When Tammy first approached me and asked me out to dinner, I nearly fainted. No one had ever asked me out before. I'm not really the sort of boy who attracts the attention of the opposite sex. At twenty years old, I stand 5'4" and weigh just over 120lbs. Everything about me is small. I've been told I have a baby face with big blue eyes and a little button nose. I have thick, light brown hair with a natural wave to it. With my extremely fair skin, I've always stayed out of the sun which has left me very pale.
Tammy, on the other hand, was larger than life. In her late thirties, she stood six foot tall in the heels she wore. Her long, platinum blonde hair was pulled back in a thick braid that hung below her waist. She had breasts the size of cantaloupes, wide hips and thick thighs. Her bright red lipstick and black mascara were both applied heavily. And her fingernails were so long they extended beyond the end of her fingers by nearly an inch. When she asked me to join her for dinner, she spoke loudly and with supreme confidence.
During that first date, Tammy began comparing me to someone named Kerry. When I asked about it, she told me Kerry was just someone she knew. But she compared me to Kerry so often it made me feel funny. You're just as cute as Kerry. You eat like a bird, just like Kerry. Kerry has long eyelashes just as like yours. You have the sweetest little lips, just like Kerry. Kerry doesn't like fish either. It's so cute, Kerry always tries to pay when we go out too. It went on and on.
After a very romantic dinner in a restaurant I'd never heard of, Tammy drove me to her home. It was a 40-minute drive and in that time, she peppered me with questions about my family, my education, my job and my lack of past sexual experiences. She was the sort of woman I couldn't be dishonest with. She was so mature, beautiful, confident and smart. Whatever she asked, I answered with complete honesty. That was another thing I apparently had in common with Kerry.
That evening I gave my virginity to Tammy. It was fast and over far too quickly but I couldn't help it. She was so big, soft and warm. It was perfectly lovely. She didn't cum, I was too small and inexperienced to even get her close to having an orgasm. I spent the majority of those few precious moments sliding between her lips and occasionally getting lucky and poking inside of her with my stiff little penis. She never laughed or giggled. She held me in her arms and told me I made love just like Kerry.
Three nights later, Tammy took me out again. Over dinner in an equally romantic restaurant, she confessed that Kerry was another boy she 'spent time with'. When I asked if they had sex. She smiled and told me they had. I asked if he was her boyfriend. She told me we were both her boyfriends. I began to pout and she told me that is how Kerry reacted when he learned about me.
The entire time we were at that restaurant, Tammy explained that Kerry and I were both very special to her. She said she'd met Kerry a day before she met me. She had taken Kerry's virginity the night before she'd taken mine. She said she felt like the luckiest woman in the world to have two, cute, young men to play with.
As the evening progressed, I somehow stopped being so worried about Kerry and started to enjoy my time with Tammy. It probably had something to do with her hand on my thigh. Or maybe it was the way she kept kissing me right there in the restaurant. Her public displays of affection made me squirm! It didn't hurt that she kept whispering in my ear, telling me how excited she was to get me back into her bed.
We wound up at Tammy's house again that night and while we made love, she kept bringing up Kerry. She told me he humped himself against her just like I did. She told me he had a cute little penis just like mine.
It didn't matter what she said, I loved climbing on top of her warm, soft body and sliding my penis between her lips and into her pussy. She was so big and I was so small. She was so confident and I was not. She was mature and wise and I loved her. Tammy held me in her arms while my penis slid around her big, meaty pussy. When my penis did manage to slide inside of her, I don't think she could feel me. She never reacted at all. Those encounters were about me getting off. While at the same time, she was working toward a goal I knew nothing about.
Several nights later, Tammy took me out to dinner again. While we waited for our food to be delivered, she opened her giant purse and pulled out two, small gift wrapped packages. After looking at the labels, she handed one to me and put the other back in her purse. She told me the other package was for Kerry. She told me he'd get his surprise the very next night when they went out together.
I asked her again about Kerry. I wanted to know if they were as serious as we were. I wanted to know what it was she wanted. She told me they were just as serious as we were. He meant just as much to her as I did. It hurt to hear those words, but I somehow kept from crying. I loved her so much that I couldn't get upset with her for seeing someone else. I cherished our time together and never wanted to stop seeing her.
Tammy told me to open my present. So right there in the restaurant, I carefully opened the wrappings to find a pair of white bikini panties trimmed in lace. I wadded them up in my hands to hide them from anyone who may be looking. Tammy leaned in close, licked my ear and whispered softly. She told me to go to the little boy's room and change into them. She told me she really wanted me to wear them for the whole night. To help me make the decision, she told me she knew Kerry would do it the next night when she gave him his present.
Not willing to be outdone by Kerry, I hid the panties in my fist as I made my way to the restroom. I chose the stall on the far end and quickly slipped off my shoes, pants, and underwear. I then slid the cute pair of white, satin panties up my legs. I stood there and admired the way my little hardon poked the panties out away from my body. After hearing noises outside the door, I quickly got dressed and washed my hands. Being unsure of what I was supposed to do with my boy briefs, I made a quick decision and dropped them in the trash.
When I slipped back into the booth beside Tammy, she immediately asked if they fit and how they felt. I blushed and told her they fit perfectly and they felt very sexy. She smiled and told me she knew I'd love them. For the rest of that meal, I squirmed beside Tammy while enjoying the feel of satin against my rigid penis. She let her large, warm hand slide onto my lap to be sure I was still stiff several times throughout that meal. After feeling my penis throb against her hand, she whispered things like, "I didn't see a lump, but you are still hard!" or "I can never tell if Kerry has a little hard-on by just looking either. You two are so much alike!"
Tammy took me home with her again that night and we again made love. That time, instead of sliding between the lips of her pussy, she used body oil on her thick thigh and let me hump myself against it. In that position, I was able to kiss, lick and suck on her big, brown nipples while I humped my penis against her leg. It was amazing.
As I neared my orgasm, Tammy told me in a soft voice that she wanted me to meet Kerry. She told me it was time the two of us got to know each other. She told me we were both her 'special boys' and she loved us both. But when she was with Kerry, she missed me. And when she was with me, she missed Kerry. She wanted us to spend time together.