by R L Singer
“Pasta. It’s the only thing I can prepare decently.”
He was a bit grumpy. With a smile, I went straight to the bedroom and changed into some jeans and T-shirt, and returned to the kitchen. I would better help him, or he would be in a terrible mood that night and I had plans for his delicious pussy.
“Here, let me help. Finish cooking that I’ll take care of the rest,” I told him, as I started to clear the kitchen.
“Thank you. How was your day?” he asked, as he stirred the sauce.
“It was alright. What about you? Did you manage to act normally?” I asked him with a teasing smile.
“No, I don’t think so. I went to work wearing jeans and tennis shoes. It was impossible to manage your heels. Your secretary kept looking at me as if I had lost my mind,” he grumbled.
I chuckled and approached him to steal a gentle kiss from his lips.
“I’m sure there was no permanent harm done.”
He snorted but added nothing more.
“So far, how was your experience with a woman’s body?” I asked him, curious.
I was enjoying being in his body, feeling a lot stronger and fitter than I was as a woman. It made me realize I had to find time to go to the gym.
“Honestly? I haven’t had time to think about it,” he admitted with a scowl. He tilted his head to look at me. “How do you do it? I’ve had one day in your shoes and I’m exhausted.”
“I guess I’m used to it,” I shrugged with a soft smile.
“I should help you more, I can see that now,” he admitted.
I didn’t comment on that. I would if he didn’t start helping me after this experience. I caress his cheek and went back to what I was doing. By the time we got to the bed, he was tired but his mood had changed.
“I’m still having trouble to believe this isn’t a dream,” he told me when he was combing his hair in front of the mirror, completely naked.
We always slept naked, clothes were just obstacles in bed. I stood behind him and slid my hands under his arms cupping his lovely breasts with my hands.
“I can’t believe you haven’t had time to enjoy these,” I whispered in his ear as I clamped his nipples and pulled them, loving the way he moaned. “You had my hot body all for yourself for the whole day and you didn’t play with it?”
He grinned at me.
“I didn’t say exactly that. Let’s say I didn’t have lunch today, instead I locked myself in your office and had a little fun in the office,” he confessed, covering my hands with his, urging me to squeeze harder. “A woman’s orgasm is so different… so intense, so magical.”
I chuckled and kneaded his breasts a little roughly, gluing my body to his back, letting him know just how hard I was for him.
“I have to confess I had a little fun this morning with Mr. Cock.”
“Oh, god, please don’t name it,” he grumbled, but I could tell he was amused.
I slid one of my hands down between his legs and found his pulsating clit. A few rubs and pinches and I had him moaning for me.
“Let’s go to bed. We’ll have a whole weekend of fun, exploring this situation,” I warned him, dragging him to bed and making him fall over the bed, just in the middle, forcing him to open up his legs wide as I crouched in the middle of them.
I ran a couple of fingers up and down his wet folds, teasing him before I opened them up and leaned my face into it. Soon, I was licking, teasing, kissing and nibbling his engorged clit, while two of my finger delved inside him to find that special spot that always drove me to the moon.
I could feel how the orgasm was building up inside him, by his moans and the way his body shuddered underneath him, so I increased my speed and went a little rougher on him and in no time he was coming hard on me, allowing me to feast on his delicious juices.
My cock was so hard, I was having trouble concentrating on what I was doing, but I held back because I wanted to make him enjoy as much as I did each time we made love. I was about to finally take him when he pushed me back and made me kneel in bed and getting on all fours.
“Wait, it’s my turn.”
He took my hard cock in his hands and soon he had it buried in his mouth as deep as possible, sucking me hard, swirling his tongue all around my head, making sure he captured every little drop of precum possible. With his hands, lips, and tongue, he took me very close to the edge but I didn’t want to finish in his mouth, no matter how delicious it was. My cock was eager to feel her walls clenching around itself, so I waited as much as I could, enjoying his little mouth as much as possible, but at some point I made him stop and pulled my cock out of his mouth.
“I want your pussy,” I demanded.
With a naughty chuckle, he turned around and presented his ass to me.
“All yours, baby.”
I slapped his buttocks playfully before I took a grip of his hips and buried myself deep inside him, with just one single stroke. It was heaven on earth and I let a loud growl out and he moaned in response.
Thrust after thrust I took us both to the edge once more, leaning over his back and sliding my hand underneath him to play with his clit and make him ride the same wave I was in. Moans and groans filled the room and in no time the waves of pleasure were crashing on us as we dived deep into a world of sheer bliss. We collapsed on the bed and I pulled him to my chest, as we slowly came back to Earth.
“That was amazing,” he murmured, clearly about to fall asleep.
“Yes, I know. I guess this experience isn’t that bad after all, don’t you think so?”
“Yes, I guess you’re right.”
I woke up the next morning when I felt his wet tongue poking my little hole. I was hard, but Sam always woke up hard and now he was enjoying it.
“Hmmm, someone woke up eager for more,” I murmured with a wicked smile.
“Yes. In fact, I plan on tying you up to this bed and use and abuse your hot body,” he assured me.
I chuckled, amused.
“Well, I’m all yours.”
“Of course you are.”
He spent the next minutes stroking my hard shaft while he played with the head with his mouth and tongue. It felt amazing and my whole body shuddered with the jolts of pleasure that rushed through me.
After a while, he straddled me and put his hot pussy over my engorged head.
“Are you ready for me, love?” he asked, breathing as heavily as I was.
“I’m always ready for you, baby.”
Slowly, he impaled himself in me, going as deep as possible, making the tip of my cock press against her cervix. It felt amazing and my hands fled to his hips, securing him there, with me completely buried in him.
He started to move up and down on my cock and I helped him, wanting more and more of him, feeling how his walls clenched hard around me as his body shuddered and trembled underneath the powerful waves of pleasure he was experiencing.
Once he found the perfect rhythm, my hands left his hips and slid up, until they cupped his bouncing breasts, kneading them and clamping the hard nipples with my fingers, loving the moans of pleasure I was ripping from his lips.
Once more, our journey looking for those ephemeral moments of sublime pleasure wasn’t long enough. Our bodies soon crumbled under the powerful orgasm that took away our breaths and turned us into shuddering masses. He collapsed over me and I kissed his forehead, fully satisfied, at least for the moment.
“What you say we go to the beach? It’s been a while since we don’t go to the beach, just the two of us,” I suggested, murmuring in his ear.
“That sounds like a good idea. We could go to that small beach, we used to go years ago,” he agreed, mentioning a deserted beach on the bottom of a ravine.
It was very rare to find people there, due to the hard access, but the place was a tiny bit of paradise and we could even swim naked.
“Yes, that would be perfect. We can take a few things and make a picnic under the palm trees,” I accepted with a mischievous grin.
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br /> We jumped out of bed and after convincing Sam of wearing tiny shorts and even smaller top, we headed to the supermarket, looking for the food we planned on taking. I wanted to see Sam’s reaction to other men’s appreciation and feel the pride he always said he felt under those circumstances.
I was fun to watch him blush under the hot looks guys gave him, and even some of their comments, but at the end, he was having as much fun as I was and he even started to sway his hips, letting out the sexy woman I was.
We bought fresh bread, a few kinds of ham and cheese, grapes, pineapple, some crackers and even a couple of carrot muffins, accompanying the food with a bottle of my favorite white wine, water, and orange juice.
We drove to the beach, and as expected, the place was empty. We left our stuff under a palm tree and after taking off all of our clothes we went straight to the water. It was still mid-May, and the water was still a bit too cold, but after the first few minutes on the water, your body adjusted and it was time to have some fun.
“Now that I had some time to think, I guess I know why you wished to have our bodies swapped,” he told me when we were submerged up to our chest and I had his legs wrapped around my waist.
“You do?” I asked, raising an eyebrow, inquisitive.
“Yes, I do,” he nodded, running his hands through my wet hair. “I guess I have been a terrible husband all of these years. You always seemed like some kind of superwoman, able to handle everything I threw your way that I never stop to think you might need or even appreciate some help.”
Yes, he had guessed right.
“Yes, some help would have been much welcomed,” I assured him.
“I will help you from now on, I promise,” he assured me and I claimed a gentle kiss from his full lips.
“Thank you, that will be great.”
He pulled my head down and deepened the kiss, igniting the passion always smoldering between us. My cock responded immediately and I knew he could feel it poke his buttocks.
“I never have enough of you,” he whispered against my lips. “You’re the hottest woman in the world for me and you still move my world, like you did the day we met.”
“I feel the same, baby.” My hands slid from his shoulders and reached his hardened peaks, pinching them hard, making him moan. “And I need you, right now.”
“Here?” he teased me, tilting his head back, exposing his sensuous neck to my voracious lips.
“Yes, right here.”
Running my lips down his neck and coming up kissing and nibbling it, loving his taste mixed with the saltiness of the water.
“Hmmm, yes,” he moaned and I pulled him up, resting her entrance over the tip of my hard cock.
“Are you ready for me, love?” I asked him, making him rub my tip with his hot pussy.
“I’m always ready for you.”
With a chuckle, I thrust my cock deep inside him, growling with pleasure as he wrapped himself tighter around me.
“Oh, god, yes… this feels so good,” he moaned, as I started to slide her up and down my shaft loving the rapture expressed on his face and the way he moaned with pleasure.
We came so hard, my legs trembled, demanding a better grip on the sandy ground, to prevent us from going under the water. Chuckling, he slid out of me and let his body float on the gentle waves. I did the same, and we stayed there, relaxing a few minutes.
“I'm famished. We should eat something,” he told me, after a while, swimming back to the beach.
I followed him and soon we had a small feast displayed over one of our towels. I quickly prepared a couple of sandwiches for the two of us and opened up the bottle of wine. We would have time to wash that out of our system before we returned home. The coolness of the wine was exactly what we needed, on a hot sunny day, like that one.
“Hmmm, this is delicious.”
“Being hungry makes everything taste better,” I assured him.
“Yes, that’s true.” He nodded. “You know… I have been thinking about you and about your work.”
I tilted my head as I look at him. “What about it?”
“Are you happy with it? It’s what you want to do for the rest of your life?” he asked, showing an interest he hadn’t shown in quite a while. “We don’t need that income. You don’t have stay there if you’re not happy. Yesterday, while I was dealing with all of the paperwork you deal on a daily basis, I was about to go insane.”
I chuckled, but I knew exactly what he meant.
“No, I have been feeling a bit tired of it, lately. It has become more and more boring, there’s no challenge, no thrill,” I admitted.
“Why do you do it then?”
“I guess I got used to it, and let myself being dragged by the flow,” I scowled, taking a bite of my sandwich.
“Do you have any idea what you would like to do?”
I gave his question some thought.
“Actually, yes, I would like to put on my own firm and dedicate it custody cases. You know, help the kids get the best deal on their parents’ divorce,” I explained.
“It’s the first time I've heard it put that way, but I guess that’s a more accurate way of interpreting it.”
“Yes, most couples only think of how to ruin the other one, they often forget about the kids involved.”
“You would have to take some divorce cases as well.”
“I know, and I’m sure I can do it.”
“Oh, I have no doubt of that. So, why don’t you do it?”
I frown and looked at the waves kissing the sandy shore, for a few moments before I turned to look at him.
“Are you sure we could be without my wage? I wouldn’t be making that much money.”
“Yes, I’m sure. I have been offered society at the firm, so I’ll be making much more than I am now. I was going to talk to you about that the other day, but I had to take the girls to your parents’ house and it slipped my mind.”
“Oh, baby, that’s great news.”
“Yes, it means I’ll have a bit more work, but it will be worth the effort,” he assured her. “Think about what I told you. It’s time you start doing something you really enjoy.”
I smiled, pleased.
“I will, thank you.”
“You have my full support, whatever you decide to do.”
I leaned over and kissed him gently on his lips.
“Thank you, baby, it means a lot to me.”
He kissed me back, smiling.
The rest of the day was as wonderful. We swam, we lied down on our towels for some sunbathing, we ate some more and we even made played some more on the water.
I guess I’m too old to enjoy making love on a beach, with sand getting everywhere, but doing it on the water was excellent. We went back home and all I could think of was how much things had changed between Sam and me over the swap spell. It ended up being the best thing that had ever happened to us in a long time, and I was happier than I could put in words.
When we arrived home, he dragged me to the bathroom and into the bathtub. It was time to soak and get rid of the salt and sand we had in our bodies.
“Did you enjoy our day?” he asked, straddling me.
“More than you can possibly imagine,” I assured him.
“I have to admit, I enjoyed it as well. We have to do this more often, get more time just for us as woman and man, other than always as mom and dad,” he said, grazing a finger over my lips.
“Yes, that would be perfect.”
I captured his finger and sucked it. He leaned over me and captured my lips with his and I slid my hands to his head and pulled her closer, deepening the kiss and rubbing his body against my already hard cock. Like him, I never had enough of him.
The passion that burned between us was strong and powerful, and its flame burned the same way it did on day one. Soon, I was buried deep inside him as we rode the wild waves of pleasure we had conjured.
When we woke up the following morning, things had gone back to normal, I was b
ack on my body and he was back in his body. I have to admit I felt a bit sad since I really had enjoyed the experience, but it was good to be back to normal.
The spell had brought us closer and given us another perspective on one another and that was priceless, something I would always treasure and I was sure Sam felt the same way.
Swapped By A Fortune Cookie