Just then her mobile rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey babe, you ready to go?" It was her boyfriend, Dan. Jen was curious how things had changed with him.
"Kind of...do you think we could...be a little late?" She asked, an obvious hint in her voice.
"Uh yeah, babe, I'll be over in a few," and Dan hung up.
Jen threw on a skirt with no panties and a t-shirt. "No use in putting on too many clothes" she said to herself. She looked down at the bulge of her semi-hard cock hanging between her legs. She then looked at the mirror and couldn't believe how hot she looked: C-cup tits, athletic cheerleader body, a perfect ass, long, shapely legs...and her now 5 inch dick barely concealed by her skirt.
A few minutes later, the door range, and Jen went to answer. She opened the door for Dan, who looked normal, complete with the familiar package hiding in his pants.
"Damn, look at you!" He remarked. She led him in by the hand.
"Come here, stud" she said seductively, pulling him in for a kiss. He embraced her. Not wanting to waste any time, he placed his hand on her stomach, and slowly slid it down under her skirt.
Jen gasped as Dan's hand gripped her cock, and she started to get hard.
"Mmm Jen, you ready?"
Jen was lost for a second as his hand stroked her to a solid 6 inches.
"Wha...yeah, fuck yes you know I am." She said.
She led him upstairs, where she quickly shed her shirt and skirt. She helped him out of his shirt, running her hands over his muscular frame. Then she knelt down and undid his belt, sliding his jeans down.
Jen was at full attention and couldn't wait to see what was waiting just inches away. She gripped his underwear and pulled it down, exposing his 8 inch rapidly hardening cock. Running her hand over it briefly, she slid down over his balls, cupping them, then going back farther, where her fingers encountered something half expected.
"Ohhh yeahh babe, finger me!" Dan moaned as he spread his legs. Jen's fingers traced his plump pussy lips. Jen remembered that she didn't have a clit anymore, but her lips were as much more sensitive than they used to be, so she figured Dan must be the same way. His cock was at full attention, as was hers.
She stuck a finger inside, then two, feeling around. She was amazed at how real it felt. Then again, it was real. It was as real as her cock was. This was normal now.
Dan moved and sat down on her bed, and Jen followed. She brought her mouth to his cock, and licked the tip lightly. She licked again, and started tracing halfway down. A third time, she continued down to his balls, Dan's voice got a little higher
"Mmm babe that's great!" he said.
A fourth time, she started at the tip and slowly ran along the underside of his cock, over his balls, and down to his juicy, plump, sensitive lips. Dan squealed with delight.
She ate him out for a few minutes, then stopped.
"Aww babe, why are you stopping now?" Dan asked, practically begged, and looked at her. Jen needed sex. Suddenly she realized she had options: take it or give it? Which would be more fun?