Part One: Guy and Carole

Guy, in a short, lightweight satin bathrobe, stood near his lover Carole, who was leaning against a table, in a purple satin skirted negligee, fishnet stockings and a loose, long blond wig. Sippin’ a couple of beers, just chattin…


“Man, what a morning,” said Guy. “You’re a sight for sore eyes, though.” He ran a finger along the hem of Carole’s satin skirt, playfully caressing her thigh.


“I was thinking about you all day,“ said Carole, turning to face her man. Guy cupped a piece of firm, skirted ass, and drew Carole closer to him. He took Carole's lower jaw in two fingers, and guided her mouth to his, parting her lips with a questing tongue, his other hand pushing Carole's purple-skirted ass more forcefully, grinding his hard cock into her satiny skirt.


With that manly hand, he firmly and gently guided her hot body closer to him. Up and down her back and ribs he slid it - "mmm..." Carole moaned, as Guy worked his mouth expertly and beautifully over his man-girl's mouth, exploring those inner reaches and dancing tongue of his eager, pliant lover.


She reached down into the robe, and found Guy's massive, throbbing hot man-shaft, and stroked it with a warm, firm constant pressure, from its gorgeous tender tip, through its magnificent hard blue-veined manhood of a trunk, to the spreading root of its origin in his wonderfully sexy manly body. She slid it up and down in a fold of her skirt. For a moment she curled fingers in his pubes, then deftly turned her hand right-side up, caressing the twinned proof of Guy's manhood like the deserving pair of jewels it is, her feathery breathing in his ear, whipping his inspired, gamely passion into a fevered froth.


"ohCaroleohCarole ....mmmghmm..." Guy throatily issued forth his supreme pleasure at his pretty sexual servant's constant, eager ministrations. "You're so fuckin' hot, baby... are you gonna suck my big cock today, Carole, or what?"


Carole, finding it hard to be coy as she tongued Guy's nipple and chest, still stroking his hard throbbing dick with her other hand, looked up into Guy's playfully stern expression, her eyes fluttering her absolute compliance with his sexy, irresistible demand. Her pleasure tightening her throat, Carole choked out a "yeah, honey, you know it," in a tone that belied her real sex.


"C'mon over here, darlin'," Guy said to his almost-panting, dizzy boy-girl, leading her by the hand to a high-backed dining chair that would put her head at his waist's height. He seated her, with a hand to her shoulder, admonishing her, "I want your best effort now, Carole. I want you to suck me until I explode in that pretty little mouth of yours. Is that understood?"


Carole nodded, her long blond hair falling over the throbbing slab just inches from her face. Unexpectedly, Guy leaned down, and took Carole's jaw in his hand, and kissed her long, deep and hungry. His mouth left hers with a lingering peck or two, as she sat there utterly dazed with deep sexual desire for him, leaning forward into the now-missing object of her aching desire.


"Carole? I'm waiting..." She smiled at him, as he grins, and then, with no fanfare, leaned his hard dick into her face. Not expecting its full length immediately, Carole leaned back, but Guy cupped the back of her head to prevent further motion.


"You're not going to get away with half-measures here, baby - I want my dick sucked, and I want it sucked now. Is that clear, Carole?"


"mmmm..." she moaned and worked the wonderful tower into her mouth, lipping and tongueing it up and down its magnificent length, stroking its wet bottom portion with her free hand, as the other caressed Guy's thighs and ass.


"Ohhhhh Carole," Guy sigh-moans, as he gazes down at the blond head working his throbbing cock in and out of an eager, hungry, willing, pliant mouth. She gently bounced his balls, and tongued the tasty tip of his splendid manhood, and deftly brushed her hair up and out of the way for a clean hard suck - down the cock-length she plunged, her tongue wig-wagging across the underside of Guy's magnificent dick as her mouth moves through its loving attentions.


"I'm gonna cum, Carole - you ready for me," she nodded, and Guy blasted his hot load into her mouth, cum spurting all over her face as he drew back, and plunged deep in yet again, "oh shit, Carole- oooohhh!" Guy moaned, taking his lover on either side of her head, less urgently now, as she kissed and stroked the sated, visibly throbbing trophy he can't seem to remove from her face.


"That was so fuckin' good, baby, where did you learn how to do that, huh?" as Carole swung her hair to the side, smoothing the silky purple skirt back over her dick-tented lap, "Oh, here and there - but I never had any teacher as good as you, Guy. You were -and are- wonderful. The best man I've ever had. I hope we can do that again sometime."


"You can take that to the bank, little girl. Now get out of that stuff, and let me kiss my boyfriend goodbye, OK? I think he wants to cum." Carole smiled and said, "right away baby, see ya in a minute, OK?" and left the room to change into the clothes he arrived in.


While changing, Guy comes up behind Carrol, and stroked his dick until a hot mess splurted out into his hand, which he washed into the sink.


“Thanks, baby, but I really gotta get this errand done. I’ll see ya in a little bit, OK.”


Carrol left to do a few things, and return in a few hours, as Guy's girl Carole once again.

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