Creampie

I swear he lasted another five or ten minutes after I soiled the changing room floor, just pounding away at my ass with his big beautiful black cock. I just bit my lip and did my best not to moan aloud.

Finally I felt him tense up, at which point he grabbed my hips and thrust harder. I could feel his warm seed spreading inside of me. He continued to fuck me until he was spent, then slipped out leaving me to feel empty.

I can't lie, whether it was my own natural urges or some residual after effects of wearing Leighjaye's body, I had wanted it. I had wanted that big black cock to fuck me like a dirty little slut. I had wanted to be used for his sexual gratification.

In the moments after I felt differently. For the first time since starting my little body switching adventure, I felt real regret. I couldn't make up any excuses and blame this on my niece's sex drive. I, John, had just been anally bred by a stranger in a mall dressing room.

What had I done?

"That was the best fuck I have had in years," he said. He gently reached down and helped me to my feet. I moaned slightly because my asshole felt like it was on fire. "I hope I wasn't too rough. That damn sexy ass of yours...shit...I just couldn't contain myself."

He pulled me against him and kissed me passionately. I found our tongues flickering against one another.

"I would like to do this again sometime," he said as we parted. "Not like this though. I want to wine and dine you, then make love to you on a hotel bed covered with rose pedals. Our wives don't have to know."