Mom's Friend.

I had always felt a twinge of jealousy towards my mom's friend, Diana. At 43, she was the epitome of a MILF, with curves in all the right places and a confidence that commanded attention. Katy, my mom, who was also 43, spent more time with Diana than she did with me. One day, I decided enough was enough. I stumbled upon an ancient body swap spell, and with a calculated risk, I decided to use it.

The spell required I take some sleeping pills, as Diana and I would swap bodies completely, and I didn't want to take any risk as Diana might find herself in my body. I recited the spell, and as the words left my mouth, a whirlwind of sensations enveloped me. I felt my body contort and change, transforming into Diana's voluptuous form. I looked down at my new body, running my hands over the soft, smooth skin, the full breasts, and the hourglass figure. I was flabbergasted by the change, feeling a mix of awe and disbelief as I stood in Diana's milf body.

My phone buzzed with a text from Katy: "I'm outside your house, come down fast, less go babe." I smiled, knowing exactly what the night held in store.

Katy stopped the car outside a luxurious hotel. Diana's memories flooded my mind, telling me that we were here to meet a very special man. Katy opened the door with a key, and we were greeted by a handsome hunk, probably in his late 20s. I got wet just thinking about this man fucking me raw.

Katy was quick to get undressed, her hands eagerly exploring the man's muscular body. I was a bit hesitant at first, but eventually, I started a slow striptease, letting the man feast his eyes on Diana's lingerie-clad body. He stepped closer, his hands roaming over my curves, and I could feel Diana's desire building.

I undid my bra, and the man immediately latched onto my nipples, biting and sucking on them with an intensity that sent shockwaves of pleasure through me.  I moaned softly, "Oh, that feels so good." Katy was on her knees, taking the man's cock into her mouth, her head bobbing eagerly. I watched, my pussy growing wetter with each motion. The man then turned his attention to me, and he started to lick my pussy, his tongue exploring every inch of me. I moaned louder, "Yes, right there, don't stop."

"You like that don't you, Diana?" the man asked, his voice a low growl.

"Mm-hmm," I moaned, my voice deeper than I was used to.

He pushed me onto the bed, and I spread my legs willingly, welcoming him inside me. Katy climbed onto the bed, straddling my face, and I eagerly started licking her pussy. The man thrust into me, his cock filling me completely, and I moaned around Katy's clit.

"Fuck, you're tight," he groaned.

"Mmm, and you're big," I moaned back, my hips meeting his thrusts eagerly.

The man then switched positions, and I found myself on top of him, riding his cock. I could feel every inch of him inside me, and I started to move my hips faster. "Faster, faaack me, give it to meee," I moaned. The man reached up and started to play with my breasts, pinching my nipples and making me moan even louder.

We switched positions, with Katy riding the man while I sucked his balls. Then, he flipped us onto our sides, taking us from behind. The bed creaked with our movements, our moans filling the room.

"Harder," I begged, my voice hoarse with pleasure.

He obliged, his thrusts becoming more forceful, and I could feel my orgasm building. Katy came first, her body shaking as she cried out. The man's cock twitched inside me, and I could feel his cum filling me, sending me over the edge.

"Fuck yes," I moaned, my body convulsing with my orgasm.

The experience was too thrilling for me and I knew that I would definitely possess Diana again. And maybe, just maybe, my friend could possess Katy.

Jay's Adventures as a Shapeshifter Part 3

Jay decided to surprise Kevin by transforming into Amy, the school's cheerleader captain. Kevin had always had a crush on her, and Jay thought this would be the perfect way to give his friend a chance to live out his fantasy. He had gone to a nearby thrift store and bought some clothes that would fit Amy's buxom body—a tight, low-cut top and a high waisted jeans that accentuated her curves.

Jay's heart pounded as he transformed, his muscles shifting, his skin softening. He felt the swell of breasts, the curve of hips, the smoothness of thighs. His body morphed into Amy's, the cheerleader he had admired from afar. He wore the clothes he had bought, feeling the fabric against his new skin. He knocked on Kevin's door, and when his friend opened it, Jay saw the shock on Kevin's face.

"What are you doing here, Amy?" Kevin asked, hesitation in his voice.

"Won't you invite me in?" Jay said, flirting, his voice pitched higher, more like Amy's.

When the door closed, Jay leaned in, pressing his lips to Kevin's. Kevin hesitated, then kissed back, his hands tentatively touching Jay's hips.

Jay broke the kiss, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Got you, loser," he said, his voice laced with humor. "I'm not Amy. I'm Jay. I have shapeshifting powers."

Kevin's eyes widened, and he took a step back. "What?" he breathed, his voice barely above a whisper. Jay laughed, a sound that was both mocking and playful. "Come on, Kevin. You know Amy would never kiss you. You're not her type."

Jay started a slow striptease, Jay's hands went to the hem of his shirt, slowly pulling it up and over his head. He unbuttoned his jeans, the zipper sliding down with a soft hiss. Standing before Kevin in just a bra and panties, Jay felt a thrill of power. Kevin's eyes were glued to Jay's body, his breath coming in short, sharp bursts.

"Will you just sit there, or come here and help me with the bra hook?" Jay asked, his voice soft and inviting. "I'm still not used to wearing a bra." Kevin hesitated for a moment before stepping forward, his fingers fumbling with the clasp. Jay leaned back, his breath hitching as Kevin's hands brushed against his skin. He unhooked the bra, and Jay let it fall.

Once the bra was off, Jay stood before Kevin, completely naked. He felt Kevin's eyes roaming over his body, the heat of his gaze sending shivers down his spine. Kevin stepped closer, his hands reaching out to cup Jay's breasts. Jay moaned softly, his nipples hardening under Kevin's touch.

"You're so beautiful, Jay," Kevin murmured, his hands moving down to cup Jay's ass. Jay could feel the heat of his body, the hardness of his cock pressing against Jay's thigh. He moaned again, louder this time, and ground himself against Kevin.

Kevin's mouth found Jay's nipple, his tongue swirling around the hard peak. Jay gasped, his hands going to Kevin's hair, holding him in place. "Yes, Kevin," he whispered, his voice ragged with desire. "Suck them harder."

Kevin obliged, his mouth moving from one nipple to the other, his hands roaming over Jay's body. Jay could feel the wetness between his legs, the ache for more. 

Kevin's mouth moved lower, his tongue licking and sucking at Jay's pussy. Jay gripped Kevin's hair, his hips moving in time with Kevin's tongue. He could feel the pleasure building, his body tensing.

Jay pushed Kevin back, his eyes locked onto his friend's. "My turn," he said, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

He sank to his knees, his hands going to Kevin's belt. He unbuckled it, his fingers brushing against Kevin's cock through the fabric of his pants. He could feel it, hard and ready, and he moaned again, the sound low and hungry. He unzipped Kevin's pants, his hands reaching in to pull out his cock.

He took Kevin into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the head. Kevin groaned, his hands going to Jay's hair, holding him in place. Jay sucked harder, his head bobbing up and down, his mouth taking more and more of Kevin's cock.

"Fuck, Jay," Kevin moaned, his hips thrusting forward. "That feels so good." Jay hummed around Kevin's cock, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine. He could feel Kevin's cock throbbing in his mouth, could taste the precum leaking from the tip.

He pulled back, his eyes watering as he looked up at Kevin. "Where do you want to fuck me, Kevin?" he asked, his voice a sultry purr. "I'm all yours."

Kevin's eyes darkened, and he grabbed Jay's hand, leading him to the couch. He pushed Jay down, his body covering Jay's. "I want to fuck you like this," he said, his voice rough with desire. "I want to look into your eyes as I make you mine."

Jay moaned, his legs spreading wider to accommodate Kevin's body. He could feel Kevin's cock, hard and ready, pressing against his pussy. He reached between them, his hand wrapping around Kevin's cock, guiding it to his entrance.

"Fuck me, Kevin," he whispered, his eyes locked onto Kevin's. "Make me yours."

Kevin thrust into him, his cock filling Jay completely. Jay gasped, his back arching as he adjusted to the intrusion. "Oh, fuck," he moaned, his hands going to Kevin's back, his nails digging into his skin. "Yes, Kevin. Fuck me harder."

Kevin obliged, his hips moving faster, his cock sliding in and out of Jay with a wet, slapping sound. Jay could feel the pleasure building, his body tensing as he got closer and closer to the edge.

"Deeper, Kevin," he gasped, his hands moving to his breasts, pinching his nipples. "Fuck me deeper."

Kevin leaned down, his mouth capturing Jay's in a fierce kiss. Jay moaned into the kiss, his body writhing beneath Kevin. He could feel his orgasm building, his body tensing as he got closer and closer to the edge.

"I'm going to come, Kevin," he gasped, his eyes locked onto Kevin's. "I'm going to come all over your cock."

Kevin groaned, his hips moving faster, his cock thrusting into Jay with a force that sent Jay over the edge. He cried out, his body convulsing as his orgasm ripped through him. He could feel Kevin's cock throbbing inside him, could feel his own pussy clenching around it.

"Fuck, Jay," Kevin moaned, his body tensing as he found his release. "Fuck, that feels so good."

They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Jay looked up at Kevin, a soft smile playing on his lips. "That was amazing, Kevin," he said, his voice soft and content. "You're an amazing lover."

Kevin smiled back, his fingers brushing through Jay's hair. "You're not so bad yourself, Jay," he said. "Or should I say, Amy?"

Jay laughed, a sound that was both happy and content. "Call me whatever you want, Kevin," he said. "As long as you keep fucking me like that."

Not Really a Girls Only Trip Part 2 (Requested by Saasianer)

 

"Who's next?" Ava had asked, her grin wide and filled with mischief. Emma's eyes sparkled with lust as she stepped forward, her body already aching with anticipation. The others watched, their breaths hitching in unison as Emma began to unbutton her blouse, revealing the lacy bra underneath.

"I think it's my turn, don't you?" Emma purred, her voice low and sultry. Ava nodded, her eyes never leaving Emma's body as she continued to undress. Once Emma was down to her lingerie, she turned to the others. "And I think you all should join us."

A slow smile spread across Ava's face as she watched her friends begin to undress. Lucy, still breathless from their previous encounter, was the first to comply, her body eager for more. Soon, the room was filled with the sound of fabric hitting the floor and the soft rustle of lace and silk.

Emma turned back to Ava, her eyes locked onto the cock that was now fully erect and waiting. She climbed onto the bed, straddling Ava with a deliberate, slow motion. Ava grasped Emma's hips, her fingers digging into the soft flesh as Emma began to grind against her.

"You're so wet," Ava growled, her voice laced with desire. Emma moaned, her head tilting back as her hands found Ava's chest, her fingers teasing the nipples that were now pierced.

"And you're so hard," Emma retorted, her hips moving faster. Ava grinned, her cock throbbing against Emma's pussy. She could feel the wetness through the thin fabric of Emma's lingerie, and it was driving her crazy.

"Let me taste you," Ava whispered, her voice hoarse with need. Emma nodded, her body shuddering with anticipation as Ava flipped them over, pinning Emma to the bed. She hooked her fingers into the sides of Emma's lingerie and tugged, tearing the delicate fabric away with a single, swift motion.

Emma gasped, her body arching off the bed as Ava's mouth found her pussy. She licked and sucked, her tongue exploring every inch of Emma's wetness. Emma's moans filled the room, her hands fisting the sheets as Ava brought her to the edge of ecstasy.

Just as Emma was about to come, Ava pulled away, leaving her panting and desperate. Emma's eyes flew open, her gaze meeting Ava's as she grinned wickedly. "Not yet," Ava said, her voice husky with desire. "First, I want to taste all of you."

Ava turned to the others, her eyes scanning the group. "Come here," she commanded, her voice firm. The others obeyed, their bodies eager and ready. Ava's eyes landed on Lucy, her grin widening as she beckoned her closer.

"Kiss her," Ava said, her voice low. Lucy complied, her lips finding Emma's as Ava watched, her cock throbbing at the sight. She could feel the heat radiating off their bodies, could see the desire in their eyes. It was intoxicating.

Ava reached out, her hand finding Lucy's breast and squeezing. Lucy moaned, her body arching into the touch as Emma's hands found Ava's cock, stroking it slowly. Ava groaned, her eyes fluttering closed as the sensation washed over her.

"Now kiss me," Ava commanded, her voice barely a whisper. Lucy and Emma exchanged a look, their bodies moving in sync as they leaned in, their lips finding Ava's. The kiss was deep and passionate, their tongues dancing as Ava's hands explored their bodies.

Ava broke the kiss, her breath coming in short gasps. "Now, I want to taste you both," she said, her voice hoarse with desire. The others nodded, their bodies moving to make room for Ava as she positioned herself between them.

Ava began with Emma, her mouth finding her pussy once again. She licked and sucked, her tongue exploring every inch of her wetness. Emma moaned, her hands fisting the sheets as Ava brought her to the edge of ecstasy once again.

Just as Emma was about to come, Ava pulled away, leaving her panting and desperate. She turned to Lucy, her mouth finding her pussy with the same intensity. Lucy moaned, her body arching off the bed as Ava licked and sucked, her tongue exploring every inch of her wetness.

Ava could feel the heat radiating off their bodies, could see the desire in their eyes. It was driving her crazy, and she knew she couldn't wait any longer. She needed to be inside one of them, needed to feel their bodies wrapped around hers.

Ava turned to Emma, her eyes locked onto hers as she guided her cock to her entrance. Emma looked up at her, her eyes filled with lust and anticipation. Ava pushed inside, her cock filling Emma completely.

Emma moaned, her body arching off the bed as Ava began to move. She was slow at first, her hips rocking against Emma's in a steady, rhythmic motion. But as her desire grew, so did her pace. She could feel the pleasure building, could feel her body tensing as she neared the edge of ecstasy.

Ava looked over at Lucy, her eyes locked onto hers as she beckoned her closer. Lucy complied, her body moving to Ava's side as she began to stroke Emma's clit, her fingers moving in sync with Ava's hips.

The sensation was too much, and Ava could feel her body tensing as she neared the edge of orgasm. She pulled out of Emma, her cock throbbing as she turned to Lucy. She guided her cock to Lucy's entrance, pushing inside as Lucy moaned and arched her body against hers.

Ava began to move, her hips rocking against Lucy's in the same steady, rhythmic motion she had used with Emma. She could feel the pleasure building, could feel her body tensing as she neared the edge once again.

Emma, not wanting to be left out, moved behind Ava, her hands finding Ava's hips as she guided her cock back to her entrance. Ava groaned, her body shuddering as she felt Emma's wetness envelop her once again.

The sensation was overwhelming, and Ava could feel her body tensing as she neared the edge of orgasm. She looked down at Lucy, her eyes locked onto hers as she felt Emma begin to move behind her. The three of them moved in sync, their bodies coming together in a dance of pleasure and desire.

Ava could feel the pleasure building, could feel her body tensing as she neared the edge. She looked over at Emma, her eyes meeting hers as she nodded, urging her on. Ava groaned, her body shuddering as she came, her cock pulsing as she filled both women with her hot, sticky cum.

The three of them collapsed in a heap of sweaty, satisfied bodies, their breaths coming in short gasps. Ava looked up, her eyes meeting the others'. She grinned, her voice filled with mischief. "Who's ready for round two?" she asked, her cock already twitching with desire.

The others laughed, their bodies moving to make room for Ava as they prepared for another round of pleasure and ecstasy.

Jay's Adventures as a Shapeshifter Part 2

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Not Really a Girls Only Trip Part 1 (Requested by Saasianer)

Ava, a slender brunette with piercing green eyes, stood in her brother Elijah's room, her hands on her hips. Elijah, a muscular blond with a rugged charm, looked up from his video game, his eyes meeting hers. "Yeah, Ava? What's up?"

"Elijah, I have a favor to ask," Ava began, her voice sweet and persuasive. "I'm going on a girls' trip with my friends, and we need someone strong to carry the luggage. I thought maybe you could lend us your body for the trip."

Elijah raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. "Lend you my body? That sounds like an interesting proposal. What's in it for me?"

Ava bit her lip, her eyes flickering with a hint of mischief. "Well, how about I take care of you for a week? I'll cook, clean, do your laundry, and maybe even give you a massage or two."

Elijah chuckled, leaning back in his chair. "Alright, Ava. You've got a deal. But only if you promise to keep your end of the bargain."

Ava grinned, extending her hand. "Deal. We'll swap bodies tomorrow morning."

The next day, Elijah woke up in Ava's body, feeling awkward and out of place. He looked down at his new curves, his hands tracing the soft skin. He heard Ava's voice calling out from the bathroom, and he walked in to see her looking at herself in the mirror, a grin spreading across her face.

"Well, well, well," she said, her eyes scanning her new body. "Let's see what you can do with this, Elijah."

Ava, now in Elijah's body, packed her bags and headed out with her friends. The trip started out innocently enough, but as the days went by, Ava could feel the tension building. Her friends were always flirting with her, their hands lingering a little too long, their eyes filled with desire.

One night, as they sat around the campfire, Ava's friend Emma leaned in close, her breath hot on Ava's ear. "You know, Ava, we've been thinking. We could use a little fun on this trip. And we think you're just the man for the job."

Ava felt a shiver run down her spine, her heart pounding in her chest. She looked around at her friends, their eyes filled with lust and anticipation. She knew what they wanted, and she was more than willing to give it to them.

"What did you have in mind?" Ava asked, her voice low and sultry.

Emma smiled, her hand reaching up to caress Ava's cheek. "We thought maybe you could fuck us. All of us. One by one, or all at once. Whatever you want."

Ava felt a surge of heat between her legs, her cock hardening at the thought. She leaned in, capturing Emma's lips in a passionate kiss. The other girls watched, their eyes wide with excitement, their bodies already trembling with desire.

Ava broke the kiss, her eyes scanning the group. "And who says I can't have a little fun with the guys too?" she asked, her voice filled with mischief.

The girls exchanged glances, grinning at each other. "We were hoping you'd say that," Emma replied, her hand reaching down to stroke Ava's growing cock.

The first to join in was Lucy, a petite girl with big blue eyes. She straddled Ava, her hands gripping her hips as she ground herself against her. Ava could feel the heat of her pussy through her shorts, and she groaned, her hands reaching up to cup Lucy's breasts.

"Fuck, Lucy," Ava moaned, her hips bucking up against her. "You're so fucking hot."

Lucy smiled, her hips moving in a slow, sensual rhythm. "And you're so fucking big," she purred, her hand reaching down to stroke Ava's cock through her shorts.

Emma and the other girls watched, their hands already busy with their own desires. Ava could see their fingers moving between their legs, their breath coming in short, shallow gasps.

Ava reached up, pulling Lucy's top off and tossing it to the side. She leaned in, her mouth capturing one of Lucy's nipples, sucking and nibbling on it until Lucy was moaning and writhing against her.

"Oh, fuck, Ava," Lucy gasped, her hips moving faster now. "I need your cock inside me. Please, I need it so bad."

Ava grinned, her hands moving to Lucy's shorts, pulling them off and tossing them aside. She flipped Lucy onto her back, her mouth moving down to her pussy, licking and sucking until Lucy was screaming her name.

"Please, Ava," Lucy begged, her hips bucking against Ava's mouth. "Fuck me. I need your cock inside me."

Ava looked up, her eyes meeting Lucy's. "You want my cock, Lucy? You want me to fuck you with it?"

Lucy nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yes, please. I want it so bad."

Ava positioned herself between Lucy's legs, her cock rubbing against her pussy. "Say it, Lucy," she demanded. "Tell me you want me to fuck you."

Lucy looked up at Ava, her eyes filled with desire. "I want you to fuck me, Ava. I want your cock inside me. Please, fuck me."

Ava groaned, her hips thrusting forward, her cock sliding into Lucy's pussy with a wet, sucking sound. Lucy moaned, her hips moving in time with Ava's, their bodies coming together in a rhythm that was both desperate and urgent.

"Fuck, Lucy," Ava moaned, her hips moving faster now. "Your pussy feels so fucking good. So tight and wet and hot."

Lucy wrapped her legs around Ava's waist, her arms around her neck, her nails digging into her back. "Harder, Ava," she gasped. "Fuck me harder. I want to feel every inch of your cock inside me."

Ava obliged, her hips moving faster and harder, their bodies slapping together with a wet, smacking sound. Lucy's moans filled the air, her body trembling with each thrust.

"Oh, fuck, Ava," she gasped. "I'm going to come. Oh, fuck, I'm going to come."

Ava felt Lucy's pussy tighten around her cock, her body convulsing with the force of her orgasm. She groaned, her own orgasm building inside her, ready to explode.

"Fuck, Lucy," she gasped, her hips moving faster now. "I'm going to come. I'm going to come inside you."

Lucy looked up at Ava, her eyes filled with desire. "Yes, Ava. Come inside me. Fill me with your cum. I want to feel it inside me."

Ava groaned, her hips moving faster now, her cock throbbing inside Lucy's pussy. She felt her orgasm building, her body tensing with the force of it.

"Fuck, Lucy," she gasped. "I'm coming. I'm coming inside you."

Her body shuddered, her cock pulsing as she came, filling Lucy's pussy with her hot, sticky cum. Lucy moaned, her body convulsing with her own orgasm, their bodies coming together in a final, desperate thrust.

Ava collapsed on top of Lucy, their bodies slick with sweat, their breath coming in short gasps. She looked up, her eyes meeting Emma's, a grin spreading across her face.

"Who's next?" she asked, her voice filled with mischief.

Emma smiled, her eyes filled with lust. "I think it's my turn, don't you?"

Ava grinned, her eyes scanning the group. "I think it's all of your turns," she said, her voice low and sultry. "And I think I'm just getting started."

His Pregnant Aunt (Request)

Robby, a lanky 18-year-old with a mop of sandy hair and bright blue eyes, stepped off the plane in Florida, the sun already beating down on his shoulders. He was met by his aunt Drea, her belly swollen with child, and her husband Steven. Drea, even with her pregnant frame, was strikingly beautiful, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders, and her eyes sparkling with warmth.

"Robby, welcome!" she exclaimed, pulling him into a tight hug. "We're so glad to have you here."

Over the next few days, Robby and Drea bonded over long conversations, shared laughter, and even a few tears. Drea, intrigued by Robby's plans to explore the country before starting college, revealed her own adventurous spirit, sharing stories of her youth.

One evening, as they sat on the porch, the night air thick with humidity, Drea leaned in, her voice a conspiratorial whisper. "Robby, I have an idea. Why don't we swap bodies for a night? It'll be a new experience for both of us."

Robby stared at her, taken aback. "Are you serious? How would that even work?"

Drea chuckled, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Oh, I have my ways. Trust me, it'll be fun."

That night, after Steven had gone to bed, Drea led Robby to her study, a room filled with books, candles, and an air of magic. She pulled out a small, intricately designed box, opened it to reveal a vial of shimmering liquid. "Drink this, and we'll swap."

Robby hesitated, then shrugged, taking the vial and downing its contents. The world spun, colors blurred, and when his vision cleared, he was looking down at a pregnant belly. He gasped, his hands trembling as he felt the strange, new body.

"Welcome to my world, Robby," Drea said, her voice now coming from his own mouth. "Enjoy your night in my body."

Robby barely slept, his mind racing with the surreal experience. When he awoke, he found Drea gone, a note left in her place. "Had to continue your trip, Robby. Enjoy the adventure! - Drea."

He sighed, a strange mix of excitement and dread coursing through him. At least he had a new perspective on life, and a new body to explore. He decided to make the most of it, seeing where this unexpected journey took him.

The next few days were a blur of new sensations. He experienced the discomfort of pregnancy, the constant need to pee, and the strange, almost primal connection to the life growing inside him. But there was also an unexpected pleasure in it, a heightened sensitivity that made every touch, every sensation more intense.

One evening, as he sat alone in the living room, Steven walked in, his eyes widening in surprise. "Drea? What are you doing out of bed?"

Robby, in Drea's body, smiled, feeling a strange thrill at the deception. "Just couldn't sleep, Steven. Thought I'd come downstairs for a bit."

Steven smiled back, his gaze lingering on Robby's body. "You're looking beautiful tonight, honey. Even with the pregnancy glow."

Robby felt a flush of pleasure at the compliment, his heart pounding. "Thank you, Steven. That's sweet of you to say."

Steven sat down next to him, his hand resting on Robby's knee. "You know, I've always admired your strength, Drea. Carrying our baby, working so hard... you're amazing."

Robby's breath hitched, feeling a sudden, intense need. He leaned in, his lips brushing against Steven's. The kiss was soft, tentative at first, then deepened, their tongues meeting in a dance of desire.

Steven pulled back, his eyes dark with lust. "Drea, are you sure about this?"

Robby nodded, his voice a husky whisper. "Yes, Steven. I want this. I want you."

Steven stood, taking Robby's hand and leading him to the bedroom. He undressed Robby slowly, his fingers tracing the curves of her pregnant body, his touch igniting a fire within her.

He started with a kiss, soft and gentle on her lips, then moved to her neck, his teeth nipping lightly at her skin. Robby moaned, her hands gripping his hair, pulling him closer.

Steven moved lower, his tongue circling her nipples, sucking and biting until they were hard and aching. Robby's breath came in gasps, her body writhing beneath him.

His hands moved lower, tracing the curve of her belly, then slipping between her legs. He found her wet and ready, his fingers sliding easily inside her. Robby moaned, her hips bucking against his hand.

"You're so wet, Drea. So ready for me," Steven murmured, his voice thick with desire.

Robby nodded, her voice a desperate plea. "Please, Steven. I need you."

Steven complied, positioning himself between her legs. He entered her slowly, their bodies fitting together perfectly. Robby moaned, her nails digging into his back as he began to move.

They started in the missionary position, Steven's thrusts slow and deep. Robby looked into his eyes, her voice a soft moan. "Harder, Steven. I need more."

Steven obliged, his thrusts becoming faster, harder. The bed creaked beneath them, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm that was both primal and intimate.

Robby reached up, her hands gripping the headboard as Steven pounded into her. The pleasure was intense, building with each thrust, each moan.

Steven rolled them over, putting Robby on top. She straddled him, her hands braced on his chest as she began to ride him. The new angle hit her differently, and she cried out, her body convulsing with pleasure.

"Faster, Drea. Ride me faster," Steven groaned, his hands gripping her hips, guiding her movements.

Robby complied, her body moving in a frenzied dance, chasing the elusive edge of orgasm. Steven reached up, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in time with her movements.

The combination sent Robby over the edge. She threw her head back, a cry of pure ecstasy escaping her lips as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Steven followed soon after, his body tensing, his cock pulsing as he came inside her.

They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined, their breaths slowly returning to normal. Robby looked down at Steven, a smile playing on her lips. "That was... amazing."

Steven smiled back, his hand tracing the curve of her belly. "It was, Drea. It really was."

The next morning, Robby woke up to find Steven gone, a note left in his place. "Had to go to work, Drea. Enjoy your day. - Steven."

Robby sighed, a mix of contentment and sadness washing over him. He was enjoying this new body, this new life, but he also missed his own. He decided then that he would make the most of this experience, wherever it took him.

The days that followed were a mix of pleasure and discovery. Robby explored his new body, his new sensations, and his new role as Drea. He felt a connection to the life growing inside him, a sense of wonder and awe that he had never expected.

And through it all, there was Steven, always there to support him, to love him, to pleasure him. They explored each other's bodies, each other's desires, each other's souls. And in doing so, they formed a bond that was deeper, stronger, and more beautiful than either of them had ever imagined.

Jay's Adventures as a Shapeshifter Part 1

Jay's room was bathed in the soft glow of his laptop screen, the familiar sounds of his favorite pornstar, Brandi Love, filling the air. He had just turned eighteen, and tonight, he discovered something extraordinary. As he stroked his cock while watching Brandi, he felt a strange sensation. His dick began to shrink, and to his utter shock, it morphed into the pink, velvety folds of Brandi Love's pussy.

He stared in disbelief, his hand still cupped between his legs, now holding a replica of Brandi's intimate area. He tentatively touched it, feeling the softness and warmth. It felt real, and the sensations were intoxicating. Jay decided to explore this new ability, closing his eyes and picturing Brandi in his mind. Slowly, his body began to change. His muscles shifted, his frame shrank, and his skin softened. He opened his eyes to see his reflection in the mirror, now a perfect replica of Brandi Love.

Jay, now Brandi, ran his hands over his new body, marveling at the transformation. He touched his breasts, feeling their fullness, and then moved his hand down to his pussy, rubbing it gently. The sensation was electric, and he felt arousal building within him. He lay back on his bed, spreading his legs and touching himself more firmly. His hips began to move in a rhythm, his fingers circling his clit, and he let out a soft moan.

"Fuck, this feels so good," he murmured to himself, his voice now Brandi's sultry tone. He slid a finger inside himself, feeling the wetness, and then added another. He fucked himself with his fingers, his breath coming in gasps. "Yes, yes," he moaned, his hips moving faster. "Fuck me, just like that."

He imagined a lover on top of him, their cock sliding in and out of his pussy. The fantasy intensified his pleasure, and he could feel the orgasm building. "Harder," he cried out, his body tensing. "Fuck me harder." His fingers moved faster, and he came with a scream, his body convulsing with pleasure.

Exhausted and satiated, Jay lay there, basking in the afterglow. He had discovered a new world of pleasure, and he couldn't wait to explore it further.

Becoming her Asian teacher.

Hazel, a 20-year-old American girl, had always been fascinated by Japanese culture and language. She was enrolled in a Japanese language course taught by the stunning Mrs. Hatsumi Tanaka, a 35-year-old Japanese Asian milf. Every year, their college hosted a body swap initiative, where students randomly swapped bodies with someone else in the university, regardless of age, gender, or race. Due to an uneven number of participants, Hazel found herself in the body of Mrs. Hatsumi Tanaka.

The main rule of the swap was to live as the other person and not reveal the swap to anyone close to them. Hazel was delighted to be in the body of Mrs. Tanaka, who had a much more mature body than hers. Hazel had always felt self-conscious about her small breasts, while Mrs. Tanaka had voluptuous, firm tits that Hazel couldn't help but admire. She reveled in the feeling of her new curves, running her hands over her ample cleavage and smooth, soft skin.

One day, while exploring Mrs. Tanaka's wardrobe, Hazel discovered a red lingerie set. She decided to try it on, admiring her reflection in the mirror. She felt incredibly sexy and decided to indulge in some self-pleasure. Just as she began to touch herself, the bedroom door creaked open, and Mr. Tanaka walked in.

He was taken aback but quickly recovered, his eyes lingering on his wife's body clad in the provocative lingerie. "Hatsumi, you look stunning," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. Hazel, caught off guard, decided to play along. She couldn't refuse her new husband, and besides, she was curious about what he would do to her.

Mr. Tanaka approached her, his hands gently caressing her shoulders and sliding down to her curves. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. He kissed her neck, his tongue tracing the delicate line of her collarbone. Hazel shivered with pleasure, her body responding to his touch.

He cupped her breasts, his thumbs circling her nipples through the lace. Hazel moaned softly, her head tilting back to give him better access. Mr. Tanaka took the cue, his mouth capturing a nipple, sucking and teasing it until it was hard and aching. Hazel's breath hitched, her hands gripping his hair.

He trailed kisses down her stomach, his hands sliding the lingerie off her hips. Hazel stepped out of it, standing naked before him. Mr. Tanaka looked up at her, his eyes dark with lust, before burying his face between her thighs. He licked her pussy, his tongue expertly circling her clit. Hazel gasped, her legs trembling. "Oh, yes, right there," she moaned, her hands gripping the headboard for support.

Mr. Tanaka continued to lavish attention on her pussy, his fingers joining his tongue. He slipped one finger inside her, then another, pumping them in and out as his tongue worked her clit. Hazel's moans grew louder, her body writhing with pleasure. "Yes, yes, don't stop," she panted.

Just as she was about to come, Mr. Tanaka pulled back. Hazel looked down at him, her eyes glazed with desire. "Not yet," he said, a wicked grin on his face. "I want to feel you come on my cock."

He stood up, his cock hard and ready. Hazel licked her lips, a wicked gleam in her eyes. She kneeled before him, taking his cock in her hand. She stroked it slowly, her tongue licking the tip. Mr. Tanaka groaned, his hips bucking slightly. Hazel took him into her mouth, her head bobbing up and down. She could feel his cock hitting the back of her throat, and she relaxed, taking him deeper.

Mr. Tanaka groaned, his hands gripping her hair. "Fuck, Hatsumi, that feels amazing," he said. Hazel looked up at him, her eyes watering slightly from the depth. She continued to suck him, her hand stroking the base of his cock.

After a few minutes, Mr. Tanaka pulled her up. "I need to be inside you," he said, his voice hoarse with need. He laid her down on the bed, positioning himself between her legs. He rubbed the tip of his cock against her pussy, teasing her. Hazel writhed, her hips lifting to meet him. "Please, I need you inside me," she begged.

Mr. Tanaka obliged, sliding his cock into her slowly. Hazel moaned, her body adjusting to his size. He started moving, his hips thrusting against hers. "You feel so good," he murmured, his hands gripping her hips. Hazel wrapped her legs around him, her heels digging into his back. "Yes, yes, fuck me," she moaned.

They changed positions, Mr. Tanaka sitting on the edge of the bed, Hazel straddling him. She rode him, her hands on his chest for support. Mr. Tanaka watched her, his eyes locked onto hers. "You look so sexy riding my cock," he said, his voice thick with lust. Hazel leaned forward, her breasts pressing against his chest. She kissed him, her tongue exploring his mouth.

They changed positions again, this time with Hazel on her hands and knees. Mr. Tanaka knelt behind her, his cock sliding into her from behind. He gripped her hips, his hands guiding her movements. Hazel pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts. "Faster," she moaned. "Fuck me faster."

Mr. Tanaka complied, his hips slamming against hers. Hazel's moans filled the room, her body tensing as her orgasm approached. Mr. Tanaka could feel her tightening around him, and he thrust harder, faster. "Come for me, Hatsumi," he growled. "Come all over my cock."

Hazel cried out, her body convulsing as her orgasm washed over her. Mr. Tanaka followed soon after, his cock pulsing as he came inside her. They collapsed on the bed, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths ragged.

"That was amazing," Hazel said, her voice soft. Mr. Tanaka pulled her close, his arms wrapping around her. "Yes, it was," he agreed, a satisfied smile on his face.

The Curse (Requested by Lady Stardust)

Ethan awoke to the unfamiliar sounds of birds chirping outside an open window. He blinked, his eyes adjusting to the bright sunlight filtering into the room. The last he remembered, he was backpacking through India, exploring the vibrant colors and chaos of Delhi. Now, he found himself in a small village, lying in a bed that smelled of jasmine and sandalwood.

His body felt different, softer, more rounded. He looked down and saw a saree draped over his body, hiding the curves beneath. He hesitated, then pulled back the fabric to reveal smooth, dark skin. His hands, once tanned from the sun, were now a rich brown. He felt a panic rise within him as he realized he was no longer in his own body. Memories came flooding back to him, he remembered he was now in the body of Apeksha, a wife and a mother to a kid. This all happened due to a curse, given by the Old Indian Lady, who Ethan taunted and made fun of because she had a hunchback.
The old lady cursed him saying, "Ye meri peeth saalon sei kaam karke aisi hui hai, ab tumhe bhi aisa hee kaam karna hoga, tab tumhe samjhega ki ek Bhartiya naari ka dard kya hota hai"

(Translation: "This hunchback of mine, is because of me working for years. Now you will have to experience this, then you will understand the pain of an Indian woman.")

Ethan looked around the house, trying to take in his new surroundings. He saw a young boy playing with toys in the corner and realized that he was Apeksha's son.

"Karan," Ethan said, walking over to the boy.

The boy looked up at him and smiled. "Mummy!" he said, running over and hugging him.

Ethan hugged him back, feeling a pang of emotion. He was now responsible for this child, and he needed to do everything he could to adapt to his new life.

A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts. "Apeksha, are you awake?" called a deep voice from outside. Ethan froze, his mind racing. Apeksha? This was now his new name the woman whose body he now inhabited.

"Yes, I am awake," he called out, his voice sounding strange, higher pitched than he was used to. The door creaked open, and a tall, muscular Indian man stepped in. He was dressed in a simple dhoti, his eyes warm and kind.

"Good morning, Apeksha," he said, smiling. "I hope you slept well."

Ethan managed a smile, though it felt awkward on his new face. "Good morning, Rajesh," he replied, using the name that seemed to fit the man. "I did, thank you."

Rajesh sat down on the edge of the bed, his eyes scanning Ethan's face. "You look different today," he said softly. "More beautiful than ever."

Ethan blushed, feeling a warmth spread through him. He wasn't sure how to respond, so he simply smiled again. Rajesh leaned in, his hand reaching up to cup Ethan's cheek. "I've missed you," he said, his voice low.

Ethan felt a flutter in his stomach. He was attracted to Rajesh, he realized. It was strange, being in this body, feeling these new sensations. But there was something comforting about Rajesh's touch, something familiar.

"I've missed you too," Ethan replied, his voice barely above a whisper. Rajesh's hand slid down to Ethan's neck, his thumb brushing against Ethan's pulse. Ethan could feel his heartbeat quicken, his breath coming in shorter gasps.

"I want to kiss you," Rajesh said, his eyes never leaving Ethan's. Ethan nodded, leaning in to meet Rajesh's lips. The kiss was soft at first, a gentle exploration. But it quickly deepened, becoming more passionate. Ethan could feel Rajesh's hands roaming over his body, caressing his curves, making him feel things he'd never felt before.

"Rajesh," Ethan said, turning around to face him. "I...I am not sure how to do this."

Rajesh looked at him, concern in his eyes. "Do what, my love?"

Ethan took a deep breath. "I am not sure how to be a wife to you," he admitted.

Rajesh smiled and cupped his face in his hands. "It is okay, Apeksha. We will learn together. Let me show you."

Ethan felt a shiver of anticipation run through him. He knew that this was going to be a journey of discovery, of learning to embrace a new identity. And he was ready for it.

Over the next few weeks, Ethan began to adapt to his new life. He learned to cook traditional Indian meals, to wear the saree with grace, to speak the language with fluency. But he also learned about the intimate side of being Apeksha.

One evening, after a long day of household chores, Ethan found himself alone with Rajesh. The children were asleep, and the house was quiet. Rajesh approached Ethan, his eyes filled with desire.

"I want you," he said, his voice a low growl. Ethan felt a heat rise within him, a longing he couldn't deny.

"I want you too," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. Rajesh reached out, his hands gently cupping Ethan's breasts. Ethan gasped, feeling a jolt of pleasure shoot through him.

"You're so beautiful," Rajesh murmured, his thumbs brushing over Ethan's nipples. Ethan could feel them hardening beneath his touch, could feel a warmth spreading through his body.

"Show me," Ethan whispered, his voice filled with need. Rajesh smiled, his hands dropping to the hem of Ethan's saree. He lifted it slowly, revealing Ethan's body inch by inch. Ethan felt a shiver of anticipation, could feel his heart racing.

Rajesh knelt before Ethan, his hands tracing the curves of Ethan's hips, his thighs. Ethan could feel his breath hot on his skin, could feel the dampness between his legs. Rajesh leaned in, his tongue licking a slow path up Ethan's inner thigh. Ethan gasped, his hands fisting in Rajesh's hair.

"Yes," he whispered, his voice filled with pleasure. Rajesh's tongue found Ethan's clit, licking and sucking until Ethan was writhing with need. "More," he begged, his voice a low moan.

Rajesh complied, his fingers sliding into Ethan's wetness. Ethan could feel them curling inside him, could feel the pleasure building. "Fuck me," he gasped, his body arching off the bed.

Rajesh slipped his fingers out, replaced them with his cock. Ethan could feel it, hard and hot, pressing against him. He wrapped his legs around Rajesh's waist, pulling him in. Rajesh slid into him, slow and steady, filling him completely.

Ethan could feel the pleasure building, could feel the heat spreading through him. He could hear Rajesh's breath coming in short gasps, could feel his body trembling. "Harder," he begged, his voice a low moan.

Rajesh complied, his thrusts becoming faster, more urgent. Ethan could feel the pleasure building, could feel his body tensing. "Yes," he gasped, his body arching off the bed. "Yes, yes, yes."

His orgasm hit him like a wave, washing over him, consuming him. He could hear Rajesh's cry of pleasure, could feel his body shuddering as he came. They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined, their breaths coming in ragged gasps.

Over time, Ethan began to embrace his new life. He learned to love the feel of the saree against his skin, the taste of spicy curries, the sound of Rajesh's voice, he loved being a mother to Karan. He learned to love the way Rajesh looked at him, with desire and affection in his eyes. He learned to love the way Rajesh touched him, with tenderness and passion.

He learned to love being Apeksha, to love being a wife, a mother, a lover. And he knew, with a certainty he couldn't explain, that this was where he was meant to be. This was his home, his family, his life. 

I think I have some more ideas.

Devin, a 19-year-old black university student, sat in the park, sulking. His mom, Jazmine, a 42-year-old curvaceous black woman, had always been cruel to him, never letting him live his life fully. An old witch, overhearing his complaints, offered him a magic spell that allowed him to swap bodies upon reciting it. Intrigued, Devin attempted the spell, but nothing happened. Discouraged, he went to sleep.

Waking up, Devin found himself in an unfamiliar room. Looking down, he saw two voluptuous mounds of flesh - his mom's breasts. He inspected her body, trying on different outfits. Feeling aroused, he began to masturbate, and with each orgasm, he gained more of Jazmine's memories.

Devin decided to call his best friend, Aaron, also 19. Aaron was puzzled why Devin's mom wanted to see him, but he went to the house anyway. Opening the door, he found Jazmine - or rather, Devin in Jazmine's body - wearing nothing but lingerie.

"Aaron," Devin purred, running a hand through his hair. "I've been waiting for you."

Aaron blinked, taken aback. "Devin? What's going on?"

"I'll explain later," Devin said, pulling Aaron closer. "Right now, I need you to do something for me."

Aaron hesitated, but Devin's touch was insistent. He leaned in, their lips meeting in a soft kiss that deepened into a passionate French kiss. Devin ran his fingers through Aaron's hair, pulling him closer.

"You like that, don't you?" Devin murmured, nibbling on Aaron's earlobe. Aaron nodded, a low moan escaping his lips.

Devin led Aaron to the bedroom, pushing him onto the bed. He straddled Aaron, grinding against him, feeling his cock harden beneath him.

"You want this, don't you?" Devin asked, unbuttoning Aaron's shirt. Aaron nodded, his breath coming in short gasps.

Devin slipped off his lingerie, revealing his curvaceous body. Aaron's eyes widened as he took in the sight of Devin's voluptuous figure. Devin smiled, running a hand down his chest to his cock, stroking it slowly.

"Come here," Devin said, pulling Aaron closer. Devin leaned in, taking Aaron's cock into his mouth. Aaron moaned, throwing his head back, his hips bucking against Devin's mouth.

"That feels so good," Devin groaned. "But I want more. I want you inside me."

Aaron looked up, surprised. "Are you sure?"

Devin nodded. "Yes. I want to feel you inside me."

Aaron positioned himself between Devin's legs, rubbing the head of his cock against Devin's wet pussy. Devin moaned, arching his back, urging Aaron to enter him.

Aaron pushed in slowly, Devin gasping at the sensation. "Yes, that's it," Devin (Jazmine) moaned. "Deeper, harder."

Aaron began to move, his cock sliding in and out of Devin's tight pussy. Devin gripped the sheets, his nails digging into the material as Aaron picked up the pace.

"Yes, yes, yes," Devin chanted, his body writhing with pleasure. "Fuck me, Aaron. Fuck me harde

Aaron complied, his hips slamming against Devin's ass. Devin moaned, his body trembling with each thrust.

"I'm close," Devin gasped. "I'm going to come."

Aaron reached between them, rubbing Devin's clit as he continued to thrust. Devin cried out, his body convulsing as he came, his pussy clenching around Aaron's cock.

Aaron groaned, his own orgasm following close behind. He pulled out, his cock pulsing as he came, his cum spilling onto Devin's stomach.

They lay there for a moment, panting, before Devin turned to Aaron, a wicked smile on his face.

"That was just the beginning," Devin said. "I've got a lot more in store for you."

Aaron raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? What do you have in mind?"

Devin grinned. "How about we try something new? How about I ride you?"

Aaron nodded, a smile spreading across his face. "I'm game if you are."

Devin climbed on top of Aaron, positioning himself over Aaron's cock. He slipped it inside, gasping at the sensation. He moved slowly at first, his hips rolling as he found his rhythm.

"You like that, don't you?" Devin asked, leaning down to kiss Aaron. Aaron moaned, his hands gripping Devin's hips as he thrust up to meet Devin's movements.

"Yes," Aaron groaned. "You feel amazing."

Devin smiled, speeding up, his body bouncing on Aaron's cock. "You like that? You like seeing me ride you?"

Aaron nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "Yes, yes, I do."

Devin leaned back, his hands on his knees, giving Aaron a full view of his body. Aaron groaned, his eyes dark with desire as he watched Devin ride him.

"You like that, don't you?" Devin taunted. "You like seeing my tits bounce as I ride your cock."

Aaron nodded, his hands moving to grip Devin's breasts, squeezing them as Devin continued to ride him.

"Yes, yes, I do," Aaron gasped. "I love it."

Devin smiled, leaning forward to kiss Aaron again. Their bodies moved together, their breaths coming in sync as they chased their next orgasm.

They switched positions again, this time Devin on all fours, Aaron behind him. Aaron gripped Devin's hips, slamming into him from behind. Devin moaned, his body pushing back to meet Aaron's thrusts.

"Yes, yes, yes," Devin chanted. "Fuck me, Aaron. Fuck me hard."

Aaron complied, his hips slamming against Devin's ass, his cock sliding in and out of Devin's wet pussy. Devin moaned, his body trembling with each thrust, his orgasm building quickly.

"I'm close," Devin gasped. "I'm going to come again."

Aaron reached around, rubbing Devin's clit as he continued to thrust. Devin cried out, his body convulsing as he came, his pussy clenching around Aaron's cock.

Aaron groaned, his own orgasm following close behind. He pulled out, his cock pulsing as he came, his cum spilling onto Devin's back.

They collapsed onto the bed, panting, their bodies slick with sweat. Devin turned to Aaron, a satisfied smile on his face.

"That was amazing," Devin said. "Thank you, Aaron. I needed that."

Aaron smiled back, his hand reaching out to stroke Devin's cheek. "Anytime, Devin. Anytime."

They lay there for a moment, their bodies pressed together, before Devin (Jazmine) turned to Aaron, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"You know what?" Devin (Jazmine) said. "I think I have some more ideas."

Teacher and Student relation not a taboo anymore.

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Now his Indian Girlfriend.

 

Evan, a lanky 20-year-old American kid, had always been envious of Xavier's stories about his love for Indian women. I mean why wouldn't Evan be jealous, he actually loved Xavier, but could never tell him, because Xavier was straight. Xavier, his black friend of the same age, had a penchant for their exotic beauty and cultural richness. One day, Xavier stumbled upon an ancient spell book in his grandfather's attic, promising the ability to transform anyone into their dream person. Intrigued and excited, Xavier decided to try it on Evan.

"Evan, I've found something amazing," Xavier said, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Let's make your dreams come true."

Evan, curious but hesitant, agreed. The spell began with a soft chant, and Evan felt a sudden surge of energy. His body started to change rapidly. His once muscular frame began to shrink, his broad shoulders narrowing, and his height decreasing from 5'11" to a petite 5'3". His chest, once flat and boyish, blossomed into full, firm breasts, a perfect 32F. His skin darkened to a warm, olive hue, and his hair transformed into long, wavy tresses cascading down his back. His eyes, once a dull brown, turned into deep, expressive pools of chocolate. His penis disappeared replaced by sensitive molds of flesh.

"Eesha," Xavier whispered, his voice filled with awe and desire. "You are breathtaking."

Eesha, now completely transformed, looked at Xavier with newfound curiosity. She had no memory of ever being Evan, only the sudden, overwhelming sensation of being a beautiful Indian woman.

"I... I don't remember being anyone else," Eesha said, her voice soft and melodious.

"It's the spell," Xavier explained. "You are now my dream woman, Eesha."

Days turned into weeks, and Eesha and Xavier decided to live together. One sunny afternoon, Eesha was doing her house chores when Xavier came up from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"You look gorgeous in that saree," he murmured, his breath hot on her neck.

Eesha turned around, her eyes meeting his. "Thank you," she said, blushing slightly.

Xavier leaned in, his lips meeting hers in a soft, gentle kiss. Eesha responded, her tongue tracing his lips, inviting him in. Their kiss deepened, becoming more passionate, more urgent.

"I want you, Eesha," Xavier whispered, his hands roaming her body.

Eesha led him to the living room, where they collapsed onto the sofa. She lay on her stomach, her saree falling to the side, revealing her smooth, olive skin. Xavier climbed on top of her, his hands tracing the curve of her hips, her waist, her breasts.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire.

Eesha arched her back, pressing herself against him. "Make love to me, Xavier," she whispered.

Xavier positioned himself at her entrance, his large, black cock ready to fill her. He rubbed the tip against her wet pussy, teasing her, making her moan with desire.

"You're so wet," he growled, his voice thick with lust.

"Yes," Eesha whispered, "I want you inside me."

Xavier pushed into her slowly, giving her time to adjust to his size. Eesha gasped, her fingers gripping Xavier's bulky muscles.

"Aah... yes," she moaned, her body relaxing, accepting him.

Xavier began to move, his hips thrusting against hers, his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy. Eesha met his thrusts, her body moving in tandem with his.

"Faster," she gasped, "Harder."

Xavier obliged, his thrusts becoming more intense, more urgent. Eesha's moans filled the room, her body writhing beneath him.

"Yes... yes... right there," she cried out, her body tensing as an orgasm washed over her.

Xavier continued to pound into her, his own orgasm building. He leaned down, his lips capturing hers in a passionate kiss.

"Cum with me, Eesha," he grunted

Eesha responded, her body convulsing as another orgasm ripped through her. Xavier groaned, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his cum.

They lay there, their bodies entwined, their breaths slowly returning to normal. Eesha looked up at Xavier, a soft smile playing on her lips.

"I love you, Xavier," she said.

Xavier smiled back, his eyes filled with love and desire. "I love you too, Eesha," he said. "Forever and always."

Their lovemaking continued, their bodies exploring each other in ways they never thought possible. From missionary to cowgirl, doggy style to spoons, they tried every position, each one more intense and satisfying than the last. Their lovemaking was filled with moans and gasps, whispered words of love and desire.

One night, as they lay in each other's arms, Eesha looked up at Xavier. "I want to try something new," she said, her voice filled with desire.

Xavier raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on his lips. "Oh, yeah? What do you have in mind?"

Eesha smiled back, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I want you to fuck me in the ass," she said.

Xavier's eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly recovered, his smile growing wider. "I thought you'd never ask," he said, his voice thick with desire.

Eesha got on her hands and knees, her ass in the air, inviting him in. Xavier positioned himself behind her, his cock already hard and ready. He rubbed the tip against her asshole, teasing her, making her moan with anticipation.

"Relax, baby," he murmured, his hands rubbing her back, soothing her.

Eesha did as he said, her body relaxing as he slowly pushed into her. She gasped, her fingers gripping the sheets beneath her.

Eesha laid on her stomach, her body arching slightly as Xavier climbed on top of her. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, and she wiggled her hips, inviting him in. Xavier positioned himself at her entrance, his eyes locked onto hers.

"You ready for this, Eesha?" he asked, his voice thick with desire.

Eesha nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yes, Xavier. I want you inside me."

Xavier slid into her slowly, his large cock stretching her tight ass hole. Eesha moaned, her fingers gripping the sofa. "Ooh, yes," she whispered. "You feel so good."

Xavier began to move, his hips thrusting against hers. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, along with Eesha's moans and Xavier's grunts. "You like that, Eesha?" Xavier asked, his voice ragged. "You like my big black cock inside you?"

Eesha nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yes, Xavier. It feels so good."

Xavier reached under her, his fingers finding her clit. He began to rub it in circular motions, his thumb pressing down firmly. Eesha cried out, her body arching against his. "Oh, God, Xavier. That feels amazing."

The room filled with the sound of their lovemaking, the creaking of the sofa, the slapping of flesh against flesh, and the soft moans and gasps of pleasure. Xavier's cock slid in and out of Eesha's ass, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.

"You're so wet, Eesha," Xavier groaned. "Your ass feels so good around my cock."

Eesha turned her head, her lips finding Xavier's. They kissed deeply, their tongues tangling as Xavier continued to thrust into her. Eesha could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as the pleasure increased.

"Oh, God, Xavier," she cried out. "I'm close. Don't stop."

Xavier's movements became more urgent, his cock slamming into her with force. "Come for me, Eesha," he growled. 

Eesha's body convulsed, her orgasm ripping through her. She screamed out Xavier's name, her body shaking as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Xavier followed soon after, his body tensing as he came inside her.

They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined, their breaths slowly returning to normal. Xavier pulled out of Eesha, his cock glistening with their combined juices. He collapsed next to her, his arm wrapping around her waist.

Eesha turned to face him, a smile playing on her lips. "That was amazing," she whispered.

Xavier grinned, his eyes filled with love. "It was, wasn't it? And we have all the time in the world to do it again."

"You know, I've always loved Indian women," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "And now I have the most beautiful one right here."

Eesha turned in his arms, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Is that so? And what makes me so special?"

Xavier grinned, his eyes darkening with desire. "Everything about you. Your eyes, your smile, your curves. I could spend all day exploring your body."

"I love you, Xavier," she said.

Xavier smiled back, his eyes filled with love and desire. "I love you too, Eesha," he said. "Forever and always."

International Swap Class

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I always wondered what it's like to be a man, and now I know.

I've always been curious about what it's like to be in a man's body. Not just the physical sensations, but the whole experience. So, when I met Rohan at a local coffee shop in Mumbai, I saw my chance. He was sitting alone, nursing a cappuccino, looking lost in thought. I approached him, and we ended up chatting for hours.

"You know, Rohan, I've always wondered what it's like to be a man," I said, leaning in closer.
He raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Really? Why's that?"
"Just curious, I guess. The power, the confidence, the way men seem to command attention," I explained.
He chuckled, "Well, maybe I can show you. But only if you show me what it's like to be a woman."

A week later, we were back at his place, standing in front of an ancient-looking mirror in his bedroom. He handed me a small vial. "Drink this. It's a potion my grandmother swore by," he said.

I hesitated, then took a sip. Almost immediately, I felt a strange tingling sensation. I looked down and watched in awe as my body began to transform. My breasts shrank, my hips narrowed, and my hair receded. I looked up at Rohan, now my reflection, and smiled. "Your turn."

He drank the potion, and I watched as his body changed. His breasts swelled, his hips rounded, and his hair grew longer. I reached out, running my hands through his new locks. "Wow," I whispered.

We stood there for a moment, admiring each other's new forms. Then, Rohan reached out, cupping my now-smaller chin. "You know, I've always wanted to kiss a man," he said, his voice husky.

"Well, now's your chance," I replied, leaning in.

Our lips met, soft and tentative at first, then deeper, more insistent. I could feel his tongue exploring my mouth, and I moaned softly. He pulled back, smiling. "You're a good kisser."

"So are you," I said, grinning. I trailed my fingers down his neck, feeling the softness of his new skin. His breath hitched, and I leaned in to nibble on his earlobe. He gasped, his body pressing against mine.

I spun him around, pressing him against the mirror. His eyes widened as I reached around to cup his breasts, squeezing gently. He moaned, his head falling back against my shoulder. I kissed his neck, licking and sucking on the sensitive skin.

I slid my hand down, tracing the curve of his hip before slipping between his legs. He was already wet, his panties soaked. I groaned, rubbing his clit through the fabric. He bucked against my hand, his breath coming in short gasps.

I slipped my fingers into his panties, feeling the slickness of his pussy. He was hot, so hot. I circled his clit with my thumb, feeling him shudder. I slid two fingers inside him, and he let out a low moan.

"Fuck, that feels good," he groaned, pushing back against my hand.

I fingered him slowly at first, then faster, matching the rhythm of our thrusts. He was panting now, his body tensing. I could feel his orgasm building.

"Yes, yes, don't stop," he gasped, his head thrown back. I felt him clench around my fingers, his body shaking as he came.

I slipped my fingers out, bringing them to my mouth. I sucked his juices off, tasting him. He turned to face me, his eyes dark with desire.

"My turn," he said, a wicked grin on his lips.

He pushed me onto the bed, climbing on top of me. He kissed me again, his tongue demanding. He could feel my hard cock pressing against his thigh, and he squirmed, eager to feel me inside him.

I broke the kiss, trailing my lips down his neck, his chest, his stomach. I unbuttoned his jeans, pulling them down along with his underwear. I lifted his hips, helping him. He tossed them aside, my eyes lingering on his now-naked body.

"You're gorgeous," I murmured, before diving between my legs.

He gasped as my tongue touched his clit, the sensation intense. I licked and sucked, my tongue exploring every inch of my(now his) pussy. He moaned, his hips bucking against my face.

"Yes, yes, like that," he gasped.

I slipped two fingers inside him, curling them up to hit my old G-spot. He cried out, his body tensing. I fucked him with his(now mine) fingers, my tongue working his clit in time with their thrusts.

I could feel his orgasm building, his body tensing. He grabbed my hair, holding me in place as he came, his body shaking. I licked him through it, my fingers slowing before pulling out.

I  kissed my way back up his body, my cock hard and ready. He wrapped his legs around my waist, pulling me closer. I rubbed the head of his cock against my pussy, teasing him.

"Please," Rohan begged, "I need you inside me."

I smiled, then thrust inside him. He cried out, his body stretching to accommodate me. I felt huge, filling him completely. I started to move, slowly at first, then faster. He met my thrusts, our bodies moving in sync.

"Fuck, you feel so good," Rohan groaned, his forehead pressed against mine.

We switched positions, him on top now. He rode me, his body bouncing as he took me deep inside him. I reached up, playing with his breasts, pinching his nipples. He moaned, his body tensing as another orgasm built.

He came hard, his body convulsing as he rode me through it. I grabbed his hips, fucking him hard and fast. He could feel me getting close, my body tensing.

"I'm gonna come," I groaned, my body shaking.

He slowed down, wanting to feel me fill him. I came with a roar, my body shuddering as I emptied myself inside him.

We collapsed on the bed, our bodies slick with sweat. He looked at him, a smile on his soft cherry lips. "Wow," he said.

I grinned back, "Yeah, wow."
This sure wasn't gonna be a one time thing.