Climbing into a cab with Mike's peacock tail behind you requires the necessary effort. You can't stick your ass in first, since that meant you'd be sitting right on top of it, which would cause a painful tugging sensation. At the pub you had been lucky, really, for managing to get a stool right behind the bar, since there had been nothing in the way for your feathers when sitting down.
Instead, when entering the back seat of the taxi that would bring you to Jessie's empty apartment - in contrast to your own apartment, which was probably occupied by Mike and his Latina girlfriend -, you have to stick in your right foot first, then bend down, and sit sideways, praying that your tail wouldn't get slammed when the cab door shut. Because that would hurt. Wearing a seat belt is barely an option like this, so you hope the chauffeur would drive slowly, for some extra charge if necessary, for you to arrive safely at your destination.
Now, you are directly facing Jessie, since you really can't sit any other way. You find out that she's all too eager to marvel at your chest, occasionally sneaking a glance towards your crotch.
"Like what you see?" You ask.
She simply nods, and then looking at the way you're sitting, she states, "It must be a challenge, having a tail attached to your back like that."
You laugh, hearing the melodic tones coming from your new throat. You're gradually getting used to these changes. You wonder how life must be right now for the woman with the giraffe neck. You don't believe you ever managed to talk with it, instead occasionally making whatever noises giraffes managed to make. You realize that you regret letting go of that elephant's trunk you had managed to swap Mike's former nose with during your visit at the zoo. You never did get the chance to do kinky stuff with that appendage. It had definitely been long enough to do something with it.
But that shouldn't matter by now. You don't remember everything that clearly anymore, but you are pretty sure that swapping cunt with the one from one of the pussy-faced ladies had been an incredibly good choice. Her clit being as large and sensitive as it is, her glory hole as wet and equally exciting... You can't wait to finally bring it to good use!
"Yep," you say, popping the 'p'. "For as long as I've had it, it's been a real pain in the ass." You drunkenly giggle at your own pun. "But it's really useful for attracting people of the likes of you."
"Oh?" Jessie says, her expression one of surprise and curiosity. "This tail is new to you? How so?" She asks.
You decide to give her a half-truth, not yet wanting her to know you had swapped your entire body with Mike's. It was him who managed to get all the ladies after all.
"I decided to swap my ass with my roommate's when taking the remote for a test-drive. His tail was always something I was curious about, ever since I'd met him. Now I finally got the chance," You lean in towards Jessie, "And look where it got me." You say with a smile.
Jessie chuckles, bringing her slender finger to your lips. "We're almost there nightingale."
You pout, and for shits and giggles, decide to play with the remote some more.
Toying with the device, you find some more interesting settings, and decide to test them.
Looking over at the cab driver, you zap him, and all of a sudden, the car's gear stick was replaced with the man's interestingly large penis. Without noticing it, the chauffeur continues doing his job, making a turn by slowing his speed and shifting the gear to two.
You bend over towards Jessie, and whisper in her ear, "What a fancy looking gear stick that is...," letting the sentence hang in the air.
Jessie simply chuckles, then says, in a tone equally low, "Yours- Mine is bigger."
You jerk away from her with a gasp, and bit your lower lip longingly, betraying your lust. However, you also realize that it had been a practical joke, and Jessie hadn't realized you had swapped the gear shift with the driver's cock. You wanted, somehow, to make her find out.
Trying for another swap, you see how suddenly, the man behind the wheel is slowly rubbing the cock shift up and down. He jerks slightly every time he uses it.
You lean forward, making sure that none of your feathers are in the way.
"What's that with you rubbing the gear shift the whole time, mister?" You ask.
You watch a blush appear on the middle-aged man's face through the rear-view mirror, as he shifts his head slightly to look at you for a moment. The reality alteration makes for a plausible answer.
"I do it so that it stays erect," he answers. "I can't get a proper hold onto it when it's flaccid the whole time." It was almost as if he had told this story all his career as a cab driver. You back over towards Jessie and wiggle your eyebrows for a moment. She raises one of her own in suspicion.
"And what if you go too far?" You ask.
The man sighs, before giving a straight answer once more. "Then it ejaculates, and goes flaccid again. But don't worry about it, I've got a good feel on it, so I know when to stop massaging it. And besides, I've taken two pills or so of Viagra, so that it remains erect even after it ejaculates."
You thank the driver for his explanation, and turn to look towards Jessie again, who appears to have realized what you've done. You giggle again, and half whisper, half shout, "I have the power!"
A few minutes later, after making some more conversation and flirting, the driver pulls over. "We're here," he says, and he pushes the trembling cock towards neutral.
"Holy shit," Jessie says. "That man's going to get the best orgasm of his life, edging like that for so long. Did you see how that thing was?"
"Hah!" You laugh. "What's it to you?"
Your date blushes and looks away with a mysterious grin on her face. You reach you hand behind her back and squeeze one of her ass cheeks. She lets out a surprised yelp.
"Damn it Pete," she squeaks, blushing even more profusely now, "Not right here!"
"You sure?" You ask, pacing a couple steps before her and raising your tail again. Your ass is ready to be squeezed, but Jessie refrains from doing so.
The apartment you enter is cozy, feminine of course. It's to be expected from a woman like Jessie. Everything is neat and perfectly clean, in big contrast to the place you and your roommate Mike reside in. Jessie's apartment has a living room, bed room, and kitchen all in one, and a king-size bed for one person, and the occasional visitor.
"Damn, does your complex have house-keeping or something?" You ask.
"Nope," Jessie says, looking proud. "I did a big clean-up a couple of days ago. I really didn't want to make a mess again, but... considering you..."
You grin, rubbing your thighs together, feeling yourself lubricate for the umpteenth time tonight.
"Just let me get ready for a sec. Go make yourself at home Pete."
And so you did. As soon as she entered the bathroom, you ponder what's coming next, what to do next.
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Jessie grins at you as soon as she exits the bathroom. You are holding the sheets from her bed before you, while your clothes lay right at her feet. You feel another pang of excitement run through your nerves, over your nipples and down your crotch, as you see all she's wearing, is a single pair of leggings. Her absolutely massive member stands erect and very visible behind the fabric, and you swear you see the snake move up and down, as you're entranced by the sight.
"What's all this, nightingale?" Your date asks. "Didn't I say I didn't want you to make a mess out of my room?"
You tease her. "You may have implied it, but say anything?" You bring a finger to your chin. "No, I don't think so."
She remains silent, rocking her hips back and forth. My eyes are glued to the massive tent blooming from her crotch.
"Besides, you were taking so long," you add. "Look down at your feet."
Jessie eyes the clothes on the floor. Her grin widens.
"It was cold," you whine, pouting. "I needed to warm up in your sheets, but now that you're finally here..."
You lift your tail, raising it from the ground, and spreading its feathers. At the same time, you drop the blanket, revealing your naked body to Jessie in all its glory.
"...Why don't you drop those pants for me baby? Show me your gear stick?"
She shakes her head, to your disappointment. Still, what move would she make then? Anticipation replaced your previous feeling, and your crotch is beginning to feel on fire, as she slowly approaches you.
You turn around, and bend over slightly, while using your arms as support, tightly holding onto the windowsill. Your ass is turned towards her, pussy bare and exposed, and because of the feathered tail between you and Jessie, you can barely see her as she closes in on you, one step at a time.
"Like what you see?" You ask, your pussy quivering and your vaginal muscles tensing at every step you feel and hear Jessie make on the apartment's wooden floor.
Her hands touch your exposed butt, and you gasp at the feeling of her fingers caressing your sensitive skin. You feel the tip of her cock right by your soaking wet entrance, only the fabric of her yoga pants keeping her from entering your special place, and you let out a melodic whine again.
"Awh," Jessie says. "And here I was hoping for you to kiss me on the lips."
You regret your decision, and want to turn back around, but Jessie's firm grip on your ass cheeks keep you in place.
You feel her hot breath run over your sensitive folds, and bend over slightly further again.
"I guess this will have to do," you hear her say in a barely audible whisper.
For a moment, you can only see stars. The sudden sensation of her tongue assaulting your massively engorged clit, is too much for your brain to encompass. You realize only later that you have let out an incredibly loud moan as soon as there had been contact between your nub and her organ. Jessie continues her assault towards your clit, and you see your knuckles whiten in front of you, as you grip the windowsill in front of you even harder.
You feel how your tail wants to rise itself up even further, hearing the rustle of feathers at every jerk of your muscles. You spread your legs wider, your back arching, as Jessie expertly uses her tongue on that tiny center of pleasure and somehow, without any effort, manages to find Mike's, now your G-spot, as she penetrates your pussy with not one, not two, but three fingers all at once.
Your muscles jerk, and you feel weak, but you know you haven't gone over the brim yet. As Jessie lets go of you and you drop down on the ground.
You are given some time to recover, sitting up sideways to get rid of the back pains, catching your breath, you watch as Jessie puts the white sheets on top of the bed again and finally, finally removes those cursed yoga pants of hers, showing you her member in all its glory.
And it is huge.
It stands out like that cock on that swapped man's face, at the pub. That had been an arousing sight, now you're seeing it on the body of the person you're having sex with, the one you're about to get fucked by.
She approaches you again, lifting you up with some effort. Her arms are weaker than yours of course, but her peck muscles definitely give her more ease in carrying weights such as yours. You're carried over to her bed, and laid on top of its sheets. Your tail is underneath you, but since you're lying flat on your back, there shouldn't be any problems.
"Want to go missionary?" Jessie asks. "Your feathers are only going to be in the way when we fuck doggy-style."
"Sure," you speak, between gasps. "Missionary or rodeo. These are also Mike's favorite. Let me try them."
Jessie smiles. She leans in for a kiss, and you eagerly accept it. You go on like this, French-kissing, using tongue, until she runs her lips down your cheek, neck, and breasts. She takes a while longer in your chest regions, planting her lips on your nipples, performing love-bites, scraping her teeth over your sensitive skin. You jerk your back as you feel the pleasure emitted by them shoot through your nerves.
She has her raw cock right before your quivering cunt, and you tremble as its tip touches your folds, ready for penetration.
You feel your labia spread, welding their shape as Jessie runs her entire shaft through you.
Six inches, probably even more, enter you and grind against your walls. You gasp in pleasure, and feel your own juices, the ones forced out of your canal as Jessie's cock entered it, run down your ass crack, towards your asshole.
You spread your legs even wider, bringing your hands to hold your knees in place. You're barely able to move as you feel her slide in and out of your snatch, rubbing against your walls, pumping, pumping, pumping, pumping.
She places her knees atop your feathers, and you're briefly annoyed by the tugging sensation it give, but Jessie quickly readjusts her position above you as she hears your moans turn into grunts. They quickly turn back into melodic moans again.
Jessie is huffing at every thrust, her mouth half open and eyes wide. You see sweat roll down the side her beautiful face, her hair matted and wet. You feel pleasure built inside of your self as she leans back slightly and pumps you a little harder. At some point, you scream, feeling once more, how your partner manages to find your G-spot with more ease than you had expected from her.
The pleasure grows exponentially now, as the pace in her thrusts quickens.
Your muscles clench and you scream again, almost primal, as a massive orgasm, unlike any you have felt before, washes over you. Your body starts shaking, and the ensuing thrusts into your pussy become background sensations for a moment. Your nerves are on fire, screaming in elation and instinctual joy as they realize that something had penetrated them, and is bound to fill their body with cum of its own. It takes at least ten seconds for you to get back to your senses, your pleasure interrupted with a passionate kiss on the lips by Jessie.
And she is still pumping!
You bring your feet to her hips, and push her away from you.
One word, you say.
"Switch."
With effort, you lift your self up from where you lay, and, with your strong arms, you push Jessie down onto sheets, his ass right on top of the warm and wet spot where you came hard moments earlier.
Your upper leg muscles tremble, not used to the immense strain of post-orgasm weakness and sensitivity, but you know there's more of this to come.
Now you are on top. Jessie has her legs spread wide, and you force them to clasp back together, lifting your own legs over them. With your tail free to move again, you spread them out behind you. Thinking back at Mike's words, you can understand the ease of the rodeo position, him being on top of Veronica and all.
You hover your pussy above Jessie's still throbbing and erect member. Knowing exactly where to land, you go down on him.
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The rodeo ride hadn't been any less wild.
You started off slowly, still trying to recover from the orgasm you'd had before.
When Jessie decided to pump back, lifting her ass from the bed for better reach, you decided that you had teased him enough, and picked up the pace.
Her groans and moans are becoming much more prominent now. You see how she's making an effort to stay silent, but fails in doing so. You thrust up and down her shaft, huffing out a gasp every time your ass cheeks land on her muscular legs again.
"Ohhh, baby." She moans, and you smile.
You clench your pussy shut once more, feeling how it's prevented from fully closes thanks to the large appendage stuck inside it. The clench is strong enough for you to feel it force you up again, the lubrication from your own snatch helping you slide up easily once more.
You hear that it's almost time when Jessie announces she's about to come. You lift yourself up from her cock after one last thrust, and then turn around. You land your cunt on her face, while you make one last performance, using your right hand to stroke her cock, until the sperm shoots right out of it.
Moments later, with some working of the tongue, you feel your second orgasm coming, and your world is filled with bliss once again.
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The sheets are a mess, but you and Jessie are too tired to clean up.
You feel your date gone sexual wrap her arms around your waist, and she holds you there. You embrace it, and fall fast asleep.