When Jon walked into his bedroom wearing nothing but his damp towel he wasn't surprised to see Sarah and Karyn lying on his bed, making out. He had taken an extra long shower, so he suspected that they wouldn't have been able to wait for him.
When they saw him, however, they practically pounced. Each of the blond buxom beauties scrambled toward him in lust. He didn't know which one ripped the towel from his body, but it was Sarah who threw him to the bed. Soon he had each one kissing all over his body, Karyn putting her large breasts in his mouth to suck on as she kissed his chest, Sarah licking his groin, kissing his erection.
This was Jon's first threesome, and he didn't know how long he would last. Probably not very long, if the level of his arousal meant anything. He twisted until he was above Sarah, thrusting his penis into her dripping vagina. Karyn then sat on Sarah's face, and began enjoying the cheerleader's tongue in her own vagina. Jon and Karyn then began kissing, while Jon's hands explored Karyn's breasts.
Needless to say it was complicated.
Not to say it wasn't enjoyable.
Jon wondered briefly how the event sounded to the rest of the house. There were moans, squeaks, and a couple squeals as the girls orgasmed. When Jon climaxed he grunted, shook, and yelled out for a moment.
It was an amazing moment for the former virgin.
Awash in the afterglow, he dismounted and flopped down on the bed. The girls writhed for a moment or two in their own pleasure, then cuddled up to him. The room seemed to spin. Had he been breathing that hard?
"Wow," was his accurate assessment of the situation.
The three dozed for a while, before, Sarah first, then Karyn, got up and got dressed. They each eyed Jon hungrily as they got ready. Jon, on the other hand, took his time getting up. First he stretched, then slowly sat up, wiggling his dainty toes as he often did as he woke up.
Wait. Dainty toes?
He smiled as he looked at his tiny feet, the first change as part of his wish. Looking around the room he noticed that instead of his two pairs of sneakers and one pair of dress shoes he used to own, he now had many pairs of shoes. All women's. Pumps, flats, mary-janes, sandals, everything he could imagine. All his.
He couldn't wait to find out what was next.
