Date: Thu, 14 Jul 2016 23:35:13 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: Ed to Eydie Part 5 Ed to Eydie (part 5) I'm a straight cocksucker – I think – I like girls, not guys, but love to suck cock. It's a confusing mess until a guy I'm blowing wants to be a girl! Enjoy this work of fiction, based on a sub-story of Sucking Scott. –––––––––––––––––––– I awoke with great anticipation of my date with Eydie today. After breakfast I went to Scott's to give him his daily blowjob. It was something we both looked forward to. As I was about to suck Scott, I wondered how many more I would give him. Would dating Eydie change this? It had become a very comfortable and convenient arrangement – one that led me to blow many others and expand my horizons beyond anything a 12 year old boy could anticipate. While some of my classmates would remain virgins for another ten years, I had already had sex with dozens of people, and done things many of my classmates would never experience. I arrive at Eydie's house a few minutes before our planned 10am time and she greeted me at the door, just as lovely as when I first saw her. I took her into my arms and kissed her, and she pulled close to me as we kissed. We walked to the bus stop and waited for the bus to arrive. I noticed that she walked just like a girl – and I loved the way her ass wiggled as she did! We didn't speak of her father's cruelty, but both knew all-too-well what was looming over us. I think we both wanted to put it aside for the day and just enjoy our time together. We held hands as we waited for the bus. When the bus arrived I paid the fare for both of us and we took a seat together. As we rode I looked at Eydie and marveled at how beautiful she was, and wished for a happy future together. I knew it would be a very non-traditional relationship, but one that I truly welcomed. We arrived at our destination and went to a diner for lunch. While we waited for our food, we sat across from each other holding hands and talked about the wonderful time we had yesterday. Eydie began, "I was wondering why you didn't fuck me yesterday when I offered myself to you – didn't you want me?" "Of course I did," I responded but I knew that most of the fucks you had received were rapes, and I want something better for you. I don't want fucking to be something I do TO YOU, but rather WITH YOU." "You are such a dear," she said, "but what led you to rim me the way you did?" "I saw it in a magazine, and thought that you might like it," I replied. "Oh my God yes!" Eydie said, "it was one of the most wonderful things I have ever experienced." "It was my first time doing it," I said, "but really appreciated how clean you are." "My father insisted that I always remain clean," she said, "so none of the men who used me would have to deal with any mess, but they never kissed me there!" "If I had my way you would never have to deal with being used by those guys or your father," I replied. Our food arrived and we enjoyed our burgers and fries, and then left for the movie theater. After selecting a movie and buying our tickets, we proceeded into the theater and took seats in the back half. It wasn't very crowded, and I felt we had pretty good privacy once the lights were out. We kissed for a while and I slipped a hand up Eydie's skirt, feeling her soft inner thigh, inching up her leg. I rubbed her crotch and she sighed with pleasure. After a few minutes Eydie said, "hold on" and I pulled back my hand, wondering if she didn't want my attention there. Eydie reached under her skirt, and pulled down her panties, slipping them off and handing them to me. "I hope you understand what this means," she said. I took that as a really clear "green light" and slipped my hand back up her skirt, taking hold of her and gently squeezing. Eydie was breathing faster, and I continued fondling her throughout the movie, kissing as much as we could. As the movie ended and the lights came on, we remained seated, giving Eydie time for her arousal to diminish so we could safely walk out. Finally Eydie felt comfortable getting up and we walked out of the theater and to the bus stop. "You really know how to arouse a girl," Eydie said. "I enjoy your clitty," I said. "My clitty?" Eydie asked. "Yes, of course," I responded, "a girl has a clitty between her legs, and I see you as my girlfriend, if you will have me as your boyfriend." "Of course I will have you as my boyfriend, and my clitty is yours to enjoy!" she replied. "But I am truly sorry for what I've got you into." "What do you mean?" I asked. "My father is planning to make you another one of his whores, and I don't want that to happen." she said, "so I don't want you to show up on Tuesday night" "But if I don't, it he will be rough on you," I said. "Please promise me you won't come – if you do we'll both regret it," Eydie pleaded. "I'll think about it, but I owe it to you to be there for you," I said. "If you come, you'll be there for my father, not for me!" she insisted. I could think of nothing to say, so I just took her hand and kissed her. The bus arrived and we rode back to Eydie's house. Her father was not expected for a few more hours, so we went to her house. Once inside, I pulled Eydie to me kissed her while holding her close. I led her to the couch and had her lean over the end of the couch. I went behind her and lifted her skirt. Without panties I had a wonderful view of her pretty girlie ass. Eydie spread her feet apart, giving me better access. I spread her cheeks and kissed her deeply, and she moaned with pleasure. I took her clitty in my hand and lovingly fondled her. After a time I backed off, turned Eydie around and taking her clitty into my mouth. She gasped with pleasure as I sucked her. In a few minutes she climaxed, spilling her girl-juice into my mouth. I stood up and she put her arms around my neck and kissed me. "I like your smile," I said. "You sure know how to put a smile on a girl's face," she responded. "I want to make you make you smile often," I continued, "but I better get out of here before your father comes home." We kissed again at the door and I returned Eydie's panties. "Now promise me you won't come on Tuesday night!" she insisted. I reluctantly agreed, but told her I didn't feel right about it. I left and returned home. That night I realized that I was starting to fall in love with Eydie, and didn't know what to do to help her. As I lay in bed I worried about how her father would react when I didn't show, but eventually drifted off to sleep. –––––––––––––––––––– To be continued ... Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com) Please support this website by donating to nifty.org