Leslie slowly took her gentle palm off me to let me sit up. I think she knew she was being distracting. It made me wonder what her intentions were again as she fixed me with a concerning gaze, "James. Thomas told you what happened to the males of our species, but what you don't know is just how badly some of the woman want what you have. In 2117, after first appearing from out of nowhere, the exalted revolutionary we all know merely as "The Mystery Man", brought back the importance of giving life. Though many of the woman have different motives to do this, James, what they want from you remains the same."
My blush didn't find this very comforting to hear, but the immediate situation wasn't as heavy anymore, and I began to calm down. My eyes meeting the gaze of the secretary, "But why me? People keep saying I'm special, but so far all I've done is pull a magical act."
She shook her head as she spoke, "No. What you did was express your desires and manifest them, James. It might've been a simple trick of the mind, but I assure you that you're capable of so much more. You give life to what is impossible. In time you will learn to control it, but giving your power to another through natural selection is a gambit. You never know what that person will use it for when they're born~"
She felt up her leg slowly, gently, either trying to find comfort in some feelings she might be having or attempting to seduce me, I knew not. Her fingers quickly found their way up her abdomen and onto her breasts as she tugged at her collar, "James, you're too easily affected by the females around you. If you want to survive here, we need to purge that purity from your mind. Do you want my help?"
I wasn't even sure what to say. Her good intentions aside, what this woman proposed was so far outside my level of comfort that I could barely get a word out, "A-Ah... uh. I mean ... I don't want to take advantage of you like this, Leslie ... " I was flushed heavy again. Damnit. Maybe she was right, but was this the best way?
She spoke gently in reassurance. Those soft eyes fixated on me, her head tipped down almost submissively as she let her words flow over my ears, "I don't mind, James. This isn't my first time, you know. Just say yes so I can help~"
I ... okay, fine. I nodded. Shifting myself to lean against the soft Bed-frame as she crawled up to me. Wow, she looked like she'd done this more than once. As she made her way up to my body from the head of the bed, her hips swiveled like a cats. The shifting of her weight as she crawled closer giving her butt a seductive pull to it.
Gently, she took hold of my pants as she smiled up at me, turning her gaze down to my nethers as she began to undo my clothes, opening up the zip and pushing them aside to pull out my cock. God, her fingers felt so cold, but it was amazing. The touch of another's skin against mine. Even more so that it was my sex. Her hands began to move up and down the length of my shaft. It felt ... good. Not nearly as scary as I assumed it might've been. Never in my past life has I experienced something so intimately lewd though, so as Leslie wrapped those fingers firmly around my penis, pumping her grip up and down, my body responded honestly. My hips took to mung in rhythm with her movement on their own, with no conscious thought on my part other than the want for her to keep going.
I felt Leslie's lips press into mine suddenly as my eyes had closed, but didn't hesitate anymore. Pressing back into her embrace as I felt her mouth open slowly. Her gentle breath coming to meet mine as I slipped my tongue into her mouth to intertwine with her own oral organ. The wet sensation as we kissed, the twisting and curling. It felt raw, but I couldn't get enough as she stroked my genital faster. I could feel my pulse racing. Not only in my chest but down below as well.
We went on for a few more minutes before Leslie pulled away abruptly with her grip still on my shaft. She was breathing, though not very hard. Looking almost ravenous now. That professional seductive charm almost gone. Replaced with an honest look of wanton as she straddled me next, those tanned lean legs lifting up over my groin as she held onto me by the penis gently, making sure I was still. I spoke, unsure of whether it was smart to be so forward with this, "D-Didn't you just warm me about this kind of thing ... ?"
She blew a strand of hair out of her face, though I think she was doing it more to dash away my concerns than to remove the hair from her vision, "James. We still have ways to prevent pregnancy. I'm not stupid~" her voice had a hint of offense in it, but it also sounded like she was teasing me. Why were woman so complicated?
I felt her go down, and my world spun as the right walls of her vagina enveloped my sex. Her flaps giving way rather easily as the wet insides of her sexual organ squeezed me hungrily, "A-Ah... James. Don't tense up so much. Just ... " she pressed me back as I began to lift myself off the bed frame back in response to her body, " ... Relax."
As I did as she asked, Leslie slid her fingers down to my lower stomach. Touching to my hairline gently as she spoke. Her body still on me. The inner walls of her vagina wrapping me tightly in response to my cock inside of her. She , "This is what I wanted to show you, James ... " she touched my hairline, looking me in the eyes, "Focus on your ... thing. Your penis. Good, Now think of it growing."
I did as Leslie asked, or told. Focusing on a mental image of my genital expanding and growing. Slowly, feeling my bone structure reshape itself inside of her. I felt no pain, oddly. Maybe because of the nature of my abilities? But Leslie sure did. She hissed, pressing hard against my stomach as that gentle tone took on more urgency, "T-too much, James! Shrink down a little!"
I looked at the lower area of her belly where her womb might be to see a bulging shape as Leslie winced painfully. Knowing she must be struggling if such a professional lover complained outright, I wasted no time in reducing my size and girth. Th effect was fast, and she sighed in relief. Touching her fingers to her belly tentatively as she smiled. Returning her gentle demeanor, perspiring just a little, "I don't think I'm ready for that much just yet. Let's keep it reasonable, yes?"
Slowly, after much stalling, Leslie began to slip up and down on my shaft. The friction between our two sexes causing me to let out a moan of intense pleasure. More of a breath, really. Evidently, Leslie was enjoying herself quite a bit as she danced on my cock. Her speed had begun to increase at an alarming pace. This power must've been no joke if it drove her to the so fast. She was flushed herself, now. Her hips grinding away on top of my groin as she lifted herself up and down excitedly. Ecstasy was written all over her face as she dropped all pretenses. Giving into what she'd come for all along.
I looked at her through the cloud of pleasure that threatened to swallow me. The lust was overwhelming, so the thought was simple and true as I took Leslie by the hips and began to thrust up into her, meshing with her rise and fall on my enlarged penis as I watched her, mouth agape. Tongue out as she lost herself in the moment. She's a slut. Whereas most of the woman sought my powers, she simply sought the enjoyment of her moment in heat. I thought that was so hot. To be so honest with your primal desires. To not waste time hiding it, to seek what you wanted out.
It was in that moment as she cane down that I lost it. Reaching my climax. My fertile sperm exploding into the lewd secretary, causing her to gasp. With my own excitement joining hers. We both shivered as my seed flowed into her womb quickly. Making for her center as it coalesced inside of her belly.
The intense first release inside of a woman only spurred me to release more as my enhanced genital filled her twice over. She began to leak through her sex onto my cock as I came to a stop. Quickly taking a finger to her wombs flaps to taste some of it, watching me with a sudden interest as she suckled the seven off her finger gently. Blinking, "It's not as good as your manhood, but it isn't the worst ... "
Leslie slowly slid back and forth, my penis still not spent completely. She intended to empty me out, though not on her sex apparently as she got up slowly. Lifting her legs up and off as she got onto her belly, her face in my throbbing genital now. She closed her eyes, gently licking up the shaft to clean me up as I pulsed against her face.
I spoke, wanting an answer to my beating heart. The satisfaction in bonding with this woman gave me a feeling I had not felt before. A craving, though I did not feel it was love, "Leslie. What's this mean for us. Are you just here to help me this once?"
Her tongue stopped lapping at my cock suddenly as she turned her eyes up to me with a twinkle, smirking as if the answer was obvious, "Stupid. Of course this isn't the last time. Though, you came rather quickly. We'll have to work on that ... "
She put a stop to the conversation as she went down, full throttle. Going from 1 to 10 in one gulp as she shoved my penis up into her throat. She ... was good at this. Even after being inside of her, the sensation surprised me as her throat flexed around my length. She gagged. Lurching slightly before pressing down. Saliva and bubbles foaming out of her lips onto the base of my sex as I felt her grasp at my sack. Her smooth fingers fondling my full balls as she came back up to breath. An immense sigh of relief as she took in air. Breathing heavily, "Yes! I think I will definitely be paying you a-"
I came again, trying to keep my composure this time as I winced. The surprise semen splashing all over Leslie's face as she stopped speaking abruptly. Closing her eyes so not to get any of my sperm in them before facing me with a smile, "I think that's it, don't you think, Mister Pierce?"
She began to get up, taking her clothes off the side of the bed and turning to me. She shook her backside slowly, like a snake. Giving me a final show as she put her pants on. Her tight butt cheeks squishing to fit into her professional clothing before slipping on the rest. When she was done, she turned to me. My eyes were flickering, watching her as weary as I was.
Leslie smiled friendly-like before speaking as my vision clouded. My consciousness fading, "Good night, James. I'm just upstairs if you ever need a reminder ... " I passed out on my bed, still half nude as a Leslie took her leave. The scent and feeling of her was embedded in my mind as I dreamt of strange things in my new home. My first night was certainly something~