I say allow because I can also control it and keep it the size of just a large clitoris. Though it starts to feel uncomfortable if I don’t let it “out” every couple days, and I have to cum before it’ll shrink back down.
Part of why I say George was one-of-a-kind is how he responded to finding out my secret. I hid the fact that I’m a futa from him when we started dating, but he caught me with my cock out one time when I was masturbating, and instead of being disgusted or freaked out, he was intrigued. That open-mindedness is part of what lead me to marry him.
Not that he was gay or bisexual. He said that it was just another part of me and he loved all of me – even if I had a dick that was bigger than his sometimes. (Not that he was small. He had a healthy eight inches that he used to great effect) He even let me fuck him in the ass a couple times, but admitted he wasn’t that into it. Although I love being pounded in the ass.
He would however, give me head or handjobs nearly as often as I gave them to him. He liked to alternate between going down on me and making me keep my clit-shape – which makes it more sensitive – or giving me a blowjob. He was exceptional at both.
Knowing what it feels like to have a dick really improves your blowjob skills. Both mine and his.
These days though, blowjobs are few and far between. My aforementioned gynecologist is aware of my secret, and schedules me for checkups every three months under the pretense of keeping constant watch on my unique anatomy. While she does take care of my lady-bits as a doctor, she also loves the taste of my cum and to deepthroat my cock, and makes sure to wear a skirt for easy access on days I have an appointment.
She told me once she’s not a lesbian, but loved the idea of fucking a medical marvel. And since the sex was only with my cock – she never touched my breast or pussy in a sexual manner – didn’t think that counted as gay. I think it’s a very gray area she’s stumbled into.
Other than Dr. Freeman, I have the occasional casual fling, maybe once or twice a year with either men or women. When I have sex with women, I almost never let my cock out. Only rarely when I’m certain she can keep a secret. And I never take any of them to my house. I always wanted to keep that part of my life separate from Josh.
That is, until what happened on this day.
I stay active with social activities at the country club, and this weekend we were having a fundraiser for a local high school golf team. For my part, I was baking twenty dozen cookies of various types to sell to members and guests. I had gone to the grocery store for ingredients earlier, but just realized that I was going to be short on brown sugar. I’d thought I had more at home, but must have used it for another recipe and forgot I was running low.
I had enough to get started though, and I could send Josh to the store for more brown sugar while I continued baking.
I walked from the kitchen across the living room, and into the carpeted hallway that lead to our four bedrooms. Two of which we used as a home-gym and as an office. My master suite and office were at the end of the hallway, but Josh’s room was the first on the left, across from the room we used as a gym.