Once Bitten Ch. 01

Author's note

The muse awoke and I have a new story unwinding in my mind. For this chapter Sci-Fi/Fantasy seems a good place to start. I don't know how many chapters this will take, but I hope to keep a good steady pace of publishing as the story unfolds. Your honest feedback and stars are appreciated.

Special thanks to XiraeK for help with editing

- Hank.

Author's note

The muse awoke and I have a new story unwinding in my mind. For this chapter Sci-Fi/Fantasy seems a good place to start.

I don't know how many chapters this will take, but I hope to keep a good steady pace of publishing as the story unfolds. Your honest feedback and stars are appreciated.

Special thanks to XiraeK for help with editing

- Hank.

My eyes opened and I blinked in the darkness. I was flat on my back, bare naked, covers tossed aside, covered in hot sweat. I heard her moans before I felt her mouth, and looked down to see the silhouette of a head bobbing up and down my fully erect cock.

I moaned and reached down, combing through her hair as she looked up. In the darkness I couldn't make out her features but her eyes glinted and her lips popped off my head with an audible sound.

"Shh," the voice of my roommate said, "just enjoy, you taste so fucking good."

She closed her eyes and I nodded mutely as she continued to lick and suck my cock, and I rolled my head back.

I should mention that my roommate has never kissed me before, nor touched me outside of brushing alongside me in passing of the narrow hallways, or tight spaces of our kitchen. We were friendly not close, and she'd never even been in my room before.

My mind was trying to put the pieces together as she continued to enjoy the full length of my cock. A cock which seemed to have grown substantially since the time I closed my eyes.

Opening my eyes, and letting my eyes adjust to the darkness, I watched her head move up and down, as her tongue caressed my shaft, the glans, the base, then sucked my testicle into her mouth as her eyes lifted to look at me.

As I watched her I began to notice how flat my own stomach was, how defined my abdominal muscles were, how I seemed to have lost a significant percentage of body fat while I had slept.

"Oh.. fuck, don't stop" I growled my voice a bit lower, my fingers gripping a fistful of her hair and puling her mouth back to envelop my swollen crown, moaning as her lips pushed my foreskin down and her tongue lapped at my over sensitive glans

Wait.

When did my foreskin grow back...?

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Business had picked back up, but we were going through the process of regaining tenants. The work from home movement that sprung from pandemic worries had gutted the retail/office building spaces, with many building leases abandoned and vacated buildings were plentiful.

This particular client was looking for a rooftop space they would like to re-condition as an event venue or a private club. Or so it seemed from the conversations the group was having as they toured the large open area, with a large patio that overlooked the bay and harbor.

One of the women in the group kept looking over at me as they toured, her glances becoming longer and a smile appeared on her lips.

I'm what I considered to be average for an almost 30 year old. I wasn't married, but I wasn't dating. I exercised, some (emphasis on some). I had a bit of softness around the belly, as my exercise waned. Moving from active college coed to embattled professional real-estate broker made the body a bit softer. So her attention was welcome but surprising.

She broke off from the group as they went outside to the large veranda that overlooked the bay and harbor.

"You know, we'll need someone to manage this space," she smiled leaning closer to me, "Someone local and ... special"

"I can check my contacts, I have a few friends that bartend, or do part time DJ work," I offered as she turned to me and smiled, then put her hand in the middle of my chest, and I felt the heat of her hand through my white button-down.

"That's not what we need," she said with a smile, rubbing her hand up and down my chest, "though you could hire them for the venue as you needed. What we need is stake holder, someone committed to making this a vibrant business, some one that has charisma, and charm."

"Well, that's flattering," I stammered, wanting to explain to her that I was an unrepentant introvert and a horrible host. That was when she unexpectedly leaned into me and gently sniffed the flesh of my neck before lightly kissing me, or so I thought

I felt a prick of pain as she bit me, the feeling quickly left as her lips sealed against my skin. Mix of pleasure and a shot of pain radiated from the place where she had bit me, causing a feeling of adrenaline and euphoria to spread throughout my body, and I lost my balance for a moment.

"We can talk about this in detail later," she said withdrawing from my personal space, "can we close on this today? We can pay your price in cash."

I nodded, still shocked and feeling a slight dizziness. She gathered her team, and then I escorted them back to our office, and went through the details of the lease agreement. After a couple of hours, I passed her the keys, and she took one off the ring and gave it to me,

"Meet me here tomorrow at 2 PM," she smiled, "we have things to discuss, and I'm sure you'll have plenty of questions."

I nodded numbly. By this time I was nursing a headache, felt a bit feverish, and wanted only to lie down and close my eyes. I made it on auto-pilot back to my car, and made my way to my apartment. I remember stripping to my boxers and slipping under my covers before darkness took over.

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She had the waistband of my boxers in one hand as she sucked hard pulling away from my shaft, "lift up your hips," she whispered, as she started tugging.

I dug in my heels into the bed, and lifted my hips. My thighs felt strong as I levitated and she pulled my boxers free, my cock standing proudly. Her spit made the glans shine and the foreskin was pulled back up over my crown from her strong suction. She stared at the cock and licked her lips as she finished pulling my boxers off, then looked up at me.

"I never knew your cock was so big." she smiled saying words that every man wants to hear, but with a conviction that is rarely conveyed.

She grabbed it by the base and stroked it, then pulled her hands back and crossed them to grip the base of her sleeping tee-shirt and lifted it up and over her full breasts, they bobbed in the dim light. The windows were becoming more illuminated as I turned my head and saw the time as nearly 5:30am.

She smiled bashfully, as I looked back at her bare breasts, her nipples hard. She pushed down her panties, and shifted back and forth, until she was as naked as me, then reached for my cock again her small hand lowering to the base,

"I need..." she started.

"...the fuck, Trish?" I asked more in awe than in any other emotion, "What brought this on?"

She continued forward, her knee lifting over my thighs as she hovered over me. She flattened my stiff shaft against my belly then ran her wet cunt lips over the shaft as she rode up and down.

"Fuck, I just got so fucking horny, Tom," she whimpered as she shifted her hips to glide her vaginal lips up and down my cock, "Whatever candle you were burning made me feel so sexy when I got home. I saw your door was closed, and I tried to sleep, but I couldn't stop playing with myself."

She was moving up and down my cock as she spoke, her breath catching, almost hypnotically, as my hands moved to her waist guiding her, "I don't have any candles..." I growled lifting one hand to her breast,

"Yeah..." she said distractedly as my fingers pulled at one of her nipples. "I figured that out when I opened your door. It's you isn't it... You have this new scent, it makes me crazy..."

With that she lowered her hands under my cock lifting the shaft up, and then rose her hips up to let my swollen crown glide between her wet lips, then leaned into the grip of my hand at her breast, her hips rolling then descending to ensheath herself - at least partway - onto my stiff prick.

"oooh fuck yes..." she moaned, "So fucking big..." she panted as she shifted up then back down driving more of my swollen member into her molten pussy. "Shut up and kiss me..."

She lowered down and her mouth enveloped mine as he tongue pressed into my mouth, I kissed her back, my hips lifting to drive my cock into her deeper. I growled as my hand pulled from her breast, then gripped around the small of her back, holding her as I rolled my hips and fucked her with steady strokes.

I'd never fucked Trish before, never really thought about it, but now it was the reason to breathe. I was on autopilot and enjoying every moment, I inhaled deeply, and tasted a bit of our scent that was permeating the room. It made me even more hungry to consume her sexually.

With a growl, I held her close to me, then arched my back and rolled, lifting her as I twisted then driving her down into the sheets. Her surprised gasp turned into a moan, as I arched up then drove my cock deep into her.

"Oh fuck, yes, fucking slam it into me," she cried her eyes flashing open and her hands clenching her full breasts, "fuck me hard, ... FUCK!"

I leaned forward, and held her under me, my hips rising and then thrusting deep. I was amazed how easy it was to roll her over, she felt light and I felt so powerful. My fingers dug into the flesh of her shoulders as I held her under me. I fucked her with hard strokes, as she moaned, her legs spreading wide as her hands pulled her thighs open her eyes watching me with awe.

I shifted a hand to cup her breast, her nipple poked into my hand like a pebble as my grip dug into her flesh, shifting my weight to press her into the mattress. I growled and wanted more.

I pulled back and used my grip on her breast to lever her forward, her gasp and shriek of sharp pain was soon replaced by a gasp as I twisted her, rolling her onto her belly and gripped her hips.

"Up on your knees..." I growled as my manhandled her into position, then guided my cock back to her glistening opening and slammed deep inside.

Trish groaned, "mmmmffFFUCK yess," arched her back and tossed her head back, craning to look back at me.

Her words slipping into moans and gasps as I worked my engorged cock in deeper. My fingers clenched into the pliant flesh of her round ass and used that to lever her forward then tug her back as I drove my hips forward.

She bucked her hips and tensed causing her cunt to clench around my cock. Her juices suddenly jetted out and coated my balls. She pressed her face into the mattress to muffle a scream into the mattress as she orgasmed, all the while her fists were clenching the sheets as I continued my onslaught.

She came three more times as I moved her around. shifting positions and continuing to fuck her. On her belly, on her side, bent over the bed, flat on her back. I was tireless until i finally felt my balls tighten and I slowed.

"I'm going to cum..." I announced, hesitant for the first time since I took control, then pulling back and jerking my shaft as I roared out and shot my spunk over her belly and breasts. I'd never cum so much, and the room filled with an odd scent.

Trish's eyes widened as she felt the first hot spurt splash onto her glistening flesh. Then as she inhaled, her body stiffened and she came violently, panting as her body buzzed from the bliss that overcame her then she went limp. I watched her breathe, my hand still stroking my cock.

The room had grown more illuminated and now I looked up into a mirror near my closet, and blinked, because I didn't fully recognize myself. It was still me, but also not. It was like I had grown and shrunk at the same time. A swimmer physique with well defined muscles, very little body fat. My hair style was the same, but with a much more starker five-o-clock shadow. My chest had broadened, with impressive pectoral muscles, and my waist had thinned, the definition of my abdominals led the eye down to where my hand was filled with my incredibly huge cock.

"What the fuck..." I whispered to my reflection.

"What a fuck, indeed," giggled a newly awake Trish, "I had no idea what a fucking stud you are. You hide under your clothes too much."

I sheepishly grinned down at her, "You worried me for a moment when you passed out," I stated and sat beside her on the edge of the mattress, my hand running over her calf and thigh.

"I passed out?" Trish asked, as she sat up, then leaned closer.

Her breast pressing against my arm as she leaned in and kissed me, pausing to flick her eyes up to watch mine, "I've never cum so hard," she breathed, "who are you, and what have you done with nerdy Tom."

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," I said and ran my hand along her side, "I'm not even sure this isn't just a fever dream..."

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She had a pretty smile, was my first impression of Trish.

She had called earlier in the day to ask about the spare room I was renting. With the changes from the pandemic, I decided to rent out the room, just in case I needed the extra money to make my payment on the condo. That was two months ago.

She arrived wearing her work clothes, she worked as a barista at a coffee shop, deemed essential, so long as it served coffee via a drive thru. Her hair was a dark curly brown, and she had it tied back into a full bushy pony tail. Her full breasts filled out her blouse, but she had it neatly buttoned and didn't show any cleavage. Her slacks fit well, and I could tell she had a decent figure.

"Can I see the room?" she asked as she looked up at me.

She was about five and a half feet tall, while I was just over six feet. I smiled and nodded, "Of course, it's right back there," stepping back and gesturing across the open concept living and dining area. "It's not very big, but we can share the living area."

"It's also not in my parents house," she smiled as she stepped past me, to examine the room.

"Well in that case, you'll be glad to know there is no curfew," I drawled, trying to bring humor into the meeting. For a guy that sold real-estate for a job, I didn't enjoy small talk. "Um, did you bring your references?"

The rest of the tour of the condo and the complex was uneventful, and her references all checked out. Within a couple of days we had a signed agreement, and she moved in. From that time on, we had very little contact, both keeping to ourselves, working. Even in a pandemic, I'm an introvert, and prefer my own space.

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Trish, smiled and curled into her self, the first bit of self-awareness she'd shown since I woke to her sucking my dick. She pulled a sheet from the bed to cover herself, before slipping off the edge of the bed. She leaned and kissed me on the cheek, "I need to shower and get to work, I'll make sure to wash this sheet."

Then she was out of my room, and I was alone. I got up and closed the door, and turned to go to the bathroom. Looking at the bed, it was a mess. A large damp outline where I had feverishly slept, plus newer darker wet spots from our vigorous activities. I stripped the bed, then headed to Trish's room.

"I'll toss your sheet in with mine," I said as I knocked lightly and opened the door.

I was uncertain as to the proper protocol after a wild sex romp, and peered inside.

She had dropped the sheet by the door and was standing at the entry to her bathroom, looking back at me fully naked.

"Look Tom, I'm not sure what came over me," she breathed, suddenly shy and reserved, "I'm never like that,... I..."

"Hey," I said and gathered the sheet, "It's okay, ... I'm just as surprised as you are. We will figure it out."

She nodded and then just stared at the floor. Looking a bit out of sorts. So I dropped the sheets, and strode towards her, and wrapped my arms around her. She responded by putting her face into my chest, and breathing deep, as her arms looped around me and tightened.

It's hard to not be aroused with bare breasts pushed into ones firm abdomen. At the same time her deep breath was replaced with a moan.

"...Fuck, why do you smell so good?" she exhaled.

She dropped her hand down and was tugged insistently on my cock, which was already rising to the occasion as we stood at the entry to her bathroom. She grabbed my cock with a firm grip then stepped inside and opened the shower, flipping on the faucets and turning to me.

"Let me .... oh god, please, I need more of you..." she pleaded softly

"I don't think god has anything to do with this..." I muttered as we entered the shower.

Then she was on her knees, her mouth at my cock, licking, sucking and cleaning off the remnants of our previous session. I combed my fingers through her hair, pressing her tresses away from her eyes as I watched her worship my growing cock. The water from the shower was hitting my chest, and streaming down around my erection then splashing onto her breasts as she knelt in rapture.

Soon I was back at full strength, and I tugged at her hair, "Stand up," I growled as I sank to my knees, and kissed one breast then the other. I shifted her over, lowering her to the tiled seat in the shower. Spreading her legs I lowered my mouth to her sex, tasting her and thrilling and how aroused she was. He fingers combed through my hair, and pulled me into her flesh, she was practically dripping, even without any shower water.

"You're so wet," I growled as I lapped at her clitoris.

"Fuck, it is your goddamn scent," she whined as she writhed her hips, "and makes me want your huge fucking cock... I fucking need it... please..."

I rose up and grabbed her, pulling her to her feet and turning her to the tiled wall. I lifted one of her feet to the step, as my other hand stroked my cock and pulling back my new foreskin, fitted my sensitive glans between her open lips.

"Fuck, you're so damn tight," I drawled as I slowly thrust into her ready twat.

"Mmmmnnnfffff you are fucking huge!" she moaned as she pressed her hips back towards me.

From there it was a series of shifts and twists. our bodies shifting into any position that aligned my cock with her pussy, and thrusting hard until she came then twisting to find a new position to fuck her hard until she came again. Finally, near exhaustion she settled into her knees and grabbed my shaft.

"Cum in my mouth, please..." she begged.

In a few strokes. her lips sealed behind the rim of my crown and her tongue lapped hungrily my slit as my balls tightened and shot billows of my hot cum into her mouth. Her eyes rolled back as she shuddered through another orgasm, but succeeded in drinking all of my load.

I lowered into the tiled seat as she sat in the middle of the shower, water streaming down her hair from the spraying nozzles, looking content and beautiful. I found a bottle of shampoo and then got up and helped her stand then washed her hair, and soaped up her body. she returned the favor and then we hugged and shared a short kiss.

"Get out," she smiled, "before your scent overwhelms me again," I have to go to work!"

I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist, and left the bathroom. I grabbed my sheets from her floor, and then started a load. I tried to detect a scent by sniffing the soiled sheets, but to me it wasn't any different than sex. Then I went back to my room, and sat on my bed.

My phone was within reach, so I grabbed it an unlocked it, to see a series of messages and a couple of missed calls. It was just after 9:00 AM when I heard Trish call out, "Good bye, see you later!" and the door closed.

I opened the first message on my phone. The number I recognized from the group that purchased the event space yesterday, but the message was a bit more personal.