ASA: BNM: Sit next to Chantelle

From Create Your Own Story

You sit down, turn to her speak, but she playfully kisses your cheek before you can react. Her hand touches your thigh, and instantly you develop an interest for camping in the inner city. You are on your way to pitching a tent. The way your member is propped, it will at least not push directly forward.

Your cock is going to emerge very soon, your through the top of your pants, peeking its head out. The thought worries and excites the mind. Yet the mind is being engaged in conversation.

"So tell me," Chantelle chimes "why did you decide to meet me?"

"I... well," you begin to formulate the thought, but you're not sure what to say.

Do you say that you've always wanted to be a shemale, that pornography turned you to this? Do you tell her how you'd love to have great by bouncy breasts, be a rich bimbo like in the movies? That you love the song "Stupid Girl" for the wrong reasons, not those that the writer intended?

Or do you coyly lie? Say its a one time kink. You dont know this woman, and you're not sure you want to open up to her.

Before you can finish your sentence... if you could even call that babbling a sentence, Chantelle cuts you off: "Are you..." her hand moves you your crotch "maybe..." she feels the shape of your privates "...a slut?"

Those words cause you to break into a cold sweat. 'Is she a mind reader?' you seriously ask yourself 'Was she just being dominant?'. The realization dawns upon your person. You're probably not her first.