Bend over

You decide it’ll probably be easier if you take the passenger seat and let your first man do the work. You undress, slowly, enjoying his leering looks and bend over his desk, presenting him your firm ass and pussy which is already getting wet with anticipation.

You can practically feel his gaze burning into your ass and open pussy.

“I was hoping you'd do that!”

He chuckles as a he spreads your legs, opens his pants and rubs his rock hard cock against your soft lips. You close your eyes, fearfully anticipating your first cock inside of you, but when it happens your body takes full control. And in this reality knows what to do.

Your pussy is wet and inviting and opens up willingly to the intruder, letting him into your inner sanctum, greeting him like an old friend. You feel your pussy grip the shaft tightly, firmly, like you never want to let him go and it’s true, you kinda don't, it feels heavenly. The feeling of fullness, of completion somehow isn’t even in the same ballpark as shoving your small dick into a woman's pussy. You feel a fleeting thought of how weird it would have been a week ago to think that, but being a woman fucked is so much more grounded. Real. Profound than being on the other side. This feels like - a purpose, not an obligation. A meaning, not just a quick relief of urges. You’ll not admit it to yourself after this is over, but in this moment, when your boss’ cock begins to fill your void and starts ramming deep into your body and soul, every thought of ever becoming a man again is swept away from your mind. Your female self 100% in control and you accept it.

The ramming of your pussy slowly increases in speed, you grab the edges of his desk to no lose yourself completely – it's futile – and you feel the first orgasmic wave crash over you. But unlike your previous explorations of your body it doesn't ebb down. Continues to rise again, up to the next peak, even higher, and the next, and the next, and the next.

You don't know if you fainted, you definitely lose conscious control over your body and only come back to your senses as you feel a hot, creamy sensation rise in your well fucked pussy.

You open your eyes, try to catch your breath, but you have to stay were you are for several more moments before you can even consider doing anything.

He hasn't been leaving you anyway, you feel his manhood shrink while still inside of you, and somehow this feel just as nice as his hard big shaft.

You notice him looking down at you when you feel strong enough to turn your head. A little worried?

“Are you OK, Lexi?”

“Why wouldn't I be?”

You voice sounds hoarse - you don't remember screaming, but you must have…

“That was… a little more intense than what I'm used to as reactions from women I fuck…”

You giggle.

“It was a little more intense than what I’m used to, too…"

How very true.

“I think I had a multiple orgasm…”

He lifts an eyebrow.

“Did you? I must admit I never had the honour to cause that. Do you get those a lot?"

You shake your head, snickering internally. Not as a man, that much is certain.

“Never. You’re – the best man I ever had!”

Does he actually blush?

“Well, that's… very kind, but as I said, I never managed to do that to a woman so I don’t think I can take the credit...”

You smile

“I guess you're just a perfect match for me, then.”

He nods. And still blushes. Howe cute.

“Well, that would be – quite fortunate, wouldn't it?”

He bends forward and kisses your lips before he slides out of you.

“I… well, this may sound little inappropriate in this situation, but that took longer than expected. You know it's my anniversary and my wife expects me home in time, so...”

You nod, stand up and get dressed. Not without kissing him once more passionately on the lips to give him something to think about while celebrating with his wife, before you turn around and leave