Don't forget to check out part 1 if you haven't yet:
https://forum.xnxx.com/showthread.php?t=33538

To sum up part 1: Alexis is a hermaphrodite that had her vagina removed at birth, so she only has a dick, but then began to develop as a girl when she hit puberty, so she is essentially "a chick with a dick". She is now in 8th grade, and has her first serious boyfriend, but they have done nothing more than date and kiss on her doorstep. Her boyfriend, John Woods, is aware that she has a dick and not a pussy, and is ok with it.

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So, I wrote this one, just like the first part, all in one sitting, and haven't bothered to grammar check it or spell check it. I just want to know what you all think. Was is better or worse than the first one?

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Now on to Part 2!

It was 11 PM, but Alexis wasn't tired. She usually went to bed around ten, but tonight she was especially horny, and no porn would comfort her. Usually she just looked up shemale porn, because she imagined herself more easily as the shemale than if she looked up plain straight porn or gay porn. Sometimes she watched videos where the shemale received, in others she gave. But today, neither was working. She had a boner, and was working furiously to get rid of it, but she was having a very difficult time.

It wasn't even really about the porn, either. Usually, if she felt flexible that day and stretched out first, she could suck her own dick, and without even imagining anything she could cum, just from the feeling of a hot mouth around her dick, and of a hot dick in her mouth.

But it wasn't her dick that was bothering her, really; it was the loneliness. Alexis and John had been going out for two months now, but they'd only gotten to first base and lingered there. No matter how many time he told her that he didn't mind that she had a penis, he simply refused to go any further. He'd never touched it, he'd never seen it; he'd only seen the bulge in her jeans when she accidently got an erection in school. She hadn't even yet gotten an erection from kissing him except once, because he stopped to soon and never really got going. They would kiss like he was from the sixteenth century or something: just a peck on the cheek here, long kiss goodnight with no tongue action at all. Only last friday had they even gotten to french kissing, during a particularly bad movie that they had both decided to see just so they could sit in the back and make out without missing anything good. That was the only time she had gotten an erection as they kissed, and even in the dim theater, she noticed that John had one, too. But they stopped making out when the credits started to roll, so they could have time to calm down before they got up. The closest John got that night to touching her dick was when he put his hand on her thigh, but that wasn't even when they were frenching, only after they had stopped. John really liked to just stay above ground, touching her neck in a sensual way, rubbing her back... heck, he wouldn't even touch her tits!

'Maybe John is just a gentlemen,' she thought. 'Maybe he's going slow because he thinks I want to go slow. Well I don't! I want him to acknowledge me! Acknowledge I'm a girl! Acknowledge I'm a guy! Just fondle me already!'

Aggravated with her lack of help from the internet, Alexis got up and went to the bathroom, naked, hard-on solid with no chance of backing down. Her parents were both in their bedroom with the door closed, and she could hear them trying to have sex quietly, so as not to wake her. It made her feel even worse that they were happily fucking, but she couldn't even get her boyfriend to touch her tits.

Alexis stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, looking over herself. 'Why wouldn't he want me?' she asked herself. She was budding into a beautiful girl. She was slender, a little bit curvy, with legs that curved delicately into her ass - a tight, cute, white-girl ass that was the envy of the other girls in school. Her belly was a bit flat, but she ate right and exercised, and hoped that would soon curve as finely as the models she'd seen in Seventeen Magazine. Her tits were smaller than she wanted, too, but she knew she wasn't done growing yet, and anyway, at her age, they were well-formed perky things with cute little nipples that every guy wanted to fondle - 'except John', she thought, and sighed.

She was perhaps not the conception of 'hot' that some girls tried to make themselves, but John called her 'cute' often, and she thought that was a true compliment. Her face was somewhere between teen-cute and baby-cute, but definitely sweet-cute. She had perfect, almond shaped, spring-green eyes complimenting her straight, sunkist brown hair, which she liked to let drop past her shoulders or put up into a ponytail. Her small mouth fit her delicate chin perfectly, and John loved it when she bit her lower lip when she was deep in thought.

He said once that she was 'naturally pretty' and shouldn't wear makeup, which was a good thing, because she didn't like too. She tried it a couple times, but she didn't like the way she looked. 'Let's face it, I'm a tomboy,' she thought. TomBOY.

Then there was, of course, her penis. She looked at it in the mirror, looked at her testes, and decided that, given the fact that it was there, it certainly looked quite feminine. Even fully erect, she didn't have a single blemish on her penis or testes, no sagging, no veins, no shift to one side like she had seen in some pornos. In fact, it kind of looked like a small child's organs, being so smooth, its appearance flowing so naturally and easily to her body. Her penis was now over four inches long when erect, yet slim, but certainly still growing. The only thing missing was pubes. Her pubes simply hadn't grown in. Her legs had started growing hair, and she was shaving them regularly, but not a single hair arrived anywhere near her privates. In a way, it was the cutest little package a girl could hope to have, fitting the rest of her cute little body to the letter. The only thing she didn't like about her penis was the frenulum, that little part on the underside of the head that looks weird. Well, at least she didn't have to look at it often.

She looked at her body in the mirror, turning around to look at her ass, turning it back to look at her breasts, and finding, really, no imperfections. 'Why doesn't John like me? And why won't this freaking hard-on die already!' She grabbed her dick and feircely stroked it before just giving up. She was in no mood to try to suck it, and she couldn't find any porn to get rid of it. 'Do boys have this much trouble?' she thought, and went back to bed in frustration.

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John Woods, himself, was having much the same problem. He had a boner that would not quit. He, too, tried looking at whatever porn he could find, but nothing worked. he couldn't look at porn anymore. It just felt like... betrayal a bit. Jerking off to fantasies that weren't about Alexis were getting harder and harder to do. Alexis would always come back into his mind. It was weird, at first, because he couldn't imagine what it would be like to have sex with her. Obviously, vaginal was out of the question, and even when he tried to imagine her with one, it just didn't sit right with him. So he tried to imagine getting a blowjob from her, but her cute, innocent face wasn't capable of going anywhere near his dick. Then he considered anal, and that was alright for a while, but he couldn't really imagine that, either. He couldn't imagine what her penis would be doing the entire time. Would she have a boner? Would she be flaccid? Would she cum? Would her dick bounce around a bit?

Then last night John had a wet dream, where he was lying on the grass on a hill nearby the school, lying naked with Alexis. She wasn't sucking his dick, exactly - she was kissing it gently, more like. Like as if she were pecking him on the cheek, only more slowly and sensually. As she was about to part her lips and put her tongue to his dick, he changed his mind, and got onto his stomach. He held one of her feet, and began kissing it, the moved to her ankle, her calf, her knee, her thigh - and then her dick was in front of his face. It was flaccid, just rsting casually on her balls like he wasn't doing anything at all erotic. He figured that he ought to take the plunge, and finally kissed her penis. It made not motion to rise, no recognition of what he'd done. He kissed it again, and again, and then finally just opened his mouth and let her dick slip in. The head of her dick was barely in his mouth when he came - and he woke up. He couldn't stop himself, even though he immediately snapped out of his dream. His boxers got wet, his sheets got wet; it was a mess.

Even with masturbation, John would sometimes have wet dreams, and it was strange sometimes where his mind went when he wasn't directing it. 'But... oh, why not?' he thought, 'Why not just get over the fact that she has a dick and let her USE it?'

So John stopped the video he was watching and closed his eyes, imagining them naked on that hill - or better yet, and that movie when they started frenching... yeah, that was a good day. John had wanted to go farther that day, much farther, but he just wasn't sure how. 'Well, now is the time to correct that mistake,' he thought.

'So, we're sitting in the movie, and I'm kissing her - WE'RE kissing each other - and I move my hand to her waist... do I want to go up or down? Touch her tits, or - oh, for Christ's sake DOWN! I reach inside her pants and grab her - penis. She's hard... she makes a grab for me - she unbuttons my jeans... unzips my fly... wraps a finger around my dick... she smiles as she kisses me, I can feel it... Her whole hand grabs my dick. I grab hers, and I begin to stroke. We're not wearing clothes anymore... we're just naked in the movie. We're stroking off each other... We're-'

John came rather suddenly, and he wasn't prepared. He didn't have his tissues at hand, and he was still sitting at his computer. Cum shot onto his keyboard, onto his hand, down the side of his dick - 'shit, now it's getting in my pubes!' John thought to himself. This would be a mess to clean up, especially the keyboard. Was it even worth all that trouble?

Yes. Yes it was.

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The next day, after school, Alexis and John hung out at the skatepark with a few of their friends. John was feeling good, but Alexis looked dead tired. She didn't tell John, but her boner really had kept her up much of the night. She never got it to go down, and didn't recall falling asleep. She was relieved that it wasn't there when she woke up in the morning, but she didn't like the sexual frustration at all. She didn't know what to do, because John didn't want to do anything sexual with her.

She was wrong, though.

When John noticed that she looked so tired, he asked her about it. She vaguely mentioned not sleeping well.

John took that as his cue, and promptly hugged her. Alexis was swept up in it, for a moment; she loved the closeness of him, the feeling of his body against hers, how her chest was being squished just a bit against his chest, the pressure of his leg against hers, against her dick. She wasn't sure how long the hug lasted, but she felt him kiss her temple, and whisper in her ear "Please feel better. I was hoping we'd do something tonight."

How could she interpret that sentence? Did he mean just go for ice cream, or was he hinting at something more, because he was so vague?

"Okay," she whispered back to him.

As John let go, Alexis had the feeling he lingered a little too long with his hand on her ass... or did she imagine it?

She thought about it, and John noticed she had a dazed look on her face, and, thinking maybe she was serious about getting no sleep, so he said "You alright? You sure you're ok to stay awake tonight? Or maybe we could just call this short, like go to my house, make some coffee, and just play some games or something?"

Before she could answer, he shouted to his friends "Hey! We're gonna go! See ya later!" and started to pull Alexis along with him.

After a few moments she regained the use of her legs and walked with him.

To both of them, the walk seemed to last forever, and then when it was over it seemed like it took no time at all. They reached John's house, and he led her in. John's parents weren't home from work yet, so they had the house to themselves.

"Do you want that coffee, or do you just want to lay down?" John asked.

"You look totally beat."

"No, I can have coffee, it'll be good," Alexis said, not really sure if she meant it.

John started up a pot of coffee, and Alexis sat down at the kitchen table, feeling tired, but wired at the same time. She really had no clue what was going on, and she was kind of nervous.

John was as nervous as she was, but he didn't show it. Instead, he showed total confidence, and acted quite like his normal self. He did show his concern for her, repeatedly asking her how she was feeling, but she just kept saying she was fine, not even noticing how many time he asked her.

Alexis took the coffee when it was ready and sipped it slowly. John was so wired he only drank his to give his hands something to do.

Despite finishing his cup long before Alexis did, John decided not to talk to her while she sipped her cupped. He wasn't sure what to say and didn't want to keep asking her how she was. He poured himself another cup, and finished even that one before she finished her first. Finally he could take it no more, so he took her cup out of her hands and put it on the table. He took her by the hands and led her upstairs to his bedroom. Her senses went on high alert when she realized where he was leading her, but she realized that something was finally going to happen. If they were just going to make out, they would just stay on the couch, maybe start by watching TV and moving on. But John was trouncing on protocol, but Alexis was ok with it.

They sat down on John's bed, and started kissing. John was his usual, sensual self, starting slow, not jamming his mouth into hers like he had somewhere to be, but opening her mouth up gently. His hands began at her neck, rubbing her shoulders, then down and to her front. He placed a hand on her breast, above the shirt, but that didn't matter much to Alexis. He was going for it, and it felt good. He placed his other hand on her other breast, and fondled them gently, just as he would massage her back.

Finally, Alexis decided to take off her shirt, followed quickly by her bra. John went back to groping them, but was kissing at a bit of a faster pace now. He was so delighted that he was showing his appreciation through his kisses, and through his hands.

John pulled away from her mouth, no matter how much he wanted to continue exploring it with his tongue, and kissed her chin, the moved down to her neck, slowly down to breast... When his mouth got there, he took one hand away, and then kissed a line down to her nipple. Having never played with a girl's tits before, he wasn't sure what to do with his mouth down there, but he sort of remembered what to do from pornos, so he started sucking her tit. He though he looked a little ridiculous, like he was trying to get milk out of her or something, but when he glanced up, she didn't even have her eyes open anymore. She had given in to simply feeling everything he was doing.

Alexis was getting a hard-on, and a thought briefly flitted through her mind 'What if he gets scared now?' But it disappeared and was replaced with no thought at all. She could not think, only feel.

John, too, was getting an erection, and feeling it push against his jeans, he took it as his cue to see what hers was doing. Staying with his mouth on her breast, flicking her nipple with his tongue, John reached his hand down to her jeans and placed it lightly on her crotch. He could feel her penis, getting harder as he touched it.

'Now or never.'

John unbuttoned her jeans and unzipped them, quite easily considering he wasn't looking. But, before he touched it for real, he had to look at it.
John gently nudged Alexis so she was laying down, and he managed to take her jeans off. Only her bulging boxers stood between him and her penis. Only torture himself, to postpone seeing what he desperately wanted to see, he kissed her from her breast down to her waistline. When he kissed her waist, she inhaled deeply. It was the greatest sound he'd ever heard, because it was the sound of her pleasure.

Wasting no time now, he slid her boxers down, keeping his eye on her crotch.
Her dick was cuter than any dick he had fantasized about, and now that he saw it, he couldn't imagine it any other way. It went with the rest of her so perfectly he had no idea how he could not have imagined it like that.

He pulled her boxers the rest of the way off, then took off her socks. Just like in his dream, he began at her feet. he kissed her toes, and as he did so, she gasped again and spread her toes wide. His kissed each one, then kissed the bottom of her foot, moving on to her ankle, calf, knee...

When John got to her thigh, he had a plain view of her cock in front of him, and it was the closest his face had ever been to it. Her dick was in the air, waiting impatiently to be touched. But John put it off, taking extra long to kiss her thigh, then finally moved on, and without thinking, kissed her sac. She moaned now, and her sac and penis bounced a little. He kissed her sac again. this was just too much for her.

In her ecstacy, Alexis had wanted to cum since John kissed her waist, and had spent all her energy preventing herself from cumming thus far. But she could hold it in no longer, and when he kissed her sac again, this time parting his lips, she had an orgasm. The cum went into the air and landed all over her stomach. her dick spasmed a lot, trying to get every last little bit of cum out of her system. As she came, she wrapped her legs around John and squeezed him tight.

John was surprised, but... he was ok with this. He got her off and he had never even touched her dick. But now, even though it didn't matter, he still wanted to.

John moved his lips from her sac to the base of her dick, and he kissed it. Her dick convulsed again from the sensitivity. He kissed it again and again, a little farther up each time, and it kept convulsing. Finally, he reached the head, where cum was still dripping.

He stopped there. He didn't know about touching cum yet with his lips. He didn't have a plan for that.

He chickened out.

John looked up at Alexis, and said, "You stay right here. I'll get a towel for you."

"Mmm-hm," Alexis said.

John got up and went to the bathroom. He was already chiding himself for being a pussy. But he got the towel, and wiped up her cum, and told her to just rest.

"Mmm-hm," she said, and drifted off to sleep.

'Well,' John thought, 'you did it. You went all the way. Well, not ALL all the way, but as far as she was going, anyway.'

And a voice in the back of his head said 'No, John, you didn't.'

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Part 3 coming soon (so I hope).

Tell me whatcha think...

 

The anticipation is killing me! Can't wait for part three and beyond.

 

Wow.. I read part one, and thought, 'no way is part two gonna touch this' But you blew it out of the water. Good job!! Can't wait for part three. I love your twist. It's nice to finally read a story and not just a sex scene. Wonderful job!

 

Damn it... Damn it... Damn it...

Now I gotta wait even more for such a good story! Don't know what I'll do until the next one comes out!

 

You shouldn't have to wait too long, I actually know what I want to do for part 3, now it's just having the time to write it.

 

Thanks!

 

Very well done and very interesting. Saw a woman interviewed on TV awhile back, it's as if you are telling her story. Keep going please!

 

i know the lady you are talking about but that was with a third grader. but i like the direction of the story but id like to know what their friends think and stuff. the first story hit on it however the second one didnt. keep up the good work!

 

Don't worry, I'll be bringing the friends back in soon enough (maybe part 3 or 4). I figured for this part Alexis and John needed some alone time.

 

naturally!

 

Part 2.5 is up!

https://forum.xnxx.com/showthread.php?t=35905

(hee hee, part 3 some other time)

 

Great story!
I orgasmed after reading this

 

Always happy to hear that my readers thoroughly enjoyed themselves.

 

Aw. This is so touching yet erotic at the same time. I believe this is moving into my top 3 fave sex stories, just because of the sheer genius & creativity. Sorry that it took me so long to catch up!

 

Nice story