(Wrenn POV) I give good head, Kody

After her shower, we talked for a long time.

“So you began to be more feminine after you started developing breasts?” I asked, recapping.

“Yeah… my mom took me to the regular appointments and stuff. I don’t know… every part of me was developing,” she said, gesturing to her crotch.

“But you like being a girl?” I asked.

She nods, looking down. We were both sitting on her bed. She leaned back against the wall her bed was pressed to.

“After mom died, I needed to be more of the woman anyway. I cooked and cleaned the house and stuff. My dad never let me wear girly stuff though. He said he could see “it” in tight shorts which he didn’t like,” she said, in an exhausted tone.

“I’m sorry,” I say, quietly.

Kody shrugs and smiles at me. “We got into a huge fight which ended in a heart-to-heart. He ended up crying to me about mom… told me he really wanted me to go to a nice school so I could leave the farm,” Kody says. We sit in silence for a minute.

“Does it work?” I ask, slowly.

She looks at me surprised. She starts laughing, her silver nose ring catching the soft lamp light in the room. “What? My dick? Yeah… very well,” she says, exaggerating the very well part.

“Well, I’m sure your previous girlfriends weren’t disappointed,” I say.

She laughs again, bringing her knees up to her stomach. She presses her back deeper into the wall.

“They wouldn’t have been disappointed if I had girlfriends,” a weird cockiness in her voice make me question the validity of her statement. I cross my arms.

“Liar. You’ve had girlfriends,” I say. She shakes her head with a smirk.

I pause, “You’ve had sex before, right?” I question. She continues to smirk.

I playfully hit her elbow, knocking it off her knee. She chuckles.

“I haven’t. My dad wouldn’t let me. My curfew was 8:00 pm and I basically wasn’t allowed to leave the farm. When I was getting my A.S degree, all my classes were online.” She shrugged, “I did kiss a few girls in high school but that was it.”

I sat in amazement. She was so beautiful and physically attractive… she couldn’t be a virgin.

“Have you been with anyone?” she asks.

“Yeah. I’ve been with two guys. I had a boyfriend in high school for three years and he took my virginity. Then I had a boyfriend for two years after him. We broke up last year,” I explain.

She grabs her pillow and casually puts it between her thighs before she asks “Were they any good in bed?”

The wheels in my head begin to turn mischievously. She’s getting a boner. I fake yawn and pretend to itch my stomach, exposing my panties. I lean back onto my hands.

“Well, the high school guy was small but it still hurt so bad when he fucked me for the first time,” I playfully tilt my head, noticing her thighs pulling the pillow closer to her crotch. The length of the pillow covered her stomach.

“I thought it hurt really bad because it was my first time. I didn’t fuck him again. But my college boyfriend had it figured out. I just have a really tight pussy.”

“Fuck,” she whispers, looking down.

I continue, knowing my plan is working.

“He would make me cum really fast with a few strokes of his finger on my clit before he started finger-banging me. He would pull and stretch my pussy before he—”

“Okay! Okay… I get it,” she breathed, closing her eyes. Just as she leaned her head back against the wall, I snatched the pillow away from her.

Her massive cock had pushed its way through the fly of her boxers where it had grown up her stomach. Her eyes flew open, her face turning a bright red.

“Jesus! You’re massive,” I gasp.

“Fuck… I’m so sorry, Wrenn. Give me a second,” she says apologetically, trying to get up.

“Wait… I don’t mind. Lay down,” I say.

She freezes. “Why?” she asks, nervously.

“I’m going to take care of you,” I say, tying my hair back.

She smiles shyly. “No, I’m not letting you do that.”

Before she has time to continue I kiss her, running my tongue under hers, deeply making out with her. She starts laying down for me. I get on top of her, rubbing her cock with my underwear. She moans in my mouth. I release her lips, getting on my elbows and knees between her legs. I pull her boxers off and massage her balls which were already trying to pull themselves up to the base of her cock. I let my forehead graze her chest as I take her swollen cock into my mouth. I wrap my hands around the base of her huge cock and slide my lips down her veiny shaft.

“Oh fuck, Wrenn," she moans in pure ecstasy.

I feel the smooth muscles in her long shaft slowly begin to pulsate, causing her tip to bubble over with precum. I bob my head faster.

“Look at me,” she groans.

I look up at her, the edge of her cock head barely peaking out from under my lips. She grabs the sides of my face.

“Gag,” she begs.

I smirk, knowing she's trying to last for this moment. I don’t have a gag reflex but I certainly can be theatrical and fake it. I let her hot, throbbing cock massage the back of my throat. I arch my back and make a coughing sound, looking at her. She looks back at me.

“Oh fuck… oh my God, Wrenn. That’s gonna make me cum,” she says, breathlessly.

Suddenly her cock erupts with cum, shooting thick ropes down my throat before filling my mouth. Her groaning makes my clit twitch in the slippery puddle I made in my panties. I can’t swallow anymore so I take my mouth away and breathe heavily as I stroke the remaining cum from her.

“You have got to be kidding me. You are so amazing,” she says in a tired voice.

She takes her cum soaked shirt off and grabs me. “Eat me out,” I purr, grinding on her stomach before removing my soaking-wet panties. She quickly nods, getting between my legs.

“Just make out with this,” I point to my clit.

She laughs nervously. “Thanks.”

She kisses my clit, wrapping her arms around my hips.

“That’s perfect, Kody,” I moan, feeling her confidence grow.

She opens her mouth more and slowly starts making out with my increasingly swelling clit. Her tongue lapped up every drip of my juice.

“Oh, Kody… that’s going to make me cum.”

As I moan this, my pussy spasms into orgasm. I fumble for her hand. She understands what I want. She gets to her knees and slips her fingers inside me. I cry out in pleasure. Her cock was already fully erect again. She moans with me as she runs her fingers back and forth in the walls of my wet pussy.

“Come on me,” I moan.

“Wrenn I can’t,” she says.

“Why?” I say, propping myself up with my elbows.

“That’s disrespectful,” she says, wincing as her erection jumps and oozes precum.

“I’m asking you to. You’re okay.” I grab her fingers and jam them deeper into my pussy.

She reluctantly grabs her cock and begins stroking it. I look up at her face and I can tell she’s trying not to enjoy it, holding back her moans. I smile and roll my eyes. I get out of bed.

“I’m sorry! What happened? Did I hurt you?” She asks.

I don't answer. I grab a pillow from my bed and throw it on the floor in front of her, kneeling on it. Taking two handfuls of her muscular ass, I lean back and take the length of her cock down my throat. She moans my name loudly.

“Can I grab your hair?” she says, breathlessly.

I nod as she gently takes a handful of my hair in her fist and follows the rhythm of my head.

“Fuck, you look so good,” she groans.

I can tell her eyes are fixed on my ass. I release her cock and start tenderly rubbing small circles over her swollen tip.

“Oh my god,” she says loudly.

Her moans become quicker as her cock pours precum down onto my face.

“I’m really really close,” she says in the same hurried tone as before.

I move my face under her cock as she covers it in thick, white cum. I grab her cock before she finishes completely and coat my tits in it too.

I wipe my eyes and look up at her. She looks down at me.

“I’m so sorry,” she says quickly.

She grabs her towel from the floor and kneels in front of me. She takes my head in her hand and begins cleaning off my face and chest.

“You’re so sweet-” I try saying before she picks me up and puts me on my bed. I smile as I watch her get me new panties from my drawer and a new shirt. She walks over to me and I reach my hand out. She ignores it and begins getting me dressed.

“I can get used to this,” I tease. She bends down to kiss me.

"Don’t” she says, and starts looking for her boxers.

I frown “Why?”

She puts on her boxers and starts heading out of the room.

“Don’t start getting used to it until I make you my girlfriend.” I hear the bathroom door shut and quickly grab my phone to call Claire.