Alone on a stormy night

One Friday night, you and Rachel stayed at home with nothing to do. There was a strong storm taking place outside and the power had already gone out for some time, leaving you illuminated only by candlelight, able to see more when the flash of lightning filled the rooms of the house.

You and Rachel were sitting side by side on the sofa in the living room watching the storm through the window, with Rachel leaning against you and resting her head on your shoulder. You put an arm behind her and caressed her head, combing her long hair with your fingers, and she seemed comfortable with your behavior.

Believing this was the time, you gathered your team and said "Rachel, I've been thinking lately and I wish I could hear it from you. What do you think about me?"

Rachel looked at you, finding the question strange, then answered "Well, you are an excellent friend who I can trust. I feel like I can trust you and I feel very safe and comfortable in your company."

"That's good, I also feel great being in your company, something I've never felt with any other woman. That's good, I also feel great being in your company, something I've never felt with any other woman." you said

"I... I'm sorry, but it won't work. I know our friendship is great, but being intimate wouldn't work and things would end very bad between us. Let's just stay friends, okay?" Rachel said, but you could tell by the tone of voice and the hesitation, that she didn't like the answer she gave you.

"Why wouldn't a relationship between us work? We get along so well that for me it just doesn't make sense not to move forward, but you insist on refusing just with this excuse that it won't work and you don't explain why. Tell me the real reason, a decent reason for this refusal." you said

"Why wouldn't a relationship between us work? We get along so well that for me it just doesn't make sense not to move forward, but you insist on refusing just with this excuse that it won't work and you don't explain why. Tell me the real reason, a decent reason for this refusal." you said

"I can't say that. Please do not insist." Rachel said

"I can't, I need to know the reason. I know, you're interested in women, aren't you? I noticed how you look when you see some girls, so it must be that you are actually a lesbian, right?" you said

"I... okay I admit it, I'm attracted to girls, but I'm also interested in men and you're the only one special to me. I can say that I am actually bi." Rachel said

"Still, that doesn't explain why you're refusing me so much. I already know, so it must be your dick, right? You must..." you said and got cut off

"You can not be serious. I'm a girl, so I don't have a dick." Rachel said, trying to hide signs of nervousness in her voice.

"Yes, you have a dick, and a really big one." you said and then told Rachel everything that happened that fateful night, about how she not only showed you her dick on her own, but also how she fucked your mouth and came on your face, as well as the fact that the two of you had slept together that night.

With each flash of lightning you saw Rachel's shocked face looking at you, which was increasingly red and tears began to form in her eyes.

"I can't believe I did this? I knew I shouldn't have drunk so much that night. I was surprised by the amount of dry cum on my face when I woke up, as it was too little for my ejaculation. So the shit was yours? So that's why you've been looking at me more often since then. It was because of my dick, wasn't it? So that's it, you know I'm a freak and keep an eye out so I don't come on to you again." Rachel said, now definitely crying. Soon after, she got up and tried to run away in the dark, but you quickly grabbed her arm to stop her.

"You're totally wrong, I don't think you're a freak." you said

"How not? You said yourself that you didn't react while I fucked your mouth." Rachel said

"I know I said that, but my lack of reaction was because I was still too surprised by what I had just learned about you. I already knew you were hiding something, but this went way beyond what I expected. I was so shocked by the revelation that I didn't know what to do at the time, but after thinking about it a little I don't see any problem with it." you said

"Even so, I'm still a freak. I have something that girls shouldn't have, and to make matters worse, I like it. I learned from my mother that she and my father wanted my dick surgically removed when I was born, but were convinced to let me choose it myself when I was old enough. I couldn't make many friends and was constantly made fun of because of it when I was younger, to the point where my parents asked had to move with me to another state and I started completely hiding my condition from people." Rachel said in tears

You then pulled her towards you and wrapped her in a hug, then said "Yes, your childhood was terrible, but you're not a freak. You are a very special girl who was strong enough to go through such suffering and still become such a kind and loving woman. So what if you have a dick? This just means that you can understand men better than any woman. Yes, it was terrible how the other children treated you at that time, but children are immature and tend to do such things, but today we are mature adults and I'm sure you will be more likely to find someone who accepts you and likes you regardless of your extra part."

"But what I did to you..."

"You were drunk and drunk people do things they normally wouldn't do. Still, what drunk people do can also show their repressed desires, and it made me understand that you have desires for me just like I have for you. There's more, even after discovering your secret I still want you as much as before. You do not understand? Knowing you have a dick doesn't make me love you any less." you said

"Do you... do you really accept me for everything I am and want to be more intimate with me?" Rachel said

"Of course I want to, but if you said you would rather have a firm relationship with a female instead of me..."

"No, I want to be with you. Like I said, I'm sexually attracted to women too, but that's it. For my love life I want a husband, a man with whom I can form a family. Even though I didn't have surgery to remove my dick, I had a vasectomy because in a family I want to be the mother and not the father of a child." Rachel said

"Great, it's good that you open up to me. Now relax, there's nothing for you to be afraid of here." you said

Rachel then hugged you back, crying with her face against your chest, this time shedding tears of happiness at being accepted.

As you maintained the hug, you felt something start to press against your leg, and you already knew exactly what it was.

"No, now is not the time for me to get hard." Rachel complained, then looked you in the eyes and said "I'm very sorry. It turns out that having male and female parts, my sexual appetite and libido are the equivalent of both combined, this makes me have erections at the most inopportune moments."

"No problem. In fact, I was thinking that we could repeat what we did that night, only this time without the **** or the surprise." You said and made sure she felt that your own dick was hard too.

A smile filled her face and you kissed, feeling your cocks pressed together through your clothes.

After the kiss, you took some candles and extinguished the others, then went up to your room, where you had sex by candlelight without caring about the storm that was still raging outside.

For the first round you Rachel demanded that you ignore her dick and treat her like a normal woman, fucking her pussy. To achieve her goal, you had to reach her vertical opening from behind, with her holding her balls so they don't hit yours with each thrust. You managed to make her cum first and, soon after that, it was your turn. To avoid pregnancy, since you weren't using a condom, you took your dick out of her at the last moment and stroked it for a few seconds, cumming on her back.

Even after that, Rachel's dick was still rock hard. She asked for a second round, guiding you to lie down on her bed and sucking her dick to get it ready again. You then said to her to get on top of you, which after she did allowed you to suck each other's cocks in a 69.

Repeating the same time, only now with both of you sober, you and Rachel took your cocks out of each other's mouths at the last moment, once again cumming and smearing their partner's face with cum.

Now satisfied and tired, you and Rachel lay in bed together, waiting for the storm to pass. Eventually, you and Rachel fell asleep cuddled together.