You get carried away

You were weak against your arousal. You always knew sexual desire could make men make decisions they would regret, and you planned to use that to your advantage against Mickey, yet your plan backfired. The combination of David's, George's and Elaine's minds made a woman who was much more slutty and lustful than you could ever have predicted, and now that lust took control from all the rest. Despite none of the above being even slightly attracted to the man before you, you didn't care. You needed him inside you. Your previous plan completely left your mind; You completely forgot yourself. You acted by pure instinct.

Slowly but surely, you climbed on top of the bed, dropping your heels at the end. Mickey was stunned, but he wasn't one to resist. Slowly, you climbed on top of him, and paused for a slight second. Your instincts and lust told you to stop at the crotch, and pleasure him. That's what Elaine would do in a situation like this at least, but despite how much you found yourself wanting to do that, George's sense wouldn't let you. He had to be in control, to be dominant, and this combination created a much more confident, dominant, and freaky version of the woman.

Instead, you continued, climbing on top of the short man. He was frozen on the bed, but the look on his face told you everything you had to know. He had never been dominated by a woman, and you were about to change his perception of sex forever.

Looking directly into his eyes, you pushed your hand into his underwear, grabbing hold of his member. It was relatively short, yet thick, and covered in hair; just like the man himself. Yet you didn't care. Without saying a word, you whipped it out, and positioned yourself over it. With your second hand, you reached up your dress, not even taking the time to take it off. You pulled your underwear aside, and lowered yourself over him. And without even batting an eye, you slid your slit over his cock.

The sensation was odd. Even though you could recall doing it before, it felt unfamiliar; completely new and foreign. Part of you was repulsed, yet it was no use. Your body acted almost on its own, and it loved it. And with this act, any shed of resistance left your body. You couldn't help but gasp as the thick pole penetrated your insides. It felt... great. Amazing even. You looked down at the stunned man, his head rolled back in similar pleasure, and bit your lip. You were gonna enjoy this.