Severigne

There were soldiers stationed in the woods around where I grew up in the Slovenian hills. I think they were UN Peacekeepers who were stationed there following the Serbo-Croat war, but I didn't pay much attention to politics in those days.

No, my interest was a handsome young soldier named Roberto. I liked to fantasize that he was my boyfriend and that we would marry one day. He was Italian with curly black hair, dark, brooding eyes and a slim, muscular physique. I used to flirt with him in the town square when he was there on market days, and I could tell by the way he smiled at me and touched my hand that he liked me and -- more than that -- wanted me. The physical contact of his hand on my waist or hip was like electricity, awakening something in my body. His overly intimate touch and his flirty compliments made me feel desirable and pretty. He told me he had a girlfriend back home in Northern Italy. But she wasn't here obviously, in my little town nestled in the foothills of the Carpathian mountains, so that was her loss.

One hot summer's afternoon he took my hand and said something like "Let's go for a walk. You could show me the woods around here." My Italian isn't good but I could tell by his gestures what he was suggesting.

I loved that idea, and had an exciting little frisson of excitement run through my body as I thought about the possibilities of some intimate time alone with him. Severigne smiled at me and I winked back at her. She was my best friend and so she already knew that I was secretly hoping something like this would happen.

The pathway snaked through the long grass up into the hills where the air was noticeably cooler as we climbed. He followed me under the olive trees into the woods where there was a shady green clearing which used to be my secret place to hide when I was a child. Now, as a 19-year old woman, it was incredibly exciting to do what I used to dream about -- bringing a handsome man here to be alone together with just the sound of the wind in the trees.

In the dappled sunshine he held me close and looked me in the eyes for a long moment. Then we kissed. I willingly let him kiss me on the lips, in a way nobody had ever kissed me before, except perhaps Severigne when we were practicing together that one time. Well, more than once, actually. But more of that later.

His lips were soft, and I let him slip his tongue into my mouth. I liked the feel of his hands which -- now that we were away from the curious stares of the townspeople and my inquisitive friends -- I allowed to roam freely over my body while our mouths were locked together. I put my arms up around his neck, giving him complete freedom to explore the shape of my waist and hips. I liked the sensation of his hands on my body. They strayed down my back and he started to explore my behind. I didn't resist -- in fact I tightened my arms around his neck and opened my mouth to kiss him more passionately, signaling that I was giving him full permission to touch me. My skirt suddenly felt inadequately short, but I didn't stop him when he fondled my bottom, nor even when he cupped my bra-less breasts through my thin summer blouse. It was exciting. I had never been with a man before like this and I was extremely curious to know what would happen if I just let him have his way with me. It felt amazing. Between my legs there was a delicious liquid heat which made me want to go further with him.

He unbuttoned my blouse slowly and deliberately without breaking the kiss, baring my full breasts in the late afternoon sunshine. It thrilled me to have Roberto cupping my naked breasts like that. His hands were rough at first so I showed him how to touch them more gently, and I allowed him to play with my nipples which were hard and tingly between his fingers. Once he got used to being gentler with me it felt wonderful, and I was in no hurry to break our kiss. The whole thing was wickedly exciting. My body thrilling to his touch, I allowed him to take my top completely off. He slid it from my shoulders and it fell down onto the soft green grass. Feeling wonderfully free and uninhibited I put my arms around his neck again, stroking the back of his head, loving the sensation of my exposed nipples against the rough fabric of his uniform. I gave him another tender, intimate kiss, even though I knew that girls shouldn't get a man over-excited and lead him on like this. It felt especially dangerous being alone with him, letting him undress me, but the danger somehow made it more desirable.

Despite my guilt and fear, I didn't stop him, even though knew I should. Intoxicated by the heady lust of youth, I had a strong urge to be naked with him and feel the warm sun striking my skin. I wanted him to take the rest of my clothes off so I could experience his hands on my nude body.

I loved the sensation of his hands gliding down my bare back, making me shiver with anticipation despite the summer heat, and I moaned softly into his mouth as his exploring hands slid up under my skirt. He held my bottom in both hands, pulling me even closer to him, fondling me through my panties. It felt so naughty. That's when I first became aware of the big bulge in the front of his army pants pressing against my womanhood. The realization that I was getting him so excited made me tremble with desire. His hands were intimately exploring my bottom cheeks and I started to feel hot. I loved the idea that he was getting all hard in his pants while I was becoming very wet down there. It was incredibly exciting. I kissed him in a slutty, open-mouthed way to encourage him further. I remember how hard my heart was pounding when he started to unbutton my skirt, but I didn't stop him. I had decided not to resist him in any way, unless he tried to penetrate me, which I wasn't yet ready for. Instead, I put my hands down between us to experiment with his bulging manhood. He was stiff like a thick log under his uniform, and gripping it with my fingers made my pulse race. My whole body was flooding with sex hormones by this point. I pulled away from his kiss long enough for him to yank my skirt down, and I stepped out of it, kicking it and my shoes away. Feeling very bold, I bent to slide my panties off too, deliberately exposing my bare behind to him. I could feel his eyes devouring me, and it made me feel powerfully sexy. Then -- totally naked -- I melted back into his arms.

Now it was just like my fantasies -- I was kissing him in the nude. I adore being outdoors with no clothes on, and it wasn't the first time I had been naked in this clearing, where I had sometimes masturbated, dreaming of a moment just like this. We kissed deeply again, only this time his caresses were on my bare skin, which was incredibly erotic. Being naked while he was fully dressed gave me a naughty, sexual thrill that seemed to run like electricity from my nipples to my clitoris. I wanted him to touch my body everywhere, and he didn't disappoint me. He helped himself to my now bare buttocks, which he gleefully squeezed, then he bent his head to suckle my small, erect nipples. The sensation of his hot mouth on my breasts was so intense I thought I would pass out with pure pleasure, and I held onto his shoulders to avoid swooning. His big, wet tongue tantalized first one nipple then the other, and I gave an involuntary squeal of delight as he gently bit one of them. I was hanging on to him for dear life as the erotic sensations that were flooding through my body made me cry out. I could feel my juices wetting me warmly between my legs. Then I grabbed his head to mash my mouth against his again, panting with lust as my wet vagina pulsed pleasurably. I had just experienced a beautiful orgasm -- my first ever with a man -- and I trembled in his arms as we kissed slowly and luxuriously, sucking each other's tongues.

I realized the poor boy must be aching for relief so I helped him unbuckle his army green uniform pants, and with trembling fingers I undid the fly buttons one by one. I lacked experience, but this wasn't my first time touching an erect penis.

Everything I knew about sex I had learned from Severigne -- in fact you could say I lost my virginity to her. I knew her before -- when she was just a boy. A pretty boy who wanted to be a girl, and we had never stopped being friends. Her parents liked me and knew I was a steadying influence on her, so I often slept over at her house. I helped her to dress like a girl, lending her my skirts and dresses at first, before I helped her to buy her own girls' clothes, and I taught her how to wear makeup. I tolerated her mood swings when she took the hormone pills that her parents got for her, and one memorable time when we were applying lipstick on each other she leaned forward and kissed me on the mouth. She said the hormones made her feel sexy. That night we explored each other's body under the covers. I taught her how to pleasure a girl while she taught me how to play with her cock. I loved the way it grew in my hand, recklessly spilling its seed everywhere, and I liked to make her moan in ecstasy when I put it in my mouth and sucked it.

Now I was pulling Roberto's pants down and getting his cock out. He was much larger than Severigne, and his hard tool throbbed hotly in my hand. It was a beautiful thing. I giggled with glee and kissed it, rubbing him into an even harder erection. Grasping his overheated cock I slid my fist up and down the shaft while sucking on his tongue, then -- knowing what he really wanted from me -- I knelt in front of him and took him into my mouth. I loved the subservience of kneeling totally nude in front of this handsome soldier and servicing him sexually with my mouth. He was so big. His swollen erection pulsed hotly on my tongue and I licked it eagerly, sucking him ever deeper into my mouth, wetting him with my dripping saliva, while I deliberately got him more and more excited with my fist on his slick shaft, just the way Severigne had taught me. She must have taught me well because Roberto was soon moaning and breathing hard, mumbling something in Italian as he became so excited he could barely stand up. I pumped his cock into my mouth, looking up at him and enjoying the control I had over him. I cupped his balls with one hand, pulling his underpants all the way down to his ankles, and sucked him harder, bobbing my head up and down to increase his pleasure. I wanted to make him cum, and I wasn't disappointed. When he cried out and started to spurt his jism, it gushed hotly over my lips, overflowing onto my breasts, stomach and thighs.

When he took me, smiling, back to the town square I felt sticky all over with his sweet semen and I loved the feeling of being a sexually capable woman.

We started to meet regularly, and we were usually panting for each other by the time we reached the clearing. I loved the gentle way he undressed me, kissing my mouth and my breasts, making me squirm with the intense arousal until my juices literally dripped down my thighs.

I loved holding his big, naked erection in my hand while I kissed his mouth, and I giggled with excitement as I put him in my mouth to suck him off. Apart from the fact that I love sucking cock, taking him in my mouth was a good way to have sex without the risk of becoming pregnant. But more than that, the sensation of driving him over the edge was incomparably intoxicating, and each time I did it I couldn't wait to do it again. I adored the feeling of his creamy sperm pulsing out of his over-excited cock, spurting all over my nude body, and I loved the taste of it in my mouth. I was addicted to his cum, and loved to suck him off at least twice in a row, letting him spurt copiously all over my face and my breasts. He came in great quantities, sometimes filling my mouth and gushing hotly all over my tongue so it cascaded down my face. He loved to lick his sex cream off my bare breast, and it made me orgasm when he sucked my semen-covered nipples into his mouth.

Little did we know we were often being observed when we had our nude sex parties in the forest. Severigne confessed one day that she had taken to following us, and she confided in me that she liked to masturbate while she watched me sucking him off. She told me she longed to join in with us but didn't dare. She wanted to know what it would be like to kiss me with his sperm in my mouth or even to kiss him while he ejaculated, and she wanted to try having his cock in her mouth too. She confessed that she really longed to suck cock.

I decided that, for my best friend, I would share Roberto and his beautiful big cock. There was no reason he would need to discover that she also had one. I came up with a plan. We would allow him to "discover" that she was watching us while I was sucking him off. He knew she was my friend and I was sure he would be only too happy to let her join in.

The plan worked amazingly well. The next time we went up into the hills, I secretly signaled to Severigne to let her know this was the time. At our secret clearing in the woods, Roberto and I made out passionately. I let him put his hand in my panties and he fingered me deliciously while we kissed. He was getting so good with his fingers, I almost bit his tongue off when he made me cum. Then as before, I let Roberto undress me completely. I loved the look of pure lust in his eyes when he looked at me, and how incredibly excited he became when he touched my naked body. His cock stood up proudly like a steel bar when I released it from his underwear. I made sure Roberto's pants were around his ankles so he couldn't run away or cover himself up, then I knelt to kiss his lovely penis, wetting the shaft with my eager tongue. I held the cheeks of his firm ass and rocked him forward, making his cock plunge deep into my mouth. For a second I forgot about Severigne, only to look up and see him staring at her. She stood half-hidden by a tree, with one hand between her legs -- her eyes wide as she stared at us. As planned, I beckoned her over, and she ran to kneel next to me. I kissed her on the mouth to relax her and make her feel welcome. He had no chance to object as I took his hard cock and guided it between Severigne's eager lips. With a grunt of pleasure she took him all the way into her mouth and sucked him like the dirty girl she was. She looked at me gratefully as he thrust himself between her lips, fucking her pretty mouth. I stood up and kissed Roberto open-mouthed, delighting in the fact that my best friend was loving her first taste of cock, and that Roberto was loving it too. He started moaning and panting with pleasure, and I put my hand down to feel his tight balls.

"Yessss, Roberto, yes my baby." I cooed in his ear, even though he didn't understand all the words. "Feel her lovely tongue sucking you off -- cum for us, baby. Cum in her mouth. She wants you to."

With a grunt of ecstasy he ejaculated, spurting enormous quantities of creamy semen over my hand and into Severigne's mouth. There was so much that she was choking on it, and it flowed down her chin. She stood up and I put my arm around her to pull her close for a creamy kiss. It was lovely to kiss her like that -- me naked in the sunshine and her with my soldier's sperm coating her lips. She kissed me passionately, then I encouraged Roberto to kiss her too. The two of them made out hotly, their faces slippery with a creamy blend of semen and saliva, and we engaged in a sexy three-way kiss while Severigne gently fingered me from behind, making me come again.

Unfortunately there was no way to keep Severigne's secret. Her panties were overfilled with her excited cock, which bulged obscenely under her little pleated skirt. I tried to help hide it, but it only pushed its way harder into my hand until it burst out of her panties completely. I kissed Roberto so he wouldn't see, and frantically tried to think of a way to save the situation, but it was too late. His hand came into contact with her big, hot erection and he shouted out in astonishment and pulled away, falling over onto his back. He looked funny lying there with his pants around his ankles and his dripping cock between his legs.

He must have said something like "What the fuck?" in Italian, so I threw my naked body onto him and tried to kiss him to soothe him, but he was too angry. He rolled me off, and -- looking with horror at Severigne who was still standing there with her big erection peeking out from under her skirt -- he pulled his pants up and stormed off.

Severigne and I looked at each other. I'm so sorry..." she started. And then we started to laugh. I went over to her and put my arm around her.

"Don't worry, it will be all right, I'm sure," I said. Then I kissed my best friend, pressing my lips to hers. She kissed me back, and our tongues met and started to slide around together. It was lovely to be kissing her in the nude, and I couldn't help but take her still stiff cock in my hand while we kissed each other passionately. I gently fondled her shaft, then used it more firmly, pleasuring her until she moaned with joy and I felt the wetness of her semen covering my hand and splashing our legs. We laughed again at the absurdity of it all.

It was then that I realized beyond any doubt that I was in love with her.

I didn't know what would happen with Roberto after that, but in any case I felt the relationship had run its course. I'd had my fun with him, but it had really upset me when he reacted so badly after learning my girlfriend's secret. He had obviously been shocked, so it was no surprise that the next time I saw him in the town square he looked at me furiously. He was with his mates so I couldn't talk to him. I wanted to explain that we didn't mean to trick him, but he just turned away from me. I guess my fantasy of being a soldier's wife wasn't to be.

Then I stopped dead in my tracks, a sudden life-changing realization hitting me as hard as a slap on the face. It wasn't Roberto I wanted. It was Severigne. The beautiful, calm, sexy young woman she had become, not some rough-handed soldier who didn't even speak my language. I suddenly knew what I wanted to do with my life. Excitedly I turned and ran as fast as I could towards her house.

I reached her front door just as the sun was setting in the west. Her parents were surprised to see me, but invited me to stay for dinner.

"Thank you, yes, I'd love to," I said. "Is Severigne upstairs in her room?"

"Yes, you can go on up," her mother said to me with a smile. She really was the most wonderfully kind, tolerant woman. She had accepted her son's transition with equanimity, and now supported Severigne's new life as a girl without judgment. Severigne's father said that she'd always wanted a girl anyway, because she found boys faintly disgusting, so maybe this was always meant to be.

Severigne looked surprised when I opened her bedroom door. She was sitting on the bed looking at old photos of us together, and she immediately stood up when she saw me and came to me. I took her in my arms and looked into her beautiful, feminine face, then I kissed her on the mouth.

We had done this before, plenty of times, but that had always been playing. Now I was kissing her more seriously, more passionately. Kissing her with intent.

"I love you," I breathed between kisses, meaning it more than ever before. It was Severigne who fulfilled me, whom I loved with all my heart. If I was to marry anyone, shouldn't it be her?

"I love you too," she responded, and I believed her. On the bed were her favorite photos of us together, only now I understood that we weren't just friends in those pictures -- we were a couple. I kissed her again, starting to undress her as I did so. I unbuttoned her blouse, revealing the pretty little pink lace-trimmed bra that she didn't really need, and released it, baring her small, cute breasts to the attention of my tongue. She moaned with arousal as I knew she would when I kissed her breasts. She loves having her nipples sucked. I didn't stop there. I undid her white, flared miniskirt and let it fall to her ankles, then I put my hands into her cute little pink panties to free her cock. I was moaning with lust as I massaged her stiffening genitals in both hands and we kissed sloppily, her panties soon joining her other clothes on her bedroom floor.