Femboy & his best friends pt.1 by princessfemboy

Guys, this is first story of my trilogy, just begining of real story. In next parts im gonna introduce you to incest sisters and more crazy staff. Feel free to contact me for any questions.Jen and I have known each other for a couple of years, and at the beginning I never imagined how well our relationship would turn out. In some places, the chatter, sometimes the shared coffee, turned into something deeper when I once thought of telling her my secret. It came after a joint dinner when we drank and talked about more intimate experiences. I will probably never forget that, it was about Victoria’s Secret underwear. Even then, I thought how great it was to have a friend with whom we would buy the same laundry and comment on handsome men and women and our experiences with them. About a week passed since the mentioned evening, and in our cottage I decided to confess. I was close to the implant and my heart still breaks when I think about it, but I wanted to risk it, so I told her that I had a secret and if she was willing to share it with me without judging me. Of course, Jen was in favor, but she probably never dreamed that I would tell her about the fact that I wear thongs, suspenders and that I am actually Bi. She immediately wanted a photo of my small butt, maybe as proof that I wasn’t kidding, maybe she just wanted to see how it looked on me. Wow, the photo is a success, she likes the secret and I have her full support. I was so excited about it that I farted about three times in a row. We agreed on a meeting and that we will discuss everything, I also have a lot to say. Day after day, we started to write more openly about our ideas, tastes, gradually we knew almost everything about each other. Actually, I was platonically in love, but with the feeling that I had a close person and the best place in my life.

Here the story begins to combine with reality and imaginary.

Our joint purchases of underwear, visits to the solarium and sending each other lots of photos with the thought of which I wake up every morning to this day, we finally found time for a grandma’s evening together. I packed all the things I had and ran to Jen. We started simply with an open prosecco, a serial and some mindless debate, I guess we didn’t know how to start. I don’t even know who, but the topic turned and Jen started doing my make-up. Just the feeling that someone would see me like that, that someone would make me look stupid, excited me. All the more so because it was with someone like Jen. Makeup was done on both sides, time for photos. We quickly went through some pages and started to choose the clothes in which we are going to take pictures. I didn’t believe it myself, but the first photos were of her, even topless, only in white thongs. She covered her adorable little breasts with her hands and started to pose. To tell the truth, I have never seen anything better, I had him as hard and as wet in my panties as ever. We changed a couple of outfits, took different pictures and I always tried to notice something more about her body. The last outfit was in bdsm style, collar, whip and leather accessories. It was her first turn. For a better photo effect, I ran my hand over her ass a couple of times, she didn’t object. On the contrary, she sighed gently and smiled at me with the addition, you know, like at me. It also gave me courage and I told myself that I would try to be tougher. I pulled her by the collar to suffocate her a bit and pushed her head into the pillow with a counter movement. The sigh was already louder, but she still didn’t object. I didn’t hesitate anymore and after another slap on her ass, when she had her mouth stuck in the pillow, she was on her knees with her ass sticking out, I put my hand over her panties. I couldn’t believe it, she was completely wet. She sighed again and tried to raise her head, to which I responded by tightening my collar further and screaming – so you’re going to stand up? She was quiet. Another blow to the ass, probably the strongest. Answer! She just groaned softly and shook her head to the side. I pulled her by the hair and asked again while breathing on her neck, will you resist? She turned her gaze to me, smiled and said no, I won’t. I ran my hand over her panties once more and this time I had to smell my wet hand. Yum Jen, you must taste so good I thought. I turned her on her back and covered her eyes so she wouldn’t know what was going to happen next. Her arms and legs were close to her body, she was wearing black underwear and leather garters on her legs and a leather bra. She looked divine. What am I going to do next? I thought. But I ran my hand over her face and gave her a gentle slap, after which I put my index finger in her mouth and she obediently licked it. I moved to the other end and started from the bottom. She had a nicely done red pedi and her legs always knew how to get me in trouble even though I never actually told her. I started massaging and kissing them. I watched as he dug his hands into the bed and waited to see what would happen next. I kissed my way up to my thighs and twirled around the panties that were seeping from the moisture. Here and there my hand wandered between her thighs just so I could smell this beauty again. It was like a drug. It’s time to look at those breasts in their full glory, her bra could be unbuttoned in the front so I had great access. I kissed her neck, choked her a little, and she didn’t even notice her bare breasts. Another proof that she is really excited was her nipples. Probably the most beautiful I’ve ever beenhe saw I pinched her a couple of times and gently bit her a couple of times, just to prepare her for the metal clips that were part of the bdsm set I brought. When I put the first one on, she squirmed and jerked with her, I reacted and tightened her again against the vankus. Shut up you bitch! Apparently, it calmed her down because she slowed her breathing and just hummed softly in agreement. Legs spread, bare breasts with studs and covered eyes, I took her phone and took some nice photos of her. She felt that I moved away, so she started to move. I flicked the whip at her foot and she quickly stopped, only curling up in slight pain and sighing. With the end of the whip, I ran over her legs and her whole body, I also hit her here and there in ***********ed places. Then I put the whip in her mouth so that she would bite like a dog on a bone, while I decided to take off her soaked thongs. When I slipped them down, wrapped them and licked them and finally tasted them, I couldn’t control myself and began to chase myself. Not with the intention of doing it, but to enjoy the sweet taste here. I noticed that Jen was also starting to do well with one hand and I suddenly stopped her. I put her back on her knees, her head in the pillow, and I tied her hands behind her back with the end of the collar. She was very flexible and I knew that she always wanted to try these practices. I adjusted it a bit so that the butt was turned out at the right angle, I ran my hand from the thigh to the butt and then slapped it. I already had an anal plug in the shape of a diamond ready on the bed, which I first salivated on and then slowly circled it around her ass, it was cold and it irritated her a little, but the mixed feelings made her more and more excited and she was waiting for him to get it inside. I gently started pushing him in and out until he was all the way there. She moaned nicely and wiggled her hips playfully. There was nothing left but to focus on the main program. As Jen later admitted to me, in her life she had never waited so long and so arrogantly for some kind of touch with her dick as that evening, and it excited her all the more. I ran over it with three fingers and pressed my thumb on the anal colic. I gently felt the clitoris and started massaging it. She moaned a couple of times, so I silenced her with a blow across her ass. But I told myself that there was enough hostility and as I like it, it’s time to toughen it up. After all, the cell was already prepared and did not resist anything. So I chose her anal colic and put it on myself. Her ass was already slightly stretched and ready, I drooled a bit on her and started to finger her in her ass. I added more fingers and when I saw that she was ready, he slid her ass and reached for my black dildo. It’s 23 cm and it’s really big, which doesn’t matter because she admitted to me that she already had a couple of big birds and she liked it. She said she wanted to try anal with someone similar in size. I smoked it a little to make it moist, I floated on her ass and started to push it inside. Juice coursed through her body and she began to gasp loudly in excitement and pain. I didn’t want her to disturb me by shouting, so I put a gag in her mouth. Equipped. A little more saliva and we’re on our way. I may have started to be a bit pushy, but Jen was clearly enjoying it. The dildo was already inside after the tip and her ass had spread nicely, a couple of strokes on the sides to distract attention and I started to push it deeper. After about 3 minutes, the whole, 23 cm black dildo, which I rode yesterday, was already there. I changed speeds, fast slow, in and out. Until I noticed that her knees were binding and she was shaking. Did I really bring Jen to an anal orgasm? Yes, she was sighing, flowing and when it seemed that she had calmed down, I started hitting her again and even harder, I didn’t hit her ass either, and I pulled her hair a few times in such a way that I thought I would either break her neck or tear off her braid. When she collapsed on her side from exhaustion after about the third orgasm, I decided that she had had enough. I untied her hands and the gag from her mouth, pulled the blindfold off her eyes. Her makeup was spread all over her face from tears and she was smiling sweetly.