Three years later

My cousin swapped bodies with me because she wanted to experience what it would be like to be a twenty-year-old guy. I spent the day mostly naked in her blonde body, feeling up her exquisite tits and squeezing her incredible ass. I let her boyfriend take me out and dressed in a skimpy white top with no bra.
I was so horny for my cousin’s body at the end of our date I let him take me home and fuck me over the table. This body was too good to not experience everything. He gripped my slender hips and I moaned as he slid into me and my pussy was filled for the first time.
“God, you’re so wet,” he moaned, slowly sliding in and out of me.
“That’s all for you,” I lied.
Really, it was all for myself. I was so horny and needed a good, hard fucking. He obliged, bending me over the table as the rhythmic slap of his balls on my pussy joined our chorus of moans until I exploded around him, new pussy clenching his shaft as he sunk deep and filled me with orgasmic bliss.
My cousin called me that night ready to swap back but I told her to give it one more day. She agreed and then I dodged her calls the next day and, when she came over, had her boyfriend keep her out.
Three years later I’m still in her body having the best sex of my life and enjoying every second of being a hot blonde.

In the finale, Andrew’s only hope of escape from the mob’s high-end brothel is to learn to use his wife’s body to pleasure as many rich men as possible in Swapped by the Mob 3, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords or Amazon.