Transforming Genevieve Chapter Two Part 2 - Sex Stories

Transforming Genevieve Chapter Two Part 2

... sexual experience.

Kevin's cock finally softened to the point where it slid out of my anal cavity. My sphincter muscle ached as his cock slid from me. He rolled off me and lay flat on his back beside me. I moved sideways and lifted one leg between his to rub my aching clit on his tense thigh muscle. His cum ran out of me and coated my pussy and the top of his thigh as I moved my hips up and down on his leg. My pussy tingled and twitched uncontrollably as I basked in the glow of an incredible sexual experience.

Kevin turned his head to me and said, "Absolutely fucking incredible! I've never cum harder than I just did fucking your sweet, tight ass."

I moved my hand to his now limp cock and softly stroked its diminished length.

"I love this beautiful cock, Kevin," I said.

Kevin smiled at me. "I have to tell you, Genevieve, you're the first woman who's ever been able to take my entire cock. I still can't believe you were able to swallow the entire length, and I don't know how you managed to handle all of it in your ass."

I giggled softly before I said, "Baby, I didn't know any better. You're the first man I've ever deep-throated, and my ass really was virgin till tonight."

"I guess all that filthy talk about you being a slut whore served as encouragement for you?" he asked.

"I must admit, Kevin, your dirty mouth is a huge turn-on for me. I've discovered tonight that I love being used like a filthy slut, and having you talk that way only heightened the ...

... excitement,” I admitted.

He lifted his mouth to mine and kissed me passionately. I happily accepted his probing tongue and let him explore my mouth with it.

Breaking our kiss, Kevin said, "I paid for the entire night bitch. Let's sleep now, and in the morning, you can suck my cock for breakfast."

I was so happy that he wanted to stay the night. I'd tried to think of a way to ask him, but he'd answered my question without me even asking it.

I lowered my head to his shoulder and closed my eyes. Before I dozed off, I thought of all the incredible sexual experiences of the day. I'd completed my transformation from a boring college English Lit professor to a sensual, passionate woman who now knows what it's like to be an incredible lover. My last conscious thoughts were about my ability to keep the transformation alive once I returned to Boston and the mundane life I'd lived there for so long.

In the morning, I woke to find Kevin lying quietly beside me. His eyes were open, and he was holding me, waiting for me to wake up. I had him for breakfast, deep in my throat again. He rewarded me by giving me a whole load of his sticky sweet cum deep down my throat. I loved every second of that incredible blowjob. I adored the feel of his cock squirting cum down my throat. I loved the taste of his sperm. I loved every great moment I spent with Kevin and his beautiful cock.

As we parted company that Sunday morning, he asked me if we'd see each other again. I said, "Kevin, you ...