J ust how girlie could Kerry be? That dominated my thinking. The only non-girlie part of her I'd encountered was her cock – everything else was completely girlie. I wondered how much of the unseen part of Kerry was girlie. I imagined her being completely a girl – except for the cock. That was my hope, outrageous as it might be. But I needed to find out.

When I saw Kerry at school, I began my inquiry with, "You look and act entirely like a girl, but is it just the clothes, or are you girlie underneath your clothes?"

"Why don't you stop by after school and you can see for yourself?" she offered, and I immediately accepted.

After school I arrived at Kerry's and was greeted by Ken, who said, "Kerry is waiting for you in her bedroom – have a good time."

I went to Kerry's room and knocked on the door. Kerry opened the door and was dressed in only a shear robe that revealed a black bra and panties underneath. She sure looked girlie to me. I approached and took her into my arms, kissing her.

"Let me give you a closer look," she said, slipping the robe off, allowing it to drop to the floor. Her skin was so soft and smooth – I loved to run my hands over her.

"Unhook my bra," she said, "That's your job."

That sounded like a pretty good job to have, though I'd never done it before. I reached behind Kerry and fumbled at the hook and eventually got it loose – I'd have to get a lot more practice at this.

Kerry slipped the bra off. To my surprise, the bra didn't contain any padding – it contained real breasts! They weren't really big, but they were real. "Put your hands on them," said Kerry.

For the first time in my life I felt breasts directly, not just through clothing. Kerry moaned and said, "That feels nice – squeeze them harder."

I never had a girl ask me to feel them – and Kerry seemed to really appreciate it! "Why not suck my nipples and see if they are real enough?"

I moved a hand off her left breast and brought my mouth to the nipple. This was way beyond my experience, but I loved every moment of it. I sucked, never having imagined doing any such thing, but enjoying every moment of it.

"You better do the other one," Kerry said, "Just to be fair." I smiled as I moved to the right nipple and gave it a similar amount of attention.

"You are even more girlie than I expected," I said, standing up and kissing her. As I held her, I slipped my hand down and touched one of her buns, surprised to discover that they were bare – she was wearing a thong!

"I'll be those buns of yours are very kissable," I said.

"So you're an ass-man, are you?" she responded with a smile, "You can kiss my ass all you like."

She turned around, showing me her lovely bottom! I felt like I was in some kind of dream world. I dropped to my knees and kissed one cheek, then the other, alternating back and forth, each time getting closer to her crack. I'd wondered what it was like to rim a girl, and now the opportunity was right in my face!

I'd fantasized about this, but now that I had the opportunity I hesitated. I wanted it, but it seemed like a really dirty thing to do – what if she wasn't clean – that would be really gross!

I tentatively licked her crack – a little at first, then extending my tongue deeper, and going from bottom to top, as Kerry moaned, encouraging me to go further.

Then she reached back, pulled the thong strap to the side and spread her cheeks, exposing her tender pink pucker. I'd seen that in online porn, but never in real life! I was hard as a rock and filled with desire. I pressed my lips to her pucker and extended my tongue into her. She pressed back against my face, as if to make me go deeper. I was delighted that there was nothing at all unpleasant. I could smell a faint aroma of soap and perfume, but nothing more. I continued to rim Kerry until I got tired, and then pulled back.

Kerry turned to face me, and I saw her panties bulging, but instead of freaking me out, it looked wonderfully sexy to me. I put my hands on her hips and pulled her to me, kissing her panty bulge. Kerry moaned and ran her hands through my hair, continuing to moan. I knew I wanted Kerry and didn't care what kind of girl she was – she was the girl I wanted!

I slipped my fingers under the waistband of her panties and pulled them down, releasing her hard little cock. It was only about three inches long but fully aroused. I took her into my mouth, surprised at how right it felt. I wasn't quite sure what to do, but Kerry began to stroke in and out, and soon she came in my mouth. It was a really strong taste – not bad, but unlike anything else. I suppose I should have been shocked, or perhaps ashamed, but I felt like I'd done well – bringing my girl to climax. Kerry pulled out and I swallowed.

"I'm so sorry," she said, "You got me so turned on that I just couldn't help myself."

I got up and she kissed me, darting her tongue into my mouth.

"Don't be sorry," I said, "If I aroused you enough to lose control then I've done a pretty good job."

"You sure have!" she agreed, "Are you okay with what happened?"

"I never expected I'd ever do anything like this," I answered, "But yes, and I want you completely."

"That's a really big step for you," she said, "And I'm so glad you took it. Until now I've always been a little worried you might reject me."

"Not a chance," I assured her, "And if you'll have me, I'd like you to be my steady girlfriend." Kerry kissed me and agreed.

"I have an idea," I said, "Would it be okay with you if we called what is between your legs a clitty?"

"That's perfect!" she said, "I never wanted a cock anyway, and you sure know how to make my clitty feel wonderful."

From that point on I thought of Kerry entirely as a girl. Some would say that I'd given her a blowjob, but for me, I was simply going down on my girlfriend, and it was a lot better than any stinky pussy!

Kerry insisted on sucking me off, and of course I offered no resistance.

I returned home afterward, now completely confident in our relationship.

  To be continued . . .

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