I was kneeling in front of Frank, my silk robe hanging open. I still had my black panties on as I stroked his cock. Making sure it was good and hard. I licked the tip, teasing him for a moment before slurping his length into my mouth. I started bobbing back and forth on his dick, stroking the base of his shaft with my hands. When he was as rigid as possible I let his tool slip from my lips as I stood up and moved over to the couch. I sat down and stripped off my panties. He knew what I wanted. He knelt between my thighs and placed his mouth over my pussy. Using his tongue and lips he began going down on me, and I felt my juices flow into his face.
I moaned and pulled his head towards my crotch as he licked me, and soon I was flowing wet and desperate for something more intense. I pulled his up, wrapping my legs around him as I guided him into me. His penis slid into me in one smooth action, and I felt the satisfaction of having him deep in my pussy. I spurred him on as he began pumping in and out of me, digging my heels into his as he fucked me. My robe was pooling behind me, and my tits were sliding back and forth as we made love, bouncing at each thrust. I whimpered and moaned as my lover made me feel fantastic.
Soon I desired to cum, and I knew the best position to do it. I manoeuvred us around so that I was riding him. I straddled his member and lowered myself onto it, feeling it slam up inside my body. I began grinding into him, gripping the back of the couch as I increased my pace. I was riding him roughly, rolling my hips to get the most pleasure out of him. A sweat was breaking on my face and chest as I bounced. My bust was jumping up and down when he wasn't groping me to hold them in place. My orgasm was upon me, and I moaned and bucked as my body came alive with pleasure. I rode him frantically until the seemingly endless rivers of climactic bliss finally began to subside.
At his urging I flipped around, staying on top but facing away from him in reverse cowgirl. I put my arms behind me for support and started bouncing up and down on him that way as he played with my tits and clit. My strong legs pumped as I drove down onto his shaft. A second, climax, nearly as good as the first rippled through me. When my orgasm was ebbing away I climbed off of Frank and knelt in front of him.
I tasted myself on his cock as I took him back into my mouth. He moaned, grunted and flexed as he approached his own orgasm. When he erupted in my mouth I let his seed spill all over my lips and tongue, dripping down my chin onto my chest. The last few squirts of his semen were directed at my nipples. I knew he likes seeing me get dirty like that. When he was done I cleaned off his tool and rubbed the jizz all over myself.
I had been Lori for a month now, and I didn't think twice about my role most of the time. I had sex as a woman; I acted like a woman, and most of the time I thought like a woman whenever I Was around other people. Part of me was still inside my head, but I had become accustomed to my borrowed life.
"I had better get cleaned up before my husband gets home." I said. "And unfortunately you should go." Frank made a fake pouting face. "But can you come by tomorrow?" I asked, grinning at him lustfully. He said he could and would. I told him I couldn't wait. I took a shower after he left, making sure to scrub all the semen off my skin. After I had cleaned up and towelled off I heard my mobile ring, and I quickly moved to answer it. It was Lori, the real Lori who was in my body, calling me. I eagerly answered. "Hi," I began, "What's up?" She answered immediately. "Laura says she may have figured out how to swap up back." She said quickly, not sounding as excited as she could have. "I think we need to meet and talk." She added.
I told her that Kurt would be home soon, and that I could come over for a while after he got back. I told her I'd make some excuse and buy myself an hour or two. She said that was fine, and that she would meet me at the same bar we had met at before. When I hung up the phone I was excited, but concerned at her grave tone of voice. I wondered what else could be in store for us. The idea of suddenly being back in my old life seemed odd to me, there would be so much I would have to readjust to. After a month of being trapped in Lori's life my old existence seemed like a dream.
Kurt came home shortly after the phone call. He looked at me sullenly, walking into the kitchen without speaking. I told him I needed to go out for a few hours to meet with someone from work. "Fucking whatever." Was his only reply. Rolling my eyes at him I got my car keys and left the house. I drove to the bar, making good time. After finding a parking spot I walked into the pub, gracefully strutting in Lori's body. I spotted my old body sitting at a corner table and walked over to him. I caught a few jealous looks form the other patrons that I was here to meet him.
I realised that I didn't think of him as Lori anymore, I had accepted that role myself for the time being. He gestured for me to sit down. "So you said we could switch back, what's the problem?" I asked. "I'm not going to waste time." He said, "The problem is I don't want my old life back." I stared at him, wondering if he was really going to try and screw me and steal my life for good. "I'm not trying to steal yours." He said, seemingly reading my mind. "And I know I'm just running away from my problems. It's just that I don't want to go back to Kurt and all his bullshit, or all the stress of a divorce." I thought on this. "Well, I can't say I'm enjoying his company either." I said, "even if I've gotten disturbingly comfortable as a woman, your marriage isn't my problem. And I miss my own girlfriend who I haven't seen in a month."
"You are entitled to your life back, obviously. It's just..." I understood. Suddenly I had an idea. "Did Laura say what was needed to swap us back?" I asked. He told me that she just needed to say the spell, burn some hair and then we both have sex at the same time. Apparently what had gone wrong before was that something of mine must have gotten burned along with something of Kurt's, so that it was a toss up when we both made love that night. Sleeping with my old body seemed like cheating on Vanessa, so we agreed to have a specific time to get ourselves laid. "Well then, I think I have a suggestion..." I began.
There wasn't time to get the spell done properly that night, so it would have to wait until morning. I begrudgingly trudged home to Kurt and his moody sulking. I arrived back home to find my adopted husband in front of the TV, a beer in his hand. At least he didn't disappoint my expectations. I tried to feel some form of pity for him, but all I felt was a vague sense of disappointment that I didn't even waste time thinking about.
I knew that I was going to have to bed him the following day, since my lover was not available at that time. I sighed at the thought but felt a certain satisfaction knowing that the whole ordeal would be over and done with soon enough. So I did my best to make the air between Kurt and I a little more amiable, since I needed his sexual co-operation.
Kurt and I barely spoke that night regardless of my efforts, and fell asleep silently on opposite sides of the large bed. I drifted into my dreams wondering what it was going to be like to have my life back and to see my girlfriends again after so many weeks. I grinned as I recalled my plan for how things would turn out at the end of it all...
The following morning was Saturday, and I spent my leisure time enjoying my last day as Lori. I enjoyed a good session of masturbating in the shower, and went out for a few solitary drinks during the afternoon. I made sure to get myself a little tipsy and as horny as possible before returning to my husband. It took some goading and apologising, but in the end the "I'm sorry, baby, let me make it up to you" attitude won out and Kurt started to lean the way I wanted. He came at me fiercely, looking to exhaust his frustration on me and reassert himself in his role. As I laid back and felt him stabbing into my pussy repeatedly I whimpered with delight. Not only was a starting to cum, but I also started to feel a little dizzy and disoriented...
I felt my climax explode as I suppressed a grunt. I thrust my cock deep into Vanessa and felt my seed spill into her in seemingly endless amounts. I was back. I was myself again, positioned on top of my moaning girlfriend. I looked down into Vanessa's eyes and smiled. I kissed her passionately as I felt my dick grow soft, held in the delicate folds of her slit.
Three days later I was still confusing Vanessa little with my endless affection. She commented that it was as if I hadn't seen her in a month, I just laughed and didn't bother explaining. Apparently Lori had done a pretty good job of keeping her happy. She made a few references about how distant and quiet I had been lately, despite my constant sexual affection. I apologized, telling her that I had just had allot on my mind lately and now my attention was entirely on her.
The next day I called up Lori to see how things had gone on her end. It was Kurt's voice that answered the phone. "Lori?" I asked. "Not any more." He answered. "From now on you should call Kurt's number to talk to me." I chuckled. So the plan had worked. After I had been put back in my old body she had done the switch again on Kurt. Husband and wife had now switched roles. "How's the new Lori?" I inquired. "Still sulking." He answered. "She's out getting groceries now so we can talk." I asked if they had done the spell to make Kurt adjust to his new life as Lori. "Yeah, though she's still fighting it a little. She plays at being indignant but once I get her going in bed she purrs like a kitten. If I keep sexing her up she will probably start to really enjoy herself." He said, sounding very smug.
"Anything else new?" I asked in conclusion. "Well," he replied. "I always wanted to try having kids, but the old Kurt was against it. In the current state of things though I think a couple kids will help mellow the new Lori out..."