tomthumper: Tim had woken up with massive hangovers before, but this one took the cake. The hotel ro
tomthumper: Tim had woken up with massive hangovers before, but this one took the cake. The hotel room was unfamiliar and there were vague memories of going drinking with one of the other research scientists - Stuart. Yeah, that was right, comiserating about how hard it was to get women to talk to them. It was then that he caught the reflection in the mirror. Rushing to it he gasped and put his hands to large breasts in a low cut, very skimpy black nightie that showed off both the breasts and long slender legs. “Oh, god!” he said in a breathy female voice. The bathroom door opened and Stuart, the scientist, walked out wearing a white bath robe. He broke into a grin. “Hey gorgeous, glad you woke up. For a while there I was worried about the interaction of the drugs and the booze.” “What did you do to me?” Tim covered himself. He was virtually spilling out of the nightie and the hem of the nightie hardly covered his– “Where is my dick?” Mel screetched. He looked down in a panic, pulling up the nightie to reveal a total absence of dick and instead a perfectly smooth pussy. God, it felt a little sore - as if it had been – “Did you fuck me?” Tim dropped the hem and glared up at Stuart, who was grinning proudly, like he was going to win the Nobel Prize for fucking. “I sure did,” he said. “And damn if you didn’t love every minute of it. I must say Trina, you are quite the cock lover, even if you did claim to be totally straight last night.” “I am straight!” “Are you sure?” Stuart let the robe fall open, his cock, a nice seven or maybe even eight inchs, even half-errect lolled out. Trina was sure if he - she - wasn’t so changed that the sight of another man’s dick would have shocked him - and it did shock her now, except, except it was also so amazingly mouth-wateringly good looking. Despite herself she chewed her lower lips and pressed her hands into her crotch. “Don’t…” she said in a whining voice, trying not to look at him. “Don’t what?” Stuart took his dick in his hand and began to stroke himself. “Am I bothering you? Should I put it away?” Trina stared, her eyes large, her heart beating quicker now. He was getting hard, lengthening. Her pussy was getting tingly, wet, she was sure. She began to have memories of him pushing her onto her back, entering her. She let out a slow moan. It had felt soooo amazing! She found herself walking up to him, wetness spreading down her thighs. “What did you do to me?” She dropped to her knees in front of him, her hands going up to his cock. Touching his tip with her fingers. A strange sort of current seemed to shock her as she touched him, skin to skin. She gasped, and as she did, pressed her lips to his tip. “We were both miserable dudes last night. Now you are dedicated to making me very, very happy.” Stuart sighed as Trina’s soft lips enclosed around his cock and drew him slowly in. “Doesn’t it make you sooo happy to suck my dick, Trina? Last night you where too drunk to suck me. Though, wow, even only half-conscious you loved being fucked. Actually swallowing my cum, it’s going to blow your mind.” He snorted, stroking Trina’s fine raven black hair. “In fact, it’s going to reprogram your brain, sweetie.” Far, far back in Trina’s brain, Tim was raging, bellowing, protesting his fate, but that grew fainter and fainter as Trina bobbed her head quicker and quicker, taking her man’s dick deep down her throat. With quick tugs, Stuart pushed her straps down her shoulders and her little nightie slithered down. She happily tugged it right off, still sucking that AMAZING cock. Trina had never sucked a cock so fucking gorgeous or beautiful. She caught a look of herself in the mirror, pressed against Stuart’s hairy legs, his cock making her lips stretch, her throat bulge. She was a leggy, busty girl, with olive skin, a hand between her legs fingering her wetness. Her fine black hair cascaded down her slender back, the muscles working as she sucked her man. She was so, so, very happy! Stuart opened his mouth slowly, his moan rising as his dick throbbed in her mouth and the cum jetted from his tip deep into her… The tiny, tiny part of her mind that had once been unhappy Tim went ‘poof’ and all that was left was happy simple, gorgeous Trina gulping down her man’s spunk. So happy, so eager to tease Stuart’s cock up to hardness again and spread her legs and have him implant his seed in her fertile womb. She wanted - she desperately needed to be this handsome, powerful man’s little wifey. She wanted to be knocked up and all preggie for him. Nice swollen tits and tummy. She wanted to give him lots of children and devote her life to him, absolutely and completely. “Good, girl. Good, girl,” murmurred Stuart, stroking Trina’s bobbing head. “It’s so much better this way. We’re both going to be so happy.” Trina wiggled her bottom like an eager puppy, her man’s dick deep down her throat. Everything had turned out for the very, very best! -- source link