You curse, your body on the verge of submission, powerless to his advances. The erotic feeling of vulnerability causes goose bumps to form across your...silky skin. A deep yearning to plead, to beg for him to take, each action torturously wicked. And then the touch. Teasing the intricate lace tops of your stockings, before rising up higher. You squirm, feeling the bite of the silk restraint bound around your wrists. The sensation of a ribbed leather bound handle being teased against your inner. Tiffany's mind went into overdrive trying to work out what was happening to her and this was confused even more when she felt a mouth clearly sucking hard on her cunt; so hard was this suction that she felt her insides being pulled out of her body; impossible I know but that is what she felt was happening.As she tried desperately to shut out all these assaults on her senses; her body began to react to the stimuli and she found her cunt flooding; her nipples becoming erect and her passions. I'mtransforming into a woman. A raven-haired, green-eyed long- nailed wenchwho's got a sassy pouty mouth and a bad (yet erotic) smoking habit. I try tomuster up some righteous anger, to pound on my locked door. But it's notthere. Was it ever? Oh, I also noticed something else, too: The aerolaesurrounding my nipples have widened and darkened. The nipples themselves haveswollen to twice their former male size, and are exquisitely sensitive. Theyalso stick out like pencil erasers. The sun is low. I stroked his cock back to its full 9” glory, and he rammed it into me from behind until we both had mind-boggling orgasms. What a great way to start the day, right?Needless to say, we were looking at a new world order in my house whenever my husband, Frank, was out of town on business and my son, Shane, was home from college. Shane decided he would keep my secret about fucking Frank’s boss, as long as he had free and constant access to me sexually whenever he was home and Frank was not. In.