1. Transforming Genevieve Chapter Two Part One


    Date: 6/5/2024, Categories: Seduction, Author: JdRobbins 

    ... the pain of having an eleven-inch cock stuffed in my ass already. Another sex act I'd never done before.

"You will take it slow with me, right, Kevin?" I pleaded.

"Why Genevieve, you're an experienced whore aren't you?" He teased. "Or was that just an act?"

I smiled at him, hoping he was kidding, but fearful that he was going to hold me to my challenge to use me like a whore. I assumed time would tell.

Our meal arrived, and Kevin dug in like a man possessed. His salad was gone, and he ate his antipasti in less than ten minutes.

"Come on, Genevieve, eat up times a wasting!" he exclaimed.

I decided why put off the inevitable and said, "I'm finished.”

He smiled and said, "Saving room for dessert?"

"Oh, we're having dessert?" I said naively.

"You're having my cock for dessert Genevieve,” he said, laughing.

I could feel my cheeks blush as I realized how naïve my statement about dessert was.

Kevin motioned for the waitress, and as she approached, he again took out his money clip and slipped her a hundred-dollar bill.

"Thanks, Sarah, we're not too hungry tonight." he offered.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Cabot," she replied.

Kevin stood and offered me his hand once again. His erection was still clearly visible in the front of his slacks.

In a moment, we were on the sidewalk. He looked me over and said, "You look like one hell of a fuck. I hope you're as good as you look."

Wanting to keep in character, I responded, "I'm worth every penny, ...
    ... darlin'.”

"Do you have a hotel room? Or would you like to go to my place?" he asked.

I wasn't sure I wanted to trust him to take me to his place, so I said, "We'll go to my hotel."

"Good, I'll drive." Kevin offered. "My car is just around the corner."

We walked the short distance to his car, which, of course, was an "S" class black Mercedes Benz.

Kevin opened the door and watched me as I slid into the soft, beige leather seat. I gave him a perfect look at my legs, letting my dress slide up, exposing not only my creamy thighs above my stockings but the triangle of black lace that covered my pussy.

He smiled his approval at my exhibitionist flare. As he walked around to the driver's door, I crossed my legs and pulled the hem of my dress up so that my stockings were completely exposed. I wanted to act like the whore I'd tried to pass myself off as earlier.

As Kevin started the car, he looked at me and asked, "Do you let your tricks eat your pussy?"

"Of course, I do, Kevin, and you can lick my ass if you'd like," I said, finding it easier to talk like a whore, as we got deeper into our charade.

I became increasingly excited about what I supposed would happen once he had me alone. My nipples were taut, and my pussy moist. My body tingled with anticipation of the experience I was about to have.

The Manhattan nightlife was in full swing as we returned to my hotel. Flashing lights and countless people were on the streets. Everywhere I looked, people were ...
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