with hers. Unhurriedly our tongues reached out and touched one another's. This was the first time I'd kissed anyone and stopped us with a gentle push on her shoulders as I took a step back.
"Sandy, I've nev..."
"Shhh, it's okay Alex, I haven't either, there's something about you though. I've had a crush on you ever since elementary when you moved here and could never bring myself to say anything to you until now. So could we just not talk and let our bodies do what they want?"
There was nothing else to be said at that moment, even if there was who would be dumb enough to say it? So I reached out and caressed the back of her neck, right below her hair and pulled her into a kiss. I felt her skin in my hands, she felt warm, alluring. Her hair was soft and the aroma of cinnamon rushed to my senses once more. I felt her hand draw at my belt. She never broke from our kiss as she maneuvered me around to my bed and shoved me down breaking our kiss that seemed to have lasted for ages. She deftly proceeded to remove her shirt and bra. My earlier appraisal of her breasts was completely wrong; her shirt hid her chest marvelously. She was an easy C, maybe even a small D and her nipples were instantly erect in the cold air of my room. They were small and cute and I felt the urge to just suck on them. My desires were soon fulfilled as she stepped closer and straddled my lap and positioned her breasts in my face.
Her nipples were stiff and firm in my mouth and every encircling lick elicited a moan of pleasure from her. Her hips started a slow grind against my lap and after a few seconds she started to slide down my body. Every inch or so she would plant a kiss against my chest and the moisture mixed with the cold air around us made my chest tingle and twitch. Her breasts slid against me further adding moisture from her recently aroused nipples. She fumbled with my pants while still kissing the muscle around my waist. In one quick motion she slid my pants and underwear down in one pull.
"Oh, wow, Alex you're pretty big."
All I could do was let out a nervous chuckle as I felt her hands grip my flesh. They were soft yet still firm as they wrapped around my dick. I wasn't nearly as big as Miss Richards, but the last time I measured I was about 7 and half inches with a little girth but not much. She kissed the tip which was now pulsing with desire. She looked up at me with those eyes and paused when she saw the nerves in my face.
"Are you okay with me doing this? I can stop if you want, just know that I expect you to return the favor."
She said this with an evil wink, as if she knew that despite my apprehension of being with a girl and having to go down on a girl that she would get her way. She could see it in my eyes, but still lingered until I gave my response.
"I'll do whatever it is you want Sandy. I didn't say anything earlier cause you told me not to, but I've thought you were the cutest girl at our school since I got here and I would love for you to continue." That was all she needed as she proceeded to engulf as much as she could of my dick. She struggled at first starting to gag a little.
"Hgghhh ugghhhh, oh god, it's harder to do that than I thought it would be."
We both chuckled at that as she readjusted her position just slightly and tried again. My dick was getting slicker with saliva with each attempt at reaching the bottom, but every time she was just short of the end. So I figured I'd take a page from what Miss Richards taught me and I gripped the back of her head with one hand.
"Mmmmmm, mmyehh, fck y fce."
Her words were cut off, but I knew what she was saying, she wanted me to slam into her face and make her suck it all. Who was I to deny such a pretty girl her request? So with a handful of hair and my other hand behind me for support on the bed I slammed into the back of her throat as I pulled her towards me and that's when I felt it. The entrance to her throat, it was so tight around me, I couldn't help but to try and go even deeper. I lost my mind and started to hump into her face with so much force and I didn't care. Her moans only made me want to do it harder as I felt my cum bubbling up inside my balls.
"Yes Sandy, god yes, look at me with those pretty eyes."
She looked up and despite the tears welling up from her gag reflex I knew she wanted it. She wanted me to cum, she wanted it as much as I did and with her staring at me I felt it happen. I started to cum while pulling back and the first blast shot out just as I passed her lips which she immediately closed and swallowed. Then I felt the second shoot out and hit her cheek and the edge of her nose. She started to milk the rest out of me in slow dribbles that landed on her neck and chest. The entire time Sandy was moaning out of control and doing everything she could to get more out of me.
"Oh my god Alex, that was amazing. You got it all over me, that was so much fun."
"Glad you liked it, I had fun too. Isn't it your turn now?"
"Ooh, I almost forgot. Uhm, where do you want me?"
She stood up which is when I saw it for the first time and my heart seemed to skid to a stop. There nestled where I had thought was a pussy was a massive bulge in her jeans, and even though it shocked me, my mouth could only spread into a grin as I knew what was to come.
"Hmmmm, well first I think you should take off your jeans and lay face down on the bed." Without a word she got onto the bed and slipped her jeans off with ease. I couldn't help but appreciate her beautiful ass as it raised in the air to pull them off.
"Okay now what do you wish of me?"
I reached into one of my drawers and pulled out a plain black blindfold. I set it down in front of her face at the front of the bed.
"I want you to put this on for me please."
All she did was smile as she did what I asked of her. I climbed onto the bed and nudged her legs closed with my knees. I could feel the head of my penis graze her ass cheeks as I planted a kiss to the back of her neck. Her whole body quivered with each subsequent kiss gradually along her back. I could feel myself harden as her ass trembled around me. Once I reached her ass I paused at her cheeks letting her aroma fill my senses. I blew out a cold breath against her sweaty skin eliciting another shiver. Her hips started to grind with craving against the bed. That's when I planted my first kiss between her cheeks.
"Yes, don't stop, mmmmm."
With tender hands I pulled at her cheeks, savoring her flesh for the first time. Her ass was smooth and yielding with just enough firmness to grip with force. Her hole was clean and beautiful. I could smell pure sex pouring from her as I licked more and more at her ass. Without pause I licked at one of her balls letting the sweat enter my pallet. Her scent was musky with a hint of sweetness like a piece of fruit.
"Oh god, you knew...."
She just kept moaning and grinding into the blanket begging for release. Her hands gripped onto my sheets, tightening her fingers into a closed ball. That's when I knew it was time. I reached under her hips and gripped her member. It was pulsing and hard as steel. She wasn't very long at all, maybe 6 inches at most with just a little thickness. As I looked at her balls for the first time though I noticed that they were impossibly bigger than Miss Richards. They looked absolutely massive and swollen. Her sack was stretched to its limit it seemed, and each ball must have been at least the size of a very large apple. I don't know how she fit them into jeans or no one ever noticed. As I kept licking her ass and stroking her dick, her breathing started to become labored and quick. She was close and I knew it would take just one more thing to throw her over the edge.
"Cum for me Sandy, let me see you shoot all over the bed, I wanna see what those massive balls of your can make. Come on Sandy."
With one final cry of pleasure she started to cum, and cum she did. Shot after shot of cum poured from her. I could feel every pulse shoot and pool at her stomach. Her hips pressed into the bed with every surge from her shaft. I never got to see the true end result because of her position, but I could tell that if I had swallowed all of it I would be hurting from a full stomach.
"I think I'm in love with you Alex. That was by far the greatest anyone has ever made me feel, but I think I need a shower and so do you."
Well that concludes Part 4, again I apologize for the delay in writing. I was dealing with a move due to my job and the joys of being a new father. I always appreciate comments, critiques, and questions from my readers and will always answer back within a day or two. You can ask or say anything to me and I will respond back. Now that I have time I will be working on part 5 here soon, and I mean it Love you all -muah-