Second breakfast

You find yourself with Eric's massive dick between your tits, his groans making your heart race and your crotch soil your panties. "Oh, so you love your auntie's titties too? Not just my tight ass?" you say as you lean down and begin sucking on his cock. It tastes... better than you hoped, eliciting a small moan of elation from you.

"I love every nook and cranny on your delicious body, Mica," Eric said as he put a hand on your head and began thrusting his dick in a more energetic pace. Oh, he knew you loved it when you got face-fucked.

A few minutes of worshipping his cock, you still found yourself impressed with his stamina. Some part of your mind was pondering where he'd gotten it from, as you could not for the life of you remember being this virile or enduring, but that voice had been drowned by a impressive amount of tasty pre-cum smeared around your face and coating your throat.

"It's time to fill that ass of yours," Eric said as he pulled his cock out of your mouth and lifted you off the floor. The hand supporting your ass rubbing a few fingers at your pussy while he walked towards your bedroom. You tried to come up with a quip, but found yourself a quivering mess only good for single word moans.

Before long Eric had rolled back on the bed and lifted you into place, spitting on his cock and sliding slowly into your asshole. Some part of you said that this seemed impossible without synthetic lubrication, but Eric's cock and your eager asshole had other ideas.

As you came back to your senses, your body was still throbbing with orgasmic aftershocks. Had you cum three times? four? You were a fuck machine by nature, but having more than two orgasms during sex was not something you'd been spoiled with before you got together with Eric.
"Back on earth, Mica?" Eric asked from behind you in the bed. He let a few fingers run along your side, from shoulder to breast and belly, down to your thigh.

"I think that's the best sex I've ever had, in any body," you say after a long exhale, turning to look him in the eyes. You smile and giggle before you lay still for a minute, just getting mindlessly lost in his eyes and his hand delicately exploring the curves of your exhausted body.

"We should shower," Eric says as he gets up.

You nod as you feel a small shiver of cold run over your body. You gently get up to a sitting position, surprised to find your body doesn't seem to be as abused as the treatment Eric have been giving it would imply. A normal woman would probably walk cow-legged for a week after such a sodomizing that you just got.

Then again, you're not any woman. Your ass is legendary among fuck friends and others. That you never settled down with anyone is a mystery to most people, especially yourself.

You start thinking a little about all of this and tilt your head in suspicion. Was the gun adding more than you asked of it to the requests? Had it added a bit more spice according to Eric's desires? And how had Eric, if he'd transferred your former self's masculinity onto himself, become a massive hunk of a man?

"The shower is warm, care to join me?" Eric asked, butt naked from the door to your bedroom. You glanced lazily over at his peak male physique, groaned and held out an arm for him to pull you up. He pulled you into a whirl and hugged you close, causing you to giggle. "I love you, Eric," you found yourself saying, but before you could think about the wealth of feelings that was beginning to simmer behind those four words, he chuckled and lifted you up, bringing you into the shower.