by R L Singer
I closed the door behind us and pulled him into my arms. With one of my hands buried in her long hair, I tilted it slightly back to give me more room to assail his lush full lips with a strong, passionate kiss, meant to steal his breath away and set our hearts into a frenzy.
Reluctantly, I released his lips and slid my hands down his neck toward his chest, sliding them over his breasts, making sure to brush his already hard nipples on my way to the hem of his top. I wanted him naked and exposed.
It was my body, so I knew perfectly how to touch it and how to caress it to make it have the best experience ever. That didn’t mean I didn’t have a blast when I was with Vince, but you always know your body better. I pulled his top over his head and threw it to the floor, quickly unhooking his bra and releasing his big, round breasts.
“See… look at these beauties…” I murmured, cupping his breasts and slightly squeezing them, the way I loved.
A moan escaped his lips and I smiled.
“Yes… I’m starting to enjoy this,” he said with a naughty smile.
My hands reached his jeans’ button and soon I was pushing it down his hips and soon all he had on was a lacy thong. I left it on him as I pushed him over the bed. I swiftly removed my clothes and crawled over the bed, straddling him by his hips.
“I can assure you I’m enjoying it as well,” I assured him, as I cupped his breasts and clamped his nipples with my fingers. “I want to show you the kind of pleasure you always give me.”
“Hmmm, that sounds promising,” he whispered with a husky tone, his expression showing me the pleasure rushing through his body. “But I want to touch you too.”
“You will, in time...”
He tried to change positions with me, but this time I had the strength on my side, so I pinned him down to the bed. “
When I decide you can.”
The grin on his face told me he knew my game, but I didn’t mind. I was in charge and I wanted to give him all the pleasure he always gave me and also make him wait for it, as he loved to do to me. With a wicked grin, I leaned forward and captured one of the hard peaks with my mouth, swirling my tongue all over it, loving the way he squirmed underneath my caresses.
Kissing, licking and nibbling, I spent the next few minutes sweetly torturing him, making him experience that delicious and intoxicating cocktail of pleasure and bliss he always conjured for me.
“Oh… amore… please…” he begged, clearly overwhelmed by the emotions rushing through his body.
Each moan that came out of his lips made my new cock thrust against her belly, eager to get more attention than I was giving it. But I wasn’t ready yet.
Vince
This whole thing was insane. Being in Annie’s body was insane, and yet, it felt so good and I had to admit I was starting to feel much more pleasure than I thought possible. Maybe a woman’s body was a lot more sensitive than a man’s, I didn’t know. What I did know was that I was in paradise. Each caress, each kiss, each nibble increased the orgasm I could feel welling up inside me and I was sure I wasn’t going to last long.
I could see Annie was enjoying being in charge, so I just relaxed and let her do her thing, relishing on the pleasure she was giving me. After a while, one of her hands slid down to my eager pussy, still covered with one of those tiny, lacy thongs Annie loved so much.
Her fingers grazed my lips up and down a few times before she grabbed the thong and ripped it away from my body, revealing my shaved pussy. Curious, I slid my hand there, eager to touch myself and ease some of the need I was feeling, but she had other plans for me, and my hand was quickly pushed away.
“It’s my turn, sweetie, you keep your hands out,” she warned me with a wicked smile and she cupped my pussy for a few moments before she grazed my hot skin with her thick fingers.
Soon, she was sliding them through my dripping slit, poking my entrance and teasing the area around my throbbing clit, without really touching it. I let out a moan of sheer frustration, rocking my hips to meet her fingers but she pushed me down, going back to her sweet torture.
A finger started to draw small spirals around my hard bud, getting closer and closer to it and when it finally touched that sensitive area, I simply let out a small cry. God, that felt so good. She rubbed me for a few moments, before pinching and pulling it, making me gasp in ecstasy. But when she leaned down and ran the tip of her tongue over my clit I was ready to explode.
But she pulled back.
“Oh… no…” I protested, eager for more.
“Patience,” She said, scolding me, thrusting a couple of fingers deep inside.
“Oh… you’re such a teaser…” I grumbled, gasping for air as jolts of thrill ran through me.
She chuckled and took her tongue to my aching clit once more, swirling it around a few times before she took it between her lips and sucked hard. Now, I was able to fully understand the rapture in her face each time I did that to her. The pleasure was indescribable. My heart was racing in my chest and I could feel that orgasm inside me getting to incredible proportions. I knew I was too close and I guess she knew that too because she finally rested the tip of her cock at my clenching entrance.
“Are you ready for me, sweetie?” she asked me with a naughty smile.
“More than ready, and you know it,” I told her through ragged gasps.
She chuckled and, with a single thrust, she was buried deep inside me, ripping a cry of pleasure from my lips.
Annie
My cock was throbbing so much I wasn’t able to wait any longer, despite my desire to tease and push Vince to the limit, just like he loved to do to me. But the fire burning on my core was too strong, too appealing for me to resist, so after a few more caresses I finally plunged my thick, hard cock deep inside him.
I had never thought about how the penetration would feel for Vince. So I guess I wasn’t ready for what I experienced. The warmth of his sheath wrapping itself around my hard shaft, feeling his walls stretching to fit me… I wasn’t able to find words to describe that. The pleasure was so strong, I almost came at that very moment, like a teenager's first time.
But, of course, I guess I could compare myself to one. It was my first time this side of the game. Taking a few deep breaths, I regained some control over myself, eager to live the whole experience. And then, pulling his legs up to his chest and keeping them there, I started to thrust in and out of him.
First, I went slow. I was already breathing hard and my heart felt like a wild drum inside my chest. But soon, my own need was too strong as the thrusts became faster and deeper. Vince moaned and shuddered underneath me and it only increased my own pleasure, making me growl.
“Amore… please… I’m so close…” he whimpered and I grunted, speeding up my thrusts.
It was an explosion. I started to shudder hard and soon I was exploding and a massive blast of pleasure and bliss hit me like a hurricane making me pour all my seed deep inside him. Vince was moaning and shaking his head side to side, clearly crashed under the powerful waves of pleasure rushing through her.
“God… oh, god…” he moaned.
I let myself fall on him, careful not to crush him under me.
“Yes… sweetie… so good.”
He wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled me closer, claiming a passionate kiss from my lips.
“This was amazing, amore, like nothing I have ever experienced,” he murmured in my ears and I smiled pleased.
“I know… it was fantastic,” I said as I rolled over to lie in bed, next to him.
“Maybe these rings are a fabulous discovery after all,” he admitted with a broad smile.
“Of course they are. Just think of all the possibilities…” I smiled back, imagining him experiencing a pregnancy and who knows… maybe even a birth.
The idea made me let out a chuckle.
“What’s so funny?” he asked me, yawning.
I knew exactly how he felt: a delicious drowsiness always invaded me after sex.
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nbsp; “Nothing important, love. Take a nap, you’ll need it,” I suggested, watching him close his eyes.
“Yes…”
Chuckling, I rolled out of bed. Unlike my own body, Vince’s body was charged with energy. I couldn’t stay still in bed, so I decided to go take a shower and order something for dinner. We had more interesting things to do than to cook that night.
I stayed under the warm stream of water for a few minutes, relaxing and remembering all we had lived in the past couple of hours and my cock hardened almost immediately. I was ready for more, but that didn’t surprise me. Vince’s stamina was quite amazing and now I could confirm it personally.
My hand went to my cock, almost instinctively and started to stroke it, going up and down and a moan came out my lips. It felt good: very good. I stroked myself for a few moments, still under the water, but soon my body demanded the real thing.
So I closed the water and went looking for the man that completed my soul.
Vince
I must have dozed for a few minutes because, when I opened up my eyes again, Annie wasn’t next to me. I moaned and stretched my body, feeling my nipples go hard again, as images of the last couple of hours rushed through my mind.
I raised my hand and stared at the ring, wondering how something so small held this kind of magic. Despite my worries, this experience had gone far beyond any expectation I might have had. It was simply fantastic.
My hands wandered over my body and one reached my hard nipples while the other discovered my slightly sore clit. A few rubs, though, and tiny jolts of pleasure rushed through my body.
I spread my legs wide and sped up my rubbing, adding some pinches and pulls, and soon I was panting hard, eager for release, while my hands ran wild through my body. It felt so good and an orgasm started to well up in my core.
“Having fun without me?” Annie asked me from the doorway. Her cock was hard and obviously ready for another round.
“Never… just warming up for you,” I assured her with a wicked smile on my face.
“Oh… aren’t you sweet?”
She walked to the bed and joined me, making me get on all fours, as she slid her strong hands all over my body.
This time, there was no foreplay. We were both hot and craving for release. She knelt behind me and, with a single thrust, she was buried deep inside me, all the way in.
“Baby, this feels so good,” she grunted as my walls clenched hard around her hard cock.
“I know, amore, I know. There are few things as amazing as that,” I assured her, loving to feel her start to thrust in and out of me, her hands grasped hard on my hips.
“Yes… oh, yes.”
Plunge after plunge, she guided us to that amazing turmoil of pleasure we always conjured for each other. Raging waves of pleasure fell over us and, shuddering, we collapsed over the bed. When the waves finally subsided, she kissed my forehead.
“We need a shower. In my case… another one. I ordered Chinese food and it must be almost here,” she informed me with a smile.
“Good idea.”
“This will be a very interesting weekend, don’t you think?” she asked me with a mischievous smile.
“Oh, baby, there’s no doubt in my mind, now,” I assured her.
And it was. More than interesting. It was fabulous. We didn’t go through all of Nonna’s things, but we didn’t care. We wanted to explore our bodies and find new ways to please one another. Getting to know your lover’s body that intimately was priceless, since it provided us with so much knowledge we wouldn’t have otherwise.
All thanks to a couple of magic rings. It was a pity Nonna wasn’t alive. She would love to see me go through this experience.
Swapped Up & Knocked Up
“I told you it was a mistake to see that damn witch doctor,” James fumed, stomping his foot for emphasis. Or, her foot that is.
“She was a medicine woman, James. And how could I have possibly known that this,” Ellie pointed to her new body, “was going to happen?”
The young couple stood in the bright morning light of their kitchen. To the unobservant eye, nothing would have appeared strange. But James and Ellie awoke to find themselves looking into their own eyes that odd morning and quickly made the horrifying discovery that, somehow, defying all logic and laws of nature, the pair had switched bodies.
It all started when Ellie blurted out at dinner one night that she was tired of waiting. The couple had been trying for a baby for over six months, and Ellie had begun to wonder if it would ever happen. She had a plan, though.
The week before, Ellie’s girlfriend told her about an old woman who lived in the nearby mountains who was rumored to perform fertility rituals for paying customers. And Ellie wanted a baby with her boyfriend, James, more than anything.
So James, amidst much scowling and skepticism, drove them both out to the mountains to find this so-called medicine woman.
In a remote mountain cabin in the middle of the woods, James and Ellie drank a foul liquid that the woman claimed would solve all their problems. It might cause some unexpected side effects for a time, the woman croaked, but once Ellie conceived, all would be well.
How could either of them have known that “unexpected side effects,” instead of just waking up on the wrong side of the bed, meant waking up in the wrong body?
So, after fierce debate, countless swear words, and plenty of finger pointing, there they were: James scratching his head of long, white-blonde hair as Ellie. And Ellie in a pair of plaid boxers with her head in her big, masculine hands as James.
Looking at the green numbers on the microwave, Ellie gasped. “I have to get ready for work!” She looked herself over again in dismay then pointed her finger at James. “Or more like, you have to go to work as me!”
James rolled his big blue eyes. “Just call in sick! I can’t go out in public looking like you!”
Now in the bigger, stronger body, Ellie grabbed James’s slender shoulders, her slender shoulders, and dragged him into the bedroom. “I can’t miss anymore work this month. It’s a Friday, so just show up and pretend to be working until it’s time to clock out!”
Before James could protest, Ellie, now much larger than he was, was pulling off his nightgown. She stopped and stared at her bared breasts, a surprise boner forming a tent in her boxers.
“I don’t have time for your stupid horny body to get all aroused right now,” she shrieked in an unmanly tone as she tried to shove it back down. “Gross, it feels weird,” she groaned. “Do you always get a hard-on just from seeing a pair of boobs?”
James shrugged matter-of-factly. “Yeah, pretty much.”
With an annoyed huff, Ellie shoved a bra at him. “Quick, put that on,” she ordered.
James held the black lacy bra from his fingertips as if it was poisonous. “Do I have to?” His voice sounded so strange and feminine to his ears.
“Yes, if you don’t want every guy on the train looking at your nipples poking through your blouse.”
No, James most decidedly did not want that. So he begrudgingly slipped the bra onto his new rack and fumbled with the hooks. Once he popped his pillowy soft tits into the bra, he looked down to admire Ellie’s boobs from a new angle.
Ellie had notoriously sensitive breasts, and he was usually not allowed to play with them too much or he would risk her wrath. Because they were so large on her small frame, she was embarrassed of her gorgeous rack and did her best to keep them contained most of the time.
With curious hands, James wiggled and weighed his new tits, causing Ellie to yank his hands away and chastise him.
“Stop playing with my boobs and put this on!”
James reluctantly dressed himself in Ellie’s body and looked in the mirror as she started to brush his long hair. The pencil skirt was tight around his ample ass and the blouse, although it tried, just couldn't quite contain his abundant breasts. Ellie roughly dabbed some makeup on his face and James felt incredibly uncomfortable as he looked into th
e mirror at his red lips and black-lined eyes.
“Is the makeup really necessary? You look great without it, you know,” James whined, hoping that his compliment would get him out of it.
With a tsk tsk, Ellie shook her head defiantly. “No way, James. You need to go into work looking like me, not like some drab, old lady version of me.” She spun James around and nodded her approval.
“There, now you look damn good. Think you can walk in heels?”
James tried to draw the line at heels, but next thing he knew, he was walking, or more like wobbling, out the door to catch the train to Ellie’s workplace.
