The Taste of Forever

"Oh fuck! Get up. Get off of me. Now."

At first I didn't hear him. I was too busy riding him. My second orgasm was so close.

"Hunter! Get off me now or you're a woman forever."

I leapt from Jeremy's cock, not understanding what he was on about — but there was no reason for this experiment to turn into a permanent vacation.

He slipped out of me. God, he slipped out of me. When all I wanted was to double back and take him inside again. I thought I could fight the urges my temporary body would give me. I was wrong. The change serem is no laughing matter. I can't believe they sell it over the counter now.

I quickly grabbed his cock to turn it away from me. My hand slid.

"That's right. Tug me off. Tug me off!"

Suddenly I realized: Jeremy had reached his orgasm

I didn't set out to tug him off. In fact it made me feel a little funny, seeing I had grabbed his cock to avoid it. But I kept tugging, since he asked.

The first volley hit my tight new tummy. It took a moment to process what I was looking down on — Jeremy's thick cock firing. When the second ribbon hit my breast, my mind twisted up into a pink little pretzel. Fuck. This was happening. Jeremy was coming on me. He was coming on my tummy. And my tits.

Jeremy moaned behind me.

And knowing I was making him moan made me moan.

There was something mezmerizing looking down on it — I hardly noticed I kept tugging him. He moaned beneath me, deep moans resonating in my plump ass. He was big. Bigger than I had ever been.

In the moment it struck me what a beautiful cock Jeremy possessed. Before this moment I had only reluctantly rode it. Now I saw it anew. With experience.

Something in me relaxed. This was normal. Men and women did this all the time. Besides, it's just this once.

My tugs became more lazy. I was savoring it. Pretending for a moment I still had a cock. Feeling it against me. Tugging it like it was my own. Except I didn't feel anything but Jeremy's warmth on my chest and the occasional bump of his cock against my throbbing clit.

I thought: Maybe we could go out to eat after this? I'm a little hungry. And it felt nice earlier to wear the dress and bra I bought.

Yes, there was no need to worry. My cock would be back soon. We had done everything right. I avoided internal contact with his come.

I stroked him. I stroked his thick hard cock. Appreciating it as a woman. It was overwhelming. So overwhelming I couldn't keep from turning my head and telling Jeremy the truth.

"I love your cock."

"Do you?"

"Yes."

I felt Jeremy pat my ass, a gesture extremely intimate for two guys experimenting. It touched me deeply.

You know. . . with a cock like Jeremy's between my thighs, I don't really miss my own.

I'm glazed in Jeremy's come. I can smell us. His scent intermingled with the sweetness of my pussy. I jerked him off over my tight body. One taste and I'd never see my cock again.

Mmm.

Quickly.

Before I lose my nerve.

Shhhh.

Jeremy is in orgasmic bliss behind me. What he doesn't know — at least for the moment — won't hurt him.

Oh. He's sweet. I feel him working. My ovaries snapping into place. And he has no idea.

Yet.