But her attention kept coming back to her new cock

Almost as if by instinct she found herself stroking the stiff yellow rod between her legs. She moaned softly and involuntarily as the fingers of her other hand found her clit. The soft weight of her balls on the back of her hand as her fingertips began the familiar slow sideways stroking over the soft nub. The hand on her cock had also settled into easy steady strokes up and down it's length. Fully hard now she guessed it must be around twenty-two centimeters. She found herself slowly adjusting the speed of her hands as a sensation almost of tightness began to build. She could feel her arousal in her pussy as usual and her fingers were beginning to nearly drip with it but it was different from the sensation coming from her cock. The best way she could describe it was the difference between having a bucket dumped on you or a hose turned loose on you.

It was in the middle of her musing that she came. Her first orgasm with a cock was intense but started in her pussy. As usual she felt the onset of her first delicious contraction but this time the initial sensation rather than just teeing her up for more triggered her cock it seemed. Maybe she was more ready to cum than she had thought. Maybe it was the newness and strangeness of it all. All she knew was that one moment she was gently twitching in the chair and the next shuddering as she arched back her body tight as a bow on an instrument as she came for the first time from her cock as well. White creamy cum few up in several spurting jets landing on her nose lips chin and in a more broken spatter line over her chest and toned tummy, pooling in her belly button.