Prom Queens

"Just a little surprise for Mrs. Rat. Just because I know she'd hate it," Cam laughed, and then opened a bottom drawer and dropped the panties into it, kicking it closed. "Okay. We can go now," Cam said, walking around from behind the desk and standing at the door.

My eyes moved over Cam's body, running up her legs, over her hips, across her breasts, to her beautiful face. A silly thought ran through my mind -- Cam isn't wearing any panties. The fluttering in my stomach was there again. The strange, thick feeling returned to the air as Cam looked at me, expectantly. And suddenly I realized it: it was prom night, we were all alone, and I was deeply attracted to Cam. The feelings weren't actually confusing at all...I just wasn't reading them right. I looked at her another long moment. Cam tilted her head to the side.

"Anything wrong?" she asked as her brow furrowed. Without thinking that I was doing it, I walked towards Cam. My breathing was shallow, my head light.

"What are we rushing for? Neither of us have dates. I'm a queen...you're a queen. Its prom night," I said, suggestively. Cam bit her lip and her eyes flashed at me.

"What did you have in mind?" She asked with exaggerated innocence. I realized she had been feeling the same sensations that I felt. Her hands reached out, her fingers gently touching my hips. My arms fell on her shoulders, reversing our dancing positions.

"First thing? I really want to taste your lips," I said. Cam licked her lips.

"I don't blame you," she said. My eyes closed and I tilted my head to the side, and I squeezed my arms together slightly, gently pulling Cam's head forward. I felt her warm breath against my face. And then her lips were against mine. They felt soft, firm. Just very slightly wet. Her arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me into her. I felt her small breasts press against mine, her thighs warm on mine.

Cam's mouth opened just very slightly. I felt her warm, wet tongue slide out of her mouth, licking against my lips. I moaned in the back of my throat and felt myself melting into Cam's kiss. My muscles loosened and my fingers teased in Cam's hair. Cam's lips closed again, and now it was my turn. I wanted to taste her lips, after all. My mouth opened slightly, and I dragged my tongue across her warm lips. I felt the soft, pouty flesh of her lips as her floral perfume filled my nose. I'd never kissed a girl before, it felt softer, smoother.

Cam's tongue slipped from her mouth, met mine. She tasted sweet, her tongue very wet. My mouth opened wider and Cam's tongue tumbled into my mouth. It was soft, with small bumps all over. Her tongue was wet and her spit coated my mouth, the taste divine. I pushed my tongue forward, into her mouth. I skittered across her smooth teeth, then plunged deeper into her mouth. Our saliva mixed, the flavor sweet, the texture thick and sticky. Cam squeezed tighter around my waist, I moved my hands down to Cam's back, feeling her cool skin under my fingers.

After a few moments, Cam broke our lovely kiss and I moaned a little in disappointment. My eyes fluttered open and Cam was smiling at me. She leaned forward again once and quickly licked my lips, messily. Then she giggled, "We don't have much time. Someone could come by any minute. Did you just want to kiss?" she asked. And honestly, I hadn't thought about what I wanted. But even as we remained pressed together tightly, I knew that wasn't enough. I wanted to be closer to her.

"No...I want...more," I said finally. I didn't really quite know what that meant, but Cam did. She let go of me, pulling back. I instantly missed her warmth. But she grabbed my hand and led me back over towards Mrs. Rat's desk. We were near the corner, away from the computer monitor. She turned me around so that my ass was against the desk.

"Hop up and sit down," she instructed, "I can't lift you." I looked around for a moment, almost confused about what I was supposed to do. Then I put my hands down on the edge of the table and hoisted myself up. I was now sitting on the edge of the desk, my legs dangling off the floor.

Cam dropped down onto her knees on the floor. My legs were together, and my dress was hiked up slightly, about mid-thigh. Cam flicked her eyes up toward me and bit her lip again. She had never looked more beautiful than in that moment. My whole body was aching for her. For her to do what, I couldn't say. Whatever she wanted, I guessed.

"Is this okay?" she asked, dropping her hands onto my knees.

"Stop asking and do it, please!" I begged. Cam smiled and nodded. Gently, she pushed my knees apart, very wide. It was the first time I realized how wet I was, my panties clinging to me tightly.

"Lift your hips a little," Cam asked. It didn't sound like an order, but I jumped to obey. I put my hands on the desk and lifted myself. Cam's hands slipped along the outsides of my thighs, her fingers moving past the hemline of my dress. The deeper she went, the farther it pushed my dress up. It felt good just to have her rubbing my legs. After a few moments, my dressed was bunched up around my waist Cam's fingers had hooked into the waistband of my panties. She pulled them down slowly, letting the fabric run against my smooth skin. I had to close my legs together a bit and Cam leaned back to allow the panties to slip off. She took my shoes off with them. Cam tossed them onto the floor and then pushed my legs back apart, farther than before.

I looked down, my dress was still around my waist, I was naked from the waist down. My shaved pussy felt cold in the still classroom air. I glanced up at Cam and she was staring between my legs, wide-eyed. She noticed I was looking and she smiled sheepishly.

"I want to taste you so bad," she said and it sent a shiver down my spine. Her hands were rubbing on the insides of my thighs now. I could feel the after effect of the sensation on each inch of my skin that she touched. I could feel my pussy dripping down onto Mrs. Rat's desk. If I was in any position to have second thoughts now, I was way past the point of being able to hear them.

"I told you before, don't talk, just do it!" I moaned. I reached forward and put my hand on the back of Cam's head, gently pushing her forward. I didn't have to push hard, it was like she just needed guiding in. Her eyes still looked up at my face, but her head rapidly pressed between my legs. I felt her hair tickling my thighs and then I could feel her warm breath against my wet pussy lips. With my other hand, my fingers grasped at the edge of the table, squeezing with anticipation until my knuckles turned blue.

My second kiss from Cam was somehow better than the first. She had the softest, fullest lips I had ever felt and they just barely tickled against my labia. It was a little butterfly kiss. Just enough to tickle me, to send jolts of electricity running through my body. Cam's big, naïve eyes looked up at me, between my legs, as she softly kissed my skin, I'd never seen a more beautiful face. I ran my hand through her hair, feeling its silky softness.

"Have you ever eaten pussy before?" I asked, surprised a little by how lewd that question sounded, but liking it as well. Cam started to pull back to speak, but I used my hand on the back of her head to hold her in place. I could feel her lips smile, and then she shook her head "no" between my legs. I groaned loudly and felt my toes curl. Her lips had rubbed against me sweetly as she shook her head.

"God, Cam, I am so wet!" I moaned. With my free hand, I reached up and grabbed the neckline of my dress and pulled it down. No straps meant that my dress, hiked up at the bottom and pulled down at the top, was like a messy belt around my waist. My breasts were now exposed, and I reached down, squeezing one of them and pinching my nipple in search of some relief from the tension building inside of me.

"Do you feel that little hard bit at the top, yeah were your nose is pressing now?" I asked, "that's my clit. Oh fuck, Cam, please suck on that!" I moaned. I felt a little silly, telling Cam how to eat my pussy, like I was some sort of expert. Hell, only two guys had ever eaten me out and neither had done a good job, who was I to give advice? But I knew what sounded like it would feel good.

But Cam listened and after a moment, I felt her soft lips wrap delicately around my hard clit. Her tongue poked through her lips, gently. Then it sort of slipped out, fat and soft, against my hard clit. I heard Cam moan a little and I knew that she was really tasting me. It felt good to have someone like the way I tasted, it made me feel sexy and exciting.

Cam's tongue began to swirl gently around my clitoris, her lips sucked on it gently. My hand on the back of her head, pushed harder, like I was trying to get more of her gentle touches. My hand on my breast squeezed my nipple until it almost hurt. I had never felt tension in my body rise this quickly.

For a moment, Cam's head dropped down, moving away from my clit. I groaned, missing the soft sensation of her touches. I felt her tongue trail down through my labia. I felt it press slightly inside of me, and I knew that Cam's tongue was coated in my juices. I doubt I had ever been even close to this wet before, there was almost a puddle on Mrs. Rat's desk.

Cam's tongue dropped further, moving along my perinium and then down to the very of my asshole, just barely reachable on the edge of the desk. Cam tickled my anus briefly with her tongue. No one had ever done that before, and I was shocked by how intense the feeling was, how good it was. But then Cam's tongue worked its way back up to my labia. She pressed her tongue into me deeply again, I could feel its slick warmth inside of me.

"Fuck, Cam, that is so good," I panted. Cam looked up at me, and smiled. She pulled back slightly, her cheeks slick and shiny. There was a line of my juices connecting Cam's lips to my labia. I couldn't believe how dirty it looked...and how sexy it was.

"I love the way you taste," Cam said. She reached a hand up from between my legs as she spoke. Her fingers found my free breast, squeezing and massaging the soft skin. I groaned.

"Then don't stop eating!" I begged, pushing her head again. Cam instantly complied. Soon her lips were, once again, wrapped around my clit.

She seemed to pay attention to every little noise, every little movement in my body. Whenever I reacted, she followed that reaction. Like a little experiment here in the chemistry lab. The results of that experiment were that after just a few minutes, Cam knew what I liked ever better than I did. Her lips sucked softly on my clit, while her tongue swirled around it. Her fingers squeezed my nipple, and her pretty eyes looked up, directly at me.

I couldn't hold out long under this level of attention. I wouldn't have wanted to if I could. I felt the muscles in my legs and arms begin to tighten. I felt my breathing grow ragged and then stop altogether. My eyes slammed shut and I bit my lip so hard I still don't know how I didn't draw blood. I felt low groan rising up from the bottom of my throat. And I was painfully, beautifully aware of Cam's lovely body and beautiful face between my legs.

This was the first time that I realized that the things I had experienced with Colton, or hell even playing by myself, were not orgasms. They were nice little...sensations. I still have those sometimes and I like them a lot. But they were not orgasms. For the first time in my life, I really came. And I can't even describe what it felt like. The most I can say is that it felt like my soul had left my body for a moment, and that I and experienced just a few moments of heaven.

When my mind returned to me, I found that I was sort of shaking a little bit. My body felt wonderfully loose and relaxed. I could still feel my clit or...something pulsing slowly, little bits of pleasure just winding down. I breathed deeply.

"What happened?" a soft voice said. I looked down and saw Cam looking up at me, a little scared and a little excited. I guess I felt the same way.

"I think you made me cum...like really hard," I said and then I couldn't help but smile. Cam smiled too, her face shiny with my juices.

"You looked so hot when you were like...writhing on the desk..." Cam said, her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were sparkling. Instead of responding, I pulled Cam forward as best as I could. She started to move her face back between my legs, but I was WAY too sensitive for that. I pulled her up, and she sensed what I wanted. Her body slipped between my legs, and I wrapped them around her. Our breasts pressed together as we embraced. And then Cam's slick lips found mine.

"Oh god!" I groaned as we kissed again, more passionately than the first time. Cam's tongue, previously on my pussy and my ass, slipped into my mouth. Our tongues rolled together. Cam's hands were soon tangled in my hair, as I wrapped my arms more tightly around her.

"You taste good, don't you," Cam said, and I could taste the salty-sweet flavor of my juices on Cam's tongue. I'd never tasted myself before, but it was lovely and sexy.

"Anything would taste good on your tongue," I said, actually sucking on her tongue and swallowing down her saliva.

As our kissing grew more passionate, I felt Cam's body to grow more insistent. Her tongue pressed more forcefully, and she sort of bent me back over the table. At the same time, her hips seemed to be thrusting into me slightly. I loved the feeling of her small, lithe body pressing against me, so soft and warm.

But, after a moment, I realized that not every part of Cam's body was soft. My panties were gone, my dress was bunched up. Cam had slipped her panties off earlier. Only Cam's slim prom dress stood between our bodies. And I could feel pressing against my pussy through that thin fabric, Cam's sex.

It was an exciting feeling, Cam's hard cock pressing against me. I had seen only two cocks in my life, but they had always been on boys. I hadn't known whether Cam still had one, I didn't really know how any of that stuff worked for trans girls. I didn't care what sort of body Cam had, but now that I knew she had a cock, I wanted it desperately.

"Cam, baby," I groaned, our kiss breaking. Cam continued to grind against my body, seemingly unable to stop, even as she looked up at me, waiting for me to speak, "You are so tense, I am so selfish. I got to cum and I feel so lovely, but I can tell how excited you are," I looked down at her hips, thrusting into me, "Can I repay the favor?" I asked.

I could see a sparkle in Cam's eye. I knew she wanted to make a sort of wry, teasing remark. But I could also feel the excitement and tension in Cam's body. That was too powerful. Instead of joking, she nodded furiously, biting her lip.

"Yes, please, I need you so bad," she moaned. Those kinds of words always have an effect on me, and they were heightened because they came from Cam's sweet lips. I gently pushed Cam back and hopped down off of the desk. There was a puddle on it, Cam's spit and my cum. I felt naught, just looking at it.

"Get undressed," I ordered casually, I was ready to take charge. I also followed my own instructions; I slipped my dress down over my ass and hips, letting it fall on the floor. Now I was totally nude. I could feel Cam's eyes on me. "Come on, you already got a close up view," I teased, "I want to see you," I said. I reached quickly behind her back and unzipped a few inches of the top of her dress.

Cam laughed and stuck out her tongue. But she quickly took advantage of the loosened dress, yanking on the fabric and pulling it down quickly until it, too, was on the floor. Now we were both completely naked. I stopped for a moment, just taking in Cam's body. Her breasts were small, but they stood up high and firm on her chest. She had long, pink nipples that looked hard in the cool air. Her waist was very thin and her hips very, very wide. And in the center of those hips, was Cam's hard penis.

I had seen two penises in real life before this one, plus some in porn. I could honestly say that I had seen larger ones (Cam's penis was probably below average in length and girth, but not strangely so). But I had never seen a cock so pretty. It was smooth and pink, with few veins. Her balls looked large, and hung down slightly, making her shaft look even smaller. She was shaved or waxed entirely bare. Precum dripped from the top and her shaft glistened with it. I couldn't believe how sexy she looked.

"Sorry, Alicia, I know it isn't normal," Cam said after a long moment. I realized I had been admiring her quietly for a few seconds, inadvertently making her self-conscious. Her cheeks were red. Her hand moved, as if to cover her cock. I reached forward, grabbing her wrist.

"Mrs. Rat always talks about confusion" I said softly, "But I am not confused at all. I know exactly what I want to do with your perfect body." Still holding her wrist, I almost dragged Cam across the room. We came to a large island in the center of the room that Mrs. Rat sometimes used to do demonstrations of some kind or another. There was a sink on one side, but most of it was just a large, wooden slab.

"Climb up, lay on your back," I suggested. Cam giggled and placed her hands on the edge of the counter and started to hoist herself up. She let out a little yelp and lost her balance. She started to slip backwards, but I caught her. My fingers sank into the firm, smooth flesh of her ass. I couldn't believe how good it felt to hold her like that, just feeling her ass.

"Thanks," she whispered, "you are strong for someone with such soft hands," she said, and let me enjoy the sensation of squeezing and holding her ass for a moment, before she finished climbing up onto the counter. After a moment, she was laying on her back. Her small breasts had sort of spread out across her chest, her hard nipples pointing to the ceiling. Her cock, still hard, was quivering slightly.

"Jesus you're sexy," I said, before I realized I was talking. Cam giggled.

"So what's the plan, lay me out on the slab and admire my body? Its kind of cold," she said. Shifting slightly.

"Not admire, worship," I insisted, "And I will warm you up." With that, I stepped towards the counter. Cam turned her head to the side, sort of looking at me. I was standing right at her waist, looking down at her body. Her legs were slightly spread, her cock was twitching.

"Please lick it," Cam begged. I didn't say anything in response. Instead, my right hand came down and wrapped around the based of Cam's cock. Her skin was soft, but she felt so hard and firm beneath it. She gasped a little as I squeezed her shaft. My fingers moved down and I gently massaged her heavy, hot balls. I felt my mouth watering.

I bent over at the waist, leaning forward. I kept my thumb and forefinger wrapped around the base of Cam's cock, while I swirled my three other fingers around on her scrotum, massaging her balls. I could see Cam's chest rising shallowly as she breathed. But I could feel her eyes on my face as she watched. My hair tickled against her stomach and chest. I smiled, and then pursed my lips, planting a chaste little kiss on the tip of her penis. I moved back, my lips connected to Cam through precum.

"Oh fuck!" Cam moaned, her hand rose up and rubbed along my thigh. Now I kissed her penis again. But I let my lips split. The bulbous tip of Cam's cock passed across my tongue. I could taste the salty precum cum and moaned a little. I didn't really like the taste of cum, but I desperately wanted to taste Cam.

I kept working my lips down the length of Cam's shaft. I let my tongue dart out slightly ahead of my lips, coating the shaft in saliva. I kept massaging her balls as I worked her cock deeper and deeper into my mouth. After a minute, I felt my chin press into Cam's thigh. I turned my head a little, letting my face rest in into scrotum, my nose was in her belly. I breathed in deeply through my nose, taking Cam's wonderful, feminine scent.