On the way home they stopped by the bus terminal and because of the poor service they decided to take a ferry to Sausalito once M had determined that their destination wasn't too far from the ferry terminal. They'd have to hoof it or take a cab to get to the place. They couldn't risk hitching as it might make them late.
M left Lyn alone to have a bath and a trim, while he went to see his friend about the nylons. It turned out he was happy to help and on the walk home on a whim he scoffed a couple of bananas in Chinatown. When he got home Lyn was still in the bathroom, and he knocked to see if everything was okay.
"I guess so," came the reply, "wanna check?" and M opened to door to find Lyn sitting on the edge of the tub with her legs spread, a pair of scissors still in her hand. She had closely cropped all her hair, and her big labia were plainly evident.
"They're ugly, aren't they?" said Lyn despondently.
"No, I mean yes they are big, but not ugly, just very womanly," M said soothingly, "More to love."
"More to love, right!"
"More to eat then. They kinda look like roast beef."
"Huh," said Lyn sharply, "Is that supposed to console me?"
"Meat curtains, mud flaps."
"Stop teasing me," she shouted.
"All beef taco," M exclaimed before beating a hasty retreat as Lyn lit after him. He dove on the bed, but Lyn jumped on him and started pummeling him with her fists.
"You're horrid, "she said, "I hate you!"
"Elephant ears," squeaked M as he covered his head with his arms to ward off the blows Lyn was raining down on him as she straddled him completely unconscious of her nudity.
Suddenly she stopped hitting him and grabbed his bulging crotch.
"Shit you've got a hard-on!"
"Yeah I guess I do. What of it?"
Lyn continued to feel his cock through his jeans while saying, "So I guess my meat curtains turn you on, huh?"
"Okay, yeah, a little, alright, a lot, but I'm still gay! More than likely it's your tight ass that does it. It's like a boy's butt."
"It is not!"
"And you're nearly as flat as a guy. I'll bet from behind I could take you for a guy."
And then there was a long pregnant pause before Lyn smiled and said, "We're gonna finally do it, aren't we,"
"You want it," said M pushing her off and quickly standing up, "Now you're gonna get it," he said menacingly as he unbuttoned his jeans and shoved them down. He never wore underwear, and his big dick swung up hard and thick.
Lyn threw herself down on all fours and spread her legs, looking back over her shoulder at him and saying saucily, "Fuck me like a man!"
M moved between her legs, lined up his dick with her hole, and drove it in roughly all at once causing Lyn to cry out.
"You want it like a man?" he said as he shoved it in hard, "Then take it like a man, and quit complaining."
And he began to fuck her hard and fast, ramming all nine inches up her juicy quim, but he couldn't hold out for long, and soon he was yelling, "I'm gonna cum Lyn! Fuck it's too good! Shit I'm gonna cum," while the bed rocked as he pummeled her, and finally he pulled out and squirted gobs of cum all over her tight ass.
In the immediate afterglow, while he caught his breath, Lyn traced a finger down his hairless chest and asked him gently, "Why didn't you cum in me?"
"Dunno", said M, "Just porn star habit I guess."
"Well you've got the right equipment for the job," drawled Lyn sexily, and then she noticed he was still nearly hard, and added in admiration, "Want me to fluff that for you so we can go again."
"Hell yeah," said M with real eagerness in his voice.
And so she did, and they did, not just once more but three times, letting out all that pent up sexual tension left over from high school as they sucked and fucked each other like two teenagers in the back of a '68 Ford convertible on prom night.
At one point, as M was on top of her missionary, driving his big pecker home while Lyn's hands gripped his firm butt cheeks pulling him in, Lyn managed to say, "Why didn't we do this sooner?"
"I dunno," M uttered without missing a stroke, "I guess I thought you were a bit of a goody two shoes."
"A goody two shoes?" groaned Lyn, grimacing a bit as she felt his long prick lance into her deeply. M's cock was the biggest one she'd had yet, well maybe not the thickest, there was that older man who lived near the beach, but he was definitely the longest, and he was beating a staccato on her back wall.
"Yeah," he said, moving up higher on her, which changed the angle and made his shaft drag across her engorged clit at each stroke which felt incredible, and he continued as she struggled not to cum, "You know, good family, "A" student, you never did drugs."