1. Becoming My Girlfriend


    Date: 3/20/2016, Categories: Shemales, Author: lana100, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    mind like a hammerstroke, and he threw back the covers, revealing cream-colored, soft skin. Between his legs, he could see a wet female mound! It wasn't an erect cock he was feeling, but an engorged vagina, its walls coated in pussy cream. His cleft was oozing his juices between his thick, parted labia, and they had run into the crack of his ass, forming a wet spot on his sheets. He moaned as his vagina throbbed again, and he cupped his mound, trying to stop the aching, empty feeling between his legs, a huge contrast to the throbbing hardness of his dream! Allison stared at the morning light out of her motel window, grunting as her hand blurred up and down her thick cock, and ropes of semen burst out! She aimed her spurting cock at her mouth again, and drank eagerly of the jism. "U...U...UMMMFFFFFFF!!!" Bernard had just enough time to clutch a pillow to his face as his back arched and he came, his slick folds throbbing and pulsing, his cream flowing freely out between his thighs, enlarging the wet spot on his bed! His wet labia pulsed and twitched, his swollen, pearly bud tingling as his canal flexed and contracted, desperately seeking a male member to coax make jism out of, and fertilize the dark inner recesses of his womb! He panted as the flexing and throbbing died down. God, what an alien feeling. And so messy! As pleasurable as it was, it was too foreign a sensation to his male mind. He couldn't wait to return to his normal self. A sudden stab of fear caused him to bolt ...
    upright, anxiously surveying his sweaty body and the wet, relaxing mound between his legs. For several minutes he waited, and with a sigh of relief, he saw no change. Then why had he came? He flushed. The dream, of course. While his female mound was unwanted, his male mind was still aroused by it. Allison stared at her body. Why wasn't it changing! No! She was so close! Then she breathed a sigh of relief, and smacked her forehead. The talisman! She had forgotten to don the cock ring! Fuck! She glanced at the clock. She was spent now, but she'd do it again later. And this time, properly. Bernard's body would be hers! Bernard glanced at his clock. Good, he hadn't slept the morning away. He had another lecture that morning, and he didn't plan on missing it, misplaced cock or not. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and got off, his wet mound leaving a trail of wetness on the sheets. He cleaned himself up, and then looked at the panties that he had left on his desk last night. He dismissed the pink satin and black lacy panties as being slightly too girly, even given the circumstances, and picked up the white cotton panties with red hearts. He stepped into them and pulled them up, the soft fabric gliding over his soft skin. He pulled them up over his hips and the panty gusset clung to his mound, outlining it. He looked at himself in the mirror. Just looking at them, one would be hard-pressed to guess they were covering a man, just a thin-hipped woman. It felt comfortable, ...
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