Cum Queen for Mr. Montana’s Cock

Gender Swap Cock Fantasy Part Four

The moment Indy whispered that she wanted to feel me lose control, something primitive cracked wide open inside me. Mr. Montana’s perfectly curated cock felt like an entity of its own. Was I in control of this body or was this cock in control of me? Regardless, I felt the pent-up energy inside of me ready to overflow in excess as I completely gave up control to the wild thrill of the night was going to make Indy my cum queen.

I flipped Indy beneath me in one smooth motion. I could feel my own heart flutter as she purred beneath me, ready to surrender herself to me. Her thighs opened for me instinctively, like her body already knew it belonged under mine. “That’s my beautiful cum queen,” I thought to myself. I stood up and I dragged her down the bed, ass hanging off the edge, until her pussy was right where I wanted it.
Right where she wanted it.

Starting Position

I grabbed the legs of my fuck toy and draped them over my shoulders. From my own experience as a woman, I knew the angle from this position would open her up completely. If I was going to make Indy my cum queen, I had to have the perfect starting position. With my hands locked around her hips, with a firm and dominating grip, I brushed the pulsating head of my thick cock against her soaking wet pussy. My heart skipped a beat as I watched her entire body shudder just from that simple tease. I couldn’t hold back any longer.

Fucking My Cum Queen

I pushed forward slowly at first, watching Indy’s face shapeshift and contort as I filled her inch by inch. My cum queen’s back arched with her legs tightening around my shoulders as I buried myself deeper inside her. I reveled at the sight of her gasping and clawing at the sheets. I thought I knew what penetration felt like, as a woman, but this was something else entirely. Every inch of her body squeezing around me shot lightning through my spine. Every tiny flutter of her pussy made me groan. I finally understood why men lose their minds and fuck like animals. At that moment, I knew the next sex confession I’d write would be about how utterly addictive it felt to take command with a cock and bury the very essence of your being inside a woman’s beautiful, tight cunt.

The Cum Queen Prevails

In this position, I could feel everything! Every squeeze, every pulse, every desperate little flutter of her cunt around my cock. I tightened my grip on my cum queen’s hips and started to really fuck her. I would drag my cock almost all the way out before slamming back into that warm, wet pussy. The sound of her moans grew louder, more frantic, her legs quivering against my shoulders with each deep stroke.
Her eyes rolled back when I picked up the pace, my cock driving into her both stretching that pussy while massaging the clit. I knew that feeling well from the woman’s perspective but how spectacular it was to look down and know I was the one providing my cum queen such pleasure.

“You feel that?” I groaned, leaning forward just enough to press her knees closer to her chest. “That’s all of me inside you,” I whispered, slamming into her again. “And I’m not done yet.”

Her entire body convulsed as another moan ripped out of her, her pussy squeezing my cock so tightly it almost made me lose control. But I wasn’t anywhere near finished. Not with her spread open beneath me, legs trembling over my shoulders, her perfectly ripe breasts rising all falling alongside her ragged breathing. This would be the first, but certainly not last orgasm for my cum queen tonight.

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