Body Swap With Marusya Part 5

Sasha and I head back to the guys. My head’s swimming and the music’s bumping. It’s infectious and I want to dance. I’ve never wanted to dance in a club before, this must be more of Marusya’s feelings superimposed over my own.

I grab Leo’s hand and haul him out to the dance floor. He pulls the old ‘reluctant to dance’ look but quickly gets into it. It helps that the place is packed and we have to stand close. Very close. I’m practically rubbing my body on him but he doesn’t seem to mind. In fact he grabs me in his sturdy arms and pulls me closer as I grind against him. Shaking my cute ass, knowing full well the effect it has. Hell, I can feel the growing erection through his pants and part of me is turned off, but the Marusya part is very turned on. I want him inside me and it scares me. I don’t think I’m ready for this just yet. It’s only been a day, and I’m still very much a guy. Well, at least on the inside, but my head’s foggy from the drink and the heat in the club.

After a few more songs I lead the way back to the table. Dmitri is close to passed out and Sasha looks bored. That gives me the excuse I need. I tell Sasha it’s time to go. She cocks her head and gives me a questioning look but agrees. I trade numbers with Leo. Actually, I take his number since I have no idea what mine is. Should really check on that. He looks disappointed and I can’t blame him. Sasha gulps the last of her drink then we take off.

We manage to make it back to Marusya’s place safely, though Sasha really shouldn’t be driving. We stumble up the stairs, she in disbelief that I would just walk out on a guy like Leo. I try to play it off as I unlock my door and we weave inside.

“Seriously,” Sasha continues, “He was totally into you.” We practically fall onto the couch, Sasha’s legs spread, her dress bunching up to reveal her deliciously toned thighs as she stares up at the ceiling. I’m lying back and facing her, my blonde hair draped over both shoulders. I stare at Sasha’s profile. Her sharp nose is just distinctive enough to give her face an intriguing beauty. A lovely errant line that serves to make the rest of her features uniquely gorgeous.

I try to collect my thoughts but they’re slippery, difficult to pin down what are mine and what are Marusya’s.

“No. How can you tell?” I finally say, “Really?”

She turns to me, green eyes glinting, dark hair spilling down both side of her head to frame her face. “Duh,” she smiles, “Why not? You’re gorgeous.”

“You’re gorgeous,” I blurt, “Dmitri should have been all over you. I would if I was a guy.”

She snorts. “You’re sweet.”

“Seriously, your face is fucking adorable and your tits are out of this world.”

“No, mine are too big, it’s all guys stare at. Yours are perfect, big enough to enjoy but not so big guys only want to fondle them.”

I grab my breasts. “Yeah, they are pretty great.” We laugh. On impulse I reach out and cup one of her breasts. “Seriously, that’s a good size. Nice weight, nice heft. I can think of lots of other things I want to do to them.” She gives me a crooked smile.

“Like this,” I say as I kiss the lovely swell of her beast. “And this.” My soft lips press against her skin again as I kiss my way across each one. I pull my wavy, blonde hair away from my face and continue kissing around her soft skin. My nose presses against her breasts and I inhale her intoxicating scent with each peck.

She places her soft, warm hands on each side of my face and gently pulls me up to stare into her eyes. I think she’s going to tell me off, but she pulls me close and suddenly I’m kissing her. Our soft lips press together, open wide in yearning. My tongue explores, tasting the lingering traces of her cosmopolitan as her hands hold my face.

I break away and hike up my dress, revealing my own pale thighs and a trace of my undergarments, so I can straddle her. Then I lean over her and we kiss some more. My hair cascades down her neck as her hands move towards my breasts, gently caressing, exploring my own soft curves like I had mere hours before. My hands hold Sasha’s face, savoring the soft, silkiness of her skin as our kisses become more urgent, driven by our rising passion, our urge to consume each other and become one.

She pushes me up. “Unzip my dress.” she whispers as she stands and turns around, holding her hair up. I pull the zipper down and help the dress fall to the floor, then embrace Sasha from behind to caress her breasts and kiss her neck. She leans her head to the side as I gently nibble on her shoulder. My teeth softly nip up her neck as she sighs and I kiss my way up to her earlobe, across her cheek and the sight of her astounding profile so close makes my body warm with desire and anticipation.

I slip off her bra, freeing her breasts which I heft in both hands before sliding my delicate fingers up and down her body, greedily exploring every soft inch. She turns and pushes me onto the couch, laughing, then crouches at my feet and kisses her way up my thighs and under my dress. I squirm in anticipatory delight as she places her mouth over my sheer panties, breathing delicious hot breath over my dewy pubis.

I lift my thighs to squirm out of my dress, which Sasha takes as an invitation. She holds my legs up and buries her face into me and my breath hitches as a pulse of pleasure caresses my body. She helps take off my dress and throws it to the floor, then slides my panties down my legs before I take off my bra, releasing my breasts, my nipples perky and sensitive. She straddles my face, then hungrily buries her mouth between my tender thighs as I bury my mouth into her, tasting her salty musk, both of us wet with passion. Her hair tickles me and her breasts rest against my stomach as her tongue teases my clit, alternating between flicking and slow licks. She’s done this before.

I pull her towards me and tease my pink tongue in between her folds, copying what she does to me, and I hear her moan. Two fingers slip into my sopping pussy and first my thighs then my body go wonderfully taut, I’m cresting towards a release and I slip a finger into Sasha. She pushes her ass towards my face, grinding into my yearning mouth as we spur each other on, riding towards our twin pleasures. All I can taste and smell is her. All I can feel is her body pressed against mine, her tongue inside of me urging me on faster and our breath quickens together. She sucks my clit and drives me over the edge. I moan into her and pull her closer, sucking on her clit as we press towards each other, blinding me with desire as wave after wave of pleasure pounds my body. There is a brief plateau as the pleasure stops but I can sense more waiting to be drawn out by Sasha’s hungry mouth and I reciprocate. Both of us continue playing the other’s drenched body and we climax together, inside and surrounding each other, our soft bodies are one and this moment is all there is, all I want, all I can imagine.

We come down slowly. My face is wet with her juices as I gently lick her budding petals, savoring the moment. She turns around and lays at my side, one large breasts half resting against mine as she traces delicate patterns across my stomach with one dainty finger.

“Wow,” she says, her hot breath tickling my neck, “I’ve never done that with Marusya before.”

It takes me a second to realize what she said and I turn to her in surprise. She laughs.

“Of course I know about the swap. Marusya told me to keep an eye on you. You think we do this all the time?”

“Well,” I say, “I guess not.”

“I’ve always wanted to go down on her but she’s never had any interest in women. But I figured with you in her body…”

“I’m easy?”

She gently squeezes one of my breasts. “Exactly.”

“I don’t mind,” I say, sleepily, “You can have your way with me for the rest of the week.”


This part never got transferred from my old blog. Hope it tides you over while I finish the next (last?) instalment

Body Swap With Marusya Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

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5 comments

    1. I am, it’s taking awhile because it’s gotten long and I’ve been working on something else. Big announcement soon!

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