Transforming Genevieve Chapter One Part 1 - Sex Stories

Transforming Genevieve Chapter One Part 1

... The cool sheets felt lovely on my naked body. I again slid my hands up my body and onto my breasts. My sensitive nipples responded to my hands and hardened into those tiny nubs. It felt very erotic lying in a distant hotel room, many floors above the street, and naked. My mind began to envision a strange man standing over me, watching me touch my breasts. I let one hand slide down between my thighs and over my pussy. As I moved my fingers up, one slipped between the lips, and I sensed the moisture that had started to warm my body.

One fingertip slid up and circled the fleshy covering of my clitoris. I moaned to myself and the imaginary man that was watching my actions. I could almost see his member swell under his pants.

My clit swelled as I massaged it with my middle finger, and my other hand brought my nipples to their hardest, most sensitive condition. Spreading my legs, I slipped my finger between the lips of my ever-moistening slit coating it with my juices. Withdrawing that finger, I lifted it toward the stranger watching me in my mind before I brought it to my lips to taste its coating. My tongue licked at the digit, tasting the musty fluids of a woman who had last showered some 18 hours earlier. It tasted somewhat salty but not the least bit offensive. After licking my finger clean for my imaginary voyeur, I slid my hand back toward the spot that had supplied those salty, musty droplets.

I slid two fingers across the hard nub of my clit and then curled them ...

... under and into my pussy. My breath started coming in shorter gasps as my fingers continued to massage my wetter and wetter pussy. I pinched one erect nipple and felt a ring of pleasure spread outward from my nipple. My imaginary lover watched as I continued pleasuring myself. Closer and closer, I moved to my ultimate goal of yet another self-induced orgasm. The tingling deep in my loins began as I approached that orgasm, building slowly at first but becoming more intense as my fingers worked feverishly.

It crashed over me like a title wave of pleasure, and I moaned deeply as my orgasm turned my body into a twitching mass of sensuality. My eyes closed as my orgasm began to subside, and when I opened them a moment later, my imaginary lover was gone.

I'd once again had to rely on my fingers to satisfy my needs, but I was bound and determined to change that as soon as possible. Closing my eyes, I fell into a restful sleep, knowing the following day would begin that transformation.

The sunlight was streaming in the window as the alarm blared at me the next morning. I reached over and hit the snooze button, then remembered I had some transformation today, so I rolled out of bed and walked to the bath.

Looking at my naked body in the bathroom mirror, I decided to start the transformation with a trimming of the dark triangle of hair at the top of my shapely thighs. Starting the shower, I returned to the bedroom and gathered my toiletries bag. I set it on the vanity in the ...