Angie And Susan Pt. 01

ANGIE AND SUSAN, Part One, by AndieT

This is a continuation of my previous work entitled Becoming Angie, the story of a boy who becomes a woman and meets the girl of her dreams, and that girl is Susan.

She is my one true love, my Susan. It felt so good to belong to her, and for her to belong to me. We'd only been together for a few months since meeting on my first day out, so to speak. I was a regular visitor to her home and vice versa, and we were very much into each other, quite literally, and it felt so good and so natural. My life had become so wonderful and it was soon obvious that we were falling in love with each other, and within a few short months, we had happily accepted this and admitted our feelings for each other. Yes, we are in love.

Regardless of which home we stayed at, we always made love. From the very beginning it was sensual, tender, and pure, but as we became accustomed to each other's individual needs and preferences, our sex life started to become even more fun, little bottom slaps, sexy lingerie, and some costumes. Oh, the costumes. Susan liked the French Maid look while I preferred the naughty nurse look. Yes, I know, how very cliché, but what works for the two of us just has to be right.

When we were out and about together in public, we'd give each other the odd sexual touch, mostly Susan touching me, and we both enjoyed the thought of being caught. This was the beginning of what became a love game of daring, and it began quite innocently.

On one such day, we were sitting together on the upper level of a London double decker bus, a number one zero one bus, and were on route for Wanstead, a town on the edge of east London. We were taking an outing to a local area called Wanstead Park, to smell the flowers and freshly mown grass, to look at the lake, normally complete with various aged men engaging in their hobby of angling, and to walk along the river bank, amidst the various overhanging trees. To be part of nature, just for a few hours.

Having passed Manor Park Broadway, the vista of the fields and trees of Wanstead Flats passed by the windows, and with the sun shining, the world with both of us was just right.

While I gazed out of the window watching people going about their business, playing football, or flying kites, I felt Susan's hand rest on my knee and give my leg a light squeeze. She grinned as she leaned towards me, her mouth very close to my ear. "I feel very naughty today". I felt her hot breath on the side of my face, followed by a quick flick of her tongue on my earlobe.

I rolled my eyes, gave her a verbal tut and a light shake of my head in mock disapproval. "When don't you feel naughty?"

She saw my actions and began to move her fingers under the hem of my dress and I immediately placed my hand in my lap and tried to stop her. "Susan, stop it. Someone might notice".

"Oh I know". She gave me a wicked grin with her red lips along with a twinkle in her eyes, "fun isn't it?"

She ignored my own hand and moved hers further under my dress causing me to instinctively open my legs, but only ever so slightly, and in anticipation of her touch, I could feel my cock already beginning to harden inside my panties. Her finger tips reached my growing erection and I let out a murmur of delight. One elderly gentleman a few seats in front of us turned to take a disapproving glance. Susan quickly folded her hand around my cock, squeezed it, and then we both collapsed against each other in fits of giggles.

We had soon composed ourselves as the bus passed the City of London cemetery and I smiled sadly, remembering my wonderful nan, this being her final resting place. As our bus stop approached, I rang the bell to let the driver know to stop and we duly alighted from the bus. The conductor called after us "Have a nice day ladies", and gave us a broad smile.

Susan turned back. "Oh we will", and then playfully patted my bottom while waving goodbye. I looked back to see the conductor standing there, open mouthed as the bus pulled away.

Again, I shook my head. "Susan, you are so bad".

The twinkle in her eyes had now become a mischievous glint. "Aren't I though? And that's why you love me".

I looked into her eyes and smiled at her. "I do". How could I not?

As we walked towards the park entrance, we hooked our arms though each other's, which was normal for us. We wanted to openly hold hands but the time that we were living in was not quite right, but we did hold hands when there were no other people nearby.

After a fifteen minute walk, we arrived at the park gates, entered, and decided to purchase an ice lolly each. I already knew Susan's preferences and approached the ice cream van and gave our order to the vendor. "Two ice lollies please, one orange and one raspberry".

He reached into the refrigerated area and located the items and passed them to me. "There you go, Miss".

I never tired of being called 'Miss', in fact, I loved hearing it. I thanked the vendor, paid for the items, then passed the orange lolly to Susan and then we continued with our walk into the park.

We were both enjoying our lollies as we walked along by the Perch Pond fishing lake when Susan suddenly put her hand on my arm and stopped me. She had a big silly grin on her face as she raised her lolly up. "Imagine if I tried to put this lolly up your.....".

I interrupted her. "Susan, do not finish that sentence. Oh my god, no".

She pouted. "Spoilsport. You better hope I finish this soon, before we find a secluded spot to sit", and then she winked at me in her usual playful manner.

I clenched my bottom cheeks, imagining the cold, but in my mind I though "Hmm, maybe one day, after all, you know what they say. You'll never know until you try it".

As we walked, butterflies fluttered in the warm air, their colourful wings being just one of nature's beauties. Birds chirped away in the branches above while green and blue dragonflies darted across the waters of the lake, and the trees swayed gently in the midday breeze. All was well in the world.

We passed the end of the lake and followed the course of the adjoining river until we reached a small secluded glade and decided to stop and sit, taking in the late spring sun.

Susan held her lolly up by the stick and gave me a wicked grin."Nearly finished".

She took the last two bites then turned to me with her cold lips and kissed me. Just a lip to lip kiss, and then another, but the second one was more lingering. Her lips parted and her sweet orange tasting tongue slipped between my lips to touch my own tongue and with orange on raspberry, we kissed passionately and lovingly, and I thought of how I'd never become tired of kissing this wonderful lady.

I folded my arms around her shoulders and she placed her hands on my hips, our tongues sliding across each other's, and then I felt Susan's hand as it again drifted up my dress. This time I opened my legs willingly and moaned in anticipation. Her fingers tickled their way along my inner thighs until her hand reached my panties. As it was a nice day weatherise, I'd decided to wear a pair of light cotton white panties. Her hand reached my already growing cock and started to stroke me through the material, and after her playfulness on the bus, I was already highly aroused.

She eased the soft material down over my cock, then slipped her fingers around my erectness and began to move her hand up and down, lovingly stroking me. She broke away from our kiss, finishing with one last peck, raised my dress to expose me, moved her face downwards, and with her usual sexy seductive voice, "Lay back and enjoy it", then she kissed the end of my cock.

After a few tender kisses, she slowly slid her cold moist lips over the end and began to suck me while her hand continued moving up and down my length. I lowered my head to the grass below, completely lost in this most intimate moment, my hands stroking my lover's blonde hair as she pleasured me so expertly.

I lay in the grass, my hands now clutching at tufts of the green foliage as Susan alternated between sucking on my hard cock and licking up and down my length, and after about fifteen minutes of this exquisite ecstasy, I felt the knowing sensations of my approaching orgasm.

I was breathing heavily. "Darling, I'm going to cum".

She carried on sucking me and fondling my balls until she could feel me begin to reach the point of no return, then she suddenly stopped sucking and quickly pulled my panties back over my cock, leaving my orgasm to erupt into the cotton material. I looked at her in disbelief. "What the hell, Susan? You didn't?"

She grinned back at me with the usual mischievous look in her eyes. "Oh, but I did. How wicked am I?" She then gently bit the corner of her lower lip.

My cock was still pulsating with cum. "Very. I've now got to wander around in wet panties, at least until we get home".

"Yes", she giggled sweetly, "and I bet you can't wait to get them off for me".

I gave her another tut. "Susan, I've lost count of how many times I've told you just how bad you are, and yes, that's just one reason why I love you".

We had a cuddle and a kiss before I delicately straightened myself up.

She stood up and offered me her arm. "Shall we?"

I hooked my arm into hers. "We shall, you naughty girl".

In my mind I thought, "So, you like playing games do you? I'm going to get you for that, one day, and when you least expect it". Arm in arm we began to walk away, and then...

"Thank you girls", came a man's voice, "that was amazing".

We froze in horror as the realization that someone had been watching our sexual act slowly dawned on the two of us. We turned to see a middle aged man standing behind a bush by the river bank, with one hand holding his fishing rod. Where the other hand was, or what it was doing, I dread to think.

Susan looked at him and smiled. "You're very welcome. I hope you enjoyed the show".

"Very much", and then he added, "thank you, err, ladies".

"Oh, definitely ladies", Susan answered as she lifted her own dress to give him a peek of her panty covered erect cock. "Bye". She blew him a kiss, and then we walked away, gradually starting to laugh until we were again in fits of giggles.

As our laughter began to lessen, I looked at Susan. My head was swimming with the erotic event that had just happened. "Darling, as naughty and bad as that was, it was so hot too".

"Wasn't it though?" She followed up with "I think we both need a drink".

"Well, I certainly do". I finished by raising my eyebrows.

She looked at me and grinned, realising that I had answered with a double entendre. "Ooo, do you promise, Angie?"

I grinned. "After what you've just done to me, I'm going to milk you dry when we get home".

Susan stared right into my eyes and put on her sexy, husky voice. "I look forward to it, sweetie".

We located the park gate leading out to another road with some shops and a small public house, which was just what we were looking for. We entered and purchased our drinks and two packets of cheesy snacks and as we sat down at a table, Susan looked at me with the usual naughty grin on her face. "How's the damp spot?"

I patted the back of her hand as a soft slap. "Not as damp as you're going to be when we get home".

She looked at me. "I'll get you out of your shell if it's the last thing I do. Go on, say it, I dare you".

There was something that she had been trying to get me to say ever since we met. I slowly turned my face up and away in a show of haughtiness and defiance. "No, shan't".

Having finished our mainly liquid lunch, we exited the bar and made our way to the park for one last stroll before getting back to the bus stop, ready for the short ride home.

Arriving at the bus stop, we both got the usual toots from a few male drivers while we waited. The bus soon arrived and we boarded the vehicle, paid our fee, and sat down.

Susan leaned over and whispered in my ear. "When we get home, what do you want?"

I turned my head slightly to return the whisper. "I want you, making love to me".

She shook her head. "You're almost right. What do you really want me to do?" She was goading me. "It's just a matter of time Angie. You will eventually. You might as well begin now".

"No".

On the ride home, we had the usual game of touching cocks when no one was watching. Very soon we rang the bell as our stop arrived and we alighted from the bus, both fully aware that we were showing bulges at the front of our dresses, and arm in arm, we hurried home, both knowing what was going to happen once we were safely inside.

Susan and I had given each other keys to both of our homes, and producing mine, I unlocked the door to her home and entered. As she was a few footsteps behind me, she closed the door and within mere seconds, quickly put her hands up my dress, grabbed my panties and began pulling them down. "Say it".

"No".

She pushed me to the stairs, bent me over and pulled my panties all the way to my ankles. "Say it".

"No, I won't". I tried to sound convincing, but she knew that I was beginning to waver. She was right, it was just a matter of time.

She lifted my dress up and buried her face between my bottom cheeks, her tongue expertly finding my rosebud, and as she started to lick me, pushing her tongue in and out, I whimpered in delight.

She suddenly pulled her lovely face back from my opening. "Say it".

"Ok, fuck me. Happy now?"

While kneeling on the second step, my elbows on the fourth, and my dress up over my waist, Susan raised her own dress, freed her hard cock from her panties, and pushed the head into my very wet hole. Finally, such sheer bliss as my entire body tingled.

"There you go, Angie. I knew you'd eventually say it. Now say it again".

She was mocking me. I looked over my shoulder to her. "Fuck me, Susan. Fuck me hard".

And she did. With the tip of her very erect cock already inside my very wet bottom, she expertly pushed forward, penetrating me further and as she slid in and out of me, slapping her balls against mine, she held me tight "That's my girl. Angie, I love you so much".

She wanted me to curse, and she got it. I looked back over my shoulder. "I love you too Susan, now, less talking and more fucking".

That spurred her on. She took hold of my waist and was now going at me like the sex crazed woman that she was. She tried to make love to me while also fucking me fast and hard, right there on the stairs. As she thrust into me, I pushed back, eager to get her fully inside me, wanting it, needing it, and although I'd only reached orgasm just a few hours earlier, my cock was fully hard and I was eager to cum again.

Kneeling on the stairs, my lover took me right there, hard but still very lovingly. Each thrust of her cock inside me felt exquisite and as she filled me, I panted. "Cum in me, I need it".

Susan pushed in and out of me. "Oh honey, it'll be my pleasure. I'm very close".

She sped up, faster and faster, until she made one big push as deep as she could, then began to cum. Her hot semen squirted deep inside me and it felt wonderful. Pulse after pulse, Susan's cock throbbed as she continued to fill me with her cum. I clenched her cock with my cheeks, milking the last few drops from her beautiful cock and she held my waist until her orgasm finally ended, then collapsed against me, kissing my shoulders and neck tenderly.

As her cock softened and slipped from me, she turned me around, sat me down on the stair, then fell to her knees in front of me and took my own hard cock deep into her mouth and began to suck me again. I placed my hands on her shoulders and moaned in delight. "I thought it was supposed to be me that was going to milk you?"

She took my cock from her mouth and looked up at me with a smile. "Plenty of time darling. Maybe later, if you're lucky". She winked, and then continued to suck me.

As she feasted on my hard cock, I reached down behind her, pulled the hem of her dress up and slid my hands into her panties and gripped her bottom cheeks, then reached between her cheeks and toyed with her opening. She let out a cute little moan while sliding her lips up and down me, her tongue expertly running around the head of my cock.

She sucked me for about twenty minutes, bringing me to the edge then stopping, starting again, and then stopping. She did this several times until I finally reached the point of no return, and she knew it. My cock throbbed with each spurt of hot white cum and I watched her contented face as my love fluid erupted into her waiting, eager mouth.

As my orgasm began to end, Susan slipped me from her mouth, looked up at me and opened her lips wide to show me her tongue, coated in my cum. She smiled as she pushed her tongue out and leaned forward towards me. I opened my own mouth and her tongue entered and entwined with my own as we kissed, both savouring the flavour.

Having shared and swallowed my cum, our kiss ended and our lips parted. She looked down at my cock and used her finger to wipe away the last drop of cum from the end, while I did similar with my finger to wipe the away the drop from her chin. She held her finger up to my lips and I took it into my mouth and licked it clean while she repeated the act on my finger tip, and our eyes never left each other's gaze. She smiled lovingly, opened her lips and spoke. "That's another incredible day, sweetheart. I wonder what we're going to get up to next".

I looked at her and smiled lovingly. "With you anything's possible".

She thought for a moment, then gave me a wicked grin. "Oh, I know. How do you fancy a train journey?"