He had turned his back to me to adjust the thermostat, but when he turns back to see me his breath literally catches in his throat and his eyes widen in amazement.
"How do I look," I ask him bashfully. I feel sexy, and I know that Jamie is of the same mind. He looks as though he might start drooling any second.
"Aren't you cold?" he asks, shivering as I walk over to him. I answer him by wrapping my arms around him and kissing him passionately, letting my body heat sink into him through his thick clothing. I wrap my leg up and around his hip, practically hanging on him, and with my other hand unclasp his belt.
He quickly starts undressing, shedding his sweater to reveal hard-won muscles: the body of fighter. He is a champion wrestler and takes boxing and martial arts lessons. Despite all of that he is a gentle man, as well as an intellectual. Right now he's not doing much thinking though, least ways not with his brain, but to be fair I'm not either. We're both losing ourselves to our growing passion.
I manage to unbutton his jeans and unzip his fly when he grabs me under my leg and around my waist, and hauls me high up into the air: he's over half a foot taller than me and probably weights nearly 190 pounds. The furnace kicks in and hot air blows up out of vents that we pass as he carries me down a short hallway, both of us kissing the entire way with my arms wrapped around his broad shoulders, my legs around his waist.
He takes me into a small bedroom with a queen sized bed in it, and drops me onto the cold sheets. Fiery heat quickly transfers from my skin to the cool fabric. Strangely, I am not in the least bit sweaty despite how hot I feel. Hot cocoa has nothing on this.
Jamie crawls on top of me, his hands playing over my body, his fingertips trailing along my skin. More goosebumps. My hands reach underneath him and begin working down his pants. He quickly kicks them off, and is now only in his boxers. He has a raging erection easily visible: Jamie is bigger than anyone I have ever known. I once measured him to nearly eight inches long. I myself am very much wet, I'm so horny it's almost painful: my need is escalating faster than it ever has before.
Jamie cups my breasts and we kiss for what seems like forever. I reach down to play with his balls and he reaches down to put his hand over my pussy. It feels like it's practically pouring out heat, steam is actually rising off my body! I've never felt like this before! I'm already panting and the fun hasn't even started!
Then something unexpected happens. We're both toying with each other, playing around to see who would cave first, when I feel one of Jamie's fingers slide into my pussy as he gently rubs my mound though the thin leather.
I'm so surprised that I actually shout a little, and sit up. The panties are still on, but he definitely touched my pussy!
Jamie seems to be surprised as well, and scoots back to look at the naughty underwear.
At first it's completely unnoticeable, but upon close examination we discover that there is an opening in the front of the underwear corresponding perfectly with my puss, a discreet slit that can be parted with the fingers to reveal my pink flesh underneath.
The leather moves with my skin and body so well it is hardly noticeable at all, and now with this convenient discovery I won't even need to take the panties off! Jamie takes the cue and begins stimulating me with his fingers, and I spread my legs. Jamie is so very good at this.
My skin feels as though it is vibrating with sensation as he goes to work on me. It doesn't take much: I'm so wound up that could have achieved orgasm simply from kissing.
It is the most blissful climax I have ever felt to that date. I buck my hips on the bed, and Jamie unexpectedly dives in and starts tonguing my clit while I'm in mid-orgasm, and oh my God I never knew I could feel like that. My body is electric. My mind in a fog. Surely heaven has nothing on this.
Slowly I regain control and composure, and sensing this Jamie climbs back up on top of me. I'm panting as if I just ran a mile, yet my lust hasn't been abated in the slightest.
I tear Jamie's boxers off his body, the fabric ripping easily under the shadow of my desperate need. His rampant erection is incredible, a testament to maleness, and everything clean-shaven and smooth, just like myself. I pull him on top of me and roll my hips to slide my wet sex up his shaft, coating it in a layer of my personal brand of feminine product. He shudders from the touch, and I grind against him letting my pussy make a beautiful, glistening mess. It's like I'm not even wearing anything anymore: the lingerie might as well be forgotten now.
"I need you inside me," I whisper in his ear.
"I love you," he replies breathlessly.
I grab hold of his meat and he lifts up, and in one smooth motion he penetrates me all the way. I grab hold of his back tightly and wrap my legs around his waist, squeezing him as tight as I possibly can. His face twitches as he controls his breathing. Our eyes are locked, and we kiss without moving for the longest time, him as hard as stone inside my body and me tightly squeezing him.
Jamie picks me up off the bed powerfully, his arms wrapped around my ass and back, and spins around. If I were to release my legs from his waist my toes wouldn't even touch the floor. My breasts are mashed up against his chest, our mouths and locked together, and our sexes intimately joined. If only this moment could last forever.
We are both laughing as he holds me up in the air, the intimacy of our positions overshadowing all of our thoughts, and tightening my legs around Jamie's waist I lean away from him. Jamie strains to counterbalance my weight by leaning back and holding onto my waist, until I'm nearly level with the floor. If my mom ever knew that I would be using the skills I learned in gymnastics in the bedroom like this I'm not sure she would have signed me up when I was little.
My abdomen flexes as I reach up to pull my hair back over my shoulders to let it fall to the floor, my breasts jutting into the air underneath the very supportive leather bra.
Jamie quirks his brow appreciatively, his neck bulging as he strains to hold me up, and I smile back up at him. Something like electricity seems to pass between our eyes.
But he cannot hold me up forever: I'm not feather-light, so he falls backwards onto the bed with me on top of him, still clutching him tightly, my hair flying like a cape behind me as I wrap myself tightly against his body, riding my dearest bronco. He leaps at the last moment launching us both into the middle of the mattress with a resounding bounce. The springs of the mattress squeak in protest.
I release his back and loosen my legs, sitting up to straddle him, my pelvis resting on his, the sensations of my motions exquisite. The scales of my lingerie grind against his groin.
"God! It's like being fucked by a snake!" he exclaims deliriously. I smile at the connotations.
I reach up and rub my breasts through the smooth scales of the bra, the leather so close to my skin and so perfectly matched to me that I feel naked: the skin of the bra might as well be my own. It's beyond blissful, and bordering on sinful.
I rock my hips, and Jamie moans underneath me. Oh god my skin feels like it's on fire! And my pussy... it feels fantastic. I slide up and down on Jamie, my movements smooth and slow.
"Oh Tania," he moans. "I love you so much."
I grin. I know he loves me, just as I love him, but right now it's the sex talking. The boy would love Hitler if he did this sort of thing to him.
Jamie begins thrusting desperately back into me as I move my body up and down his cock, and we're rocking the bed now. Euphoria clouds my mind and his as we lose ourselves to the rhythm. I rub my breasts, and am surprised to find that they feel completely naked now. Did the bra slip off? I don't care, I twist my aching nipples in my fingers and squeeze my flesh as Jamie fucks me, soft sighs escaping my throat.
I've never before felt like this during sex. I find myself moving and bucking on top of Jamie in time to his thrusts. My hands switch back and forth between kneading my breasts and clawing at the sheets. It feels so damned good! What's different? What is going on here?
Jamie is of the same mind. It's all he can do to keep himself
from prematurely ejaculating; holding back that inevitability is requiring every ounce of his concentration and constitution. Something odd seems to be happening here, but he simply can't place it. Concern passes a curious shadow over his face, but it's gone as quickly as it appears.
We're both growing desperate for release, and Jamie is rapidly picking up his pace, when I notice something very strange. Despite the mind-numbing pleasure that Jamie is giving me I can't simply ignore it. As it turns out I must have been ignoring it for quite a while, because the problem seems to be quite a ways along.
I notice it first when something brushes against my leg that isn't Jamie. It's soft, dry, and scaly. My first thought is that there's a snake in the bed with us, but I can't gather enough panic to do something about it. Whatever it is I don't care: I'm in the middle of having sex and dangerously close to my second release. Jamie is grunting desperately, and I know he could blow at any second, so I tear my thoughts away from this odd development and give him my all, praying that he can hold back a few moments longer, grinding against him in such a way that I feel my clit rub against his bulging shaft. I can feel his dick stroking my g-spot from this position too.
It turns out he was able to do just that, and I manage to climax just after he does, crying out as I feel him tense up inside of me, both of our bodies straining as he deposits his genetic information into me. I'm on the pill of course, so no worries there, but for several minutes I forget all about anything but the incredible all-encompassing satisfaction that is flooding over me. My pussy explodes like a bomb, and I feel as though I'm drowning in a sea of happiness as I lay there forever with Jamie collapsed on top of me, but alas it was not to be.
Jamie jerks, startled out of what would have been a wonderful post-sex-coma.
"What was that?!" he asks, jumping. "Something just touched my leg!"
"Like what?" I ask dopily. I'm still glowing from my twin orgasms. Jamie's dick is still throbbing radiantly within my loins.
"That!' says Jamie, alarmed. He sits up, sliding out of me deliciously, and I fall backwards onto my ass.
But I don't fall down on my ass. I fall down on my tail.
I leap up out of the bed, and the tail follows me. I spin rapid circles and it trails behind me.
It's black, scaly, and reptilian. It matches my panties perfectly... in fact its growing out of them!
My first reaction is of course to take off the panties.
"What's going on?" asks Jamie loudly, panicking.
"I don't know!" I shout back, fumbling with my fingers to remove the panties. This has gone straight from fun to scary. "Help me!"
Jamie gets to his feet immediately, and rushes over to help me remove the black snakeskin, his erection still stiff and demanding against all odds, but I don't give it a second thought.
"I can't get it off!" I cry, panicking.
"Don't worry," Jamie reassures me, exploring the boundaries between my waist and the leather. "It looks like it melted to your skin or something."
"What!? Leather doesn't melt! And what about this?" is ask gesturing to my tail. I accidentally knock a lamp off a nightstand, the slender appendage moving like a bullwhip.
"I don't know," he admits, "Just help me get this off you."
I nod my head, not trusting myself to speak. Then a strange pang hits my lower belly.
"Oh!" I say in surprise, then feel a flush of heat like a furnace. "Oh God I feel really funny," I breathe.
"Where?!" he asks, alarmed.
"Oh make it stop!" I cry, crossing my legs as my knees nearly give out. "What's happening to me? My puss-AH!?"
"Try to hold still." he says calmly, then grabs hold my wrists and pulls my hands away from my pussy.
"Somebody please help me!" I beg, tears forming in my eyes as I struggle in Jamie's grasp. "Oh GOD JAMIE MY PUSSY! IT FEELS SO-ARGH! HOLY HELL!"
But Jamie freezes, and as I look down at myself I freeze too.
My pussy... it looks like it's joined seamlessly with the panties, my skin has fused with the black, scaly leather, but moreover: it doesn't look human anymore.
"What the hell is that?" I whisper, shaking with desperate need. I need to fuck someone now! How can I be this horny!?
But before both of our eyes it changes further. My pussy is changing!!
My eyes widen in denial as I watch my pussy change shape, the feeling of which only drives my mind deeper into the thralls of maddening horniness. My pink flesh poofs up and pushes the slit in the scales farther and farther apart until I'm splayed wide by involuntary muscles and my sex paints an easy target against the black leather. My clit disappears altogether, and my vaginal canal moves from the bottom to the middle, puckering tightly, becoming a bulls-eye almost impossible to miss. Slick, sweet smelling fluids begin to gush from me and I cry out breathlessly as convulsions rack my body, but I don't dare touch it to satisfy the burning need that is even now growing beyond anything I have ever known. My entire body begins to ache for sexual release from this agony. I fall backwards onto the bed, my legs splayed wide, my tail snapping back and forth, and I can only gasp over and over for breath. What is this thing!?!?
"Ah!" shouts Jamie, but not because of me. He's stopped paying attention to me entirely in fact, and I look up from my warped body to see the reason why.
His dick, still glistening from our sexual fluids, is rampantly erect, and he's clutching it as if in pain.
"Holy Fuck!" he shouts, groaning as I see his dick visibly swell a little bigger as blood engorges him member further. His manhood swells again before both of our eyes.
"I can't make it stop!" he shouts at me. Then falls to his knees as his dick pulses again.
"Aaargh!" he yells, clutching his man-hood. Already it's an inch longer than it should be. "Oh my GOD WHAT THE HELL?!"
I'm on the verge of a breakdown. My pussy feels so... and I'm... and Jamie is... I can't stand it!
"Jamie!" I practically scream. "I need you to fuck me!" This impossible lust is beyond anything I have ever known. I'm being driven insane by my own body!
"Are you kidding?!?" he shouts back, groaning through clenched teeth as his dick throbs steadily, and with each throb his dick visibly lengthens. It's already an inch longer than it ought to be.
"Do I look like I'm kidding?!" I scream back at him.
He looks up at me and sees that my skin is starting to turn black, and scales are starting to spread outwards from where my panties and bra were, although both no longer exist. All that remains is my scaly skin, vibrantly hot and sensitive, as my pussy practically screams at my brain that it needs sex. I reach down and try desperately to masturbate... but without a clit I quickly find that I can't stimulate myself to orgasm this way, and my fingers are far too small to orgasm through penetration. I'm shaking with frustration as I try to find a way to satisfy myself while I watch Jamie have his troubles of his own.
I said before that Jamie was already a massive eight inches big in the bedroom. He definitely never left me wanting...
But now his dick is exceeding ten inches, and it's still growing!
Jamie falls onto his ass as the changes start to become more physical. The head of his dick rapidly flattens, his glans disappearing, forming a sharp, clean angle. As it grows further in length the shaft changes shape too, becoming perfectly smooth and graceful.
When his dick has become a ridiculous 12 inches long, however, things start to accelerate. The very tip of his dick turns pitch black, and the unnatural color spreads down the skin of his manhood until it reaches his balls and his groin. It stops before it spreads to his legs or past his waist.
But his balls... they practically explode in size, each quickly becoming the size of tenis balls. Agony is written plainly on Jamie's face, but it's not due to pain. His dick has never in his life been this hard... and now he feels a gentle yet unstoppable pressure on his now enormous balls as his now black ball-sack starts to tighten with no signs of stopping.
The wrinkles disappear from previ
ously loose skin, and very quickly the pressure becomes a tad more than just a bit uncomfortable, his balls being squished up against his body by his gradually constricting nut-sack, when out of no-where he finds unexpected release as one of his balls disappears up into his body with a gentle pop.
"AH!" shouts Jamie, more out of surprise than anything else. His dick is now nearly 14 inches long, but he doesn't even notice.
His scrotum tightens further until his second nut follows suit. He can still feel them both, large and in charge deep within his belly, but no longer does he have anything to scratch down there but an elephantine shaft and a patch of smooth, taut skin where once his balls hung.
Meanwhile my own changes hadn't stopped either. My entire body is being invaded by the black scales, and other things are changing too. I'm growing bigger, my hands and feet are transforming into claws, my tongue has already become long, thin, and bright red, my teeth are multiplying and becoming ideally suited for killing and eating meat. I can feel my insides twist and churn as they too change.
And all the while my desperate need only becomes stronger, overwhelming my intelligent thoughts with animalistic ones. I do my best to drown them out, but at this rate I need to do something. My pussy is practically on fire between my legs, and I'm so wet I could scream.
And Jamie just sits there as his dick just keeps getting bigger like some sort of nightmare. I'd guess it's longer than 16 inches now, and still going strong.
I need that inside me.
The bed groans as I crawl off of it, my steadily increasing bulk already too much for it. The floorboards are of like mind.
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