Date: Sun, 21 Dec 2008 14:29:08 -0500
From: nphillydogg@aol.com
Subject: adapting-6

ADAPTING-6

	The next morning I awoke to hear Andre in the shower. I lay back in
bed, feeling exhausted from all the sex and sucking from the night
before. Andre was like an animal, her drive to please was unmatched by any
man I'd ever dated. My nipples ached pleasantly, my neck shinned bright red
from the hickies she gave me, and my vagina felt like someone had detached
it and threw it through the spin cycle before replacing it back where it
belonged. All I could do was lay there and rest, I was too physically tired
to even get up to pee.

	When the shower stopped Andre came in her robe and a towel draped
over her head. I lay back in bed as she dried her short boy-cut hair,
expecting to finally catch her without any clothes on. But when Andre
finished drying, she chucked the towel aside and reached for her sweat
pants. She turned her back to me as she slipped into the sweats. When she
took off the bath robe she was already wearing a wife beater t-shirt. I
could easily see the long thick imprint of her swinging dick between her
legs, prompting me to wonder if she had showered with it on?

"Good morning sleepy head!" she smiled, headed towards me.

"Hi..." I said, sitting up as the covers dropped down to expose my tender
breasts. I could see her eyes zeroing in on them as a hungry vampire would
a young maiden's supple neck.

"How'r you feeling?" she asked, sitting on the edge of the bed to put on
her socks and Timbz. "How's yur eye...?"

"Fine." I said, totally distracted watching Dre' get dressed. Here she was
fully dressed again while I was still stark naked...

"What you gonna do today...?" she asked, tying her shoes, completely
oblivious to what I was feeling.

"I'm going home!" I said, flinging back the covers as I got out of bed and
headed for the bathroom.

"Why? I thought you were staying here...!" she asked, as I brisk by
her. "What happened since last night...?"

"Nothing!" I said, slamming the bathroom door as I sat on the toilet to
pee. I was startled when she burst in on me before I was finished.

"Then why'r you leaving? Are you going back to Donald?" she asked, staring
at me on the toilet.

"No...!" I answered, unsure.

"I thought we agreed..."

"WE didn't agree to anything!" I interrupted. "I'm going to my mother's
house..., okay?" I asked, hoping that would be sufficient enough to give me
some privacy.

"Why?" she asked, sounding like a broken record.

"I..." I started, feeling trapped. "...I just need some time to myself...,
away from Donald..., and you!"

"What did I do...?" she asked, sounding hurt.

"Nothing...!" I said frustrated as I unrolled some tissue. "I just need to
think things through! To have a little privacy...!"

"And you can't do that here?" she asked, folding her arms as if she didn't
believe me.

"Look..." I said, throwing the used tissue in the bowl before
flushing. "...I just broke up with my boyfriend..., no, excuse me, my
ex-fiancée! And I don't know yet if I'm ready to just jump with both feet
into another relationship..., especially one with a gay female!"

"Did I ever pressure you for a relationship?" asked Andre, as I breezed by
her again to get my clothes. "All I did was offer you a safe place to crash
if you wanted to get away from ole boi! I wasn't asking for yur hand in
marriage! Get over yurself!"

"Oh, really...?" I asked, grabbing up my clothes off the floor. "Then what
was all that `you can stay here for as long as you want' stuff? What was
that `you can move in right now if you want' if you wasn't trying to pigeon
hold me into a committed relationship?"

"I was just trying to be nice!" said Andre, getting pissed. "Offering some
help to someone who's obviously homeless and in need of a little charity!"

"Homeless?! Charity??!!" I asked, offended. "Let me tell you something miss
thang..., I don't need no one's charity! I have a home!"

"What..., with yur mommy?" asked Andre, hitting a nerve.

"At least my mother wants me home!" I said, hitting a nerve right back. "At
least I didn't get kicked out of my house when I was 15 to live with god
knows who!"

"No..., but from where I stand you haven't progressed much past 15 either!"
countered Dre'.

"Fuck you, ANDREA!" I yelled, putting emphases on her real name. "That's
right, I called you ANDREA...! I have a news flash for you..., -you're a
GIRL! Not a boy! Wake up and smell the coffee bitch!"

"Didn't seem to matter too much when I was hittin' that spot for you last
night, now did it?" asked Andrea, trying to prove a point.

"Fuck this!" I said, putting on my clothes. "If I wanted all this fucking
drama I would've stayed at Donald's! I might as well be with a REAL MAN!"

"Well he can have yur sorry ass!" said Andrea, opening the front door for
me. "That is if he'll take yur cheating ass back!"

"You ain't shit!" I yelled, grabbing my purse. "You not a REAL MAN!!"

"Kick rocks, you crazy bitch!" yelled Andrea.

"Oh I got your crazy...!" I said, rushing into her. I caught Andrea by
surprise as we both tumbled backwards into her wall unit before crashing to
the floor. She was trying to hold me back, keeping me from scratching her
eyes out by holding me down next to her. But my goal wasn't to scratch or
mane her, I wanted something much more drastic as I tugged at her baggy
pants, ripping out her hard rubber dick. "You think you're a man because
you wear this plastic dick night and day...?" I asked, scambling to my
feet. "...you ain't nothing but another bitch without it!" I said, waving
it around in the air to taunt her.

"Give it back...!" ordered Andrea, getting up on her feet.

"What bitch? I can't hear you without your dick!" I laughed, playing keep
away.

"Give it back to me!!" yelled Andrea, getting angry.

"Fuck you! You wanted crazy...? I'll give you crazy...!!" I said, throwing
her dick out the window. Andrea ran pass me as she watched her big 12"
dildo hit the ground and bounce onto the sidewalk. I laughed so hard as I
watched her hanging halfway out the window, staring down at her manhood
lying in the street detached from her body.
	The laughter stopped however when she turned around. Chills ran up
my spine when I saw how angry she looked. I had never seen that look in her
eyes before as she ran over and grabbed a fistful of my hair and started to
hank me around like a ragdoll.

"Bitch...! I could kill you for that! Do you know how much that thing
cost?!!" she screamed, dragging me across the floor like a caveman. Before
I knew it I was outside in her hallway, lying face down on the hard
carpeted floor. "Stay the fuck away from me, Cheryl! If you ever come back
around me, I'll kick yur ass so bad you'd think you were related to Rodney
King!" she threatened before going after her expensive dick.

	I got up off the floor, adjusting myself and tucking my personals
back into their perspective slots before spitting on her door. I knew
Andrea could have kicked my ass if she really wanted to. I knew I had gone
overboard by throwing her precious dick into the street, but once I get
started I can't seem to help myself.
	I tried to leave her building discreetly, but she was yelling at me
in the street as she brushed off her dick and tucked it under her arm like
a salami. "If you come back I'll get my girl Gina to whip yur ass again!"

"Kiss my ass, bitch!" I yelled, walking up the street.

"Take yur stank ass back home to yur mommy, hoe!" yelled Andrea.

"I got yur HOE right here, bitch!" I said, pointing at my pussy.

"That's okay..., I could drive a Mack truck through that opening of yurs!"
yelled Dre'.

"Fuck you!" I yelled, as people drove by on their way to work.

"Skank!"

"DYKE!!"

SCENE

	By the time I got to my mothers' I was pissed. Andrea had left 3
nasty messages on my cell phone, not to mention the ones Donald left from
last night threatening to beat Andre's ass if he ever found out where he
lived.  The thought crossed my mind to tell Donald exactly where Andrea
lived so he could go over there and beat the shit out of her..., but I
decided against it. What would he think once he found out Andre was a
woman? I'd never hear the end of it!
	My life had always been full of drama. My dad left my mother when I
was young, I saw my mom date countless men over the years, none of them
amounting to anything. I'd seen my aunts and girlfriends fucked over and
used by men, impregnated and dumped all in the same year. I vowed nothing
like that would ever happen to me, and in the process made life a living
hell for any man that came along. I don't know where Andrea fits in that
equation, she's not really a guy, but she has so many of their mannerisms
that it sometimes gets hard to separate her from them.
	I knew I had been tripping when I started that fight earlier
today. I was out of line throwing her prized possession out the window. Who
am I to tell someone to wake up and smell the coffee when I'm not too sure
of my own sexuality?

	My mother was home when I got there. Donald had called her up and
told her the sorted details his sister told him about finding me in bed at
his apartment with another man. My mom jumped in on me as soon as I walked
into the house. She loved Donald, treating him like the beloved son she
never had. I of course was nothing more than a mere vessel for her
grandchildren to run through once he and I were married.

"Girl what the hell have you gone and done now...?!" asked my mom,
following me up to my room. "How the hell are you going to sleep with
another man in your man's bed...??! Is that how I raised you to be???"

"This is none of your concern, mom..." I said as calmly as I could, too
tired to fight any more.

"Oh no...? It's none of MY concern when you come in here looking like
someone just dragged your ass through the streets? Your boyfriend called me
telling me how badly you hurt him last night...! That boy really cares for
you, girl! And you want to run around cheating on him with some man!?"

"Where was all of this concern when Donald cheated on ME, mom??" I screamed
out of frustration. "You didn't bat an eyelash when I told you he
cheated...!"

"All men cheat, girl..., that's just something you've got to get used
to...!" advised mom.

"Fuck that! I'm not YOU!" I said, going into my room with tears streaking
my bruised face.

"I'm not trying to run your life, Cheryl..." said mom, sounding more
sensitive. "...but it's rare that you find a man as good as Donald..., one
who wants to take care of you! Don't mess things up by holding grudges
against him for being what he is..., -a MAN! You'll find out as you get
older that all men wander..., it's in their nature! They're dogs! They feel
as if they have to plant their seeds in as many females as possible! But
what really matters is that he comes home to you at the end of the day!
Those are words to live by, baby..., that's what MY mother told me when I
was your age!"
	And with that my mother slowly closed the door, leaving me alone
with my thoughts. Maybe mom was right? Maybe it's too much to ask for to
expect a man to be faithful? Maybe they were meant to impregnate every
woman in the tribe while a woman could only get pregnant by one man! Life
sucked! I had to sleep on it.

	When I woke up a few hours later I was starving. I went downstairs
and fixed me a late breakfast. Mom was gone, but her reasoning was starting
to make sense to me. Donald wasn't completely bad, I thought of the
vacations we took, the fun we had going out to eat or to clubs, the family
picnics in the park, the Sunday drives to nowhere in particular, and all
the shopping sprees he took me on. Yes he showed me love in a lot of ways,
but could I really forgive him cheating?
	After eating I showered and dressed, applying makeup to my eye for
the first time. I was able to mask some of the bruising as I styled my hair
to fall over the problem. I tried calling my girlfriend Tonia to see if she
was available to talk, as I needed a ride to Donald's place. When she
didn't answer her cell phone (very unlike her) I called for a taxi, and had
him take me directly to Donald's apartment building.

	I was nervous as I got out of the cab. I wasn't sure if Donald was
home or not, as he parks behind the building in the tenant's parking
garage. I went into the building and pressed for the elevator. I came up
with an excuse incase he was home, but I was praying that he wasn't.
	I still had my keys to his apartment as I fished them out of my
purse. I got to his door and took a deep breath before unlocking it and
going in. Immediately I could sense something was wrong. There were half
empty wine glasses on the table, and what looked like a scattering of
clothes on the floor leading into the bedroom. My head stopped beating as I
looked at the bedroom door, anticipating what I would find if I barged in.

	I thought twice about going in, knowing there was a good chance of
a repeat from before. The first time I caught Donald cheating had been with
some girl from his job. He thought I was at work (forgetting that I had a
doctor's appointment that day). When I came home early, I found them
sleeping it off in our bed, resting peacefully as if they were used to
sleeping next to each other. She looked real comfortable taking my
place..., that is until she felt that lamp crash into her head! Blood was
everywhere, but I knew that bitch would think twice before she slept with
another woman's man!
	Before I knew it I was standing in front of Donald's bedroom
door. I could hear soft music, giggling, and moans on the other side of the
door as anger suddenly replaced my fears. A rush of adrenaline passed
through me as I kicked in the door. The cheaters never heard me over their
own involvement as I saw Donald's naked brown ass humping up and down
between some girls' spread legs. She was moaning about how good his dick
felt between kisses. I walked over to the radio and smashed it to the
floor!

"What the fuck...??!" yelled Donald, jumping up to see what the noise
was. When he saw me, his face drained of all its natural brown
color. "Cheryl...!!??"

"Oh my god...!" said the woman in the bed. I was so focused on Donald that
I hadn't even paid her any attention. She looked at me, then tried to hide
her face in shame. I took a double take as I ripped the covers off the bed.

"TONIA...??!!" I cried, not believing my own eyes.

"I'm sorry, Cheryl...! I'm sorry...!!" she yelled, jumping out of the bed
completely naked as she tried to run for the bathroom. But I blocked her
path by jumping in front of her. "It's not what you think...!" she tried to
defend, looking at the shocked look on my face as I looked her nakedness up
and down. "I mean..., it didn't start out this way!" she re-stated. "Donald
called me up all upset over what happened between you..., when I tried to
call you your phone was off! I didn't know where you were so I came over to
talk to Donald...!"

"You came to my man's apartment to talk to him about me...?" I asked,
sounding suspicious.

"I was trying to help..., really!" she said, her eyes all wet with
tears. "Then we started drinking..., and talking about how lonely we
were..."

"And then you fucked him!" I said, finishing her long drawn out story.

"I didn't mean to..., it just happened...!" she defended, stupidly.

"Oh..., his dick just happened out of his pants and into your kootchy?" I
asked, sarcastically.

"Cheryl, please..." said Tonia, sounding pathetic. "...you didn't want him
anyway..."

"You fucking whore...!" I yelled, slapping her across the face. Tonia's
head flew around, her earrings shooting across the room like missiles
before Donald jumped in to break it up. "Take your cheating ass hands OFF
OF ME!!" I yelled, twisting out of his grasp.

"YOU should talk!" he said, coming after me again.

"If you value those things you call balls you'll keep as far away from me
as possible while I'm beating this bitch's ass...!" I warned. Donald
stopped in his tracks as he covered his bare genitals and backed
away. Tonia was holding her stinging face as I took off my own earrings...,
"I'm not through with YOU yet, bitch...!" I said, before going after her
with my nails.

	I don't know how long the fight lasted before the cops got there,
but Tonia and I were arrested for domestic fighting and disturbing the
peace. We were taken down to the police station to cool off. The entire
time Tonia kept crying and begging for my forgiveness. We'd been friends
since junior high school, and this was the first physical fight we ever had
together.
	I hated her! I wanted her to die! How could she betrayal me after
so many years of sisterhood? All over some dick! Some so-so dick at that! I
would have done anything for her, and now she was literally sleeping with
the enemy!

	After a few hours the cops let us go. They didn't chage us with
anything, they just wanted us some time to chill out and calm down. I was
at the front desk retrieving my belongings when Andre came in looking to
bail me out. "Cheryl...!" she called as I turned around. "...you okay,
gurl? I came as soon as I could!"

"I'm alright..." I said, having had left a message on her cell phone while
in the back of the police car. "...there're letting us go."

"Damn gurl..., I can't leave you alone for a minute, can I?" she asked,
escorting me out of the station.
	Outside sat Donald, leaning against his car waiting (for who, I
don't know). When he saw me and Andre, he tensed up.

"uh..., Dre'..." I said, watching Donald walk over towards us. "...that's
my ex...!" I said as Donald came over and grabbed my arm.

"Let's go, Cheryl!" he said, pulling me away.

"Yo..., hold up, hommie! She ain't going with you!" said Andre, stepping
between us.

"This's between my girlfriend and me!" said Donald, turning to face Andre.

"I don't believe she's yur girlfriend, anymore!" said Andre.

"Who is this, Cheryl...?" asked Donald, looking pass Andre.

"Yo..., I'm right here, homs! You don't have to ask her anything!" said
Andre.

"Will yall stop! We're in front of a police station...!" I reminded them.

"Tell your friend goodbye, Cheryl!" said Donald, taking my hand.

"Touch her again and see what happens!" threatened Andre.

"What you going to do, little man...?" asked Donald (6' to Andre's 5'7").
	Without warning Andre gut punched Donald, bringing him to his
knees.

"C'mon...!" said Andre, grabbing my hand as she led me to her parked car. I
saw Tonia coming out of the police station, running to Donald's side as he
gasped for breath.

"I better not catch you on the streets, hommie...!" yelled Donald, leaning
on Tonia's shoulder as she helped him back to his car (bitch never
learns..., looks like she needs another beatdown!).

"Anytime, asshole!" said Andre, pushing me into the car as she got in
behind me.

"Come on now man, if you so bad! Get out of the car! Hit me while I'm
looking this time! Faggot!" yelled Donald, getting his second wind as he
stepped out into the street. Andre reached into her glove compartment and
pulled out a handgun...

"Dre'...!!" I yelled, grabbing her arm as she reached for the door
handle. "...he not worth it, girl! Just drive! Get me the hell out of
here!" I pleaded.
	Andre took pity on me and shoved the gun back into the glove
box. Donald was yelling for me to get out of the car as Andre started the
engine.

"If you leave with him it's over, for real this time!" he shouted as Andre
pulled off, flipping him the bird as we drove by.

SCENE

	I explained everything to Andre as we drove. I told her about my
conversation with my mother, and how she talked me into getting back with
Donald. I told her how I sensed something amiss when I got there, how I
caught him and my best friend in bed together. I told her about the big
fight, and being dragged out of the apartment complex in handcuffs.
	Andre listened as I talked, she didn't ask too many questions as we
drove around aimlessly. After about an hour we pulled into a mall parking
lot. I was confused as I looked around to get my baring.

"What're we doing here...?" I asked.

"We need to talk!" said Andre, cutting the engine. "I like you..., a lot!"
she said, turning towards me. "But you have too much drama! I can't be
involved with someone who doesn't want to be with me..., who doesn't know
her or isn't comfortable with her sexuality! I've been out too long to
chase after a woman who wants a man one minute, and me the next! It's too
confusing, for me, for you, and for the other guy yur fucking!"

"So..., what're you saying...?" I asked curiously, my heart suddenly
pounding a mile a minute.

"I don't think we should see each other anymore..." she said, diverting her
eyes.

"You're breaking up with me...?" I asked, disbelieving my own ears.

"It's for the best!" she said.

"Best for who?" I asked. "You? You pick me up in a STRAIGHT bar, pretending
to be something you're not..., and you're faulting ME for not being more
in-tuned to my sexuality? What kind of lesbian shit is that?!" I asked,
emotionally. "You turn me out, ruining everything I was ever taught about
being a heterosexual woman..., and now you want to leave me? To turn your
back on me because I cause too much drama?!" I could see Andre was
speechless. "Well let me tell you something miss Thang..., you're not
without your own issues!" I added, making her think. "I have yet to see
your entire body naked..., it's as if your ashamed of your own body or
something! And you wear that damn rubber dick everywhere you go..., like
that makes you a real man or something! No matter how much you wear that
thing, no matter how big it is or how much it costs..., you're still a
woman! A LESBIAN woman fucking another woman!" I finished, getting out of
the car in the middle of nowhere.
	Andre got out after me...

"Where'r you going...?" she asked, following me towards the mall.

"Go away!" I yelled, trying to hide my tears as I wiped my eyes dry. "I
cause too much drama, remember?!"

"What do you think THIS is...?" asked Andre, running up behind
me. "C'mon..., at least let me drive you home!"

"No!" I said, pulling away. But Andre wouldn't take no for an answer as he
pulled me back into her arms.

"I didn't mean to hurt yur feelings..." she said, brushing the hair from my
face to see my watery eyes. "I thought you'd be relieved to see me go..."

"Why would you think that...?" I asked. "I left with you, not Donald!"

"We're always fighting..." said Andre, wiping my tears away. "...I don't
want to be in a relationship where we're fighting all the time!"

"Me neither..." I said, sniffling.
	Andre leaned inward, kissing me on the lips in the middle of
traffic. For the first time I didn't care what people thought as I gave in
and accepted her kiss. She wrapped her arm around my waist and pulled me
closer. I could feel her hardon pressing into my inner thigh as my body
began to warm.

"Want to go home...?" she asked, breaking the kiss as people started to
stare.

"To my mom's...?" I asked.

"Naw..., to OUR place!" she said, taking my hand as she led me back to her
car.

	Back at Andre's apartment we made love like never before. Andrea
undressed completely, allowing me to see her body naked. I was surprised to
see she had a beautiful body underneath all those baggy clothes she
wears. Her breasts were nearly as large as mine. The dildo hung down low
between her legs, attached to a harness wrapped around her waist. "Take
that off..." I insisted. Andrea hesitated, but slowly complied as she slid
the strap-on down off her thighs. It hit the floor like a baby falling from
its cradle.
	Andrea and I kissed, naked and raw for the first time. I thought I
would feel weird making out with another woman, but I didn't see Andrea as
a female..., but as a sexual being of whom I was strongly attracted to.

	She laid me down onto the bed, kissing her way down my neck and
across my breasts. She suckled my nipples one at a time, leaving wet trails
down my stomach as she nestled her face between my legs. I gasped as she
licked my clitoris, causing my entire body to tingle. She reached up and
grabbed my tits, kneading them like dough as she ate me up from the bottom
up.
	Occasionally I'd look down as she stared up at me, her eyes focused
on my pleasure. She flick her tongue over my clit, causing goose bumps to
break out all over me, then she's suck on it like a piece of candy, making
me squirm and moan as I grew wetter and more moist. I could feel my first
orgasm coming on strong as Dre' suctioned my vagina and fingered me at the
same time. I humped up against her face, grabbing hold of her head as I
fucked. I squeezed my eyes shut as I started to cum, my entire being
centered around the explosion in my uterus. Andrea sucked up everything,
leaving nothing to spill. When I came down off my high, I pulled her up
from my crotch.

"What'r you doing...?" she asked, following my lead, her face wet with my
juices. "...I wasn't finished down there yet,,,,"

"It's time I returned the favor...!" I said, flipping her on her back.

"No..., I don't want my pussy ate...!" she objected.
	I ignored her as I kissed my way down her chest, stopping at her
tits as I suckled her plump nipples. Andrea stifled a moan as I sucked hard
on her tits, wanting to give her some of the same pleasures she had given
me. "Cheryl..., you don't have to do this..." she continued to object,
"...I like pleasing you...!"

"Just shut up and enjoy it...!" I said, smiling up at her before licking my
way across her flat stomach and down into her wild pube area.
	Andrea didn't trim herself like I did, her pubic hair grew wildly
as sifted through her garden, finding her moist patch.

	Andrea looked frightened as I settled between her legs. I was
having my own issues as I faced my first vagina. I looked down at it as if
it was a foreign object. I had always been a strictly-dickly girl, I had no
idea how to satisfy a women orally. Give me a dick any day of the week and
I'll show you how t make a man's eyes roll up into their sockets.
       But as a woman I knew what I liked having done to me, so I figured
I'd do the same to her as I closed my eyes, held my breath, and dove in.

	Immediately I was struck with how different sucking a man off was
to eating a woman. While you have to lick and suck your way up and down a
man's dick to get it wet, a woman is already moist. Sticking my tongue in
Dre's pussy was like sticking my mouth in a bowl of pudding. I was
surprised by the slightly salty taste which wasn't much different from the
sweet taste of a man's pre-cum. As I became more and more used to it, I
began to eat her stronger, licking up and down between the folds of skin
and sucking hard on her clitoris.
	Andrea did her best not to moan as she squirmed around on the bed,
trying to avoid my mouth. Occasionally she would lock her thighs on my
head, trying to keep me from the prize as I pry her legs apart and suck
harder.

"Shit gurl..., where you learn to eat like that...?!" she finally said,
unable to hold back any longer.

"Watching YOU!" I said, lifting up off of her clit for just a moment before
diving back down on it.
	Andrea lay back in bed, openly moaning as she ran her fingers
through my hair. I could feel her started to hump up against me as she
stated to fuck my face. I was so into pleasing her that I started to bite
her clit, sending her into orbit as she grabbed my head and pulled me away.

"What's wrong..." I asked, confused. "...did I do it right...?"

"You were great...!" she said, kissing me on the lips, tasting her own
juices. "...but I want some more of you...!"
	With that Dre' pulled me into 69 position. I felt her head move
between my legs as she latched her mouth to my vagina and started
sucking. I felt as if someone had attached a Hover to my clit as Andrea
went to town, turned on by my own selfless display to get her off.
	I returned the favor by forcing my own head between her legs. We
lay side by side, eating each other's vaginas as we locked our bodies
together in a knot. I could feel Andrea's fingers sliding into me, and I
mimicked her every move. She gasped openly when my first finger entered. I
could feel her vaginal walls clamp down on me. I licked and sucked at her
clit as she started to hump me. I could feel her forcing 4 fingers into my
cunt, stretching me side as she drilled me without a dildo. Her fingers
felt slick and smooth, moving in and out as if tailor designed for the
act. I added an second finger to hers, her pussy was much tighter than mine
as she wasn't as used to being penetrated. I could hear her gasping in pain
as I finger fucked her, keeping her on edge with my flickering tongue just
to keep her interested. Andrea started breathing hard, panting like a
perched dog as she became more and more wet. I rolled over on top of her,
burying my head in her cunt as I pumped my hand back and forth. Andrea
spread her legs voluntarily, giving me more room to maneuver. She pulled my
ass down onto her face, reattaching her mouth to my clit as we continued to
devour each other.

	I pulled my head up from between Andrea's legs for a breather. Her
pussy was all wet and drippy, her clit looked slightly swollen from all the
sucking. I slapped her vagina with my hand (a trick I learned from one of
my boyfriends when he used to eat me out), Andrea gasped as she groaned
into my cunt. I mashed myself down onto her face as I slapped her pussy
again, gently. I knew from experience how this sudden jolt sends shivers up
your spine. I watched with amazement as Andrea's pussy started to contract
and wink, pressing out more juices as she came on herself.
	I bent forward and started licking her slit, tasting her essence as
Andrea squirmed underneath me. I know knew why men loved eating my pussy so
much. Andrea locked her arms around my waist and French kissed my cunt for
the next 10 minutes until I came in her mouth and all over her face. When
we were done cumming we fell back onto the bed in opposite directions. I
could still feel Andrea's fingers moving in and out of my vagina, toying
with me and keeping my body awake with sensations.

"That was the first time I came that way..." she admitted, looking down at
me. "I've always been the aggressor..., I've never had a women eat me like
that before!"

"Now you know how it feels!" I teased, sheepishly. "How did you like it?"

"It was great! But I still prefer to do the pleasing!" she said,
honestly. "The important question is how did YOU like it?"

"It was definitely different!" I admitted. "But I liked making you feel
good and watching you squirm!" I smiled. "I could definitely get used to
it!"

"I don't know if my pussy could handle it!" joked Andrea, getting up out of
bed to retrieve her dick. "Don't you miss Hector?"

"Hector...?" I laughed, as she put her strap-on back on. "Is that his
name?"

"Yeah..., this puertorican gurl I used to fuck named it for me! Said it
reminded her of her ex-boyfriend Hector!" she said as she resumed her place
back on the bed, holding her gigantic dick upward.

"You don't need to wear that thing around everywhere you go to be who you
are..." I said, climbing up on top of her. "...we can leave it here at home
where it belongs while we're out in public! I love you for who you are...,
not for what you've got between your legs!"

"You love me...?" she asked, looking up at me. "Kew..., cuz I love you
too!" she added, pulling me down for a kiss as she slipped the head of her
dick into my cunt.
	I gasped in her mouth as it sank inside me, stretching my walls
wide. We kissed and swapped spit with our tongues as our breasts rubbed
together. Andrea's hands roamed all over my back and ass, slapping my butt
cheeks as I rode her dick and get the shaft all wet with my juices.
	We fucked all day, pleasing each other in every way possible. When
we weren't fucking we ordered out and ate in bed while watching old
movies. The next day I officially moved out of Donald's apartment and into
Andrea's. Donald acted distraught to my leaving, claiming he still loved me
and wanted to marry me. I admit that I still had feelings for him too, but
only time would tell if we were meant to be together. In the meantime I
told him to have fun with Tonia. Tonia could have his two minute premie
ass..., I now had someone who satisfied my every need emotionally,
spiritually, and definitely physically!

	I went back to work a few days later with a doctor's note to
explain my absence. I introduced Andre as my new boyfriend to my
mother. Mom couldn't tell the difference, believing Andrea was really a
man. She understood that Donald wasn't ready for a long term relationship,
and was sorry to hear that Tonia and I were no longer best friends. She
warned me about women, and how they can't be trusted around your man. I
told mom at that I didn't have to worry about that with Andre, that we had
an understanding against all that drama. Mom just smiled and advised me to
enjoy it for as long as I can.
       After a few months of living together, Andrea and I decided to get a
bigger apartment together to hold all of my clothes. We'll start searching
soon as we are stepping over things to get around the room.  I started off
believing that men were dogs, and that I would end up spending my life
alone with no one to love. If someone had come up to me and told me that I
would find happiness in the arms of a lesbian woman, I would have cursed
them out and kicked their ass. But now I find myself rushing home to be by
her side, ready for that big 12 inch dick she likes to fuck me with, and
for that sweet vagina I love sucking and making cum!

	tHE eND

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