Transforming Genevieve Chapter One Part 1 - Sex Stories

Transforming Genevieve Chapter One Part 1

... waistband of his jockey shorts and slowly peeled them from his hips and down to his ankles. Neither of them acknowledged the audience's presence.

The woman lowered her mouth toward his groin as her hand lifted his cock to her lips. Just as her tongue extended toward the head, a small white spotlight lit, illuminating her face and his cock. As the woman began licking the tip, the young man spoke his only line. "Yes, mommy," he said. As she began sucking him, that boyish-looking cock started growing into a giant mouth-stuffing member. Her shimmering lips surrounded the head, and she pressed down, taking more and more of him in her oral cavity. Her mouth, tongue, and lips worked on him intensely. Licking the shaft, biting the head, sucking him deep inside her. His cock swelled, and arteries were visible along the shaft.

I couldn't take my eyes off this incredible oral sex show. I studied her technique, watching intently as she sucked his cock. I wanted to see him cum, to see him explode. She began stroking his member with her hand as she sucked harder on just the head. She was quickly bringing him to orgasm, and I stared, not wanting to blink and miss that first stream of sticky cum shoot from his cock. His hips tensed, and she squeezed harder with her hand holding him back, building the pressure of his boiling cum inside his rock-hard shaft. She moved her head back and released her death grip on his cock. Instantly, he exploded, sending a stream of thick white sperm ...

... toward her waiting lips, tongue, and face. She opened her mouth to accept the second, third, and fourth shot of his seed. Her mouth moved toward the head, and as it slipped between her lips, a flood of cum spilled from her oral cavity and slid down his shaft. She licked around the head and down the shaft to collect the pool of sticky cum from his pubic hair and scrotum. As she cleaned him with her mouth, the lights faded to black.

I sat there in the darkness, breathing heavily. My nipples were hard as rocks, and I felt a moist sensation in my crotch. I glanced to my left at the man seated two seats from me. His hand was at his crotch, holding his erect cock and slowly stroking it. I thought to myself, I should leave, or at least move to another seat, before this got out of control. But I was glued to the chair in anticipation of the next Taboo unfolding before me.

The dim light did little to hide the movement of several people on stage as they prepared to perform the next act of this incredible show.

Before any lights came on, the microphone clicked on. "Taboo three, Bondage." This time, a yellow spotlight illuminated the bed. One from stage right and the other from stage left. They revealed a slender woman strapped to the four posts with leather straps. A single black scarf was tied across her eyes. Her shoulder-length hair lay spread around her head. An equally slim male appeared from the opening in the curtains behind the bed. He was completely naked, his limp cock ...