"Well, there is one thing I haven't tried yet with this body," I said. "I wonder if I can get him to do it."
Thinking about what I had done with Laura before, I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around him in a warm embrace. His body stiffened at the unexpected sensation of being held by some invisible lady. Certainly a lady, with the sensation of breasts pressing against his back. He stood there motionless, unsure of how to react to the strange feeling. I lowered my hands to his crotch and he squirmed a bit as he felt me fondle his dick. He gasped.
Now, let me take a moment to clarify a thing or two about me and sex. I am not gay. I am not 100% straight either. No one really is, right? Still, I can't say that I felt any real attraction to the guy. I was just curious about what it might feel like to be a woman with a man. Curiosity. That's basically it. And, anyway, there's nothing gay about a guy and a girl together. Okay, with that said, back to the fun.
I felt him start to get hard through his jeans, and he muttered, "What the fuck?"
I smiled. This would be even easier than with Laura. I took one of his hands and led him into the handicapped stall at the end of the room, the biggest one. I shut the door. "What's going on?" he said as I pushed him back onto the toilet. I unzipped his fly and gently maneuvered his erect penis out. I smiled. It was bigger than my own on my original body. He just stared down at it as if he had seen a ghost.
I chuckled. "Don't worry, buddy. I'm going to show you a good time, just to make up for the slap earlier." I stepped back. Dropped my panties and took a seat in his lap facing him. I kissed him and he kissed me back, our tongues met and we both moaned. It felt good. Really good. I guided his hands up to my tits, and he cupped them and started to fondle them automatically. That felt good too, and I could feel myself getting wet below. "Well," I said after breaking off the kiss. "Let's get started so you won't be late to class." I guided his dick up into my pussy and gasped as he slipped into me. How can I describe the sensation? I felt like I was filled up, like I had been empty all this time without realizing it, and only now I felt totally right, totally complete. It was hard and warm,and it felt amazing in my pussy. I let myself slide down and up on his dick and he helped guide my ass with his hands. The gentle friction inside felt amazing. We moaned and gasped and picked up the pace. I could feel it building in me. The orgasm was growing. I wanted more. And then... he tensed, and I felt something warm release inside of me. Then, he slumped down on the toilet.
"What?" I panted, incredulously. My head started to clear as my breath came back. "You came? You're done? But..."
I felt his softening member slip out of me. I still felt horny. I still wanted his dick ramming into me. But, no, he was done. "Damn it."
I stood up. I could feel his cum starting to drip down inside of me. "Great," I said. "Now, Ms. Parks has some strange guy's cum inside of her, and I didn't even get to orgasm yet. Well, fuck that." I planted my ass on the ground and started to finger the cum soaked pussy like mad, while working my giant tits with the other hand. As the guy recovered and started to wipe down his mysteriously wet dick, I finally worked my way up to an orgasm. The release washed over me. It was weak, though. Disappointing, really. I felt good, but I also felt only half fulfilled.
After I had finished, I lay on the damp tiles of the men's room, dripping his cum from my cunt, as he stood up and pulled up his pants.
"That was different," he said, probably confused at having suddenly started apparently masturbating without thinking about it.
"You're telling me," I replied. "You suck, by the way. See if you can last a little longer next time, ass."
He left the stall and headed out to his next class, I guess. I didn't really care. I was done with him, and I had my own mess to clean up now.