Here’s how it finally happened:After my girl, Alicia, got off her work early on Thursday, I went over to her apartment and we watched our 49ers kick...some St. Louis Ram butt on TV.I should explain that I am in a semi-open long-term relationship (just over 8 years) with a stud of a man, named John. We enjoy the occasional sexual company of one or more of four other men- three he knew before we committed, and one who was a fuckbuddy of mine. A couple of years ago, I talked to John about wanting to. His strokes against my ass were getting longer. I felt another sticky wetness on my leg and I knew it was from me. My body was responding fine to the pleasant sensations…Then I felt Jimmy's cock stretching the opening of my pussy. As he slowly impaled me, I came again, flooding his cock with my juices. Slowly he began to pump me. I began to ride up and down on his black monster dick. He slid easily into me because, I was very wet. I felt his hands massage my breasts. After my third orgasm Jimmy. I wasstunned! I was a girl! I thought I'd be upset about it, but I wasenthralled by my reflection. I was completely aroused. Denise said,"Come on Diane, let's get you dressed."She took me back to her office and handed me a bag. She said to put onthe clothes and shoes in the bag, and wear the dress that was hangingbehind the door. With that, she walked out. I looked in the bag and sawsilky, feminine under things. I took off my clothes and put on a pair ofblack bikini panties. It was. I was unable to stand it and excused my guests and went to bathroom and poured cold water on my dick to ease it. When I was bit relieved, I joined my guest but now I tried to remain away from Kiran. The party was over and guests started leaving. Shakil my new neighbor was last to leave. When they were going Kiran gave me her hand to shake with naughty smile and said “Uncle tum to abhi jawan ho aur handsome bhi”, and left immediately without waiting for my answer.I started thinking bout Kiran.