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A Different Kind of Sensation 2 (Edit)

Author: @AHWGRAPHIC Published: 2017-06-21 Length: 446 words 12 likes 📚 Series: Part 2 of 2 🌐 View on OpenTGC ↗
A Different Kind of Sensation 2 (Edit)

Its been two weeks since The Great Shift caused Calvin to switch bodies with Marge down his street and surprisingly he was taking it pretty well, despite losing 46 years. He went from being a teenage boy, straight to a sexy GILF. He had to admit, for her age Marge was still very attractive, he even wanked off a bunch of times to her in his old body and now he has all her body to himself, as well as her dildo collection.

Marge would come round regularly helping him adjust to being a woman, which was sometimes funny as she sometimes caught him masturbating in her body, which in turn would make her cock twitch with excitement. Calvin would continue playing with his pussy laughing while Marge would proceed to the bathroom to beat off to get rid of her throbbing erection.

Calvin was again admiring his new reflection as a comfortable warmth emanated from between his legs. he may look like a 64 year-old woman but he definitely still thought like a horny 18 year-old boy. He begins to slip a finger inside himself exploring his hot, old cunt, gently rubbing it.

rolling the fingers around, back and forth, lower and higher until— he shivers fantastically and closes his eyes. Yes, that’s the spot, that little nub. He starts to reach up with his other hand to squeeze one of his aging tits.“Oh, fuck,” he purrs in Marge’s sexy voice, savouring the mounting pleasure, his pussy becoming wetter by the sensation. “Oh, yes, yes.” he moans louder, his mature body loosens up as he slip some fingers deeper inside myself, moaning loudly as he slides his fingers in and out of the rapidly dripping pussy. oscillating between rubbing his sensitive clit and fingering himself, growing wetter, hornier with each second. He starts to giggle as he hears Marge in the bathroom in his teenage body groaning in pleasure as she pumps up and down on her raging cock, relieving herself of her new teenage hormones. “Oh. Ohhh. Ohhhh.” Calvin moans in Marge’s voice as his knees buckle and the wonderful tension forces his legs taut against the sheets, each thrust into his glorious pleasure strains him further until “Oh God! Oh fuck! Oh!” his body releases, a scream escaping his lips louder than before as he reaches his peak, his aching pussy coating his fingers in juices. He rides the diminishing wave of pleasure down slowly, gently massaging one of his tits. He hears the toilet flush in the bathroom, smiling to himself knowing full well Marge just blasted her hot load, getting off from his screaming orgasm.