Perverts

 

Richard gave a resigned sigh as the stranger fucked his unresisisting pussy.  

On Monday he'd argued with his girlfriend when she'd declared all men to be perverts after getting catcalled on her way home. 

Since they he's found himself randomly transforming into this lovely brunette and being forced to acting out the sexual fantasies of any nearby men.

So far he'd been double teamed by two brothers.

 Blown an older guy that insisted on being called Daddy. 

Let the the barman at his favourite bar piss in his mouth. 

Fingered himself with the handle of his best friend's squash racquet in his ass. 

Walked naked down mainstreet to the great delight of three different groups of construction workers and today was only Tuesday. 

Compared to all that getting publicly fucked on a city bus seemed almost tame. 

Soon, he knew, the man would finish and Richard would be free to go on with his day until to next pervert decided to use him. 

Worryingly, thinking about that next man gave him a faint but unmistakable tingle of of excitement. Enough to make him wonder if he wasn't starting to enjoy all this at least a little.

 Prehaps his girlfriend had a point after all. Prehaps men were all pervets and perhaps he was the biggest pervert of them all.