Gender bending Stories

"Get undressed," the pretty brunette told me, and I obeyed. She was called Jennifer, we'd met the night before at the rock nightclub, and I'd thought that she looked gorgeous in her goth make-up, so she invited me back to her place. It turned out that she was eighteen and still living at home, so we locked her door and did our best to keep quiet as we fucked the night away. Now it was noon, her parents were at work, she w...