Jim looked around the ladies and was momentarily confused when he could not find a urinal. Finally he remembered that he could not use one anyway and went into a stall. he clumsily pulled down his pantyhose and panties, hitched up his dress and sat down. This isn’t just the shoes, he realised, I’m a little drunk. But I didn’t drink that much, he protested. But he had drunk more than enough to get this smaller body intoxicated.
As he undulated his way back to Paul he smiled. Slightly drunk or not he could still handle him. Soon they were heading back to Paul’s car. Jim still smiling slightly, the drink combined with his high heels left him more than slightly wobbly. Paul put his arm around Jim’s waist to stabilise him. Like the night before, Jim realised he found the strong arm around him protective. With out consciously thinking about it he put his own arm around Paul feeling his muscles under his shirt. “Do you work out?” he asked Paul.
“When I can, Do you like what you feel?”
Jim grinned broadly at the obvious come-on, but felt no threat from it. Paul was wondering whether to take advantage of her or not, he had not cheated on Anne before. But then such a young woman had never shown such an interest in him before. He helped Jim into the car and they drove off into the night.
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Paul took a different route back through the city and soon was pulling into a drive way of an expensive house. “You look tired,” He explained. “I thought I’d get you some coffee before I take you home.” He helped Jim out of the car.
“Thank you, Paul. Very nice house you have.”
“Well, it was on our way to where you’re staying, so I thought we’d stop off here for a bit.” Jim heard the obvious suggestion in his words, and some of his drink induced happiness was replaced by an edge of fear.
“Well, alright, but I can’t stay long.” Paul’s house was impressive, but not grandiose. He let Jim in and after he had shut the door, he smiled and walked slowly towards him, drinking in Jim’s luscious form. Jim was frozen like a rabbit in a car’s headlights, he knew exactly what was on Paul’s mind. The only question was how to get away from him and back to Anne’s house.
Paul reached Jim and stroked his soft cheek with his hand, “Julie, you are one of the most intelligent and beautiful woman I’ve met.” He lowered his face to Jim’s to kiss him on the lips, Jim tried to think of something to say to stop him but nothing came to his drink addled mind. The idea of physically resisting never occurred to him, he felt weak next to Paul’s hard strength.
Their lips met and Jim’s mind was assaulted by the same strange feelings he had had the night before. Paul reached around Jim and pulled his small frame tightly to his. Jim felt his breasts pressed against Paul’s broad chest, he felt his nipples start to tingle and become aroused again. His mind was saying no, but the strong wine together with his strange female body conspired to stop him putting up all but the feeblest of protests.
All he could concentrate on was that here was a man and a woman about to partake in the oldest ritual on Earth. What could be more natural than that. One of Paul’s strong hands rubbed Jim in the small of the back before drifting down to the round swell of his ass.
Jim felt the strange dampness between his legs as Paul caressed him. Paul broke off the kiss just long enough to whisper in Jim’s ear. “Lets go upstairs, Julie.”
Suddenly Paul hefted him into his arms and carried him upstairs like a groom carrying his bride over the threshold.
In the car, Jim’s purse lay on the floor where it had fallen.
Like the rest of the house, the bedroom was very stylishly furnished. Jim noticed none of this as Paul lowered him onto the bed. There was a strange air of unreality to the situation for Jim. He had been in situations like this before, but it was so different to be on the other side for once. He sat up and said, “We really shouldn’t be doing this. You’re Anne’s boyfriend after all.”
“We have a very liberal attitude, Anne and me. And what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.” He replied with a smile. Paul’s strong hand moved to Jim’s knee and started to caress it through the thin fabric of his dress. Jim found the feeling to be very sensuous and he found himself leaning over to Paul for another kiss. Paul reached round and stroked Jim’s full blonde hair.
Jim watched with a strange detachment as Paul pulled the dress from under his bottom and lifted it over his head. This isn’t happening, a part of him wailed, he gathered his will power for one last attempt to break away. But then he felt Paul’s hand at his ample bra-covered breast. Jim gave a small moan as Paul slipped his hand inside the cup to gently touch Jim’s erect nipple. Jim remembered what his male nipples felt like when his girlfriend used to tweak them, but this was a thousand times better. Paul watched Jim as he caressed his nipple, his head was tilted back letting his luscious hair drape down his back and was moaning slightly with his eyes half closed.
Jim lost himself in the feeling and had no idea of how long Paul massaged his breasts. Suddenly he felt his bra loosen, Paul had undone it and he helped to take it off. Jim’s mind was in turmoil, part of him was in shear terror of what Paul was doing, another revelled in it and a small part of him watched from a detached corner of his mind. Here he was a twenty-five year old heterosexual male, in another man’s bedroom, wearing only a pair of panties while a man massaged his tits!
Paul lowered Jim onto his back and leant over to kiss his nipple. He teased it into his mouth and sucked and nipped on it. Jim was lost, his whole being centered on his nipples as Paul expertly sucked on them. Then he felt a hand at his crotch, as Paul roughly pulled Jim’s panties down.
Paul let Jim’s nipple go and slowly drifted down Jim’s supple belly, giving small kisses as he went. Jim could not believe how erotic that felt, as a man he had centered on breasts and crotch, but now every part of him from head to toe felt extremely aroused. Even the sheets of the bed under him felt wonderful.
By now Paul had reached Jim’s crotch and he planted a kiss on his lower pair of lips. That single touch almost sent Jim to the edge, already he could feel a ferocious need to have something in his vagina. Paul obviously knew what he was doing and he expertly licked Jim’s clit. Very quickly Jim felt an explosion and had his second climax as a woman.
It raced all over his body and he squirmed under Paul in ecstasy. For what seemed like hours he lay there, feeling the remains of his orgasm slowly dying down. Enjoy the shifting weight of his breasts and the strange new equipment between his legs. It was more than that though, every inch of his body was changed, he barely knew himself now.
The bed shifted as another weight joined Jim on it. He opened his eyes and looked over at Paul, he had quickly undressed and was now as naked as Jim. For his age Paul was remarkably fit and Jim looked at his well developed muscles. The orgasm had cleared his mind a bit and Jim was desperately trying to think of a way too get out of there. Then he saw something that drove everything else out of his mind.
Paul’s erection.
It was no bigger than average, but to Jim’s horrified eyes it looked enormous. Jim realised what Paul was planning to do with it and it finally gave him the strength to run for it. He sat up and tried to roll off the bed. If he could get to the bathroom and lock himself in, he’d be safe till Paul had calmed down.
He never got the chance, Paul moved on top of him and held him down with his strong hairy arms. “No Paul! Please.”
“You want it, Julie. You’re wet and ready. Don’t worry I’ll be gentle.”
Jim felt Paul’s massive weight on him and he felt utterly power- less. He felt Paul’s rock hard cock pressing against him, Paul’s hands massaged Jim’s tits again and Jim soon found himself very turned on. His capacity for rational thought was almost gone, all there was in the universe was Jim, Paul and Paul’s cock.
He found himself reaching down and for the the first time in his life he held a cock that wasn’t his own. It felt as thick as his arm, he guided it to the lips of his vagina. Paul smiled, he knew she would not resist much. He slowly edged his hardness into Jim’s slippery cunt, Jim’s breaths came in little gasps as Paul penetrated him. Jim wrapped his legs around Paul’s waist and pulled him as deep as possible into his cunt.
Jim groaned as the exquisite sensations of penetration rocked through him. Paul pulled out slowly and then started to thrust into him. Jim ran his hands over Paul’s broad back, holding on to him as if for dear life. A tension was building deep inside Jim as Paul possessed him, Another orgasm was coming, bigger than any he had had before. It grew over him like a huge tidal wave, then suddenly, it came crashing down on him.
He screamed as his climax coursed through him, every part of his body was on fire. He dug his nails into Paul’s back and wrapped his legs around Paul pulling him deep into him. He gripped Paul’s cock with his vagina, as he did so he felt Paul give a deep moan and tense up.
Paul dug his fingers into Jim’s large tits and orgasmed deep into the stunning beauty under him. Jim felt Paul pulsing his seed deep into him, slowly Jim’s awareness returned to him and he was totally mortified by the act he had just committed.
They lay entwined for some minutes, both covered in a sheen of sweat. Paul’s cock was still inside him, slowly softening until he pulled out of him. Jim didn’t say much and desperately avoided thinking about what he had just done. Paul offered Jim the first use of the shower, which Jim was glad to accept. He scrubbed himself red trying to get rid of the feelings of Paul’s body against his.
Jim could barely look himself in the mirror, he looked dishevelled, everyone who looks at me will know what I’ve done, he thought in horror.
He dressed hurriedly and quietly asked Paul to take him home. Paul realised Jim was ashamed of what he had done, believing it was because they had cheated on Anne. No words were exchanged on the way back and Jim soon found himself outside Anne’s house.
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