Dickventures (Complete)

The gentle sounds of sleeping filled the air. It was long past midnight, and the two people were sleeping in bed together, wrapped close. At least, that’s what it looked like. Andrea glanced at Markus, his eyes closed next to him. She checked her phone. About an hour had passed, and he should be deep asleep now, especially after how she’d ravaged him tonight. All by design, of course. She slipped out of bed, leaving Markus asleep alone in his bed.  Right now she was wearing sexy red lingerie and a silken purple sleeping gown, her frizzy hair a bit of a mess. Stepping out through the front door she sent a quick text to Jeremy

||On my way to you.||

There was no response. She frowned slightly, increasing her pace until she barged into his room, knowing full well it was far enough from the bedroom that Markus wouldn’t be woken up.

“Jeremy, get up, it’s happening!”

The room was dark, except for a single computer screen lit up on the right. Sitting in front of it was an exact copy of Andrea, with a dick emerging from her crotch masturbating to 3d porn video of two futanaris having sex.  The other Andrea jumped from her chair, covering up her crotch and her tits with both hands

“Andrea! I was just…enjoying your body, I was trying to stay awake.”

“Did you finish?”

“I…uh… no.” 

Andrea gave her a smirk and walked up. She got on her knees and took Jeremy’s length in her mouth, giving him a fierce, quick blowjob to get it over with. The false Andrea leaned back in the gaming chair with a bit of a smile, her bottom lip quivering. 

“F…hell…Andrea, you…”

Without giving him a break Andrea pushed him over the edge, and Jeremy came in her mouth. Continuing to suck and at the same time drink without any issue. The false Andrea let out a big moan, touching and rubbing her nipples, squeezing them and just loving the feeling altogether as her climax unloaded within her true self. As she came down from it, the real Andrea pulled back and wiped some of the cum from her face.

“Thank you.” Andrea muttered.

 “You can make it up for me by getting it done.”

“Are you really going to do this, Andrea?” 

“Yes. They tested it, it worked fine, and no way in hell am I not going to try being Markus’s dick. Apparently it’s incredibly erotic as well. Now, all you have to do is be horny, come on to him and he’s gonna crack like he always does and ravage you…using me.” Andrea poked the false Andrea’s penis.

“Put it away, and get dressed.” She stepped out of her nightgown and got out of her lingerie, passing them over to her doppelganger who then put it on afterwards. “I mean, he is going to figure out what’s going on eventually. Wait, he’s gonna know I, me, uh, Jeremy isn’t here.”

“Oh, Jeremy? You forgot about his nerd convention, nerd zone, nerd whatever he went off today? He’ll be back, he’s just spending his time in some overpriced plastic crap for his bedroom.”

“Hey, they’re nice figurines! Pristine quality too!” Andrea crossed her arms and frowned at her real self. 

 “Yeah, yeah, It’s not about them, it’s about just making up an excuse on the spot. Don’t talk too much, be horny, that’s all you have to do. And if he doesn’t budge, I’ll start firing him up from the inside. This really shouldn’t be hard.”

‘So what, when you’re in, how are we going to communicate?”

“What even needs to be said? I’m a dick, you’re me, when he’s filled you up I’ll let him know from the inside.”

“How are you even going to get out of that thing?”

Andrea gave her double a bit of a smile. “Oh I had a little thing sorted out for me. Don’t worry about that. Just go out there, press me over his dick, and sleep next to him.” 

 Andrea held up a skinsuit in her hand that she showed off to him. It was a pair of balls and a large shaft, a perfect copy of Markus’ normal proportions. The back end where it would attach to the body was empty though. Andrea fit her foot into the suit, feeling it stretch with ease to take her entire leg inside it as it stretched to the floor. Slipping in her other leg, she then crouched down into the skin and at the same time lifted up her hands. 

As the entire thing stretched over herself she pushed both sides of the skin together, and as they made contact they seemed to merge together, shutting tight behind her. The bloated skin seemed to equalise and reshape itself into a massive, disconnected human sized cock and balls. Andrea stepped back somewhat as she watched the process go down, gazing at the massive thing taking shape. As the dick was complete, it began to somehow shrink down further and further into a regular sized dick. Well, it was still impressive, but so was Markus’. 

“Whoa…that’s…I did not expect it to go like that.” Andrea lifted the limp cock off the ground, and as she touched it it went entirely erect within a second. And then limp again, and then right back to looking as if it was about to burst. 

“Are you okay in there, should I get you out?”

The cock suddenly ejaculated, and Andrea had to point it at the ground to stop it from hitting his computer screen. 

“Uuuuh, is that a yes or a no. Does cumming mean yes?” Another stream splattered across the floor.

“Okay. Got it. Do you want to get out….nothing, okay, so a no. Do you want to proceed?” On cue, a squirt of cum blasted from the tip. 

“Okay, just…don’t move or cum when I put you on, we don’t want to wake him up.” Another positive response. Andrea looked at the cock in her hands…examining it, feeling it…and then she grabbed it and slid the shaft down her mouth. Not only did it look exactly the same, it sure smelled and tasted the same. She lifted it up, slightly, licking just the tip. The dick came in her mouth, but only once.

“I’ll take it if you like it then.” She continued to lick the tip. “Well, let me transport you to Markus in a fun way, then.” She lowered her panties and slid the real Andrea inbetween her moist labial libs, moaning loudly for a moment. Pulling it back up, Andrea walked back to her bedroom where  Markus was still wide asleep, lying on his side. 

Like a kinky version of operation, Andrea sat down on the bed next to him, retrieving the cock from her nethers and giving it a final teasing lick. Then she very carefully pulled down Markus’s pants and underwear, getting out his cock very slowly. She then grabbed the false dick and pushed it against Markus’s. Like it was meant to fit on top of it, the seemingly solid false shaft slid over Markus’s with ease. She checked that it was all fitted into place, and then it looked as if nothing had actually changed at all.

“Did it work?” She whispered, quietly. Markus’s cock went erect and held like that. “Okay, last chance to get out, just in case, do you want me to get you out?” 

The penis went completely limp in response. “Good night Andrea.” She pulled up Markus’s underwear and pants, and then lay down next to him nervous and a bit excited for tomorrow.

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Markus let out a bit of a yawn and stretched himself. As dawn had come, he could suddenly feel something wet in his underwear. 

“Huh?” He glanced down, seeing his underwear slightly stained with cum. “Must have had a very sexy dream or something. That’s been ages.” He leaned in and kissed Andrea, who woke up as well. “Good morning dear.”

“Morning Markus. Did you sleep well?” Andrea leaned in and groped Markus’s crotch which got a visible response from him. She made sure to really massage it, even though within a second he was fully erect, leaking drops of semen from his tip. Andrea made sure to grasp the tip, still surrounded in his pants and rub it.

“I’ve slept fine…” He kissed her on the cheek. Markus crawled out of bed, Andrea awkwardly staying behind for a moment before getting up as well.

“Well, now that you’ve slept, it’s time for more sex then.”

“Yeah, dear, hold on. I’m starving. After I get my sausage, you get your sausage.” He winked at her as he stuffed his dick into his pants, struggling someone as it refused to go down.

“Need a hand with that big boy?”

“Whatever.” Markus awkwardly pushed it down and headed downstairs, flanked by his wife. “It’s really sensitive somehow today, just eager to keep going on his own. I’m not even horny right now. Well, that horny. Ya know what I’m saying.”

“How about a quickie then? Get all that sensitivity out of you.”

“After breakfast, dear. I’m starving for some bacon and eggs.” Markus stepped into the elevator and she followed.

“Sorry. I tried.” Andrea said out loud.

“Tried what?” Markus turned to her with a raised eyebrow.

“Tried to have sex with you, dear.” She gave him an awkward smile. Markus glanced at her for a second, and then chuckled. “What else is new, Andrea?” He leaned in and pushed her against the wall, kissing her on the cheek and embracing her. His loins were on fire, his dick straining against the fabric of his underwear and his pants, slightly uncomfortably. Andrea did her best to kiss him back and reached around to grope his ass while stimulating his dick more and more hoping that he would fall to her seduction. The makeout session was interrupted by a ding and the elevator doors opened.

Markus broke up the embrace to both the Andrea’s disappointment.

“So dear, how would you want your eggs today?”

“Uh, whatever, anything’s fine really.” She grumbled, trying to do her best to play her role even when she knew it was at best, half baked unlike the breakfast

“Omelette time, then.” Markus headed into the kitchen and started grabbing what he needed. He always found it relaxing to make his own breakfast, even though as he was going through the process his dick was still rock hard and dripping.

 “Oh come on already!” He ignored his hornyness for the moment, eager to get through breakfast and then plough his wife with a lot of fury. At times he touched his dick, and it seemed to almost twitch with joy when he did it. He kept his attention to his cooking, just to make sure he wouldn’t screw it up.

Andrea meanwhile sat at the breakfast table reading through the newspaper like Jeremy would, in the moment having forgotten that Andrea didn’t really care for them. Even worse, she was idly playing with her hair on the left side which was another one of Jeremy’s things he liked to do whenever he had long hair.

Markus turned back to her omelette focussing on getting a good flip, and with the egg halfway in the air he creamed in his pants, soiling his underwear completely with how much. “OH FUCKING HELL!”

“What? What is it dear?” Andrea leaned forward, trying not to smile at Markus’s misfortune.

“Did I just…” Markus glanced down at his pants and pulled them forward to see his underwear stained in semen. “For fucks sake, I just…came.”

“Huh, that’s new. Were you thinking of me, dear?”

“No…I mean, yeah, uh, no I was just trying to pay attention to the…” Markus glanced back, seeing that Andrea’s omelette was about to go too far and quickly moved to get it on a plate and serve it to her with bacon. As he got started on his own, he came again.

“Damn it, what the hell is this!” Out of frustration he slapped his penis that persistently just bounced up, now getting hot, sticky and leaky. 

“Maybe if we bang it will get it out of it’s system”

“Not now, dear, I’m trying to fucking have breakfast without ruining my underwear, damn it.” Markus started  to get through the process of making his omelette, getting some eggshell in it because he was hurrying  through the process before his pants were totally ruined. For the moment at least his erection finally let up. While it was annoying to have his underwear this sticky, he was going to get through breakfast and then switch clothes to start his day…after having sex with his wife, of course. 

He sat down next to Andrea and chowed through his breakfast. As he did, he could feel himself get hard again. “Oh come on, I’m not even done…” And just like that, he went flaccid. Markus raised an eyebrow, and glanced down at his own pants. Another glance at his penis revealed nothing out of the ordinary.

He could hear Andrea giggle, but then as he turned to the right she was stone faced as she read the paper.

“Hmm? Your penis again?”

“Yeah.” 

Markus finished breakfast, and the moment he stood up he was hard again.

“I really think you should let her out of her cage.”

Markus glanced back at her. “I’m pretty sure my dick is a he, dear, can’t get any more male than a dick. “ He put his plate on the counter and then dropped his pants, glancing down at his hard erection.

“Finally.”

Markus glanced at Andrea, but her mouth didn’t make the word at all. He frowned at her.

“Allright, fess up.”

“What?”

“Fess up. You did something to my dick, didn’t you? Did you get RnD to make something to prank me?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about dear, now let’s get to it.” Andrea undressed quickly, baring her breasts before him, as she was finally getting to the part she had been hoping to get to all morning. 

Markus embraced her and she slid her pussy onto his dick which twitched heavily, well lubricated with plenty of semen Again, it was very sensitive and erotic, but Andrea wasn’t staring at a horny Markus. While horny as hell and eager to go, the frustrated glare on his face definitely overpowered any of that. 

Andrea let out a nervous giggle. “Something wrong, dear?”

He grabbed Andrea by her neck and dug into her skin. With surprising roughness he yanked off the mask revealing Jeremy’s face underneath.

“Oh…uh, uh… hi.”

“You want to be my wife? Fine. Get on your knees.” He pushed down on his shoulders, watching as the bimbo woman with a male head complied. Immediately he rammed his shaft down Jeremy’s throat, smiling as he could see Andrea’s breasts shake with every thrust he did. He was being firm, but not rough as he grabbed the back of Jeremy’s head and pressed it onto his pulsating, almost quivering shaft. It felt different but somehow…it was right. Sliding in and out of his throat, sometimes pulling out to rub it in his face while Jeremy used Andreas hands to masturbate her body, one hand in her slit and another playing with her bimbo tier tits.

Markus came, moaning loudly as he came in a sort of explosion where he could swear he could hear Andrea let out husky moans of pleasure as well. As he shot his load, it didn’t stop. Jeremy pulled free from his dick to cough up some of his sperm while Markus just kept on going. He aimed his dick at the ground, slightly concerned over Jeremy as the climax seemed to last way longer than usual. It was hard to focus even though he tried his best as ripples of pleasure reverberated from his crotch. He fell onto his knees, as his ejaculation kept going and going adding onto a semen puddle on the floor. 

“Jeremy, what the fuck did you do? The fuck…end! End!”  As if on command his dick stopped and went flaccid within a second. Markus glanced at Jeremy, sitting there still suited as his wife from below the neck.

“All right! Now, where’s Andrea! And what did you do to me?”  Markus paused, and realised both questions may have the same answer. It definitely seemed like something she would do, after all.

“Dear. What…the hell are you doing?” He grasped his flaccid dick and lifted it up.

“Hi dear.” Her voice rang out in his mind, clearly. 

“…what. You can’t be serious.” 

.

His shaft erected itself with an inhuman speed. 

“Newest innovation I requested from RnD. Its multi multi-suiting, limited to one section of the body. I have replaced your dick, and let me tell you it feels amazing. It’s so sensitive here, it’s like my whole body being stimulated all at the same time. It’s so weird being blind but I can hear, feel and smell just fine, better than fine. And I do love the smell of your dick, well, my body now. In fact, I’m pretty sure I can sense and notice a lot more hanging in your pants than you do, dear.”

“That’s…well that’s something. Happy that you’re happy, now can you please get out?”

“Nah, we’ve barely started, I want to know how other orifices feel to fuck. Especially pussy!” His dick twitched again, sending another jolt of pleasure into Markus. “You’ve got to try this out, Markus, it’s so sexual, so much fun! “

“Yeah, uh, dear. Sure. I don’t think there’s much fun in…this…that. Whatever. Why would you want to be a dick, you can’t really do much but cum and hang out while someone else drags you around…” Markus abruptly paused. “Okay, I can see why you would enjoy that.”

“Above all, it’s that I’m a part of you that makes this so lovely. I AM your dick! I really am! I love you Markus.”

With an awkward pause, Markus looked down at his dick and said “I love you back…but can you please leave, I have to head into work today.”

“I’m staying right where I’m at, I’m not giving this up yet! Who needs legs, you can be my legs for me!”

“I’m not going to work with you like this! I can’t, that’s ridiculous. My wife as my own dick, in the middle of important meetings? Please, that’s ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous!”

“Now that the prank is over I can behave just fine, dear.”

“And you’re going to be happy being limp for hours on end listening to me at work while you hang around in my underwear?”

“Yes.”

“…you don’t go hard in public, you dont soil my underwear and if I tell you to go down you stay the hell down.”

“Oh thank you Markus. I love you!” His cock twitched and shot another squirt of cum on the floor. 

“Don’t do that, please. And when you do it, do not keep it going like that. Cumming that much actually became uncomfortable for me.”

“Anything else?”

“If you break even a single rule I am never, EVER letting you do this again.”

“And if I keep to them can I be your dick whenever I want?”

“If that makes you happy…” An awkward sigh followed. “Yes. But it’s weird!  How can you even want this?”

“Because I get to be a part of you, dear. I can’t get closer to you than this…and also, I’m the best part of you as well! You have no idea how much my entire body…your dick just feels so amazing! I” Markus scratched the back of his head. This was definitely crazy, but at the same time, if she could actually handle herself, he could work with it. It would at least keep her occupied.

“Jeremy. Get on Andrea’s work suit and her work clothes. I’m going to need you to cover for the woman in my dick.”

“Oh..okay. sure. I’m sorry about what happened, Markus…”

“That was my wife going too wild…and that’s why I love her. You did okay impersonating her, but she never reads the newspaper or plays with her hair like you.”

“Right, damn, I should’ve thought of that.”

“Let’s get dressed. Come on.” Markus handed the mask of Andrea back to Jeremy who scrambled to put it back on. His hair compressed into Andrea’s form with her pale face, freckles and very frizzy hair. His eye colour shifted from brown to Andrea’s icy blue.

“Wait though.” The false Andrea spoke up. “I’ve never been your secretary before.”

“Neither has she.” He pointed downwards. “Just look official and well dressed and go yes mister Creneth and no mister Creneth. Get some coffee…maybe keep some notes. That’s all.”

“Okay, I can do that.”

“Besides since you’re Andrea people will be drawn to your tits so they won’t pay too much attention. Now come on, let’s go. There’s work to be done.”

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Markus Creneth walked into his office, flanked by his secretary, Andrea Lencroft. Or well, someone pretending to be the woman who pretended to be his secretary, at least. 

Andrea sat down at the elaborate desk in front of the entrance to Markus’s office, and started looking over her work. She started up her PC and immediately typed in “What does a secretary do?” on google, taking to her task to get familiar with her job. From what she could see, Andrea had kept a list of appointments, filled with snarky comments to each. As well as creatively adding in listings for different sex scenarios to specific dates.

“Okay Jeremy, remember, you’re a hot chick, if you mess up it’s forgiven because you’ve got big tits, big tits and a pretty face. Just think straight, do your job.”

She couldn’t help but grope herself, the idea of being a woman in public still being a pleasurable thrill. All of this just felt so right, and Andrea’s body was of course one of the most desirable since she was designed that way. How many men would long to be with her right now?

“Well, some things don’t change, at least.” 

Andrea bolted upright, glancing at Markus who smiled at her. “Enjoying yourself?”

“Yeah, uh, I guess I am a bit distracted. Just, this whole thing.”

“Don’t worry, your sex appeal serves as a distraction to anyone. And no one’s really looking intently at you outside of that.” He patted her on the shoulder.

“How is the real me?”

Markus waited a moment, and then in his own mind Andrea responded with a  quick “Great, we should do this all the time, have Jeremy be the secretary so you don’t have to bitch at me any more.”

“She’s happy, but thinks you should take over as my secretary instead of her.”

“Uh…let’s just see how I do today before we talk about such things.”

“Right. Just try to stay confident in what you’re doing.”

“Yeah, uh, that’s not really me, Markus, you know that.”

“I’m sure you’ll do fine, it’s just one day and then I’m kicking her out.” He could feel himself get hard, a bit of a defiant objection from downstairs. 

“Let’s see, did I have any appointments for today?

“Right…lunch with your father at one, and a meeting with “some ass named Stevinson at 9.”

Markus sighed as he could hear his wife giggle. “Please clean up my appointments from her snarky comments, please. Just in case.”

Andrea nodded. 

“I’m going to catch up on the morning news before Stevinson gets here. Don’t let him waltz in,make sure he waits out here for me to go get him.”

“Okay, okay! I can do this, I can do this.” Andrea breathed in and out trying her best to look calm. Markus leaned over and gave her a quick kiss, finding himself to have gone rock hard instantly.

“I wouldn’t have let you do this if I didn’t think you could do it. Remember, you don’t really need to act, just be yourself and no one is going to call you out for being fake.”

“Okay.”

You should let him get introduced to the fact that he’s a secretary with benefits.

Markus paused for a second, mulling over the thought that filled his mind. 

“Would you prefer to get bent over my desk, or would you rather just sit here getting ready till Stevinson is here.”

Andrea blushed but shook her head. “I’m not in the mood right now.”

Pussy

You’re a dick dear, you don’t have any ground to stand on.

Well I’m horny and there’s no other holes available right now are there?

You’re always horny, so what else is new? Besides, I have something available, give me a moment.

What?

“I’ll see you in a bit, and remember, everytings going to be fine.” Markus gave her a head pat and then walked back into his office. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out his key ring and reached down underneath his ornamental luxury wooden desk. 

He unlocked a hidden box, and then pulled out what seemed to be a high class onahole, with silicon pussy lips with stitched hair and just below it a tight asshole. 

“I can feel you getting aroused, what did you get?”

Markus unzipped his trousers, and rubbed his bulge somewhat. His dick strained against the fabric of his underwear, begging to be set free. 

Let me out! I need it! I want to fuck it, I can smell the silicone!

“I guess this is our foreplay now, not that we’ve ever done too much of that. “ Markus tugged at the band to glance down at his penis. He couldn’t see anything out of the ordinary, but he knew very well that his crazy, horny wife was contained within it. It twitched again, sending a jolt of sexual pleasure through his body. 

Stick me in, you know you want to, use me, use me, use me Markus!

 He dragged a finger along the shaft, feeling it just as if it was his own yet at the same time he could hear Andrea moan which made it even more erotic somehow.

“Is that good for you?”

Fap me already, dear. Don’t give me literal blue balls! Jack me off like there’s no tomorrow.

Markus smiled, and put his hand around his tip, pulling back the foreskin on his throbbing, leaking penis. With the other hand he cupped and massaged his own balls as he began to masturbate. His mind filled with moans, and enticing mental sounds from his wife for more, more, MORE! 

I can smell it clearly, Markus, stick me in it, do I have to keep nagging?

Markus slid his twitching, leaking erection into the onahole’s vagina and moaned along with his mental wife (in both meanings) 

In between moans and giggles, Andrea muttered a subtle “I love you.”

“I love you too, you crazy, crazy woman. Being my dick? Who the hell can even think of such a thing.”

You’ve got to try it, we’ll switch places later!

“Oh hell no, dear, no no, never. Gah, I don’t even want to think about it.” Markus slid her deep inside the pussy and held her there. “I will tolerate this for you, fine, and maybe it’s fun, but I am never even going to try that.”

Maybe not now…but later I know I can you have sliding into my dick, I know it!

“Whatever.” Markus pulled out, glancing down at his throbbing erection that was heavily dripping.

“We’re on a schedule, dear, can you please finish in the other hole so I can get to work?”

Ugh, fine.

Markus thrust his transformed wife into the silicon asshole, pushing it tightly on his dick and making sure that he pushed down as hard as iI could to make it even more tighter as he put all his force into thrusting into it. The two lovers moaned, both of their bodies and minds in sync as Andrea climaxed, squirting load after load into the onahole until it leaked at the side. Markus sighed, breathing heavily while in his mind his wife was just moaning and screeching and laughing all at the same time.

As he came down from the high, Markus pulled out from the onahole and stuffed his dick in his pants. “You’ve had your fun, now you get to hang out in my pants all day when I get work done. And if you’re bored I can dump you out and you can just go right home.”

Hell no, I’m just getting started!

“Right.” Markus rubbed his crotch tenderly as a sign of affection and then quickly cleaned up his and his wife’s mess, getting ready for the first meeting of the day.

Markus had spent time sharing a body with Andrea and Jeremy before but this was different. All the while he was doing his work she was doing her ultimate roleplay…hanging out in his underwear. She talked to him from time to time when things were more quiet, and during the more boring parts of meetings she would usually have some snarky comments to say about participants that only Markus could hear clearly in the back of his mind.

Far than expected to be just a favour to his wife, this absurd setup had a symbiotic nature to him. He even used her to help remember things for later like she did when she was playing his assistant. All in all, both were having a good time

And then he had to pee.

And then he remembered his current circumstances.

And then he got awkward about it.

Markus…I can feel it, can’t you too. You need to go, so let’s just do it.

In the solace of his own office he spoke out loud in response.

“No. You get out first, and then I’ll do it and you can go back in.”

Don’t be such a pussy, just do it! What do you even think is going to happen? Your dick exploding?

Markus paused. “I just don’t want you getting into all that piss stuff. It’s uh…not my thing. At all. It’s one of the things I don’t want anything to do with and I don’t want you…”

I promise you I won’t do any of that. You really are worried about that, aren’t you? Well there’s a lot more ideas we have to try out outside of that.

“Fine…” He sighed deeply and walked to his private bathroom. Slowly he unzipped, pulled out his semi flaccid dickwife and did his business. When it was done he glanced down in anticipation.

“And?”

It was okay. Part of the life of being your big fat meaty cock, nothing more than that. Now that you’re here, time for a quickie. 

Markus got rock hard, aroused once again as his own penis stimulated him. He was going to protest but soon wrapped one hand around his lover and began to masturbate her with deep strokes, aiming his shaft right at the urinal. His wife’s thoughts turned incoherent with joy once again, moans and encouragements racing through his mind. The two of them merged in pleasure as Markus’ semen splattered against the fine porcelain.

Markus laughed in joy, a bit of worked up tension finally released out. With that handled at least he put her back in his pants.

You know, we shouldn’t just have sex with Jeremy. I want you to stick me in a complete stranger, someone who doesn’t know I’m your big fat dick!

“No, dear, that’s not happening.”

Not as yourself, I know, I know. But I have an idea….

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It was long past midnight when the man woke up. Sleeping next to him was a beautiful African American woman with a large afro and a firm ass and tits, her arms wrapped around him. Gently he pushed away from her getting up.

Large, broad shouldered, muscular and lantern jawed, his dark skin a similar shade to hers, he looked to be a real alpha male. Memories entered his mind of the previous evening’s sex session with Felicia and he smiled. Heading to her bathroom he closed the door and turned on the lights, examining himself in the mirror, flexing his muscles a bit.

Then he began to stroke his length which suddenly burst to life instantly going erect.

“Well, there you go dear. Now tell me, how was it?” He glanced down at his tip while gently rubbing one out with his shaft aimed into the toilet

Everything I wanted it to be. I feel incredible, I love you so much Markus. I love it!

“I love you too, you crazy, crazy woman.” 

A few minutes later he climaxed his load into the toilet, flushed it and then went back to bed, with his one night stand none the wiser about what really happened inside the extremely handsome man that picked her up in the club last night.