SUZZIE'S DIARY
MY BIKE
By SuzzieQT
Copyright ©1999
All Rights Reserved
WARNING: This Story Is About A Hermaphrodite
So If This Might Offend You, Bounce On Up Out Of Here!-Zane
When I was a young teenager and living with my grandmother on the lower end of Washington Street, I had really invented some slick ways of getting a little extra enjoyment out of riding my bike. I could actually get myself off around people and they wouldn't have any idea what was going on with me...and that, in itself was a big thrill to me.
I remember how I use to turn the seat up on my bike so that the front pointed end was a little higher then the wide back end. When I sat on it, the pointed end would be pressing up into my butt...and you talk about feeling good! I especially loved to ride around after dark with some of my friends, and many times by myself doing my own thing...getting my private thrills.
While pedaling my bike, I could feel the pressure and movement of the seat massaging my ass...damn it felt good! I developed the technique of controlling the muscles in my ass to grip and massage an imaginary dick while grinding on the seat...no one could tell what I was doing. Honey, my asshole would be going to town on that seat. It would be better yet when I put my radio in the basket and play R&B while riding. My hole would be bucking and grinding in time with the music...I mean I was in my own little private world. I'd let out little moans and groans, when it was really getting to me. My imagination was really going wild at times...I would be playing like I was fucking a good dick and it was really getting real to me!
At first I was having a lot of mini-orgasms, but it wasn't long before I actually found out what cumming felt like. Yes, I had my first cum on my bike seat...and it really rocked my world!! I was a changed person after that, all I ever wanted after that was a dick fucking me in my ass. I fantasized about it all the time. The first time it happened I actually lost control of my bike and fell in some bushes. I didn't hurt myself, but I sure laid there and slowly kept humping on that bike seat. My shorts was wet with spent cum. I didn't understand all this...all I knew was that it felt good. After that first time, I figured out what to do to solve the problem of my cloths getting wet with cum in the crotch.
Whenever I visited my cousin, who was few years older than me...I would steal a few of his rubbers out of his sock drawer. When I went riding I would put one on, so when I got my thrill...the rubber would catch my cum. Eventually, I started using a sock in place of the rubber. Sometimes I would cum two or three times, before putting my bike up for the night.
I remember getting the urge to wear something shorter then my usual shorts, so I cut a pair shorter then they were. When I put them on, my cheeks would hang out when sitting on my bike. At that point in time, I did not have the nerve to ride out in the street that way...but I did sit on my bike in my driveway at night like I was just watching the activities on my street.
My grandmama went to bed early or was busy doing something else. She didn't pay much attention to what I did and she never had any problems with me. I believe to this day that she knew I was a little sissified, but I was her favorite little baby...she loved me and that was all that mattered to her. She was raising me, because my mama died some years ago.
Anyway, when I set on my bike with my shorts on and my bare ass cheeks overhanging my bike seat. I loved the feel of the pressure of the seat against my rectum...and the idea of my ass being exposed really made me feel sexy. I would sit there for a hour or so and just massaged my ass against the seat. I even started wondering how it would feel to have someone fuck me. Of course all this was my private thoughts and I never would let on how I felt or thought...no one knew but me.
I always started doing my chores at night, when grandmama went to bed. I loved wearing a t-shirt that fit tight and hugged the curve of my butt, reaching just below my hip and a pair of step-ins with two inch heels that grandmama never wore anymore. Sometimes I would admire myself in the long mirror when wearing the T-shirt and loving the way my legs was exposed to my hips, and really get turned on. I was a little plump, but not fat...in fact I thought I had a body of a girl. My face was round and sort of pretty, but my lips were large and puffy looking. I didn't care for them at that time. My legs were thick and shapely, with fine hairs on my thighs and calves, and they looked damned good in the step-ins. For some reason I liked my nipples, they stuck out more the average boy my age...and they were real sensitive to the touch. Grandmama seen me many times this way, but all she did was raise an eyebrow and shake her head. I mean, I would be singing and switchin' my ass in the kitchen...and loved it.
After finishing my chores and home work, I sometimes would sit on the porch in just my t-shirt and heels. It would be dark and since the house sat a ways back from the street, nobody could see me, and grandmama would be sleep. I would prop my legs up on the
banister and lean back in the rocking chair...rubbing my legs and hips and thinking what it was like to be made love to. I enjoyed rubbing my penis and feeling my ass...sometimes I would grind into the chair cushion...while rubbing and pinching my nipples.
About two years later, Bobby, a friend of mine became close and he started visiting me. We did things like any other friends did. We did our homework, played games, talked about girls...and guys. There were times we talked about what we thought we knew about sex. Bobby never really let on that he
paid much attention to the way I dressed.
Oh, he did tease me when the mood was right...and say how he'd like to fuck my plump ass, but I didn't take anything he said serious. Sometimes he would feel my butt or try to sneak a playful grind on my ass, but that's all it amounted to...just being playful. One night he was down in the basement with me while I was washing some cloths. I was bent over against the dryer, I loved to do that because its vibrations turned me on. He sneaked up behind me and pinned me against the dryer, humping on my ass...causing me to get mini orgasms. I would play like I didn't like it, but let him have his way. I loved feeling his hard-on pressing in my butt!
On some weekends, he would spend a night at my house or I would spend a night at his. We would talk, laugh, snack and read comic books. There were nights when we talked about sex, and what we imagined it felt like, and even went as far as playfully touching and feeling each other...just to see what it felt like.
One night it sort of got out of hand...he brought one of them nasty magazines that he stole from his older brother with him. It showed couples in all kinds of positions on the bed doing all kinds of things. The women would be wearing sexy things and kept their heels on in bed...we both got hardons just looking at them. Bobby really started paying attention to the way I look in my t-shirt and heels that night...he just couldn't keep his hands off me. He would start wrestling with me in bed, getting me in all kinds of positions so that he could hump on me with his hard dick.
He suggested that I play the passive roll of the woman and he the man...and make play love to each other. This excited me, especially since grandmama was not at home that night. She, being a nurse...sometimes do part time work caring for the sick...so we really got into our little game that night.
We had all night to play so I wanted to do it right. Since I was suppose to be the woman...I wanted to look like a woman. I got up and went to my grandmama's room and put some of her lipstick on. I was always sort of self conscience about my lips...I thought they were overly big, but I actually liked the way they looked with lipstick...so bright and wet looking, even more swollen and sexy. I picked out one of her many wigs, and decided to use her eyebrow pencil to arch my eyebrows. I was really excited at what I saw in the mirror! I really looked sexy...this made me hotter. I saw a jar of
Vaseline on her dressor, so I decided to put a glob of it up in my asshole, secretly hoping we would take it all the way that night.
I went back into my room where Bobby laid in the bed rubbing himself. I could see that he was overwhelmed with excitement when he saw me. My eyes widen at the size of his hard-on...and I couldn't begin to explain how I felt, but it was a bitchy feeling I never had before. Bobby looked at me with passion showing all over his face...his eyes actually looked glassy. I stood there beside the bed for a few minutes rubbing my thighs, hips and ass. This turned him on more, I saw his cock jumping. I laid down on my stomach and asked him to mount me, which he didn't hesitate to do. Goodness, it felt so good having his hot body laying on me.
First we were giggling and thought it was just a little game...but that soon changed. We started getting excited and wanted to do more, so we really started playing the role. I loved the feel of his hard dick pressing against me. He started grinding down on me, and I responded by clinching my cheeks together on his hard dick, massaging it. It wasn't long before my shirt worked its way up, baring my plump ass to him. We started breathing hard and just let ourselves go. He moved his hard dick up and down in the split of my cheeks.
After a long while dry fucking this way, he rolled me over and spread my legs, then mounted me again. His hard dick was rubbing against mine, damn...all this was bringing out something whorish in me. I put my arms around him and startled him by kissing him full on his lips, and to my surprise and pleasure...he responded. Bobby just couldn't get enough of my big red luscious lips...I mean he was sucking them like he wanted to eat them. All this was new to us and at that time we knew nothing about homosexuality.
We kissed and hugged hard, and grinded against each other...our breathing was hard and labored, we wanted to do more. I closed my eyes and raised my knees back to my chest...feeling his hard dick against my exposed asshole! I felt his hard meat starting to jump and twitch...it was wet with it own juices, making my asshole wet and slippery. I was really determined for my fantasies to become a reality that night...I couldn't believe I actually was laying there with a hard dick poking the entrance to my love tunnel. Bobby was completely out of control, all he wanted was to put his dick in a hole...I didn't think he cared whether it was a pussy or not. The way I was feeling, I wanted that dick in my ass badly!
We both were playing the hell out of our roles, but it was about to get serious and I didn't care. I started encouraging him, telling him to push his dick into my hole figuring it wouldn't do any harm to just put the head in...it would help to keep his cum off the sheets. I never had a cock in my ass before, the closest thing to it was the seat of my bike. Bobby was kissing me hard as he started pushing his wet dick against my hole...and I tried to help him by grinding up to him. I began feeling the head of his hard dick spreading the entrance and it hurt a little, but by me wanting it so badly, I ignored it.
We both kept pushing until finally the head entered my tunnel...at first it was very uncomfortable, but I didn't care...I was crazy with desire for his dick. Bobby was sweating and making little whimpering sounds as he kept grinding and pumping his dick slowly in and out of me. We took our time, not really knowing what to expect...I looked at my thick legs with my step-in heels on, spread and raised...with him laying between my plump thighs...actually fucking me. The sight excited me...I was really being fucked!! I felt his dick filling and spreading the walls of my asshole and to my surprise, the pain was easing up...the pain was turning to pleasure. As I relaxed more, he pushed further up my ass...he met with a resistance in my love tunnel and we thought we couldn't go any further. The more he grinded his hard dick into me, the better I enjoyed it...this was blowing my mind.
We fucked for what seemed like hours...we sweated, kissed, hugged and fucked. My asshole had a mind of its own...its muscles were clinching, squeezing, and massaging his hard dick. After a while I felt him swelling up even more...I felt like something wonderful was going to happen. I nursed his swollen dick with all the love I could put on it...he started thrusting harder and quicker, then I felt something give...and his dick slid deeper into me. God, I had his whole dick in me...it felt so damn good! I could feel the whole shaft thrusting in and out of me, and felt his balls slapping against my ass, I was loving his every stroke, his every thrust. I loved the feel of all his dick in me.
Bobby was fucking me good and hard, the bed was making all kinds of noise. I wouldn't have traded this moment for anything in the world. Then it happened...I felt his dick jump and tremble in me, I felt him cum...flooding my guts with his hot juices. He just cummed and cummed, setting off my lust as I exploded with long streams of cum...I was milking him and squeezing him as he thrust into me. Our bodies were sliding over the wetness of my cum between our bodies.
It was a long while before he pulled out of me, and I didn't want him to then. I turned my back to him...all of a sudden I felt ashamed of what happened between us. I felt that he had mixed emotions about it also. Neither of us said anything for a long while...we just laid there thinking about what happened between us. After a while, we both got up and took a shower.
Further into the night, I felt him move and press his warm body up against my back and embraced me. I knew that this was going to be our secret...and we both knew that this was not the end of it. As he hugged me close to him, I felt his hardness against my ass again. I felt his hands tenderly caress my body and softly pinch my nipples, making them hard and stand out. The shame I had, soon drained away...leaving a uncontrollable hunger to do something I never really seriously thought about doing, until that night. I wanted to feel his big cock in my mouth...I wanted to suck him!
I turned over and pushed him on his back and spread his legs and I was sure he had no ideal what I was going to do to him. I positioned myself between his thighs with my face a few inches from his hard dick...studying it like it was something new to me. I looked at the swollen head and the thick shaft down to his balls. Damn, how I wanted to fill my mouth with it...how I wanted to nurse it...make love to it. I wrapped my hand around it and felt how warm, fat and hard it was...all the while I was doing this, he was watching me. I knew he wanted me to suck him...he wanted my fat lips around his cock...he wanted his dick to fill my warm mouth.
Finally, I made up my mind to do it. I opened my mouth and took the head of his dick in...I wanted to taste his sex...smell his sex. I felt it jump as I ran my tongue around the head. I was drunk with lust for his cock...I was high with the thought of actually sucking it. Slowly I took more of it into my mouth and began to slowly move my head up and down on it, making him moan and groan. Nothing else existed at that time but me sucking his dick...this is what I wanted to do...this is what I lusted for. I took in as much of it as I could...his love meat filled my mouth, and felt the head press against the back of my throat. I started trembling with desire and excitement as I tightened my lips around his shaft and started applying suction on this piece of meat.
I looked up at him as I made love to him and saw that I was blessed with having fat lips...he couldn't take his eyes off them. The more of his cock I sucked in, the more out of control I was getting...I was grinding my hips into the mattress as my tongue came alive, licking and rolling up and down the underside of his shaft while it filled my mouth. I was nursing him like a baby sucking on a pacifier. Nothing else existed but the craving for this hard piece of meat. I moved my swollen lips up the shaft slowly and then I would open my mouth wide and go down on him quickly and hold it tightly around the base with my lips and at the same time massaging it with my tongue...and my throat muscles teasing the head. Then slowly bringing my mouth back up to the head, twirling my tongue around the sensitive crown...applying a fluttering suction.
I knew he was really enjoying what I was doing by the way he was grinding and bucking...his breathing had become spasmodic and hard. His cock and I was one...it was a complete spiritual merging. I moaned and hummed as I sucked, setting up a vibration that really blew his mind...I couldn't help it, his love meat was just that good to me. I never wanted this moment to end...I wanted it to last forever. After a long while, I knew he was about explode in my mouth! His thrusting into my mouth got stronger and quicker. He placed both his hands on the back of my head, pushing more of his dick into my mouth. I could feel his cock swelling up and started trembling...then it happened! While his cock was deep in my throat he cummed hard and I swallowed every bit of it...and nursed it to get all of his love juice. I was in heaven and took him with me! I continued to tenderly stroke him, tasting his cum...enjoying his fullness in my mouth. I pouted my thick lips, rubbing them in his cum and around the head of his sweet cock. I talked to his cock, telling it how much I loved it, and how much I enjoyed sucking it. Then I took the whole dick into my mouth and just nursed it far into the night...and fell asleep with my lips tight around it.
All this started with my bike's seat...thank goodness!