Gender Swapped Volume Four Page 3

  Taking him into my mouth was a challenge, I had to stretch my jaw to accommodate him. But it was worth it. His cock had such a heaviness to it that was difficult to put into words. It felt like he was somehow harder than Adam, that there was more cock per square inch in his cock than there was in the other one.

  I found it hard to bob much on him at first, but gradually the soreness in my jaw faded as I grew used to it. Eventually I was bobbing on his cock like a champ, letting his thick shaft fill my mouth with it’s unrelenting hardness.

  Breaking for just a moment to catch my breath I saw Adam step up out of the corner of my eye. He had shed most of his clothes and his bare torso was visible to me now.

  God he looked like a model. He had so many abs I couldn’t even count them all but I had a hard time looking away from his perfect body.

  His cock was standing proud, swaying back and forth so invitingly that I had to reach my hand out to grasp and stroke it.

  There I was, kneeling on the ground with one cock in each hand. I took my time moving from one to the other, taking them into my mouth for a few bobs each before moving back.

  I had been a girl for only a few hours and I was already in a position like this. Who knew what I would wind up doing after a week!

  It might have been because it was something I had never thought of before, but I found myself struck dumb by the fact that each one of them had their unique taste. Of course it made sense. People were all different, but I had never really considered that they would taste different.

  But bouncing from cock to cock made me realize it for real this time.

  Mike was muskier, his scent and taste reminded me of machines and hard metal. He made me think of powerful things doing heavy work.

  Adam was different, smokier. He made me imagine a man out in the woods, being all handsome and capable while he connected with nature.

  It was odd, but closing my eyes right now I was sure that I would be able to tell the two of them apart by taste and scent alone.

  When the hands reached out to touch my body I almost jumped in a bit of a panic. I had been contemplating the two men standing right here in front of me and I hadn’t realized that a third had stepped up behind me.

  Turning to look I saw John kneeling there. His hands were on my sides, sliding down to cup my ass and then up to grasp my breasts.

  He had removed his shirt and jacket and was kneeling there in only a pair of jeans. I saw the rustle of grey hairs covering his hard chest and found myself amazed by what great shape he was in. His waist was trim and taut, and though he didn’t have abs like Adam his whole body seemed so strong and capable and ready for me to fall into it.

  I bit my lip and looked at him while he stared back at me. His eyes were curious and exploring, trying to feel out what it was that I wanted, trying to put my needs first.

  Sliding up behind me I felt his chest press against my back, felt the tickle of his hair as he settled behind me and slipped his hand between my parted thighs. One thick finger slid into me, drawing out the wetness of my sex with a skill that showed his considerable experience.

  I kissed him, lightly and almost chaste in comparison to the kisses I’d had with Adam and Mike. But this one felt like so much more, and I moaned into his mouth as he increased the pace of his finger in my tight wet slit.

  Then he broke our kiss and with his other hand turned my head back to the cocks of Adam and Mike that I had been slowly stroking.

  I continued with them in my mouth, taking them into me for a few strokes in turn.

  This was all so overwhelming, the sensation of having all of these hot men around me, all of them focused on me, all of them wanting me. I’d never felt like this before. Had never had so many people focused solely on me.

  It made me feel amazing.

  And the feeling of John slipping his slick finger out of my pussy to slide it back and forth over my sensitive clit just served to add to all of it.

  But there was a part of me that felt bad about this. John was always the most considerate of the group, always the kind of guy who would give you the shirt off his back if you needed it. So while it made sense that he would put my needs first, I felt like maybe it was time that someone did something with him in mind.

  Popping the cock out of my mouth I turned to Adam and told him, “Lie down.”

  I had made the decision to take this to the next level, and that meant getting a bit more than just a finger inside of my pussy.

  When it came to the two cocks on offer, I figured that of the two Adam definitely qualified a bit more as a ‘starter cock’. Sure he was longer, but Mike was so much thicker that I was scared he wouldn’t fit into me if I tried to start off with him.

  Nervous butterflies bounced and flapped in my stomach and I had to still myself to keep from bouncing up in sheer excitement. I was so ready to feel this, so ready to experience it.

  I think John could sense it too, and how couldn’t he? My sex was tightening around his finger in anticipation. I was so tight I think I might have even heard a pop as he pulled it out of me and let me go.

  Walking over to Adam I faced away from him and straddled his body. I looked from John to Mike, both of them standing there in various states of undress, both of them waiting for me to make the next move.

  I beckoned them over with a curled finger, and when they were within striking distance I made sure to give each one a long and lingering kiss before sinking down on top of Adam.

  Reaching a hand between our bodies I lined him up and teased my entrance with the head of his cock for just a moment before taking him into me.

  It was so amazing. With him only an inch into me I knew in an instant that this was what this body was made for. I knew that I would never be satisfied by a finger again, that I would forever crave the feeling of being filled up by the hard cock of a real man.

  I sunk onto him easily, my pussy taking him in as if we fit perfectly. Which we came pretty damn close to. It was so easy to take him in I gave a little squeak of surprise when my ass hit his body and I realized that he had bottomed out in me.

  Oh god he filled me up so much, spreading me and burying himself in me. It was the oddest sensation, I felt like I was balanced upon something long and hard and thick, like I was teetering there about to fall. And then all at once my body seemed to adjust and I felt this wave of pleasure and warmth wash over me.

  A shudder ran over my body, shaking me right there as I trembled naked in front of these three strong me. Casting a glance around I could see them looking from me to each other, trying to judge just what plan I had in store next. I grinned and reached out to these men for support.

  But I didn’t brace myself against them, no instead I teased their bodies with these hands of mine. Reaching out for John first I flipped his belt open and unzipped his jeans with the practised ease of a woman far more experienced than I was. In a moment he was just as bare as the rest of them, kicking his jeans off into the dusty ground behind him.

  His cock was shorter than Mike and Adams, but it was decently thick and had this amazing curve to it, tilting upwards and drawing my attention. I took in the hardness of it, the bulging veins, the stubble of grey hair at the base. I couldn’t wait for what came next.

  I wrapped the delicate digits of these slender hands around the thick and throbbing cocks of John and Mike. I felt them throbbing between my fingers, felt the warmth of their bodies bleeding into me as I felt Adam twitch inside of me.

  I began to move, tensing myself and starting slowly, letting Adam slide in and out of me. He was stretching me out so much but I didn’t care. I felt absolutely amazing. I felt better than I ever had before.

  I was a goddess there, many limbed and reaching out to all of the men in my domain. They were under my spell, their pleasure subject to the whims of my interest. My subjects.

  I indulged them.

  Dipping forward I took John into my mouth first. Feeling his cock jump at the initial sensation of having me pleasing him. He tasted saltier than either of the others, his cock trembling and twitching as I bobbed up and down on it. I ran my tongue along the underside of his shaft before popping him out of my mouth, and then my hand began to slowly stroke him and squeeze him while I turned my attention back to Mike.

  I barely had him an inch into my mouth before he began to thrust into me. Each thrust was punctuated by a manly and guttural grunt. Each thrust pushing just a bit more of his thick cock into me.

  I didn’t know if I could take much more but then I felt Mikes hands tangle into my hair and pull me onto him as he thrust forward. One push and I could feel my nose press against the tangle of his public hair.

  He had buried himself inside of me.

  I shuddered and tensed, trying not to let the feelings building in my body overwhelm me as I basked in the thrill of being used so thoroughly.

  Adams hands came up to grip my waist, to hold me in place teetering over him as his hips thrust forward. He was pounding up into me, my sex clenching around his cock.

  I was vibrating with pleasure, trying to make sure to keep up consistency on my stroking of Johns cock while Adam fucked me. Then Mike let me off of him for just a moment to catch my breath before he too started a regular pace of thrusting.

  Back and forth between the two of them, one in my mouth and one in my pussy. I was pushed back and forth between them, held quivering between their bodies as the chorus of their grunts rang in my ears. I had never felt like this before, the vibrations of my pleasure making every hair on my body stand on edge. Making my whole self tingle with pleasure.

  Then I felt the telltale signs from below me, felt the even pace of Adams thrusting falter and grow erratic as he struggled to hold on. I knew he was close.

  There was a part of me th
at wanted him to explode inside of me. That wanted to press him deep inside of me and feel the pulsing as he filled me with his hot and sticky seed. That part of me wanted to feel that warmth spread inside of me, to feel him fill me to bursting and grind out my orgasm on his spasming cock.

  But if I was being honest I wasn’t sure how the other guys would react to that. I wasn’t sure how comfortable they would be with sloppy seconds that were quite that messy.

  And I didn’t want this to end right here. I didn’t want this to end until I had felt each one of them buried deep inside of me, until I brought each one of them to their climax.

  So it was with a little twinge of regret that I pushed myself off of him, that I reached down between our bodies to grasp his cock which was oh so close and stroke it. My ass fell back onto his legs, his cock sticking up between my thighs as I concentrated on stroking it and squeezing it until I felt that familiar rumble building inside of him.

  He exploded, spurting onto my stomach. It was so powerful that some of it splashed up to coat the bottoms of my breasts as I trembled and watched him come again and again. I bit my lip as I felt the heat of him splash me and coat my skin. My eyes almost rolled into the back of my head as the pleasure of it washed over me.

  Then he was done and I released his cock. Immediately I felt hands on me, lifting me into the air and off of him. We had brought and old card table down here, and I was carried towards it in arms that held me as light as a feather.

  My body was draped over the table, my breasts and stomach pressing into the surface as I cast a glance back over my shoulder to see Mike positioning himself behind me.

  When he pressed into me my hands flew out instantly, fingers gripping the edge of the table as I braced myself against it. He was so thick it was unbelievable. I felt myself stretched around him as he pressed the head of his cock against the entrance to my pussy time and again. He couldn’t get it in, and I could almost sense the frustration on him.

  But Mike knew just what to do. I could see it on his face that this wasn’t an unfamiliar situation for him.

  He took his time, pressing his cock just against the entrance to me only to withdraw with it slick with my juices. Then he would draw it up and down my slit, making sure to wet me with my own arousal, making sure to take his time sliding the fat head of his cock back and forth across my sensitive clit before returning to my entrance.

  By the time he was done I was more than ready to fuck him, both in body and in mind. He had been driving me absolutely crazy with his teasing. I would do anything to have him inside of me right then and there.

  He pushed against me and I groaned as I felt him press into me. I trembled and shook as I felt myself stretch and then relax as the head of his cock popped inside of me. We both let out a long and trembling shudder of relief as he luxuriated in the squeezing grasp of my pussy.

  He began to push into me, each thrust forward punctuated with the pain of his stretching and the nearly overwhelming pleasure of being so filled up.

  In my old body I could never have imagined pleasure like this. It was so amazing I almost felt bad for my fellow crew members. They would never experience anything as amazing as this.

  A hand reached out to hold my chin and cheek, a single finger entering my mouth that I willingly and gratefully sucked on. This hand turned my head to look at them and I was looking up into the handsome face of John, and then straight onto his hard cock.

  I practically inhaled it, a hazy fog of arousal clouding my mind and my actions and making it difficult to know exactly what it was that I was doing but knowing that it was pleasing to them and me alike. I felt John fill my mouth, my head bobbing on him as I traced the veins of his shaft with my tongue while I pleasured him.

  And with my body having adjusted to him Mike wasn’t taking his time anymore. His hands gripped my hips tightly as he began to thrust into me with earnest. He was fucking me hard, my thighs banging against the edge of the desk as I felt him press into me and stretch me out time and again.

  Oh god it was overwhelming, micro shudders trembled through my body as I struggled to contain myself. To keep from bubbling over.

  Because no matter how close I might be I wanted to hold out. I wanted to balance on that edge of my impending orgasm until I couldn’t take anymore. Until I tumbled over the edge and was lost to it, falling deep into the well of my overwhelming pleasure.

  But Mike had no such need to hold out. I felt him pull out of me, his thick cock slapping onto my back as he erupted with a roar and the spurts of his hot seed burned into my back making me jump and tremble with each falling drop. I felt my abdomen twitch, my stomach vibrating as yet another glorious round of stickiness was spilled somewhere other than inside of me.

  There was a well deep between my legs, a craving that needed to be filled. I needed to have someone come inside of me, more than anything I had ever needed in my life I needed that.

  John was gentle in his movements, pulling himself out of my mouth and reaching down to lift and twist my twitching body. He spun me onto my back and then spun me around so he was standing between my thighs.

  Sliding a hand under my head he pulled me up to him as he stepped up between his legs. He kissed me hard as he entered me, his tongue swirling into my mouth as the head of his cock slid past my pussy lips and he began to move in earnest.

  He took long and slow strokes, taking his time to let me feel every inch of him. The curve in his cock made the head of him touch me in different ways, ways that the previous two cocks had not. They hit a spot somewhere inside of me that I didn’t know existed, and each time it did I felt my body ring like a bell, the pleasure cascading through me in waves with each one stronger than the last.

  He was fucking me, hip lips never more than an inch from mine. He was thrusting into me, pressing against that special spot and making me tremble in his arms. He would kiss me from time to time, light kisses that were a reminder that I was here with him. That he was focused on me.

  Letting me down I laid back against the table and let him touch me, let him feel me. His hands ran over my body, tracing the long lines of my stomach, grasping and squeezing my breasts, lightly pinching my nipples. His eyes this whole time raked up and down me, drinking in the sight of this beautiful young temptress gasping under his ministrations.

  I could feel him close to the edge, could feel him start to shift as his eyes closed shut and he concentrated on maintaining his rhythm. My eyes drifted, up and down his handsome older body and then drifting away to something else. To something behind him.

  Bobby.

  He was standing right by the entrance still, just watching all of this happen, seemingly frozen. All of him was standing stock still looking just as he had when he walked in here, except for the noticeable bulge in his pants.

  My eyes fixated on it, watching it with glee frankly visible on my face. I could only imagine the treasures hidden behind that bulge, and who would have ever expected a thing so magnificently big from little innocent Bobby.

  He took a good ribbing from the guys on the regular because once while drunk he’d confessed that he’d never ‘gone all the way with a girl before’ as he so delicately put it. I couldn’t imagine why.

  I’m not saying I’m an ordinary woman or that my few hours in this body had fully prepared me for the feminine experience or made me an expert or anything. But if a guy as cute as Bobby walked up to me and just unveiled his enormous cock I would probably have a hard time holding out from dropping to my knees and pleasing him right there and then.

  John was fucking me still, eyes closed and so close to exploding while his hands drifted over my body but even through the haze of the overwhelming pleasure he was giving me all I could think about was Bobby. Cute and innocent Bobby with the monster cock just feet away from me.

  I trembled and writhed on Johns cock, but Bobby was who I truly wanted.

  So when I felt him pull out of me I locked eyes with John once more and writhed on the table while he erupted over my stomach, but when I closed my eyes and felt his seed hit my belly it was Bobby in my imagination, Bobby that I pictured. Bobby who was right there with me.

  I slid off of the table and stalked my way across to my prey. I must have been quite the sight, wild eyed and flush from all of this fucking, shiny with sweat and semen as I crossed the gap between us and made my way right up to him.