Straddle him

I continued kissing College Boy roughly and he returned the favor, obviously driven to a **** sexual need by the pink mist, just as the girl had been. I could feel his cock stiffening under my tails ministrations and my own sexual urges were growing just as quickly. Since he was on the floor I decided to straddle him. I had momentarily thought about sucking him off, but all the fantasies of four years ago were about having his stiff member inside my tight little pussy, not my mouth, and I was damned if I was going to pass up the opportunity to make those dreams a reality (even if the circumstances were way beyond my wildest dreams (or should that be worst nightmares?).

As his hard shaft penetrated me I was happy to find that my transformation had not robbed me of clitoral or vaginal sensitivity. If anything they were enhanced, and the pleasure of College Boy’s cock inside me was of an order of magnitude greater than anything I could have dreamed during those pubescent fantasies.

I groaned as I moved slowly up and down, a rhythm that College Boy took up in counterpoint thrusting into me as I lowered myself onto him and pulling back as I did so that he was almost out of me before driving back inside.

As I rode him College Boy reached up and took hold of my nipples pinching them gently and rolling them between his fingers. The feeling could not have been more wonderful of he had done the same to my clit twice over and I gasped at the added sensation.

Soon our rhythm became faster and more ****, growing toward climax. I could feel my own so close I could scream, yet still elusive. Suddenly College Boy groaned and his cock began to convulse inside me sending spurts of cum deep inside me. That was all I needed to reach the pinnacle myself and for the second time tonight my body convulsed with an orgasm whose power had only been matched by the one I’d had when College Girl came.

I looked down at College Boy, and just like the girl he was asleep. I looked up suddenly worried that the sounds of our fucking might have woke her up, but she was still sound asleep.

I looked at my tail and then down at my pussy, still filled with College boys softening cock. I looked at the open window.