After orientation I decide to go look at the clothing house. Since my clothes were in the wash I figured I may as well check out what was on offer and maybe talk to the seamstress. As I walked out of the house and down the front stairs, the staff member who had opened the doors for us earlier approached me and asked if I needed any help. When I told her? that I was going to check out some clothes, she smiled and offered to come with me to be a human mirror and critique my choices. As I was relplying that that would be fun a couple of other guests came out and hearing where we were going, decided to tag along.

I was curious about something which had been bothering me since I walked into the orientation and decide to talk to our guide about it.

"Do you mind if I ask you a question?" I said, trying not to stare at her breasts.

"Go ahead, we are all here to help and be of any assistance we can to make your stay better." she smiled at my gaze, obviously I wasn't abale to keep my gaze from roaming over her body.

"Any assistance, whatsoever." She smiled.

"I have never met and talked to a shemale before and I was wondering what form of address you prefer." As she smiled I was encouraged to continue.

"I mean, for a given value, I consider myself male and I consider our green friend here, female." I indicated one of the guests who had joined us and was wearing her green bathrobe, untied and flapping in the wind as we walked, exposing her dark tanned skin and gorgeous thighs and neatly trimmed pussy.

"So in conversation I would use the he and she pro-nouns easily. For a shemale though I wouldn't know. Is there a preference? I ask because I wouldn't want to cause offense and I just have no experience."

She? nodded her head as we walked and considered my questions. "Yes I can see how it can be tricky. There are some of us who have a definite preference and would like to be referred to as one gender or the other. I think the hardest thing is that society just isn't ready to accept that the whole two gender thing isn't accurate anymore in describing people of all types. It is so binary, when in truth sexuality and specifically gender just isn't a binary situation." She paused to think.

"For myself I think of myself as female and so "she" and "her" work for me. If you aren't sure then some people use "z" to denote a non-preferenced gender bias and so "she" becomes "ze", "her" becomes "zer." "

Nodding as she spoke, I looked more boldly at her body. "You are stunning. Your curves are just so lovely I can't help but to let my eyes wander over your body. I hope that is ok."

"You will find during the week, that a lot of boundaries that we can come up against out in the social world just don't apply here. I am naked and happily so. I love my body and enjoy people admiring it. If I didn't I would wear more clothes." As she was talking she rubbed her hand down her breast and across her belly, before curving around her thigh and onto her arse. She sighed.

"May I?" I was trembling a little as I asked, but I wanted to see if I could push my own boundaries. So often I had seen a gorgeous woman dressed in leggings and tight top and just wanted to approach and admit to admiring her body, indicate that I would love to run my hands across her arse. Of course we don't do this because you would get locked up and so all these gorgeous bodies and beautiful people go about their day to day, maybe never knowing how beautiful they are and what effect they are having on those around them.

"Please." was her one word reply and we stopped walking.

I reached out my hand and touched her neck, caressing her shoulder and running my hand down over her arm and around her back. As I ran my hand down her back, I saw the other two guests watching with interest. My other hand joined in when I reached her arse. My cock was hardening as I squeezed her arse cheeks. So firm, and at the same time soft to touch. My hands were caressing the underside of her cheeks, that lovely curve where the arse meets the thigh, so lovely and as I did so I realized that miss green was caressing her own arse in sync with me. I smiled at her and watched her as I brought my hands around the side of my guides thighs, she did the same. I moved my hands up my guides body to her breasts and sure enough miss green followed. Having a wicked thought and driven by curiosity, I looked up at my guide and ran my hand down her belly to her rising cock, feeling the shaft under my gentle fingers as I slowly ran just the fingertips up the length to circle the head before curling around to stroke the underneath.

Miss green was moving her hand down her body and grinned as she looked at our guides cock and then down to her own body. She shrugged and moved to me and ran her fingers across my cock instead.

"You cheated" She laughed. "So I will just have to use yours" and with that continued to copy my movements.

The game now became a lot more intriguing to me. Was it a game? I think a lot of things become games eventually. We start something and then want to see what the rules are or how far we can go before someone tells us to stop. Well I was about to find out a lot more about the limits of not only my guide but myself as well. I realised that now I had a cock in my hand and a hand on my cock. Something I had never experienced before and was enjoying immensely. Also though, there was the awareness that miss green was intimating that she would follow my every move. Now I was thinking about not only what I wanted to do to our guide's body but what would then happen to me as a result of that.

I looked up at our guide and wrapped my hand around her cock. Her eyes were half closed, her lips parted slightly and her hands were on her arse, caressing and squeezing. I began to stroke her cock. Looking at her face as a range of emotions competed for control, I saw out of the corner of my eye, the other guest who had come with us reach over to Miss Green and caress her arse, it was a moment before I realised that he was copying our guide's movements upon Miss Green's body, this was getting to be a lot of fun!

My ministrations on our guides cock had resulted in a beautiful hard member. It was warm in my hand and felt smooth as I glided my palm over the head. My other hand reached for her balls and as I held them in my hand, squeezing gently, scratching them and tugging on them, I was mesmerized by the twin sensations of playing with her balls and having mine, expertly played with at the same time.

"What we really need is some lube" I said

Our guide opened her eyes and sighed happily. "There will be some in the barn. If you can bear to stop long enough, we can continue our game there if you like."

I looked at he others in turn and they both nodded. Reaching out to hold our guides hand I walked towards the barn that I had seen when I arrived. The other two linked up as well and so the four of us all holding hands walked into the barn. When we entered, our guide led us to an area with couches and cushions. There was a rack to one side with a whole array of oils and lotions, all labelled.

I found a jar of coconut oil and took off the lid. It was cold enough that the oil was nearly solid, not hard, but not liquid either.

"I love coconut oil." I said as I dug my fingers in. "I love how it feels cool and firm and as you rub it, in it warms up and starts to run and drip. Tastes good too."

With that said I used two hands to rub the oil into our guides cock and balls. The glistening of her skin so sexy, I wanted to run oil all over her body. Instead I satisfied myself with her cock, balls and arse. Going back to the jar a second time to make sure her whole arse and thighs were covered in oil. Miss Green, meanwhile had oiled up my cock and balls as well as my arse. It seemed that although she needed my cock to copy my movements on our guides cock and didn't need my arse, she was intent on copying me completely now, since it seemed that Mr Blue was going to take care of her body by mimicking our guide.

Oil freely administered, I went back to wanking our guide, my right hand slowly sliding up the shaft, two fingers gently pinching the head as I ran over before gliding back down the shaft all the way to the base, pushing hard and gripping tighter as I returned around and up. With my left hand, I circled her balls, running my fingers all around, feeling the hard base of her cock above her balls, running them underneath to feel the shaft of her cock going back towards her arse. I love anal. Anything arse orientated and I'm there. I now realised that I could satisfy any desire I wanted done to me, just by doing it to someone else. Not sure if this is what was meant by "Do unto others as you would have done to you..." but fuck it.

As my left hand was probing around her balls I extended one finger to graze over her arsehole, feeling the oil, probing with my finger, feeling that slight resistance, before the tip of my finger pressed firmly and my finger was up her arse. Now I've got her cock hard in my hand my grip firm and steadily wanking her, my finger up her arse probing forward to press on the very base of her shaft, looking for her prostate. All the while Miss Green has expertly probed my arse and found my prostate with no trouble, (she has obviously done this before as the sensations shuddering through my body are unlike anything I have ever felt before and I am not yet having the same effect on our guide, although she is really enjoying herself none-the-less.)

Our guide is also enjoying her arse cheeks. I can feel her hips moving as she grabs her arse and squeezes and rubs them, beginning to moan as I work her cock, seeing pre-cum glisten at the head of her cock. Mr Blue is attending to Miss Green's arse, which he has covered in oil and judging by a gasp from Miss Green he has just got a finger up her arse as well.

Without any seeming conscious thought I realise that I am leaning down to take the cock in my mouth. Maybe it is a subconscious desire to have my cock sucked and I realise that Since Miss Green is copying me, If I want my cock sucked, then I in turn, need to suck cock. Before I can register all this my lips are on the tip of her cock and my tongue is reaching forward to taste the pre-cum that my ministrations have developed. Miss Green is following and I realise that I have no idea what to do next. I have never had a cock in my hand before, (except mine of course), let alone in my mouth, ( we would if we could, but most of us have tried and failed to suck our own cock). Miss Green comes to my aid and shows herself to be very experienced with a cock in her mouth and so in a reversal I try my best to copy her movements on my cock, with my own movements on our guides cock.

The sensation of having my cock sucked, a finger up my arse (one of my favourite ways to get a blowjob), whilst at the same time fingering a shemales arse and sucking her cock, is all too much and as Miss Green presses against my prostate, I feel my orgasm tightening in my balls. I am about to warn her that I am going to come, but she seems to sense this and clamps her mouth down on my cock and uses her finger to continue stimulating my prostate. What I feel is a build up of pressure in my balls and my cock starts to spasm, but instead of spraying the back of her throat with my come I feel it ooze out of my cock, no-where near the force I am expecting and although the sensation of orgasm is intense and continues on and on, I feel as though there is hardly any cum. She sucks and sucks, her tongue rolling around the head of my sensitive cock, her finger still massaging my prostate, until with a groan in her throat she withdraws from my cock, slowly, running her lips slowly all the way off my shaft and with one final thrust she withdraws her finger from my arse and as she does so another bit of cum pulses out of the end of my cock.

It isn't until this last bit of cum is pulsing out of my cock that I am aware that, much to my surprise I have copied all these movements, with varying degrees of skill onto our shemale guide. I don't remember doing it at the time, as caught up as I was in my own pleasure, but as my awareness comes back I can see in my memories that I have just done all the same things to a shemale! Although at the end I must have stopped because as the focus of awareness clears I can fell a cock in my mouth and I realise that I have stopped sucking and am just probing her prostate with my finger, curiously, rather than with intent. I look up at her and she smiles and nods to me and so I concentrate on giving her the pleasure that I have just received. I am nowhere near as skilled as Miss Green though and our guide, after a few moments more of my blowjob, takes her hand and grips her cock beneath my mouth and starts to wank herself into my mouth. Soon she is so enthusiastic that I can't keep pace and pull my head back, until with an arching of her back, my finger up her arse, she cums and this is the sort of orgasm I am use to having. Cum sprays out of her cock in thick white ropes hitting my mouth and face. I reach under and grab her balls to feel the cum contract her balls. As she slows her hand and the cum continues I am drawn back and place my mouth over her cock to suck the last of her cum form her cock. With another thrust she shoves her cock into my mouth and pumps with her hand to unload another thick, hot rope of cum straight down my throat. It is huge! So much cum, and I am already covered in it. I have no choice but to swallow her cum and this makes it easier as I suck and swallow the last of her cum. It tastes very different to my own cum. I am surprised to find that I like it.

I fall back onto the couch, my finger pulling out of her arse as I collapse, exhausted in a shuddering heap. Miss Green crawls up onto the couch beside me and drapes her arm over me. Mr Blue and our guide take another couch and curl up together.

"Well, that was an experience" I say. I reach around and stroke Miss Green's back, causing her to pull tighter into my side.

"I take it, that was the first cock you have sucked then?" Miss Green replied.

"So Many firsts, I would need a replay to remember them all. Oh my goodness that was fantastic, just awesome, thank you all so much. Just so erotic and freeing. Fuck, I mean I just sucked off a shemale!"

Our guide looked up from her couch and smiled at me. "Not a bad effort for your first time. You have good hands for sure. Your mouth needs more practice though. Not that I am complaining mind you. That was great fun."

"Are you just saying that because you are staff?"

"Not at all. Our role here is many faceted and one of those facets is that we are here to guide our guests through the best experiences that we can and one way of ensuring that is to give honest feedback. In this case I can honestly say that you gave me very much pleasure and having a blowjob and giving one are two very different things. Considering the potential stigma around sexuality out in the world I think you were able to overcome some boundaries in order to do what you really wanted to do and that takes a lot. If you wanted to do it again I am certain that there are no shortages of people about who would be more than happy to give advice, pointers, hell, even be a cock model so that you can practice what you are learning. "

This gave me a lot to think about. Why was I here? What did I want from the week? It was looking as if I was able , (we were all able) to explore just about any aspect of sexuality we desired. I mean I love anal sex sure, but had my definition of what that looked liked just changed. Not just anal sex though, the whole arena of sexual activity seemed open to us to explore. Did I want to get better at blowjobs? I realised that I wanted to suck of my original guide. I wanted to fuck her as soon as I saw her and when I saw that she was a shemale, the possibilities didn't register. Now however I found a whole heap of things i wanted.

"Can I get my questionnaire back? I need to add some things to 4a."