Transforming Genevieve Chapter Five - Sex Stories

Transforming Genevieve Chapter Five

I woke up around midnight and realized I'd drifted off to sleep while Bill was in the shower. He'd written me a note before he left.

It read, "Genevieve, I didn't wake you before I left. You looked so peaceful lying here sleeping after I showered. Thank you for an incredible evening. I'll cherish the memory of tonight forever. I'm hoping we can share many more evenings just like tonight. Love, Bill."

I folded the note and put it on my nightstand. Before leaving, Bill had blown out the candles around my bedroom. The only light came from a small electric window candle across my room. I snuggled under the covers and drifted off to sleep again with the thoughts of a truly incredible evening with my new lover.

Wednesday is a short day for me. My first class wasn't until the afternoon, so I slept until almost ten. It was still cloudy outside, making it easier to stay in bed, all warm and snuggly under my covers. I lay there thinking about the last four days and the five men I'd been intimate with. I reviewed what unique qualities I'd discovered with each one.

Billy, the waiter from the Manhattan deli, was just an icebreaker. A quick fuck that satisfied a long-burning desire to just have a cock inside me again.

Kevin showed me that the transformed Genevieve could seduce a man and, more importantly, that I could deep-throat even the most enormous cock.

Dick gave me a whole new understanding of what pleasures a man can bestow on his lover using his oral ...

... talents.

The young one of the bunch, Steve, proved that even at my age, I could seduce a young stud, talk him into an aroused state, and without even touching him have his cum shooting two feet above the tip of his cock.

Then there is Bill, my married discreet lover. Perhaps the most incredible sex partner of the lot. His inexperience in giving head didn't detract from the amazing orgasms we'd shared. His staying power was matched only by the amount and taste of his sweet nectar.

The anticipation of fucking Dick or Bill again excited me, but the thought of Marsha and her lover Pete having me at the same time made me wish I'd gotten her number. I decided that if Marsha didn't call me before Friday night, I'd stop by her shop over the weekend to let her know how interested I was.

I finally got out of bed around half past ten. The clouds were beginning to break, and slivers of sunshine were beaming down, drying the wet streets. I stripped the bed and started a load of laundry while the water for my morning tea heated. After making my tea, I returned to my bedroom and made the bed with fresh bedding. I love the scent of fresh bedding. I thought it would be nice to be able to turn down my bed to reveal satin sheets sometime soon instead of the same old white cotton sheets I'm used to. I added satin bedding to my sensual shopping list.

Once the washer had finished, I retreated to my bathroom to shower and get ready for class. Part of the high maintenance of waist-length hair was ...