But it wasn't likereading it in a textbook, but more like a memory of my girl self's past- In this reality (I had started to think of my change as an ...lternatereality), I had started having my period at thirteen, and Dad hadactually given me the sex lecture more than a year ago. Curious, Ilooked further, and found that this girl I had become had some boy bandcrushes, but had not so much as kissed a real boy yet.However, I (as she) had "practiced" kissing with a girlfriend, andenjoyed it enough. " The girls stepped forward and squatted aiming at the boys erect cocks standing at attention. "The challenge starts. NOW! Good luck team Spunk, and team Hot Chops!" The girls simultaneously lowered their pussy lips onto the head of the cocks and stopped. As their teams called out encouragement. Elise, thankful for Chet's long cock as she didn't have to lower her hips as far. Feeling the throbbing head of his manhood between her pussy lips was making her feel light headed. Elise had always. Saliva splattered over her forehead and into her hair. "I knew you were a dirty fucking slut!" Her face went crimson with shame as the spit dribbled down into her eyes. "This is what you were meant for, isn't it?" Her eyes fluttered rapidly. "You want my cock bad, don't you bitch?" Her eyes went wide, the dark hazel irises stared up at me as spit clung to her lashes. "Yes Master, I want, need your cock!" I let go of her hair and undid my fly, my dick was hard,. I could make love to a married woman as myself. I didn’t have to pretend to be someone else. I rolled Xandra onto her back. She wasn’t the future I envisioned. Adelaide flashed through my mind, my beautiful, blonde princess. I loved Adelaide. Missed her so much.But not even she enchanted me as much as Xandra. Adelaide would never be my bride. Could never be. She had only been my lover.I kept wanting to deny our marriage, to tell Xandra she made a mistake, but I couldn’t. I wanted to love her..