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Turnabout
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TURNABOUT
We came together. It was a magical moment. I know you've
heard that before, but this was a brief experience of Heaven on
Earth. As I stared into her eyes our souls opened up, and for one
shining moment that lasted for Eternity, we were one soul in two
bodies. A moment or an eon later, we fell apart, lying back and
basking in the afterglow.
I absently reached up to scratch an itch in my right nipple.
Something was wrong. Still fuzzy-minded from the incredible orgasm,
it took some thinking to identify what it was. My chest hair had
vanished. For that matter, my breast seemed a great deal - fuller -
than usual. As I started to worry, I opened my eyes and awoke fully.
I was staring at a fun-house reflection of myself. The beard,
the hair, the body were all mine, but I knew that pleased, "cat
who ate the canary" smile. I was more used to seeing it on a
different face, and when I turned to look in the mirror on the closet
door, I saw that face staring back at me in disbelief. I looked down
at the body I was now in, with its full breasts and smooth, curving
lines. It was true; somehow in that moment of transcendental orgasm,
our souls had joined, but when they separated, they ended up in the
wrong bodies!
"Um, Ann...," I said, in a strange voice, much higher than
my own. Her eyes snapped open, she looked at me and shrieked in
shock and surprise. It took me several minutes to calm her down and
explain what I felt must have happened. It also took some time to
adjust to the sounds of our voices. Your own voice never sounds the
same to you as it does to others, because of the bone conduction from
throat to ear; now each of us had two different voices to adjust to,
our original one without that comforting timbre, and the new one,
now strange and echoing.
"Look on the bright side, Ann," I said, "You're always
complaining that I don't understand you well enough. Think of this
as a golden opportunity to get to know each other better!"
"Hah! And what are we going to do on Monday? I don't know
beans about computers, and you couldn't find your way around a
library without a map. We've got to get our own bodies back."
"Wellll... Perhaps if we tried to duplicate the original
conditions, but in reverse..." This wasn't just a random thought,
for this body I was in was still horny. I could feel the damp, hot
wetness inside of me, and I marveled at it. I knew that my old body
would still be recuperating from our last bout, and that, left to
itself, it wouldn't be ready again for half an hour or so. But then,
I didn't plan to leave it to itself.
I leaned over and kissed Ann on the back of the neck, biting
gently, while my hand reached up and lightly tweaked her left nipple.
She gasped in surprised pleasure. I was pleased, but not surprised;
after all, didn't I know that body's desires better than anyone? I
was sure I could have her ready to go again in a matter of minutes.
This strange yet erotic situation had me so arouseed that I could
literally feel the juices starting to run down my legs...
"Wh-what are you doing?" she asked, in a voice far more husky
than normal.
"Showing you how this body feels." I replied. Suiting actions
to words, I lowered my mouth to her small, hairy nipple and sucked it
into my mouth, while my hands traveled through her forest of chest
hair down to her crotch. As I expected, her cock was already
beginning to harden, and I helped it along by stroking it up and
down, and tickling the balls beneath.
"Oh! Ohhhhh! That feels so weird! But good! Oh god! I'm
getting so hard," she cried. I could smell her masculinity, and it
overpowered me. Clearly, the lower brain functions had remained with
the proper bodies, for the smell was making me incredibly horny.
I couldn't resist. I bent my head down, and took her cock
into my mouth. She kept moaning, her voice higher than it had been,
but still much deeper than I was used to. I licked up and down and
around, paying special attention to the most sensitive spots, since,
after all, I knew exactly where they were :-) I lifted my head off
for a moment, then licked slowly down her length. My tongue snaked
out and eased her balls into my mouth, as I continued stroking her
length with my hand. I was rewarded with yet more moaning. I wanted
her cum. I wanted it so badly I could taste it, or at least, the
first warning drops of her pre-cum. I took the head of her cock
back into my mouth, and lowered my throat down her length, beginning
a steady sucking motion. With my left hand, I played with her balls,
while my right reached down to tease that sensitive rosebud of her
anus. Her hips bucked, nearly knocking me off, until I adjusted to
the rhythm; her cock sliding deep into my throat with each thrust. I
sucked, hard, and her cock throbbed, releasing spurts of thick creamy
sperm into my mouth. I milked her cock through the rest of her
orgasm, licking the cum off of the tip, stretching out the pleasure
as long as possible.
After a few moments, her eyes uncrossed, she turned to me and
said "Oh god, I want to fuck you!" She dived down and kissed me on
the lips. It was strange to feel her beard scratching against me,
but I reveled in the new sensations. She stroked my breast, and I
could feel the nerve impulses from there go straight to my pussy.
I was hotter than ever, and I did want to be fucked. However, my
former body, even as well rested as it had been at the start of this
unusual evening, was going to need some time to recover. Ann was
staring down at her shrivelled cock in puzzlement. "I want you so
bad. Why isn't it getting hard again?"
"Give it a little time. It'll get there," I said. After a
moments thought, I added, "Um, you know... When I was trying to get
it up again when I was in that body, I, um, it really turned me on to
go down on you..." She looked at me with an examining stare, an
unreadable expression.
Then, with a brief smile as the only warning, she leapt for
my crotch, and dove in with her tongue. I cried out, in unexpected
delight "Ohhhh yes!" I could feel her beard scratching my thighs,
but it felt good. In fact, she ran her nails lightly up and down my
legs while she licked, creating a wonderful counterpoint sensation.
Her tongue moved up and down my labia, around and between them.
Every so often, her nose would brush against my clitoris, my body
shaking in response. She spread my lips with her fingers and leaned
forward, thrusting her tongue deep inside of me. I shuddered and
moaned my appreciation. After some time of this, she moved her tongue
upwards, and began circling my clitoris, just around the edges, never
quite touching it. Then, just as the teasing was about to be
unbearable (for she knew this body's responses intimately), she took
it between her lips and sucked hard, while laving it with her tongue.
My hips bucked as she thrust two fingers deep inside of me, moving
them back and up to hit my G spot. I cried out in ecstasy, and came,
wetting her face and beard with my copious fluids.
"Well, whattaya know," she said, looking down at her
once-again hard cock, "it works :-)" She pulled herself up the
length of my body, and I grabbed her powerful shoulders, bringing her
face down to mine for a kiss. Now her beard was not only scratchy,
but damp, and I burst out giggling for a moment.
"I want you inside of me," I moaned. I reached down, and
felt her hardness, poking against my thigh. I took it in my hand,
and brought it to my nether lips. I raised my hips and took her
within me. She entered slowly, and then we stopped for a bit, each
marveling at the new sensations involved. I had a feeling of
fullness, of completeness, that I had never felt before, while I knew
that she must likewise be impressed at the tight wet heat she was now
immersed in.
I squeezed my muscles, and was rewarded by a gasp from above.
Ann looked down at me, love and lust commingled in her eyes, and
began a slow, even in-out motion. My hands moved over her muscular
back, and stroked. She leaned in for another kiss, stepping up the
tempo ever so slightly. Then she leaned down and gave a kiss, then a
gentle bite to the neck, something which I liked well enough in my
own body, but which this body liked well enough to send it into
a shattering orgasm.
We fucked for hours, it seemed. With two recent orgasms, it
would be a while before her male body could work up a third. But,
oh!, what a trip. I shuddered through two more orgasms,
marveling at the never-ending abilities of women. At last, Ann
began to speed up, pounding into me, fast and hard. I encouraged
her, meeting her hip thrusts with my own, and squeezing my pussy
muscles on the downstroke. I squeezed her
with pussy, arms and lips, and we were coming NOW! It was
like a burst of white light, filling me, and suffusing my(?) body and
soul with pleasure. I felt at one with Ann in a way I had never
thought possible.
At last the light faded. I was lying in bed with my eyes
closed from weariness. I kept them closed, savoring the delicious
feeling of not knowing what I would see when I opened them.....
THE END, for now.
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