I arrive at my “date’s” apartment shortly after 5. She’s not really a date, just some random hottie looking for dick. And I’m all too happy to be ths supply to her demand. I can’t recall a time I’d ever passed up the opportunity to get my cock wet; friends, friend’s friends, friend’s girlfriends/fiance, coworkers, if their legs opened around me I was going in. Dating apps made the situation so much easier, which was good because I was getting a bit of a reputation. Not that many of my conquests were left unsatisfied, but word got around that I’d take advantage of any opportunity offered. Some women knew to keep to themselves around me, so the anonymity offered by some sites simplified my efforts.
Tonight’s entertainment was called “Nancy.” She wasn’t supermodel hot, but was certainly attractive enough to get me to drive half an hour for dinner and a movie. She smiled at me when her door swung open. Her crimson hair was kept a bit short, dangling inches above her shoulders. Pale, freckled skin at her face, steel blue eyes, and a slightly pointed nose above her full lips made for a pretty face. She was wearing deep red lipstick, perfectly applied. The emerald green dress she had chosen for our date hung from her shoulders by two spaghetti straps, her pale skin continuing down the rest of her slender body. The dress did little to conceal her body. She sported a slight hourglass frame, mango sized breasts pressing against the thin fabric, thin waist, thick, childbearing hips. My eyes traced down her legs, the dress extended down to her ankles but cut on one side to make walking less of a chore. She didn’t bother with shoes, leading me into the apartment barefoot. This was going to be a long dinner…
She led me to a polished wooden table, food and drink already served on fine dinnerware. Salad, Cornish hen, potatoes, and wine were on the menu, my mind focusing more heavily on the dessert option. I shifted my full erection beneath my pants, the soft slacks doing little to hide my excitement. Her chest flushed as we sat, every movement and look she gave told me we may not bother with Netflix. We both devoured our meal, another hunger building inside us both as we drained the wine. Everything was perfect, inhibitions low, arousal through the roof, lips locking together as we left the table.
I let her lead me down a hall, through a door, and into her bedroom. Our deepening kiss only broke so she could push me onto the bed, my legs bent over the edge at the knee. She pulled at the thin straps of her dress, shrugging her way out of it with her eyes locked on mine. It dropped past her breasts, but clung stubbornly to her stomach while she helped remove my pants. Her firm tits had hard, quarter sized, pink nipples, begging to be suckled and pinched, but she took her place between my knees. She kneeled on the floor, face hovering over the bulge in my boxers. I had stayed hard throughout dinner, my sensitive cock already painfully close to eruption. Her fingers gripped the elastic rim of my boxers and pulled, dragging them off as my rigid eight inches sprung free.
She bit her lip as my manhood came into view. A drop of precum shined in the light at the tip, beading over the bulbous, spongy flesh of my head. Veins bulged along my shaft, firm ridges ready to assist in her pleasure. My balls tightened when her hand wrapped around my base, her thumb extending up my length. She leaned forward, mouth open, lips sliding down my meat as it disappeared into her for the first time. Her tongue wiggled around the underside of my cock, lapping against me as she began sucking. My hand went to the back of her head, grasping her silky hair as her head bobbed on my lap. I groaned at the near expert blowjob, climax dangerously close just seconds after starting. Every fiber of my being strained to keep my inevitable pleasure at bay, extending the sensations for as long as possible. With her mouth and hand working my cock, other hand fondling my balls, resistance was futile.
Her motions stopped momentarily when the first rope of cum spurted into her mouth. She looked me in the eyes, pulling up to the tip so only my head remained beyond her lips. My cock pulsed over and over, prostate draining into her mouth as her tongue circled around, suction increasing through my orgasm. It was all I could do to hold her head in place, looking back into her beautiful eyes while pumping her mouth full of my first load of the night. She moaned as more semen filled her hungry mouth, sucking every last drop from my throbbing member. Long after the last twitch of my drained cock, she let me fall free with an audible “pop.” She watched me lustily as her tongue swirled behind her closed lips, smiling while she swallowed it all down. Her lips opened slightly, just enough for her tongue to lick her lips seductively. My erection never had a chance to dissipate between action.
Nancy stood at the end of the bed and pushed her dress the rest of the way down, revealing the rest of her bare flesh. She left it behind, climbing onto the mattress with me. Her firm breasts with their perfect nipples passed my face, post orgasmic stupor keeping me from taking advantage of the situation and sucking one into my mouth. I did reach up and kiss along her stomach as it came into range of my face, but she quickly propped herself up, kneeling over me on the bed. Her knees sunk into the springy surface on either side of my head, legs resting over my arms. I looked up, drool pooling in my mouth at the sight of her pink clam, lips slightly parted between her thighs. A thin strand of her nectar dangled from her opening, arousal gleaming across her labia. She put her hand on my head, fingers digging into my hair as she lowered herself.
My tongue reached up, slipping into her before pressing my head back into the mattress. I shook my head back and forth, savoring the flavor of her juicy folds. She began moaning loudly as my nose brushed against her clit, tongue wriggling into her. Her fingers grasped my hair, steadying my head between her legs. I began grinding my tongue against her slit in long, wet licks. She groaned, rocking her hips on my face, juices increasing with her pleasure. My cock throbbed in anticipation, the urge to spear into this delicious woman growing unbearable. She kept riding my face, apparently experiencing an orgasm with her body tensing above me. I tried groping her ass, but my arms were still pinned under her knees. The moaning elevated into high pitched shrieks as she quivered through ecstasy. Her climax drenched my face, and I could hold back no more.
I used all of my strength to push her away, toppling her from my head and onto the soft sheets below. Her body convulsed as her orgasm surged on, and I got to my knees. I kneeled between her trembling legs, rigid erection extending towards her steaming pussy, my hands reaching out to her. A sudden uneasiness made me stop for a moment, something like an interruption of my heart rhythm, along with a hint of nausea. I snapped back to the task at hand, fingers pressing into the muscled flesh of her inner thighs as I spread her legs. Her soaked entrance gleamed in the light, lust and desire filled her half open eyes as I centered myself between her legs. The tightness in my balls increased, almost painfully as my bulging head brushed against her hardened clit.
Just before penetration, the nausea returned in force. I had never been more conflicted. One head told me to get to the bathroom before coating this woman in something other than warm cum, the other head desperately urging me forward into her tight, pink tunnel. I opted for what was considered more gentlemanly, excusing myself lamely as I felt another unfamiliar fluttering in my chest. I rushed from the room, erection bobbing before me, searching for the restroom. It was adjacent to the living room, and I managed to get there moments before emptying my stomach of the food inhaled just a few minutes earlier. The room spun around me, light dimming, eyes burning as my vision blurred. I found my way to the sink, hoping a few splashes of cold water would snap me out of this uneasiness, but what I saw made my panic so much worse.
My short blonde hair was noticeably longer, and growing before my eyes. It had started getting darker, too. Speaking of eyes, the sharp blue irises had become a deep, dark violet, and a mocha/caramel color was spreading across my tanned skin! My chest ached as the muscles beneath my nipples disappeared under expanding breasts. The near six pack I’d worked tirelessly on softened around my navel, framing my aching stomach in slight muscle tone. I watched in silent horror as my half erect cock shriveled, disappearing against my pelvis as my testicles shrunk. The sex organ I’d been so proud of, so eager to share with anyone with a wet pussy and spread legs, absorbed into my changing body, until it was replaced by an aching clit poking out under a small hood, and dark lips concealing a brilliant splash of pink. Pain shot through my bones as inches diminished from my six foot whatever I typically lied about.
I stood there, heart racing, arms shaking, hands clasped to the marbled counter, and ferociously horny as my eyes darted around the person looking back at me in the mirror. Hard, brown nipples extended from my cantaloupe sized breasts, in desperate need of sucking. My deep brown hair flowed down my back, reaching its end between my shoulder blades. No other hair was visible on my body, which if I were to guess, now stood somewhere around five foot eight. The woman looking back at me, shock covering her face, was stunning. So hot, I doubt I’d be able to simply approach and flirt. But, that’s me! She mirrored my expression and my movements on the reflective surface.
My hands explored the new body, subconsciously groping my new breasts, and cupping my new pussy. I realized just how aroused I was, fingers instantly wet as they slid along my hungry folds. Some distant thought registered voices and footsteps outside the small room, but I was too curious. Too preoccupied by the task at hand to bother investigating anything other than the inner need for release. My fingers probed gently, lightly spreading before sinking deeper inside. I pinched a nipple with one hand while the other pushed beyond my dripping lips, palm rubbing against my sensitive clit. I moaned at the sensations, watching my reflection as I worked myself to climax. My legs turned to jelly as orgasm neared, and I sunk to my knees. I rested my head against the edge of the counter, moaning with abandon at the first crashing wave of pleasure. The orgasm was unlike anything I’d ever experienced, but hollow. More, I needed more. And luckily, I knew just where to get it.
Hopefully she has toys, I thought, climbing to unsteady feet. Every thought soaring through my mind revolved around sex, pleasure, orgasms, bliss. I threw the door opened, excited beyond words at my first lesbian experience, but something else waited for me in Nancy’s room. Two something elses, to be more accurate. With long, thick, hard cocks. I vaguely remember hearing voices during the change, apparently they belonged to Nancy and these two men…
She was kneeling on the carpet at the foot of her bed, one chiseled man on either side. Her hands grasped their impressive members, stroking them while her head went from one to the other. She wrapped her lips around one, mouth straining at their girth as she sucked for a few strokes. Then, she let it pop from her mouth, turned to the other and repeated the process. Her eyes met mine, something between excitement and humor on her face as she sucked a cock into her mouth. The moan escaping her plugged mouth was musically erotic, turning the fire of arousal burning inside me into a roaring inferno. I stumbled my way to them, falling to my knees in front of her. The meaty rod popped from her lips, and I leaned in for a kiss. She giggled at me. “Get that sexy ass onto the bed,” she instructed as I planted hungry kisses on her cheek, lips, and neck.
I obliged, with some effort. My trembling body somehow managed to climb up onto her bed, my firm, peachy ass swaying with my hips. I had just gotten onto my arms and legs on the bed, breathing heavily from the effort and excitement, when I felt someone join me on the mattress. Nancy sat down before my head, spreading her legs around me as they extended down past my elbows. Her wet, pink folds came back into view, the intoxicating smell of her sex flooding my senses. I wrapped my arms around her thighs, my fingers straining at the tender flesh just outside her pussy as my face closed in on her. My mouth pressed into her, enveloping her juicy pussy. Her delicious nectar coated my tongue, inspiring a duet of moans from the both of us. I was so distracted by the feast before me, I hadn’t even registered the hand on my ass, or the wobbling of my legs as one of the men positioned himself on the bed behind me.
Something sliding down my dripping labia, grinding against my aching clit snapped to attention between Nancy’s legs. I tried moving my head to search out the cause of this new sensation, but Nancy placed a firm hand behind my head, keeping my face rooted to her pussy as it began convulsing around my tongue. My eyes flicked up, looking through the valley of her breasts and watched as the cock in her mouth began pulsing through her other hand. I couldn’t recall hearing him approach, or a muffling of her moans as he entered her mouth, but his hands held her face steady as his throbbing member pumped her mouth full. She let some of his load escape her mouth, thick globs raining onto her breasts before oozing down her chest.
A pressure between my legs suggested the man behind me had finally gotten tired of teasing, my virgin lips spreading apart around the probing thickness. There was a sudden pain after his manhood had slid in just a few inches, but the pleasure was undeniable. The pain faded to discomfort as he pushed in deeper. My eyes were having trouble focusing as I became stuffed, the muscles along my lubricated walls straining to allow such an intrusion into my body. They simply looked forward, the reddened flesh around Nancy’s pussy blurring into her delicate, pink folds. Her hand had left my head at some point, supporting her as she leaned back when the man began unloading into her mouth. Glimmering trails of fluids leaked their way down her stomach, cascading over her pelvis before running into the sheets below just as I felt the hips of the man behind me press into my ass. He’d slowly worked his entire length into me, and my eyes rolled in never before experienced ecstasy. A low, throaty groan pushed from my mouth, my legs tensing, knees clenching, toes curling.
Just before crashing over the ledge, and falling into my first female orgasm, the man pulled back. His thick member retreated quickly, drawing a moaned expletive before surging back in. Nancy was repositioning herself, laying on her back before sliding closer to me. She smirked playfully when I breathlessly said, “I’m gonna cum…” Her hands touched my arm, fingers tracing from above my elbows pressing into the mattress, up to my shoulders, then behind my neck. One hand grasped my hair again, the other digging it’s nails into my back as she lifted herself. Her lips pressed into mine, tongue still coated in the thick cum she’d just sucked from the other guy slipping into my mouth. The flavors at her lips and tongue, added to the strong thrusts from behind caused an eruption deep inside.
My moans turned to screams as my climax consumed me. Nancy’s lips left mine, her mouth sliding down my face to my neck. She began kissing and nibbling the soft skin of my neck as waves of pleasure tore through me. The guy behind me slowed his thrusting, then held himself fully inside, letting my convulsing pussy massage his shaft, spasming walls stimulate bulbous head. He groaned, and it felt like his already sizable probe expanded inside my orgasming organ, then a new warmth started spreading from his tip. I realized he was cuming inside me, his orgasm flooding me with every pulse, my body drinking every drop deeper into me as my climax became more and more intense. Nancy’s hand was no longer at my back, her fingers expertly rubbing my exposed clit taking my pleasure to dizzying heights. I lost balance, my head crashing into Nancy beneath me. The combination of semen and saliva on her chest smeared onto my cheek as my face fell between her breasts.
I gripped her hips, trying to anchor myself to something as the unrelenting pleasure slowly burned to agony. My spasming muscles exhausted me, the never ending orgasm becoming too much to bear as my vision spun and blurred. Just before slipping from the conscious world, her fingers pulled from my soaked clit. I took a deep, sharp breath, not even realizing I had been holding it. The heavy breaths that followed became mixed with a groan as the man pulled his fading erection out, struggling to do so with the restrictive grip my pussy had on him. Nancy pushed her way further under me, my face sliding down her body along the fluids still coating her skin. The scent from her aroused flower, now inches from my nose, along with that of the semen covering her body only served to increase my own desire. Having just begun to come down from an unbearably strong orgasm, I found myself wanting more.
“Girl’s got some grip!” the guy behind me exclaimed with a slap on my ass. “Not a drop leaking out, eith-” he began. He stumbled from the statement when Nancy wrapped her lips around his half erect cock, sucking him in and draining the rest of his seed. Or, so I thought. A few moments later, I heard a seemingly exaggerated ‘pop’ as she let him spring from her mouth, and helped him slide back between my labia. The other guy had climbed onto the bed between her legs sporting his own renewed erection. I opened my mouth hungrily, unable to stop myself as his thickness drew near. I moaned at the returning pressure as the guy sheathed himself deep inside, but the disappointment on my face made the other chuckle when his cock pulled away. He slapped it against Nancy’s pink, slid it down her slit, then disappeared between her slippery folds.
I groaned at the steadily increasing pounding the man behind me provided, his thick meat stimulating every sensitive fiber of my new tunnel. My head dipped, forehead coming to a rest atop Nancy’s pubic mound, and I felt the lower abs of the man fucking her bump into my scalp with every thrust. She was moaning under me, using her hands and tongue to elevate my pleasure, so I decided to do the same. With some effort, I managed to angle my face at her waist, my tongue sliding down her clit and around her stretched lips. My arms wrapped around her thighs, fingers spreading her sex wider providing more sensitive flesh for my tongue to tease and explore. The guy’s rigid member slipped along my tongue, and I found myself licking her arousal from his cock as it retreated, pressing harder against the hard shaft as it surged forward.
She came. I brought my head up to focus more intently just in time. Her pussy convulsed around the thrusting man, pink lips seemingly sucking at his probing member as her precious clit throbbed above. Liquid pleasure flowed out around his meaty plug as she tensed, then began trembling beneath me. I used one hand to rub her quivering organ, bringing her climax higher as the man slowly pushed forward, burying himself as deep inside as possible. She screamed in ecstasy between my legs, fingers digging into my thighs as her orgasm consumed her.
I was nearing an orgasm myself, but the man behind me had frustratingly stopped his movements. Out of growing desperation, my hips bounced against him as my body searched out another climax. I had hardly noticed the warmth spreading inside me, when the man splitting Nancy’s cuming pussy pulled out. He took a handful of my hair and turned my face to him. My mouth dropped automatically, eyes locked on the throbbing cock gleaming in the juices of the spasming woman under me as it approached. My orgasm struck the instant his sex slicked thickness touched my lips. My heightened moan was cut short, muffled by the bulging head stuffing my mouth. He pushed deeper and deeper, beyond the area where I’d expected to gag against him. My head was angled just right, easing his progress into my awaiting throat. The waves of pleasure crashing throughout my body sporadically shook my head against him, inch after inch tunneling deeper into my throat as the final few spurts left the cock inside my constricting pussy. My tightening walls again milked every drop it could from the man behind me, and my eyes began to roll to the back of my head as my climax grew more intense.
Nancy did little to help my situation as her orgasm subsided, once again putting her fingers to work between my legs. She expertly rubbed and flicked every tender spot, one hand even reaching out to grope one of my swaying breasts. Her fingers pinched my hard nipple, pulling almost painfully as the man behind me withdrew. She immediately sent her hands to my ass, pushing her face between my vacant cheeks. The cock in my throat expanded as ropes of hot cum pulsed along the shaft, sperm spurting down towards my stomach as her tongue plunged into me. She licked deep into my coated inner walls, slurping the fresh load pumped inside. Her hands grasped my ass firmly, fingers digging into the soft, caramel flesh as she ate me out. Just as my vision began to blur around my fading consciousness, the man pulled back. His pulsing member slid from my throat, warm sperm plastering my tongue and mouth before popping free. One last throb sent a strand of his semen onto my face, warmly splashing down my nose.
I took a deep, shaky breath, then swallowed before breathing around moans as my climax burned to blissful agony. My fingers dug into the sheets, toes curling painfully as Nancy used every trick she knew as she used her tongue, fingers, and face between my tensing legs. When she finally relented, allowing my orgasm to begin dissipating, I fell prone onto the bed. My arms laid limply underneath my convulsing body, legs still shaking around Nancy from the horribly powerful climax. Her hands pushed into the mattress, and she crawled her way up over me. She laid on top of me, her lips at my ear. “You look tired,” she teased. Her warm breath felt wonderful as she spoke, “We’re just getting started.” I tried to protest, beg for a break, but all that came out was a low, incoherent mumble.
She kissed her way down my back as she crawled back down the bed, pausing to bite the tender flesh of my peachy ass. Her tongue lashed out, licking in between kisses down my legs, and I heard her drop off the bed. The men had taken position on either side of her headboard, half erect cocks coated in various fluids. They watched amusedly as Nancy went out the door. She came back in, followed by three more men. Each sported thick, long erections. She led them to the bed, “Have fun…”
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