Becoming The Other Woman

Buck grabbed her head and pulled her head away from him. She was startled at this because she had finally fallen into the rhythm of his thrusts. "Ok babe, now just jack me off nice and easy and take it in your mouth as it comes out. Like you always do."

Donna smiled back at him lustfully, somewhat of a mask to make him think that she had enjoyed it. She wondered if his load would stick to the roof of her mouth.

He slowly leaned back as she worked his penis to perfection, waiting for a tiny bit of cum to surface. And then the first taste that she took of his cum. It shot through her mouth with wanton pleasure. Her womanhood now ached to be touched in that special way. His manhood was so strong and virile. A virility that she once had. The cum tasted so delicious. Buck was a heavy beer drinker, the malt and the yeast and that... um... she became lost in the pleasure of the moment. It was so horrible. How could she tell her wife that she had made love to Buck? She wanted cum lots of it on her lips and her mouth and her chin and nose all over her, it felt so warm and rich on her skin.

And then he shot his final load in her mouth rocking it back until it ran down her mouth. She felt so used and still so wet! She let out a wild belch -- a regular `sperm burper' she had become.

"Go clean up bitch."

She went to the bathroom and closed the door trying not to cry at the feeling of the squishy wetness between her legs.. She wanted him to fuck her, she had been so close but still he would not fuck her. Oh what a slut, just a few days ago she had been a man herself, now a dirty filthy cum queen! The jizz melted and rolled in her mouth between her mouth and her tongue. It tasted so good, but only if she could be with her wife. But would her wife give in to the tastes of another woman's vagina? This was not her plight! It was Gregor, er, Donna's plight. She was NOT Donna -- this was all wrong. So warm and so tasty and salty in her mouth. She wanted more of the tangy juicy manhood. This was the plight of having a cunt and a man who wanted nothing of her other than a nice daily blowjob. She collapsed on the floor with tears in her eyes at the irony of it all.

Later on that day she snuck into the room, late at night, and went online looking for information on sperm and how it pleases a woman. The answers were simple:

"Unlike it was previously stated, swallowing cum cannot make you gain weight. The warm, sugary, protein-rich substance contains Vitamin C, Zinc, and cholesterol. It only has somewhere between 5 and 25 calories per load.

Secondly, IT WON'T HURT YOU! Semen isn't like acid or anything. It's mostly water and fluid from the prostate gland, and about 1 percent or so actual sperms. Obviously, the taste can vary from guy to guy. I've found that sperm from guys who drink a lot of liquor isn't usually too palatable, or if they have a very spicy diet. And it can taste kind of salty too. Mostly though, it's just water and traces of other elements,

and isn't fattening or liable to give you pimples, cellulite, or varicose veins. And it certainly won't get you pregnant if you swallow it! If you are squeamish about it, I suggest you just get used to it by having your

man come on your stomach or boobs a few times, and playing with it with your fingers. Get a little bit on one finger and taste it. Once you've gotten used to the consistency and flavor, it becomes easier and easier.

But if you've never seen it anywhere other than oozing out of your vagina, you'll probably want to get used to it before it's all over your lips and face. Work up to it slowly. Spread some of the semen from your stomach or boobs onto your cheeks and feel the consistency of it and absorb it. Rub it over your lips like gloss or lipstick. If you do this right, your guy may get hard all over again watching you and you'll get another fuck out of him."

By now Buck had left to go please one of his pretties, but not his wife. Hell, she was not a wife anyhow and she didn't feel like one. She needed beer. She went to the refrigerator and found a fresh bottle of Bud Light, forced it open and chugged it on down. After about three of them she was feeling no pain or guilt from what she had done. Her stomach felt good, strangely, and the cum must have had a soothing affect on her. She slowly glanced over at one of the empty beer bottles and had an evil thought come to her mind. She took the neck of it and slowly sank it deep within her pussy. It felt so good, so cold, but so good and satisfying. She had to get away from there and reunite with Juanita or find a real man.

A five months went by. Still Donna was not used to her body that so ached to be touched. She enjoyed her countless blowjobs. Her vibrator soothed her pussy day and night. Her period brought about passionate cries to be with her wife, the woman that she loved. The only woman that she could love. Then a tape came in the mail one day.

(In Maine, Gregor had mounted Juanita and once again shot his passionate load into her. This time he had a video camera set up hidden from Juanita's view. She wouldn't care anyhow, never been screwed like this before. Each time he rose and brought it down she gasped and finally put her arms around him kissing him with his member embedded in her. She groaned as they came at the same time.

"Oh fuck! oh Fuck ... ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh " she began to cry from the pleasure of the orgasm, a point that she had never reached before. And then they both laughed as the cum raspberried back out of her under the pressure.

The camera turned on later with Juanita sucking Gregor off caught in a lusty passion, occasionally looking up at her husband with passionate fury. "Ohmmgf... Ohmmm... my... fo.d.."

There were several passionate scenes on the tape. Each dubbed over with Gregor's laughter and smiles towards the camera to taunt Donna. He held Juanita doggie style and coated her with cum so much that it dripped from her lips when he was done. There was film of her fingering it out of herself with smiles. The pussy farts.

Then finally a tape from the week before, it had taken that long to get there.

It showed Juanita with a huge stomach and a smile on her face talking into the camera.

"Hi there Donna hon. This is the greatest moment of my life, I've finally considered him to let us have a child. I know that you know the pleasure of it growing inside of you. I feel so complete and things are so much better for me. Hope to see you soon."

And then it switched to a lone picture of Gregor with penis in hand, "Oh look what I have. Miss it? hahahha Well, I guess it is true that a cock in the hand is worth two in the bush. I bet you're probably crying now at this but hey, I can satisfy a woman. I'm sure you'll eventually leave Buck and find yourself a good man who will take care of you. Sorry I caused you so much pain but lets face it, she's having my child that we conceived out of love.")

The tape went blank and Donna sat in a pool of tears. It was true, all of it. She had seen it for herself. Juanita had never responded like that for her. She sat in her tears as Buck came home. He held her in his arms, shocked at the fear that she had.

"I only want a night of good sex. "She said softly, "but I want to have a few beers first."

Buck complied. He licked her mounds and stimulating her and tasting her. He slowly put two fingers in her pussy and allowed them to enter. He kissed and licked her legs and worked his way up and down her. He lapped up her juices that had been wet with vaginal wetness and tears. She smiled as he placed her fingers to her lips allowing her a taste. He had a hard time keeping up with her orgasms and she rode his mouth like an instrument for her own pleasure. She pounded her pussy against his mouth again and again. He mounted her like an animal, the only way he knew how. But still, a dry fuck was better than nothing.

His shaft slid it's way into her lips and her cervix. It was better than she had dreamed, even with the dildo. Suddenly they both began to cry as his hot cum burst inside of her, drenching her with passion. Her pussy rocked. And then she let out a loud gush of passion that filled the room with a loud wet disgusting sound somehow pleasant. It would be their last night together.

The next morning Donna put all of her clothes in a duffel bag and snuck down the stairs. She now knew what she wanted out of life. She was careful to take her dildo with her that she had respectfully named "Gregor". And got a ticket on the train to Florida.

The conductor looked over at the woman who requested the ticket and thought of the perky breasts that pointed out at him.

She removed the glasses from her face and whispered through the veil, "Maine. I will do anything to get there. Anything please just help me. I am in a lot of danger."

Of course the wrinkly old conductor had her up front the whole time with her lips wrapped around his member. Shooting hot cum into her mouth in motion with the train's tearing down the tracks. His cum tasted so delicious that she didn't mind. Much better than Buck, who was probably by now having fit that she had gone on some shopping spree. He really was bad in bed!

Soon she got off the train in Maine and kept a loving eye open for her former wife. She'd know that body anywhere. It was worth a shot. And then she found her waddling down the street in her pregnant little girlishness. "Fuck! she is so big" Donna gasped.

"Juanita! hey Juanita!" Donna said, realizing that Juanita was alone. Maybe somehow she could convince her of the treachery of the other woman who she had become.

"Donna!" Juanita exclaimed, hugging her "What are you doing here?"

"You are not going to believe this hon. I've missed you. I'm back in your life, my love. Oh how I am so confused."

Juanita stood back and gasped in horror at Donna's words. "What? I am not that kind of girl you know. And it's just not right."

"No. Please listen to me. "Donna gasped in tears "I have had to have sex with Buck and eat his cum and please him and wait on him hand and foot. It all goes back to that statue you gave me.. her.. whatever. She changed our bodies and warned me never to say anything. Oh babe... she even.. " She could take no more and began crying.

"Come home. We'll talk this over. It is strange because I have noticed a change in his sexuality, no offense baby. Oh shit.... " Juanita cooed to Donna. As they waddled off together.

Donna showed Juanita the video. The passion and the warmth and the coldness of her husband's words. It all made sense. Juanita held the sobbing Donna and looked her in the eyes.

"Hey babe, we'll get this bitch back. I married you because I loved who you were... who you are. This doesn't change it. We'll figure something out. Even if you have been with men as you've said. We'll figure something out. This is what she wanted, to have me. That hussy"

Donna's tears went away enough for her to smile, "I love you too. It is just so weird. I love you so much, but Buck wanted blowjobs every night! I ate his cum and loved it. Then the other day he finally.. FINALLY gave me the meat and I melted in his arms like a slut. She's right I am a pussy. I can't escape it. I want ... you. I want to be a man. I want cum and passion and heat."

Juanita kissed her on the forehead, "You're my princess and this baby is going to be OURS. We'll take care of him tonight."

Donna took a deep breath, "And the way that Buck came in my crotch.... it was... oh fuck I have to be pregnant too!"

Juanita sighed and bent Donna back, "see I know too." And she began to eat Donna like a she had never been eaten out before.

Donna had never been touched this way by another woman and it felt somehow good to be with her wife again.

"Oh Juanita!" Donna gasped.

"This is my first time with you, but definitely not my last." Juanita smiled.

"ummm" she slurped at Donna's wetness. Donna felt so weird getting the treatment on this end.

Donna liked additional stimulation-- a finger or two into the vagina fingering her slowly. Juanita noticed this would increase the wetness substantially. It also helped her achieve orgasm faster. She personally loved this method, but remembered not to be too rough, she wanted to bring her pleasure, not pain. As she reached climax she bucked and squirmed over Juanita and covered her with warm juice from her orgasm.

Juanita slowly sat up and looked at Donna.

"I'm sorry, I" Donna started to say. But Juanita leaned over to her and kissed her passionately, sharing the drip of the juices. Donna lapped around her lips and licked her way down to Juanita's breasts.

It had been so long since Donna had tasted a good breast or a pussy.

Donna's mound was so wet and sticky. It was unreal because this was not the woman to woman situation that he had envisioned thoughout his life as a man and now as a woman. It felt so good and so natural to give pleasure to Juanita, who was afterall his lovely wife. It was this woman who had given and been the source of so many moments of pleasure. But Donna was a woman and a mother of two children in her own rite, the taste of Juanita's sweet pussy excited her, but still a part of her was Donna and yearned for a man. Her mound was so wet she couldn't help but reach down and gently caress herself carefully and sensually.

The two sat up into the late hours of the night carefully going over every moment of the past few months. Juanita feeling like a slut for being dominated and controlled by this new hateful man who she had thought was her husband. They laughed and hugged and shared cup after cup of coffee. Gregor had taken on all of Donna's feelings and whines and her passions and her sensations and her lust for the better more prevalent things in life. She had found out the hard way that drinking beer was not the key nor the ticket to happiness, nor the size of a warm cock bursting it's load in her mouth. She would miss the blowjobs, which somehow gave her something to reach out to and grasp each day and identify with, the taste of his juices in her mouth. Being a woman had opened a whole new perspective on life that we unimaginable before. It was so incredible!

Their decision was simple. There would be no revenge for the insensitive nature of the two men that they had shared their bodies with. Both were pregnant, that would be difficult in itself, but they had each other. They were not evil women, for their love was true and passionate, beyond magic and spells. It betrayed the curses of the ages and blossomed into a warm loving relationship that not even the aspirations of a filthy twisted player could kill. It went beyond passion and beyond what Gregor -- the new evil Gregor -- could ever dream of.

"I want to have this baby, "Juanita sighed as she sat on the couch with Donna's head resting on her chest. They were watching Xena Warrior Princess together, a show that they used to enjoy on this very same spot a lifetime ago. Now they felt like a twisted banner carrying episode of Ellen. "And I want you to hide out in my Uncle Tony's old cabin up in the mountains. He left it there and never goes there anymore. Oh sweetheart it will be the perfect place for you. There are trails that you can hike and maybe even we can get together on a weekend and um..."

Donna giggled and pressed her head closer to Juanita's chest, her heart. She looked up at Donna's baby blue eyes and smiled warmly. "And what would that be? I can cut my hair and dye it. Buck will never suspect me. Hell, he never looked me in the eyes anyhow. Unless it was after he blew his load on me."

Juanita took her finger and lovingly moved the hair away from Donna's eyes, "He's out of your life, and I'm in it. Like I said, you just stay up there and I will tell Gregor that I am no longer happy with our relationship. He's already screwing around on me, "she kissed her gently on the lips "seeing other women you know."

"I know."Donna cooed back with a whisper, "And then when your .. our divorce is finalized we can take what money that we get out of him and move to California and get a nice house along the beach. Donna was partial to them and I guess that I am as well." She licked her lips with the taste and aroma of that sweet woman that she had so loved in both lifetimes in both lives. Even the real Donna had loved a drunken Juanita, it was no difference anymore. "They let dykes like us get hitched out there."

Donna Cummings had always loved men, but still, nothing could compare to the taste of a woman.