My name is Kevin or at to the lowest degree it used to be. It all started the first weekend of summertime after my gamey school day gradation, which was also to be my first-time having sex with my girlfriend Claire. Now by no means am I a Virgo the Virgin nor is she, but unlike the other sex crazed sluts I had dated before she wanted to ask things slow. We fooled around of form but minor things, the most sexual thing we ever did was viva and showering together. second to the narrative at hand.

I had just arrived at her apartment in my 1970 Chevelle SS. A often desired Graduation gift from my parents and some money from own pocket, being most of the fee… anyway, I looked up to her balcony and sighed softly. She lived on the top floor which happened to be about twenty or so stories high. Sadly, the vestibule lift was used only for staff to bring up luggage to the rooms. The world lift was on the fifth part floor. So, I grabbed my duffle bag and carried it to the fifth floor and rode the elevator the relaxation of the way up. With a small smiling performing at my lips I approached her door, raising my hand to pink upon her door I heard a vocalization unknown to me. The voice certainly belonged to that of an older man, perhaps her Brother or her boss ? I dreaded to think that I might be her don.

Our sexual relation ship was not secret I had met her category once at a hotel heading which Claire had taken me to. They were gracious enough but her founding father although polite to me obtain a front that demanded respect, he of course loved his daughter and wanted the right for her. I of line told him that I was planning to suit a businessman myself ; I had considerable skill in advertisement and planned to take courses in university to expand my knowledge of the field of study along with business organization courses. accuracy be told I received a letter from the university saying that I was to embark on one week after the summer holidays.

Taking a deep breath, I closed my eye then knocked on the door. Opening my heart, I waited for a minute as I heard nothing but silence then sound of look sharp stride. The door opened and I was stunned to bump who had answered it. It was not her pal or her father or her boss, this man was someone whom I had never met before. He glared down at me since he was a good few inches taller them my six-foot height."Who the hell are you kid and what the hell do you want here ?"not a doubtfulness more of a demand.

clarification my throat, I calmly stated that I was in fact Claire's current boyfriend and I was here to see her. That didn't seem to please this guy, not one bit. He grabbed my shirt and pulled me into the room but felt more like he wanted to toss me inside. Which he did a few second base after closing the room access, I fell on to the deoxyephedrine table which shattered under my weight of 190 pounding, none of it being fat. Some of the fragment embedded into my bare arms and partly exposed low-pitched dorsum, luckily nothing life threatening… yet.

Claire rushed to my English and glared at the man standing in battlefront of us."What the perdition are you doing you crazy bastard ? !"

Her outburst did trivial to help the billet, this guy whoever he was did not approve of women talking back. He grabbed a detention of Claire by her long embrown haircloth and kicked me back down to the base. He was very punishing considering that he didn't look like a beefed-up guy. I tried to move but the glass digging into my cover was preventing me from doing a lot of anything. So, I reached into my pocket and pulled out my pocketknife. Now I never used it on a person in any way, I carried it mostly as auspices should the pauperization arise, which in all my years never happened until now. I flipped it open and slashed the four-inch leaf blade across this bastard's calf, drawing blood.

He lifted his leg and tossed Claire aside. I scrambled to my foundation holding the knife and standing cook to push this prick.

In slip you were wondering I took example in MMA final year. The things I learned stuck and left me with some knowledge on how to defend my self in a fight. They would be needed at this time and I hoped that I wasn't too rusty.

We fought with everything we hand, getting in as many bang as potential. Unfortunately for me I fell after tripping over the glass table's metal skeleton. My antagonist descended upon me and tried to put me into a submission choking coil cargo area. I however was able to reverse this and put him into a railroad tie hold. Claire was already on the telephone dialling 911.

The cops arrived ten minutes later, and I was still holding this incision in spot. He was breathing of course but I didn't want to lay on the line another struggle inside the apartment. So, I kept the hold in place ready for him to wake up. Once the cops entered the room, I relaxed a bit and sighed. Claire explained what happened while the fuzz arrested the guy who turned out to be her ex-boyfriend, whom she had an active restraining order against. Apparently, he just got out of prison for many vehement acts against her and her friends.

After the bull interviewed us, they left Claire and I to clean up the apartment and houseclean up the oddly minor slice on my vertebral column. Once all the glass was disposed of, we sat down on the couch and relaxed. We started to cuddle and osculate each other, but that soon changed into a fury of groping fondling and comb-out. We ended up in the bedroom lying naked in each other's arms. She was stroking my shaft and I was teasing her button, getting her worked up usually made her lust after me.

Claire soon grew tired of my teasing and I was getting close to reaching my terminal point. She quickly straddled me and lowered herself onto my arduous dick. Since she was so wet the penetration was easily and she sighed in content. Fully impaled she started to sway back and forth, side to side then up and down. She was tight and so very hot ; I wasn't surely how retentive I would last.

Moaning softly, she leaned down and started to kiss me, our tongues danced from her oral fissure to mine and in between. Her pace grew faster and faster, driving both of us closer to our flower. Then I remembered that I wasn't wearing a rubber. She saw the look o my expression and smiled her sexy grin."It's okay baby you can cum inside me today."She said then nipped at my neck. She enjoyed giving my little remarks on my body. Said it was her way of marking me as her man.

I reached my climax first, feeling my seeded player filling her set her off into a thrill fit of pleasure. Her back arch and her moan echoed in the room as she continued to ride me, trying to hit her orgasm final yearner.

Once we came down from our orgasmic highschool, she wrapped her arms around my neck and smiled."That was wondrous darling."She said laying her head on my chest and windup her eyes. She was about to move off when she felt my cock becoming hard once again. With a lowly giggle she kissed my neck and ground her privates against mine."Wanting to go another round I see, well then you can do all the work this time."

With a smirk playing on my lips I rolled so that she was lying on her back. Kissing her neck and moving ever so slowly downward I thrust my rosehip penetrating her once again. I decided to card her a bit by only using short jabbing, pulling nearly all the way out then sliding only a few column inch in. I figured this would drive her crazy. I was right.

She soon got annoyed with my tantalization and glared at me. Her eyes showed a hungriness that I saw only once before today. Her leg wrapped around my shank and she pulled me close making my erecting slide deep into her body."No more tantalization or you'll get a punishment."She stated firmly.

However, I pretended not to hear her and continued to cod her body. I wanted to see how much of this irksome sweet torture Claire could take before she would be so frustrated that she enforced her ‘ punishment ’. Honestly it didn't take as long as I had thought.

Claire flipped us so she was once again on top. Taking my bridge player, she cuffed me to the bar at the forefront of her bed. We enjoyed some bondage plot every now and then. She rode me to orgasm, however when I announced that I was going to cum she pulled herself off me and wrapped her thumb and index fingerbreadth around the base of my pecker."Now its clock time for your punishment."Her voice was business firm, yet she had a very pixilated smile. Making sure her clutches on me was tauten she began to move over me a cock sucking. I easily reached my limit but her adhesive friction on me prevented any of my cum from escaping into her rima oris.

She continued her actions teasing me with her clapper and every other technique she had learned from our viva voce trials some months earlier. She knew how to get me to get to me cum when she wanted. And now that the head of my cock was sensitive, she used that to her advantage.

I came twice more but she still didn't let any cum leave my physical structure. Finally, I couldn't take it any more and begged her to let me cum inside her, or anywhere for that matter. Satisfied with my plea for spillage she mounted me and hinge on my cock until I shot heavy loads of my seed into hot wet pussy.

When I was done and panting rather heavily Claire smiled down at me in triumph."If you ever tantalize me like that again this will happen again."She stated in her ‘ I'm the knob'way. I merely nodded and sighed.

The next morning, we loaded our cup of tea in my car then drove off to the beach, or rather Claire's kinfolk's private beach. It was a three-hour drive and another time of day hike through the Natalie Wood before we reached the secluded beach. And it was beautiful. The beach was untouched and pure. The ocean was a cover girl blue green and the waves were bully for surfing. Hidden in the tree was a hut used for changing or a lieu to catch some Z's in the cool shade.

Since no one ever came to this beach Claire decided to skinny dip. I watched with some amusement as she tried to run and cast away her shorts and panties. She fell once but it allowed her to move out her clothing. Standing up gladiolus in her naked beaut she waved me over as she slowly made her way into sang-froid water system.

We swam out as far as we could, but the reef blocked us from going too far out. Diving under the water we saw many fish and sea fauna. The beauty of the beach was nothing compared to that of the world under the ocean wave. All the colours of the Pisces and sea biography were simply amazing. As we ventured further along the Witwatersrand, I felt something on my leg, but found nothing there when I looked for the source of the warm look. Figuring it was some fish or other small harmless creature of the reef I dismissed the feeling at nothing more then an accidental bump.

Upon our return to the sandy shore Claire took me by the hand and led me into the little hut. She was wearing that aphrodisiacal smile of hers and it didn't take much thought to gauge what she had in mind.

We left the beach before it got too glowering ; on the drive back to her apartment I wasn't feeling all that great, my body felt like it was on flaming. When we got up to her lieu I was shaking like crazy and sweating like I was sitting in a sauna. Claire did what she could, but it was no use. I told her it was probably just wake apoplexy ; after all it was insanely hot today. Moving to the bed I fell asleep in Claire's arms.

When I woke up Claire was still asleep hidden under the covers as she usually ended up. Stretching and letting out a yawning I moved out of bed and went into the bathroom to relieve my bladder. I pulled down my boxers, but my hired hand felt nothing but placid skin. I looked down and yelled in shock, but the spokesperson wasn't mine it was higher and feminine. frantic I ran to the mirror and stared wide eyed at a aphrodisiacal red-haired woman. I rubbed my heart believing that I was still dreaming. Vision cleared and still I stared back at that same sexy redhead. I examined my new body quickly before rushing back to Claire.

I was female obviously ; about five understructure nine with articulatio humeri duration red hairsbreadth. My body was somewhat athletic yet nicely curved in all the mightily places. But my boob yes, my breast were a magnanimous C-cup or maybe a humble D.

Nudging Claire I spoke to her in the deepest vox my new form could manage. It didn't work, so I resorted to opening the curtains to let in the bright summer Light, then ripped off the blanket. I smiled at the woman I cared so a great deal about but noticed something between her legs. Pulling the blanket further down I saw what my body was missing. Claire had a prick ! At inaugural, I was shocked, but then I got kind of jealous her dick was boastful than the one I used to take. I couldn't service but creep on the bed to get a closer look at this matter. It couldn't be real could it ? Maybe a new strap of she put on to tease me with ? Only one way to recover out for sure, I reach out with my diminished soft hand and lightly took hold of the shaft. I gasped as I felt the warmth of it and the pulsing bloodline running through it.

I don't know why but I was overcome with the impulse to taste it. Slowly I moved closer and stuck out my tongue, lightly I licked the underside of this big dick. I didn't gustatory modality much so I did it again and again until I finally took it into my back talk and started sucking. I was overwhelmed by desire and lust. I couldn't stop myself, I sucked and sucked and sucked some more. My bobbing head was on automatonlike as I preformed oral exam sex on this wonderful cock between my lip. Wait… did I just think this was howling ? I was about to intend how wrong this was when I suddenly felt a hand on the top of my head which forced me to take all the cock into my oral cavity. Then it pulsed, twitched and swelled as foresighted thick ropes of hot spermatozoon flooded my mouth. My body reacted on its own again as I swallowed every drop of cum.

When it was over, I removed my mouth and licked my sass. Slowly Claire sat up and looked at me, her eyes were half open and she was still partly departed."Morning sweetie."She rubbed her middle and I braced for the screaming fit she was about to own. But it never came…

"So, you decided to receive some fun with this did you ?"she asked while stroking her semi unvoiced turncock."wellspring I guess I better make you feel safe too huh ?"

"C-Claire… ? Don't you notice anything dissimilar here ?"I asked softly while my gaze shifted from her beautiful face to the shaft held in her hand.

"Different ?"After giving me, a thorough inspection and I do intend thorough, she shook her drumhead and pined my arms above my head word."Well yes now that I got a better look at you."

I gulped down and stared at her waiting for her to find that I was now a woman."And what do you call back ?"I asked softly.

"well they do seem to be bountiful, how big are these going to get ?"

"My breast got larger ? That's not what I meant Claire. I'm a woman ! I was a guy last night and this forenoon I woke up as a char !"I exclaimed while wondering what was going on.

"Kayla did you have that ambition again ? Honestly you need to halt observance that sci-fi line before coming to bed."She shook her chief then pulled me into a screw embracing."You, young lady are grounded from that communication channel. no more of this okay, I'm starting to worry about you."

What ? Is this real number, was all that really a just a graphic dream ? I reached down and pinched my leg to make sure. Yep this was real, but how could that be ? I remember everything from my life as a guy. I had one stopping point hope to confirm all of this."Claire what about what happened with your ex the former day ?"

She went stiff and looked down at me."Are you still worried about that ? Oh infant, it's okay she will never hurt you again."

The rest of the workweek went by in a blur nothing seemed veridical, even my category remembered me as a woman. I looked through pictures and saw a woman in everything I had ever done. Even my computer was replete of pictures of me as a woman. I wanted to lie with how everything changed so drastically and who or what was behind it all.

I began to trace the outcome that led up to this out worldly event. Then it hit me, that thing that touched my leg. Could it make done all of this ? If so then what the snake pit was it and why did this to happen to me ? As often as I wanted to go back to that beach and hunt for whatever it was that changed my living so drastically my schedule was just too full to find out the time.

Over the next three years I began to compact up my matter so I could travel into the University dorms. However, Claire had a better idea, she encouraged… more like enforced her plan on me moving into her apartment. For whatever reason I accepted her design and she helped me move my thing into her apartment. For whatever reason every time Claire suggested or decided that I should do something this way or that I did it. It was like I was obeying her every command as if I was her slave.

Of row, every sentence I did as she asked, she would reward me by either fingering my pussycat or fucking me with her big prick. As much as I tried to refuse her advances when she was horny all she had to do was rub my clit and breast for a few import and I would melt and let her do as she pleased. Pleasurable as it was this really made my point twisting in more agency than one. I still didn't understand why I was so subservient and unaccented willed when it came to her. So, I decided to come up with a design to test her ascendency over me. Of track, I would start small and work up my way up to the harsher examination. But I wouldn't do anything that would hurt her.

I was a Friday night at Claire's place the neighbor were getting a piffling roughneck but nothing too bothersome, the trade good thing was that they had great gustatory perception in euphony. I was on my laptop writing up an essay for my Eng. lit class. Claire was out shopping for something, what exactly that was is beyond me since she said it was a surprise and I would just have to expect for her to total home. I gazed at my watch and saw that it was after ten, I started to wonder what was taking her so long to get nursing home. I grabbed my jail cell and dialed her routine. It took several moments but she answered.

"hullo ?"

"Claire, where are you ?"

"Who is this and how did you get this number ?"

"Claire its Kay, where are you baby ?"

"Kay ? I don't know anyone named Kay."

"Damn it, it's your lady friend now stop playing around it isn't funny !"

"Look creep I don't have a girl, now just because I might have been nice to you in passing one day doesn't give you the right wing to become a stalker and pretend that we are dating. Now get a life history and entrust me alone !"

With that she hung up.

Worried and angry I set my laptop down and dressed in a twosome of down in the mouth jeans, a black tank top and my favourite leather jacket crown. I grabbed my pocketknife and keys before leaving and locking the apartment. When I reached the garage of the apartment composite I was once again relieved to see my beautiful 1970 Chevelle SS sitting in perfect tense shape. When I got to her, I couldn't help running my bridge player over her silklike grim punk. Now while most other car maniac would favour a Charger or a Camaro, this lulu here was my favorite. And well worth the fourth dimension I took into keeping her running.

Skipping ahead of my detailed love for this grand car, I smiled as she roared to life. Taking out my phone I accessed to the app I downloaded to get over Claire's earphone since she had a wont of losing the damn thing every few hebdomad. I found that she was at a bar that she enjoyed going to every few weekends to unstrain with some of her co-workers.

Now that I thought about it, I really had no clue as to what Claire did for a sustenance .