The Angel

With his blonde locks, cheeky smile, and very plump girlish tits we all adored this cheeky lad, our club’s new mascot and inspiration!
I say lad, but with her tits, soft belly and big round peach of a bottom, not to mention a tiny cock that could vanish behind the tiniest panties, this hippy lad was no boy!
I found our young mascot in the school gym, he was adjusting his tight bodice, which his parents had given him to hide the most gorgeous pair of tits. That young man, I say man but he looked so much younger was naive and clueless enough to let me help him!
I got to caress them and he seemed not to notice as we chatted. I got carried away and tweaking those pink nipples was caught when he said he said. “Ohhhh!” in a feminine voice that dried my throat, I couldn’t speak!
I wanted them so bad as I watched him shower after the others, all masculine dicks and horseplay as compared to this angels gentle soapy caresses all over that smooth softly rounded body and those pink nippled breasts. I watched biting my tongue for fear of rushing in and devouring that beautiful feminine boy.
“Twenty five?” He could have knocked me down with the softest of feathers! We were talking after gym class, just us alone in the changing room, my clipboard covering my stiff erection threatening to break my fly’s buttons! He looked so innocent and I reckon he’d never get into an eighteen rated movie theatre and in a school uniform he’s pass for a young teen! My desire was growing exponentially.
Little by little, week by week I arranged for those bodice assisting sessions to, quite coincidently, repeat as I got to know those beautiful orbs intimately and slowly worked on those concrete defensive walls that boy had spent years developing, as if to him timidity was a martial art! I could cup those boobs, caress them, hold them and he seemed okay with that, but my level of frustration was peaking.
He wasn’t so clueless that I didn’t get rewarded for my patient persistence and each time I pushed a little more and dug a little deeper. I had a mission and I dug a bit more each time, push following push and ******* breasts were soon suckled intently as that angel sat astride my lap! He, or should I say she? Thinking of this angel as anything but feminine seemed strange to me.
I got to suck on those pink budding orbs as he sat on my lap in those pink panties I had bought in that lingerie shop for my “girlfriend or wife”! He had readily taken them from me as a gift from his friend, boyfriend was still too far a push for this reticent angel, but I did get a kiss. Now he was wearing just those panties astride my lap as we were snogging alone in the boy’s changing room as my hard penis poked into his panties gusset defence!
I was not so well prepared for the sheer femininity and softness of that angel in my arms and I ruined a few pairs of pants before I got that beauty to pull them down for me! I had him in the staffroom at school when, on her knees she first kissed my raging hard penis. She made me too hard too quickly, the teasing minx and I blew early!
My angel’s face screwed up as she spat out my seed as if it was dirty as shit! I was angry, shouting as I pushed her down hard, screaming about her disrespect by not swallowing with a smile. What was I expecting? My sperm was her ambrosia? He sat crying, a scared boy, my angel gone as I fled that changing room in tears! I was heart broke, angry, and frustrated I had been such a fool, an idiot! The next day my angel closed up like a castle gate, drawbridge up and defences armed. I had lost everything!
More weeks passed as I had to rebuild our intimate connection all over again. Apologising at first with humility letting him vent at me as I hid my anger and self-loathing. Then with gifts, panties and then a pink girly bra which surprised and delighted my angel and I got a kiss, a month of work had led up to that!
A chance meeting got him into the empty staff room where, patience running thin I was a little forceful insisting on a full cum-swallowing blow job before he could leave or else! I wasn’t sure what I was saying ‘or else’ for but my angel unexpectedly responded favourably to a little force! I stared down at that golden crown as those sweet lips took my growing penis between them and my eyes rolled back as I moaned lost in ecstasy at just those heavenly lips!
I jerked and pumped so much frustrated and built up jizz that sweet angel had to gulp audibly wiping some dribbles of her lower lip as she looked up smiling, opening that sweet mouth to show she had swallowed dutifully. Was my angel so angelic? Now that hurdled had been vaulted over we were free to pursue the next stage but my angel was not so easy to push as before and I had to push hard for those blow jobs. But my angel was getting better and I soon saw my balls pushed to her throat as I pulled her into my crotch. “So you need a little aggression baby?” I thought as I filled that warm throat amid coughs and purrs!
Sometime later I had him almost deep-throating my cock as that gold vibrator I bought him as a present buzzed between his sweet pink buttocks! My angel had responded well to a playful spanked bottom, slapping those sweet cheeks had us both smiling as I realised my angel was a little devil! Luckily the college gyms storeroom was heavily padded and quiet because our spanking sessions were quite rowdy, my angel was a real devil, and could cuss and swear to make a docker blush!
He was responding well on all fours and naked more often as I got closer and closer to mounting that gorgeous blushing pink bottom! That vibrator had trained it well and that wet pink hole was ever more inviting as that vibro left in slightly parted as if waiting for my cock? But my reticent angel even as a dirty angel was not giving herself to me yet and I was rebuffed again!
One lunchtime I managed to get him to the staff rest room unseen and locked the door, leaving the secret sign to let others know it was occupied. A few illicit liaisons happened in that room and as such a blind eye was exercised!
No sooner in, I bent that teasing angel of mine over that old leather sofa’s padded arm and pulled her white panties around her ankles kissing her wet pink hole before slipping my hard pink cock between that sweet boys buttery buttocks! He or was it she, let out the most erotic feminine sigh that put an inch extra on my dick as I fell over her back!
My heart was thumping harder than ever as my hands slipped around to fondle those amazing soft breasts as I thrust deep, my balls bounced under tapping his tiny manhood as the sound of a fucked angel resounded in my head! That old sofa groaned and complained loudly as I deflowered my once virgin angel with all the grace of a raging bull!
Ten minutes! Where had I found such stamina? Sweat sprayed from my hair, pouring down my face, stinging my eyes as that blurry angel was rammed repeatedly, sweat raining down on her pink body! How that fragile angel took such rough handling in her stride I couldn’t begin to understand, but as hard as I rammed into her she just mewed and groaned, taking it all!
I barely managed to stifle her screaming exhortation as I drove home so deep filling my angel with the fluid I so worshipped her with! Deep and hot it flowed inside as I shuddered with the effort of unloading my aching balls. This young angel was mewing like a kitten as gobs of hot milk leaked passed my pumping cock my heart threatening to burst from my chest!
I collapsed on that very sofa gasping and dizzy when that little imp of an angel lowered her dripping hole over my face and I found her anus’s kiss on my lips as she bent over and took my well used cock in her moist lips! I was drowning in her juices and my own warm sperm as we mutually ate each other’s most intimate places, to think my timid angel was this perverted all along?
I stood by the staff room door watching my angel almost skipping down the hall, his footsteps light as my knees trembled with the effort of holding my old tired body upright! I felt more fucked than my angel! I fell back in that sofa after opening the window to clear the heavy odour of sex from the room, lighting a cigarette as I sat back wrecked but so completely satisfied. “Tom cat got the cream?” Miss Harker smirked as I blushed. “Try not to be so obvious Mac and for fuck’s sake this room smells like a bordello!” Were secrets so hard in this establishment?
The next day I held myself in check but I swear that young man winked suggestively every time we caught each other’s eye! And was he poking that bum at me teasing? Miss Harker noticed too much and cornered me into a confession. “I knew it you old perv, it may be legal old fruit but college rules would roast your arse and that whopping big dick of yours!” She squeezed my balls and kissed my cheek. “What did I ever see in you passed dick?”
He was mocking me all day with those eyes and lips, well maybe more me than him, but fuck was I teased so hard my cock nearly broke my zipper! So fuck caution I got that teasing bottom in the locked toilet block, the sun shining down as I bounced that dirty tainted cock-teasing angel hard on my lap. The old blocks collapsed roof gave us a sanctuary for extracurricular sex and was only visible from the teachers’ lounge toilet window, if like Leslie Harker you stood on a ladder!
Friday night came and to relive the stress of an eventful week at that college I attended my gentleman’s club for a relaxing drink or two. Perusing the new “gentleman’s” magazines from Europe I couldn’t help but recall my angels touch as I crossed my legs to hide my discomfort! But I didn’t need them now I had my angel, those tranny boys were all just so unreal to me now, fakes not real like my angel. I asked Mavens for a “G&T” and picked up a mag to flick through as I waited.
Leslie had said she owed me for getting her safely away from an abusive boyfriend and introducing her to my sister, who then discovered her lesbian credentials! Sis and Leslie’s been a year already but bruv’s staying in the closet, mostly! But would my nervous but secretively dirty slutty angel do that, let her? I had three more g&t’s waiting nervously!
“Sally” approached me in the club and I nearly fainted, between my sister and Leslie, both babes if I’m honest was a tall blonde angel in gold sandals, dressed and made up to kill! My old heart skipped too many beats and I was breathless as I introduced my guests.
Sally was smothered by admirers and seemed to lose all her inhibitions as she worked those old men. Did she really understand what I had proposed? She playfully batted away wandering hands like a pro, a real women of the world. That timid angel was not this Sally, she seemed a tall blonde vixen!
Mavens returned looking grim and stoic as always and calmly announced the playroom was ready to receive guests. I reluctantly let go of Sally’s delicate hand as she trailed after those half-cut old men, some disrobing already as Mavens tutted to himself picking up after them. “How many in tonight?” He almost smiled surprising me! “Twenty tonight sir, I laid out prophylactics and lubricant for the lady as requested. Do you require anything from the bar?” I sighed. “The strongest cocktail you can think of Mike!”
“Really sir decorum!” I accepted the tall class and sipped a fiery liquid that was both smooth and dangerous! “Wow! It’s just us Mike, have one for yourself this fire-waters just the thing!” I was reluctant to share my angel but it was the rule of the club I was in and like it or not I really couldn’t turn down a club president’s request without consequence.
I was pretty unsteady on my own four feet, or was that five as I stumbled into that leather upholstered romper room the reek of stale sweat and sex guiding me. Sally lay on the red leather round table, a round platform where the rituals were held. She was collared and cuffed and in a state of undress only a well-used and serviced lady of the night could pull off! My cock was so hard I fought to get out of my trousers before I bent it in half!
Tired as my ruined angel was she mewed as I entered her wet gaping maw, she was never so loose before those old farts had done their weird rituals! But she did her best my angel to squeeze me in the most pleasing manner as I came inside her holding her sweet c-cup breasts as she moaned; stoking and caressing her after as Maven unlocked her shackles.
I escorted my angel home as that feminine young man sat beside me in the back of Mike Mavens car, trying to explain and apologise for my entanglement in that weird club and the reason I was forced to let him go there for that ritual thing. I got a good long smooch before he left red faced, he was so shy whereas Sally was not, not in the least according to Maven who secretly watched the ritual for me!
Sally in a move that both thrilled and terrified me arrived at my new house door with a suitcase and as “Sally” in full makeup and heels. Mother and father and my sister and her ‘friend’ were there to as I was suddenly outed, the closet door thrown open! My father was still bemoaning that odd c***dren he’d sired as my parents left after a somewhat awkward dinner! Leslie and my sister stayed for drinks with me and Sally, they liked Sally!
“Time of the month?” Sally pulling on new Cuban heeled stockings sighed as I clipped them to her frilly suspender belt nodded acceptance. Every month she attended those odd old farts weird sexual ritual orgy, sometimes with me in attendance and sometimes alone. Did she like that sort of thing? A quick kiss. “I’m off darling, don’t drink too late be back late.” Again my angel had to honour my pledge, it broke Leslie after the first time, but somehow we remained friends. Now Sally was on her ninth month and I wondered if she would be the first to…
Fin.