***************************************************************** Title: Fuck Yeah, Part 2 Story Codes: tg, FF, mF, MF Author: Christian Alan Summary: Sam was just your average sexually frustrated college nerd...until the day he woke up in the body of a smoking hot girl. Now (s)he's making up for lost time by fucking everyone in sight. ***************************************************************** Part Two Sam awoke to bright bands of sunlight filtering in through the blinds. She yawned and stretched out on the bed, letting the sheets glide smoothly over her naked body as she thought back to the wild activities of last night. It was still hard to believe that she'd actually fucked a guy. Or that she'd enjoyed it so much. Just thinking about it was enough to send hot shivers of excitement rushing outward from her groin. Sighing, she drew the comforter against her chest and clamped her legs around it, the cushiony material rubbing gently over her vulva. At least one thing hadn't changed. She still woke up feeling horny as hell. She started gently humping the comforter and wishing she had someone there to fuck. Someone who would bury their tongue in her pussy and tickle her clit until she passed out. With a frustrated groan she yanked the comforter aside to get at her needy cunt. She flung her legs out wide and jammed two fingers into herself, growing even more excited as her digits sank into the soft, wet embrace of her pussy. Sam started working her clit with her other hand as she dicked her fingers in and out of her overheated snatch, getting even wetter as she remembered how good Josh's cock had felt as it'd twitched and spurted inside her. She came fiercely, the muscles in her vagina clenching around her fingers with surprising strength as shudders of ecstasy tore through her body. She lay there and let her mind drift while she savored the post-orgasmic tingles. It was the same story every morning. Lately she hadn't been getting out of bed until noon, or even after. Playing around with her new body was just too much fun. There were moments when she almost missed her old self and its penis, though, not that she'd ever gotten to use it much. But after that freak accident in the lab, her entire life had been flipped, turned upside down. Now instead of being the shy, lonely geek lusting after the hot girl, Sam *was* the hot girl. Swinging her long shapely legs out of bed, Sam got up and opened the blinds. Cars passed slowly on the street below as a few people played baseball in the park across the way. She rested her hands on her hips and stood there bare-ass naked at the window, her curved and slender body in plain view for anyone who happened to be looking. As a guy, Sam had been rather awkward and self-conscious, but she was finding it harder and harder to be shy in this new body of hers. In fact sometimes she felt downright slutty. She knew she was going to have to watch it or else she'd end up getting into trouble. Her cautionary thoughts were interrupted by the grumbling of her stomach. One thing was certain; she was going to need food if she wanted to have the energy to fuck around all day. Sam grabbed her phone and dialed up the local pizza place as she started getting dressed. She walked around her apartment in panties and a t-shirt, cradling her cellphone in one hand and idly stroking the crotch of her underwear with the other. She felt the material turn damp as her pussy grew hot again from her teasing fingertips. As soon as she was done ordering, she fell back on the bed and began fondling herself, moving her hands down along her body from her high, firm tits to the round curves of her hips and ass. Her body still felt strange and new enough that she could almost pretend she was touching someone else. Everything was so soft and smooth and enticing that sometimes she wished she had an extra set of hands to grope herself with. She was exploring the delicate folds of her pussy again when a sudden knock at the door jarred her back to reality. Her pizza. She'd almost forgotten about it. She pulled up her panties and went to answer the door, the young, goatee-faced deliveryman staring at her distractedly as she grabbed her wallet and paid. Sam imagined that she probably looked odd standing there half naked with her hair mussed and wild. She felt even more awkward when she realized that she didn't have enough for a tip. "Sorry, I'm a bit short this week," she said apologetically. "No problem." He flashed a quick smile and handed her the pizza, seeming a lot more gracious than any of the deliverymen Sam's old self had dealt with. The fact that she was a girl and showing off a lot of skin probably had something to do with it. "Wait a sec." Feeling slutty again, Sam set the pizza down and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties. She wriggled them down, feeling the crotch peel away stickily from her labia. She stepped out of her underwear and offered them to the guy, feeling a slight blush spreading over her face. Well, at least she still had some shame left. "Would you take these instead?" She could see the disbelief in his face as his gaze flicked down from her eyes to her pussy, then back up to the still warm and slightly moist undergarment in her hand. He didn't hesitate for long. He took her panties and quickly rubbed them between his thumb and forefinger before stuffing them into his back pocket. "Thanks," he said, grinning devilishly. "I'll take a tip like that anytime." "I'll keep that in mind." Sam smiled back and closed the door. The pizza tasted pretty damn good. While she was eating she decided to take a trip to the mall later and visit the gaming shop. She imagined that it might be fun to tease some roleplayer geeks for a while. Plus she was still looking for a black and red twelve-sided die to replace one she'd lost a few months ago. There was nothing quite so irritating as having an incomplete set of dice. She arrived to see that the typical afternoon crowd was gathering; pimply faced teenagers with plastic-sleeved decks of cards and unsettled arguments about who was more badass, Gandalf or Dumbledore. A sudden hush seemed to fall on their discussions as Sam walked in wearing jean shorts and a black tank top. She'd tidied her hair up and used a bit more eyeliner than last time, liking the slightly punkish look it gave her. She smiled and went over to look at the dice as the conversations slowly resumed. "Can I help you with anything?" The chubby neckbearded clerk behind the counter asked. Something about the smug know-it-all expression on his face made Sam want to punch him. Game store employees always seemed to have a sort of alpha nerd mentality that struck her as idiotic. Nerds were losers by definition. Being head loser wasn't really something to be proud of. "Yeah," she responded, smiling sweetly. "I need a new twelve-sided. I've got a 4th level Barbarian with Weapon Focus in greataxe and it's a bitch having to use a greatsword just cause I don't have the right dice. I'd consider switching weapons, but she's a half-orc, and half-orcs and greataxes just kind of go together like Daleks and Doctor Who. Am I right?" He looked at her for a moment, his face seeming to redden slightly. Sam wondered if he was getting a hard-on. "Anyway," she continued, moving her eyes blatantly over his rotund body and pursing her lips. "I've been looking *everywhere* for a red and black d12. If you have one laying around someplace, I'd be really grateful." "Um, let me check in back. Don't go anywhere!" He flashed an attempt at a suave smile and hurried toward the back room. It was the fastest that Sam had ever seen him move. Then a nervous cough from behind drew her gaze to a rather short nerd who had approached from a nearby table. "Um, hi," he said, shyly fidgeting with the strap of his backpack. He looked young, somewhere in his mid-teens. His sandy brown hair was almost the same length as hers and hung down over a face that was already badly scarred by acne. "I overheard something about you having a barbarian?" "Yep," Sam responded with a pleasant grin. "A big, tough, PMSing half-orc." "That's cool," he smiled. "I mean, you don't see a lot of girls that are really into role playing games, you know?" "Tell me about it. There are a few of us out there, though." She looked him in the eyes, finding herself already wondering what it might be like to fuck him. He couldn't seem hold her gaze for very long before glancing off at something else. "I was thinking about GMing a game sometime," she added as an afterthought. "Wanna play? I don't have a regular group yet though, so it might end up being just the two of us at first." Sam smiled, wondering if she could've been any more obvious. She might as well have pulled up beside him on the street in a windowless van and asked if he wanted some candy. "Sure," he responded, seeming totally clueless. "That'd be cool." "Great." Sam did her best to hide her growing arousal. "Want to get together later and make a character? I need to brush up on the rules anyway." He agreed and Sam gave him her address. As he leaned down to dig a pen out of his backpack, Sam's eyes were drawn to a gleam of silver that suddenly dangled free from his collar. A tiny crucifix pendant hung there, complete with a miniature dying Jesus. Sam felt a momentary stab of guilt. It was followed almost instantly by a blazing surge of lust. The boy looked so shy and unassuming as he wrote down her directions that she felt like jumping him right there. There was just something about the idea of corrupting his innocence that she found incredibly fucking hot. They said goodbye, her mind already working on what she was going to do to him. His name was Steve. He wasn't even old enough to drive yet, and in a few hours Sam would have him alone in her apartment. She almost felt sorry for the guy. The clerk came back with set of dice that matched her missing one almost perfectly. He even threw in another set for free. Sam smiled and thanked him, thinking that next time she might try flashing her tits to see if she could get a free book or some miniatures out of the deal. Back home, Sam decided to go for a swim in the building's pool to cool herself down a bit. She tugged on the little blue bikini she'd bought and adjusted it in front of the mirror. It did a decent job at covering her tits, although barely. Her butt was a different story. The cheeks of her ass were a little too big and always ended up peeking out. Not that it bothered her really. After posing in the mirror for a few minutes, Sam fought down the urge to masturbate and grabbed a towel. She ended up sharing the pool with a few kids. Sam ignored them and focused on the interesting sensations of the cool water coursing over her body as she swam back and forth. Her new body was definitely more streamlined than her old one. After a little while Sam noticed that a few of the older boys were watching her from the opposite end of the pool. They were trying to be slick about it and failing miserably. Sam made sure to give them a bit of a show, pausing to 'adjust' her bathing suit bottoms by pulling them up into the crack of her ass and smoothing them out again before taking a few more slow laps. She felt like being bolder, but it was broad daylight and there were too many people passing by for her to be able to get away with much. Maybe she'd come back after dark and see if anyone was still around. Steve showed up right on time. He seemed nervous as he took out his books and began rolling up a character. Sam had to admit that it was probably her fault. She'd tied her hair back into pigtails and dressed in a belly shirt and her tightest pair of jeans. She'd even used a little eyeshadow and some pink glitter lipstick. He decided on an elf fighter. They sat on the floor of Sam's bedroom and started playing. After ten minutes, Steve's character had undertaken a quest to rescue a runaway princess from a band of goblins and had already won his first battle. Sam described everything in lingering detail, smiling as Steve leaned forward with an expression of rapt attention. She wondered if he'd have the same expression later when she was rubbing her crotch in his face. Finally, Steve's character made his way to where the goblins had cornered the elven lady. Sam edged closer to him on the floor as the battle progressed. After the bloody combat ended, his fighter stood face to face with the mischievous elf princess just as he and Sam sat facing each other on the floor. "Her gold-spun blonde hair spills past her alabaster shoulders like springs of honeymead," Sam read from her notes. "Her full, ample breasts are barely covered by a sheen of magical elven chainmail. Leather leggings hug her butter-supple loins as she steps forward and traces her fingers lightly over your armor." Sam locked her eyes on his and leaned closer, their lips almost touching as she moved her hand over his chest just as she'd described. "What is thy name, brave warrior?" she said in character, lilting her voice into a light purr. Steve swallowed hard. "E-Eldan Darkspear, Initiate of the 1st Winter, m-milady." She wondered if he still thought they were just roleplaying. He probably didn't have any idea what was really going on, or how incredibly wet his underaged gullibility was making her. "A strong name," Sam whispered, letting her lips brush ever so slightly against his cheek. "I shall have to think of a way to properly reward thee for thy...valor." "Mmmpph." Whatever he'd been planning to say was cut off as Sam covered his mouth with hers and tackled him to the floor. He pushed her off gently and squirmed away, scooting back on the floor until his shoulders thumped into her bed. Sam crawled after him like a stalking tigress. His resistance was only making her pussy hotter. "I-I am pledged to chastity, Milady," he stammered, sounding rather unsure of himself. "There is uncertainty in thy voice, young warrior." She slid up against him and sat in his lap, butting her tits lightly against his chin as she grabbed him around the neck. "There is no need for shame," she whispered in his ear. "Thou hast saved my life. By the right of blood and honor, my maidenhood is now thine." With that she pulled her shirt up and released her pert breasts right in his face. Steve blushed and turned his head away shyly, his hair brushing over one of her erect nipples. She could feel him hardening against her thigh even through both their pants. She looked down and noticed that the Jesus pendant had come out of his shirt again, and she tucked it back into his collar so that she wouldn't feel it watching her. Jesus could have his eternal soul as far as she was concerned, but right now Steve's cock belonged to her. "Oh, but thou are wounded!" She exclaimed, using it as a flimsy excuse to put her hand on his dick. Sam crawled down to straddle his knees, getting a bit of a shock when she saw the size of the bulge that was tenting the front of his pants. She felt a bit uncertain herself as she unbuttoned the trembling boy's fly. "At least allow me to comfort thee," she implored him, her searching hand closing around the thick, rigid length of his cock. It felt huge. She pulled it out and hefted it, feeling it throb gently in her hand. The skin was taut and warm. It had to be at least eight inches long and was almost as wide as her wrist. She wondered if it would even fit inside her. Sam tugged up and down on it slowly, watching as the shiny, bulbous head bobbed slowly in time with the boy's pulse. Steve was laying there slack-jawed and gasping. Whatever resistance he'd gathered seemed to have evaporated the instant she'd touched his cock. Sam realized she was salivating, and without even pausing to consider what she was doing, she sealed her lips around the firm, spongy head of his penis and took it slowly into her mouth. The broad shaft strained and pulsed against her tongue as she stretched her jaw to accommodate it. She was able to take him almost halfway down before she felt his glans nudging the back of her throat. Sam paused, enjoying the sensation of his fleshy presence filling her mouth as she breathed in his scent. It was a musky, intoxicating smell that was making her lightheaded and hornier than ever. Through playing around, Sam grabbed him by the thighs and started sucking, drawing her mouth up and down almost frantically over his cock as she applied all the suction she could muster. Steve's hips trembled violently, his soft groans mixing with the quiet sucking noises of her lips and tongue. She was just getting into it when she felt a sudden flood of thick, warm liquid jetting into her mouth. Steve went rigid, his dick lurching as squirt after squirt of his cum splashed against her tonsils and collected on the back of her tongue. Sam kept sucking as best she could. The bitter, salty taste was somewhat unpleasant, but not terrible. There was a lot of it though. Before she could decide what she wanted to do, it suddenly overflowed her mouth. A gush of semen escaped from around her lips and drooled down her chin before Sam managed to corral the rest and swallow it. Finally Steve's ejaculations finished and he relaxed, his body slumping against the side of her bed like his bones had turned to rubber. She continued to suckle at the head of his cock, enjoying the little gasping sounds he made in response. After a few minutes more she pulled back and looked down, seeing that both of their pants were smeared and spattered with pearly drips of cum. She imagined her chin was an even worse mess. Wiping the side of her mouth, she locked her eyes with his as she put her fingers to her lips and sucked them clean. He was breathing so hard that she began to wonder if he was having an asthma attack. Sam rose slowly in front of him, planting her feet on each side of his legs as she started to unbuckle her belt. "Now that my brave warrior is more at ease, perhaps he should find a more fitting sheath for his mighty sword..." He stared at her as she pulled open her fly and gave him a quick glimpse of her panties before turning around to wiggle her butt in his face. Sam couldn't wait to fuck him senseless, but something about teasing him was just too much fun to resist. Steve interrupted her by suddenly leaping to his feet and grabbing her around the waist. She gave a surprised squeak as he spun her around and pushed her backwards onto the bed, his face a mask of lust. Maybe she'd teased him a little too much. She definitely wasn't complaining though. Sam lay there meekly as he stepped out of his pants and then yanked hers down and off. He climbed on the bed and drove his face between her legs, nuzzling and kissing the trimmed pubic hair on her mons before pushing her legs open wide. A moment later he was on top of her. "Take me," Sam moaned, feeling the tip of his cock already pushing against the entrance to her pussy. It was going to be a tight fit. Before she could ask him to go slowly, he grunted and gave a strong thrust, his thick shaft spearing between her labia and stabbing deep into her body. She was so wet that he slid in almost to the hilt. Sam screamed as she felt him ripping into her, the mixed intensity of pain and pleasure triggering a small but immediate orgasm. A sudden look of anxiety appeared on Steve's face and he began to pull away. Sam grabbed his shoulders and locked her legs behind his ass, trapping him inside her. She felt the muscles in her vagina grasping at his cock in a futile attempt to adjust to his size. "Oh no. You aren't going anywhere. Fuck me, you bastard," she heard herself saying as he began moving inside her again. She was losing it. He was opening and stretching her further than anything she'd ever experienced. "Fuck me like I'm your fucking elven goddess," she panted. "Hammer me with your big fucking dick. Ohh fuck! Yes! Don't stop. Don't you fucking stop..." He was doing exactly as she asked, his balls slapping heavily against her ass as he fucked her with hard, deep strokes. It felt like she was getting pistoned by a tree trunk. Sam couldn't even talk anymore. She'd cum twice already and had seemingly lost all control of her body. All she could do was dig her fingers into his shoulders and sob for air as he drilled her into the softly creaking mattress. Then he pulled out of her, the sudden absence of his cock proving to be almost as much of a shock as when he'd first rammed it in. Sam watched breathlessly as he aimed his dick at her stomach and unloaded, the first spurt landing squarely between her tits. She flinched a little as she felt the hot liquid hit her skin, then relaxed as the rest of his orgasm sprayed out in decreasing volume all over her stomach and crotch, frosting her pubes with little white rivulets of cum. Steve knelt there panting, his slowly deflating cock pointing down between her thighs. Sam reached out and stroked it gently with her hand. She wanted him back inside her. Her pussy was swollen and sore, but seeing him cum had really turned her on. She pulled Steve down by the arms and kissed him, chasing his tongue with hers and sucking lightly on his bottom lip as she felt the weight of his penis against her leg. Just then a loud ringtone broke the silence. "Oh crap," Steve said, pulling away from her and scrambling for his backpack. "That's my mom." Sam lay on the bed, feeling his semen cooling on her body as she heard him stammer an explanation over the phone to his mother. Then he hung up and started getting dressed. "I gotta go." He said lamely. "Okay." Sam wiped herself off with the sheet and sat up, trying to ignore the painful twinges in her pussy as she stood and pulled her shirt back down over her tits. "That was probably enough to level you up," she commented as he gathered up his dice. "Thanks." He smiled bashfully. "I um, had a lot of fun." "Me too. How about another game tomorrow?" Sam asked, biting her lip coyly. He hung his head. "I can't, sorry. My mom would kill me if I missed Bible study. Uh, maybe next week?" "Sure. That'd be cool." She tried not to sound disappointed as she saw him to the door. "Give me a call, big guy. Don't be a stranger." She waved at him and he waved back shyly before walking off. Sam shut the door and ran to the bathroom for a quick shower. Her pussy felt bruised but still intact, seeming just a little looser as she gingerly tested it with her finger. She washed the last traces of sex from her body and stepped out to dry off, her body shivering appreciatively as she ran the towel over herself. God, she was such a slut. She dressed in clean clothes and refreshed her glitter lipstick, smacking her lips together softly as she wondered if she'd try sucking cock again soon. Probably. Just as with fucking, she'd ended up liking it a lot more than she'd anticipated. Maybe her old self had always unconsciously liked penis, or maybe she was just responding to the urgings of her new body. Either way, she had no intention of stopping now. She straightened her pigtails and wondered absently if Josh was home. A short while later she was standing in front of his apartment and knocking on the door. After a few moments it opened a crack and Josh peered out. He blinked, looking surprised to see her. "Hi," she said, smiling shyly. "Just thought I'd drop by. You're not busy, are you?" "N...no. Not at all." He stepped aside quickly and let her in, pushing his glasses up on his nose with nervous fingers. He smelled like aftershave and looked tidier than he had the other night. Had he been hoping that she'd come back? How cute. She was going to have to fuck him extra hard for that. She pushed him up against the door and kissed him on the lips before he even had a chance to close it. Her hands slid down his back and over his ass, feeling him jump a little as she grabbed his skinny butt and gave it a firm squeeze. "Miss me?" She asked. He nodded quickly, a slight blush appearing on his face. "Good." Sam let him close the door and trailed along behind him as he gave her a short tour of his place. His bedroom was tiny, barely large enough for his bed and computer. She sat down on the mattress as Josh put some music on and started showing her his cabinet full of anime DVDs. "I...I um, know a guy in Hong Kong who sends me a lot of stuff you can't find anywhere else," he said, his shyness seeming to fade as he focused on showcasing his collection. "The subs aren't always that great, but I can get them months before any retailers in the U.S. can for...um...a fraction of...uh...oh." Sam had begun peeling her clothes off while he was talking. She batted her eyelashes at him as she kicked off her pants and leaned back on the bed, now fully nude. Josh stared for a moment before dropping his eyes shyly to the floor. "Its okay," she said gently. "You can look all you want." Sam smiled and patted the sheet beside her. He came over and sat down by her feet, his hands dropping awkwardly to his lap. She was curious to see what he'd do now that he had a naked, willing girl lying on his bed right next to him. Wasn't that every lonely nerd's fantasy? She knew that her old self had spent many nights dreaming about that very thing. "I'm all yours, Josh." She murmured. "Don't be shy." She closed her eyes and waited. A moment later she felt the light touch of his hand on her ankle. He started rubbing her legs, his fingers shaking a little as they glided along her shins and over her lower thighs. She was surprised at how good it felt. Before long he had edged in closer on the bed and was gently rubbing her upper legs and hips. Sam just lay there and soaked up the attention. She was ready to let him do pretty much whatever he wanted to her, even if it was something nasty and perverted. *Especially* if it was something nasty and perverted. He explored upwards over her stomach, seeming to avoid getting too close to her pussy for the moment. That was fine with her. She wasn't in any hurry. She sighed contentedly as his hands found her breasts, her tits feeling at home in his circling hands as he squeezed and kneaded them firmly. Then the warm wetness of his mouth suddenly covered her nipple, and Sam gasped as he swirled the stiff nub with his tongue and sucked, the sensation causing piercing tingles to shoot through her body. His fingers brushed downward over her pubic hair, and she shivered as his hand went between her legs and started stroking the lips of her pussy. Josh moved up to give her a tentative kiss, his fingers still playing slowly over her vulva. He was making her so hot that she felt like she was melting, dissolving away into the sheets under the touch of his mouth and fingers. She moved her lips against his and moaned as he began kissing her with more confidence. His hands seemed to be everywhere on her body at once, caressing and exploring. He was sucking at her mouth and stroking the side of her face one moment, then squeezing her ass the next, then the next thing she knew he was rolling her nipples gently between his fingertips. Either he'd been studying up on the Kama Sutra, or he was more experienced at this than she'd thought. Sam wasn't exactly sure how it happened, but a few minutes later she found herself on her knees and elbows with her ass sticking up as Josh slowly ran his hands down along her spine, his mouth moving down her back with soft, wet kisses that seemed to electrify her skin. Then he reached the small of her back, and she felt his hands grip the cheeks of her butt and gently pull them apart. His lips touched the crack of her ass and she flinched, though more in anticipation than shock. Then she groaned and let her forehead fall to the bed as she felt his cool, slippery tongue begin flicking lightly against her sensitive asshole. It felt incredible. Every touch of his gently probing tongue wracked her with tiny shivers that she could feel in her clit and all the way up the back of her neck. "Ohh fuck yes. Lick me, you nasty fucker." Sam pushed her butt against his face, feeling his tongue slip inside her as the muscular ring of her anus began to relax. He kept licking eagerly, rimming and tonguing her ass until her pussy was so wet that she felt like she must have been dripping all over the bed. Then suddenly Josh rose and started pulling his clothes off. Sam buried her face in his pillow and poked her butt up in the air, offering it for whatever perverted use he had in mind. She wondered if he was going to try fucking her in the ass. She almost hoped so. Sam held her breath as she felt the tip of his cock rub slowly up and down over her pussy, sliding up and down between the cleft of her slick labia just enough to tease her without quite penetrating. She groaned in frustration and pushed against his dick. She wanted it so bad it was driving her crazy. She didn't care where he stuck it as long as she could feel it thrusting inside her. Then he started easing it in, and she grunted as his rigid cock pushed all the way into her cunt with one smooth thrust. She was still tender from the pounding she'd gotten earlier, the soreness and increased sensitivity making Josh's modest dick feel almost like another monster penis tearing into her. Josh started fucking her hard from behind. He seemed to sense how bad she needed it. She could feel him going in deep, his hairy scrotum bumping up against her clit as his dick rubbed her in all kinds of new and interesting ways. She was starting to understand why doggy style was so popular. Resting her weight on the pillow, Sam put her arms up behind her back for him to hold on to. She felt an intense thrill as he grabbed her by the wrists and started pulling her back into his thrusts, impaling her firmly on his cock. She was grunting and moaning his name when he suddenly let go and drove in deep, his hands grabbing her tightly by the waist. "C...cumming," he gasped. Sam clenched down on his cock as hard as she could. She felt it twitching inside her as he grunted loudly and gave a dozen slow, shuddering pumps, shooting his load deep inside her body. When he was finished he pushed all the way in again and rested there against her ass, his hands stroking her back gently. He still seemed as hard as ever, and after a minute Sam started circling her hips and grinding her body against him. "You like that, Josh?" She moaned, trying to prod him on. "You like cumming in my tight little pussy? I loved it. I love being your little fuckslut." He groaned in response and started thrusting again, his fingers gripping the curve of her hips. "Ohhh shit," Sam grunted. "That's it. Pound me harder, you nerdy fuck. Harder! Make me cum on your dorky fucking cock!" Josh growled and pushed her down into the mattress, banging away at her pussy like a rutting animal. His fingernails dug into her shoulders as his sweaty hips slammed mercilessly against her ass. He seemed to be taking years of pent up, bullied aggressions out on her, and Sam was loving every second of it. She squealed and bit the pillow as she fucked herself back at him, her cum-slicked cunt making wet sucking and squelching noises around his cock. A heavy, pulsing surge was rising in the pit of her belly and she felt like she was only moments away from one the biggest orgasms of her life. He was grunting loudly now, and Sam yelped as he suddenly grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head back sharply, fucking her with deep, spastic strokes like he was already cumming again. He tugged her pigtails harder, the tingles of pain and the jerking of his cock immediately driving her over the edge. She came with a loud whimper, a powerful orgasm shivering through her body as Josh lay there with his penis still buried inside her, his panting breath blowing hotly across her shoulder. His grip relaxed on her hair and he smoothed it gently, his touch seeming almost apologetic. Sam had fallen forward almost flat on the bed with his weight on top of her. She felt dazed, sore, and thoroughly fucked. After a few minutes Josh pulled his softening cock out of her and sat back on the bed, looking embarrassed and a little scared. He was still wearing his glasses. She crawled over to him and kissed him softly on the cheek. "Don't worry." She said, sliding her fingers through his hair affectionately. "That was really, really good." He put his arms around her, seemed rather less awkward than before. Sam could feel his cum oozing out from between her swollen pussy lips, and after a moment she took Josh's hand and guided it between her legs, letting his fingers rub over her gooey slit. "See what you did to me?" She looked him in the eyes as she brought his hand up and slowly licked his fingers, tasting the tangy mixture of their sex juices on his trembling hand. "Naughty boy." Sam lay there teasing him for a few more minutes before getting up and pulling her clothes back on, swaying unsteadily on her feet as she did. Maybe it was time for a break. She'd gone from getting zero dick to a lot of it in only two days and she was starting to feel worn out. "See you soon, Josh." She kissed him at the door and gave him a light smack on the butt. He stammered a goodbye, and she left. Her pussy gave a little twinge of protest whenever she took a step, but overall she was feeling pretty damn good. Tomorrow she'd rest, and then it'd be the weekend. And wasn't there a big anime convention in town next week? There was. She remembered reading about it a while back and wondering if it would be worth attending, but that had been before she'd woken up with tits one day and had her priorities somewhat shifted. Now she could think of a several new and exciting reasons to go. Anime Expo. Hordes of sex-starved nerds of all shapes, sizes, and genders packed together for three days under one roof. Sam felt a wicked grin spreading over her face. She had a feeling that she was going to be getting into a *lot* of trouble. ***************************************************************** Comments Welcome. christian562@gmail.com More at /files/Authors/Christian_Alan/www/ *****************************************************************