Transforming Genevieve Chapter One Part 1 - Sex Stories

Transforming Genevieve Chapter One Part 1

... hung down in front of two massive balls. His member and balls swung side to side as he walked to the edge of the bed. Mounting the bed, he straddled her at the chest and laid the head of his cock on her chin. Her lips parted as he reached down on either side of her head and pulled her mouth toward him with handfuls of hair. His cock slid into her open mouth. Pressing forward until his balls came to rest against her chin. He didn't move his hips; he just pulled her head over his cock with his hands.

This image completely turned me on. She was his to use, and he was about to use her for our visual pleasure. The moisture in my crotch had become a wet slippery mess inside my pussy, and I thought of slipping my hand inside my jeans to finger myself. Glancing to my left, the man seated near me was stroking his now fully erect cock slowly as he intently watched the scene unfolding on stage. I slid my hands to my waist and unbuttoned my tight jeans. My hand slipped inside and behind the satin material of my thong.

On stage, the swollen cock that was invading her mouth had grown to a full-blown erection, and its length caused a visible bulge in her throat as he pulled her head toward him. I couldn't believe she wasn't gagging as it stuffed her throat. He withdrew it finally, and I heard her gasp for air. He turned around and slowly lowered his face toward her crotch. Extending his tongue, he slid it over her clit and between the lips of her cleanly shaved pussy. She couldn't ...

... move, her bonds holding her tightly in place for his use and our pleasure. Lifting his hips, his cock swung up and was pointed directly at her mouth. As his mouth moved over her pussy and his tongue slipped inside, he lowered his hips, pressing his manhood between her lips. She opened wide, accepting his length and swelling girth. Slowly, it disappeared into her mouth. Inch after inch, deeper and deeper, he sank into her throat. He was tongue fucking her at the same time he fucked her throat.

My fingers were now feverishly working on the hard nub of my clitoris, and my breath started coming in short gasps. An unfamiliar hand touched my thigh. I jumped as I looked down. The man next to me had reached over to touch me. I wanted to run from him, but I was held motionless by the scene unfolding on stage. I put my hand on him to push it away, but he grabbed it and pulled me toward his crotch. I resisted, but he held my hand firmly until it came to rest on the throbbing head of his cock. It felt so hot touching my palm. It felt so hard pressing up into my soft hand. His strong hand held mine in place. Slowly, he moved my hand down across the head. As my fingers circled it, the swollen gland at the base of his cock head slipped into my palm. It was throbbing, twitching. I moved my hand slowly down the length of his erection. Feeling my hand move independently, he released his grip on it. I could have pulled away, but I wanted to feel his cock in my hand. I wanted this nameless ...