Every word as it happened...just one of those things, I guess.
My older brother was as effeminate as all hell. He loved my clothes, and I really thought he was using my make up too when I was out of the house.
One day, he fessed up to wearing my dresses. I told him I was cool with that providing he never touched my long evening dress. I was so proud of this dress as it looked sophisticated and was my 'grown up' dress.
So one day, I had woke up on the morning of my school end of year dance... not the full Prom, you understand, just the dance that all the year groups had. I was planning to wear my dress and was pissed when it wasn't in my wardrobe. I knew in a heartbeat where it was and I stormed into Chris's bedroom to find it hanging up on a hanger, but also stretched to fuck AND torn a little! I was soooo fucking angry.
I launched myself at him and he woke up to find my sitting astride him slapping the shit out of him. I was in the tshirt and panties I had slept in. I hadn't even thought about what happens to boys in the morning. But as I hit him, I became aware of the hardness between my legs. He only had a sheet over him and now I had his boner pressing right against my sweet spot. Suddenly, the thought of having a cock there, (for the first time) was incredibly erotic and I began rocking in spite of myself. Soon, Chris grunted and I looked down to see the sheet staining up real good. I had made him cum. That was followed almost instantly by me cumming in my panties... and I mean REALLY cumming hard. There was a squoosh of wetness and for a moment I thought I had peed myself, but it felt way too good for that. I groaned a little msyelf as I came long and hard.
After I just sat there still astride him and he showed no signs of softening up. I peeled the sheet away and looked, for the first time ever, at a boy's cum. I loved the sight and smell of it.
Then? Well, let's just say there WAS a then, and it lasted for about an hour.