" "I'd have never believed I'd enjoy wearing sexy high heels." "They make me feel so...sensual, so naughty. It makes me feel like I'm an apprentice g...irl or something. It's hard to explain." "They do that for me too, Joey." "It's a nice feeling, isn't it?" "Yes, it is, and I can't believe I just said that!" "Girls do get to enjoy some nice sensations, Joe, she said. I love my sexy girl clothes and you seem to like my panties and PJs better than yours too." I've got a pair of white evening. I generally accept most alternative lifestyles. That includes bisexuals. Lush opened my eyes. Not only did I meet incredibly interesting people like Erica, I was able to read large numbers of stories with bisexuals as the theme. As I became more and more acquainted with the idea, I found my interest being piqued as well. I started flirting with Erica and other bisexual women in the Lush forums. I became more comfortable with the concept. The idea of just trying it began to seem. Now although I DO indeed love cock, what it looks like or what size it is doesn't bother me. It's what he does with it that matters. And that you can't know unless you meet. The upshot is that, with very little discussion, a meeting was set for that afternoon at 4pm, with me hoping for the best. At 3.30 pm he canceled. Damn. But five minutes later, in comes a message - 'Do you want to suck my thick cock off?' 'Sure. When?''Right now. That's all it'll be though.''Fine. Here's the. .I was checking you out too. And I like what I see.”
Aunt Sandra began walking closer as she said this and placed her hands on my shoulders and began to run them down my arms, onto my thighs and reunited them both at my crotch. 

“I know you’ve gotten hard ons as you stared at me...it was pretty obvious. Oh look...your getting one now.” My cock hardened as she began to play with it through my thin pajama pants, and soon I had a huge tent sticking out.
“I-I dunno what to say”, I began to try to.