The Audition

Randi put some LPs on what was then called a high fi. Art Tatum and
Shearing. As she returned to the couch she took my hand and kissed teh
palm. An erotic bolt shot through me.
Randi stood before me and let ther robe fall open. Her skin was flawless.
The white panties set off her naturally dark skin tanned darker by the
sun. I was overwhelmed by her other worldly beauty. Too awed to react,
I loked at her perfection.
She put her hands on either side of my face and pulled me to my feet. Our
lips met, lingerling lightly. Our mouths opened and our tongues met.
Then greedily we probed deeply. Randi skillfully unbuttoned my shirt.
Glad I never wore under shirts. Somehow my shoes and socks were off as
she undid my belt and let my trousers fall to the floor, leaving me only
in my blue bikini briefs (very new style fro men back then).
Randi stepped back and let her robe fall from her shoulders. She was
perfection. I was always a bra and panties freak so that aspect made teh
moment more intensely beautiful, more intensely erotic.
I was on my knees kissing her thighs, kissing the hem of her panties. I
turned her and kissed her round cheeks. My tongue darted in her navel.
My head brushed the front of her crotch as she pushed me onto my back and
sank to the floor beside me. For a second as my head brushed the front of
her panties, it felt like she ahd a girdle under her panties!!!!What!!!!!
She arched her hips nad pulled her panty crotch aside. I saw the gaff. It
wa sgoing to be my first gay experience but tehn again randi was more
beautiful, more desireable, more woman than any female I hade ver know.
She kicked off her panties and pulled the gaff off. Her cock made her
more beautiful, more desireable.
She kissed my nipples as my finger tips traced the outline of her
cock-head. The skin was like baby skin. I shifted so I could kiss ehr
stomach yet I knew I wanted to kiss more. No gg (genetic girl) had ever
gotten me so arouse. I ran my tongue around her rim. My tongue flicked