A Girl For The Summer

Part 8: New Obsession

Waking up, my head felt dizzy, like I had the weirdest dream. I remembered being at Daisy's house, and she was fucking me, but no, I was back home at Aunt Maggie's. From my thoughts, I concluded that it had to have just been a dream.

Getting out of bed, my ass and legs were feeling really sore. "What did I do last night?" I thought as I stood up. When I went over to my wardrobe to get some clothes to put on, I felt like something had changed in my mindset. That dream won't stop replaying in my mind, as it felt so real. The cock, even if it was just a dildo, felt so good, I thought.

Trying to snap out of my craving, I went to pick out what I could wear. As I looked through my clothes, I couldn't help but catch my attention with the girliest dress in the whole closet. It was pink and beautiful, and not knowing what was going on with my mind, I decided to put it on to wear for the day as I couldn't resist it.

Looking in the mirror and seeing how pretty I was, I decided to text Cameron. I thought back to it, and I now felt bad about ghosting him. I also can't help the fact that my mind won't stop craving some new urges ever since I awoke.

Leaving my room and going into the kitchen, I was met with Aunt Maggie cooking breakfast like she normally does. We sat down and ate, talking like we normally do. She could tell that I seemed a little different but didn't mind it, so she decided not to mention anything.

After we finished eating, I got to do the dishes and my maid chores like usual. After I was done, I pulled out my phone to see that Cameron sent back a friendly response.

Thinking about how great this was, I eagerly texted him back, asking him if he wanted to go on another date. I didn't know if it sounded weird or not as random as it was, but I couldn't stop my urges.

He responded back, saying sure and that he would pick me up in a few hours and we could get lunch somewhere. I couldn't believe he said yes after I ghosted him, but I wasn't going to complain, so I went and got ready.

After I shaved, did my hair, and did my makeup, I decided to wear the same outfit I had picked out this morning but added some heels to it. After getting ready, I got a text from Cameron saying he was here, and I quickly went to his car.

On the way to the restaurant, we talked and laughed, and we were able to resume the connection we had last time. We got to the restaurant and had a normal date, not having any crazy events like last time.

My mind couldn't help it, though, as the urges were building up in me, and as we were leaving the restaurant, I asked him if we could go back to his place.

"Of course," he said, clearly showing his interest in me. We walked back to his car, and as we were driving, he put his hand on my thigh and started to caress the area. This caused my mind to light on fire and started to make me realize what my cravings really were. Thinking back to the dream, I'm not sure if it was a dream anymore because that dildo felt so good. It felt so good that it in fact broke my mind, and now all I can crave and think about is cock and looking cute.

As I was stuck in a trance, we drove into his driveway, and after parking his car, he started to kiss me. After invading my mouth with his tongue, he quickly got out of the car, came around to my side, picked me up, and carried me out of his car to inside his house.

We entered his house with me still in his arms, where he walked to the bedroom and threw me on the bed. He quickly went on top of me and started to make out with me. That's when he went under my dress and started to pull my panties down. After he got them off, he started undressing himself. Once he got down to his boxers, he signaled me down to the area.

I crawled across the bed, getting close to him on my knees. I then pulled down his boxers, revealing his nice 7-inch cock that I had sucked last time. I started to take it in my mouth and tried to work my magic as best as possible. He replied with a moan, as he was enjoying it. I clearly had improved since the last time, I thought as I was slobbering on his cock.

Once I got him nice and wet, he spun me around and put me on my back with him in between me in a missionary position. He then proceeds to pick up my legs in the air to render me immobile and position my ass to take his cock.

As he was getting close to my hole, I could feel his tip start to push against my hole. As he started to put it in, it felt like a familiar feeling, like it had already been recently used, except his cock was so much bigger.

As he went in, slowly invading me with all of his inches, I moaned with feelings of pain and pleasure. I was so happy at that moment, starting to drool, thinking about how it had been all I wanted since I woke up.

He then started to speed up, and I was starting to be fucked harder and harder. All I could do was scream and moan, saying "faster!" in response.

He then switches up the pace by flipping me over into the doggy position and reenters me pulling my hair and using it as a handle. He starts to fuck me faster than before, and the sensations start to overpower me. "I'm CUMMING!" I screamed as I was shaking in orgasm. All I could feel on my backside was his repeated pounding as I continued to cum.

He didn't stop pounding all the way through my orgasm and even proceeded to speed up, as 30 seconds later he finally started to cum. Once he started to cum, he immediately took it out and pushed me over, spraying cum on my face.

We laid there for a while in bliss, joy, and exhaustion from what had happened. After a bit, we recovered, and he took me back home.

Once we got to my place, he walked me to the door. Before saying bye, he spoke, saying, "It's kind of rude that you didn't tell me you had a dick, but I was okay with it since you were such a slut," he said before walking away. "Oops," I thought, as I probably should have mentioned that, but I forgot and, as a result, ruined my future chances with him. At that moment, I realized I had forgotten I was even a guy...