"alright then, sweetheart. are you ready to stop playing dumb about this?">i didn't really.. respond>i just stayed frozen>Tabitha grabbed up the rest of my "yes" pile, grabbed my hand, and started leading me toward the register>oh fuck!!! the dress!>i need to change back! i cant fucking wear this in public!>all those thoughts, and more, appeared to my mind>and they didn't budge me an inch. we were checked out, and out the door, before i even got my bearings>the ride home was torturous>she had her right hand on my thigh. kneading. squeezing.>i was dumbfounded. i watched her in the rear view mirror.>she looked so satisfied. so unshakeable.>she would give me a squeeze, watch the mirror to see me squeak and squirm, and hit me with another condescending smirk>the ride was over soon>parking lot. hallway. apartment.>i let out a huge breath upon entering>finally safe. finally alone.>my brain calmed down enough to form thoughts"fuck. FUCK! fine... you're right">smug expression back on her face, she said nothing"i.. yes. you turn me on. or whatever. i just... i dont know anything about this. i dont know how to do this">she almost shivered"oh, that's easy, honey. you can just eat me out">eat her out?>like eating ass?"oh... uh.. i guess im not, like, against it.. but like, shouldn't you prep before something like that? i'm sorry, i don't mean to imply you're dirty. i just... i don't know how any of this works.">i turned around>Tabitha was sitting on the bed. her expression was... more serious than i had ever seen it>she patted the bed, to her left. so i went and sat beside her"ok. so.. do you remember when i said... what was it.. something like 'saying that would make me a liar'?">i tried my best to remember...>kind of?"at Auntie Jen's? i guess i forgot about that.. um. i said you were a transbian who recruits girls like me. or something along those lines">she nodded, and gave me a look>what?
>i mean. clearly she likes girls. and if she wasn't 'recruiting' me, she could have fooled me...>she started taking off her pants>fuck!>she didn't even actually say anything?>oh god.>she's so fucking hot>her panties were so cute... white cotton, with a small purple bow on the front>oh>those aren't tucking panties>no bulge"i... i still don't get it. so you had SRS?">Tabitha sighed"i'm sorry honey. i lied by omission. a lot.">more riddles. i can't handle this"Tabitha, please. you're making me feel insane.">she placed a hand on my thigh"i... i don't *relate* to your experience as much as you assumed. i just understand it. i... i haven't had SRS. or FFS, for that matter. i've never taken estrogen">OH!>what the fuck!!?????"you... what the fuck, Tabitha? what the fuck!? so i'm just... like, a fetish to you">i was shaken>i wanted to leave>i started to get up. >Tabitha tightened her grip on my thigh"no. no! that's not it. i thought it was obvious by now, i really do just think you're hot. i.. if there is anything you can hate me for, its for treating you like a pet project. and, yeah. that's fair. but i... that's not how i think of it. you just.. you needed somebody. to help. you were stuck. i'm sorry if that's condescending.">fucking right it's condescending"i already hated you enough for thinking you know everything i'm going through. but i thought you were at least a tranny too! i mean. what the fuck, Tabitha?">she let me go. and raised her arms in a placating gesture"i'm sorry. really. i genuinely fucked up. you'd be well within your rights to leave if you want to.">i mean. hard enough to let myself kiss a woman. but i thought we were the same! even if was kissing women this whole time... no way i would be approaching cis women. that's terrifying!"fucking right i would! you dont understand what it's like for us nearly as well as you think you do. i mean, FUCK, Tabitha">she frowned
"it was irresponsible. the other girls i've done this with... they knew they liked girls. and they weren't as repressed as you. i should have pulled back. but i could tell how fucking *cute* you were">other girls?>i sat back down>i mean, of course. i knew that>just... fuck.>Tabitha pounced. hands on both thighs now, and moving her face closer to mine"you're jealous, aren't you?">i tried to turn away"you're so fucking jealous. i thought we were done playing dumb">i turned back toward her>her face. her eyes. her lips.>she leaned in and kissed me>her lips looked impossibly soft. but they felt softer.>her hands were on my sides. roaming. squeezing.>i realized i was being lowered, onto the bed>shades of earlier today. she got her thigh in between my legs. i wasn't bashful about grinding this time"look at you! doesn't it feel better to be honest?">i was frantic. a wish i never knew i had was coming true>i am needy. i *need* her. >i must have been loud. she clapped a hand over my mouth, and leaned into my ear"your moans are very, *very* cute, sweetie. but this building has thin walls">fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck>i was practically screaming into her hand. the world disappeared.>she started grabbing more forcefully. and everywhere. squeezing my ass and tits.>it was too much. it had been building up all day. longer than that.>my vision went white. or black. hard to say>waves of pleasure were reverberating through my body. like a full-body heartbeat>chest throbbing. legs twitching>jesus fucking christ>i can't... i didn't know it could feel like that>... hm?>Tabitha was moving.>hands on my shoulders, she kept me firmly planted on the mattress.>on her knees, legs to either side of me, she started moving towards my face>oh my god.. her..>i don't want to say 'pussy'>i don't...>jesus fucking christ>she was here>i started kissing. through the panties.>i don't know what to do! i don't know how this works!!!!
>Tabitha reached down, and placed a hand under my jaw. she pointed my face up toward hers"dont worry so much. you'll do great. just lick my clit... i... i don't think i need to explain where that is...">she pulled her panties to the side>oh my god>i started kissing it.>it feels so... fuck. so wrong and so perfect.>Tabitha was moaning now. and i was.. licking>i really hope i'm doing this right>i must have been>she buried her fingers in my hair. and she started getting louder>i need her. oh my god i need her. i need to make her feel good>i redoubled my efforts. >apparently that worked. she started grinding against my face in earnest>pulling my face into her, too. by the handholds she had on my hair."oh, fuck Sadie. that's so good. you're doing so good, baby">this felt almost as good as her grinding on me>it just felt so... right. i felt so complete>serving her... being *used* by her"put your fingers inside of me. please">there was a raggedness to her voice.>fuck. she wants me.>tentatively, i inserted a finger>i'm not totally clueless. i've been on reddit before. "come hither motion", right?>yes.>that was right.>she seemed to forget i was even down there. crushing me. grinding my face into her.>i could have died happy, in that moment>i started to feel her.. contractions. on my finger.>i redoubled my efforts again>god, i just want to do good for her>i want to be good for her>she came. hard. i was breathless.>those waves must have been hitting her, too. she twitched and convulsed into me.>then, cruelly, she pulled herself away.>she laid on her side, looking down on me>she grabbed a boob, and jiggled it"i rushed it. i didn't even get to see these bouncing around. stupid">i hardly even heard her"Tabitha... i.. jesus christ, Tabitha.">her devious grin was back in full force"oh, i know, honey. but you want to know the really crazy thing?">i want to know anything. if it's from her.>i nodded"you're just getting started."
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