The morning greeted me with a gentle ray of light escaping from the corner of the blinds on my bedroom window. As the fog between sleep and awake began to dissipate, I remembered why I was waking up wearing a dress. I went to bed as a girl last night. And I had decided that I wanted to wake up as one in the morning. I pulled the covers off of me and smiled at the sight of my beautiful shape. I hadn’t even removed my heels. As the rest of my senses caught up to my eyes, I suddenly remembered everything. I still tasted Mark’s cum. ‘Oh my God! I sucked Mark’s cock last night!’ I recalled, nervously laughing.
I grabbed my cell phone off the charger and checked to see if I had missed any notifications from Lori. Nothing from her, but Mark had texted about an hour before, ‘Dena is going to her parents at 5. I’ll come over then.’
‘OK,’ I thought. ‘At least he isn’t weirded out from last night’. I rolled off the bed, looked down at my body, and watched my beautiful legs and sexy heels stride into the bathroom.
I undressed in a bit of a sour mood as I shed the sexy girl from the skin underneath. But I consoled myself in the warm shower. I let my mind wander to the future, to tonight. ‘Mark is going to see a VERY sexy girl,’ I thought, as I shaved my legs and private areas. ‘How have I gone my whole life not realizing I had the shape of a girl?’ I asked myself, stepping out of the shower. It occurred to me that I hadn’t replied to Mark’s text. So I quickly sent, ‘OK. Front door is open. I’m in my room’.
I relished the opportunity to plunge my hands into Lori’s bra and panty wardrobe. So many tantalizing choices. I hadn’t settled on exactly what I would wear over them, but I KNEW what I wanted to wear under my dress. My eyes took direction from my own lust as I selected a sexy, red, underwire bra and a black, lycra thong. Then I headed over to the closet to find the exact complement to my sexy underwear.
Our plan was to be at Noodles at seven, for the free hour of champagne. The club is less than half an hour from my house, so… ‘We will have time to play,’ I thought, smiling. I turned on the closet light and began the blissful task of deciding on the right amount of sexiness to wear. My mind had been avoiding the question I knew was coming. So I took a deep breath and allowed it to be asked, ‘Are you going to let Mark fuck you’?
I immediately imagined Mark’s naked body on top of mine, kissing me, and making love to me. I steadied myself against the closet doorway, exhaled hard, and announced to the room, “I want Mark to fuck me.” My attention to dress selection was stolen by the desire to feel Lori’s vibrator inside me. I didn’t allow myself a moment to think before I had it in my hands. It was considerably smaller than Mark’s cock, but I wanted it. I needed it. And I was going to have it.
I took it to the bed and lay down on my back. I spread a generous amount of lubrication all over the rigid sex device, then plunged a wet finger inside myself. With one leg pulled to my chest, I began teasing my tight, little space over the thin line of thong that divided my firm, round, ass cheeks. I set the vibration level to low. I increased the pressure and continued stimulation on and around my body’s ultimate destination for Mark’s cock.
As my breathing turned to obscene, passionate moaning, I tugged my panties to the side and pushed the tip of the vibrator inside me. I acknowledged the pain of my first penetration, but did not recoil from it. I was in control of my body. I knew the price of sexual pleasure was going to come at a painful cost, but it was worth it. Inch by inch, my body accepted the largeness of the vibrator, until it was fully inserted. I waited for my breathing to return to normal, then I started manually manipulating the vibrator, slowly fucking myself.
Each penetration was delivering less pain than pleasure. And I soon found myself taking a hard fucking at my own hands. Satisfied that I had proved capable of surviving that sort of sex, I decided to give myself one more deep push to simulate Mark climaxing in me before pulling out. I moaned loudly the moment I felt my tight space close back on itself when my imaginary lover slid his dick out of me. I released my leg and let it fall back onto the bed, as I smiled and switched off the vibrator.
I checked the time on my phone. ‘Still a while before Mark will be here,’ I thought. I washed the vibrator with lots of soap and warm water, dried it, and returned it to Lori’s drawer. Then I padded back over to the closet, resolute in my determination of choosing the right outerwear. I really liked the pink dress. It seemed to make such a loud, feminine statement. The choice was made. And ‘I am going to wow Mr. Dynamite with it,’ I laughingly thought, as I held the pretty, pink dress to my body and gazed downward to check the hemline.
On second thought…
I decided to wait on the dress. I looked way too cute in my bra and panties to just cover them up. So I slipped my feet into a pair of red, velvet heels, reclined back on my bed, and waited for Mark to come.
A few minutes went by, then I heard the front door open and close. My heart began to race as I heard footsteps approaching my bedroom. Mark knocked quietly on my door and I beckoned him softly to come in.
“Ooo my God,” Mark whispered, once again affirming my feminine shape.
“See something you like, Mr. Dynamite?” I whispered, teasingly.
“Incredible,” Mark replied.
“Mmm. Thank you, Honey,” I replied, smiling. “Since we have a little while before the club opens, what is the point in being dressed?” I asked, giggling.
“Seriously, Dani. Wow! I don’t even CARE to go to the club now,” Mark said, as he fucked my legs with his eyes. “I just want to get in bed with you”.
“Well, you BETTER get in bed with me! But I am VERY excited about going out in a pretty, pink dress tonight. Don’t worry though, You’ll get to take it off me when we get back,” I teasingly replied.
“OK,” Mark said with a smile.
“You look deliciously handsome, by the way,” I said. “But I want those clothes off. Now,” I quietly commanded.
“You got it,” Mark quickly agreed, as his hands went to work unbuttoning his dress shirt. I let my hand rub down my legs where Mark’s eyes were fixed. “I’ve been thinking about you all day,” he admitted.
“Yeah?” I asked, quietly.
“God yes! Last night was amazing!” Mark declared, putting his hands to work on the button of his slacks.
“I think Amber got us all worked up,” I said, giggling.
“That girl was fucking hot. No doubt,” Mark replied, as he stepped out of his pants. “But YOU! Holy fuck, babe!” Mark exclaimed, sliding his underwear down and revealing a very big, very hard cock. Mark stepped out of his sexy, lycra, boxer briefs and grabbed a handful of his cock, stroking it slowly. “I have not been able to keep my hands off my cock all day. I’ve had to sneak away and edge so many times,” he admitted quietly.
“Mmm,” I moaned, and watched Mark slowly masturbate for me. “Edging, huh?” I quietly teased. “Well, I think we can do a little better than that,” I solicited, patting the bed next to me.
Mark released his cock and it stood at attention, completely erect against his chiseled abs, as he glided the few steps across my bedroom to join me in bed. I had seen pictures and videos of Mark when he played football in college. He was a tremendous athlete. It was fun when he took trips down memory lane, bragging and showing off with his own compilation videos. But as my friend, Mark, lay down on my bed next to me, I saw him through a completely different lens. I rewired my brain last night. I was no longer marveling at his athletic ability. I was in complete lust of his muscular, defined body.
My heart was pounding. I could feel the pulse in my neck as Mark took a position on the bed, mirroring me. I put my hand on Mark’s shoulder and traced a line with my fingers down his bicep. “Magnificent,” I whispered, stealing the silence from my bedroom.
I brought my hand to rest on Mark’s sexy abdomen and turned my gaze to his face. I felt the muscles under my hand get tense when our eyes met. Mark put his hand to my thigh, just above my knee, and whispered, “I need you.” I moved my face the few inches that separated us, and with eyes overflowing with lust, I brought my lips to Mark’s, parting them in acceptance of his tongue. Mark’s hand traveled up my body and settled at the top of my panties, in the middle of my back. I moved my hand from Mark’s abs to join his embrace, as his tongue made love to my mouth. He used me as leverage to pull his body firmly against mine. I closed my eyes and moaned into Mark’s mouth when I felt his warm, smooth cock against my soft skin.
Our intense kissing continued while Mark gently guided me under him. I felt my body completely submerged under his, burying me in the bed. I affirmed the pleasure by wrapping my arms around Mark and groaning passionately in our kiss. Mark was fucking my entire body, thrusting his cock against my panties and stomach. I had anticipated going down on Mark again ever since he left my bed last night, but as I lay under him, all I wanted in the world was to watch and feel. Mark prove his attraction to my feminine figure by cumming on me.
I slid my hands down Mark’s sides until they reached our stacked torsos. Mark immediately stopped thrusting against me and calmly raised his body enough to create the space where he knew my hands were heading. I patiently wedged my horny hands down until they were satiated with a firm grip of Mark’s cock. Mark broke our kiss and whispered into my neck, “Oh fuck, Baby.”
“Watch me,” I lustfully whispered.
Mark raised his body upright and spread his knees to straddle my waist. We both turned our attention down Mark’s body and watched my hands begin their performance. I loved being able to wrap both hands around Mark’s cock. I rubbed my thumb over his hard cockhead and moaned, “Your dick is spectacular.” Mark exhaled sharply as I started my slow-paced masturbation of his wanting cock.
“Oh God, Baby. That feels so good,” Mark panted.
“Mmm. Good. I’ve been wanting this cock all day,” I replied.
“Fuck, Dani. You are so fucking sexy,” Mark said, as he watched my hands pleasure him. “You made me cum so fucking hard last night,” he added.
“Yeah?” I whispered. “You like the way I suck your cock, Baby?” I asked, slipping one hand down to cup his balls.
“Ooooh fuck,” he whispered. “Yes. You are amazing”.
“Tell me you want me to suck your cock,” I whispered.
“Oh, Dani. I want you to suck me,” Mark moaned, as I increased my stroking tempo.
“Tell me to suck your fucking dick, Mark,” I demanded. “Tell me you want to fuck my mouth.”
“Oh Dani. Suck my fucking cock. I want to stick my big dick in your mouth and cum down your fucking throat.”
“Do it,” I begged. “Stick your dick in my mouth, Baby. Fuck my face.”
Mark pulled my hands away from his cock and walked his knees up the sides of my body until he was atop my generously stuffed bra, pinning my arms under his legs. He took a firm grip on his cock with one hand and lifted my head off the bed with the other. “Suck my cock, Dani. Swallow my big fucking cock,” Mark commanded, as he shoved his dick in my mouth.
I sucked so hard on Mark’s cock, my cheeks were vacuumed against the sides of his shaft. I felt his fat cockhead almost retreat past my lips, then it dove back in to punch the back of my throat.
“Ooo Dani. You look so sexy with my dick in your mouth. Mmm my horny, fucking girlfriend,” Mark moaned as he fucked my face. I was almost certainly heading towards passing out from lack of air, as my nose could not supply the demand, when Mark pulled his cock out of my mouth.
I took huge gulps of air into my wide-open mouth as Mark jerked out streams of cum on my face, my lips, and my tongue. I panted, moaned, and offered a very approving smile while Mark rode the waves of my heaving chest. I still didn’t have the breath for any serious dialog, but I was able to whisper, “Hot.”
“Hot doesn’t even come close, Dani,” Mark panted, as he freed my arms from under him and gave me back control of my body.
Mark moved on his knees back down to straddle my waist. We shared a smile as I brought my hand to my face. I wiped his cum around with my fingers before slipping them into my mouth. I sucked on them, playfully giving my fingers a blowjob. Then I pulled them out and giggled. “You came on my FACE!” I said, smiling.
“You asked for it,” Mark said, laughing. Then he rolled off of me to recline against my headboard.
“I DID, didn’t I?” I mused back at Mark. Then I padded off the bed to finish cleaning up in the bathroom. I expected to see a huge mess, but I was pretty sure Mark was aiming for my mouth. ‘You hit your target pretty well, Mr. Dynamite,’ I jokingly remarked to myself. I quickly washed my face and neck, touched a little perfume behind each ear, then clicked my pretty heels back to the bedroom.
“You know…” I started. “You don’t ALWAYS have to do what I say, right?” I said, teasingly, as I crawled up onto the bed. Mark was sitting upright against the headboard, legs straight out. So I took a straddling position in his lap and locked my fingers behind his neck.
Mark laughed at me and replied, “I will do ANYTHING you say, babe.”
“Hmm. Anything?” I whispered, raising my eyebrows and lowering my face to Mark’s.
“Anyth…” I plunged my mouth to Mark’s before he could finish his promise. I kissed Mark with all the passion and lust my body could produce while he pulled me tightly to himself.
I broke our kiss and smiled at Mr. Dynamite. “You were saying?”
Mark laughed and said, “Whatever. You. Want.”
I looked into Mark’s eyes and said with all sincerity, “I want you to eat me out tonight.”
“Oh my God, Dani! You just made my cock so hard,” Mark beamingly admitted.
“Mmm. Just the way it should be,” I teased. “But now it’s time to get dressed.”
End of Part 3
