The Pill – part 5

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The Pill – part 5This is the 5th chapter in the story of my adventures in London, on the day when I took a small pink pill and my face and body transformed into that of a beautiful young woman. However, I knew that I only had 24 hours before the effects wore off and so determined not to miss any opportunity as I had a day of sexual adventures, some planned, some on the spur of the moment.The story so far: I had started my day in the back of a van, in a multi-storey car park, choosing the outfits I would wear during the day, and discovering the wonders of my new female body. I had then greatly improved the days of a couple of men on packed commuter trains, before arriving at my office and seducing my lesbian secretary, followed by giving the office intern his first sexual experience…I had gone on to give the cheeky Italian owner of my favourite sandwich shop an encounter he would be secretively muttering to his favourite male customers about for months to come, before giving a very public show to two sets of very grateful and – from the activities in their trousers – relieved builders…After my show for the workmen on their scaffolds, I found that I was enjoying the walk through the streets of London, I was enjoying the envious stares of the girls and the approving looks from the guys. Some guys tried to chat me up, but I smiled, laughed and kept going. I really wasn’t paying too much attention to where I was going, but realised that there were now fewer offices and more shops and theatres – I was now entering the heart of the West End. Here was Leicester Square! The clicking of my heels on the pavement took me north up Charing Cross Road – towards Soho. I don’t think I had intended coming here, but as I thought of Soho, a memory entered my head – did these places still exist? Would I be allowed in?The memory was of a porn video I had once seen – as a man I watched quite a bit of porn – but this particular video had captured my imagination and now a frisson of excitement travelled through my body as I wondered if I could have my own version of it. The memory was of a beautiful girl in a porn cinema, surrounded by dirty old men – giving them a thrill. The video had been staged, but if I could do this, then it wouldn’t be!I walked the streets of Soho for a good 40 minutes, but couldn’t find a porn cinema, or anything approaching it. I was just about to give up, when a smartly-dressed middle aged gentleman came up to me.”Excuse me for asking, but you seem to be lost – I have seen you pass this way a couple of times now. Can I help?”I pondered for a minute – he seemed quite respectable, but then he obviously seemed to know his way round Soho! “Well, if truth be told, I am trying to find a porn cinema, but I can’t find any.””Ah, he said, when his features had recovered from their surprise. “The council has closed them all down. However some of the shops retain what they call ‘viewing rooms’ at the back of their premises. Some can be nearly as big as the old flea-pit cinemas and are actually cleaner. But, why would someone as gorgeous as you be looking for a place like that?”I appraised him briefly, then smiled. “If you can take me to one, I will show you!” He started in surprise, licked his lips, then nodded his agreement. “Follow me.” he said huskily. I could see that his imagination was running riot; maybe he had the same video as I had. To increase his pleasurable discomfort, I slipped my hand into his and smiled sweetly into his shocked face.A few hundred yards and a couple of turns later, we entered a bright and gaudily lit shop. There were rows of DVDs on the shelves, magazines in racks on a wall, and a second section further back in the shop where I could see manekins in strange poses wearing a range of scanty lingerie, sex outfits and one in full S&M gear. I had actually never been inside a sex shop, and I had dropped my helper’s hand and was gazing about myself – getting a few amused, if stunned looks from the 3 or 4 guys in the shop. My helper – who had told me his name was Trevor – was speaking to a guy with a pony tail at the back of the shop, at his beckon, I came forward and the poneytail dude eyed me with unconcealed interest. He said to Trevor: “It’s a tenner for you. She gets in free!” Trevor took my hand and pulled me keenly towards a door at the back of the store. I noticed the other guys in the store take interest.Walking through the door, we entered a dark room, with a large cinema screen on one wall. We stood still illegal bahis for a moment while our eyes grew accostomed to the gloom. I became aware that we were not alone in the room – there were 3 or 4 rows of fold-up cinema style seats, about 6 seats in a row and there were 3 guys already in there. One fat guy at the back was snoring gently to himself!I sensed that Trevor was not sure how to proceed, so I took the lead. I gripped his hand and walked down the rows of seats to the front row, then moved to the centre. A mutter of protest from one guy, at having his view briefly interrupted of the naked lesbian women on screen, was cut short when he suddenly became aware of the silhouette of the person blocking his view. I was very aware that my blouse must be pretty much see through with the light behind me. I sat down in the middle of the row and pulled Trevor into the seat beside me. I gazed up at the writhing women, huge on the screen above me. I took Trevor’s hand and placed it on my stockinged knee. For a moment it rested there, its owner still hesitant, then it started a slow journey up my thigh. My legs parted to allow its upward journey to continue. The hand paused when it reached my stocking tops, the fingers playing with the elastic. Then the hand went away to be replaced by its friend. Trevor’s arm went around my shoulders and I drew my eyes away from the screen – which had been doing more to turn me on than Trevor’s fumblings, but suddenly he seemed to have made a decision and his mouth was on mine, his tongue sliding inside, hot and passionate. The hand on my thigh set off again and I parted my legs further to allow his fingers to reach my hot moist pussy, which his finger tips began to rub, through my insubstantial underwear.I heard the seat behind and to the right of me move and sensed another’s breath on my neck. I broke away from Trevor’s passionate kiss and turned to regard the face of the man on my right. It was an older, kindly face with blue eyes, which were standing out on stalks as he was trying to look down my top, or at the white flesh at the top of my stockings – I couldn’t tell which. I put my right hand up and gently touched his cheek, feeling the whiskers. I felt him swallow hard and the sweat of excitement on his face. He put a hand out and I caught it, guiding it to my right breast. I felt the quiver of excitement. It had probably been many years since he had felt a breast this young and firm. His hands were quite rough, but his touch was gentle and deft, as his fingers sought my nipple through my blouse. It felt very good.I looked back at Trevor, who had a strange look upon his face. Shock? Jealousy? However his fingers had not stopped their action on my pussy, if anything they were becoming more enthusiastic. A thought that Trevor’s fingers were in competition with the old man’s on my nipple nearly made me giggle. I suppressed it by sticking my tongue back down Trevor’s throat!I was beginning to feel the heat building inside me again, when a shadow fell across me. I looked round to see one of the other men had come round to the front of me and was standing up in the row of seats, watching me with so much lust on his face. He had his cock in his hand and was slowly stroking it while his bulging eyes took in the scene before him. I shifted slightly and reached out my hand for it. The old man stopped his ministrations of my nipple but I turned to him and pleaded he continue. Finally he slid his hand inside my blouse and this time my left tit was thrilled as the rough hand moved across it to cup it and to start gently playing.I now had a good grasp of the third man’s cock. I was amused by its owner’s seeming reluctance to come nearer, but I pulled him in closer, towing him by the cock! For some strange reason I now felt slightly guilty about Trevor. He had got me into this place and I needed to give him a treat too. I reached out for the front of his suit trousers and felt the bulge there. Rock hard. Trevor had not been expecting the touch and moaned involuntarily. I fumbled with the zip, but couldn’t do it single handedly. “Help me get it out.” I ordered him and he briefly stopped playing with my now very wet pussy and undid the zip. I think his fingers were well lubricated, as he struggled at first. I reached into his fly, moved his underpants aside and pulled out his hot cock. “Pussy, please!” I begged him and his hand went back up my skirt, moved my panties aside and a finger quickly slid inside illegal bahis siteleri my hot, very damp cunt. I moaned and involuntarily arched my back with the sensation of it.I was now wanking Trevor’s cock in my left hand, an unknown stranger’s cock in my right hand, I now had two of Trevor’s fingers inside me and another man’s hand down the front of my blouse. God it felt good!!I felt so hot now. Flimsy as they were, I needed to be rid of my clothes. I let go of both cocks, playfully slapped the groping hands away and stood up. My legs were wobbly and I could feel the hungry eyes on me. I stepped in front of Trevor and turned back to face the three men. I was amused to see the fat man at the back still asleep. Boy, was he missing something!There was some cheesy porn music playing on the long-forgotten film now and I swayed to the music as I slowly unbuttoned my blouse. My three companions watched me transfixed and just seeing the effect I was having on them kept me wet and horny. All three men now had their cocks out and all were slowly stroking them, watching me as I gyrated. With my blouse undone, my tits were exposed to 6 hungry eyes. The standing man reached out towards them, but again I slapped his hand away and slid the blouse off my shoulders, dropping it to the floor.I turned my back to them, facing the huge screen and deciding to give Trevor another treat, pushed my arse towards him, lowering myself into his lap, feeling the hot bulge of his penis through the material of my skirt. I ground into his lap, rubbing his penis with my arse. His hands reached round me, but I grasped his wrists and pinned them to the arms of the chair. I could feel him moving with me, feel his breath hot on my exposed back. I was worried he would cum too soon, so I raised my pert arse from his lap and indicated to the zip at the back. I felt his fumbling hands on the zip and the skirt loosen. I stepped forward again and turned to face my audience. I wiggled my hips and felt the skirt begin to slide down. With a small tug it then slid down my legs to land in a small heap around my feet. I stepped out of it and looked back to the guys who were staring open-mouthed, drinking in my beauty and sexiness, with the suspender belt, the thong and the stockings.I now turned my back on the guys, and hooked my thumbs into the thong belt, and slowly, bending as I did so, slipped the thong down my legs, letting the very horny men have as good a view of my pussy as they could in the half-light. I had thought about leaving it on, as I didn’t want any of the men here to actually fuck me and taking off my thong may have been seen as an invitation. However I felt so in control of the situation, that I was sure I could control these men too.I walked back towards Trevor, sitting agog, his cock standing stiff and tall. I turned and bent over in front of him, my pussy in his face. He quickly got the hint and I felt his tongue start to probe my juicy slit, his hands, on my arse cheeks. As I stood there bent over, a hopeful cock appeared next to my face. I didn’t disappoint and brought it to my lips, kissing the end, tasting the saltiness, before sliding my lips tightly round it. It was quite a small cock and I soon had all of it in my mouth as I sucked, sliding my lips back and forth along its brief length. Although I had not had any experience of sucking cocks until that day – and also no desire to – I suspected that I was quite good at it, given the grunts of pleasure I could hear above the sound of the film. I suddenly wondered what had become of the third man and stopped sucking to look round. “Keep going – please!” said the owner of the cock, worried that I had stopped, so I gave it a few encouraging tugs with my hand, to keep his interest. I saw the third man, stroking his cock and watching me avidly. I beckoned to him, and he rapidly got to his feet and started working his way along the seats to come out to the front. I giggled as he nearly tripped over his undone trousers, then returned my attention to the cock in hand. I realised the guys panic as half a dozen sucks later I felt him thrust and heard him let out a groan as – not for the first time that day – I felt hot salty spunk hit the back of my throat, as he emptied his load into my mouth.It was at that moment that Trevor changed his method. He had been rather wonderfully tongue-fucking me, but now he took my clit between his lips and – well I don’t know quite what he did – all I know was that it canlı bahis siteleri was like a pleasure bomb going off in my head. The spent cock dropped out of my mouth as I opened my mouth and screamed involuntarily. I orgasmed suddenly there and then, feeling the weirdest sensation, as, I worked out later, I squirted my juices over Trevor’s face. My legs buckled and I sat back into Trevor’s lap. His wet face was laughing at me. I could feel his cock beneath me, trapped beneath my arse and I started moving slowly on it. He momentarily shut his eyes and put his head back, then putting his head forward again asked me “please can I fuck you?”. I hesitated. My pussy was aching for a good fucking – I had not had that feeling before, but I somehow knew it. However I had already decided on who I would be losing my female virginity to, and – unfortunately for him – it wasn’t Trevor. I looked at him, big round pleading eyes, then kissed him fully on the mouth, my tongue probing his mouth, as his had probed my pussy moments earlier. Then broke off and said “sorry, no!” I slowly slid off his lap, keeping my eyes fixed on his disappointed face, as I knelt between his legs and slowly, deliberately licked the length of his shaft. The disappointed left his face, as I flipped his cock into my mouth and began to suck.Just then, I felt a familiar rough hand, but this time on my arse. The third man had arrived. The hand travelled slowly across my arse cheeks, before travelling down and I felt a storing calloused finger sliding along my pussy lips. I sensed him kneel behind me, shifting into position, but looking up at Trevor, saw him shake his head to the third man. I reached round behind me, finding the cock which had been moments ago hoping to enter my vagina, I took it in hand and started to tug at it. It was a bit awkward though, and realising my predicament, it’s owner shuffled round to my side. This made it easier for him too, I guess, to keep playing with my pussy. He was an old man and I guessed he had played with a few pussies in his time, if not recently, he had not lost any of his skill. Waves of pleasure were rippling through me, as his rough finger entered me, penetrating me, rubbing my pussy walls. His other hand had, once again found my tits and I could feel the pleasure as he played with my stiffened, sensitive nipples.Trevor was starting to climax now, he was thrusting into my mouth, his eyes closed, his face red, even in the half light from the screen behind me. Suddenly he let out a loud “Fuck, Yeah!!” And another fountain of spunk was going off in my mouth.I could feel the third man thrusting into my hand now too, and his playing of my pussy was getting rougher, less controlled, still giving me pleasure, but hurting a bit too. I turned on my knees to also take his cock into my willing mouth, but, through clenched teeth he growled “No! Tits!!” I was confused for a moment, but he stumbled into a chair, dragging me with him, almost pulling me over in my eagerness. As he pulled me to him, I suddenly understood. He slid down in the chair and, kneeling between his legs, I wrapped my tits around his cock. It felt a bit awkward, as I tit-wanked him, meeting his thrusts, but it was what he wanted and needed as he soon came all over my chest, great thick gouts of cum. I thought it was some kind of special effect in porn films, I didn’t think guys could really spout like that, but he did. It was quite amazing.Afterwards, he slumped in the chair. I was worried that I had killed him, until this massive grin spread over his face. Soon all 4 of us were laughing. I got to my feet. I realised that my stockings had laddered with all the shuffling round on the carpet, so I unclipped the suspender built and slid it and the stockings off. I walked, stark naked through the cinema, an idea in my head and very gently decorated the sleeping fat man’s head with the stockings and suspenders. A mystery for him when he awoke. I came back down to the front, to my new friends. I felt my chest, damp with cum and wondered what to do, but one of the guys passed me a pack of baby wipes. I looked at them, seeming incongruous in this sleazy environment, but gratefully used them to clean myself up. I took my blouse – having no more need for it – and used it as a towel. I then, still being watched by the guys, found my lacy black thong and slid it back on. Then, opening my bag, I took out the gold dress and pulled it on, accentuating my wiggles, for their benefits. I took out my brush and brushed my tousled hair. Then I kissed each guy on the lips, giving a more passionate kiss to Trevor before thanking them all and heading out of the little theatre, through the shop, and back into the darkening streets of Soho.

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