The Spice of Life (The Transformation #1)

by Jake Furie Lapin

  “Nina, thanks so much for inviting me out, but I’m going to take off now.”

  Nina was shocked that Kelli was already leaving.

  “Girl, what is with you? The night is young, and unless you’ve gone blind, I’m sure you’ve seen the guys who have been drooling over you. What happened to having some fun?”

  Kelli winced. “I do want to have fun, Nina. I’m just…just not in the mood. I’m going to head out.”

  Nina shrugged. “Have it your way, sweetheart. See you soon!”

  Later, Kelli slipped into the bathtub and turned on her Rabbit. Thinking of Jake, she brought herself to climax four times before she finally felt like she could sleep. As she climbed between her satin sheets and tried to shut out the monotonous drone of Paul’s heavy snoring, she had only one thought echoing through her mind and her body: Monday, Monday, Monday….

  The next day was Sunday and it seemed to take a million years to go by. After what seemed like an interminable amount of time, Monday finally arrived. In the morning, as she prepared to go to the office, Kelli was very careful not to apply her usual amount of perfume as per Jake’s request. Instead, she dabbed just the faintest amount on her wrists and behind her ears; just enough to have a slight waft of scent about her.

  When he arrived for his appointment, she was sitting, waiting for him. She had left him the big therapist’s chair, the one that he always chose. As he entered the room she looked up and smiled at him. Jake returned her smile, and without saying a word, brought his face close to hers and sniffed her. His smile got bigger.

  “Good girl, Kelli. Good girl. I can smell your perfume, but you obeyed me. You are very obedient. I like that.”

  He sat in front of her, arms spread across the back of the chair with one leg crossed over the other. Again, Kelli noted his body language: confident, strong, and calm.

  She spoke, “So, judging from the story you told me last time about Marci and the threesome, you must have really played around with women.”

  Jake grinned. “Sure. As it happens, I had a pretty intense encounter within the last week or so. You wouldn’t believe it if I told you.”

  Kelli smiled. “Try me!”

  “Ok. So last week, a woman told me at the bar that she wanted to fuck me, and something clicked in my mind. I remembered what had happened between us prior, even if she didn't. She and I had a history together, but she was clearly clueless about it.

  With that in mind, I slipped her one of my business cards while her friend that she was with was busy putting on her coat. I didn't say a word to the first woman, just smiled at her calmly. ‘That should do the trick,’ I thought to myself.

  I said goodbye to both women and told the second one that I would see her very soon. Driving home, my mind kept returning to the second woman. I liked her a lot more than the first, but soon thoughts of the first one overtook me.

  It had all happened two years ago, as I was just embarking on my journey of transformation. At the time, I was still significantly overweight and out of shape. It had reached the point where it was profoundly affecting my interactions with women. I had joined the affair site and had been a member for only a few weeks when I spotted this woman. She was sexy and flirty, and responded quickly to my messages, so we arranged to meet for dinner. I told her that I loved sushi and she said she did too. As it happened, there was a great little sushi place, Sushi Yamu, close to where we both lived, so we arranged to meet there.

  When she came in, I stood up to greet her, and instantly knew that things were not going to go well. She looked me up and down and didn't even try to hide her reaction. Clearly, I was not what she was expecting. She sat down abruptly, took up a menu, ordered and ate as quickly as possible. I tried to mask my disappointment; we definitely had a connection online and I had hoped that it would continue in person.

  The meal was short and awkward. At the end, I offered to walk her to her car and she turned to me and said something that stuck with me for a long, long time: “Look, Jake. You’re nice and everything, but I just don’t think that there is a romantic future for us, OK? You’re just…not my type. Maybe if you worked out a little bit more we might have a chance, but….”. Her sentence trailed off as she looked at me and just shook her head, her full lips in a disapproving pout. I was in shock; I couldn't believe how rude she was being.

  “Uh, OK,” I blurted. And with that, she walked away.

  Her words had really stung, and I had fantasized many times about what I’d like to do and say to her if our paths ever crossed again. I thought of fucking her, fast and furious…driving my cock into her wet pussy while she begged for more and more. Now, against all the odds, here she was…offering to fuck me! This is too crazy, I thought.

  Not even a few days later, my phone buzzed and I saw that I had a text message. Crazily, the name read “Sushi Woman.” I couldn't believe it but apparently her number was still saved in my phone from two years earlier. The text read:

  “Hey sexy. It’s me, from Dolce Vita. Wanna grab a bite sometime this week? Xoxoxoxoxo”

  “Dolce Vita? The SAME place where we met?” Kelli interrupted.

  “Yes, weird right?” Jake chuckled.

  Anyway, I didn't reply right away. Not for two full days. Let her really, really want it, I thought. Finally, I responded, brusquely: “OK. Sushi Yamu, tomorrow. 7:30 pm.” That was it. I wondered if the name of the sushi joint would spark her memory.

  She answered my text within 20 minutes. “OK, see you there hot stuff! Xoxoxoxoxo”.

  Clearly she hadn't made the connection.

  I couldn't believe how easy this was. What a shallow bitch! Obviously she was only interested in the slim, ripped Jake. I found myself fantasizing again about what I would do to her if I got her into bed…I was going to take out my frustrations on her, show her who was boss. I imagined her face contorting as I thrust my swollen cock in and out of her mouth, and how her thighs would quiver with anticipation as I made her hold back from cumming. Oh yes, she was about to see a new me.

  In contrast to our first date two years ago, she arrived on time to Sushi Yamu. I, however, did not. I deliberately kept her waiting for a solid 20 minutes before strolling in without apology.

  She was sitting at a little corner table and sprang up immediately. “Oh, hi Jake!” she said, smiling widely and far too eagerly. She was wearing a tiny little red sparkly mini dress made of stretchy material that clung to every curve, along with some platform stilettos. Almost nothing about her figure was left to the imagination. I had to admit, she did have a smoking hot body. Looking at her large, luscious breasts popping out of her dress I felt my cock stiffen a little in anticipation of what I was going to do to her. But I couldn't forget the way that she had treated me in the past. She would feel the sting of my anger before the night was over.

  We ordered food and she proceeded to flirt outrageously, telling suggestive sexual jokes and running her hand over my arm whenever she had the chance. The waiter came and took our order; 4 pieces of sashimi salmon, 2 pieces of sashimi tuna, and 2 double shots of cold sake. I told him we are probably going to be in a hurry, if he can rush the order. The food and drinks came almost immediately, as I was a regular there. I knew she loved the raw meat, as did I, and we pounded down the sake quickly. About half an hour into the meal, I noticed that she had slipped off one of her heels and was rubbing her bare foot up and down my calf. I simply moved my leg and pretended not to notice.

  I could tell that the cold shoulder treatment was really getting to her; she started to become more and more desperate as we finished and I called for the bill.

  “Jake…I really have to tell you something,” she said. She leaned forward, her black curls brushing her face and her cleavage opening up almost down to her navel.

  “Oh, what is that?” I leaned back, with my arm stretched casually along the chair next to me.

  “Well, I probably shouldn’t say this, but ever since I saw you in the bar…I, well, I just haven’t wanted to f
uck a guy so badly in months. Years, maybe. I just thought you should know.”

  I kept my face passive, staring firmly, but happily into her eyes. “Oh? Huh. That’s interesting. What makes me so fuckable then?” knowing how shallow she really was.

  She giggled. “I’m not even sure. I mean, it could be your face and body. You are definitely hot. But I think it’s more of how you carry yourself. You’re so damn confident! It just makes me want to slide my hands inside your pants to see what I’ll find, honestly.”

  “Hmmm. Well, do you want to get out of here?” I realized that it was time for her schooling to begin.

  “Hell, yeah!”

  We went outside and she practically threw herself into my arms once we hit the parking lot. I led her over to my car and pressed her up against it, holding her wrists tightly above her head in one hand, while I ran the other up and down her body, kneading and massaging her curves. She began moaning loudly and squirming against me. I thrust my hand up inside her mini dress and as I expected, she wasn’t wearing any panties. She was clean-shaven and already soaking wet.

  While still holding her wrists in one hand, I immediately put three fingers of the other hand deep inside her dripping pussy and then slowly finger-fucked her for just a minute or two, enough to make her moan louder, gasp and start quivering slightly. When she started to buck against my hand, I pulled my fingers out very slowly and deliberately, and while keeping constant eye contact, I put them in my mouth and sucked off her juices. She tasted hot and ready. Then I pushed the same fingers in her mouth and she sucked off the remnants of her own pussy juice. The feeling of her mouth sucking my fingers made my cock throb. I would need to fuck her, soon.

  She was so excited by this that she could barely talk, but she managed to gasp, “Where are you going to take me?”

  I laughed, and reached into her dress to pinch one of her nipples. She had enormous nipples, round and firm like cherries.

  “Oh, I’m not taking you anywhere. I’m going to have my way with you right here. Now get in the back of the car.”

  With those words, I opened the car door and then gently, yet firmly pushed her head down so that she entered the car. I could see her firm, luscious ass bare and round, sticking out towards me temptingly with her dress hiked up around her waist. I slapped each cheek lightly while standing behind her, and she let out a gasp of pleasure. Then I gripped both ass cheeks in my hands and pried them open, just a little, to see her little round asshole. I leaned forward and ran my tongue down over her protruding labia, sucking up some of her juices. I stuck my tongue deep in her pussy and then worked my way up to flick her ass ever so slightly. She was moaning now, fast and furiously.

  I wasn’t about to let her have her pleasure though. Mine would come first. I slid into the back seat beside her and undid my zipper pulling out my swollen manhood. Grabbing her hair in my hand I pushed her trembling mouth down towards my crotch.

  “Suck me off, woman,” I told her, authoritatively. She needed to know who was in charge. Her lips closed around my huge, throbbing cock eagerly. I’d never seen a woman who wanted to blow me so much. She was very skilled at what she did, massaging my balls while she pulled the whole of my shaft deep down into her throat. She alternated her deep-throating action, taking my balls into her mouth, licking and sucking them while working and stroking my fat cock with one hand. She was good. Very good.

  I knew that if she kept blowing me I’d come too soon, so I changed it up a little.

  “You’re going to ride me now,” I breathed into her ear, biting her lobe a little after I spoke. “You’re going to ride me like a little bitch.”

  She was flushed and totally losing control. She just nodded mutely. I ripped her bra off one shoulder and she took my cue, loosening the hooks in the back. It fell away and I saw her huge, fleshy breasts bouncing in the faint light from the streetlamps. I cradled one in each hand and lifted my head up to suck and bite her nipple again.

  Then I pulled her on top of me, and she let out a huge gasp as she felt the whole of my cock enter her soaking wet pussy, filling her up. She stayed still for just a brief moment, feeling me. Then she started to rock, moaning like a wild animal while she did so.

  I knew that I needed to cum before she did because I had plans for her. Rather than hold back, I let her pussy clench around me and I knew I was going to cum soon.

  I grabbed her hair again.

  “I’m going to cum now,” I said, “but you are not. Do you understand me? You are not going to cum yet. That’s an order.” She moaned in response, but I could tell from how her breath quickened that she would obey me.

  I thrust up into her soft wet flesh one final time and released my load of hot cum into her throbbing pussy. Then after a moment of pure pleasure, I moved out of her, leaving her wanting more. She gazed up at me wide-eyed. “I…I need to cum, Jake. I need it so bad.” She was almost pleading.

  I smiled at her and stroked her face. “Oh, sweetheart. I know, but that’s not going to happen. Not now. Maybe not ever.”

  Kelli was stunned. “So…did you ever? Did you finish what you started?”

  Jake laughed. “Oh, perhaps. Perhaps not. Maybe I haven’t quite made up my mind yet.” He winked at Kelli.

  Kelli felt like something about that last story was disturbing, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. It seemed like something had caught her attention, just for a second, but it was gone now. She would have to think about it later. In the meantime, she wanted to hear more about Jake’s history.

  “So, you are experimenting with women now, but what about in the past? What happened after the twins and Marci?”

  “Well, I didn’t see a lot of women right away, not until after I had completely finished college and graduated. But the threesome encounter I had with the Korean twins did prepare me somewhat for something that happened when I was back home and working in that lucrative IT job.”

  “Oh really? What was that?”

  “Basically, I developed a huge crush on the secretary, Melissa, who worked at the front desk. She was a typical Irish/Italian mix with green eyes and incredible blonde hair. She was very sensual and gorgeous but cold as ice to me. I was infatuated and kept hitting on her over and over again for several weeks; I desperately wanted her to be my first girlfriend. She wouldn’t give me the time of day though, until one particular occasion.”

  Jake paused and took a sip of water. Kelli was intrigued. “Can you tell me more about that?”

  He grinned at her. “You know, I like that about you. So inquisitive. And you try to be all professional about it.”

  She felt a little bit offended. “Uh, do you think that I’m not professional, Jake?”

  He threw back his head and laughed outright. “Sure you are. You don’t get off on hearing all of this at all, do you? Wait…of course you do.”

  She shook her head, unsure of how to respond, “No, no I don’t.” It came out sounding weak.

  “Oh yes you do, you fox. You lap it up like a vixen drinks up milk. You love it.” His voice became soft, but firm at the same time. “I know it makes you wet.”

  Kelli felt like the session was spinning out of control. “So anyway, could you continue with your story?”

  Jake smiled, but complied.

  “It was a Friday, and Melissa and some of the other girls were going out for happy hour cocktails. I was only 20 at the time, but the place that she went to was a low-key place so I was able to go out with a friend to the same place as Melissa. At happy hour I kept hitting on her, but she still wouldn’t give me the time of day. Her friend, Linda, who also happened to be her roommate was also in the group at the bar. She was a little bit different, not the typical look that I went for at that point.”

  “And what was that, exactly?” Kelli felt like it would be helpful to know what kind of women Jake was attracted to.

  “Well, she was a brunette and I usually went for blondes, although I developed more of an attraction for brunettes later in l
ife. In any case, Linda was attracted to me instantly and we hit it off and talked and talked and talked. At the end of the night, around 2:00 am, she asked me if I had to go home or if I could stay and spend some time with her. I told her that I didn’t need to be anywhere right away, so she suggested that I come over to their place and hang out and talk more.”

  “How did Melissa react to that?”

  “She actually seemed fine with it, and honestly, I was still a lot more interested in getting to know Melissa better than Linda. So all three of us went back to her apartment. Melissa went straight to her room, much to my disappointment. Linda and I sat together on the couch and started talking. I’d had a few drinks and was feeling horny, so then we started heavily making out and petting. After quite a while she asked me, “Do you want to do this?”