Sunbathing
An odor was assailing his nostrils, and he felt his relaxing penis begin to rise again, As he sniffed, not knowing that he was doing so, his penis became fully turgid and throbbed excitingly as Jeanette spoke,
"Like that scent, Johnny?"
"Yeah, What...?"
"Come along, Johnny. I'll let you in on a little secret if you'll come with me." Gone was all thought of a cold beer, even, for several moments, of putting his cock into this broad. Johnny followed meekly, his penis still rigid, his balls drawing up into his belly.
"Johnny, lie down right here." "Right here" was a divan, a narrow, oddly configured couch, very broad and slightly cupped in the middle, rounded down to the floor at the edges., so that anyone lying in it would not tend to roll off, but it could also be straddled it without discomfort. .
Johnny, feeling woozy, was glad to oblige. He had a glimpse of Jeanette, but his mind refused to accept the changes to her face and figure he was witnessing. Her face and entire frontal aspect had narrowed into what Johnny thought of as a fox-face, her figure was less curvaceous and had slimmed considerably. There was that odor again, stronger, and Johnny felt himself starting to fall through the scent into sleep, to dream of that smell, and to desire it feverishly. His body bounced on the divan and lay still.
"Jeanette" completed the transformation to her real shape and gazed for a moment at Johnny's body before she set to work. With supple, powerful fingers and some strangely shaped instruments and tiny things that buzzed she worked over his body for some time, at last emitting an almost human sigh, as of a difficult job well done.
Johnny had no idea how long he had slept, but he awoke to the same Jeanette he had thought so changed, bending over him solicitously. She was still the same voluptuous girl, still naked and apparently waiting for his caresses. He wanted her very much. His penis began to rise as he looked at her and he felt strong desire for her body. All memory of that fox-face was wiped from his mind. He grinned at her, hoping that she would reciprocate.
"Lie there for a moment, John. Watch me, O K?"
"Yes."
Jeanette began a slow undulation of her belly muscles and hips. To Johnny's instant appreciation, her bare quim opened and close in rhythm with her belly muscles, and his mouth began drool. He wiped the spit from his lips with his tongue, which seemed to have lengthened, for he could reach the tip of his chin. He could see his tongue as he licked up his own cheeks in an increasing heat and desire. Johnny had always considered any man who would "go down" on a woman a queer, but now his tongue was swelling a little as he contemplated licking at Jeanette's quim. The thought came unbidden that she would be very, very tasty.
Jeanette's breasts had begun to sway to her belly's rhythm, and what with trying to watch those lovely orbs with their stiffening nipples, her gyrating belly, her waving arms and oddly twisting fingers, as well as her snapping labia, Johnny was becoming as aroused as he could ever remember being. None of the young quiff he had sniffed at, dazzled with his muscles and poked into with his cock at the college had ever done this to him.
Through his dazzled view of Jeanette came her voice.
"Johnny, you and I shall make love. Get up, my dear."
Johnny arose without realising that his tongue was almost as rigid as his penis. Jeanette reclined gracefully on the divan, looking almost hungrily at Johnny's bouncing penis. In an instant Johnny was on his knees, his lips pressed against Jeanette's ankle bone, his lips and swollen but supple tongue kissing her as she lay back sensuously. He wanted to caress and lick at her lovely skin all the way to the joining of thigh and belly, where something special awaited his mouth.
"Slowly, John, slowly. Enjoy this, have more to...do than just this."
John continued licking and sucking on her succulent flesh as he progressed slowly toward his goal. For some reason he had forgotten what exactly was awaiting him, but he knew that it was a pleasant and very tasty reward for devoted effort. He was enjoying the journey, although his penis was now so rigid that it was beginning to hurt a little, and he felt the need of some relief. Again, his mind was not working (although he did not know this) and he could not envision of what such relief might consist. The sensations communicated to his brain from his tongue, though, made up for his discomfort.
At last! Here was a moist, appealingly scented opening, satiny skin surrounding it, into which his elongated tongue could plunge, and, oh wonders! a little nub just above which he very much wanted to lick as well. The oozing juices made his taste buds sit up and beg for more, and when he licked at the nub, he heard an angel's voice above say,
"John, good...more...that's good, John. Do it some more!"
He quickly obliged, finding that above all things he desired to suck, lick and kiss at this scented opening which kept giving him lovely juices to lap. He was not really very long at the pleasant duty, though, before Jeanette's angel tones, suddenly turned urgent and rough, came to him.
"Ah, uh, yes, yes, yes, ooh, yes, yes, ugh, ah," and her hips thrashed so that John placed his big hands on either hip-bone to steady her and save his mouth and tongue from being dislocated. Her juices came in spurts onto his lapping tongue and he felt amply rewarded, save that his rigid cock ached and itched and throbbed.
"Come up, John, you need me," moaned Jeanette, and that odd phrase had John balancing his body above her slender form, his hips gyrating so that his aching cock might find the entrance which his mouth had just departed. His penis found and angrily entered the waiting, slippery, satin smooth opening. John pushed hard, his cock needing the relief which only this could give, but he was surprised to encounter stiff resistance for second. Jeanette gave a little squeak and embraced him tightly as he moved back and shoved with all his hips' strength.
"That was a cherry, Johnny," Jeanette said weakly, "I think that's what it's called?"
"Uh, yuh," but Johnny was too busy thrusting and withdrawing, seeking that relief which he felt his pulsating penis had finally been afforded. He felt the semen boil in his tightly drawn up balls, and then, as Jeanette screamed in his ear, his penis exploded. What felt like solid rods of semen jetted into Jeanette's quim, and Johnny felt as though his entire penis had come loose and was about to stay within her quim, which was now convulsing and tightening around it. His tongue of a sudden wanted to be where his penis now pulsed, and he felt as though his tongue was ejaculating. But Jeanette was exerting firm suction on it with her mouth, and Johnny could feel her tongue caressing his. His penis and his tongue were, like the rest of him, in absolute cocksman's heaven for about another minute. Then...
"Johnny, dear, you can get off me, now. You've given me all you have to give for the moment. I like the feel of it inside me. "
"What...what...?"
"Now, Johnny. You've been a cocksman long enough. You're mine, Johnny, and if you miss a little of yourself here and there, you'll cope, Johnny. I love the way you handle that long tongue, and that's what we'll have to work with from now on."
Johnny felt incredulously at his crotch. His balls were there, but where he had once sported a nine inch penis was. . . nothing. His exploring finger didn't even find a hole. He looked at Jeanette in dawning horror.
"Oh, you can excrete, Johnny, but it will all be through the same hole, my love. You can continue to excite me, too, dear. If someone at our college asks what happened, you had an emergency operation, a very serious operation, for cancer, which had riddled your 'equipment.' And you won't want to shock those young things with your mouth and that nice, long, thick tongue, will you, Johnny? Just me to love, for a long, long time! You're lucky, Johnny, that I didn't need your testicles, aren't you?"
John looked forward to a long life of no nooky. He smiled. At least his tongue would please this new mistress.
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