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A Night At The Movies. Part 2

His first time experience continues.

I soon lost interest in the movie and headed to my car. I was still going over the knowledge that I had kissed a guy dressed up as a girl. I sat in my car in my car for the longest time and relived the great oral sex she had rendered. I had never had one so intense and never found a girl that allowed me to shoot into her mouth.

Many of my ex-girlfriends gave up their pussies long before giving head. As I started the engine and headed home, I couldn't believe that I was so easily fooled by Fern. She sounded and looked like a real girl. Hell, some of the girls I had dated didn't have legs that pretty and none of them had a chest that was as firm looking as hers.

Now during my time on the road, I had encountered others like her. But despite the makeup and wigs they still looked like men so I was never attracted to any of them.

As I drove, I recalled Fern's soft warm lips on mine and I felt a tingling in my groin that I managed to ignore. Once at home I removed my clothing and cum stained boxers and headed to the shower. Again the memory of her pretty face, soft lips, and talented tongue invaded my thoughts as I soaped myself up and my erection returned.

However, this time I didn't ignore it. As I stood under the warm water, I grasped my dick and began to jack off. I found myself thinking about Fern and her great looking body and pretty face. I remembered the hot tongue kisses we shared and grew harder.

"What's the matter with you? That was a guy dressed as a lady," I told myself out loud.

My cock didn't wilt and I continued to jack off.

"Yes, but she was so fucking hot," I answered myself and I continued stoking until I shot my load.

Wrapped in a towel, I found my jeans and extracted the card she had given me from the pocket. I sat on the couch and grabbed the cordless phone. I stared at it for the longest time until with trembling fingers I punched in her number. It was answered on the second ring.


"Hi. This is your movie buddy, Dan," I answered and half expected her to hang up.

"You kept my card? I half expected you to throw it away," Fren stated in a surprised voice.

"I can't stop thinking about you," I admitted.

"Believe it or not, I've been thinking about you too," she responded.

"When can I see you again?" I blurted out.

"Really?" I heard her voice jump a decibel.

"Yes, really," I responded.

"Well, it's not that late, if you care to come over?" she responded.

"Just give me your address," I requested.

Fern gave me her address and apartment number. She then asked me to allow her an hour to get ready. So I took my time getting redressed and blow drying my hair. Before I knew it, an hour had passed and I headed out the door. I must have questioned my actions one hundred times as I drove.

"What is wrong with you? You're heading over to a guy's house that dresses and acts like a girl," I said to myself.

I had no response so I kept driving. Her place was an older but well-maintained apartment building at the end of a cul-de-sac that was not far from the theater. I parked my car in the lot and with my heart beating hard in my chest, I rang the buzzer and looked up at the camera mounted above the door.

There was a sharp buzzing sound that told me that the door was being unlocked. I entered the building and headed to her first-floor apartment where I knocked gently on the door. It opened a second later and she looked at me over the door chain. She gave me a smile before she closed the door and I heard her fumble with the chain.

The door swung open wide to admit me and I heard her close and lock the door behind me once I crossed the threshold. I then turned to face her and the vision before me caused my mouth to hang open. She was dressed in a tiny black nightgown, nylons, garter belt and heels. Fern extended her hand and I took it in mine and she led me to the couch and bade me sit.

She disappeared into the kitchen long enough to snag a couple of bottles of Coke. She handed me one and then took a seat at the other end of the couch. She crossed her magnificent legs and I felt my throat close as I took in the sight of these nylon covered beauties and the heels on her tiny feet.

She held out her bottle and I extended mine and we clinked them together in a toast.

"So are you going to just sit there and stare or are you going to speak?" she asked in a soft voice.

"I don't know what to say," I confessed.

"How about what made you call me. By your initial reaction, I never thought I'd hear from you," Fern continued.

"Like I said. I could stop thinking about you," I admitted.

"I'm willing to bet that you questioned yourself a hundred times over the fact that you were still attracted to me after you found out I wasn't a GG,"

"GG?" I asked.

"GG. Generic Girl," she answered.

"Pretty much," I said as I nodded my head. I took a sip of Coke as my throat had closed again.

"Are you really attracted to me?" she said in the form of a challenge.

"I jacked off in the shower as I thought about you," I responded surprising myself at making such a revealing statement.

Fern sat her Coke down and slid closer to me.

"That is so hot," she said as she slid over and wound her arms around me.

Her perfume filled my nostrils and soul as she placed her soft warm lips on mine. I didn't flinch as her tongue entered my mouth and I surprised myself by allowing my tongue to caress hers. A bolt of electricity shot through me as we kissed and once again I got hard.

I moved one hand to her breasts and gently cupped them and she issued a small moan as I ran my hands over them. I had thought they were some sort of inserts. But through her thin nightie top, I could see that they were very real.

"Now I am not going to give you a history lesson or discuss my past with you, All you need to know for now is that I am attracted to you, very attracted. I have never done anyone in a movie theater before," she stated.

My cock was pushing painfully against the front of my jeans and Fern gently ran her hand over the bulge.

"You would be a lot more comfortable if you removed those," she said in a low silky voice.

I had come too far to stop now. So I stood up and kicked off my boots and removed my socks.  I then unbuckled my belt and unzipped my zipper and slowly tugged my pants down and stepped out of them. I was now standing there in my silk boxer under Fern's unblinking gaze.

This time there were no voices asking me about my actions. I took my seat on the couch again and Fern ran her hands over my silk boxers and the lump they covered.

"Nice," was all Fern said and she her hand circled my cock.

She embraced me again and we commenced our kissing. It was hotter and longer than before and I gave as good as I got.

Fern ended the kiss and asked me to sit back. She then expertly removed my rigid manhood through the fly and began to slowly jack my dick. I stopped her and removed her hand as mine strayed to the satin triangle between her legs her nylon covered legs.

"Ladies first," I said as I rubbed the lump under her satin panties.

."Are you sure about this?" she asked with a look of concern on her pretty face.

"Yes, I'm sure," I responded.

"The ties are on my side," Fern informed.

I untied the silken ties and the triangle loosened and a small hard cock made its appearance. Without hesitation I allowed my hand to encircle Fern's small cock and it disappeared into my fist and I began to gently jerk on it. 

"Oh, yes," she said in an ecstatic whisper.

I kissed and licked her neck, ears, and face as I manipulated her tiny cock. Her moans were the sexiest sounds I had ever heard outside of a porn movie. When her moaning increased, I increased the speed of my hand. My naivety was packing its bags and heading for the door.

"I'm going to cum," she repeated a few time between moans.

I moved a little closer and invited her to shoot onto my boxers. Fern's whole body shook and her eyes closed tight as she emptied the contents of her balls on my silk boxers. My own cock remained hard as I watched this erotic scene. She collapsed against the back cushions panting for air,

I held her and gently kissed her cheeks as she descended from her orgasmic high. Fern finally opened her eyes and looked into mine.

"I know I don't have the right, but would you do something else for me?" she whispered.

"What do you want?" I responded.

"I want you to jack off and cum on my tits," she said softly.

I grabbed my rock hard cock and commenced to jack off. Fern re-tied her satin pouch and removed her nightie, exposing her breasts to me. I leaned into her to plant kisses on them and lick her nipples. I was so wired up that I I felt my orgasm approaching after only a few minutes,

"Now it's my turn," I informed her.

Fern clambered off the couch and knelt in front of me. She began to rub her own breasts and urged me to shoot. Less than a second later my hot semen shot onto her soft chest.

Fern took her place back on the couch and we held each other for the longest time. We eventually released each other to take a drink and light up a smoke.

"Do you have any plans for tomorrow?" she asked.

"None. Why?" I responded.

"Good. Can you be here at nine?" she asked.

"Is the evening over?" I stated.

"Yes. I don't want to overload your brain," she said with a smile as she stood and donned her nightie again. 

I redressed and we shared one last kiss before I exited.

"Tomorrow will be even better," she promised as she closed the door


To be continued...



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