by R L Singer
They switched back and Henry knelt down to her.
“Sharon, you know I love you with everything I have.”
“Yes, I know.”
“I will never have sex with another woman again,” he said as he spread her legs.
“Yes, you will.”
“No, I promise I won’t.”
“Well, I want threesomes, so you will, but only when I am present.”
He lowered down and intimately pleasured her with his tongue. He took his time, stroking every crevice, sucking up her nectar.
“Henry, ah, Henry, god, fuck!” she yelled.
Henry stroked his dick as she came in his mouth. Before he came, he plunged in her again and let his dick be fully buried in her pussy. Henry leaned down and kissed her, slowly fucking her to get all his nut out, which brought on another wave of pleasure for the both of them. For the rest of the day and night, they fucked, switching bodies over and over again.
Roommate Swap
Megan and Jayden were roommates, as well as friends. They drove each other insane on the odd occasion. They were both sexist and believed their sex was stronger and could do more than the other. They both spent most of their time together comparing conquests and positions.
They both felt that the other didn’t understand the emotions that went with their sexual conquests. Megan felt that having sex with a man left her vulnerable and ashamed. She knew the man was never going to contact her again. Megan wanted a man she could settle down with. Every time she slept with a man, she would never be contacted by them again, despite her feelings prior to sleeping with him.
Jayden felt like he needed to have sex all the time with different women. He was scared of settling into a relationship. Jayden felt a relationship would get him hurt, though he would never admit this.
Megan and Jayden secretly had feelings for each other. Megan is a smoking hot blond bombshell with an hourglass figure that curved in all the right places. Megan has dark brown eyes with a look that always screams danger. Jayden wouldn’t be a man if he didn’t have at least a sexual attraction to Megan.
Jayden is from a town in Texas. He met Megan at college in Florida,where they now live in St Lucy, a few miles out of Tampa. They spent most of their time sunbathing and surfing, doing the odd bar tending job here and there while they build their careers in their studied fields.
Jayden is a hunk of a man. He is lumber-sexy, tall, dark and handsome. He has long dark brown hair, which he ties into a man-bun, with a cut six pack and a tight ass. He has soulful striking blue eyes and a strong jawline. He is what any woman would classify as sexy as hell.
Megan and Jayden had an argument one summer night in St Lucy. He kept telling her she wasn’t what men wanted. Jayden felt she was plastic, as gorgeous as she was, and that’s why men never call her back. Megan argued that he was closed off and wasn’t happy unless he was sleeping with a different woman every night. She believed he was like all the men who used her.
“No one wants a fake bimbo, you’re only good as a trophy.”
“How would you know? You have never been with me, you don't know or understand what I can or cannot do.”
“Nor will I ever, I don’t want to.”
Megan stormed off, slamming her bedroom door behind her.
“Megan, you know I’m right.”
“Shut-up asshole, just go fuck yourself - like I hear you do every night anyway.”
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The sun was beaming onto Megan’s pillow as the sun rose for a new day. Megan slowly opened her eyes, squinting as she tried to see past the glare of the sun. She never had the sun in her eyes in the morning. As she woke up enough to focus, she realized she was no longer in her room. Fearing that she drank too much and slept with Jayden, she made a beeline straight for the bathroom.
She slammed the door behind her, turning to face the mirror. Megan screamed a death defying scream as she looked in the mirror and saw her roommate Jayden’s face looking back at her. She pulled down her pants and saw a huge dick, ready and waiting for it’s morning foreplay.
Megan had never seen Jayden naked. They had never touched in a sensual way. They had never shared a kiss, even though they wanted to but neither of them would admit it.
Before another thought could pass on the situation, Jayden burst into the bathroom as they looked at each other, looking at themselves, they screamed.
“What the fuck is going on Megan?”
“I don’t know Jay, I’m as confused as you. What the fuck happened to us?”
“Do I look like I know?”
Jayden ran his hands through his hair in frustration.
“We can't go out like this.”
“Oh hell yeah we can. I want to test my new tits out.”
“Don’t you fucking dare, asshole. I’m going to fuck all your stalkers if you try that shit.”
“Be my guest, it’s not everyday I get to be a woman - and a hot woman at that. I want to feel what it feels like for you. I always told you women enjoy sex more.”
“Yeah, but men get to orgasm every time. I get to fake it. How fun. Now you will finally understand what I mean when I said sex is work for a woman.”
“Okay, so seeing as we are stuck like this, let’s do this. As long as we are like this, we have as much sex as we can, feel what it feels like. Don’t get any funky diseases, use condoms please. I’m also sure you don't want to know what it feels like to give birth.”
Before Jayden could reply, Megan was off to Jayden’s room, trying to find something sexy to wear.
“What will get me laid as a man? What do I like in a man?”
Settling on a pair of low cut jeans, that show off her new inherited V-line and six pack, with a fitted black button up shirt shirt.
Megan looked in the mirror and appreciated the man looking back at her. She felt sexy, sexier as a man than she did as a woman. Megan was ready to hit the town and prowl for a mate.
Jayden wasn’t far off from Megan. He had picked the sexiest outfit he could find in Megan’s closet, something he would find sexy on a woman. Jayden picked low cut Sissy Boy jeans with knee high boots and a crop top and hair in pigtails. He looked like Harley Quinn.
Leaving the house together, they glanced into each others' eyes, searching for approval.
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Megan ended up at a day bar with her hot new male body and a true knowledge of what woman wanted to hear. Its was Saturday and the bar was pumping. There were hot single woman in every corner of the bar.
Megan set her eyes on a brunette standing alone at the bar. She had long dark hair, a cute, younger looking face, with a great set of legs. She was wearing tight shorts with black stilettos and a crop top that showed off her cleavage and washboard stomach. Megan smoothly sat beside her, acting as if he didn’t notice her, but close enough to get her attention.
“Hey, do you come here often?”
“No, this is my first time. Hi, I’m Jayden.”
It felt strange for Megan to introduce herself as Jayden and hear her voice leave her with a smooth male voice, the same voice she couldn’t resist in Jayden.
“Hi there, I’m Carla.”
She put out her hand with a quint tilt, shaking mine.
“Can I buy you a drink? What are you having?”
Megan instantly felt like this was going to be a costly night. It was normally her getting the drinks bought for her.
“I’ll have a sex on the beach, thanks.”
Megan could sense the hint in Carla’s voice. She wanted sex on the beach. Carla’s eyes were hot and burning into Jayden.
Megan called the bartender over and said, “could I have a sex on the beach and a bud light please?”
“Coming up.”
Megan and Carla had idle chit chat as they sat drinking. Before they could finish, there were two girls who sat next to Megan. Carla could see the t
wo girls kept staring at Megan. Jayden was a gorgeous man, who didn’t have a problem finding woman to bed.
“Hey, you want to go for a walk on the beach?” Carla suggested, as she got up from her seat, taking Megan by the hand, leading him off his chair.
“Yeah sure.”
Megan grabbed Carla along the waist and led her off the patio onto the beach. They both took off their shoes and headed out toward a quiet section of the beach.
“So sexy, do you want to fuck me?”
Megan’s face looked stunned as the words left Carla’s mouth. She couldn't believe how easy some women where. She hadn’t gotten the chance to try using pick up lines.
“You bet your ass I do. I want to feel your tight cunt around my dick.”
Megan and Carla found a quiet section on the beach. They barely reached it before they were tongue tied, hot and ready. Megan was enjoying the feeling of kissing a woman. She thought she wasn’t going to be able to enjoy it, to be able to feel anything sexual for another woman.
They kissed passionately as they fell to the ground, the soft sand cushioning their fall. Ripping each others clothes off, Carla trailed kisses down Megan’s stomach, licking down her V-line, to a rock hard dick, dripping, ready for Carla’s mouth.
“Wow, your a big boy.”
Carla put her mouth over Megan’s new inherited dick and slipped it deep down into her throat. The motion was driving Megan crazy, her hands burying into the sand, as she tried to hold back. She grabbed Carla, twisting her onto her back. Megan positioned herself between Carla’s legs, her dick full and throbbing. She pushed slowly into Carla, filling her with every inch of her dick. Megan had to hold back, she could feel the pressing of the need to explode into Carla. Megan could feel the wet tightness of Carla’s sex, as she pushed into her faster and deeper with every thrust. Carla’s head tilted back as she exploded into a climax. Megan started pushing faster and faster. Megan exploded with a low deep growl through clenched teeth.
Megan now understood what sex was like as a man. It wasn’t the same for a woman. It often felt as though you faked orgasms more than you had them, especially in such a short space of time. Her orgasm wasn’t as intense as it was as a woman, but it was different - it felt amazing. Megan wanted to do it again.
“Wow, handsome, that was amazing. It’s like you know exactly what to do for a woman.”
“Well, thank you too. You want to head back to the bar?”
Without answering, they started walking, Carla’s arm linked into Megan’s. They both knew this was a one time thing as they parted ways at the bar.
“Thanks for everything. I need to head off now. Here is my number, should you want to hit me up sometime.”
And with that, Carla walked off to her car.
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Jayden found himself in a women's bathroom at one of the Tiki bars in St Lucy. He was looking at himself in the mirror, admiring what he looked like. He always found Megan drop dead gorgeous and he could now fully experience what it was like to be her. Men had whistled and tried to pick him up from the minute he left the house.
He held his breasts and ran his hands down his body, all the time thinking the size of the rock solid hard-on he would have right now. He slipped into the cubicle, running his hands down his pants, slipping his fingers into his sex – he was wet and tight. He wanted to fuck himself with his own dick. He rubbed his clitoris, feeling the rush of a woman's climax approaching, his breath starting to quicken as he approached his release. He quickly reached his climax, letting out a groan as he exploded around his fingers.
He walked back out into the bar, ready to find out what sex feels like for a woman - what it feels like to take a man's full length into his sex.
He sat at a table on the deck with a seaside view that sent fresh sea air blowing through his hair. A man sat at the table next to him. He was tall, blond, with a surfer look to him. He has a girlish face but a very ripped body. He smiled at Jayden as he approached the table.
“Hey, what is a sexy woman like you, doing here all alone?”
He pulled up a chair and sat next to Jayden.
“I was stood up. I was supposed to have a date. He didn’t come.”
“Well, now, who would stand up a beautiful flower like you? I’m Chad.”
He grabbed Jayden and kissed him on the hand.
“Hi, I’m Megan, good to meet you Chad. Would you like to join me. I don’t like drinking alone.”
“Sure beautiful, what’s your poison?” he asked as he gestured for the waitress to come take the order.
“I would like a vodka and lime, thanks.”
“Great, you heard the lady, can you bring me Jack Daniels, neat please.”
“Wow, you don’t strike me as the whiskey type.”
“Don’t judge a book by it’s cover.”
He smiled as he took Jayden's hand and kissed it. The drinks arrived. Jayden sipped at the vodka as Chad took a swig of his Jack Daniels.
“So beautiful, this place blows. How about we finish our drinks and go back to my place?”
Jayden halt for a second, wondering if it’s something he should do. He didn’t know chad and wasn’t sure if he was an axe murderer.
“Yeah, sure.”
He agreed going against his better judgement.
As they reached Chad’s car, Jayden was shocked to see a brand new Porsche. Chad looked like the typical surfer type. No one would think he has money at first glance. He looked as if he was in his early twenties. They arrived at a huge walled off property. As the gates opened, they drove up a long driveway to a modern mansion.
“Wow, what do you do for a living?” Jayden asked, trying to stop gaping at the size of the house he just arrived at.
“I do a little bit of everything, mainly application development.”
“I’m in the wrong line of work.”
Chad grabbed Jayden's hand, leading him out the car.
Chad walked into the house, leading Jayden upstairs to his master suite. The house was modern with modern artwork. His master suite was full of gadgets and new age technology. Before Jayden could say a word, Chad slipped off his clothes, revealing his huge cock and ripped body. He climbed into the hot tub facing a TV that covered the entire wall.
“Are you going to join me sexy? Or are you going to just sit there and stare at me?”
Without answering, Jayden slipped off his clothing, piece by piece, watching the reaction on Chad’s face. His cock growing with every piece of clothing removed from the sexy body of Megan.
Jayden slipped into the hot-tub. Chad wasted no time in pinning him against the walls of the tub, plastering his mouth onto Jayden, filling his mouth with slow thrusts of his tongue. He slipped his hands down Jayden’s body, circling Jayden's clitoris as he ravished his mouth. Jayden rubbed his hand up and down Chad’s shaft, feeling him growing with pleasure.
“Oh my fuck, that feels amazing! It’s better than my own hands.”
Chad slipped his fingers into Jayden's sex, as Jayden released a pleasured groan.
“You are so tight and so wet. I love your greedy little cunt.”
Jayden continued to thrust movements up and down Chad’s length, as chad circled his fingers inside Jayden's sex. With a quick movement, Jayden swung around, sitting on top of Chad, positioning his dick with his sex. Chad thrust in a quick movement, filling Jayden with his length, both of them letting out a groan of pleasure.
Chad pulled out, leaping out of the hot-tub, leaning in to pick up Jayden. He carried Jayden over to the King sized bed, leaning him over the edge, grabbing at his hair as he thrust into her.
Chad’s tempo quickened as Jayden clenched around his length. Jayden screamed with pleasure as he quickened, grabbing at the sheets, burying his face between his arms as Chad fucks him from behind with full force. Jayden let out a groan as Chad climaxed into him, causing a flood through Jayden, realizing a crippling orgasm, sending them b
oth to the floor.
Jayden got up, and headed for the restroom.
“Where are you going beautiful, I’m not done with you yet. We are only just getting started.”
“Thank you for the offer, but, I really must go.”
Chad looked disappointed, but could see there was no stopping Jayden, who was already almost finished getting dressed.
Jayden finally understood the feeling women get by being used for sex. He didn’t like the way it felt - he felt as though he had lost power. Jayden felt like he had lost respect. Megan would constantly try and describe this to Jayden. He could never understand that feeling until now. The feeling of being a woman, used by a man.
