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Transforming Genevieve Ch. 8
Saturday morning dawned bright and sunny. I rolled over and pulled the covers over my head not wanting to begin the seemingly endless journey back just yet. I could wait till afternoon to start my climb out of the bottomless sexual barrel I’d allowed myself to plummet into.

When I awoke the second time and peeked out from under my soft bedding the sun was still shinning and my alarm clock read 12:15 PM. “Okay Genevieve,” I thought, “Time to get up and do some serious thinking.” I started with a cup of hot tea and a bowl of rice crispies.

Since it was such a nice afternoon I decided to get dressed and take a walk at Hillcrest Park. I put on a pair of jeans and a cute little pink tank top. Without a bra, my nipples showed clearly through the top so I added a white hoody to cover my breasts. I pulled my hair back into a long ponytail and threaded my long tresses through the opening of a ball cap. My old comfortable jogging sneakers finished off my outfit.

Slipping my cell in the hip pocket of my jeans, I grabbed my keys and headed out about 1:30 PM. It was a short ten-minute drive to the entrance of the park. The lot was rather full with an assortment of minivans and SUV’s. I parked away from the crowded part and stepped out into the bright sunshine of a beautiful fall Saturday afternoon.

Hillcrest Park is known for its k**die playground, which was built with donations from local business owners. That part of the park was overflowing with dozens of toddlers and their parents happily spending the afternoon enjoying the sunshine and the assorted playground swings, slides and jungle gyms.

The other part of Hillcrest Park is a walking path that winds along the Northkill Creek. The state fish and game commission stocks the creek with rainbow trout early in the spring, but by this time of year most of the trout had been caught and filleted by local fishermen. I headed for the walking path and planned on finding a sun-drenched bench to sit and contemplate where my life was headed.

As I walked along the path mostly young couples walking arm in arm passed me by. They all looked so happy, smiling at one another, laughing and just enjoying being together on such a beautiful afternoon. None of the males paid much attention to me as I avoid eye contact with every one of them. I probably walked three-quarters of a mile along the path and even the other walkers started thinning out when I came to a bend in the creek. Right at the apex of the bend, there was a bench between the creek and the walking path that overlooked the smooth flowing water of Northkill Creek. The bench was bathed in bright sunlight, as was the surface of the water.

I thought to myself, this is a perfect spot to sit and think long and hard about my future. I settled onto the bench and let the warm sunrays shine on my face. The sounds of birds chirping in the trees above me and the water cascading over rocks in the stream added to the serenity of the spot. I’d always loved getting out into nature for its calming effect on my senses. I sat there for the longest time just enjoying the calmness of my surroundings.

Before I could even consider my future, I needed to look at the recent past. Where did my transformation get off track? When I’d first made a conscious decision to go ahead with my transformation, I was most interested in changing my physical appearance. I wanted to make myself look more appealing to men. I wanted them to see me as an attractive woman who was confident, rather than the introverted shy professor most had seen me as before.

What I hadn’t planned was the transformation of my subconscious mind into the lustful sex craving wanton woman I’d become. Thinking back, I suspect that subconscious transformation first began to manifest it’s self when I sat down in that off-Broadway theater and watched the performance of Taboos. That was when my transformation deviated from the path I’d intend and every sexual encounter from the first when I jerked off a total stranger in the theater to the cum-shower I allowed myself to be subjected to at Jim’s apartment moved me further and further from where I truly wanted my transformation to lead.

As I sat there basking in the warm sunrays, tears of shame began pouring from my eyes. I knew where I was headed but had no idea how to find my way back to where I wanted to be. I cried for the longest time that Saturday afternoon scared to death that I wouldn’t be able to change. Scared to death that the men I’d surrendered my body to would want me to give myself up to their sexual desires again and again. My mind was racing with fearful thoughts and I didn’t hear the approaching footsteps.

“Are you okay?” A soft voice asked.

Startled by the sound of another person’s voice I quickly tried to wipe away the tears from my cheeks.

“Yes, I’m fine,” I said without turning to answer that soft voice.

“You could fool me,” the voice replied.

I turned slightly to look at my questioner. “Really, I’m fine,” I said.

The man standing at the end of my bench smiled and said, “Okay but I’d hate to see how red your eyes get when you’re having a bad day.”

“I didn’t say I was having a good day,” I replied. “I only said I’m fine.”

“Well, would you mind if I set my tackle box down here on the end of the bench?” He asked.

I hadn’t noticed that he was holding a fishing rod and a small box when I turned to look at him.

“That’s fine with me,” I said.

“Thanks this bend in the stream is the sweetest trout spot in the whole park,” he offered as he placed his fishing box on the edge of the bench.

“I wouldn’t know I’ve never tried fishing,” I said.

“Well you should, it’s a very calming activity,” he replied.

He turned and slowly made his way down the stream bank to the edge of the water.

I almost thanked him for showing up. His presence at least caused me to stop crying. I’d obviously unknowingly intruded on his favorite fishing spot. I considered leaving but since he didn’t seem to want to try and continue any conversation with me, I figured we could share the spot for a little while.

He fiddled with the tiny silver lure attached to the end of his line and then with a flip of his wrist the lure was flying upstream. I watched as it flew through the sunshine. It’s silver finish sparkling and reflecting the sunrays as it dropped toward the water’s surface.

It made a tiny splash as it entered the water and sank out of view. I turned my eyes to him as he concentrated on what he was doing. He flicked the rod once then turned the crank a time or two. He stood motionless other than the flick of the rod and the slow crank of the handle watching the water intensely.

Then in an instant, he jerked hard on the rod and raised the tip up in the air.

“Yes,” he exclaimed as the string extending from the end of his fishing rod went taut.

“Got one?” I asked almost instinctively.

He didn’t answer. He didn’t have to the water near where he had thrown his lure exploded answering my question. Droplets of water flying in every direction as a beautifully colored fish jumped above the surface flipping its tail one way while its head went the other.

The end of his rod bent toward the spot where the fish disappeared again below the surface. He began turning the crank slowly and moving his rod from side to side. Only a second or two passed before the fish jumped out of the water again. Its multi-colored body shimmering in the bright sunlight.

“Nice rainbow!” He exclaimed. Very slowly he brought the fish closer to where he was standing. When it was within his reach he carefully crouched down and moved his fishing rod above and behind his shoulder. The fish slid into his free hand and he lifted it from the water.

“Sweet!” He said excitedly. As he stood up, he tucked the butt end of his rod under his arm and brought his other hand to cradle the fish gently in his hands.

“What a beautiful fish,” I said.

His fingers moved to the mouth and he gently removed the hook letting the lure swing away from him. Turning toward me, he held the fish out so I could get a good look at it.

“Is that a Rainbow Trout?” I asked.

“Sure is, and a very nice one at that,” he replied.

The trout’s body looked like a rainbow, separate lines of color running along the length from its head all the way to its tail.

“I can see why they’re called Rainbow Trout it’s so beautiful, what a shame it has to die,” I said.

“She’s not going to die,” he answered. As he slid one hand to the trout’s tail he again crouched down and began moving the fish back and forth just under the surface of the water. Once he’d done that three or four times he let go of its tail and lowered his other hand deeper in the stream’s waters. The trout lingered for a moment and then slowly began swimming off toward the middle of the stream.

“See, she’s just fine,” he offered as we both watched the trout disappear into the deeper part of the stream near the middle.

Standing up again the fisherman said, “Didn’t I tell you this was the best spot around?” His broad smile reinforcing the statement he’d made.

“Yes, you did, and I can see why now,” I replied smiling back at him.

As he adjusted his lure again, he turned his head toward me and said, “You know it’s none of my business, but your smile sure is more pleasant than all those tears.”

As quickly as he said that, he returned his attention to the stream and his fishing lure that was again flying upstream.

I didn’t respond to his statement but it was nice that he would notice my smile. Over the next hour or so I watched as he caught another three Rainbow trout. Each one was as brilliantly colored as the first and each one was gently returned to the waters of Northkill Creek. While I watched him fishing, I began to think about how I’d turn myself around. I quickly realized that all the men I’d fucked since my transformation were only following my lead. I’d come across to them as an easy fuck. I’d given them signals that it was ok to use my body for their own sexual release. If I just changed those signals, not flaunt my sexuality to them they very well may not see me as a quick easy lay.

Could it really be that easy, could it be that all I needed to do was come across as a reserved sophisticated woman instead of a lustful sex-craving slut? No better time than the present to find out.

As the fisherman made his way up from the edge of the steam, I let myself make eye contact with him. Smiling I said, “You’re pretty good at fishing.”

He grinned and said, “Just lucky today sometimes their not biting and all I do is practice my casting skills.”

“Do you fish here often?” I asked.

“As often as I can,” he replied. “But I usually don’t have an audience.”

“I’m sorry, did I make you feel uncomfortable?” I questioned him.

“Oh no!” He answered. “I just never had such a pretty woman sit and watch me as I fish.”

“Oh sure, when you got here, I was crying my eyes out. I must have been a sight,” I said.

He replied, “As I said before, your smile is certainly more pleasant than all those tears, but I’m sure you had a good reason to be shedding them. But that’s none of my business.”

He leaned down close to my face and smiled. “Yep I was right,” he said.

“Right about what?” I asked.

“Emeralds always look more beautiful when framed in white rather than red,” he replied.

For a moment I didn’t quite understand what he meant. But it finally dawned on me that in his own way he was complimenting my green eyes. I thought easy now Gen, remember you want to give the right signals. Sophisticated, not slutty.

“You’re very kind, thank you for noticing,” I said.

“You’re welcome,” he said. “Are you staying?” He added as he picked up his fishing box.

“It is getting a little cool, and this bench isn’t all that comfortable. Do you mind if I walk with you?” I asked.

“I’d like that,” he replied.

As we walked back along the winding path beside Northkill Creek he pointed out a couple of other spots he liked fishing and even told me a fish story or two about the big one that got away.

I let him carry the conversation, nodding and smiling when he made a particularly interesting comment.

“You’re very quiet,” he finally said trying to draw me out a little.

“I’m just enjoying listening to you speak. You’re not from New England, originally are you?” I asked.

He laughed aloud. “You got me, my jersey accent is showing again.”

“You’re from New Jersey?” I asked.

“Hoboken born and raised,” he offered. “I moved up here three years ago to take a better paying job.”

“Hoboken isn’t that right across…” I began to say.

“Yep right across the Hudson from the Big Apple,” he finished.

“Oh my god!” I exclaimed. “I love New York so much.”

“Never been there,” he said, chuckling after he said it.

I was feeling comfortable about opening up to him and offered, “If I wasn’t tenured at Regis, I’d move to New York in a heartbeat.”

“So, you work at the college?” He asked.

“Yes, I’m in the English Lit department,” I said.

“Wow, a professor. Great looking and smart too,” he replied.

As we approached the parking lot I wondered if he’d tell me his name and ask if he could call me sometime.

“Thanks for the pleasant conversation. I hope I didn’t bore you this afternoon watching me fish,” he said.

“Not at all, I enjoyed both,” I replied

“My car is over that way,” he said.

“I’m right here,” I replied pointing to my Volvo parked a few spaces from where we were standing.

“Well nice talking to you,” he said hesitating before he turned and began walking toward his car.

I thought of stopping him and offering to join him for drinks or coffee but decided I needed some more time before I got involved with another man.

“Nice talking with you too,” I said turning toward my car and slipping the key casino oyna in the door lock.

As I drove toward the exit, he was just finishing putting his fishing rod and box in the trunk of a small blue sedan. I wondered if it was a family car, I hadn’t noticed a wedding ring on his finger. Just as I passed, he turned and waved good-bye to me. I smiled widely at him and waved back.

While driving back to my flat I tried to remember all I could about him. He was quite handsome with dark wavy hair and hazel eyes, I’d guess he was 3 or 4 inches taller than me. Since he wore a sweatshirt and jacket, I couldn’t tell how muscular his body was, but he appeared to be in pretty good shape. The most important thing about the entire afternoon was that other than a few compliments offered in passing he hadn’t come on to me at all.

I was thankful for that too. In my present state, the last thing I wanted was another strange man coming on to me. Giving me some line of bull in hopes that he’d be able to fuck me. I wondered if I’d ever run into him again, and if so where that might lead. He seemed like a nice enough guy. Time and a few visits to the park to sit on the bench by his fishing spot might be interesting.

As I settled in back at my flat for what I was planning on being a quiet Saturday evening alone my cell rang. I picked it up and looked at the caller ID. I didn’t recognize the number but decided to answer it anyway.

“Hello,” I said.

“Hi Gen, it’s Bill Franklin,” the caller said.

“Hi Bill, how have you been?” I asked.

“I’m good Gen. I haven’t seen you around the English Department lately. Have you been hiding?” Bill asked.

“Not intentionally Bill,” I replied.

“Good, I was afraid you were avoiding me,” he said.

I hesitated before I answered. “So, what made you decide to call me this evening?”

“Well actually my wife is out of town this weekend and I was thinking we could get together,” he said.

“Oh really, and what did you have in mind,” I said before I thought about my reply.

“I thought maybe I’d stop by the wine and spirits shop and pick up a nice bottle of wine,” he replied. “Then I could come by and we could spend a quiet evening at your place with no time restraints,” Bill added.

“That might be nice, but what about other types of restraints,” I said again not thinking of what I was saying.

“We could explore that if you like,” he answered.

I had enjoyed the night Bill and I spent together. Our lovemaking was beautiful and very satisfying. Perhaps a second date might prove to be even better. At least I have some company instead of sitting at home and thinking of my addiction. Besides I was feeling kind of horny so I agreed to have him come by.

“I’d like to see you tonight,” I said.

“That’s great, I can be there around 8:30, Okay?” he asked.

“Eight thirty is good for me,” I replied.

“Great, I’ll see you then,” Bill said.

As I hung up the phone, I asked myself what the hell am I doing. I surmised that my sub-conscious mind still wanted control of my actions and without thinking I’d invited Bill to my place for what I already knew would happen. But the idea of one on one sex with a man I knew would be gentle and caring was a good step toward where I wanted to be.

I recall that first rainy night Bill and I made love. His tender caresses and soft kisses excited me so much the way he looking deep into my eyes that first night, as I did a slow seductive strip tease for him, the way he took the time to seduce me and bring my body to a high state of arousal was so sensual.

By 8 o’clock I could hardly wait for Bill to arrive. While I waited, I took the time to light a few candles in my bedroom. I didn’t bother to change opting to keep my pink tank top and jeans on until Bill arrived. As the time drew closer the anticipation I was feeling for a night of passion grew. My nipples became erect and I could feel moisture start to gather in my pussy by the time my doorbell rang I wanted him very much.

When I answered the door, Bill was standing there holding a paper bag in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other. He was smiling widely at me and I gave him a nice hug as he entered my flat.

Closing the door and turning the deadbolt lock I said, “What kind of wine are we having?”

“Just a simple Merlot,” he said.

“And what’s in the bag?” I asked.

“That’s a surprise,” Bill responded.

Handing me the paper bag he added, “No peeking until I say so.”

“Cross my heart and hope to die,” I promised moving my fingertip slowly over my erect nipple in an “X” pattern.

His eyes followed my fingertip and gazed at the erect nipple I was promising over.

“Would you like to sit in the living room?” I suggested.

“Tell you what Gen, I’ll grab a couple of wine glasses and join you in your bedroom instead,” he suggested.

“Oh, my goodness I like a man who knows what he wants and goes for it,” I responded.

The excitement of knowing what was about to happen caused all those sexual cravings to come rushing back I knew it wouldn’t be long before I’d be satisfying those cravings. I slipped out of my jeans, put his surprise paper bag on the nightstand and reclined on the bed to wait for him.

Slowly the door opened and Bill stood in the opening silhouetted by the hall light behind him. He held two wine glasses in one hand and the bottle of Merlot in the other. He took a step forward and pushed the door closed with an elbow. The room was aglow with the dim light cast by the few candles I’d lit earlier their scent filled the air with a faint strawberry odor.

As he approached the bed I turned onto my side and pulled my long hair around front to let it cascade over my breasts.

“God you’re so sexy,” Bill said.

“Thank you I love that you think I’m a sexy woman,” I replied.

Bill stopped to stand alongside the bed and look over my body. His eyes traveled from mine down over my supple breasts, the exposed flesh below my pink tank top and the black lace triangle that covered my pussy. The bulge in his slacks giving away the fact that he was already becoming aroused just looking at me.

I loved the thought that he could become aroused just looking at my body.

“You must like what you see,” I said.

“I love what I see!” He replied.

“Are you going to make love to me?” I asked.

“No Gen WE are going to make love together,” Bill said accentuating the word we.

He put the wine and glasses on the nightstand to his left, and slowly started unbuttoning his shirt. The thick covering of chest hair I had loved running my fingers through when we made love before came into view.

As he slipped his shirt off and tossed it aside, I said, “Let me do your slacks please.”

Bill nodded yes as I slid across the bed and stood before him. His hands came to rest on my hips, and we stared into each other’s eyes for a few seconds before he leaned forward and kissed me softly on the mouth. Our lips parted in unison and the tips of our tongues teased each other before the passion of the moment engulfed us and our kiss grew in intensity. His tongue explored my mouth I used mine to lick around the edge of his moistening his lips with my salvia.

Bills hands slowly slid up my sides until he softly cupped my face between soft palms. Using two fingers he slid my hair behind my shoulders and as it fell behind his hands followed it to slip down my back to my waist once again.

“God you’re so damn beautiful,” Bill whispered.

Before I could respond his mouth again covered mine. He pulled my hips tightly against his and I began grinding my pelvic mound against his hard cock. Bill moaned deeply as the pressure of my body against his cock increased. I kept my hips pressed hard against him as he slowly slid his hands up my back and gathered handfuls of hair. Once he’d reached my shoulders, he pulled my head back slightly. I leaned away from him but kept my hips tightly against his throbbing erection.

I used my fingernails to tease his torso as I slid them up into the thick mat of curly chest hair he moaned again as my nails circled his nipples. Our eyes were in constant contact searching one another’s deeply.

Neither of us spoke as Bill released my hair from his grasp and circled my shoulders with his strong hands to pull me tightly against him trapping my hands between us. My fingers slowly slid down to his waist and onto his belt buckle.

As I undid his belt and opened the button that held his slacks tightly around his waist Bill kissed me once again, his tongue diving deeply inside my oral cavity, exploring every part of my mouth, sliding across and around my extended tongue. I broke our kiss and moved my mouth to his neck, licking and kissing down and onto his shoulders. He moaned once again as my hands slid along the length of his bulging cock outside his slacks.

“Oh god,” he said as my lips moved down to kiss his nipples and slide through the thick mat of his chest hair. Slowly kissing my way down his torso toward my ultimate goal Bill let his hand come to rest on my soft shoulders.

My lips slid down across his belly, pausing briefly to trace a wet circle around the rim of his belly button with the tip of my tongue. His abdomen muscles flexing uncontrollably as I teased his skin with my slippery tongue. As I slid my tongue straight down from his belly button, I left a trail of saliva behind. Reaching the small vee of his open slacks I licked at the exposed skin just above the elastic waistband of his boxers.

“God Gen you’re driving me insane,” Bill whispered.

I looked up from my crouched position and whispered, “I’m just starting.”

Bill smiled widely at me as I lowered my attention to his waist again and extended my tongue to lick again above his boxers. I slid my fingernails up each thigh until they reached the waistband of his slacks. Moving my hand in I grasped the tiny zipper pull and slowly slid it down my lips followed my fingers and I licked at his throbbing erection through the silk material of his boxers. It flexed noticeably as my lips traveled down the length of his rock-hard shaft.

Once my fingers had pulled his zipper down completely, I used my nails to lightly scratch up the length of his cock shaft to the tip. Bill was moaning and groaning at the slow sensual way I was undressing him. I was certain his mind was racing with the anticipation of having me finally expose his pulsating cock and take it inside my hot mouth for the first time.

I moved my hands again to the waist of his slacks but before I began sliding them down his legs I looked up into his eyes and I asked, “Do you want me to suck your cock?”

“Oh god YES!” Bill instantly replied.

My fingers slowly peeled his slacks from his hips and down his muscular thighs finally coming to rest as two heaps of cloth around his ankles. I leaned forward and exhaled hot breath on his silk covered erection causing it to twitch and a sensual moan to escape his throat. I wanted to tease him into sexual insanity before giving in to his desire to have my soft lips and wet mouth surround his throbbing cock.

“Yes Gen, take your time. I love having my cock teased like this,” he said.

Encouraged by his remark I began lightly scratching at the front of his thighs below his silk boxers and softly kissing at the head of his throbbing cock through the silk material. My twin index fingers slid under the silk material from the bottom of his boxers to finally reach his scrotum. I traced short lines with my nails on either side teasing his balls lightly. As I slid my fingernails down from his balls, I placed my thumbs on the outside of the short pant legs and tugged slightly at the material. The boxers slid down until the waistband was bulging outward almost exposing the tip of his cock.

I looked up at him again as I slid my thumbs and index fingers around his thighs to pulled down on the material from behind.

“I love the feel of silk in my fingers,” I remarked as the waistband pulled taut around his ass. Bill didn’t speak. His eyes wide with anticipation spoke for him. His lust filled eyes begging me to expose the rock-hard cock pressing at the silk.

Slowly, almost painfully so I slid my thumbs and index fingers around to the front of his thighs. Grabbing the silk material tightly between my digits I smiled at him and pulled down on the boxers exposing the head of his cock. I stopped once the waistband slid over the swollen corona of his cock head and released the silk from my grasp.

“Hmmmmmmmmmmm… now that looks so inviting,” I said. His manhood held firmly against his pelvic mound by the tight waistband of his boxers.

I leaned forward and let my knees finally touch the soft carpet of my bedroom. My hands circled his hips and slid across the naked flesh of his ass. I slowly pulled him forward and extended the tip of my tongue to touch the tiny spot where his circumcised foreskin had been removed at birth.

Bill moaned deeply as the warmth of my tongue transferred to his throbbing cock.

“Owwwwww, that feels incredible,” Bill whispered as my tongue teased the corona of his beautiful cock.

Leaning away from his hips I looked up into his eyes once again. He brought a smile to my lips when he said, “Gen you’re such a sexy little cock tease! I love it!”

My pussy had become dripping wet as my teasing not only aroused Bill but also was having the same effect on me. In fact, my mouth watered intensely in anticipation of the first time I’d lower its wet heat over his pulsating cock.

I returned my thumbs and index fingers to the bottom hem of his boxer shorts and began slowly pulling them down his thighs. Each incredible inch down exposed another beautiful inch of his cock. As the waistband reached the base of his cock it sprang forth away from his pelvic mound and toward my waiting lips. As my hands slid his silk boxers down his thighs canlı casino siteleri I leaned forward again and extended my tongue between parted lips to let his cock head land on the wet surface of my tongue. I didn’t close my lips around him, instead, I just kept my lips wide open and exhaled hot breath over his throbbing cock.

“Mmmmmmmmmm…” he moaned as my breath blew across its length. My fingers completed their task and his silk boxers joined his slacks around his ankles. As I moved my hands back up from his legs, I grabbed the bottom of my skimpy pink tank top and slowly turned it inside out as it rose over my head and was quickly tossed aside. My long black tresses cascaded down over my shoulders covering my soft tits and completely erect nipples.

“Oh my god!” Bill exclaimed as he looked down and gazed at my hard nipples piercing through the strands of long black hair. His hands moved to caress my nipples capturing them with his palms and rubbing them with my hair.

“Ohhhhhh baby that feels so fucking good,” I said as my nipples reacted to his soft caress with my own long strands of hair.

I slowly slid one hand up his thigh toward his throbbing cock while I gathered a full handful of hair in the other. Stroking my free hand up the length of his shaft I held the head gently between my fingertips while I carefully wrapped the shaft with my hair. Once he was completely encircled with my long silky hair, I began slowly stroking his cock with my hands massaging its length with my hair.

“Oh god, I’ve died and gone to heaven,” Bill whispered as my hand moved skillfully up and down his swollen cock shaft.

I stroked up pulling long silky strands of hair over his corona, and back across the sensitive swollen gland as I moved my hand back down again. My free hand had cupped his balls and I gently rolled them around in the palm.

Bill moaned over and over as my skillful hands stroked him toward the height of ecstasy. I looked up into my lover’s face his eyes were closed, his mouth partially open and his breathing coming in short sensual gasps as I pleasured him with my hair and hands.

“I love how that feels I love the sensation of your hair touching my cock,” Bill whispered.

“Keep your eyes closed for now tell me if you love this feeling,” I said.

Releasing him from my soft grasp I unwrapped his cock and reached behind my head to pull ever last silky strand of hair in front of my shoulders. I kept my eyes on his face making sure his eyes remained closed as I repositioned my body in front of him. Pulling my hair into the center of my chest I gathered it in the succulent cleavage between my tits. I leaned forward nestling his cock between my tits as I pressed them together engulfing him in the fleshy orbs and surrounding his hard cock once again with my long silky hair. I slowly began tit fucking his cock letting him slide through my cleavage and hair.

His eyes opened and I tilted my head back to give him the best possible view of his cock as it slid through my nest of tit flesh and silky hair.

“So fuckin sexy,” he said.

His comment brought a smile to my lips, which I quickly moistened with my wet tongue. I continued titty fucking him for several minutes. He slowly started thrusting slightly between the soft fleshy orbs as the ecstasy he was feeling intensified.

“Tell me when you want my mouth,” I said.

“God Gen, I want your mouth so badly, but the incredible feeling of your hair and tits is driving me insane,” Bill said.

“You can have my mouth and throat anytime you want,” I said.

“I can hardly wait,” he replied smiling widely as he again thrust up between my tits.

I looked down at the sexy image of his cock sliding between my tits engulfed in my long black hair and tilted my chin down so I could lick at the tip when it appeared from between my cleavage. A tiny droplet of pre-cum appeared at the tip of his cock and I quickly licked it from him.

“You could make me cum just like this,” Bill offered.

I looked up and wet my lips again with my tongue before I said, “When you’re ready this is where I want you to cum.” Running a fingertip around my lips to show him I wanted his hot cum in my mouth.

Bill couldn’t wait any longer he slipped his cock from between my tits and using his thumbs lifted my hair over my shoulders and behind my back.

“Take it in your mouth,” he said almost pleadingly.

I raised my hand above the tip and closed my fingers into a fist as I stroked down over the pulsating head as his cock head appeared from between my fingers, I moved my open mouth to capture his cock between my lips.

Bill groaned loudly as the wet warmth of my mouth engulfed him. As my hand slid down the shaft my mouth followed. The corona slipped between my wet lips and I caressed the swollen gland with my tongue eliciting yet another deep throaty groan from him.

Inch by beautiful inch his cock appeared from my tight fist and inch by glorious inch it disappeared into my hot wet mouth.

I love sucking cock slowly I love the way it throbs and twitches as I take him deeper inside my mouth. Bill loves it also and he showed me by resting his hand gently on my head and pressing ever so softly down encouraging me onward.

I paused my descent over his throbbing manhood when the tip came in contact with the back of my throat.

“Oh, fuck YES!” He exclaimed as he realized I wasn’t going to stop my descent until he was buried deep in my fleshy throat.

He moaned deeply as I relaxed my throat muscles and pressed the bulging head of his incredible cock through the narrow opening. Once the corona slipped through, I released my handhold on his cock and slid my hands around to squeeze his ass cheeks gently.

Bill stood perfectly still the only movement was the clenching of his cheek muscles against my hands. I slowly spread my fingers wide over those clenched muscles and drew him toward my mouth pressing his throbbing cock deeper into my wet oral cock sheave. I didn’t stop pressing him forward until my nose was nuzzled into his curly patch of pubic hair.

Once I had him completely engulfed, I moaned deeply acknowledging the ecstasy he was giving me with his incredible erection. I held him deep in my throat for the longest time using my hot wet tongue to massage the underside of his shaft, and occasionally slipping my tongue over my wet lower lip to lick at his scrotum.

“Fuckin a Gen, what an incredible cock sucker you are,” he proclaimed.

My eyes smiled at his comment and I would have loved to just hold him there massaging the head with my throat muscles and the shaft with my lips and tongue, but the need for oxygen forced me to withdraw enough to breathe in around his swollen cock. As that oxygen flowed around his cock he moaned deeply before he pressed his throbbing cock deep in my throat again.

I slowly withdrew him from my throat and licked along the bottom of the shaft until I reached the tip then pressed the tip of my tongue into the tiny slit and then circled his cock head with my tongue massaging his pulsating corona with the flat width of my soft wet tongue.

Letting his cock slip from my mouth I turned my face up toward him and said, “I love sucking your cock I love the way it feels in my mouth I love the taste of it I love the way you react to having it buried in my throat. I could suck your incredible cock for hour’s.”

“You are incredible,” He replied.

I took him in my hot mouth again and sucked hard on the head I used my tongue to dance along the shaft feeling the pulsating arteries slide across my tongue. His cock swelled even larger and grew even harder the more I pleasured him with my mouth. I wasn’t sucking him to make him cum, I was sucking him to give him the feeling of complete oral ecstasy.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity Bill withdrew his cock and pulled it up away from my mouth. I looked up into his eyes as he said, “Your turn I want to give you the same kind of pleasure you’ve just given me.

His strong arms lifted me to a standing position and our mouths instantly crushed together. Now our tongues could dance passionately over one another our lips could engulf each other’s tongues our hands-free to roam and caress every inch of quivering flesh.

As he kissed me deeper than ever before Bill slowly turned me around and lowered me to the bed. My legs d****d over the edge. His skillful fingers made short work of my black lace thong and I spread my thighs open to him as soon as the fabric fell off my feet to the floor in front of him.

Completely naked and spread wide open to his oral advance I slid my hands down over my tits caressing my erect nipples and then across my stomach to my pussy. Bill was already kneeling between my thighs and was concentrating on kissing and licking my inner thighs his eyes were wide open and he smiled as I slid my index fingers along the outside of my pussy and spread the lips apart exposing the hot wet flesh between them. I pressed deeper and my throbbing clit slid from the fleshy sheave that had kept it hidden from his view.

His smile widened before he said, “What a beautiful pussy it looks like a perfect rosebud,” breathing deeply through his nostrils he added, “And it smells just as sweet.”

I dipped my middle finger between the lips and coated it with the wetness inside slipping my finger out I moved it to his lips. Bill sucked my finger into his mouth and licked the juices from my digit.

“It tastes even better,” Bill said as my finger popped from his lips. Bill’s hands were sliding along my thighs as I pulled my knees up and slid my hands along my thighs to my knees. I pushed my knees apart further spreading my entire pubic area wide open giving him total access to every part of me.

I could feel my pussy lips open and in an instant, his hot breath was being exhaled into the gaping hole of my pussy.

“God Bill, please don’t make me wait any longer!” I begged, wanting his mouth to touch me.

I moaned deeply as my wait ended and his lips sucked at the swollen bulb of my pulsating clit first, sucking it between his lips and flicking the tip of his tongue at it. A shiver of ecstasy spiraled up my spine.

“Yes, oh god yes, eat me,” I said.

His lips released my clit and he slowly slid his tongue into my pussy. Bill’s oral technique is slow and deliberate. He sank his tongue as deep as possible inside my steaming pussy and then moved it up reaching for my g-spot with the tip. He licked along the top of my cunt until he’d reached the opening and then ran his tongue up over my clit again.

“YES, YES, YES!” I screamed as he repeated that same deep plunge inside and the long sensual lick up over my clit over and over again. Each time his tongue slid across my clit another shiver of pure ecstasy spiraled up my spine.

Just as my cock sucking had driven him close to sexual insanity a few moments earlier, he was now using his soft lips and tongue to drive me totally insane the beautiful tingling of an approaching orgasm started deep within my loins.

One hand slid along my thigh slowly approaching my dripping pussy two fingers slid inside and he pressed his thumb softly against my sphincter massaging it with a slow circular motion.

I gasped for air and groaned deeply as his fingers began working in and out of my dripping wet pussy while his lips sucked at my throbbing clit.

I lifted my head to look down over my body at him. Bill was completely immersed in the oral pleasures he was giving me.

“God, I love the way you eat me,” I whispered

Bill responded by circling my clit several times with the tip of his tongue then lifted his mouth from my pussy.

“I love the way you respond I love the way your clit swells when I suck it. I love the taste of you, the smell of you,” He whispered back to me.

“Tell me when you want me to stop, tell me when you want me to slip my hard cock inside and fuck your hot pussy,” he said.

He lowered his mouth again to continue the oral assault on my tingling loins. I knew that if I let him continue for much longer, I’d be reeling in the sexual pleasure of a very intense orgasm. I wanted that orgasm to happen with his cock buried inside me.

I slid my hands down over my body and ran my fingernails through his hair. Grabbing twin handfuls, I lifted his face from my pussy and said, “Now Bill, fuck me now!”

Bill was smiling widely as he slowly stood between my spread thighs along the side of my bed. As he straightened up his fully erect cock came under my lustful gaze. He wrapped one hand around it and stroked the length a time or two before he leaned forward and pressed the bulging head against my wet lips.

His cock head slipped inside, Bill paused and looked lustfully down at me staring into my eyes. His cock head soaking in the searing hot wetness just inside my cunt. His eyes slowly closed and with one mighty plunge he sank his throbbing hard-on completely inside me.

“Oh FUCK!” I screamed as his cock head slammed against my cervix. Bill let his throbbing hard-on soak in my juices as he leaned down and wrapped his arms around my back. I locked my heels behind his waist to keep him buried completely inside my hot wet pussy. Slowly he lifted me from the bed I grabbed his neck as he straightened up and pulled my body tight against him, rubbing my hard nipples in the thick mat of chest hair.

“Yes, that feels so fucking incredible,” I whispered in his ear as he straightened up to stand beside my bed. I was impaled on his beautiful cock. Using my leg muscles, I was able to lift my hips just a bit to bounce on his erection. The head pressed tightly against my cervix and the bulging corona of his cock head rubbing my g-spot.

“God your pussy is so hot,” he said.

I could only moan deeply in reply to his voice. Our mouths crushed together and he kissed me deeply, canlı bahis driving his tongue between my parted lips. We stood coupled together at the loins and mouth for what seemed an eternity my wet pussy engulfing his twitching erection. Our tongues dancing passionately across one another as I ground my clit hard against his pelvic bone.

I broke our oral embrace only long enough to say, “I love the way your cock fills me.”

He slid his hands down below my ass and began lifting me further off his glorious cock and then letting my hips slip down sinking his hardness to the hilt again.

My passionate moans intensified each time he lowered my pussy completely over his throbbing member. I could do little more than hold on tight and enjoy the incredible ride he was giving me.

“Should I lie down and let you fuck me on top?” He asked.

“Oh god yes please, let me ride your cock!” I instantly replied.

Bill turned and slowly sat on the edge of the bed holding my body tightly against his. As he lowered himself toward the mattress, he kept me held tightly in place. Once he was laying flat on his back, he lifted his hips slightly from the bed and moved further back. I slid along with him keeping my tits tights pressed into his chest.

“I love how your chest hair tickles my nipples,” I remarked as I began moving my shoulders from side to side letting my hard nipples drag through the curly hair that covered his chest.

He moaned deeply as I slid my hands and forearms under his shoulders to lock our chests together. Slowly I began lifting my hips his cock sliding from the depths of my soaking wet cunt. Bill moved his hands to my back and then slid them down until they came to rest on my ass.

“Fuck me, ride my fucking cock nice and slow,” he whispered in my ear.

I moved my hips with incredible slowness, lowering myself onto his twitching manhood one incredible inch after another. My hips were the only thing that moved, as I fucked him slower and slower with each stroke.

We were both basking in the incredible sensation of this slow fuck I could feel every inch of his cock spreading my tight pussy open as I sank down over it. The wide corona of his cock head slid over my g-spot and sent shivers of ecstasy up my spine just before the tip of it pressed against my cervix.

“Yes, that’s the way I like to be fucked,” he said, adding, “I love the way your tight pussy grabs at my cock as you slide down on me.”

Each time I plunged down on him completely I ground my clit against his pubic mound, each time I ground it against him the tingling intensified and spread a little further out from my clit. I love fucking him slowly, I love the way the pleasure grows as we make slow-motion love together.

“Your so fucking wet I can feel your juices coating my balls,” Bill said.

I wanted his balls drowned in my juices. The next time I lifted my hips off him I went higher than before letting his cock head slip out of me but keeping the tip against my swollen wet lips. I clenched my pussy muscles causing a stream of fluid to drip onto his cock and run down the length of his throbbing shaft.

“Tell me how this feels?” I whispered in his ear.

Keeping my pussy clenched tightly I lowered it onto him once again the juices I’d just coated him with were pushed down bathing his scrotum and swollen balls completely.

“I love having your dripping pussy drain over me that way,” Bill said.

Our slow-motion fuck was taking its effect on me and I could begin to sense the beautiful beginnings of what I knew would be an incredibly intense orgasm.

“I’m going to cum soon,” I whispered.

“Yes, I want you to cum but keep the rhythm nice and slow right through your orgasm,” he pleaded.

My loins tingled as I slowly fuck him the intensity of my approaching orgasm growing as slowly as my pussy moved up and down on his raging cock. Stroke after glorious stroke building the sensation, it spread through my body like slow-moving lava spewing from a sensual volcano of passion.

“Oh god Bill this is fucking incredible,” I said.

His hands, which had only been resting on my hips until now, began to pull my clit hard against his pelvic bone each time I sank completely down on his cock.

I nuzzled my face alongside his head moaning time after time as my orgasm slowly built to a fever pitch.

“Slow baby, keep fucking me slowly,” Bill encouraged me wanting my orgasm to last forever.

It’s almost impossible to describe how incredible it feels to cum this way. Instead of my orgasm crashing over me and quickly peaking with a flood of juices it just built and built becoming more intense with each second.

My loins were on fire, my clit felt like a burning hot ember at the center of this orgasmic fire. The sensation spread over my entire body and I completely lost the sensation of time passing. It was as if time had stopped and I was trapped in the pure ecstasy of this beautiful orgasm never to recover, or wanting to.

“Oh god, Bill!” I whispered in his ear.

I clamped my pussy muscles tight around his pulsating cock and slowly rode him through the final few waves of orgasmic pleasure he was giving me.

“God, you fuck me so good!” I said.

Bill turned his lips to my ear and said, “You like a slow-motion orgasm?”

“Like it, I’ve never felt anything so fucking incredible it was so intense,” I said.

I let my twitching pussy engulf his beautiful cock and stopped my movements letting him soak in the flood of juices inside my almost numb pussy.

Our sweaty bodies pressed tightly against each other as he held me tightly in his arms. I rubbed my tingling nipples into the forest of wet hair on his chest.

Bill let me rest for a few minutes basking in the incredible glow of my slow-motion orgasm. I occasionally lifted my hips or tightened my internal muscles just to keep him completely aroused.

“Tell me how you want to fuck me now?” I asked.

“Doggie style Gen. I want to get behind you and give it to you long hard and deep,” he replied.

“Yes, I love being fucked from behind,” I said.

Lifting my hips off his erection and letting him slip from my hot pussy I moved to his side. I turned enough so I could lick my juices from his cock. He sat up and slid off the bed to stand I moved my knees almost to the edge and lowered my shoulders to the mattress. Turning my head to one side I looked into his eyes.

“Does that look fuckable?” I asked knowing the image of my swollen pussy had to be very fuckable.

Bill moved between my legs and put one hand on my ass. His other hand slid along my thigh until it came to my swollen dripping wet cunt. He inserted his middle finger and fingered me for just a moment.

Oh yes, it’s very fuckable,” he said.

His hands grabbed my hips as I moved forward to press his cock head against the wet opening of my pussy.

“Yes baby, give it to me hard fast and deep,” I squealed.

I felt his hands tighten their grip on my hips so I wouldn’t slide away from him as he prepared to invade my pussy once again with his throbbing erection. I tightened my muscles just as he drove his beautiful cock inside impaling me with the entire length the swollen head slamming into my cervix.

I screamed, “YES!”

In an instant, he had withdrawn and I could only feel the tip of his cock pressing against my vulva. Before I could draw another breath, his cock sank into me again.

“Oh god!” I screamed.

His hands clamped onto my hips tightly as over and over he impaled my hot pussy only to withdraw completely as quickly as he’d invaded me.

“Yes, that’s it, FUCK ME HARD!” I screamed.

Every time he thrust forward his balls slapped hard against my clit. Every time he withdrew my swollen lips tried to keep him inside. He was fucking me like some wild a****l and I loved every second of it.

“It’s so fucking tight!” Bill said.

Bills assault on my pussy was causing it to swell even more and I could also feel it getting tighter around his throbbing shaft as he slammed his glorious cock inside over and over again.

I threw my head back causing my long hair to flip over onto my back. In an instant, his hands moved to grab my hair in two pigtails. He pulled hard on my tresses yanking my head back toward him.

“YES!” I screamed in absolute delight as he began using my hair like a pair of reigns to fuck me like a big beautiful stallion.

“FUCK ME BILL!” I squealed. “Pull my hair,” I added wanting him to know I loved his use of my long tresses.

He moaned deeply as he continued his assault on my twitching pussy. His cock swelling even larger and harder as he approached the point where he’d lose complete control. His invasion of my loins was the exact opposite of the way I’d fucked him a moment earlier. But it was having the same effect on me. I was quickly approaching yet another incredible orgasm.

This time my orgasm built quickly, brought on hard and fast by his incredible assault. Each time his cock head slammed into me a wave of pleasure was sent out from my loins. Every time his cock hit my cervix another stabbing spear of ecstasy was sent up my spine to my quickly numbing brain.

“OH GOD YES!” I screamed as my orgasm peaked.

Just as I thought I would begin sliding down the other side of this beautiful mountain of pleasure Bill released my hair and slid his hands to my hips.

He thrust into me and stopped buried deep inside my flooded pussy.

Groaning a deep throaty groan, he said, “I’m cumminggggggg!” The word barely escaping his lips before his cock exploded inside me. Hot searing cum shot against my cervix setting my own fuck juices boiling. His explosion of cum brought on a second wave of orgasmic pleasure to my loins extending my orgasm an incredible few extra moments.

“YES!” He screamed as the second load of his beautiful sperm shot out of his throbbing cock.

Our fuck juices mingled and coated both my already dripping pussy and his glorious cock. His hips began twitching almost uncontrollably as his balls pumped every last drop of his seed deep inside me.

Once I was certain he’d emptied his cum sack into my tingling pussy I pulled myself forward and off his still throbbing cock.

Turning quickly, I lowered my lips to the head and took his cum soaked cock in my mouth. His hips twitched each time my tongue slid across the head. He brought his hands to my head and guided my mouth to every part of his still rock-hard cock.

“Lick it,” he demanded.

I used my lips and tongue to clean his cock of our combined fuck juices. He slid one hand down my back and slipped a finger inside my dripping wet pussy to finger me as I cleaned his cock.

I licked and sucked him clean, swallowing every beautiful drop of our combined fuck fluids. Finally, Bill collapsed on the bed next to me laying on his back with his feet dangling over the edge. I slid my legs out along his body with my head resting on his thigh and slowly began stroking his softening cock and spent balls.

Bill slid one hand under my leg and between my thighs to finger my twitching pussy and rub my swollen clit with his thumb.

Neither of us spoke a word as we caressed each other’s loins for a few minutes basking in the afterglow of an incredible lovemaking session.

Bill spoke first, “Come up here,” he said as he slid his hand out from under me and tugged lightly on my arm.

I turned around and brought my head to his shoulder as his arm slid under me and pulled me close to him. His free hand slid to my chin and using his soft index finger he lifted my face from his shoulder.

Our eyes met, searching the deep passionate pools his hand slid from my chin around the back of my head and drew my mouth to his.

“Hmmmmmmmm..” I moaned as he kissed me passionately on the mouth. He sucked my lower lip gently and extended his tongue between my parted lips. Our tongues met in a sensual touch. Bill’s hand slid around to caress my cheek and I slid my fingernails across his chest.

As we rested, I thought “How wonderful it was making love with a man who took the time to arouse me totally, pleasure me intensely, satisfy me completely, and then bask in the glory of our lovemaking afterward.” This was the kind of sexual relationship I had wanted from the very moment I’d made the decision to transform myself. A warm loving passionate relationship, and yes with a bit of kink thrown in for excitement. Bill and I had given of ourselves totally to one another, we’d surrendered our bodies, let all the inhibitions disappear and torn down any semblance of walls protecting each other from being hurt. Bill is the kind of lover I want, the kind of lover who could satisfy the cravings I’d developed since my transformation. I smiled at him and kissed him softly on the lips before I said, “Thank you, Bill.”

His grinned and replied, “Thank YOU, Genevieve!” Putting emphasis on the word you.

As I lay my head back down on his shoulder and again let my fingernails explore his hairy chest another thought came to mind. Bill was my perfect lover, there was just one small problem. A five-foot one-inch problem called Tess. His wife would complicate our perfect union. I’d have to learn to live with that complication if Bill and I were to become long-term lovers even if that meant resigning myself to being his secret adulteress.

But at the moment, his spouse was the furthest thing from either of our thoughts. She was off in some distant city, hopefully in the arms of a discreet lover herself. At the moment all that mattered to Bill and I was that we were together acting like two lovers, basking in the glow of our lovemaking. A glow that I hoped would show me the way from the bottom of the sexual barrel I’d fallen into earlier in the week.

“Let’s get more comfortable,” Bill said.

“I couldn’t be more comfortable,” I replied.

“Would you like some wine?” He suggested. “And I could sure use a minute in your bathroom too, nature calls,” he added giggling.

I kissed him quickly on the cheek and gave him room to slip off the bed. As he walked toward the bathroom door I whispered, “Hurry back lover.”

Gen and Bill continue their night of passion in Ch 9.

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