Stripped to my knickers and bra, being ogled by a man. Should I stop ? The thought did occur to me, but, I felt between my legs. I was so wet. I’d n...ever had that happen before. A bit scary. Maybe, I’d pissed myself. But, as I pressed my pussy, I got such a sweet sensation, such a thrill I couldn’t start to describe. I undid my bra. Wow, that sensation, as a slight breeze through the open window touched my breasts. Christ, what was happening. My nipples were so hard. Here I was, this young. Once in a great while one of them would find someone else to bring to the party, and today Ernie had scored big!!! In this game of suck the cock, younger was always better as they had the firm delectable bodies seniors could only dream about!!! Martin continued with his questioning of Andy with, "Are you bi or gay?" "Bi," Andy quickly replied, "but I prefer males !!!" Martin stood up, walked over to Andy, opened his fly, and asked, "Could you please suck me, dear?!?" As usual, Martin. ‘I was born with…THAT, but I’ve always been a girl!’ Wallace stared at the cock he still held in his hand. It was sticky with cum, from June’s cum, her ejaculate, and was only semi-erect now like his own penis. ‘But,’ he said, licking suddenly dry lips, ‘you have boobs, and you’re so feminine, and…’ She scowled at him. ‘I take hormones,’ she told him. Even now, he couldn’t stop thinking of her as ‘she.’ He gazed into her eyes. She was beautiful, as completely feminine as he had ever known. Did. After about a month and a half of hanging out, things progressed. One of us kissed the other one. I honestly don't remember who initiated. Maybe we just collided.Seventeen year old student and a teacher. Pat knew what could happen. We were very discreet. I graduated. Turned eighteen. Less discreet. Moved in.Pat lives on the same block as her brother. We talked about her family and mine. There was something, though, about the way Pat talked about her brother. A look there, one that I could not.