Date: Sat, 7 Nov 2020 06:25:35 -0600 From: Ken Hooker Subject: Drop Dead Diva story for the Magic SciFi section Drop Dead Diva As always dear readers, please contribute to Nifty to keep the site free! My name was Kevin and normally I am about 5ft. 10, around 250 with light brownish red hair and greenish blue eyes. I am pretty hirsute, but still fairly fit for a 50-year-old guy. My wife Janet stood about 5 ft. 5. Weighed in at around 150. She had long dark brown hair with the darkest brown eyes and a sexy demeanor that always made me feel like the luckiest guy to have married such a sexy girl right out of college. Even at 50 years old, I thought Janet was still sexy, fit, even if carrying a few more pounds than she did at college! She carried it very well, unlike me, who now had a beer belly, and a nice bald spot forming on the crown of my head. At least I was not going totally grey like so many other guys. With the three day labor day weekend coming up, we decided to take Friday off and take a trip over to the coast to drink in some beach time sunsets, margarita's, and spend quality time with just each other, no kids, no phones, and plenty of surf, sun and fun! It's really too bad we never made it to the hotel we booked Thursday after work. You see, after work on Thursday, we quickly threw all our prepacked items into the car and started out on our eight-hour travel plan to the hotel. It was about 11pm at night and I was starting to get pretty tired when I missed the turnoff, tried to correct, but in my drowsy state and slowed reflexes from being a 50 year old guy instead of a 20 year old guy, we crashed into guardrail and the car spun dramatically throwing us about until we lurched over the embankment and dropped 15 ft into the cold water of the river underneath. Water rushed into the damaged car, and I could see that Janet was unconscious. I started to panic, but then remembered our training from our diving and rescue days and started to free our belts, while searching for something to smash the window so we could swim to safety. The water was incredibly cold which jolted Janet awake as it rushed through the broken window. The car was sinking much faster now, so we both gasped a big breath and we tried to swim through the window. The cold water closed about us in a dark, frigid embrace. The current was stronger than I anticipated. With Janet in tow, I struggled to reach the surface against a force so great that it drove us against the bottom and then up onto a rock so that I was able to orient myself to try to swim us to safety. My chest was pounding with my heartrate sending red flashes through my vision. My chest, while pounding, also felt constricted at the same time due to a lack of oxygen and I knew we only had a few seconds more to break the surface before we ran out of air. I saw light up above us and swan frantically towards it. I felt a hand grasp my own and lift me with great strength upwards while I struggled to maintain my grip on Janet. The world blurred and I think I passed out. I awoke with a start and felt completely relaxed, calm and, well, good. I could feel Janet lying next to me and then felt her also start awake. Turning to greet her thinking we would be in a hospital, I saw we were in a nice clean hotel room....wearing what I would call long bed clothes. Standing over us was a guy who for any better description looked like that kid from Princess Bride who had the story read to him by his Grandfather. "I'm so sorry. I really messed up! I pulled you out before you died and now, I just found out that you were supposed to survive! Shit. Shit! SHIT! I am so fucked right now! I need to get you guys back into bodies, but yours are now dead....maybe I can put you into other bodies that are about to die and you can take over and it will be good again! Will that be OK?" he said in an obvious panic. "What the hell is going on here buddy!? Who the hell are you and why are we in freaking bed clothes? Well? Damnit man can you answer me!?" I started to yell. "Easy with the cursing and saying that place! The big guy will hear you and if he does, he knows about you and my mistake and it's all over! I can fix it! I am the angel of mercy and I took you out of your bodies early thinking to save you some pain. You're currently in Limbo, that place between Heaven and ....you know, down below....My names Amenadiel and I can put you back into bodies that are younger, in love with each other and still do the stuff you did! Let me fix this PLEASE!?" He almost begged. OK. Fine with me, as long as you don't screw this one up as well and make us some twisted weirdos or drug abusers or criminals! Just freaking fix this you . . .you...wait...Amenadiel...the angel? Like from Church and that sitcom? Umm, I hate to break it to you numbskull....He is a big black dude and your some little white kid! I have little faith you can fix this if you think you're him!" I snarled at the end at him while Janet put her hand on my arm to slow me down and said, "Honey. I am sure this guy is just trying to do his best with a bad situation. Don't get your panties in a bunch and relax. Let this angel do his job and get us back to our lives. Can you really make us young again or wealthy or in a well-paying management position at least? I appreciate your trying to fix the problem so we will comply and be happy you can give us anything at all." She smiled at him and I saw how well she soothed the situation over and made him less nervous. "OK. I am sorry I was such a jerk. You do what you need to do, and we will be happy to just be alive! But yeah, younger sounds nice too! Just so long as we are still together is really all that matters to me!" I said in as soothing and calmly as I could. "Great! lay back and this will be over in just a minute! You will wake up in your new lives at home on ...let's see...today is Friday, so perfect. You still have a weekend to get used to the new you!" Amenadiel said excitedly as we slipped into a deep sleep. ****The Awakening**** I awoke in bed, feeling refreshed, warm and slightly euphoric, while luxuriating between sheets and stretched, lifting my arms above my head. I felt my chest move disconcertingly as my arms brushed through long strands of hair, my legs felt smooth against the sheets making me gasp as I realized that everything felt so ...'alien' and then I heard my voice, which was not my normal voice and I sat up quickly looking around to see I was in a light purple room with lacy curtains. I felt a weight on my chest move as long strawberry hair cascaded over my face. I realized I was not in a man's body, but in a Woman's body! That's when I recalled the angel, the car wreck and everything that had just happened and said out loud, "Mother fucker! Put me in a woman's body because I was pissed at you fucking up at your job!? I am going to kick your ass if I ever see you again!" I rose up, put on a pair of panties, a bath robe that stopped just past my ass, thinking, 'damn always thought this look was hot on Janet several years ago, but now I know why she was always cold!'. Heading out of the bedroom and into the kitchen of the small apartment, I started coffee....kind of surprised I 'just knew' where everything was. When I searched my feelings, I could tell that I had called in a vacation day today which was Friday and that Johny and I had been partying last night doing . . . COCAINE!?!?! Damn that Amenadiel was pissing me off...we said no drug users! Oh, man, was he pissing me off.....Where was Janet, I wondered. There was another bedroom, but the door was closed and I just knew it was not Janet in there...Looking around, There was no sign of a party, not any drugs anywhere and as far as I could tell, my body did not have any addictions, so maybe that angel had taken care of all that? I grabbed a coffee and headed back into my room to explore what and who I was. Looking around, I found my purse that said I was Kandi Hooke, 28 years old, 5ft. 4 inches, 125 pounds, strawberry hair with green eyes. My closet was divided into 2 groups....the left side was all slacks, blouses, low heeled ankle boots. What I thought of as 'work attire'. The right side was dresses, skirts, revealing tops and tall heels...what I thought of as 'club or date attire'. I looked at them thinking, 'wow, I have some slutty outfits! But with this body, I bet I look delicious!' That made me really stop in front of the mirror and inspect myself. My skin was creamy white, long wavy strawberry blonde hair, full lips, I had a dusting of freckles on my nose and cheeks, a pierced tongue, three earrings in each ear and long painted nails. When I opened the robe, I realized that my chest was at least a 'C' cup, my belly button was also pierced and I was not surprised to see I had a tramp stamp in some tribal pattern with a big ace of spades in the middle of a heart. The diamond and club were also part of the tribal section on the edges. When I lifted my hands to my breasts, thinking how nice they looked, I realized they were implants as they had such a nice round shape, but when my fingers slipped up and brushed my nipple, a shock went through me. My nipples hardened immediately. I could not help but to play with them. It sent shivers down my spine, making me wet in the crotch instead of that normal 'hardness' I was used to. That made me slip a finger down into myself which only made it worse as when my finger brushed my clit, I moaned and started to thrust against my now doubled fingers. I saw myself in the mirror, one hand in my crotch, one cupping a breast, tweaking the nipple. The exoticness of the image, knowing just a few hours ago I was a man, made me come with a loud moan as my orgasm dripped down my thighs, making my legs weak. As I stood shakily gasping for breath, overwhelmed at the strength of the female orgasm, I heard a knock on my bedroom door and gasped out, "Who is it?" "Its me. Your roommate, Johnny. Who else would it be, silly girl? You OK in there? I heard you cry out while getting my coffee." The voice on the other side of the door said. "Just a second. Let me get a robe and see if I can put slippers on as I stubbed my toe!" Frantically I searched for the robe and slippers so I could don them and open the door a crack to see....DB Woodside...from Lucifer?! looking worried and barely clothed in just shorts and slippers! "I think you mentioned something about liking this look better when we were in Limbo, so I adopted it here for you as your roommate!" he said with a grin. "But...but what about my real roommate...Johnny...what happened to him? Is he OK, did you . . .do something?" I asked worriedly. "Oh, no. He is fine, just asleep while we get you adjusted to being in this new body. Was that 'toe stubbing' painful or was it just a shock to you coming hard as a woman for the first time?" he smirked. "You jerk! You made me a woman just because I questioned your skill at doing your job? That's not going to change my mind very or make me think differently of you!" I snarled at him and took a swing at him. Amenadiel easily dodged my attack and grabbed me in his arms. I struggled, but his strength was so much more than mine I quickly gave up and lay limply in his arms. He must have been almost a foot taller then me as well as at least a hundred pounds of muscle. When I quieted, he released me and said, "Look. This body is close to what you did in your other body as an accountant. You work with Janet in her new body which is a business executive making very good money. And before you ask, yes. She is now a man. I THINK that you two are already in a 'work secret` relationship so you can still see each other. The younger bodies we put you in have been cleaned of drug traces so you will not go through withdrawals or other nasty items. The only thing you need to get used to is once being a man and now you're a woman." "So how do I 'get used' to being a woman and acting like myself...err like Kandi, when I go to work on Monday?" "That's why I am here and my counterpart Mazzi is with Janet...Johnny. We will work with you, train you and stay with you over the next few weeks to ensure a smooth transition." he replied smoothly. "So you're saying that Janet is now a 'Johnny'...and some 'Angel Chick' is training him to be a man while you, an 'Angel Dude' is going to train me to be a woman? Ummm, no offense, but why is a guy teaching me and a girl is teaching him?" "Well, there are things you both need to know that only someone of the opposite sex can show you. For instance, Mazzi will be teaching Janet how sex is done as a man, as well as...." "Wait! That bitch is having sex with my wife!? What the H. E. Double L. Are you supposed to fuck me too then? You are some twisted son of a bitches; you know that right!? I'm a MAN and I already know how to fuck! I don't need you teaching me how to and I am pretty sure Janet does not either!" I interrupted him in sanctimonious fury. "Well then, I suppose you don't need to know that they are fucking right now? Do you already know how to take a cock into your mouth and not choke on it? Be penetrated? Actually, feel like a woman who enjoys the pleasure of being with a man? I mean really Kandi, you look like you're built for sex, with the hot body, the piercings, the tats, and the sexy outfits to show it all off? So if I whip this bad boy out, you know what to do straight off?" He said determinedly. With all that said, Amenadiel reached out to take me by the hand, pulling me close, wrapped his arms around me and started to nuzzle my neck. I could feel his manhood start to twitch as I unconsciously wrapped my arms about his shoulders, let out a little moan, turning my head to suck on his tongue while grinding into him. I was suddenly reliving the feelings of earlier, feeling my chest pressed against his, my nipples hardening just like his manhood was, the thrill of that trouser snake pressed into my belly made me wet all over again even though I knew I had just had an orgasm just a few minutes ago! I could not understand it, but my body was reacting to his advance and kiss just like some horny teen would and I could not help myself from reaching between us and stroking his cock through his shorts. It. Was. Huge! I had always been proud of my 7 - 8-inch love stick, but this was at least 3 inches more and maybe half again as thick! His hands came up to my shoulders, pressing down so I knew what he wanted. As I slid to my knees, I hooked a thumb into his shorts to drag them to his ankles. His big black cock popped out into my face and I actually cooed at it in wonder before taking it into my mouth. When a drop of his precome hit my tongue, it was like a firecracker went off in my mouth and reverberated in my head! The taste of his cock and semen had me eager for more. I pushed it deeper, choked a little, backed off, inhaled, then pushed it past my choke point in one hard quick shot while relaxing my throat. I felt several inches pass my lips in triumph, then pulled back off of it, spit into my hand to stroke his shaft as I licked the head before pushing it back down my throat to about 2/3rd the distance of his shaft. Determi9ned to take it all, I bobbed up and down, using my spittle as a lubricant for my hand to bring further down the length of his big black cock until I finally felt my chin bump against his balls as my nose touched his pubes. Holding it in my mouth, swallowing, I looked up at him to see him staring down with a smile as he said, "Good Girl! I knew you liked sucking cock with that sexy mouth of yours. And you are so naturally good at it baby! MMmmm, yeah, like that!" he whispered down at me. After several minutes of his pounding cock into my face and throat, he pulled it out and lifted me up. I knew that meant he was about to fuck me with that big cock and I eagerly bent over the bed, waggled my ass in presentation as I looked over my shoulder and begged, "Fuck me with that big giant cock of yours Amenadiel! Shove it into my pussy and breed me! I want to feel like a woman! Fuck me!" Amenadiel did not hesitate and slid his cock into my dripping wet pussy in one swift plunge about half way making me cry out about 'how big it' was and 'that I could not take it' but he pulled out to just the head and then stuffed me like a Christmas goose, balls deep to overflowing. To prevent my yelp of pleasure, I bit down onto the bed cover so it came out as a low moan as he her grabbed my hips and started to piston in and out for several minutes until I started to squeal, cry out about how good it was, making noise like some whore or porn star...I was a verbal fuck and it was so exciting as I had never been that way before, but I had a steady litany of cries, moans, comments and noises as he pounded my wet ass pussy. My juices were dripping down my thighs when I could take it no longer and yelled out that I was coming as my orgasm started at my toes, moved up my body in waves making me shudder and twitch as it hit me like an explosion in my belly as I forced his cock out of my pussy, drenching the sheets, the floor, his legs as well as my own! I had never come like that as a man.....it was the most intense orgasm of my life and his cock twitched at my pussy, pushed in, then slipped out and started to push against my rosebud. I looked back and shook my head in fear his big black cock would never fit, but he grinned and said as if reading my mind, "Oh it will fit baby. It fit into that hot, tight pussy of yours, it will fit into that sexy white as of yours as well. I know you will love it just as much as you did my big cock in your pussy." Amenadiel pushed it into me as I gasped in shock. He let me get used to it for a few moments like a master assman, then continued to push into my back door until I felt his hips strike up against my ass cheeks. His hand suddenly spanked my right ass cheek, several times making me squeal and jump, as he started to drive into me hard and fast. He spanked me a few more times telling me to 'take his cock' while I moaned about loving it. Then he grabbed my hair and pulled it back so that my back arched as he pushed my face into the sheets. I groaned as I thrust myself back onto his cock, pushing with the strength I had in my arms to gain as much of his cock into me as I could get when I felt his shaft grown hot, thicken and start to pulse his seed into me. It triggered another orgasm on my part as I felt his seed painting my insides and heard a 'whooshing' noise that startled me so that I looked back on him and saw..... I saw a pair of huge white bird wings spread out from his back that twitched and fluttered as he came down from his orgasm and I flopped forward off his cock to watch him regain control and draw his wings back into himself as he whispered, "Damn! Been a long time since I came so hard it popped my wings! I knew you would be one hot little number! I may have to stay longer than normal you were so good." In a quiet and semi-scared voice I asked, "You're REALLY an Angel!? I just got fucked like no tomorrow by a...an...a damned real ass seraphim?!?!? Holy Shit, am I going to hell for having s....sex with you!?!" "No. You're not going to hell for that! You might for some of the other crazy stuff you've done, but not this! Relax and enjoy Kandi. I got you and we will work through this change for you and Janet." "So...do I make breakfast now or what happens?" I asked a little more surely than the earlier question. "Breakfast is good. I can help. Scrambled eggs, cheese toast and some juice sound good?" "That sounds great. Let me just put on some panties and slippers and I can start on the eggs." I walked over to my dresser, got some panties, slid them on, pushed my feet into slippers, retied my bathrobe and headed to the kitchen for more coffee while I cooked the eggs. A few moments later, Amenadiel came out in shorts, a tank top and slippers to start on the toast and juice. We ate in silence. Him thinking who knows what, but I was going over in my head all that had happened in the last few hours with the dying, chatting in heaven, and now waking in this body, being fucked by a freaking angel and having the most intense sexual orgasm of my entire life had me really caught up inside my head thinking about all that and how good his big cock was had me actually squirming in my seat by the time we finished eating. As I picked up the plates to take them to the sink, I watched as Amenadiel slid back, relaxed by slouching in the chair and I saw his package outlined by his tight shorts. Unconsciously, I licked my lips, felt my nipples harden as I thought again of it in my mouth. When I looked up at his face, he had a grin which made me sheepishly blush while turning all the way to take the plates to the sink. As I turned back to him, mind made up, I crawled under the table, pulled his tight shorts down again, freeing his bulging manhood for my consumption. Licking, sucking, deepthroating him with ease now that I was used to it after my first time, feeling my pussy soak as I got more and more into sucking on his big black cock, all had me dripping in excitement. His cock tasted so good, smelled so ...human, I was enraptured by the action of bringing him pleasure. When that first drop of precome touched my tongue, I again felt that shock of wonder at the taste and knew deep in my soul that I liked...no, now loved, sucking on cock! The taste had me pushing it farther into my mouth, tickling his balls, slicking on them, stroking his shaft to get another taste until he finally erupted into my hungry mouth with a groan. I felt a minor orgasm take me as I swallowed his ambrosia but kept his cock in my mouth until he was clean and soft. Then I kissed his cockhead, pulled his shorts back up to cover my new idol and crawled back from under the table. "Good girl! That was so good. and so sexy the way you kissed it at the end. Let me reciprocate. Lay up on the table girl." he said. I got up on the table, pulling my panties down to just on my right ankle as he spread my legs over his shoulders to start licking and tonguing my wet ass pussy. When he pushed a finger into me and then into my ass, it made me so hot, I was humping against his mouth in abandon, holding his head against my sex as I came with a cry that I was coming in a long drawn out moan. Amenadiel lapped at my gushing overflow making me squirm, shudder and squeal in satisfaction until I had to push him off the now over sensitive clit he was worrying. Throughout the day, we ended up having sex, in the living room, his bedroom, the bathroom, the shower, and again in the living room on the floor instead of on the couch. His big black cock was stuffed into each one of my holes several times that day so that when I went to bed, I was not thinking of myself as Kevin anymore, but as Kandi who had just spent her day being well fucked by a true stud! The rougher he got, pulling my hair, spanking me, taking charge and ordering me to perform, the more submissive and hotter I got! I slept well, waking up still wearing a smile. Saturday was a repeat of Friday except now I knew what to expect so when I woke, I knew I was a girl now and after peeing, quickly freshened up my face, douched, slipped into a new thong panty and then walked brazenly into Amenadiel's room to wake him by sucking on his wonderful cock till he blasted his load all over my waiting face and opened mouth so I could then clean it off my face, scooping it into my mouth. We again seemed to have sex all day long until he took me into the bathroom to shower for dinner at his treat. Yes. We had sex in the bathroom, with him holding me up against the wall, my arms and legs wrapped around him as he impaled me onto that massive trouser snake until we both orgasmed. After that, I slipped into a tight denim miniskirt, some 3-inch heeled wedge sandals, a slip of a white blouse with no bra or panties as I made sure he was aware of. The whole restaurant seemed to be aware of the fact that my tits were unrestrained by the clearly hard nipples and slight outline of my areola and I could tell it was driving Amenadiel crazy while I made sure to rub his leg or glance at his crotch wantonly until he finally ended dinner to take us back out to his car. Amenadiel had parked at the far end of the parking lot so he led me to his car, opened the door so I could get in. I sat, folding my short tight skirt under me but managed to upskirt him with a grin before he closed my door. Once inside, he growled at me for being a tease, so I casually reached between his legs and tripped his seat so it would slide all the way back. With him having plenty of room between himself and the wheel of the car, I undid his pants, pulled my desert out and started to gobble it down like a starving glutton. Once it was covered in my spittle, I straddled him, stuffing his big black cock into my already dripping pussy and rode him cowgirl style till we both orgasmed and I gushed my juice all over his pants, crotch and car seat. At home, he took me to bed, fucked me missionary one more time so that I passed out in sexual exhaustion once again. This day ended with me smiling about how good sex was as a girl and that I hoped Janet's cock was as fulfilling as Amenadiel's certainly was. Sunday, when I awoke, Amenadiel was nowhere to be found, so I started to worry about him....then he just walked through the door at about lunch time, told me that he had to report in and worship, then took me to his bedroom and began to fuck me throughout the rest of the day, till in the evening I collapsed with a very sore, well fucked pussy....bowed legs, a smile and no concerns whatsoever on being Kevin vs. Kandi. Monday could not come soon enough so I could see what Janet...err Johny looked like and resume our life together. Monday mornings alarm went off way to early, but I got up, made coffee, showered and put on my normal business casual outfit of slacks, ankle boots with a low 3-inch clunky heel, blouse, light make-up, etc. At work, I got some smiles from the other ladies who commented I must have had a good weekend as I was all aglow and obviously walking funny, but I took it in stride, passing it off as really enjoying a good horseback ride along the beach both days. At lunch is when she...I mean he walked in. I stared as I felt an almost electric connection with Janet....errr, Johny. Janet must have felt it too as she looked over at me, smiled and winked before leaving the cafeteria and heading back to her office. Later that afternoon, I got a call to come to Janet's...err, Johny's office, so we could go over a report. As I entered the office, Johny said quietly to close the door. When it was closed, he stood, walked around the desk and took me into his arms, kissing me, saying, "Oh baby, I am so happy you're OK! I missed you all weekend...I was worried about you being a guy too, or not remembering me, or thinking I was a scumbag or being racist and not wanting to be with a black man! I was freaking out till I saw you this afternoon at lunch and the look and connection was there just like always so I knew I could call you and see you! I love you baby...I know this set of bodies is 'having a secret office romance' but I don't know if I can hide how much I love you!" I felt my body melt against hers as she kissed me and knew I loved her always just like before, but as I held her in this new man's body, I felt his manhood twitch and suddenly I recalled Amenadiel speaking about Mazzi being his instructor in how to be a man and recalled how that meant she had fucked my . . . what was Johny? Not really my wife anymore, nor was he my boyfriend as we had a secret relationship, so could I be jealous when another woman hit on or slept with her? It was kind of confusing in my mind about how to think of Janet / Johny but when he felt me tense he asked, "What is it baby? Don't let anything come between us now....we have a whole new life to live and I will always want to live it with you....Go out with me on Friday. Dinner and dancing, just like the old days when we were young!?" "My darling Janet...I will always love you, but the thought of us being switched, has me a little unnerved and just thinking of you fucking some other girl has me thinking crazy....and yes I will go out with you Friday night! I can't wait." "Kandi, I know you were most likely fucked by your angel, but I am not going to worry about it as there is no way to have prevented it or to compare it to another as I only have eyes for you. Pick you up ant 7 on Friday? Dress sexy for me like you always wanted me to do for you!" I agreed and we disentangled. I straightened my lipstick, opened the door and called out that I could check the report and get back to him. All week, I made excuses to go see Janet...err Johny, so I could flirt with him, tell him I was looking forward to dinner and dancing Friday. You know, the usual stuff a young couple hiding their relation ship did. The kind of stuff that anyone with eyes would see and that we would think was so sly. Well Friday morning, I put on a tight pair of jeans instead of my normal lose slacks, a pair oh knee high 3-inch heeled boots over the jeans, and a more open top than normal so I could feel sexy. I got all kinds of looks, compliments, questions about why I was looking so provocative, etc. I usually responded with the comment of 'this old look' or 'what I cant dress cute?' response to the questions, but made sure to once again meet Johny in the hall to casually bump into him. Once home I pulled off the work clothes, took a quick shower to freshen up, insure I was smooth on my legs and trim the landing strip and pits. Then it was into a pair of red thong panties, red 5-inch heels, a sexy little light grey spaghetti strapped mini dress that ended at mid-thigh. My nails were now long and painted a deep red, with matching jewelry, smoky eyes, dark pink almost red lips. Janet / Johny showed up at seven prompt, but I made him wait about 2 minutes to adjust the girls to best advantage, fluff the hair, check the face before opening the door. It was so worth it! "WOW!! You look amazing Kandi! I never looked that hot as Janet, but you are totally beautiful! Spin about and let me get the whole picture!" he expostulated. I spun about so Janet could see my dress, and heard her say, 'Good Girl!' while I smiled at her and then gave her a 'once over' that may have lingered a little longer than necessary on her crotch. Dinner was a delight that may have included one to many margarita's, but then when we went dancing I had to think to take on the woman's position and step back on my left instead of forward on my right. After a while, it was going smooth as we both got more comfortable dancing as the other sex. Feeling that thick cock pressing into my belly however had me grinding on it after a while so that Janet just kissed me hard on the floor saying, "Time I took you home so we can take care of this growing problem baby!" "About time. I been so horny for you I am just soaking wet. Take me home honey and make me your girl." I purred huskily. In the car, Johny had his hand high up on my thigh, caressing my bare leg which I had parted for him, so he had access higher if he wanted it, as my hand was on his bulge to encourage him to hurry home. Kissing at the car door, necking at the house door, stumbling inside kicking the door closed with a heeled foot as we sucked face stumbling over to the couch, where he pushed me down onto it so that I was face to crotch with him. My hands leapt to his belt to loosen it, his fly to open it, and finally his shorts to free my wanted desire. That huge black cock of his popped out into my face, only to have me grab it in one small white hand so I could rub it against my face, over my lips prior to kissing it, then starting to suck on it like the black cock hungry slut I knew this body was. In no time, I had my nose against his pubes, his balls slapping against my chin as I expertly deepthroated his long shaft to our mutual delight. After a few minutes of my ministrations, he was groaning, I was moaning, my spittle was dripping off my lips and his cock over my heaving breasts when he pulled out of my mouth, pushed me back onto my hands and knees so he could lift the skirt of my dress over my waist. Johny yanked my panties off me, pressed his cock into me with a groan from both of us, then proceeded to pump his meat into my eager pussy as I thrust back against his invading pole to gain just that little bit more of his throbbing cock inside me. My verbal lust was obvious to all as I was moaning, squealing, begging him to fuck me harder, or just yipping out in pleasure to his rhythmic pummeling of my overheated pussy. That is the position we were in when the door opened and in walked Amenadiel who said, "I can tell you're having fun just like anyone on the street from the screaming coming out of this house....Thought we might have to quiet that little hottie your fucking down by gagging her Janet!" We both looked startled as he walked in, said what he did and then casually walked up to us and dropped his pants to feed me his cock. Johny/Janet just grinned as I shook my head no, only to have him press his cock into my mouth till I opened it and accepted its invasion down my throat, that just a few minutes ago, had been occupied by Janet or Johny's big cock. Soon, we were all in a rhythm as I was stuffed with big black cock from both ends. My orgasms were rolling over me in waves, one after another, my juices were dripping down my legs onto the couch when a big one hit me and I squirted my come like a faucet over Johny's hips. My spasms made his cock pop out of me so that the remainder of my gushing squirt of come, rained across his pelvis, drenching his cock so that he was able to slip it right back inside me. When he grabbed my hips and started to stab into me, losing his rhythm, I knew he was about to come. I pulled off of Amenadiel's cock and begged him to facial me, as Amenadiel called out he was coming. The feel of Johny's big cock throbbing and pulsing as it sprayed its seed deep into my womb, the sound of his groan of release triggered my own responsive orgasm just as Amenadiels cock sprayed its load across my face, eyes and lips before plunging back into my mouth so I could suck out the remainder of his seed. I cleaned off both their cocks with my hungry mouth, then used my fingers to scoop up the jism on my face and bring it to my opened mouth so he could see I ate it all after I swallowed. We did not leave the couch but collapsed into each other's arms and kissed, hugged and then ended up fucking again and again. The guys put their massive cock-flesh into each one of my open, gaped, holes throughout the night till we all fell asleep in my bed early in the morning. I woke sometime later with the sun shining in my eyes, both guys pressed against me with throbbing morning wood just begging me to take advantage. I ended up pressing the cock of the guy behind me into my ass as I straddled him in a reverse cowgirl so he could reach up and play with my chest. That's when I noted Amenadiel wake up. With a grin, he climbed on top, stuffing my pussy full of cock, turning us into a giant Oreo cookie. In no time, I was convulsing in multiple orgasms, groaning out their names over an over until with a shudder, they both came, filling my orifices to overflowing in a messy cream pie. After resting, we decided to shower where I was once again bent over and stuffed with big black cock. One in my ass, and the other in my mouth till both men again came with satisfied groans. Having them both clean me with their soapy hands, pinching my nipples, fondling my ass or sticking their fingers inside me had us fucking in the shower once more till the water suddenly went cold and we had to exit, dry off before Johny grabbed me, bent me over the sink to stuff my pussy full of his cock, balls deep in one strong push inside me. Amenadiel just sat on top of the counter, grabbed my hair as a handle to guide my mouth down onto his cock so that they could both finish the orgasm that was interrupted by the cold water. I was hardly dressed at all through the entire weekend as both men took me for their pleasure. I became hoarse from the cries of pleasure or groaning as we fucked. I am pretty sure that stuffing those massive cocks down my throat so often did not help! The more we fucked, the more I wanted it, the more I wanted, the sluttier I got until I got what we all wanted and that was more big black cock stuffed into me. Unable to control myself, I would taunt them both or one at a time. As a man, I never would have imagined that a woman was this hungry for sex. That a woman could be this horny all the time. That sex could be so much more rewarding an experience for women! I loved being a woman now in just a few short days. My whole mindset was on being sexy, pleasuring my man, feeling good. I knew that by being a little slutty, I would garner attention, attention could lead to sex. Sex was not all I was about however. I could tell that beyond the need for our mutual pleasure, was a need to breed, procreate, make my lover happy and be a good housewife! My life seemed so much easier in some ways and so inconceivably more complex in others. I had to work to bring in an income, be sexy on a date, keep a good home, be a slut in bed and a lady in public. My weekend ended Sunday afternoon with me passed out once again from sexual overload and exhaustion sleeping in Johny's arms till we woke with a start in the early evening and I had to kick him out so he could get home, rest, change and be at work the next morning. As usual these last couple of weeks, I walked a little sore on Monday, but with some swagger to my step which got compliments on how I positively glowed. My love of being a woman was growing more each day, so I was unsure where Kevin left off and Kandi actually began. My love for Janet / Johny was as strong as ever and I think both of us were so turned on by the forced sex change with its revealing how intense it was for each side during sex. As much as I missed being the 'man of the house' who was in charge, having Janet / Johny taking on that role was somewhat comforting. Janet had even spoken about how the orgasm seemed so much more intensely localized, sudden or how much just seeing a pretty woman would start to excite her in such an obvious way. My friends at work started to question me on who I was seeing as it was obviously someone at work the way I never got calls or flowers so they wanted the gossip on who was making me so happy. For my part, I was able to keep it vague, but when I got caught coming out of Janet / Johny's office one day, slipping up by saying, 'See you Friday night Hun?' in front of Cheryl the staff admin. It was all over the facility by the end of the day. Since I was not his employee, HR did not seem to care beyond the usual warning of working and dating a co-worker and that to be careful incase it disrupted the work environment. Especially if our relationship went sour sometime down the road. Both of us had a giggle over that since we had already been married for more years than she was old. That Friday, I packed a bag of slacks, blouses, undies, a pair of shoes, some night wear ( giggle. Yes it was a slutty, lace trimmed baby doll with matching lace panties ) makeup, etc. so I could leave it at his place as I knew I was going to be spending more time at Johny's house, which meant I would need a change of clothes for work the next day! I had to get ready for the date tonight and it would be close as far as time was concerned. Janet...dang it, it was Johny now, had said he was taking us to our favorite place for a special night for just the two of us. I let the warm water of the shower flow over my new curves. Taking a shower in a new body was a difficult task. All the old familiar contours were gone. I had to soap and lather new areas. My whole body felt alive. I reached up to wipe the soap from my eyes and ran into a tit. The long auburn hair was a living monster. Finally, the chore was finished. I carefully toweled off and stepped into my bedroom, naked. At the closet I pawed through the dresses hanging there thinking, 'I've got to find something to show off those big tits, I think this will work just fine.' unhooking a hangar that had a black mini-skirted dress and laid it across the bed. The dress was backless, halter topped, with a fitted waist and a very short skirt. The décolletage would show plenty and make me look busty. I actually wasn't sure that I could get the skimpy thing over my gigantic tit mounds. I sighed thinking about what to wear under it and that it would have Janet watching me, making her hard for sure. Naked, bare breasts, bouncing with my every move, I marveled at my body once again, loving myself as a woman now. I had a tiny waist with wide hips and a full, generous ass. My legs seemed to go on forever. A sexy full, mane of strawberry blonde hair, framing a face that combined a shy innocence with a sensuous, sexual element. God, I was turning myself on just by looking in the mirror! I would definitely be making Johny hot tonight! I ran my hands over my breasts, down my stomach, and around to the two rounded globes of my butt cheeks. They felt soft, yet firm, and so smooth. I reached down and picked up the pair of pantyhose that I had picked out, sat, pulled them up my long legs carefully. God, this felt good. My ass was a rounded bubble, and I watched the silky stockings caress my thighs through my own deep cleavage. A pair of dark red panties followed to help keep the hose up and I marveled at how it made my pussy lips stand out. Reluctantly, I stepped into the dress, pulling it up over my hips and breasts. I closed the side zipper. The skimpy little thing fit firmly at my waist, with some fullness in the skirt, but it just barely confined my big tits. Looking back at the mirror, my reflection looked almost indecent. You could see the sides of my rounded globes where the dress was open in the front. It felt like any sudden movement would cause my orbs to pop out. looking down, I noticed the dress was even shorter than I had imagined. Coming down to only mid-thigh, it showed most of my legs. I'd have to be very careful how I sat. The shoes I chose were red heels that were 5-inches high, the straps came across the toes and up the back of the ankle. I was close to walking on my tiptoe. My foot arched close to perpendicular to the floor. I could see why some women had complained about wearing these kinds of shoes. Now, however, I loved how sexy they made me feel and hoped I could keep them on all evening. I walked, with some exaggerated swivel to my hips, across the room towards the mirror. It was like walking on stilts, throwing my large bosom forward and my protruding ass back. Everyone would be watching me mince along in these high heels, just hoping one of my big tits would fall out of the dress! All the men were going to get a big hard on and want to screw me! The only one who mattered however was Johny! At the mirror, I quickly applied my makeup, with an expert hand that still shocked me. I blinked my eyes, adding the various colored powders onto my lids, extending my lashes with plenty of mascara, then just a touch of blush on my cheek. The taste of my red lipstick was still something I associated with a sexual response. I knew it would turn my man on! Finishing my change just in time, I heard a knock on the door. Hastening to the door, grabbing my clutch along the way, I had to stop at the door, adjust the girls, take a calming breathe, then open it to see Janet there in a crisp dark brown suit. I was walking toward him before I realized that I was and told him how handsome he was in a husky voice before wrapping myself into his arms, kissing him with plenty of tongue as Johny's hands dropped to my ass for a quick squeeze. I shook myself out of his strong arms, closed and locked the door after also grabbing my overnight bag and took his arm, and we walked out. My skirt brushed across my nylon covered thighs. The cool air rushed up my legs. I could feel it clear to my crotch. I felt completely vulnerable. Getting into the low car I discovered that I had to sit first, sweeping my short skirt underneath me, then swing my long legs in. Janet / Johny smiled at me as he closed the door for me while I pulled the seatbelt across my chest to buckle it. As we were riding along, I reached over and unzipped his pants. I pulled out that big black cock to stroke it while we drove. My hand encircled its length, and began to pump. "Oh, Kandi...Don't! Oh my gosh, I can't drive like this!" Johny said in an excited voice. "Just keep your eyes on the road. It feels good, doesn't it Boo? I'm really very experienced at this...All those nights we were apart when we were first married as Kevin and Janet." I said, stroking faster and faster. With my other hand I reached over and cupped my long-nailed fingers around the head so I could catch the ejaculate. It was just in time as her cock jerked and spurted as she came into my hand. As she softened, I lifted my come filled hand to my lips and licked them clean while watching her face. Janet sighed, while saying, "Oh, that was heaven." At the restaurant Johny said, "Now wait for me to open the door." Getting out of the car, my skirt rode up over my hips, exposing all of my nylon covered legs and some of my dark pantied crotch. Johny pointed, and I glanced down. Now I really understood the caution about getting in and out in a lady-like manner! I got out and pulled the short skirt down as much as I could, took Jane's arm, and with small, careful steps, walked into the club. Every man's eyes bugged out as they looked at me. The dress was so tight that it left nothing to the imagination. Everyone knew that everything under the dress was all me. My unconfined mammeries jiggled and bounced around inside the brief halter styled top, trying to escape. My rounded hips rolled from side to side as I minced along, in a sexy feminine strut. At the table, I tried to sit demurely, but because of the short skirt, crossed my legs to protect my crotch, which still seemed somehow vulnerable. I discovered another fact, crossing my legs was much more comfortable as woman than as a man and the men about us were captivated by the sheer hose covered expanse of leg shown off by the short skirt. The height of my shoes forced me to point my foot, which caused me to frequently change position. Each time I untangled my long legs and re-crossed them, all of the men and some of the women watched me. "See, Kandi baby," Johny said, "You can't make a move without everyone looking at you. All of the men are undressing you and mentally making love to your sexy little body! it's making you hot isn't it you little tease?" "Yes, but when they look at me, they also see you." I replied. "Ah..but they look at me, but they don't see me. They only see you." Johny, in a chivalrous move, ordered for us. As I ate, I was fascinated by the small hand with the meticulously manicured nails that was feeding me. And again, I was aware of my small mouth, forcing me to take small bites of food. Eating as a busty woman was obviously an entirely new experience. I had to remember to take small dainty bites. To be delicate in the way that I handled myself. but because of my overhanging bust in front I was forced to lean over just to see my plate. I realized that this gave Johny a very sexy view of my cleavage. "Does looking down the front of my dress make you hard under the table, Boo?" I whispered, rubbing my leg against his. "Shut up, you sexy assed tease." he scowled. After we finished eating and they brought us some coffee, we were holding hands when Johny looked at me and asked in a quiet voice, "Kandi, we have been dating for a couple of weeks that I know of, not sure how long the relationship was between these two prior to our angel making us the new owners of these bodies, and we were married for how many years?" "Oh Janet, you know as well as I do that we were married for 26 years and dated for 4 prior to being married....why?" I asked in response. "Well I always was happy in our relationship and after the last couple of weeks...well the sex has been amazing, but I was wondering what we will do about our relationship now?" "Are you worried that as a young white girl, I might have an issue being seen with a handsome, studly, black man that rocks my world? Because if you are, I have to tell you that I loved you with all my heart when we were Kevin and Janet. No reason, or circumstance, can change the way I will always feel about you honey. I thought you knew that?" I told him. Reaching into his jacket pocket, I saw him pull out a small box. My heart leaped into my throat as I realized it was a ring case and saw him open it as he slipped out of his chair and onto one knee. "Kandi Hooke, will you make me the happiest man ( and 'ex-woman' he whispered sotto vocal ) by agreeing to become my wife?" ( again adding sotto vocal, 'as you were my husband prior for 26 years?' ) I could not help it....the emotions welled up, I squealed a loud excited 'yes' while holding out my hand to watch him slip the ring onto my finger while in the distance I heard some applause. As he started to rise, I leaped up, wrapping him into my arms, kissing him all over, crying, giggling, then staring at the huge ring he had put on my finger! We left shortly after that...I think he paid the check, but I was in such an emotional state of happiness I was not paying attention except to my Social Media account where I was posting the picture of us together and showing off the ring. Safely back at his house, I walked over to the dresser with the overnight bag, opened it and removed one of my nighties. I found the baby doll nightie all trimmed in lace and pulled it on over my head. I picked up the matching panties and pulled them on over my shapely hips. In the bathroom I washed off all the make-up and studied my face as I looked in the mirror. If I was to be a girl, at least I was a good looking one. She had a gorgeous face with bright blue eyes and a clear, glowing, soft complexion framed by that luxurious mane of strawberry blonde hair. In bed I lay waiting for Johny. I couldn't help thinking about our sexual relationship now and how I was so looking forward to be his woman for the rest of our lives. Johny came into the bedroom dressed in a pair of pajamas. He got into bed and we started necking. Johny was rubbing my body in some of the most sensitive places. He sure knew where to touch me. I guess he had years to learn women's body's sensual areas. Even through the pajama pants I could feel a hard shaft pressing against my leg. In the dim light my breasts looked like mountains of white ivory topped with pink cherries. Liquid fire began to run through me. I begged him to make love to me as his woman! Johny removed his pajamas. His big black cock snapped out to attention once loose. He pulled my legs open wide as he mounted over me so that they were spread wide as he pressed down against me, I felt my huge tits bore into his chest. His tool was pushing at my legs, trying to get into my wet slit. "Guide my cock inside." she ordered. I wrapped my small hand around the hot shaft and brought the slippery head against my sex. Johny pushed again as I opened my legs further, so they were flat against the bed. If he didn't get that monster cock inside me quickly, I was going to go crazy! Then, something was pushing my labia apart. The muscles in my back strained as my pussy was forced apart. The head glided into me like a hot poker. My labia clamped it tight. I could feel the blood pounding in it, sending a tremor through me with every beat of her heart. The hot thing inside of me was setting me on fire. I began to vibrate all the way from my toes to me scalp. My arms ached from squeezing him. My legs had somehow rose to circle his waist trying to pull him deeper inside me as he slowly teased me by pushing it in ever so slowly. He hunched forward and I gritted my teeth as the hot little ball began to tear my insides apart. I put my hands on her shoulders and began to claw at them in a sexual frenzy of need. I heard a faraway female crying out. I realized it was me. If I was a man hearing my vocalizations, I would have sworn that a girl was getting the best sex of her life. Johny bottomed out and held his cock inside me balls deep as I writhed underneath him, grinding my hips upwards against his intruding phallus so it would press against my inner clitoris. Slowly he began to pump his body up and down, stuffing me and emptying me of that big cock until after several long minutes and two gushing orgasms on my part, he suddenly became very still. My vibrating orgasmic tremors had turned into a violent quivering. My legs, hips, buttocks, were all having individual and uncoordinated spasms of post orgasmic reactions. I raised myself hard against him, trying to press the hot pushing shaft of his cock deeper inside of me. Johny's body went rigid. "I'm coming. God. I'm. Cuuuummmmmiiiinnnng," she hissed. Her teeth clamped down on the base of my neck and she began to jerk violently. I jammed the points of my large round tits into his chest and arched up to get my body close to his. For a moment, my arms clamped him so tightly that I was afraid I would break his ribs. Her breathe began to ooze out in a long exhalation. The hot thing inside me began to grow smaller even while I struggled to keep it inside me. His lips were on mine as he began to wiggle and the rubbery thing slid out of my crack even as I tried to hold it in. I felt a glob of his semen ooze out from inside me, making the already soaked spot from my orgasms even wetter. He lifted his head and rolled off of me with an audible sigh. I rolled over, took his magnificent cock into my mouth, draining it of its last dregs of sperm, licking him clean before snuggling up to him, kissing him hard and saying, "I love you always and no matter what Janet. Even if you are now about to be my husband Johny in this new life we have been given by that Angel." "I love you my beautiful wife to be....Kevin...I mean Kandi!" he responded with a small chuckle. We fell asleep in each others arms only to waken in the morning. Both of us wearing that silly post coital grin as we kissed. With a smack on my bum, Johny got me up and we raced into the kitchen to make coffee and breakfast. The best part for me was being naked in the kitchen and taunting him until he came up behind me, pushed me down against the counter to have me present my wet orifice for his use. Both of us ended up coming in a loud scream of passion at the same time. I so loved being able to please my man in that fashion...like a good wife, that was hot for her husband should. Later, we went to the Arts Festival downtown. At Johny's insistence, I dressed in a pair of thong panties and a pair of skintight white booty shorts that were so tight I thought I'd never get them on. They pressed up into my slit giving me an almost erotic feeling and a bad case of camel toe. They also left about a third of my ass bare! My bra lifted and separated my big globes. A sleeveless tight top outlined my bouncing breasts, leaving my lower belly and back bare for the world to see my piercing and tattoo. I slipped my feet into a pair of four-inch wedges and sauntered across the room to the vanity where I deftly applied my makeup and teased out my silky auburn tresses. I added some large hoops, my normal jewelry and then some bangle bracelets instead of my watch so that I had a nice musical when I used my hands to emphasize my speech. Downtown we walked around looking at the exhibits. A gentle breeze was blowing, fanning my hair away from my face. As I walked, men turned to watch me pass. I took deep breaths, know that it pressed my large breasts against my tight top. I let my rear end bounce all that it wanted to. There was a sense of power, in seeing all the men panting after me and knowing that I was a taken woman by the handsome black stud next to me. It was quite apparent, that while I was dressed seductively, men were obviously admiring my abundant charms being on such display. Women had such power and either took it for granted or were just more skilled at being subtle about using it than I was at this early stage of my womanhood. I looked back at the men checking me out with indecent thoughts and felt my pussy twitch with excitement as I wondered how it would feel to have one of them push his big wang into my cunt. I got hot just thinking about it! The tight-fitting shorts giving me a camel toe, creating a steady pressure against my sex did not help either. As we walked, I ended up teasing myself about getting some action until I was dripping wet and just pressing myself against Johny to tease him! Johny must have sensed how I was getting, so led us into a little cafe for some late lunch. We got some food and a beer that we both wolfed down in record time. Johny paid the bill and then led me to the restrooms so we could 'go before we go' but ended up pulling me into the men's room with him and locking the door. He pulled me into the handicapped stall, pushed me down, stood in front of me, dropping his pants so I could feast on his big black cock until it was slippery with my spittle. Then he pulled me off, stood me up, dropped my shorts, bent me over so he could slip into my soaked pussy. His cock slid in balls deep on the initial thrust making me moan out loud until his wrapped his hand over my mouth to quiet me. Johny pumped his wonderful trouser snake into me until we both came. As he softened, I spun about, dropped down into a crouch to take him into my mouth so I could suck out the last drops of his ejaculate, then lick him clean. Standing up, I kissed him before telling him, "Now that was a yummy desert darling! I needed that so bad. This outfit has me a little wound up, but I think you are enjoying it too!" Johny helped me clean up, put my shorts back on before saying, "You are one sexy little bitch baby. I think you revel in being a woman more than I ever did! I certainly like being the man in charge now more than I ever liked being a woman in our old life! We also never had this kinky wild sex life either. You can't imagine how happy I am now with our new life." "Oh Janet. I adore being your woman, making you happy. Letting you take charge as the man so I can concentrate on being your woman is so refreshing to me. The feelings inside me are so intense, so driving, that I can't see how you did all the things you did. I want to be your wife, make you totally happy, have your baby, you know, all that stuff we say when we get married...like we did so many years ago!" I gushed in an emotional expostulation. We snuck back out of the cafe, finished looking around, bought a few things for fun, then went home to lounge about his home for the rest of the weekend till he took me home Sunday afternoon with a suitcase of his clothes for when he stayed at my place. The next few weeks were all a blur of lady friends celebrating the engagement, my work outfits being replaced with more body fitted outfits. My slacks became tight, the tops showed some cleavage, the shoes stayed the same, but now I often wore thongs or lacy undergarments since I discovered how much it turned Janet / Johny on. One day I made sure to tell him I had no panties on so I could tease him. That backfired...or worked out perfectly, depending on how you look at it. He called me into his office, closed and locked the doors and then sat me on his desk, pulled my pants down and dove into my warm, eager snatch, sucking on my clit until he brought me to orgasm. I had to bite my hand to keep from crying out and I am sure each and every person in the front office knew what we had done when I left his office with a grin. I felt so slutty, sexy and loved that I really did not care that the others knew about our inter-office sexcapades! After one month, I had given notice at my apartment, so was now living at Johny's house. We gave much of my stuff to Goodwill, but kept the things that had an emotional attachment. Johny had a bunch of my other stuff moved into the spare room with most of my clothes added to the empty closet space he had available in the master bedroom. I was able to add some feminine touches to the house, but generally kept it as his. My clothes at work definitely had a more sexy flair now that we were together, but when we went out, I did the best I could to look as sexy, attractive as I could...almost to the point of slutty as I could see how worked up it got him. Both of us did notice however that as Janet got more comfortable with the "Man of the house" persona and I to the "woman by his side", he started to take more and more control of the day to day things which boiled over into our sex life. He started to pull my hair, spank me, fuck me roughly so that he showed who was the one in charge...the more he treated me like a sex object, the more I got into it. I got even more vocal, slutty and begged him to fuck me like some little nympho porn star! I became a total whore in bed and anything he wanted to try became acceptable to me. When he told me to wear a tight, high waisted, black pencil skirt and white blouse to work with thigh high stockings and no panties, I just did it. He introduced light bondage at first, then on to me dressing in slutty lingerie, tied up and then spanked, tickled or fucked for his pleasure. He would come on my face, my tits, my ass or in my mouth or pussy and whenever he did not seed or feed me, I hungrily scooped it up with my long-nailed fingers and licked then clean. We had enjoyed a good sex life in our past incarnation, but this was wild, uninhibited, wild sexual domination that had both us getting our freak on! Johny came home from a shopping trip to surprise me with a set of silvered bracelets, anklets and collar that had little rings attached. He had me wear them all weekend and on Monday morning, when he removed them, he gave me a slim metal collar that hooked in the back like you see so many hipster girls wearing, but this one had a little heart shaped pendant on it with some writing. Looking at it, it was a nice script that said 'BBC Addoon Addoon a Johny' "Wow, that's great boo...what does it mean!?" I asked excitedly. "It means you love Johny in Swahili" he responded with a smirk. We already knew I was his girl no matter what, so I put it on as part of my normal daily wear now. Our sex life ended up becoming filled with bondage on the weekends that spilled into some sexy weekday fun when I started to dress in taller heels, tight hobble skirts or corsets with anklets and bracelets that would represent some of the restraints he would use on me later. The more wildly kinky and dominant he became, the more submissive I got....the issue was that for some reason, the naughtiness or just the freedom of giving over control made me even more responsive in bed so that I had squirting orgasms, rolling multiple orgasms, or intense orgasms that had me black out! Once I learned how to trigger him so that he would take a dominant male role, it became a game. I would make the bed to where he could bounce a quarter on it but slip a dead bug onto it or under where he would find it, so he would have to spank me for being bad. In the end, it was really me taking control of the sex life so that we both got what we wanted. He got to feel manly and in charge, I got to have the best sexual experiences of my life. My favorite example was when 2 months later we had woken up and he ordered me to wear just panties, a bra and heels. Then he attached a sirik chain to me which is a collar, waist, ankle cuffs and wrist cuffs all joined by a short length of chain to restrict your movements. His order was to make breakfast and coffee while he showered. 'This was going to be fun' I thought. The outfit was pretty low-grade bondage, but I know he loved it when I wore red under clothes and heels, so took this as an opportunity to tease him and get what I wanted. The coffee was done, his eggs were a creamy fluffy consistency, the bacon perfectly crispy. I did however slightly burn the toast on purpose so that when he came out from the shower in his shorts and t-shirt, I knew he would be upset. He was not so much upset as he was disappointed. Johny just looked at me and immediately deduced from my smirk that I had burned the toast on purpose. He was not wrong. That's when he grabbed me, pulled me over to the breakfast chair, sat down, pulling me over his knees and started to spank me! I started to squirm almost immediately as the spanks hurt.... but they hurt in a manner that had me juicing and writhing on his lap as I cried out at each successive slap on my cheeks. My movements were getting the effect I wanted as his manhood started to twitch and grow. I could not help myself as my cries became sounds of sexual excitement, he got more into it. Soon, he was sporting his normal wood and my attempts to grind on it were obvious. As he stopped, I stood, pulled his cock out of his shorts, turned about and sat down hard onto his shaft, impaling myself on his big black cock as his hands came up to grasp my breasts. Bouncing up and down on it, moaning like some slut, begging him to seed me or fuck me like the little slut I know he wanted me to be, had him wound up and he groaned bit savagely on my neck. He was almost certainly giving me big major hickies. I could feel my pussy grasping on his manhood as I stood to lift off of it and then squelching from all my juice as I sank back down onto it. My thighs were soaked, his shorts were drenched as I squirted my orgasm while crying out in ecstasy as we were kissing. I shivered in post climax excitement as he growled at me to clean his cock and suck it so he could feed me his seed. As ordered, I lifted myself off his beautiful love stick, dropped to a squat so I could use my hands while he fed me his cock until he exploded across my face, and then into my mouth with a cry of satisfaction. "You are such a nasty, hot and horny little slut baby! We were never this wild in our old lives. I love how wildly uninhibited you are with sex as a woman and seem to get off so much more from this bondage stuff than I ever intended. Sometimes I think you push me to treat you rough as you seem to relish the sex that way! Damn girl, you fuck like some demon when we get rough or do bondage!" he told me. "Oh. Johny, you know I am just the way our lives are now and can't see ever wanting to be a man when I look this hot, feel this sexy and orgasms make me black out they are so amazing! I am going to play as your little secretary, so you can be my black Kevin Spade! Just make me your wife and fuck me like you mean it every chance you get baby! I love you!" I expostulated at him. Long story short, we ended up getting married a few months later and my dress was may be a bit risqué in that it was all lace, low cut, slit up to the top of my thigh on one side, with a small train, long sleeves and a tiara headpiece that made me feel like a princess....That got royally fucked by her Prince in the limo ride from our wedding to the reception. I am so glad it was a woman driver and not a guy! On the honeymoon, I got a small heart tattoo above my bikini line, he got a heart tattoo with our names and wedding date. We ended up spending most of our time in bed and when we got back from the honeymoon, two weeks later I discovered I was pregnant! What a wonderful way to spend the rest of our new lives together!