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Chapter 11: Never Judge a book by its Cover





“And then this other time at DJ camp I…..Wait, we’re on air. I’m DJ Mary, and that’s a story for another time, because tonight’s guest is Winona,” Mary said hurriedly.



“I’d like to hear that rest of that story, but I guess I should go ahead and get on with mine,” Winona said with a slight sigh.





I had gone to Azalea Town to visit my uncle Kurt, and while I was there, I decided to meet with the gym leader, Bugsy. We hit it off right away--after all, both of us love the outdoors! So we spent the whole day together, and he invited me back to his gym for the night.





“Wait a second, this show\'s for stories that involve women and ONLY women!” Mary said sharply.



“Don’t worry, I’m getting there,” Winona responded.





We watched a few documentaries, and by the time they were over, it was really dark, so Bugsy invited me to spend the night. I didn’t feel like having to find my way back to my uncle’s house, so I accepted his offer. Bugsy whipped up some ramen for dinner. I accidentally spilled some of the broth all over my shirt. Bugsy offered my one of his spare shirts to change into while he washed mine, so I took him up on the offer.



I went to the bathroom to change my clothes, and I couldn’t help but noticed that there were a lot of fancy soaps and lotions.



(I always thought Bugsy was a tad metrosexual, but this is way more than I expected), I thought as I looked around.



“I left you a clean shirt on the knob,” Bugsy called in through the door.



As soon as he was gone, I opened the door a crack and grabbed the shirt. It was an over-sized tee that might as well have been a night gown, so after putting it on, I took off my pants and went out. Bugsy was wearing the same thing.



“I’m not really tired, so what do you say to watching a few movies?” Bugsy suggested. I wasn’t in the mood to go to bed at the time, either, so we started watching some scary movies, but even though I like them, I’m kind of a wimp, and at the end of Friday the 13th, I grabbed onto Bugsy without really thinking...and that’s when I felt a bra strap. Bugsy pushed me away, blushing brightly. I looked at him, shocked for a few moments, but before I could say anything, Bugsy blurted out, “It’s not what you think!” He was looking off to the side, trying to avoid looking at me.



“It’s alright, Bugsy. I don’t really care if your into cross-dressing. You\'re still a good guy,” I told him. Bugsy’s face went an even brighter shade of red.



“Well, I am in drag...but you’re making a mistake. I’m...I\'m a girl who dresses as a guy,” Bugsy explained, trying as hard as possible to avoid eye contact.





“So Bugsy really is a girl? I thought so, the first time we met!” Mary commented with a small hint of surprise in her voice, before letting Winona get back to her story.





“Really?” I asked. Bugsy nodded. I reached out and put my hand over her chest and felt a very small soft swell. Bugsy let out a sharp yelp.



“What was that about?" she asked, holding her arms over her chest.



“Just checking,” I said. “Not to be rude, but were you…um…born a girl?” I asked nervously, afraid that I might offend her.



“Yeah, I was,” she said, keeping her arms up. “I was always made fun of for liking bug types, so I just started dressing up like a boy.”



“That’s a shame. I always thought you were kind of cute,” I told her honestly.



“Really?” Bugsy asked.



As an answer, I leaned forward and gave her a very quick, very light kiss on the lips. “Really.”



As soon as I said that, she fainted. Bugsy woke up after only a few moments.



“Are you alright?” I asked, concerned.



“Sure, just a tad overwhelmed,” she said, still blushing uncontrollably.



“But the truth is, I’ve always thought you were really cute, too,” she said, lowering her arms from her chest.



“So do you want to have a little bit of fun then?” I asked, crawling across the couch.



Bugsy gulped, nodding her head. I leaned in and kissed her, softly at first. She was trembling, but it took only a few seconds before she grew comfortable with it and began to kiss back. I licked her lips very slightly, and she parted them. I slipped my tongue in and began to explore every bit of her mouth. She caught on pretty quickly, and started to move her tongue around as well. I let my hand drop done to her thigh and began to gently stroke the warm soft flesh of it. She moaned into the kiss as I worked my way up, sliding under her huge shirt, but I stopped just short of her panties and pulled my hand away. She broke the kiss.



“Why’d you stop?” she asked, a bit winded.



“Well, this will be a lot easier in a bed,” I commented, standing up. Bugsy got up as well and led me to her bedroom.



As soon as we entered, I grabbed her from behind, pressing myself against her as my right hand went to her breast and my left hand to her crotch. I began to rub her through the material of her shirt and panties. She let out a deep moan. I kissed her neck. I could feel the blood pulsing through it at a mile a minute. I worked my way up, kissing her cheek before taking her earlobe into my mouth and nipping it very gently, getting another moan. I pulled away, causing Bugsy to whimper in disappointment. But before she could complain, I pulled my shirt off and walked around in front of her.



Bugsy looked me over, blushing again. I could tell that she was too nervous to make the first move, so I took her hand and brought it up to my chest. Her face went even brighter.



“Well, what do you think”? I asked.



“T-They’re very nice,” she muttered. I couldn’t help but find her absolutely adorable. She was so cute! I leaned in and kissed her again.



I let go of her hand and unhooked my bra. I let it fall away, and as soon as it was gone, Bugsy’s eyes went as wide as a Wiggelytuff’s.



“Now take off yours,” I said softly.



Bugsy froze up, so I reached out and pulled the straps off her shoulders. Her breasts were very small but perky, with cut little pink nipples sticking out. I cupped one of them and squeezed it, getting a small moan from her. I reached around behind her and grabbed her ass, causing her to jerk, but she didn’t say anything. She just looked at me, her eyes full of anticipation. I leaned in and kissed her while working my hand along her ass, up to the top, where I hooked my thumb into the waistband and began to pull her underwear down and stroke her ass-cheek, causing her to moan into the kiss. I slowly slid my hand into her panties, working my way down so that my fingertips were touching the bottom of her quim, which had quite a bit of moisture built up. I ran the tip of my middle finger along her slit. Her entire body shook with pleasure, and she moaned even louder than before.



After a few moments of simply rubbing the outer lips of her pussy, I was starting to get pretty horny myself, so I pulled away. Bugsy let out another whimper.



“I want you to touch me now,” I said, pulling my panties off and stepping out of them before sitting on the edge of the bed. Bugsy walked over and got on her knees and started at my pussy for a few seconds before gulping deeply and hesitantly flicking her tongue along my slit. It might have been quick, but it felt great.



“Please don’t stop,” I said, half moaning as I spread my pussy lips with my own hand.



Bugsy ran her tongue over her lips again before she tilted forward and began to slowly slide her tongue up and down the length of my pussy. She was very slow and clumsy about it, but that made it even better. It didn’t take very long before I came, falling back onto the bed moaning as I shook in ecstasy. I could feel her continuing to lap away at my crotch, probing the tip of her tongue in deeper than she had before, hitting a few spots that set off another wave of pleasure and prolonged my orgasm. After a little while, I finally had to push her away.



“That’s more than enough,” I said, trying to catch my breath.



“Sorry, but it tasted really good,” Bugsy said, licking her lips clean.



I pulled her up into another kiss, savoring the slight trace of my own cum that lingered in her mouth. I gently pushed her onto the bed and broke the kiss. I looked down and saw that her panties were complete soaked. Grinning, I moved down and lifted her legs up so that they were hooked over my shoulders. I buried my nose into the middle of her crotch and sniffed. The musky, sweet scent was almost overwhelming. I then placed my mouth over her mound and began to suck the juice out of the material. As I did Bugsy, began to squirm around, panting and moaning as she fondled her own petite breasts. I lifted my face up, but before Bugsy could make any sound, I pulled her panties aside and slipped a finger into her cunny, and flicked my tongue over her clit at the same time, making her cum instantly with a loud scream. A large spurt of her femcum sprayed all over my face. Some of it dripped down onto my chest. I quickly wiped all of it up using my finger and licked it clean. I looked down at Bugsy, who was lying there, sweat dripping off her face, barely able to breath.



“You know, right now you look as cut as a b--”



“I f you say a bug in a rug, I’ll never speak to you again,” Bugsy said, suddenly finding a bit of energy.



“I was going to say button,” I said, lying down and pulling her close before falling asleep.





“And that’s how we got together,” Winona said.



“Well, that was a pretty good story after all. I always thought that Bugsy was too pretty to be a boy,” Mary said.



“Yeah, but Bugsy’s even prettier when she dresses up. But she still prefers her usual explorer type outfit,” Winona

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“Well anyways, that’s all there is for this episode, so make sure to tune in for the next broadcast of DJ Mary’s Sexy Stories.”