She spill the beans.

“That…that reminds me of something,” Tiffany barely lets out.

“Hmm?” Linda turns towards Tiffany.

“I uh…I have a secret I’ve been keeping…from everybody…”

“Whoa, that sounds serious. What is it, what is it?” Linda eagerly anticipates.

“Ah! Well…um…,” Tiffany is taken aback a bit by Linda’s eagerness.

Linda curbs herself and quietly smiles waiting for Tiff to gather her courage. Tiffany stops walking and Linda then stops with her.

“Linda, I’m what they call a futanari,” Tiffany softly reveals.

“A futanari? What is that exactly?”

“It means…that I was born with both a penis and a vagina.”

“What?! Whoa, that’s crazy! Is that really possible?” Exclaims Linda.

“Yeah, it’s…uh, kinda rare. But it happens,” Tiffany meekly clarifies.

“Oh! Sorry, I don’t mean anything in bad or strange way! It’s really cool and interesting! Thank you for sharing your secret with me Tiff,” Linda says apologetically.

“Wait. What made you want to tell me all of a sudden?” Linda ponders for a second and then grins right at Tiffany. “Ms. Hammer, are trying to hit on me?”

“Aaah! What! No! I-I didn’t mean that…I just…,” Tiffany stutters trying to explain.

“Hey, don’t sweat it Tiff! I’m just yanking your chain,” Linda says reassuring Tiff and putting an arm around her.

“Anyway…Let’s go over here real quick,” Linda says dragging Tiffany into a tall thicket of bushes.

“What are you doing? Why are we in here?” A flustered Tiffany begs.

“Now that you told me about your secret Tiff you really have to show it to me!” Linda explains.

“What! No! No! I can’t show you! I can’t do that here!!” Cries Tiffany.

“It’s fine Tiff. There’s no one else here,” Linda says peaking outside their cover. “Look, you can’t just tell me you have a dick and not show it to me.”

Tiffany squirms awkwardly. Linda looks regretful and reigns herself in.

“I’m sorry Tiff. You let me know your secret and I’m very happy you feel you can trust me with it. I shouldn’t be pressuring you into this, so if you don’t want to show it to me that’s completely reasonable,” Linda apologizes.

Tiffany looks away and muses. She reflects on all the emotions she’s felt today and contemplates giving in. She thinks hard, and then she composes herself.

“Linda, you don’t need to apologize. It’s alright. I’ll show it to you,” Tiffany says confidently.

Tiffany unzips her jeans and lowers them slightly. Linda stares attentively. Tiff reaches into her panties and in one swift motion pops out her dick.

“Holy shit! That’s a real dick! You have an honest to God dick!” Linda exclaims utterly amazed. She falls to her knees probably to get a closer look. “How have you been hiding this bad boy this whole time?!”

“I…managed…,” replies Tiffany.

“Is it fully functional? Does it pee? Does it get hard? Can you jerk it? Does it produce semen?” Linda rapid-fire questions.

“Um, it uh,” Tiffany tries to take it in then steadies herself. “It’s functional. I sometimes pee from it. It does get erect, and I’ve jerked it before…and I have ejaculated with it.”

“That’s so cool!” Linda expresses.

“Hey…,” Linda says smirking and carefully raises her hand. “Would you…possibly…let me touch your dick?”

“Aaaaaahhhsuregoahead!” Tiffany fights through her embarrassment to give an immediate answer.

Linda hovers her hand over Tiffany’s cock, and then she wraps her fingers around it. She slowly feels the length of the shaft and then cups the tip. She moves her hand under and cradles Tiff’s whole member.

“Oooh. I can’t lie Tiff. This dick of yours ain’t half bad!”

“Oh, th-thanks Lin. That’s real sweet of you to say,” Tiffany says blushing and trying not to lose her composure.

Linda happily continues to handle Tiffany’s cock. Her patting becomes caressing. Her grip tightens and she pulls at it underhanded. The caressing is now approaching stroking.

“Uh, L-L-Lin?” Tiff nervously calls.

But Linda appears to be unresponsive. Her breathing hastens. Her eyes are focused and mesmerized. A perverted smile stretches across her face. Linda firmly grasps and milks Tiff’s cock.

Tiffany squirms and writhes. She feels embarrassed and mortified, but she can’t bring herself to stop Linda. All of Tiffany’s pent-up emotions and frustrations are rising to the surface. Finally experiencing the sensual touch of a woman is too much for Tiff to resist.

Linda silently giggles as she enthusiastically strokes Tiff. She tugs and rubs her thumb all over the tip. Tiffany moans and whimpers. Linda picks up her pace. Tiffany cups her mouth with both hands. Linda rolls her palm over the tip and then firmly grasps the whole cock. Tiffany cums barely able to restrain her loudest moan yet. Her jizz shoots into the bushes and a little dribbles over Linda’s fingers.

“Eh…Ah! Oh no oh no!” Linda snaps back into reality.

A teary-eyed Tiffany huffs and blushes bright red.

“Um, uh, hahaha! Thanks again for letting me in on your secret Tiff!” Linda quickly scrubs her hand on the grass and immediately stands up. “Oh, look at the time! I really gotta be somewhere else right now right now! Okay byeee!

“Huh? No! Wait! Linda!” calls out Tiffany.

“I’M SUPER SORRY TIFF I’LL TALK TO YOU LATER!” Linda shouts running away.

Tiffany breathes deeply and stares at the spot Linda had just been a millisecond ago. She slumps down, lands on her ass, and lets out one last big sigh.