“Jesus, my pussy feels so good,” My wife exclaims as she pumps into me with my own dick.
I can barely speak, caught up in the pleasure of feeling her inside me, having her tits bounce on my chest, using her hands to touch her body.
“Yes…it…does…ohhh!” I manage, spreading her legs wide and gazing down at where we connect. I look down past the swell of her breasts, over her cute belly, to where her — now my — pussy lips grip my old shaft.
The sounds of my wife’s pleasure coming from my own lips spills me over the edge. I throw my head back and moan as she pounds me relentlessly, the orgasm making me quiver and quake and clutch the length inside me. She grunts and thrusts deep, unable to contain herself any longer as she pumps into my slick cunt, filling me with my own seed.
Ever since we found this swapping stone, date nights have been a lot kinkier. We’ll tease each other all night and when I finally swap bodies with her I find she’s usually wet with excitement. A pleasant tension already in her core. She tears off my clothes and ravishes me, both of us horny for each other and our temporary bodies.
Afterwards I walk around naked in her body. Teasing myself. Teasing her. Until she throws me over the couch and plunges into me again.
A man is forced to work out his debt to the mob by swapping into his wife’s body and serving at an upscale brothel in Swapped by the Mob 1, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords or Amazon. Preview here.
