Date: Sat, 30 Jul 2016 11:00:52 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: Escort for CD Part 7 Escort for CD (part 7) I enjoy dating CDs and have for many years, but it's a hassle finding dates, until I became an escort. Enjoy this work of fiction. –––––––––––––––––––– Mary relaxed and opened her legs. I reached her clitty and found her to already be hard. Her hard clitty fit easily into my palm – I judged it to be perhaps three inches long – a nice size for a girl. The best part was that when I fondled her she became much more passionate in her kissing. I continued to play with her clitty, but didn't want her to cum here. "I like you this way," I said, "but don't want to make you cum soon, so tell me if you are getting close." "It feels so wonderful," confessed Mary, "I hope I can stop you in time, but I'll try." We continued to kiss, not paying much attention to the movie. Throughout the movie I had to occasionally stop playing with Mary's clitty because she getting close to climax. At the end of the movie Mary remained seated as the credits ran and said, "I have to let this go down before we leave." "That won't be necessary," I said. Mary looked shocked and said, "What if people see?" I fondled her to full erection and said, "They won't, now stand up and face me." Reluctantly Mary stood up and I saw there was no hint of tenting on her skirt. "I can feel myself pressing on the inside of the skirt," protested Mary. I took her hand and placed it on the front of her skirt, and she could tell that she wasn't showing. "How did you know that would work?" she asked, as I got up and we walked back into the mall. "Your clitty is very nice," I said, "the perfect size for a girl, but not too big." Mary blushed and said, "Yes, of course, I'm not your first date." "I want you to know that it is safe for you to go without panties nearly anytime you wear a skirt or dress," I said, "but you won't want to in winter!" Mary smiled as we left and went to the car. In the car I removed her panties from my pocket and looked at them. They were silky and medium green in color, almost matching her skirt. I handed them to Mary and told her to put them in her purse. While I drove Mary lifted the front of her skirt, exposing her clitty. I reached over and took her into my hand and gently squeezed as I drove. "I'm glad you like my clitty," said Mary, "I was worried that you wouldn't." "Guys who like girls like you also like your clitty," I assured her, "and I look forward to your clitty providing much enjoyment for both of us!" We arrived at my house and went in. I took Mary into my arms and held her close while I kissed her. Her kissing skills had greatly improved in just a few hours and I thought it was time to move on. "Mary dear," I said, "Please tell me what happens when you cum – do you still feel like being Mary?" Mary frowned and said, "That could be a problem – when I cum it feels wonderful but then I often get this terrible feeling of guilt and shame – I think it would be best if I don't cum when I am with you." "You aren't the only one who experiences that," I said, "and I do want you to cum. We'll wait and do it at the end of our date, and then I'll take you home. We will work on getting you past those bad feelings so you can enjoy the fullness of your climax in the future." "I want to be your girl," said Mary, "in every way!" I led Mary to the bedroom and began to unbutton her blouse. She stopped me, saying, "please, let me leave that on – I feel more femme that way." "Mary dear," I said, "your femininity does not come from your clothing – but we can work on that. Keep them all on for now." Mary thanked me for understanding and I guided her to my bed and had her lay face down on it. I spread her feet apart and lifted her skirt up to her waist, exposing her soft, round buns. I placed my hand on her buns and gently massaged them as Mary let out a moan of delight. I took a bottle of lube and put it on my finger, and then pressed the finger between her cheeks. I ran the finger up and down her crack, and Mary responded by spreading her legs further. I briefly paused at her tender rosebud and then moved on. Finally I returned to her rosebud and pressed gently, not entering, but gently stimulating. "Bill, that's wonderful!" Mary said, "I'm yours!" I removed my finger and put lube on several fingers and then returned to Mary's eager rosebud and pressed a finger in. She let out a gasp and I slowly worked it in and out of her before inserting a second finger. Once the second finger was in her I began wiggling them and Mary turned on her side and kissed me passionately, her tongue digging deep into my mouth. I was able to move with Mary so my fingers remained in her, continuing to wiggle. We continued to kiss, then I pulled away and saw Mary's petite clitty fully hard, looking like she really needed to cum. Continuing to wiggle my fingers in her just a few inches away I took her clitty into my mouth and tapped on her prostate as I sucked. In only a few minutes Mary climaxed, giving me her juice. I held her clitty motionless without sucking as she drained. I pulled off her, withdrew my fingers and told her to just stay there. I got up and went to the bathroom to wash my hands. I would have to teach Mary about anal hygiene, but for now I wasn't going to fuss about a little messiness. I returned to the bed and lay next to Mary, spooning. I told her to just relax and enjoy my caring for her. We drifted off to a nice nap. After an hour I awoke to her kissing me. "I wasn't sure Mary would still be with me after your climax," I said. "The way you comforted me made recovery very quickly," Mary said. "The bad feelings you have after climax are your conscience trying to tell you that it was wrong," I said, "but we both know it is right – so in time you will get over it, and most of the time we will be able to lovingly caress after you climax." "I really liked your fingers in me," said Mary, "but I probably wasn't very clean." "There are many anal pleasures in store for you," I explained, "so you need to learn proper hygiene. Get yourself an enema bag and learn to douche before a date. It can be a little messy, so you may want to take a shower right afterwards. "Will you make love to me?" Mary asked. "Not right away," I said, "we have a lot of other things to do first." I told Mary I would introduce her to my friend who does makeovers, and she said she would love to have a full makeover. I told her we would plan on one in the near future. Mary put her panties back on and I drove her home. We went in, and in full sight of Sally, I kissed Mary's hand and thanked her for a wonderful time. Mary smiled and thanked me as well. I left, satisfied that Sally had no idea of just how far Mary had progressed. –––––––––––––––––––– 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