I lay on the ground on my side in the alley listening to the grunts and moans. My skirt was too low and was restricting movement so I lifted it up a bit, then reached back down to my panties and continued rubbing my cock through the lace. My head bobbed up and down, my wig bounced its bangles against my forehead as my lips clenched the cock in front of me. The big, rough man behind me continued to soundly fuck my asshole, his hips slapping against my bottom making it jiggle, causing my gold, hoop earrings to jingle softly. With every thrust my cock bounced, and my earrings made their delicate music. It was so intoxicating. I wish I knew who these men were, and if they were safe to be around. I didn’t even know what would happen to me when they were done, but for the moment it was pure bliss.

“You little whore, you like feeling that hard cock pounding your little tv-pussy, don’t you,” male #1 grunted in my ear causing me to shiver. I felt saliva and pre-cum running down my chin as I worked my mouth on the hard cock from male #2. He held my head in his hands and pushed my head up and down. While I rubbed my cock with one hand, I jerked off the man’s cock into my mouth, knowing that unless he stopped me I would soon taste his cum.

Meanwhile, I was leaking pre-cum all over my panties. I pulled my cock out and began stroking it using the fluid as lubricant. I must have looked a sight on the floor of the alley, my black mini up around my hips, garters stretched to reach the black thigh-highs, black lace panties pushed roughly aside, one leg up in the air to accommodate the hard-on in my ass, the black stilleto catching the glare of the streetlamp. My blue silk blouse was partially ripped off, underneath visible the black satin bra on my slender chest, my nipples hard against the material. My medium length brown wig encircled my girlish face, framing my dark-burgundy lips, glistening brown eyelids and waxed eyebrows as I slurped away on the juicy lollipop fate had given me.

Male #2 began to mumble nasty words to me, and all of a sudden stopped moving, his leg muscles tight and his hands firmly holding on to my head, my wig, my identity. I knew what to expect, and I readied myself as I felt the first spurt come. Have you ever tasted cum? It is strange, tasting it, almost like smelling it with your mouth, it tastes like you would think it would, I could taste his now as his cock spasmed a powerful spurt coming out, such a huge amount at once it poured out of my mouth. I quickly swallowed and more came from the quivering cockhead filling my mouth with the delicious fluid, heavy thick cum running down my chin, drops hitting the concrete, until he finished his ejaculation. I swallowed everything I could, then I licked around the head, the tip, I squeezed his balls to drain the last bit down. I final pearl appeared on the tip which I licked off and gave his prick a gentle kiss.

All through this, Male #1 had not stopped his insistent pounding away. As male #2 pulled away and sat against the wall, I turned my thoughts back to what was going on in my lower half. He was now stroking my thigh and calling me his good little cunt, telling me how good fucking my ass felt. I had to slow down on stroking my cock as I was getting near climaxing, and I wanted to enjoy the way his lengthy cock felt in me. In and out I felt the slippery thing go, sliding easily in my well-stretched ass. I put my arm around my leg to keep it in the air as it was getting tired. Without the cock in my mouth my moans became louder, I didn’t care, although we were near the club, because it was 2am, and all people would see was a slut being banged in an alley by two guys.

He began fucking me so hard that my moans were turning into utterances of stuttered gibberish; in other words he was fucking me silly. “Oh God, fuck my little ass,” I moaned, my voice husky, but sluttishly feminine. It had taken me a lot of practice to get that right. Suddenly I felt him tense up, his hips began shaking and I felt his warm fluid began to spurt into me, cumming as he did, ropes of cum unleashed on my asshole. I was his little cock-slave, his cum concubine, and nothing would have made me happier as I began to cum as well I moaned and moaned and said things I don’t remember. My ass-cunt spasmed against his hard-on and I heard him groan each time.

After a few moments we had both calmed down. He gave my neck a kiss and withdrew his penis. He and his friend left the alley. I lay there for a few more minutes, relishing the beautiful, calm, moonlit night, a very satisfied slut.

I remember seeing your new skirt on the bed the day before I left and all I could think of was seeing you in it. I am totally in love with you and I have a desire for you that never ceases. I know that you have times when you don’t believe me when I say that you are beautiful, but I ALWAYS mean it. You are the ONLY woman I desire and that desire never goes away. I love every inch of your body and love to see it with or without clothes.

As I walk up the exit ramp from the airplane I see you in your new short denim skirt, with your red and white plaid camisole top. You are wearing your high-heeled white sandals. I see you walking toward me in this outfit and notice right away that your legs are bare. I see your pretty feet with their painted toenails and your glittery toe rings. I follow your curvaceous legs upwards until they disappear under your skirt. The lack of obvious bra straps, leads me to believe that your breasts are bare under your top. I continue my view upward and catch the glint of your ruby red fingernails as you push back the long auburn hair from your pretty face. The face I have come to love more each day.

As I near you, you reach to put your arms around my neck. You skirt rides up and I am treated to the sight of even more of your sexy legs. As I pull you close, I feel your breasts against my chest and I know that I was right in my assumption, they are bare beneath your top. I reach around your back and as I stroke your back my hands wander down to feel the outline of your panties. As we kiss we start out very gently, but before long we are probing each other’s mouths with our tongues. The harder I breathe the more I inhale your perfume.

It’s time to end our embrace. We have drawn the attention of several of the people surrounding us. Even in the big cities, two women embracing as more then “friends” still draws attention. We better move along before they have a chance to start throwing barbs and spoiling our mood.

At 5′10″ in my flat sandals, even with the help of your 3″ heels, you are still a couple of inches shorter then I am. I knew I was flying home to you today, so I made sure to dress for the occasion. My black pleated skirt extends to just above my knees. My white blouse with the square neck tops off the outfit. My white lacy push bra, helps show off my medium size breasts. The gold snake necklace hanging down between my breasts insures that no one misses them.

While on the plane home today, I slipped off my sandals and applied my favorite shade of polish to my toenails. The dark red color of “Vixen” also covers my fingernails. The gentleman sitting next to me on the plane pretended to ignore me, but every chance he got he “stole” a glance at my bare legs and feet.

As we walk along hand in hand, we sneak a kiss every so often. Suddenly I can’t take it anymore, I pull you close again and give you a probing kiss. In the midst of our kiss, I slip my hand between our bodies, and reach under your top. As I move my hand upward, I touch your nipple. It stiffens immediately and you catch your breath. I then slide my hand downward. It slides down the front of your skirt until it reaches the hem. I hook the hem with my fingers and start to lift it. You immediately try to stop me, but I won’t let you. As I raise the hem, my fingers move forward to feel for your panties. As my fingertips touch them, I feel the silkiness. I slide my fingers along your panties toward the center. As they move downward, the dampness seeping through your panties becomes apparent. It seems that you have missed me as much as I have missed you.

You excuse yourself to go to the ladies room. As you approach the door you pretend to drop something and bend over at the waist to retrieve it. Your skirt rides up and I see that you are wearing the red lace thong panties that I bought for you. After a few minutes, you come out and take my hand. You place something soft in it and when I look I recognize that it’s your panties. I raise them to my nose and inhale your scent. There is nothing more intoxicating then the mixture of your White Shoulders perfume and your natural scent.

As we continue on our way, all I can think about is that you are bare underneath your skirt. As we approach the truck, I look around and check to see that no one is near. I open the door for you and as you are attempting to get in, I slide my hand up the inside of your thighs until I feel your wetness. I pull you close for another kiss. At the same time I let my fingers slide inside you. Your juices are already flowing so they enter easily. You are concerned that someone will see yet you are turned on at the same time. I slide my fingers back and forth over your nub until you let loose all over my fingers. I lift my fingers to my mouth to lick your juices from them. It is your version of honey and I can never get enough.

After you recover, I pull you close for a hug. Your hand slides down the front of my skirt. I feel your fingernails scrape my bare legs just below my skirt. As your fingers slide up under my skirt, you pull me close and cover my mouth with yours. Your tongue enters my mouth and wages a battle with my own. Your hand caresses me under my skirt, but continues to ignore the spot where I need it most. Your other hand joins the first on the waistband of my panties. As you continue to fill my mouth with your tongue, I feel my panties race down my legs and pool around my feet on the ground.

Your hand moves closer and closer to my center. Just as I feel that I can’t wait any longer, your hand surrounds me. My member is rock hard and dripping into your hand. It’s a good thing that no one else is around. They would be surprised enough to see two girls playing with each other like this, but if they found out that one of them was not really a girl, I’m sure we would be in trouble.

You turn away from me and lift the back of your skirt then reach to raise the hem of the front of mine. Now that my panties are no longer restraining me, you can feel my hardness against your bare behind. As I slide between your cheeks, I reach up under your top to play with your nipples. They harden under my touch as I start thrusting against you. I slide into you and feel your slippery walls engulf me. Unfortunately it has been a week since we were last together, so it doesn’t take very long for me to go off. As I squirt my seed inside you, you realize that once again, you have gotten the best that your girlfriend/husband has to offer.

As I recover, I have you sit on the edge of your seat. I take your panties from my pocket and slide them up your sexy legs, pausing to kiss your toes, ankles, and knees. I then have you stand and help me pull your panties into place. As you slide into your seat, I give you one last long lingering kiss before I reach down to pull up my panties. You reach out and stop me, telling me to leave them behind. Whoever picks them up, would be shocked to know that the stain in the crotch came directly from a penis and had not dripped from a woman. As we drive away, we reach to hold hands again as we smile at each other. As your hand starts to slide up under my skirt again, you feel our juices flowing out of you and into your panties. A subtle reminder that the fun has just begun…