To Be A Man by Girl Friday

Originally published August 2003

Copyright 2003, all rights reserved

To Be A Man

God, she was beautiful; skin flushed, eyes closed, panting and moaning beneath me. Her hair streamed over the pillow like black silk. I ached to touch it but I needed to concentrate. She was close, oh so close. So was I.

The nipples on her breasts looked good enough to eat. I leaned down and sucked one into my mouth, flicking it gently with my tongue. Delicious. I couldn't get enough. My cock was wrapped in wet velvet. She was so tight. The sensation was incredible. No. Don't think about it. Don't lose control; concentrate on her.

I kept my strokes smooth and even, pushing her to the edge. Grinding against her clit caused her to gasp and shudder. I quickened the speed and force of my strokes, driving deeper with each thrust.

She tipped her head back and started to wail, "Oh, yes. YES! I'm ccccoooommming!" Her pussy started to spasm and clench around my cock. Now! I started to pound her with furious strokes, rushing to my own release. My balls began to tighten. I could feel my orgasm coiling tighter and tighter.

"Here it comes, Baby!" It hit me like an explosion. Everything I had was bursting out of me through my dick. It felt like I was being drained. It was fucking fantastic.

I awoke with a start, my body throbbing with the ecstasy of release. It had been so real. God, what a dream! Gently, I touched my still throbbing clit. So that's what it feels like, I thought with wonder. That's what it must feel like to be a man.

I think I'm jealous.

--Fin--