Transforming Genevieve Ch. 25 by R_U_Romantic,R_U_Romantic

Mark was good at his job, and he moved around us so that his lens could easily capture his next direction.

“Touch his cock,” he suggested.

I lifted my fingers to the waistband of his jeans and then flatted my hand and slid it down over his rock-hard cock.

“Stroke it a couple of times,” Mark said.

As I stroked his denim encapsulated cock I looked up at Billy, his eyes focused on my emerald green eyes, and I could see lust deep in his. “I can’t wait to feel this rock-hard cock in my hands,” I remarked.

Hearing my remark, Mark said, “Okay, Gen, kneel before him but keep your hands on his cock while you do.”

I slowly dropped to my knees and continued stroking his hard cock through his jeans. Billy moved his hands away but allowed my long hair to continue covering my tits.

As I gazed into Billy’s eyes, Mark said, “Okay, Gen, open his jeans.” His direction brought a smile to my lips.

With nimble fingers, I undid the clasp of his pants and slowly drew the zipper down. Billy wasn’t wearing underwear, so I knew that when Mark instructed me to slide his jeans down, Billy’s rock-hard cock would be directly in front of my face.

Billy didn’t wait for Mark’s instruction; he moved his hands to the waistband of his jeans, and together, we drew them down off his hips. His rock-hard cock sprang forth, proud and pointing toward the ceiling.

I smiled at him and ran the tip of my tongue around my lips for good measure.

Billy’s jeans were puddled around his feet, and as I slowly ran one hand up his leg, I reached for his beautiful cock with the other. I circled the shaft at the base with my thumb and index finger and stretched the other three delicate digits down over his scrotum and solid balls.

Now I had mentioned to Hess earlier that I enjoy taking a limp cock in my mouth and feeling it stiffen. But Billy’s cock was already completely erect, so I took a moment or two to study his package. Unlike many porn star men, Billy’s cock wasn’t huge, between six and seven inches. His cock shaft was silky smooth without any visible veins showing. Above his corona had a sexy flair and the glans of his cock head were just as smooth as his shaft.

As I stroked up along the shaft, a tiny drop of pre-cum oozed from the opening of his urethra, and I used my index finger to smear his juice evenly over the glans.

Mark was kneeling beside us, and as I stroked Billy’s cock again, he said, “Okay, Gen, show us how you suck cock.”

Apparently, I was on my own. He’d not instruct me on how I’d pleasure Billy’s cock.

I started by lavishing every square inch of his scrotum and cock shaft with my wet tongue, giving it a sexy sheen, then moved up to circle his corona several times with just the tip of my tongue. I kept eye contact with Billy as I prepared his cock to enter my warm moist mouth. He had that same lustful look on his face, pleading for me to suck his cock.

I drew his cock head down, exhaling deeply over the tip as I opened my lips and slid them over his glans. A throaty moan escaped his mouth as I closed my soft lips around the shaft just below the head. I enjoy sucking cock, especially a new cock, and usually take time to pleasure the corona and glans for several minutes before taking a man deeper. But somehow, I knew that this short audition tape didn’t need to expand on how much I enjoy being playful with a new lover’s cock.

Billy confirmed that when he said one word, “Deeper.”

I pressed forward, taking another couple of inches of his rock-hard cock in my mouth, softly caressing his frenulum with my moist flat tongue and drawing my silky-smooth cheeks in tightly to pleasure his corona.

I pulled back until his cock head slipped from my lips, a thick string of salvia stretching from my lower lip to the head of his cock. “It tastes wonderful,” I remarked before taking him inside a second time.

Another couple of inches of throbbing cock slipped between my lips, leaving me with an inch or two yet to engulf. “Suck it,” I heard Mark say.

Billy chimed in, saying, “Deep throat me!”

His seven-inch cock wedged into the back of my mouth, and as he placed his hand on my head to hold me firmly, his hips thrust forward, causing his cock head to spear my throat. Billy’s cock is far from the longest I’ve throated, but the excitement of having him impale me that way felt highly erotic, not to mention that two total strangers were watching as I performed my most gifted of sexual talents.

I felt his hand move from my skull, but I kept his pulsing cock embedded in the soft wet flesh of my throat.

Billy’s hands moved to my hair that covered my lovely 34 B tits. Gathering it in his hands, he pulled my long black locks behind my head into a tight-fisted ponytail.

“Fuck her throat,” I heard Hess say from behind.

Billy forcefully yanked on my hair, pulling me back until his rock-hard cock slipped from my lips. A cascade of salvia escaped my mouth, dribbling off my chin onto my soft tits.

I had enough time to gasp for air before he thrust back inside, plunging his rock-hard cock head deep in my throat. He throat fucked me like that for several minutes, Mark capturing every detail of this rather forceful oral session.

I suspected that Billy would climax had Mark not broken off our deepthroat blowjob by saying, “Let’s take a break.”

“A break,” I thought.

As Billy pulled his cock from my mouth, another cascade of saliva splashed on my tits, and my spit dangled off his cock. He moved a couple of steps back, and as he did, I noticed Hess, his hand slowly stroking his hard cock. I assumed Mark’s cock was in the same condition, but he was too busy getting set up for the next scene.

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