That was all the encouragement Mark needed. His tongue darted into my mouth, deeply, sensuously, as he scooped me up in his strong arms and laid me on his bed. I could smell the scent of my room-mate lying dormantly in his duvet as I sank into it.
As I lay, in an erotic daze, dazzled by his beautiful defined chest and his crystal blue eyes I missed my old baggy T-shirt being pulled over my head and the rest of the final vestiges of my boyhood being stripped off me by Mark's firm grip. Soon we lay side by side, bodies intertwined, just in our white CK boxer-briefs, mine bulging at my curved hips, his as a sign of his passion. Slipping them down around my ankles, I felt my friend's manhood within me for the first time.
I let out a groan of pleasure as he forced in through the virginity of my new body. As he pounded away I ran my hands down the small of his tanned, chestnut back and through his dark locks. I reached new heights of ecstasy as he nibbled the hugely erect nipples on my now massive chest, which hung from me like two bags of flour. All the time I felt his throbbing manhood deep within my slender waist. As I climbed the mountain I couldn't help but sink my teeth into the firm tan of his neck. How large must my friend be? How come I'd never noticed his manhood before? I glimpsed his pert buttocks firmly ramming home over his wide shoulders and felt him tense up inside me as we reached the climax my whole new being ached for. Our lips locked firmly and my now female tongue danced a tango of passion inside his dominant jaw.