Queen of Paradise Ch. 02

"Oh no no no sweet Michele, you just said a minute ago it was not all acting," she quipped back. "So what part of sucking my cock, swallowing my cum and snowballing that cum was acting," Miss Stephanie demanded.

Michele was in a quandary now. He replayed the whole scene back in his mind searching for an answer. None was immediately forthcoming. He had said it was not all acting but for the life of him, he could not answer the question. Finally, his mind reasoned a way out. "I sucked your cock as part of winning a contest," he stated with all the confidence he could muster.

"I see, sucking cock to win five thousand dollars is not gay but under any other circumstances is gay," is that what I am hearing from you Miss Stephanie questioned.

"Yes absolutely, I sucked your cock to win a contest," Michele answered with more confidence than his last reply.

"Well you dumb fuck by your own definition you are still gay," Miss Stephanie immediately replied.

Michele had a very confused look on his face. He thought he had explained himself perfectly clearly. "What do you mean," he asked with a very confused look on his face.

"Well my gay friend, you just said we could suck each other's cocks again; so again, by your own definition, since sucking each other's cocks again would have nothing to do with the contest you are gay," she calmly explained. "Face it no matter how you try to explain your actions away, you are gay, face it," she stated matter of factly.

The color ran from Michele's face. He felt lost and hopeless. He knew he was not gay but every time he opened his mouth he dug himself deeper into the abyss. That slippery slope he had felt he was going over before, well, now he was in complete freefall. In all his confusion, Michele had taken no notice of the fact that Miss Stephanie was still softly rubbing his cock. He now noticed that his cock was rock hard again and was sticking out through his panties.

Miss Stephanie looked over at the lost little crossdresser lying next to her. She had seen that look in other girls before; the dazed and confused look that lets her know that the time is right to move it. She squeezed Michele's hard cock and whispered in his ear, "I think we can fix this baby doll, would you like that?"

Michele was snapped back into reality by the pain in his cock. He didn't know what she was talking about. Was it the straining of his cock through his panties or was it the mental and emotional dilemma he found himself in. Was she going to bring him to orgasm again? Further, insist he was gay? Both? Neither? He just turned to her and weakly mumbled, "Uh Hum."

"Good girl Michele we can figure this out together," Miss Stephanie assured her. She added, "First, I believe that you believe you are not gay; but on the other hand you have sucked my cock and would do it again in the future. How do we reconcile this?"

"I don't know Miss Stephanie, I know I'm not gay, though," was his pleading response.

Miss Stephanie removed her hand from his cock, slowly moved it up his body. Over his garter belt, over his bra, upward until she had her index finger gently rubbing back and forth on his lips. She gave a look as if deep in thought and turned her head toward the ceiling. Finally, she stated, "You say you are not gay, you suck cock, in fact, you enjoy sucking cock; how can this make sense? How can both be true?" All Michele could do is shrug her shoulders and move his head side to side.

Miss Stephanie again gave that deep contemplation look as she stared off into space. Michele was clueless; his calculus of cock again had no solution. He too now stared off into space, he was contemplating nothing, though. The only thing he could feel was his cock shrinking back inside his panties. Finally, Miss Stephanie exclaimed, "I've got it, I've got it!"

Michele responded, "What, What is it?"

"Now follow me on this Michele ok, think it through and I know you will agree," Miss Stephane stated as she jumped up and knelt on the bed and sat back on her heels.

"Ok, Ok, please explain," Michele begged as he too jumped up onto his knees. He could not help but notice and stare at how Miss Stephanie's cock and balls looked so much bigger when they were squeezed between her kneeling legs. He stared a little bit longer than he should of.

"Pay attention here," Miss Stephanie admonished. "So you are not gay right," she questioned.

"Right, I'm not gay," was Michele's instant reply.

"But you have sucked cock and will do so in the future, right," she proposed. Miss Stephanie could sense Michele's hesitation on responding in the affirmative to this part of the answer. "Come on baby doll stick with me on this, just answer truthfully honey," Miss Stephanie demanded.

"Ok, ok, yes, it is absolutely true that I have sucked your cock and yes I did say I would do it again," Michele reluctantly admitted. He was finding it difficult to face forward and not down at Miss Stephanie's cock.

"Well, there you have it; don't you see it baby girl; the answer is clear," Miss Stephanie declared.

"See what? What is clear," Michele stated. He was confused. He had no idea what Miss Stephanie was talking about.

"Ok, now follow me Michele; you suck cock; you are not gay; therefore the act of sucking cock is not a gay act," Miss Stephanie said triumphantly.

Michele's eyes glazed over. Miss Stephanie's statement needed to settle in. Both premises were true so by his calculus of cock the conclusion must be true. It seemed too simple to him. How could this be true when he had been brought up to believe just the opposite? Michele thought back through the events of the past couple of hours. He did not immediately notice it but, his cock began to stir in his panties.

Miss Stephanie further elaborated, "Does your wife suck your cock?"

"Of course she does," Michele shot back.

"Is your wife gay," was her next question.

"Of course she is not gay," Michele answered.

"Well there you have it, case closed, sucking cock does not make you gay," Miss Stephanie triumphantly asserted.

"But she is female," Michele argued.

"What difference could that possibly make," Miss Stephanie demanded. "Is her mouth anatomically different than yours," she queried. "If you were blind folded could you tell the difference between and man's mouth and a woman's mouth," she demanded without giving him time to answer.

All Michele could do was shake his head and admit, "No."

"Let's try an example that does not involve a person's sex," Miss Stephanie proposed. "Let's say you put a band aid on a person's cut, does the act of doing that make you a doctor? Of course, it doesn't no matter what sex you are." She concluded. Miss Stephanie had noticed Michele's cock starting to peek its head out from the top of his panties and began to slowly run one finger up and down the outside of his panties while she waited for his reply.

Michele was deep in thought but he was aware of his growing cock. All these things Miss Stephanie was saying, he could find no fault in her logic. Miss Stephanie could tell that Michele was convinced. She had won. She gently guided Michele back to lying on his back and she moved next to him on her side. "There, there baby, I told you its all ok, I know you are not gay," she said in a comforting voice. One hand gently stroked Michele's forehead while the other returned to running her finger along his panties.

The two lay there for a couple of minutes. Miss Stephanie was gently kissing Michele's ear while whispering, "It's ok baby." For that moment in time, at least, Michele was content with the world. He was dressed as a woman, had sucked a cock, swallowed cum, and had made out with a woman with a cock and it was ok. Miss Stephanie had proven that all this natural and the actions of a gay sissy.

"Now let's get back to my original question, knowing what you know now would you suck another man's cock? For example, let's pick Marc, the man who sent you up here. Would you suck his cock," she asked.

Michele thought for a couple seconds and responded, "I don't Know." "Why would I," he continued. Michele was not sure why he answered that way; possibly could it be the not so subtle stroking of his cock Miss Stephanie was doing?

"Excellent Michele, perfect answer," Miss Stephanie exclaimed. "We girls are not whores; we don't just go around and suck cock any time and any place. A good girl needs a reason to suck cock, wouldn't you agree," she proposed.

Michele thought for a moment and given all that had been logically explained to him in the few minutes he had his answer. "Correct, I am not a whore. I would suck Mark's cock but, yes, I would need a reason," he stated with conviction.

Miss Stephanie had him where she wanted him. She took her index finger and scooped up some of Michele's pre-cum from his erect cock and brought it to his lips. "Open baby," she instructed as she placed her cum laced finger inside his mouth. "Do you enjoy fantasizing about lesbian sex," she asked.

"What guy doesn't," was his immediate reply.

"Do you ever fantasize about you wife having lesbian sex," was her next question.

"I don't have to fantasize about that anymore," he said with a smug air of accomplishment.

"Oh your wife has had lesbian sex," Miss Stephanie quipped.

"Yes, on several occasions," he replied.

"Oh, so your wife is gay," she proposed.

"Oh no, no, no," Michele instantly replied. "Given your own logic Miss Stephanie, if I can suck cock and not be gay then my wife can eat pussy and not be gay," he stated with confidence.

Miss Stephanie had a wide smile of success on her face. "You're absolutely right Michele, you are a very smart and logical girl," She said with praise. She reached down to his penis and now with two fingers scooped up as much of his pre-cum as the fingers would hold. She raised the fingers to his mouth and held them about an inch away. Michele stuck out her tongue and took the cum from her fingers with as much devotion and reverence that a catholic school girl would receive communion.

"Did you watch your wife with another woman," Miss Stephanie questioned.

"Absolutely, it was a great turn on for me," Michele replied.

Michele smiled again. It was like leading a lamb down the garden path; how easy this is she thought to herself. "And, she knew it turn you on, right," she stated matter of factly.

"Yes, I had told her many times what a great turn on it was for me," Michele stated.

Miss Stephanie went in for the kill. "What would say if I told you that girls get just as turned on seeing guys suck cock as guys do seeing girls eat pussy," she put to him.

Michele had never thought about that scenario or possibility. He pondered it for a moment then stated, "Yeah, I can see that. What's good for the goose is good for the gander, right?"

"Exactly, so if you knew it would turn your wife on or she told you it would, then you would suck Mark's cock. That would be reason enough for you," she concluded.

Michele answered, "Yes, under those circumstances, I would suck Mark's cock."

"Or anyone else's cock under those circumstances obviously," Miss Stephanie added affirmatively. The trap had been sprung.

Michele had no choice. All he could do is shake his head in the affirmative. The odd thing was, he did not feel ashamed or embarrassed to admit it. Miss Stephanie leaned over and gave him a soft kiss on the lips. There was just a lingering hint of the cum she had fed him moments earlier. She reached down to his panties and again scooped up as much pre-cum with her two fingers as she could. Michele again received her communion.

This time, after she fed Michele his own cum, she gently but with direction and purpose turned Michele on her side facing her. She looked into his eyes for a long second then leaned forward and kissed him on gently on the lips. Her tongue began to probe his mouth in search for last tastes of cum she just fed him. The kiss was passionate but not frenzied. It was soft and loving. Michele acted in kind in response to Miss Stephanie's passion. His cock was now fully erect, hard and aching.

Miss Stephanie could feel his throbbing member rubbing against her own quickly recovering cock, "Humm, what do we have here my baby girl," she said with a devilish grin. Michele looked at her with a coy childish look on his face. He smiled and shrugged his shoulders. "Do you know what else really turns girls on," Miss Stephanie asked. Michele again shrugged his shoulders. "They like self-suckers," she quietly whispered.

"What is that," Michele asked with a genuine curiosity.

"Well, remember my analogy to faucets and city water," she asked. Michele nodded his head in acknowledgment. Miss Stephanie then continued, "Well, it would be like you drinking the city water from your own faucet in your own kitchen." Michele still looked very confused. Miss Stephanie realized and blurted out with the slightest sense of frustration, "It's a guy who can suck his own cock!"

Michele, startled and confused, stated, "That's just not possible."

"Oh, no it's not my sweet little panty girl," she replied with a big smile. With that, Miss Stephanie positioned herself in the middle of the bed and a foot or two down from the headboard. She slowly raised her legs and back up as if she was going to do a backward summersault. She slowly rolled her legs around until her hips were directly in line with her mouth. Her legs then lowered to almost touch her shoulders. To Michele's amazement, Miss Stephanie was able to take her own semi-hard cock deep into her own mouth.

Michele was amazed. He jumped to his knees again. He couldn't believe his eyes. It was true; Miss Stephanie had her own cock in her own mouth. Not only that, she was able to move her mouth up and down on her own cock. Amazing, he thought. She was actually giving herself a blowjob. It looked easy. Just as easily as Miss Stephanie put herself in the self-sucking position, she was out of it and flat on her back on the bed again.

Michele was dumbfounded. He could not believe what he was seeing. "I told you it was possible to suck your own cock," she said triumphantly. She continued with, "Seeing that will turn on any girl and judging by the erection protruding out of your panties it turns you on too."

"I've never seen anything like that Miss Stephanie; I would have never thought it possible," Michele said in absolute amazement.

"Its easy baby, anyone with a cock can do it with some practice," she explained. She jumped up off the bed and motion to Michele to take her place, saying, "Come on honey; let's see you give it a try. Besides, we need to take care of that hardon; what better way than to have you blow yourself." She continued with, "Just think how hot your wife would get to see you give yourself a blowjob!" Michele moved to the center of the bed; he had a tense and uneasy look on his face.

"Here we go sweetie," Miss Stephanie started. She slowly took Michele through the motions of raising his hips up. His legs slowly, by the force of gravity, began to drop forward towards his shoulders. Miss Stephanie gently pushed down on his hips. Michele's cock was being drawn closer and closer to his mouth. She could tell Michele's back was starting to strain. "Ok, let's go back; excellent progress for your first attempt, only three inches from sucking your own cock," She said with praise.

Miss Stephanie allowed Michele a few moments rest before motioning him to re-engage. He threw his hips up and very quickly his legs and cock were right back where they were a second ago. This time it came easily to him; it was if his body and muscles knew where to go and how to bend. He could feel that his body was now more limber and loose. He concentrated on bringing his knee caps closer to his shoulder. His prize was within reach!

"That's it baby doll, keep going your almost there," Miss Stephanie urged. She again gently pushed down on his hips. "Stick your tongue out Michele; you can reach you cock baby doll," she again urged. Michele grabbed his cock with one hand and pulled it toward his mouth. He could see pre-cum on the head. He wanted it. It was so close. His tongue was almost there. Miss Stephanie applied just a little more pressure and at last, the tip of Michele's tongue was touching his own penis!

Michele reveled in his new found talent. His tongue easily circled the head pf his penis. Back and forth, around in circles, he was bathing his cock in his own saliva. It wasn't long before pre-cum started to leak. Michele noticed this and redoubled his efforts with his tongue. He tasted the salty nectar on the tip of his tongue and murmured, "Ummmm."

Miss Stephanie immediately begged, "Let me taste; let me taste." Michele moved his legs back to the bed. Miss Stephanie moved next to him and the two began to kiss. Miss Stephanie tongue searched for the little bit of pre-cum that Michele had licked up. She was purposefully being over passionate. It worked as Michele responded in kind. This continued for several long moments. "Has your wife ever milked you," Miss Stephanie asked.

"Milked," Michele said with a look of confusion on his face.

"Has she ever fucked you with a strap-on," Miss Stephanie questioned. Michele nodded his head in the affirmative. "Did you cum," she followed up with. Again, Michele nodded his head in the affirmative.

"I was able to jerk-off while she was fucking me," Michele explained.

"Oh, my poor baby you have not been properly milked," Miss Stephanie exclaimed. With that, she reached over to the nightstand and retrieved a thin, slightly curved flesh colored dildo. "Prepare to be properly milked my sweet girl," she said. "Now resume your self-sucking position," She instructed.

Michele, again, hoisted his legs back up in the air and slowly lowered his cock toward his mouth. Maybe it was the slight break he had while kissing; maybe it was his back getting looser; but, Michele could now get his lips to engulf the entire head of his penis. This turned him on immensely. Not only could he now lick the tip of his penis but, he could bathe his entire gland with his saliva.

Michele was startled, but pleasantly so when he first felt Miss Stephanie's wet tongue sweep across his ass hole. He moaned with pleasure. More pre-cum entered his mouth. While Miss Stephanie continued to bath his asshole with his tongue, she gently guided the head of the dildo into his mouth. "Get this lubricated for me Michele darling," she instructed. Michele eagerly did as he was instructed.

"Take your hands off you penis baby doll, there is no need for you to jerk off," Miss Stephanie said with a mischievous grin on her face. Michele complied. He was again in a fog. His sexual senses were running high. He wanted to impress Miss Stephanie, so, he eagerly took the dildo into his mouth. It was much thinner than a real cock, so he easily able to lick, swallow, and otherwise lubricate the flesh like object in his mouth.

After a few minutes of Michele lubricating the dildo and Miss Stephanie preparing his ass; Miss Stephanie took the cock dildo from Michele and began to rub the head of it at the entrance of his man pussy. Slowly the cock disappeared into him. Michele moaned in pleasure. "Does that feel good baby girl," she asked. Michele answered with a moan indicating he liked it.

Michele had his hands on his calves. In this position, he was able to draw his own cock a little further into his mouth. He was in ecstasy. He had cock in his mouth and his ass felt like something he had never felt before. Miss Stephanie had carefully massaged his prostate gland for several minutes. She could tell it was filling with seminal fluid. "Are you ready to be milked honey," she asked.

Not waiting for any reply Miss Stephanie began her attack on his prostrate. Michele was shocked and amazed when cum began to flow from his penis without notice. He was confused. He was not having an orgasm but cum was flowing into his mouth. "No spilling Michel, drink it all," she instructed. The streams of cum would start and stop but it was not shooting. He did not notice that streams would start when Miss Stephanie would press the head of the dildo up against his prostate.