Authors Note; My first essay about Addie lacked structure, correct grammar, and punctuation. I decided to update Addie's story and correct these issues, presenting it in a much more manageable reading format. Although the storyline remains the same, the report should be much more enjoyable to read.
Exploring Addie-Revised Addition
I was not overly excited after having met my new roommate. After suffering for several years through many different types of personalities, I understood there would be issues with all of them.
The most recent, a young girl Addie, looked to be twenty or so, with short blonde hair, about five feet three inches tall, and maybe 100 pounds soaking wet with no breasts. I even wondered if she had any nipples but keeping my interest to myself; the question would have to wait for a more appropriate time. Sometimes, she appeared somewhat "boyish."
The idle conversation kept us occupied for several weeks. Addie usually wondered about the house in loose clothing, the type of clothing you would not give a second look at. She worked at a cafe most of the time and typically spent her off time relaxing in front of the TV or reading. She was a pleasant person and usually kept to herself. Only occasional greetings were exchanged between us as we passed each other while at home.
Lately, I had begun to notice that she became somewhat irritated at times, as if she had an itch that would not go away and seemed to be bothersome to her, so she would get up and retreat to her room. A short while later, she would reappear all recharged. I thought she must be on some medication to help keep this annoyance under control.
We were both usually busy with work which did not leave much personal time. I knew no dates or interested parties calling her in the two months she had been here. Both of us became very comfortable roommates and seemed not only to get along but trust each other even so, at this time, there was no private personal interest in each other.
Last Saturday, while tending to her chores, Addie suddenly jumped up and went to her room as she had many times before. A short while later, she reappeared, rejuvenated. Shortly after lunch, it happened again. She muttered in disgust as she returned to her room. I kept my distance when she returned a half hour later. The look on her face seemed to be a bothered one.
We settled back into our routine. The rest of the day passed uneventfully.
I felt sorry for her having to undergo the seemingly annoying issue she suffered from several times daily. I finally got up the courage to ask her, "what exactly is irritating you so much?"
"Oh, it is so damn bothersome; I hate it! It's never-ending and retains total control of me! I am so tired of always having to intervene to discipline the troublesome annoyance."
"My body suffers from too much blood flow to the vagina irritating it, making me very uncomfortable down there several times daily. The only way I have found to get relief is to masturbate; believe me, this process gets old after several years! I have almost run out of creative ideas to keep myself content for more than a few hours."
I was in shock; my brain could barely comprehend what I had just heard. Offering assistance or advice just seemed inappropriate, so I just listened intently.
"It would be nice to have help occasionally, but my body is so gross that I dare not bother anyone."
I looked back and jokingly stated, "well, if I can be of any assistance, call."
"Seeing my quirky female parts would give you second thoughts!"
What did she mean by that? She could not be that different from other females.
What could be so gross? Later that evening, Addie walked into the front room and asked for my assistance. Sure, I thought I would help move a heavy object or something of that nature. Upon entering her room, I found her in that irritated state again.
Addie was nervous, or was she? She stood there with her back facing me, dropped her sweat pants, and pulled off her loose shirt, leaving her only in underwear that looked more suited for a boy than her! Upon further investigation, a rather strange lump was suspended by the briefs between her thighs.
What was that?
Addie turned and said, "I need your help, please."
She slipped off her boyish undies, looking at me with keen interest and a need to be comforted. There in front of me, my questions were answered. She has nipples, barely, but absolutely no breast growth, just like a pre-teen boy's chest would appear.
Her hairless, blood-enlarged pussy appropriated my attention. But wait, something was dangling below her vagina. What was that? Her labia were like no other I had seen. I had never seen them hang down and fold over in such a manner, like the wings of a butterfly!
Addie yelled, "I told you I was a freak!"
I immediately wanted to explore this. Was this what she thought was so objectionable? Addie was very nervous as she gently laid back on her bed. She reached her arms out sideways and grabbed the sheets firmly as she slowly raised her knees to expose herself. I sat between her legs, getting my hands closer and closer, when she looked at me and sighed, "would you kiss me down there, please?"
I had never done that and was quite embarrassed to tell her so. After all, how bad could it be? As I moved closer, Addie's body language made a noticeable change. She started to pulse and lifted her torso towards me.
"Blow on it, she murmured." I blew a soft, warm breath at the top of her slit. She jerked, and so did I! All of a sudden, her blood-packed clitoris appeared below its hood. It seemed to have a mind and what appeared to be a head! I had never seen one grow so fast! I reached out my tongue and provoked the tip of it. As Addie held tightly to the linens, her body answered me with several violent jerks and a sharp scream!
My knowledge of female parts was minimal, but I was amazed to find how quickly the extra blood flow made her clitoris grow to an inch long, near the size of my little finger! It was staring at me like an alien, pulsing as if to say, help me!
She whispered, "I told you it was gross!" My inner desire was to suck on it, so I placed my mouth over the pulsing demon without touching it, let out a warm breath, curled my tongue around it, and gave it a quick suck.
Her body was jerking and shivering; strange sounds emanated above me as I took the entire clitoris and tried to suck the blood out of it! A spring of warmth came over me when I withdrew my mouth. As I licked the throbbing member, Addie arched up into the air summoning her engorged pussy to send fluid out. Every lick sent a stream of juice in response. She was amazing! How many times could a person do this? I had to find out!
Addie was in another world; her body pulsed and vibrated as screams of joy and pleasure escaped her breathlessness. This demon had taken possession of her. Her body was savored, reaping the benefits of manipulation by someone other than herself. It was heaven, and she could not stop even if she wanted to! I could tell the rest of her vagina felt abandoned, so I buried my tongue deep inside her, twisting and curling it, sucking the entire vagina in one large mouthful.
