Adapting

ADAPTING-6

The next morning I awoke to hear Andre in the shower. I lay back in bed, feeling exhausted from all the sex and sucking from the night before. Andre was like an animal, her drive to please was unmatched by any man I'd ever dated. My nipples ached pleasantly, my neck shinned bright red from the hickies she gave me, and my vagina felt like someone had detached it and threw it through the spin cycle before replacing it back where it belonged. All I could do was lay there and rest, I was too physically tired to even get up to pee.

When the shower stopped Andre came in her robe and a towel draped over her head. I lay back in bed as she dried her short boy-cut hair, expecting to finally catch her without any clothes on. But when Andre finished drying, she chucked the towel aside and reached for her sweat pants. She turned her back to me as she slipped into the sweats. When she took off the bath robe she was already wearing a wife beater t-shirt. I could easily see the long thick imprint of her swinging dick between her legs, prompting me to wonder if she had showered with it on?

"Good morning sleepy head!" she smiled, headed towards me.

"Hi..." I said, sitting up as the covers dropped down to expose my tender breasts. I could see her eyes zeroing in on them as a hungry vampire would a young maiden's supple neck.

"How'r you feeling?" she asked, sitting on the edge of the bed to put on her socks and Timbz. "How's yur eye...?"

"Fine." I said, totally distracted watching Dre' get dressed. Here she was fully dressed again while I was still stark naked...

"What you gonna do today...?" she asked, tying her shoes, completely oblivious to what I was feeling.

"I'm going home!" I said, flinging back the covers as I got out of bed and headed for the bathroom.

"Why? I thought you were staying here...!" she asked, as I brisk by her. "What happened since last night...?"

"Nothing!" I said, slamming the bathroom door as I sat on the toilet to pee. I was startled when she burst in on me before I was finished.

"Then why'r you leaving? Are you going back to Donald?" she asked, staring at me on the toilet.

"No...!" I answered, unsure.

"I thought we agreed..."

"WE didn't agree to anything!" I interrupted. "I'm going to my mother's house..., okay?" I asked, hoping that would be sufficient enough to give me some privacy.

"Why?" she asked, sounding like a broken record.

"I..." I started, feeling trapped. "...I just need some time to myself..., away from Donald..., and you!"

"What did I do...?" she asked, sounding hurt.

"Nothing...!" I said frustrated as I unrolled some tissue. "I just need to think things through! To have a little privacy...!"

"And you can't do that here?" she asked, folding her arms as if she didn't believe me.

"Look..." I said, throwing the used tissue in the bowl before flushing. "...I just broke up with my boyfriend..., no, excuse me, my ex-fiancée! And I don't know yet if I'm ready to just jump with both feet into another relationship..., especially one with a gay female!"

"Did I ever pressure you for a relationship?" asked Andre, as I breezed by her again to get my clothes. "All I did was offer you a safe place to crash if you wanted to get away from ole boi! I wasn't asking for yur hand in marriage! Get over yurself!"

"Oh, really...?" I asked, grabbing up my clothes off the floor. "Then what was all that you can stay here for as long as you want' stuff? What was that you can move in right now if you want' if you wasn't trying to pigeon hold me into a committed relationship?"

"I was just trying to be nice!" said Andre, getting pissed. "Offering some help to someone who's obviously homeless and in need of a little charity!"

"Homeless?! Charity??!!" I asked, offended. "Let me tell you something miss thang..., I don't need no one's charity! I have a home!"

"What..., with yur mommy?" asked Andre, hitting a nerve.

"At least my mother wants me home!" I said, hitting a nerve right back. "At least I didn't get kicked out of my house when I was 15 to live with god knows who!"

"No..., but from where I stand you haven't progressed much past 15 either!" countered Dre'.

"Fuck you, ANDREA!" I yelled, putting emphases on her real name. "That's right, I called you ANDREA...! I have a news flash for you..., -you're a GIRL! Not a boy! Wake up and smell the coffee bitch!"

"Didn't seem to matter too much when I was hittin' that spot for you last night, now did it?" asked Andrea, trying to prove a point.

"Fuck this!" I said, putting on my clothes. "If I wanted all this fucking drama I would've stayed at Donald's! I might as well be with a REAL MAN!"

"Well he can have yur sorry ass!" said Andrea, opening the front door for me. "That is if he'll take yur cheating ass back!"

"You ain't shit!" I yelled, grabbing my purse. "You not a REAL MAN!!"

"Kick rocks, you crazy bitch!" yelled Andrea.

"Oh I got your crazy...!" I said, rushing into her. I caught Andrea by surprise as we both tumbled backwards into her wall unit before crashing to the floor. She was trying to hold me back, keeping me from scratching her eyes out by holding me down next to her. But my goal wasn't to scratch or mane her, I wanted something much more drastic as I tugged at her baggy pants, ripping out her hard rubber dick. "You think you're a man because you wear this plastic dick night and day...?" I asked, scambling to my feet. "...you ain't nothing but another bitch without it!" I said, waving it around in the air to taunt her.

"Give it back...!" ordered Andrea, getting up on her feet.

"What bitch? I can't hear you without your dick!" I laughed, playing keep away.

"Give it back to me!!" yelled Andrea, getting angry.

"Fuck you! You wanted crazy...? I'll give you crazy...!!" I said, throwing her dick out the window. Andrea ran pass me as she watched her big 12" dildo hit the ground and bounce onto the sidewalk. I laughed so hard as I watched her hanging halfway out the window, staring down at her manhood lying in the street detached from her body.

The laughter stopped however when she turned around. Chills ran up my spine when I saw how angry she looked. I had never seen that look in her eyes before as she ran over and grabbed a fistful of my hair and started to hank me around like a ragdoll.

"Bitch...! I could kill you for that! Do you know how much that thing cost?!!" she screamed, dragging me across the floor like a caveman. Before I knew it I was outside in her hallway, lying face down on the hard carpeted floor. "Stay the fuck away from me, Cheryl! If you ever come back around me, I'll kick yur ass so bad you'd think you were related to Rodney King!" she threatened before going after her expensive dick.

I got up off the floor, adjusting myself and tucking my personals back into their perspective slots before spitting on her door. I knew Andrea could have kicked my ass if she really wanted to. I knew I had gone overboard by throwing her precious dick into the street, but once I get started I can't seem to help myself.

I tried to leave her building discreetly, but she was yelling at me in the street as she brushed off her dick and tucked it under her arm like a salami. "If you come back I'll get my girl Gina to whip yur ass again!"

"Kiss my ass, bitch!" I yelled, walking up the street.

"Take yur stank ass back home to yur mommy, hoe!" yelled Andrea.

"I got yur HOE right here, bitch!" I said, pointing at my pussy.

"That's okay..., I could drive a Mack truck through that opening of yurs!" yelled Dre'.

"Fuck you!" I yelled, as people drove by on their way to work.

"Skank!"

"DYKE!!"

SCENE

By the time I got to my mothers' I was pissed. Andrea had left 3 nasty messages on my cell phone, not to mention the ones Donald left from last night threatening to beat Andre's ass if he ever found out where he lived. The thought crossed my mind to tell Donald exactly where Andrea lived so he could go over there and beat the shit out of her..., but I decided against it. What would he think once he found out Andre was a woman? I'd never hear the end of it!

My life had always been full of drama. My dad left my mother when I was young, I saw my mom date countless men over the years, none of them amounting to anything. I'd seen my aunts and girlfriends fucked over and used by men, impregnated and dumped all in the same year. I vowed nothing like that would ever happen to me, and in the process made life a living hell for any man that came along. I don't know where Andrea fits in that equation, she's not really a guy, but she has so many of their mannerisms that it sometimes gets hard to separate her from them.

I knew I had been tripping when I started that fight earlier today. I was out of line throwing her prized possession out the window. Who am I to tell someone to wake up and smell the coffee when I'm not too sure of my own sexuality?

My mother was home when I got there. Donald had called her up and told her the sorted details his sister told him about finding me in bed at his apartment with another man. My mom jumped in on me as soon as I walked into the house. She loved Donald, treating him like the beloved son she never had. I of course was nothing more than a mere vessel for her grandchildren to run through once he and I were married.

"Girl what the hell have you gone and done now...?!" asked my mom, following me up to my room. "How the hell are you going to sleep with another man in your man's bed...??! Is that how I raised you to be???"

"This is none of your concern, mom..." I said as calmly as I could, too tired to fight any more.

"Oh no...? It's none of MY concern when you come in here looking like someone just dragged your ass through the streets? Your boyfriend called me telling me how badly you hurt him last night...! That boy really cares for you, girl! And you want to run around cheating on him with some man!?"

"Where was all of this concern when Donald cheated on ME, mom??" I screamed out of frustration. "You didn't bat an eyelash when I told you he cheated...!"

"All men cheat, girl..., that's just something you've got to get used to...!" advised mom.

"Fuck that! I'm not YOU!" I said, going into my room with tears streaking my bruised face.

"I'm not trying to run your life, Cheryl..." said mom, sounding more sensitive. "...but it's rare that you find a man as good as Donald..., one who wants to take care of you! Don't mess things up by holding grudges against him for being what he is..., -a MAN! You'll find out as you get older that all men wander..., it's in their nature! They're dogs! They feel as if they have to plant their seeds in as many females as possible! But what really matters is that he comes home to you at the end of the day! Those are words to live by, baby..., that's what MY mother told me when I was your age!"

And with that my mother slowly closed the door, leaving me alone with my thoughts. Maybe mom was right? Maybe it's too much to ask for to expect a man to be faithful? Maybe they were meant to impregnate every woman in the tribe while a woman could only get pregnant by one man! Life sucked! I had to sleep on it.

When I woke up a few hours later I was starving. I went downstairs and fixed me a late breakfast. Mom was gone, but her reasoning was starting to make sense to me. Donald wasn't completely bad, I thought of the vacations we took, the fun we had going out to eat or to clubs, the family picnics in the park, the Sunday drives to nowhere in particular, and all the shopping sprees he took me on. Yes he showed me love in a lot of ways, but could I really forgive him cheating?

After eating I showered and dressed, applying makeup to my eye for the first time. I was able to mask some of the bruising as I styled my hair to fall over the problem. I tried calling my girlfriend Tonia to see if she was available to talk, as I needed a ride to Donald's place. When she didn't answer her cell phone (very unlike her) I called for a taxi, and had him take me directly to Donald's apartment building.

I was nervous as I got out of the cab. I wasn't sure if Donald was home or not, as he parks behind the building in the tenant's parking garage. I went into the building and pressed for the elevator. I came up with an excuse incase he was home, but I was praying that he wasn't.

I still had my keys to his apartment as I fished them out of my purse. I got to his door and took a deep breath before unlocking it and going in. Immediately I could sense something was wrong. There were half empty wine glasses on the table, and what looked like a scattering of clothes on the floor leading into the bedroom. My head stopped beating as I looked at the bedroom door, anticipating what I would find if I barged in.

I thought twice about going in, knowing there was a good chance of a repeat from before. The first time I caught Donald cheating had been with some girl from his job. He thought I was at work (forgetting that I had a doctor's appointment that day). When I came home early, I found them sleeping it off in our bed, resting peacefully as if they were used to sleeping next to each other. She looked real comfortable taking my place..., that is until she felt that lamp crash into her head! Blood was everywhere, but I knew that bitch would think twice before she slept with another woman's man!

Before I knew it I was standing in front of Donald's bedroom door. I could hear soft music, giggling, and moans on the other side of the door as anger suddenly replaced my fears. A rush of adrenaline passed through me as I kicked in the door. The cheaters never heard me over their own involvement as I saw Donald's naked brown ass humping up and down between some girls' spread legs. She was moaning about how good his dick felt between kisses. I walked over to the radio and smashed it to the floor!

"What the fuck...??!" yelled Donald, jumping up to see what the noise was. When he saw me, his face drained of all its natural brown color. "Cheryl...!!??"

"Oh my god...!" said the woman in the bed. I was so focused on Donald that I hadn't even paid her any attention. She looked at me, then tried to hide her face in shame. I took a double take as I ripped the covers off the bed.

"TONIA...??!!" I cried, not believing my own eyes.

"I'm sorry, Cheryl...! I'm sorry...!!" she yelled, jumping out of the bed completely naked as she tried to run for the bathroom. But I blocked her path by jumping in front of her. "It's not what you think...!" she tried to defend, looking at the shocked look on my face as I looked her nakedness up and down. "I mean..., it didn't start out this way!" she re-stated. "Donald called me up all upset over what happened between you..., when I tried to call you your phone was off! I didn't know where you were so I came over to talk to Donald...!"

"You came to my man's apartment to talk to him about me...?" I asked, sounding suspicious.

"I was trying to help..., really!" she said, her eyes all wet with tears. "Then we started drinking..., and talking about how lonely we were..."

"And then you fucked him!" I said, finishing her long drawn out story.

"I didn't mean to..., it just happened...!" she defended, stupidly.

"Oh..., his dick just happened out of his pants and into your kootchy?" I asked, sarcastically.

"Cheryl, please..." said Tonia, sounding pathetic. "...you didn't want him anyway..."

"You fucking whore...!" I yelled, slapping her across the face. Tonia's head flew around, her earrings shooting across the room like missiles before Donald jumped in to break it up. "Take your cheating ass hands OFF OF ME!!" I yelled, twisting out of his grasp.

"YOU should talk!" he said, coming after me again.

"If you value those things you call balls you'll keep as far away from me as possible while I'm beating this bitch's ass...!" I warned. Donald stopped in his tracks as he covered his bare genitals and backed away. Tonia was holding her stinging face as I took off my own earrings..., "I'm not through with YOU yet, bitch...!" I said, before going after her with my nails.

I don't know how long the fight lasted before the cops got there, but Tonia and I were arrested for domestic fighting and disturbing the peace. We were taken down to the police station to cool off. The entire time Tonia kept crying and begging for my forgiveness. We'd been friends since junior high school, and this was the first physical fight we ever had together.

I hated her! I wanted her to die! How could she betrayal me after so many years of sisterhood? All over some dick! Some so-so dick at that! I would have done anything for her, and now she was literally sleeping with the enemy!

After a few hours the cops let us go. They didn't chage us with anything, they just wanted us some time to chill out and calm down. I was at the front desk retrieving my belongings when Andre came in looking to bail me out. "Cheryl...!" she called as I turned around. "...you okay, gurl? I came as soon as I could!"

"I'm alright..." I said, having had left a message on her cell phone while in the back of the police car. "...there're letting us go."

"Damn gurl..., I can't leave you alone for a minute, can I?" she asked, escorting me out of the station.

Outside sat Donald, leaning against his car waiting (for who, I don't know). When he saw me and Andre, he tensed up.

"uh..., Dre'..." I said, watching Donald walk over towards us. "...that's my ex...!" I said as Donald came over and grabbed my arm.

"Let's go, Cheryl!" he said, pulling me away.

"Yo..., hold up, hommie! She ain't going with you!" said Andre, stepping between us.

"This's between my girlfriend and me!" said Donald, turning to face Andre.

"I don't believe she's yur girlfriend, anymore!" said Andre.

"Who is this, Cheryl...?" asked Donald, looking pass Andre.

"Yo..., I'm right here, homs! You don't have to ask her anything!" said Andre.

"Will yall stop! We're in front of a police station...!" I reminded them.

"Tell your friend goodbye, Cheryl!" said Donald, taking my hand.

"Touch her again and see what happens!" threatened Andre.

"What you going to do, little man...?" asked Donald (6' to Andre's 5'7").

Without warning Andre gut punched Donald, bringing him to his knees.

"C'mon...!" said Andre, grabbing my hand as she led me to her parked car. I saw Tonia coming out of the police station, running to Donald's side as he gasped for breath.

"I better not catch you on the streets, hommie...!" yelled Donald, leaning on Tonia's shoulder as she helped him back to his car (bitch never learns..., looks like she needs another beatdown!).

"Anytime, asshole!" said Andre, pushing me into the car as she got in behind me.

"Come on now man, if you so bad! Get out of the car! Hit me while I'm looking this time! Faggot!" yelled Donald, getting his second wind as he stepped out into the street. Andre reached into her glove compartment and pulled out a handgun...

"Dre'...!!" I yelled, grabbing her arm as she reached for the door handle. "...he not worth it, girl! Just drive! Get me the hell out of here!" I pleaded.

Andre took pity on me and shoved the gun back into the glove box. Donald was yelling for me to get out of the car as Andre started the engine.

"If you leave with him it's over, for real this time!" he shouted as Andre pulled off, flipping him the bird as we drove by.

SCENE

I explained everything to Andre as we drove. I told her about my conversation with my mother, and how she talked me into getting back with Donald. I told her how I sensed something amiss when I got there, how I caught him and my best friend in bed together. I told her about the big fight, and being dragged out of the apartment complex in handcuffs.

Andre listened as I talked, she didn't ask too many questions as we drove around aimlessly. After about an hour we pulled into a mall parking lot. I was confused as I looked around to get my baring.

"What're we doing here...?" I asked.

"We need to talk!" said Andre, cutting the engine. "I like you..., a lot!" she said, turning towards me. "But you have too much drama! I can't be involved with someone who doesn't want to be with me..., who doesn't know her or isn't comfortable with her sexuality! I've been out too long to chase after a woman who wants a man one minute, and me the next! It's too confusing, for me, for you, and for the other guy yur fucking!"

"So..., what're you saying...?" I asked curiously, my heart suddenly pounding a mile a minute.

"I don't think we should see each other anymore..." she said, diverting her eyes.

"You're breaking up with me...?" I asked, disbelieving my own ears.

"It's for the best!" she said.

"Best for who?" I asked. "You? You pick me up in a STRAIGHT bar, pretending to be something you're not..., and you're faulting ME for not being more in-tuned to my sexuality? What kind of lesbian shit is that?!" I asked, emotionally. "You turn me out, ruining everything I was ever taught about being a heterosexual woman..., and now you want to leave me? To turn your back on me because I cause too much drama?!" I could see Andre was speechless. "Well let me tell you something miss Thang..., you're not without your own issues!" I added, making her think. "I have yet to see your entire body naked..., it's as if your ashamed of your own body or something! And you wear that damn rubber dick everywhere you go..., like that makes you a real man or something! No matter how much you wear that thing, no matter how big it is or how much it costs..., you're still a woman! A LESBIAN woman fucking another woman!" I finished, getting out of the car in the middle of nowhere.

Andre got out after me...

"Where'r you going...?" she asked, following me towards the mall.

"Go away!" I yelled, trying to hide my tears as I wiped my eyes dry. "I cause too much drama, remember?!"

"What do you think THIS is...?" asked Andre, running up behind me. "C'mon..., at least let me drive you home!"

"No!" I said, pulling away. But Andre wouldn't take no for an answer as he pulled me back into her arms.

"I didn't mean to hurt yur feelings..." she said, brushing the hair from my face to see my watery eyes. "I thought you'd be relieved to see me go..."

"Why would you think that...?" I asked. "I left with you, not Donald!"

"We're always fighting..." said Andre, wiping my tears away. "...I don't want to be in a relationship where we're fighting all the time!"

"Me neither..." I said, sniffling.

Andre leaned inward, kissing me on the lips in the middle of traffic. For the first time I didn't care what people thought as I gave in and accepted her kiss. She wrapped her arm around my waist and pulled me closer. I could feel her hardon pressing into my inner thigh as my body began to warm.

"Want to go home...?" she asked, breaking the kiss as people started to stare.

"To my mom's...?" I asked.

"Naw..., to OUR place!" she said, taking my hand as she led me back to her car.

Back at Andre's apartment we made love like never before. Andrea undressed completely, allowing me to see her body naked. I was surprised to see she had a beautiful body underneath all those baggy clothes she wears. Her breasts were nearly as large as mine. The dildo hung down low between her legs, attached to a harness wrapped around her waist. "Take that off..." I insisted. Andrea hesitated, but slowly complied as she slid the strap-on down off her thighs. It hit the floor like a baby falling from its cradle.

Andrea and I kissed, naked and raw for the first time. I thought I would feel weird making out with another woman, but I didn't see Andrea as a female..., but as a sexual being of whom I was strongly attracted to.

She laid me down onto the bed, kissing her way down my neck and across my breasts. She suckled my nipples one at a time, leaving wet trails down my stomach as she nestled her face between my legs. I gasped as she licked my clitoris, causing my entire body to tingle. She reached up and grabbed my tits, kneading them like dough as she ate me up from the bottom up.

Occasionally I'd look down as she stared up at me, her eyes focused on my pleasure. She flick her tongue over my clit, causing goose bumps to break out all over me, then she's suck on it like a piece of candy, making me squirm and moan as I grew wetter and more moist. I could feel my first orgasm coming on strong as Dre' suctioned my vagina and fingered me at the same time. I humped up against her face, grabbing hold of her head as I fucked. I squeezed my eyes shut as I started to cum, my entire being centered around the explosion in my uterus. Andrea sucked up everything, leaving nothing to spill. When I came down off my high, I pulled her up from my crotch.

"What'r you doing...?" she asked, following my lead, her face wet with my juices. "...I wasn't finished down there yet,,,,"

"It's time I returned the favor...!" I said, flipping her on her back.

"No..., I don't want my pussy ate...!" she objected.

I ignored her as I kissed my way down her chest, stopping at her tits as I suckled her plump nipples. Andrea stifled a moan as I sucked hard on her tits, wanting to give her some of the same pleasures she had given me. "Cheryl..., you don't have to do this..." she continued to object, "...I like pleasing you...!"

"Just shut up and enjoy it...!" I said, smiling up at her before licking my way across her flat stomach and down into her wild pube area.

Andrea didn't trim herself like I did, her pubic hair grew wildly as sifted through her garden, finding her moist patch.

Andrea looked frightened as I settled between her legs. I was having my own issues as I faced my first vagina. I looked down at it as if it was a foreign object. I had always been a strictly-dickly girl, I had no idea how to satisfy a women orally. Give me a dick any day of the week and I'll show you how t make a man's eyes roll up into their sockets.

But as a woman I knew what I liked having done to me, so I figured I'd do the same to her as I closed my eyes, held my breath, and dove in.

Immediately I was struck with how different sucking a man off was to eating a woman. While you have to lick and suck your way up and down a man's dick to get it wet, a woman is already moist. Sticking my tongue in Dre's pussy was like sticking my mouth in a bowl of pudding. I was surprised by the slightly salty taste which wasn't much different from the sweet taste of a man's pre-cum. As I became more and more used to it, I began to eat her stronger, licking up and down between the folds of skin and sucking hard on her clitoris.

Andrea did her best not to moan as she squirmed around on the bed, trying to avoid my mouth. Occasionally she would lock her thighs on my head, trying to keep me from the prize as I pry her legs apart and suck harder.

"Shit gurl..., where you learn to eat like that...?!" she finally said, unable to hold back any longer.

"Watching YOU!" I said, lifting up off of her clit for just a moment before diving back down on it.

Andrea lay back in bed, openly moaning as she ran her fingers through my hair. I could feel her started to hump up against me as she stated to fuck my face. I was so into pleasing her that I started to bite her clit, sending her into orbit as she grabbed my head and pulled me away.

"What's wrong..." I asked, confused. "...did I do it right...?"

"You were great...!" she said, kissing me on the lips, tasting her own juices. "...but I want some more of you...!"

With that Dre' pulled me into 69 position. I felt her head move between my legs as she latched her mouth to my vagina and started sucking. I felt as if someone had attached a Hover to my clit as Andrea went to town, turned on by my own selfless display to get her off.

I returned the favor by forcing my own head between her legs. We lay side by side, eating each other's vaginas as we locked our bodies together in a knot. I could feel Andrea's fingers sliding into me, and I mimicked her every move. She gasped openly when my first finger entered. I could feel her vaginal walls clamp down on me. I licked and sucked at her clit as she started to hump me. I could feel her forcing 4 fingers into my cunt, stretching me side as she drilled me without a dildo. Her fingers felt slick and smooth, moving in and out as if tailor designed for the act. I added an second finger to hers, her pussy was much tighter than mine as she wasn't as used to being penetrated. I could hear her gasping in pain as I finger fucked her, keeping her on edge with my flickering tongue just to keep her interested. Andrea started breathing hard, panting like a perched dog as she became more and more wet. I rolled over on top of her, burying my head in her cunt as I pumped my hand back and forth. Andrea spread her legs voluntarily, giving me more room to maneuver. She pulled my ass down onto her face, reattaching her mouth to my clit as we continued to devour each other.

I pulled my head up from between Andrea's legs for a breather. Her pussy was all wet and drippy, her clit looked slightly swollen from all the sucking. I slapped her vagina with my hand (a trick I learned from one of my boyfriends when he used to eat me out), Andrea gasped as she groaned into my cunt. I mashed myself down onto her face as I slapped her pussy again, gently. I knew from experience how this sudden jolt sends shivers up your spine. I watched with amazement as Andrea's pussy started to contract and wink, pressing out more juices as she came on herself.

I bent forward and started licking her slit, tasting her essence as Andrea squirmed underneath me. I know knew why men loved eating my pussy so much. Andrea locked her arms around my waist and French kissed my cunt for the next 10 minutes until I came in her mouth and all over her face. When we were done cumming we fell back onto the bed in opposite directions. I could still feel Andrea's fingers moving in and out of my vagina, toying with me and keeping my body awake with sensations.

"That was the first time I came that way..." she admitted, looking down at me. "I've always been the aggressor..., I've never had a women eat me like that before!"

"Now you know how it feels!" I teased, sheepishly. "How did you like it?"

"It was great! But I still prefer to do the pleasing!" she said, honestly. "The important question is how did YOU like it?"

"It was definitely different!" I admitted. "But I liked making you feel good and watching you squirm!" I smiled. "I could definitely get used to it!"

"I don't know if my pussy could handle it!" joked Andrea, getting up out of bed to retrieve her dick. "Don't you miss Hector?"

"Hector...?" I laughed, as she put her strap-on back on. "Is that his name?"

"Yeah..., this puertorican gurl I used to fuck named it for me! Said it reminded her of her ex-boyfriend Hector!" she said as she resumed her place back on the bed, holding her gigantic dick upward.

"You don't need to wear that thing around everywhere you go to be who you are..." I said, climbing up on top of her. "...we can leave it here at home where it belongs while we're out in public! I love you for who you are..., not for what you've got between your legs!"

"You love me...?" she asked, looking up at me. "Kew..., cuz I love you too!" she added, pulling me down for a kiss as she slipped the head of her dick into my cunt.

I gasped in her mouth as it sank inside me, stretching my walls wide. We kissed and swapped spit with our tongues as our breasts rubbed together. Andrea's hands roamed all over my back and ass, slapping my butt cheeks as I rode her dick and get the shaft all wet with my juices.

We fucked all day, pleasing each other in every way possible. When we weren't fucking we ordered out and ate in bed while watching old movies. The next day I officially moved out of Donald's apartment and into Andrea's. Donald acted distraught to my leaving, claiming he still loved me and wanted to marry me. I admit that I still had feelings for him too, but only time would tell if we were meant to be together. In the meantime I told him to have fun with Tonia. Tonia could have his two minute premie ass..., I now had someone who satisfied my every need emotionally, spiritually, and definitely physically!

I went back to work a few days later with a doctor's note to explain my absence. I introduced Andre as my new boyfriend to my mother. Mom couldn't tell the difference, believing Andrea was really a man. She understood that Donald wasn't ready for a long term relationship, and was sorry to hear that Tonia and I were no longer best friends. She warned me about women, and how they can't be trusted around your man. I told mom at that I didn't have to worry about that with Andre, that we had an understanding against all that drama. Mom just smiled and advised me to enjoy it for as long as I can.

After a few months of living together, Andrea and I decided to get a bigger apartment together to hold all of my clothes. We'll start searching soon as we are stepping over things to get around the room. I started off believing that men were dogs, and that I would end up spending my life alone with no one to love. If someone had come up to me and told me that I would find happiness in the arms of a lesbian woman, I would have cursed them out and kicked their ass. But now I find myself rushing home to be by her side, ready for that big 12 inch dick she likes to fuck me with, and for that sweet vagina I love sucking and making cum!

tHE eND

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