by R L Singer
“Damn… I’ll have a blast, surely,” he protested.
Picking his chin with her hand, she brought him closer to her and kissed him, savoring the sweetness of his lips.
“Consider it a challenge. You’ll be amongst women,” she said, teasing him.
“Oh, you’re such a funny girl,” he grumbled, getting up and heading to the living room.
She followed him feeling so aroused, her cock was straining against the pants she was wearing.
“Yes, I am, didn’t you know that?”
All the lovemaking of the past night had erased any inhibition she could have had and now, all she wanted was to be with him as much as she could. She still doubted this would last beyond their mission, but she was determined to enjoy it all she could. With that thought in mind, she grabbed him by his waist and threw him over the back of a low sofa.
“Let me show you just how funny I can be,” she whispered in his ear, as she pulled his skirts over, exposing his delicious ass, while her legs forced his, to spread for her.
He gasped but didn’t do a thing to stop her and when her fingers reached her pussy, she found out why: he was as aroused as she was. Too eager for foreplay, she pulled her hard cock from its prison and pushed it all the way inside him, loving the loud moan that came out his lips before she started to thrust in and out of him until they were both trembling and panting as the wild waves of another powerful orgasm dragged them to that universe of pleasure and bliss they conjured each time they were together.
The following days went by too fast in Katherine’s opinion. They had collected all the information they wanted and if it wasn’t for the swapping of their souls, they would have considered the whole mission a tremendous success.
That was until the incident in the park, one morning. They were having their morning walk when a young girl fell off her horse and lost conscious. By the angle of her neck, Katherine was sure she had dislocated it and if not pulled into place, the girl would most certainly die. She looked at James and saw he was thinking the same thing. In a split second, they were both running towards the girl and pulling everybody away from the girl, Katherine knelt next to her, positioning her hands on her neck and pulling it up, producing a loud crack.
People around them let out a loud cry, horrified, but color returned immediately to the girl’s face and she fluttered her eyes a couple of times before she opened them wide.
“What happened?” she mumbled.
“You’ll be alright,” Katherine assured her, as she gently laid her down on the grass. “Someone take her home and have a doctor take a look at her,” she ordered, as she got up and taking James by his arm, they quickly left the area.
“We couldn’t let her die. Not when it was so easy to save her,” he said, caressing her hand.
“I know… but there’s no way of knowing how that might have affected our present,” Katherine replied, sighing heavily.
“Hey… you two… please wait…” a man’s voice startled them and James looked back.
One of the people that had been with the girl was running after them.
“Here comes more trouble,” he mumbled as they stopped.
“Is there a problem, sir?” Katherine asked, in a cold tone.
“You saved my sister’s life back there. You have to allow my family to thank you,” the young man said, through ragged gasps.
“My dear, there’s nothing to thank. My husband only did what he had to do,” James said, using his softest tone. “He was in the right place at the right time, that’s all. Anyone would have done the same.”
“No one did, except for you, sir.”
“Let me rephrase that: anyone with a bit of knowledge. My husband was in the queen’s army. He has seen a lot,” James added, trying to dismiss the young man’s astonishment.
“Even so, you must allow me to invite for dinner. My parents would never forgive me if I didn’t,” the man insisted.
“That’s not necessary, believe me. Just make sure you take your sister home,” Katherine said, in a firm tone.
“My older brother is taking her as we speak,” he replied. “But I had to come and thank you.”
“Well, consider your job done and tell your sister to be more careful in the future,” Katherine said, with a faint smile, before he bowed and resumed his walking with James.
The man gave up and they were able to go back home.
“I guess it’s impossible not to interfere,” James concluded when they closed the door behind them.
“Yes, I was thinking the same thing,” she let out a deep sigh. “I guess it’s time we try to go back home.”
They arranged everything and though they were nervous about the return and all of the things that could go wrong, they said goodbye to the Victorian London and crossed the portal, again holding hands. They landed on the floor of the lab, back to their own bodies, and soon they were surrounded by all of the people waiting for their arrival.
It was a long day, with several interviews and when she was finally dismissed for the night, Katherine headed to her car, feeling as if she had lost a vital part of herself. As if part of her soul had stayed in James body and she would never feel whole again. She bumped the steering wheel a few times, trying to hold back the tears welling up in her eyes.
“I leave you alone for a few hours and what do I see when I come back? You hurting my precious body,” James’ voice sounded next to her through the opened window of her SUV.
“James… what are you doing here?” she asked, trying to pull herself together.
“Looking for you. I would have looked earlier, but this was a hellish day,” He said, walking around the vehicle and taking a seat next to her. “Your place or mine?” he asked, tilting his head back and closing his eyes, looking as exhausted as she felt.
“I share an apartment with two other girls,” she informed him, still not understanding what he was doing there.
“Then mine it is.” He leaned forward and typed his address into her GPS. “Let’s go.”
She didn’t move for a few moments and he looked at her. “What’s the matter?”
“Why do you want me to go to your place?” she asked, in a low tone.
“Because nothing has changed. I still want you and sure as hell, I’m not letting you leave my life as if the past weeks hadn't happened,” he assured her.
“Are you sure? You don’t have to do this…”
“I don’t have to, Katherine… I want to, I need to,” he sounded so certain, so sure, he erased all the doubts from her mind and a few minutes later they were entering his house.
He took her straight to bed, and though they were both tired, he made love to her as if there was no tomorrow, showing her the passion they had shared was still there, stronger than ever. James took her again and again as if he wanted to mark her permanently as his, his other half, his soulmate, the owner and keeper of his heart.
She wasn’t sure how the story would end, but for now, she was more than willing to enjoy it as much as she could and worry about the future in the future.
Over The Top Body Swap
His alarm went off and he hit the snooze button. Rolling back over, he looked at the girl next to him. Last night had been a blur.
“Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!” shouted Henry’s frat brothers. It was rush week and they were initiating new members. He was one of the new members. Henry chugged the beer. He lost count after 5. Next thing he knew, he was in his bedroom having sex with this coed.
Henry remembered slipping the condom on and inserting his dick in her pussy. He was also a virgin at the time and this was part of the initiation – having sex with one of the college girls who was rushing. She had apparently been drunk too, but coherent enough to consent.
He remembered her screaming in pleasure. Henry, at the time, thought he was hurting her. Nothing and no one had prepared him for the amount of pleasure busting a nut would be when experienced during sex. Henry came so hard, he felt he was going to tear
her pussy apart.
Staring at her, he knew she had to leave. Henry shook her and she stirred.
“Um, hey, not to be a dick, but you have to go,” he said.
She smiled, got up, got dressed, then left. Henry laid back down. His first class was at 9 and it was 7:30. That meant he had time to meet his best friend Sharon for breakfast. He sat up at the edge of the bed and looked at his roommate’s bed. It was still empty like no one had slept in it. Maybe he had gone to a girl’s room.
Henry grabbed his toiletries and headed to the community bathroom. Water running over him, he thought about what his dick would feel like inside a girl, what she felt. Henry knew what he felt and it felt amazing. He wondered if the girl really got that much pleasure from him. But he figured that was something that he’d never get to find out. Henry finished up and went back to his room to get dressed. His roommate was back, sprawled out on his bed.
“Wild night?” asked Henry.
“Man, I can’t even remember. I woke up with three naked women in the bed,” said Carl.
Carl was an athlete and all girls loved athletes. He was also a big dude. Broad shoulders, huge muscles, chiseled chin - a walking god. Henry was somewhat jealous. He too was an athlete but he had not inherited the athlete body like his brothers and apparently Carl.
Henry got dressed and said bye to his roommate, who only gave him a grunt in response. He walked into the dining hall and saw her, sitting there in a flowery sundress, long legs, short curly hair, large breasts, and wide hips. His best friend, Sharon, was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. They had been friends since they were in diapers.
He took a moment and stared at her beauty. Sharon sat alone, staring out the window. Henry's dick jumped as he thought about how good it would feel between her breasts, her lips and her legs. He even wanted to ass fuck her. Though he had lost his virginity the night before, she had long lost hers and he wondered could he even compare.
Henry got in line to get their food and walked over to her. He got stopped by the girl from the night before.
“Hey handsome. Maybe we could fuck tonight,” she said, loud enough for Sharon to hear.
“Uh, maybe another time,” he choked.
She kissed him on the cheek and walked away. When he turned his attention to Sharon, she was laughing a laugh that made his heart stop. He loved her laugh but at this moment, he was embarrassed. Henry sat down across from her. She grabbed her food off the tray, still laughing.
“So, you finally decide to lose your virginity and you lose it at a frat party with some random chick?”
“I didn’t have a choice. I couldn’t tell my frat brothers I was a virgin.”
“Well you must’ve had her fooled if she’s asking for more,” Sharon giggled.
“Lay off,” he said, casting his eyes down at his food.
Henry had hoped that she would’ve been his first, that they would’ve been each others' first.
“Nothing to feel bad about. Now that you got it out of the way, you can move on.”
“Yeah. Anyway, what did you get into last night?”
“More like who. I met this guy at the library and he was fine as hell. So we chatted for a while then headed to my apartment and…”
Henry stopped listening as she began to give him blow by blow of the orgasmic sex they had. That was the problem with having a girl as a best friend that he was madly in love with. Sharon told him everything. Though he had never seen her naked, he imagined what she looked like underneath her clothes.
“Henry? Are you listening?” she asked, snapping her fingers in his face.
“Yeah, sorry. Just a little hungover,” he lied, sort of. His dick was fully erect at this point.
“Well, now you know what you can and can’t handle. It’s time to head to class.”
“You go ahead, I’ll catch up.”
“But we’ve always walked to class together, since we were young.”
“Sharon, I will catch up.”
“What’s wrong with you? You’re not just hungover.”
“Can you just drop it and go?”
“No.”
Sharon stood up over him and looked down at his boner. She raised an eyebrow and he saw a glint of something, desire, sexual desire. Then it went away as soon as it had come.
“Why do you have a boner?”
“I’m a guy, we get boners.”
“No shit, but usually that’s when you first wake up. Why do you have one now?”
The interrogation was killing his boner, thankfully. Henry stood up and grabbed his bag.
“Let’s just go,” he said, walking away.
She hurriedly grabbed her things to catch up with him.
“Was it me describing the sex I had last night that turned you?”
“Drop it.”
“No, I want to know. Men don’t just out of nowhere have a boner.”
He stopped short and turned to her, glaring in her eyes.
“Do you know how hard it has been just being your best friend?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Hearing about your sexcapades with other men and your dates and all that other bullshit.”
“But why would that bother you?”
“Because I am fucking in love with you. I wanted you to be my first. I have wanted to make love to you since I first hit puberty. I get hard thinking about your breasts and how soft they must be. I think about your thighs and how good they would feel against either side of my head as I lick your pussy into an orgasm. I think about your ass, slapping my stomach as I fuck you from behind. I think about your lips around my dick, sucking. That’s why.”
Sharon stared at him in shock. Her panties were wet at the picture he just painted of them having sex. Then, that arousal turned to anger.
“Why the fuck have you never told me this?”
“What would’ve been the point?” he asked and walked into the building of their class.
She walked slowly behind him and entered the classroom after them. She grabbed his arm and drug him to the top row of the auditorium.
“Why are we sitting way back here?”
“You’ll see,” she smiled.
They placed their bags down and sat. The room went dark and the screen lit up. It was their Journalism in Film class. Sharon reached over and quickly took Henry’s dick out of his sweats and began to stroke it. His eyes got wide. All she did was smile and kiss him. She jacked him off a little faster and he moaned in her mouth. Luckily the movie was loud.
She moved down to her knees in between his legs. He stared down at her, mouth open, breath caught in his chest. He watched as she took him in her mouth and sucked hard.
“Fuck!” he moaned, but she couldn’t hear him
Henry laid his head back on the chair as she sucked his dick, sloppily. He put a hand on her head and pulled her closer so his dick could go deeper. He moved his hips up and down. She took him out and sucked his balls, moving from one to the other. Precum sputtered out the head of his dick. She licked it up.
Henry opened his eyes as he felt himself about to cum. Sharon moved her hands and he grabbed either side of her head and fucked her mouth.
“Ah, shit, Ahhhhh!” he moaned.
Henry shot his hot cum down Sharon's throat. She licked his dick clean. Even after busting a nut, Henry was still hard. Sharon pulled her panties down and got on all fours, her ass facing him. He got down on the floor and raised her dress to see her fat ass waiting for him. He slapped it and positioned himself between her legs. He spread her ass and inserted the head. Henry felt her relax as he went deeper in her ass. He reached under her dress to grab her large breasts, nipples already hard.
Henry pumped and she gasped. His balls slapped her pussy. He moved one hand to her clitoris to stimulate it. She moaned at the sensation of him grabbing her breast, stroking her clit and fucking her ass. She came fast and threw her ass back at him. Henry pulled her hair as he was coming too. He pulled out and
stuck his dick in her soaking wet pussy. It drove him mad. He gripped her hips and fucked her. Then he stopped. Sharon looked back and he motioned for her to run over.
She turned over to her back and he lay between her legs, licking and kissing her thighs. Henry felt them tremble against his cheeks. He smelled her sweet arousal. Henry split her pussy lips with his tongue and found her clit engorged. He devoured her. Sharon arched her back as he expertly attacked her sex. His tongue warm and dominating every sensory. She moved her hips to get a deeper pleasure. Sharon grabbed his head to brace herself for the eruption of pleasure coursing through her. She came like she never had. Henry gripped her nipples, adding extra, more intense pleasure. She came again, and again. This had never happened before.
