by R L Singer
“How does it feel touching your own body?” he murmured, tilting his head to look at her.
“I… I feel nothing,” she mumbled, struggling to free her hands from underneath his. But he wasn’t allowing it.
“And yet, I can feel your cock throbbing against my ass,” Ian said, with so much lust in his green eyes, she gulped.
“I… I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Sasha protested, but she could tell her tone lacked conviction.
“What if I tell you I can feel my wetness dripping between my legs? Will that make you feel better?” he asked, releasing her hands and turning to face her.
“I guess there’s a lot about each other we still have to learn,” he said, cradling her face once more and claiming a kiss from her full lips, sliding his tongue inside her mouth and taking over every inch of it.
Sasha’s arms acted on instinct and before she realized, she had them wrapped around his body, pulling him even closer to her, pushing her hips against his stomach. The kiss became deeper and more passionate and a few moments later they were both breathless with their hearts beating as one, the frantic rhythm of arousal.
“We better get out of here, or we might never leave,” he mumbled, grabbing the backpack they had packed for him.
They left the place unnoticed and when they got out, Ian looked around.
“You walked here?” he asked surprised.
“It’s not that far and I can’t drive your motorcycle,” Sasha explained, with a scowl.
“Right… I guess we’ll have to take the car up to the lakes. I doubt I could drive the bike on this body,” he muttered as they walked back to his place.
“You own a car?” she asked, surprised. She had never seen him with it.
“Yes… it’s uncomfortable to ride a bike in winter with snow falling around,” Ian explained, with an amused grin.
She huffed at him and walked a little bit faster. By the time they got to his place, it was past nine.
“We’ll have breakfast on our way there. I’ll just pick some clothes for you and we’ll be able to leave,” he said, heading to his bedroom.
“I can prepare something for us to eat while you do that,” she suggested.
“You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”
“If I didn’t want to, I wouldn’t have suggested it,” she replied, in a sarcastic tone.
“You’ll find all you need in the kitchen.”
She found the kitchen easily, and by the time he came out, she had bacon, eggs, bagels, and coffee on the table.
“That smells great. Can I hire you?” he said, as he entered the kitchen.
“No, you can’t,” she teased him.
They had breakfast in silence and after clearing the kitchen, they were ready to leave. He owned a dark blue convertible, and before they left, he lowered the roof. The sun was already high in the sky and the day was warm and delicious, something to enjoy.
Two hours later, they arrived at the cabin. The place was a lot bigger than she expected, but it was amazing. With no neighbors around and the lake just a few yards downhill, it looked pretty much like paradise.
They had stopped for some shopping since the place had no food or stores around, so they downloaded the car and he showed her around the place, taking her to the guest room, where she laid her bag.
It felt a bit disappointing, but she did her best not to show her feelings. After all, they barely knew each other, why would he take her to his room? Or more importantly, why would she expect him to do it?
And yet, Sasha did. She craved for him. She had been craving for him for a long time now and it didn’t matter he was on her body, she wanted him anyway.
“What you say we make some sandwiches and go down to the lake for a swim and a picnic?” he suggested after he had shown her around.
“That sounds great,” Sasha nodded, hoping it would distract her from the hot, wicked thoughts swirling in her mind.
They worked together and soon they were going down to the lake, with just their swimming suits on.
“Would you like to go for a swim first? The water shouldn’t be that cold,” Ian suggested as he laid a towel on the sand, under the shadow of a few trees.
Feeling her cock straining to get free, she was sure she would welcome cold water. She had never considered that bikini as hot, but looking at him with it on, had her heart drumming insanely.
Sasha watched him jump in the water and quickly followed him, swimming under the water for as much as she could, enjoying the invigorating feeling of the cold water all over her hot body.
She came out not far from him and swam around.
“This place is great,” she said, feeling a bit uncomfortable with the silence, installed between them.
“Yes… it’s awesome,” he agreed as he closed the distance between them. “How are you feeling with all this swapping thing? I guess I’ve been acting like a drama queen ever since I woke up I didn’t stop to think about you,” he said, getting closer every time she moved away.
“This is my fault… I have to admit it’s a bit strange having a cock… but other than that, I guess I’m alright,” she confessed.
“And don’t you feel curious about how it would feel making love with it?” he asked, wrapping his arms around her neck and his legs around her waist.
She gasped, surprised, but nodded.
“Yes… I guess… a little…”
“Why don’t I show you? I too want to know how it feels…” he suggested, kissing her passionately, leaving her no time to answer… just to feel.
The kiss reignited the fire they had started back at her room, but this time, not even the cold water would be able to put it off. Ian kissed and nibbled her mouth, her ears, down her neck and would have gone much further if they had been out of the water. Panting hard, he cupped her face and after a few more kisses, he whispered in her ear.
“I want you… I want to feel you buried deep inside me…”
She growled as the surge of pleasure rushed down her body, and encouraged by the passion oozing every word he said, she walked out of the water with him still on her arms, until they reached the towel they had laid on the sand.
There, Sasha let herself fall on her knees, while she kissed him, matching his passion with hers, ripping moans of pleasure from his lips. The passion burning between them was too strong, too eager for patience and in just a few seconds, they were naked, lying on the towel, entangled on each others' arms.
Sasha was so aroused she couldn’t think straight, so she just let her instincts take over as she kissed him over and over, running her lips all across his cheeks on her way to his earlobes, knowing just how sensitive they were, while her hands slid down his body, to cup his big, round breasts, playing with his nipples, making him moan out loud as his hips rocked up to meet hers.
“God… I need you so much…” he whispered in her ears, as his hands grasped her hard cock, making her let out a small cry of pleasure. “Please… take me… I want to feel you deep inside me,” Ian groaned as he slid her cock up and down his wet slit, smearing his juices all over her hard cock.
Too eager to protest, Sasha took over and rested the tip of her cock on his entrance.
“Are you ready for me?” she asked, her voice huskier than ever, oozing passion and eagerness through each word.
“Oh, baby, I’m more than ready,” he mumbled, rocking his hips up, making her go inside him with a swift motion.
Sasha growled her pleasure as she felt her cock go inside him, feeling how his walls stretched for her. Nothing had ever felt like that.
Fueled by her need for him, she started to push in and out of her, time after time, going faster and faster each time, until she felt she was about to explode. Underneath her, Ian was moaning through ragged gasps, his whole body shuddering wildly, very close to the edge.
Wanting him with her in that journey, she slid a hand between them and started rubbing roughly his engorged clit. It took no time for him to
explode underneath her and she was able to let go as well, feeling the waves of her pleasure crashing over her, one after one, making her shudder and cry out her pleasure. She collapsed over him and he hugged her tight, pulling her even closer to him.
“That was amazing,” he whispered in her ear and she chuckled, still amazed with the powerful waves of bliss they had been able to conjure.
“Out of this world,” Sasha agreed before she kissed him, a gentle kiss, meant as a sweet caress, but his response reignited the fire they thought had been extinguished. But this time, there was no urge, this time they were able to explore each others' bodies, giving them all the attention they needed.
Incredibly, Sasha had a great time exploring his breasts, playing with them with her hands and lips, combining kisses with nibbles, rubs with licks, pulls with sucks, while her hands kneaded and caressed, sometimes gently, sometimes roughly, slowly turning him into a shuddering mass of pleasure.
When her hands finally reached his still dripping pussy, he let out a loud cry and his body shuddered as jolts of pleasure went through him, but she didn’t stop. She wanted him to come, again and again, before she took him.
Sliding down, she exposed his drenched, shaved pussy, and started caressing with the tip of her finger, drawing circles, each circle smaller than the one before, until she slid it inside his folds, opening them up.
A few more caresses and rubs to his engorged clit and he was flying again. Unable to resist temptation, she leaned forward and captured his clit between her lips, running the tip of her tongue all over it, loving the way he gasped and let out small cries of sheer pleasure.
Only then, did she thrust her cock deep inside him, once more loving the way his hot pussy welcomed her. Thrust after thrust, she guided them both over the edge into that special world of pleasure and bliss they conjured with their passion.
Wave after wave crashed over them, turning them into shuddering masses, lost in the haze. They stayed like that, in each others' arms for a while, until their hearts slowly quieted down. They spent the rest of the afternoon there, eating, swimming and chatting.
Sasha didn’t remember ever feeling this happy before. She was having a great time and judging by the wide grin on his face, Ian was too. That night, they cooked and cleaned together and when it was time to go to bed, there was no doubt in their minds and that weekend, the second room was never used.
On Sunday morning, Sasha was the first one to wake up and decided to surprise him with breakfast in bed, she went to the kitchen to prepare blueberries pancakes, eggs, bacon, muffins, and cappuccinos, using the sophisticated coffee machine they had in the house.
But despite her desire, Sasha wasn’t able to surprise him. She was just finishing the cappuccinos when Ian showed up in the kitchen, barefooted and wearing his t-shirt.
“Hmmm, this smells delicious,” he said, wrapping his arms around her waist.
“I wanted to take it to bed for you,” she grumbled.
“Baby, such a banquet needs a table to be fully appreciated,” he said, kissing her shoulder. “I’ll set the table.”
In a few minutes, they were at the table enjoying the food.
“This is great,” Ian said, with a pleased grin. “I could get used to eating like this.”
Sasha smiled back and an annoying thought crossed her mind. It had been three days now and they were still in the wrong body. So far he had accepted the situation quite well, considering his panic the first time he realized he was in her body, but she knew that wouldn’t last, especially if they had to go back to their normal lives before they had changed.
She knew nothing about football, it would be impossible for her to learn how to play as well as he did and that would ruin his career. The same thing would happen to her grades. Ian knew very little about English literature and she had very important exams coming up the following week.
“You look worried,” Ian said as he helped her clear the table.
“I am… what are we going to do if we don’t change back by the time we need to go back to college?” she asked, with a deep frown.
“Perhaps it’s time for us to check out that book of spells. The answer might be there,” he suggested, shrugging.
“You don’t look worried,” Sasha pointed out.
“I’m not. I’m having a great time, not as a woman, but with you,” he confessed. “If it wasn’t for this spell, perhaps we would never have gotten the opportunity to know each other the way we are doing now,” he explained. “I’ve discovered that’s more important for me than all of the rest.”
She looked at him with her mouth opened, unable to believe what she was hearing.
“But… I mean… you never…”
“I never seemed to see you… to really see you… yes, I know. I don’t know why, but it was as if I always had other things in my mind that kept me from stopping and really look at you,” he tried to explain.
“You took me home the other night,” she stated, still unconvinced.
“Yes… I know… that afternoon, I saw you coming out of a store, with a bunch of books in your hands and though, I was heading to the other side of the town, I wished I could turn around and help you with that,” Ian told her, with a shy smile. “That night, when the guys suggested going to get some food, I remembered I had seen you in that restaurant and I urged them to go there, instead of the place we usually go to.”
“I had just cast the spell. I cast it at the book store,” she said, mesmerized by all the things he was telling her.
“Why don’t you get the book? We’ll take a look at it,” he suggested.
A few minutes later, they were seated at the terrace, examining the spell.
“See? The spell was made to open up the lover’s eyes. To make them recognize their soulmates,” he pointed out. “I wouldn’t have worked, if we weren’t meant to be together,” he added, with a wide smile.
“Do you really believe that?” she asked, afraid to believe her fairy tale was going to have a happy ever after.
“Of course, I do. I’ve never felt happier in my life,” Ian assured her, putting the book aside before he cupped her face and kissed her deeply. “Don’t you feel the same way?”
“Yes… I have been feeling ever since I met you for the first time,” she confessed.
He kissed her again.
“I’m sorry I was so blind.”
“All that matters is that you’re here now,” Sasha assured him.
He nodded before he kissed her again, printing on that kiss all the love and passion he felt for her. At some point, they felt a surge of energy rushing through them and the next time they opened up their eyes, they had swapped back.
“All we needed was to admit our love,” Ian said, chuckling.
“You love me?” she teased him.
“Do you doubt it?” he asked back, with a naughty grin.
“No… I guess I can’t. I love you too.”
Ian smiled and kissed her again, lowering her body to the floor, eager to finally have her, now that he was in his own body. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer as he got lost in her luscious body, making her, his completely. Nothing felt quite like that and she let out a whimper of pleasure.
Thrust after thrust, he guided her to paradise, again and again, making sure she knew they belonged together and nothing could be better than that.
They returned to college on Monday afternoon, ready to take their relationship to the next level, knowing they still had a lot to know about each other but also knowing the path was always going to lead to the loving arms of the other one.
The Swap Tunnel
Ashley snorted and crossed her arms over her chest, looking out the window. She was starting to think that coming out to the woods with Gideon had been a huge mistake. They hadn’t done anything other than argue since they had left home. And all because she brought way too much luggage and had taken way too much time getting ready.
“Are you going to sulk the rest of
the journey?” he grumbled from the other side of the car.
“Yes, I am. Do you have a problem with that too?” she replied, in a sarcastic tone. “Because you seem to have a problem with every damn thing this morning,” she added, looking straight forward.
“Oh come on… you have to admit, I was right. We’re staying in a small cabin in the woods for a few days. You sure as hell don’t need the amount of clothing you brought,” he insisted.
“Not all of what I brought is clothing. A woman has different needs and if you were a bit more understanding, you would know that,” she grumbled.