I don't know how it happened but one day I woke up and was in a woman's body. My wife was sleeping next to me naked just like me and when I woke up I felt weird. I touched my body and felt a breast where my chest should be. I ran to the bathroom and felt unbalanced, my body had another center of gravity, breasts weighed on me and bounced. I looked in the mirror. It was me, but it wasn't. I seemed like my sister, with the same features and was tall. I had big breasts and pink nipples, dark public hair like my hair, a waistless body and large hips. I had short hair. I could easily recognize myself and at the same time realized that I was a feminine version of myself. But clearly it wasn't just a man in a woman's body, I felt like a woman in a woman's body, but with a lingering masculine identity at the same time. It was unreal but it wasn't a dream, I knew I should be astonished by this impossible magic, but instead I simply accepted it.
My kids were at camp all week, it was summer and we had taken a few days off to be together just the two of us. Our friends thought we were on a trip so we didn't have any commitments. A good moment to change sex. I told myself I couldn't stay like that forever, I was certain it would be temporary. I looked at myself in the mirror for a long time and found myself beautiful. I felt my nipples standing up and my crotch feeling wet. I touched my nipples and breasts and felt a delicious sensation. 'I could do this all day' I said to myself. Then I lowered my hands down to my sex and felt the delicious and smooth humidity of my vagina. I brought my fingers to my mouth and could feel my salty taste and viscous texture. I threw myself back on the bathroom floor, onto the towels, and masturbated, inserting my fingers to lubricate them and then touching my clitoris. I delayed for a while, but when it arrived it was the most powerful orgasm I remembered, it shook my entire body and was less focused on the genitals than those I remembered as a man. My inner thighs were wet so I dried off with a towel. I went back to bed and lay down beside my wife, hugged her from behind, pressing my breasts against her back and spoke to her in my new soft and sharp voice 'Rita, wake up'. At first she didn't realize it and asked 'what's going on?' in a sleepy voice. But after a few seconds she woke up and jumped out of bed with a look of terror - What are you doing, who are you, where is my husband? - Calm down Rita I tried to soothe her - I'm me, Diego, something strange happened and I woke up like this. I have a woman's body but I'm still myself.
The conversation lasted long, I showed her my birthmark, told her things only she and I knew, showed her how similar I was to my sisters who were there and how illogical it was that Diego had disappeared in the middle of the night with a strange woman in his bed. Finally, she could recognize me.
—Diego, what are we going to do now? —she asked.
—Let's live this as well as we can. We're on vacation and I don't have to go to work. And I have no idea how long it will last.
—Well, let's see where it takes us.
—You know, I just masturbated in the bathroom.
—I didn't expect anything else from you —she laughed.
—Wouldn't you like to know what it's like with a woman? —I said as I moved my mouth towards hers.
She looked at me fixedly and then brought her open mouth close and we kissed. Her tongue entered my mouth and mine hers. The kisses felt different, I felt them all over my body, in my breasts that bumped against hers while my nipples stood up. My lips also swelled and I started to feel like my breathing was getting shorter. Rita was caressing my neck and then she lowered her hands to my breasts and I felt a shiver when she touched me, took one of my nipples between her fingers and squeezed it firmly, much firmer than I ever used with her, and it felt delicious, not painful. I started to touch her breasts too and curiously noticed they were different, it was much more exciting than usual, like I was touching them for the first time, besides feeling forbidden because it was another woman's body I was touching. Rita continued moving south until she felt my pubic hair and gave me affection on it. I just wanted her to keep going until my sex and started twisting with desire, trying to get her hand to go lower or rather trying to lift myself up so that my sex would be in front of her hand.
—What do you want from my life? —I asked playfully.
—Do you want me to keep going?
—Yes, please.
I noted a finger approaching my vaginal canal and then another and another more. My vagina was dripping with juices. I felt the shivers that every woman must have felt when someone teases her sex and penetrates her with their fingers for the first time. My legs turned to wool, without strength, and all I wanted was to open them as wide as possible to surrender to her: I wanted to feel her whole hand inside me. I started pumping my hips, pushing against her hand, while a very feminine moan escaped me, but she had another idea, so she pulled out her fingers and brought her fingers to my clitoris. The pleasure was intense and now all I wanted was for her to touch me there, in the center of my pleasure. My moans intensified, my hips continued pumping unconsciously and automatically, and I felt myself approaching orgasm, I tried to control it to prolong my pleasure, but Rita with her other hand and two fingers violently penetrated my lubricated vagina to the bottom while telling me come now, my life and immediately I came while my moans became louder, almost screaming. After that, I moved her hand so she could take her fingers out of my clitoris because it felt very sensitive. Now I could understand what Rita felt after her orgasms: a feeling of wanting to be left alone for a bit, without being touched, and just hugged. Then it was my turn to give her pleasure and how I wanted to feel her mouth on my sex maneuvered until I got into position 69. Kissing her vagina wasn't very different from what she always did to me, but now I knew what it felt like in the different parts and could stop more on the outer and inner lips and press with my tongue as well as lick. After a while, I focused on licking her juices that were coming out copiously from her vagina and swallowing them as I knew she liked feeling me do so to then go up to her central nervous system. There I licked it, pressed with the tip of my tongue and took it between my lips and sucked. All this while feeling her mouth on mine. My sex and my ass warned that another orgasm was approaching quickly. We came together, each of us squirting in the other's mouth. Then we hugged and slept in a spoon position, each with the taste of the other on her mouth and face. After deciding to go out and try on clothes at the mall since I didn't have any and hers were very small. I had to wear Diego's clothes that fit me big except for my hips. Some rolled-up jeans, sneakers, and a t-shirt. I put a sweater over it so you wouldn't see my breasts without a bra. Rita had to drive because I didn't have a driver's license. We entered Zara, Gap, HyM, as well as the large stores. In Victoria's Secret, I bought semi-transparent lace lingerie and beautiful pantyhose that made me show off my ass. Rita went with me into the dressing room and discovered she was a C cup.
The feeling of being in women's underwear was very sexy. I tried on many things and it cost me to decide, I wanted to buy everything. I left with a black dress, the typical Little Black Dress, a mini skirt, several blouses --some loose and others stretch--, a pair of jeans, a blouse, a blue marini jacket, some scarves and a pair of shoes with little heel. In addition to a sports bra, leggings, socks and sneakers. I wanted to put it all on. At the makeup section I bought lip liner, eye shadow and eyeliner. The girl in charge did my makeup and left me looking nice, not too heavy but enough to see me sensual. Out on the street I went with the mini, the scarves with heel, a white fitted blouse that showed off my black lace bras. I was wearing the matching pants underneath the mini. I felt very sexy and looked at all the people who were looking at me, then smiled coquettishly. Almost all the men I crossed paths with, young and old, ugly and attractive. Also some women. My height, waist and breasts were striking. I could feel the air between my legs and felt comfortable because of the fresh sports bra and at the same time sexy and exposed from dressing like that. After we went to the gym. I entered as if I was home, through the back door, and no one noticed anything strange. When I was heading towards the locker room I realized I would have to use the women's locker room and felt a thrill of excitement. I was a woman but I still wanted to see other naked women. There were several young women and teenage girls, but they dressed and undressed covered by towels. Out of the corner of my eye I could see them in their underwear and bras, while talking nonstop. Suddenly a red-haired woman of indeterminate age but over thirty years old entered and completely undressed: I could look at her closely, see that she had a landing strip depilation and was really blonde, and also felt like my vagina lubricated. I didn't want to be too obvious so as not to disturb her. At the gym I exerted myself to show off my attributes, since I was only wearing my sports bra and leggings and in the mirror's reflection I could check that I was curvy and attractive and very toned. I arched my back to show off my rear, did sit-ups with my legs well apart, but didn't look anyone in the eye so as not to give them ideas or be too obvious, but I felt the hungry eyes of the men who were there.
--Diana --called me Rita. I didn't answer because the name wasn't familiar to me. --¡Diana! --she said again, looking at me intensely. I realized she had changed from Diego to Diana. --Yes, what's up? --Don't be so vulgar, close your legs and stop making such a scandal. It's not the idea that we look like whores --she said. After that, we went to the sauna. Naked under a towel, we were alone and kissed with salty flavor from the sweat dripping on our faces and mouths. It was exciting to do something forbidden in the public sauna, even if no one else was there, someone could still walk in unexpectedly. Nervous, we took off our towels and lay down on them, on benches shaped like an L, so that our faces faced each other and our bodies were apart. I could see Rita's backside and when she lifted her face to kiss me, I saw the beginning of her breasts. My sex was completely wet, I don't know if it was from sweat or anticipation. I wanted to throw myself on her and make love passionately, but the modesty of the situation prevailed. Suddenly we heard the sound of the door and a blonde woman who had seen us undress earlier poked her head in. --Ah, excuse me --she said uncomfortably. --No, come on in, there's room for all --I said, sitting down and feeling the bench beside me at the same time as I smiled. I had left myself completely naked when I stood up. --Well, thanks --she said with a smile. Rita also sat down and we ended up three of us sitting naked on our towels. I couldn't help but look at her and devour her with my eyes, even though I was trying to hide it. I was glad not to be a man because an erection would have betrayed me. After that, in the shower I shaved all my hair and left myself smooth, just like I had wanted to see Rita do but she never agreed. I imagined how it would be when we got home and she licked my naked sex. After that, we went back home, went to sleep, and had a delicious session of sex where... We fantasized about the blonde on our bed. Both of us imagined that her sex would have a delicious, salty, and aromatic taste. Rita was crazy about my hairless sex, the access was better and the feeling of softness was unbeatable, and she told me that now she understood why I wanted her to be like that. --Maybe one day you'll see me like this, who knows --she said.
The day after we spent together, talking a lot about our experiences and sensations and how we felt facing life and the couple. She was talking to me like I was her friend and lover, and she talked about Diego as if he were another one, and I felt it at the same time like myself and like another. In the afternoon I said --Why don't we go to a bar?-- What for?--she asked. --To take a drink and feel how it is to be a woman in a bar and have some guys treat us like lifting.--And do you want them to lift your wife? I stopped at that question and realized she felt like a friend too, with whom I was going to go out at night for cuties. --It's not that I want, it's more that it doesn't bother me, I feel like something we could do together. Have you ever gone out with a friend and something happened with some guy?--Yes, once--she confessed, although she had always denied it, maybe because now I felt like an equal--, once at Cata's bachelorette party. --What happened? I've always wanted to know what happens in those occasions.-- Generally nothing happens, just silly games, but that time was different, we were at Sole's apartment and they brought two strippers, one of whom was stunning, I had never seen a man more attractive. They organized the event and after many negotiations and laughs made us put on bras and panties and play with us to do lap dances and other erotic games. As they were taking pictures and videos, suddenly someone said turn off the light and taking advantage of the sudden darkness, I felt like the stripper who was with me at that exact moment, the most stunning one, unhooked my bra and kissed my breasts. While he did what he wanted with me, I listened to the other girls laughing and talking on my side, saying what are the strippers doing with the girls now that no one can see them. I stopped and took his hand and whispered in his ear let's get out of here and led him to the bathroom where we locked ourselves. Without turning on the light. I felt like my pants were going down and he made me turn around and put it in from behind while I was leaning against the sink. It was fast and super exciting. After that, I made him leave and turned on the light and acted crazy, as if I had gone to the bathroom. -- Did you use a condom? -- I asked.
No, it was a madness of my part that I regret, so we didn't make love for a month, do you remember I was with a urinary tract infection that never left me? --Yes. --They were just lies while all the tests I took came out negative, for HIV, hepatitis, etcetera. Luckily they all turned out well. I'm really sorry. Are you very angry... angry with me? --No, I would have preferred you to use a condom but I love that you took care of me that time and also that you were the bold one who went to the stripper. --I wasn't the only one, the other stripper went for the girlfriend, but only Cata and I know that and now you do too. Don't tell anyone, especially not her husband, because Cata would kill me. This conversation excited me a lot and gave us a reason to start another lesbian sex session. Finally, excited by the conversation and the promise of possible heterosexual flirting this time, we agreed to go out. We went to a bar in another neighborhood, not because they could recognize me, but because they could recognize Rita. Both of us were made up and dressed very sexy, Rita with a mini skirt and a tight top that highlighted her breasts and high heels, and I with a black dress for the night and stockings with little heel. When we entered the bar, I felt all the men's gazes focusing on my body, they looked at my face but also my breasts, waist, legs, and butt. I felt exposed in a way that wasn't used to and at the same time I felt the excitement of feeling desired and the power that comes with it. We sat down at the bar, I ordered a Gin Tonic and Rita a champagne cocktail. Not long after we had two suitors on either side of us. They weren't Adonises but at least they were well-dressed, looked clean, and smiled. Thirty-somethings. We exchanged the classic dialogues for getting to know each other: are you friends?, do you come here often?, what do you do? But also more interesting questions: what do you like to do in your free time?, why?, what book has ' marked and why? The answers would open up other dimensions of those people to you. Neither of the two seemed like classic weekend conquerors to me. We knew they were partners in an internet business and had come to their usual bar to celebrate having secured a second round of funding. They didn't say that when they saw us enter, we seemed interesting and not the typical woman they saw at the bar: we were a bit older, too, and more sophisticated. The one next to me was called Luciano, dark-haired, short hair but not very styled, thin and of medium height, almost like me, wearing a suit without a tie. As he spoke, he touched my arm as if to emphasize a point and get my attention. After a while, we were no longer talking four, but two and two. The conversation became more personal - if we had a stable partner -- 'no' --we lied to each other, if we went to a bar to get a casual partner -- 'yes' --we told the truth. I was sitting on the stool at the bar with my knees together pointing towards him and he was standing next to me. Suddenly I felt his hand no longer on my arm but on my knee and simply let it stay there and smiled to confirm it. I saw him between nervous and seductive. I felt flattered and thought 'maybe I'll try being with a man tonight' and shivered inside, also thinking about whether I wanted to share Rita with someone else or not. I wasn't sure, on the one hand it provoked insecurity in me and on the other it excited the idea.
In an instant of the conversation, Luciano came up to my face and said a strange man is going to give me a kiss! and he kissed me a man is kissing me, putting his tongue in my mouth! My breathing got choppy and I opened my lips and without knowing it, I separated my legs a little bit. It was a sign for him to advance with his hand inside my thigh and get closer to my crotch. I felt unable to resist he's going to touch my pants, I'm going to feel wet! and I felt like his fingers were touching me softly over my pants and I felt the accumulated humidity transferring to his fingers. I felt him moaning softly while he kept kissing me and I moaned in unison. I had forgotten about Rita. --Let's go--he said and took my hand, pulling me along. I looked back while crossing the bar and saw that Rita was kissing Fernando, the other guy. I shuddered at the sight and got a little panicked as my thoughts rushed: Rita is going to cheat on me with another guy, what if he's a better lover than me?, what's going to happen with the kids?. We arrived at a back door that led to an empty office of the bar. --The owner is my friend--he informed, closing the door and locking it.
We kissed more and he tried to push me onto the office desk. I ended up sitting on the desk and he started to pull down my pants with urgency. I opened my legs so they would get stuck between my knees and not keep going down, and before that, he touched me again between my legs, feeling the pleasure of his fingers on my sex and he told me he wanted to have sex with me while pulling down his zipper. --Do you have a condom?--I asked him. He looked at me with a satisfied face and pulled one out of his wallet, and I knew there was no escape. I was going to have sex with a man. He put on the condom and pulled my pants down with force, ripping them due to the violence of the movement, separating my legs Now he's going to put it in me, now he's going to screw me! and he entered my vagina tightly embracing his penis, A man is screwing me!, I felt a resistance at first and then it kept entering until the end, while noticing a slight burning that was passing. He stopped at the end, his testicles touching my buttocks, and then started entering and leaving. We got into a comfortable and stimulating rhythm, but after a few minutes it was too intense and only because of the idea that I was being penetrated did I come quickly, I couldn't contain myself and screamed, moaned and growled while feeling my vagina contracting and squeezing around his penis. He reacted to my orgasm and came with me shortly afterwards, then took off the condom to change it for a new one as the one he was using was full of semen, and before putting on another one I told him he could just put it in like that because I wanted to know how it felt, so with a smile he proceeded to penetrate me again, and we were having sex like men and women, my breasts bouncing from side to side while he went in and out, making me moan when suddenly I felt his semen discharge into my uterus, feeling indescribable things and pleasure that made me feel like a woman. Days later I found out I was pregnant and couldn't stop vomiting. My wife also got out of control that night at the party, both of us were pregnant and didn't know what to do or how to tell our kids that they would now have two moms and a new brother. The truth is my tits started growing a lot and I liked it when they weighed a lot but when I squeezed them all the cum in the bathroom felt an absolute pleasure one year later after the babies were born my wife and I decided to divorce and she would stay with custody of the kids and ended up marrying fernando since while she was fully pregnant i accompanied her and when she relieved herself and recovered physically i heard him from my room sometimes having sex with her and that excited me meanwhile now as a woman i will look for a man who can dominate me and make me his wife and put me in 4 in the kitchen while I wash dishes and screw me every night and make me scream like the slut I am
My kids were at camp all week, it was summer and we had taken a few days off to be together just the two of us. Our friends thought we were on a trip so we didn't have any commitments. A good moment to change sex. I told myself I couldn't stay like that forever, I was certain it would be temporary. I looked at myself in the mirror for a long time and found myself beautiful. I felt my nipples standing up and my crotch feeling wet. I touched my nipples and breasts and felt a delicious sensation. 'I could do this all day' I said to myself. Then I lowered my hands down to my sex and felt the delicious and smooth humidity of my vagina. I brought my fingers to my mouth and could feel my salty taste and viscous texture. I threw myself back on the bathroom floor, onto the towels, and masturbated, inserting my fingers to lubricate them and then touching my clitoris. I delayed for a while, but when it arrived it was the most powerful orgasm I remembered, it shook my entire body and was less focused on the genitals than those I remembered as a man. My inner thighs were wet so I dried off with a towel. I went back to bed and lay down beside my wife, hugged her from behind, pressing my breasts against her back and spoke to her in my new soft and sharp voice 'Rita, wake up'. At first she didn't realize it and asked 'what's going on?' in a sleepy voice. But after a few seconds she woke up and jumped out of bed with a look of terror - What are you doing, who are you, where is my husband? - Calm down Rita I tried to soothe her - I'm me, Diego, something strange happened and I woke up like this. I have a woman's body but I'm still myself.The conversation lasted long, I showed her my birthmark, told her things only she and I knew, showed her how similar I was to my sisters who were there and how illogical it was that Diego had disappeared in the middle of the night with a strange woman in his bed. Finally, she could recognize me.—Diego, what are we going to do now? —she asked.
—Let's live this as well as we can. We're on vacation and I don't have to go to work. And I have no idea how long it will last.
—Well, let's see where it takes us.
—You know, I just masturbated in the bathroom.
—I didn't expect anything else from you —she laughed.
—Wouldn't you like to know what it's like with a woman? —I said as I moved my mouth towards hers.
She looked at me fixedly and then brought her open mouth close and we kissed. Her tongue entered my mouth and mine hers. The kisses felt different, I felt them all over my body, in my breasts that bumped against hers while my nipples stood up. My lips also swelled and I started to feel like my breathing was getting shorter. Rita was caressing my neck and then she lowered her hands to my breasts and I felt a shiver when she touched me, took one of my nipples between her fingers and squeezed it firmly, much firmer than I ever used with her, and it felt delicious, not painful. I started to touch her breasts too and curiously noticed they were different, it was much more exciting than usual, like I was touching them for the first time, besides feeling forbidden because it was another woman's body I was touching. Rita continued moving south until she felt my pubic hair and gave me affection on it. I just wanted her to keep going until my sex and started twisting with desire, trying to get her hand to go lower or rather trying to lift myself up so that my sex would be in front of her hand.
—What do you want from my life? —I asked playfully.
—Do you want me to keep going?
—Yes, please.
I noted a finger approaching my vaginal canal and then another and another more. My vagina was dripping with juices. I felt the shivers that every woman must have felt when someone teases her sex and penetrates her with their fingers for the first time. My legs turned to wool, without strength, and all I wanted was to open them as wide as possible to surrender to her: I wanted to feel her whole hand inside me. I started pumping my hips, pushing against her hand, while a very feminine moan escaped me, but she had another idea, so she pulled out her fingers and brought her fingers to my clitoris. The pleasure was intense and now all I wanted was for her to touch me there, in the center of my pleasure. My moans intensified, my hips continued pumping unconsciously and automatically, and I felt myself approaching orgasm, I tried to control it to prolong my pleasure, but Rita with her other hand and two fingers violently penetrated my lubricated vagina to the bottom while telling me come now, my life and immediately I came while my moans became louder, almost screaming. After that, I moved her hand so she could take her fingers out of my clitoris because it felt very sensitive. Now I could understand what Rita felt after her orgasms: a feeling of wanting to be left alone for a bit, without being touched, and just hugged. Then it was my turn to give her pleasure and how I wanted to feel her mouth on my sex maneuvered until I got into position 69. Kissing her vagina wasn't very different from what she always did to me, but now I knew what it felt like in the different parts and could stop more on the outer and inner lips and press with my tongue as well as lick. After a while, I focused on licking her juices that were coming out copiously from her vagina and swallowing them as I knew she liked feeling me do so to then go up to her central nervous system. There I licked it, pressed with the tip of my tongue and took it between my lips and sucked. All this while feeling her mouth on mine. My sex and my ass warned that another orgasm was approaching quickly. We came together, each of us squirting in the other's mouth. Then we hugged and slept in a spoon position, each with the taste of the other on her mouth and face. After deciding to go out and try on clothes at the mall since I didn't have any and hers were very small. I had to wear Diego's clothes that fit me big except for my hips. Some rolled-up jeans, sneakers, and a t-shirt. I put a sweater over it so you wouldn't see my breasts without a bra. Rita had to drive because I didn't have a driver's license. We entered Zara, Gap, HyM, as well as the large stores. In Victoria's Secret, I bought semi-transparent lace lingerie and beautiful pantyhose that made me show off my ass. Rita went with me into the dressing room and discovered she was a C cup.The feeling of being in women's underwear was very sexy. I tried on many things and it cost me to decide, I wanted to buy everything. I left with a black dress, the typical Little Black Dress, a mini skirt, several blouses --some loose and others stretch--, a pair of jeans, a blouse, a blue marini jacket, some scarves and a pair of shoes with little heel. In addition to a sports bra, leggings, socks and sneakers. I wanted to put it all on. At the makeup section I bought lip liner, eye shadow and eyeliner. The girl in charge did my makeup and left me looking nice, not too heavy but enough to see me sensual. Out on the street I went with the mini, the scarves with heel, a white fitted blouse that showed off my black lace bras. I was wearing the matching pants underneath the mini. I felt very sexy and looked at all the people who were looking at me, then smiled coquettishly. Almost all the men I crossed paths with, young and old, ugly and attractive. Also some women. My height, waist and breasts were striking. I could feel the air between my legs and felt comfortable because of the fresh sports bra and at the same time sexy and exposed from dressing like that. After we went to the gym. I entered as if I was home, through the back door, and no one noticed anything strange. When I was heading towards the locker room I realized I would have to use the women's locker room and felt a thrill of excitement. I was a woman but I still wanted to see other naked women. There were several young women and teenage girls, but they dressed and undressed covered by towels. Out of the corner of my eye I could see them in their underwear and bras, while talking nonstop. Suddenly a red-haired woman of indeterminate age but over thirty years old entered and completely undressed: I could look at her closely, see that she had a landing strip depilation and was really blonde, and also felt like my vagina lubricated. I didn't want to be too obvious so as not to disturb her. At the gym I exerted myself to show off my attributes, since I was only wearing my sports bra and leggings and in the mirror's reflection I could check that I was curvy and attractive and very toned. I arched my back to show off my rear, did sit-ups with my legs well apart, but didn't look anyone in the eye so as not to give them ideas or be too obvious, but I felt the hungry eyes of the men who were there.--Diana --called me Rita. I didn't answer because the name wasn't familiar to me. --¡Diana! --she said again, looking at me intensely. I realized she had changed from Diego to Diana. --Yes, what's up? --Don't be so vulgar, close your legs and stop making such a scandal. It's not the idea that we look like whores --she said. After that, we went to the sauna. Naked under a towel, we were alone and kissed with salty flavor from the sweat dripping on our faces and mouths. It was exciting to do something forbidden in the public sauna, even if no one else was there, someone could still walk in unexpectedly. Nervous, we took off our towels and lay down on them, on benches shaped like an L, so that our faces faced each other and our bodies were apart. I could see Rita's backside and when she lifted her face to kiss me, I saw the beginning of her breasts. My sex was completely wet, I don't know if it was from sweat or anticipation. I wanted to throw myself on her and make love passionately, but the modesty of the situation prevailed. Suddenly we heard the sound of the door and a blonde woman who had seen us undress earlier poked her head in. --Ah, excuse me --she said uncomfortably. --No, come on in, there's room for all --I said, sitting down and feeling the bench beside me at the same time as I smiled. I had left myself completely naked when I stood up. --Well, thanks --she said with a smile. Rita also sat down and we ended up three of us sitting naked on our towels. I couldn't help but look at her and devour her with my eyes, even though I was trying to hide it. I was glad not to be a man because an erection would have betrayed me. After that, in the shower I shaved all my hair and left myself smooth, just like I had wanted to see Rita do but she never agreed. I imagined how it would be when we got home and she licked my naked sex. After that, we went back home, went to sleep, and had a delicious session of sex where... We fantasized about the blonde on our bed. Both of us imagined that her sex would have a delicious, salty, and aromatic taste. Rita was crazy about my hairless sex, the access was better and the feeling of softness was unbeatable, and she told me that now she understood why I wanted her to be like that. --Maybe one day you'll see me like this, who knows --she said.The day after we spent together, talking a lot about our experiences and sensations and how we felt facing life and the couple. She was talking to me like I was her friend and lover, and she talked about Diego as if he were another one, and I felt it at the same time like myself and like another. In the afternoon I said --Why don't we go to a bar?-- What for?--she asked. --To take a drink and feel how it is to be a woman in a bar and have some guys treat us like lifting.--And do you want them to lift your wife? I stopped at that question and realized she felt like a friend too, with whom I was going to go out at night for cuties. --It's not that I want, it's more that it doesn't bother me, I feel like something we could do together. Have you ever gone out with a friend and something happened with some guy?--Yes, once--she confessed, although she had always denied it, maybe because now I felt like an equal--, once at Cata's bachelorette party. --What happened? I've always wanted to know what happens in those occasions.-- Generally nothing happens, just silly games, but that time was different, we were at Sole's apartment and they brought two strippers, one of whom was stunning, I had never seen a man more attractive. They organized the event and after many negotiations and laughs made us put on bras and panties and play with us to do lap dances and other erotic games. As they were taking pictures and videos, suddenly someone said turn off the light and taking advantage of the sudden darkness, I felt like the stripper who was with me at that exact moment, the most stunning one, unhooked my bra and kissed my breasts. While he did what he wanted with me, I listened to the other girls laughing and talking on my side, saying what are the strippers doing with the girls now that no one can see them. I stopped and took his hand and whispered in his ear let's get out of here and led him to the bathroom where we locked ourselves. Without turning on the light. I felt like my pants were going down and he made me turn around and put it in from behind while I was leaning against the sink. It was fast and super exciting. After that, I made him leave and turned on the light and acted crazy, as if I had gone to the bathroom. -- Did you use a condom? -- I asked.No, it was a madness of my part that I regret, so we didn't make love for a month, do you remember I was with a urinary tract infection that never left me? --Yes. --They were just lies while all the tests I took came out negative, for HIV, hepatitis, etcetera. Luckily they all turned out well. I'm really sorry. Are you very angry... angry with me? --No, I would have preferred you to use a condom but I love that you took care of me that time and also that you were the bold one who went to the stripper. --I wasn't the only one, the other stripper went for the girlfriend, but only Cata and I know that and now you do too. Don't tell anyone, especially not her husband, because Cata would kill me. This conversation excited me a lot and gave us a reason to start another lesbian sex session. Finally, excited by the conversation and the promise of possible heterosexual flirting this time, we agreed to go out. We went to a bar in another neighborhood, not because they could recognize me, but because they could recognize Rita. Both of us were made up and dressed very sexy, Rita with a mini skirt and a tight top that highlighted her breasts and high heels, and I with a black dress for the night and stockings with little heel. When we entered the bar, I felt all the men's gazes focusing on my body, they looked at my face but also my breasts, waist, legs, and butt. I felt exposed in a way that wasn't used to and at the same time I felt the excitement of feeling desired and the power that comes with it. We sat down at the bar, I ordered a Gin Tonic and Rita a champagne cocktail. Not long after we had two suitors on either side of us. They weren't Adonises but at least they were well-dressed, looked clean, and smiled. Thirty-somethings. We exchanged the classic dialogues for getting to know each other: are you friends?, do you come here often?, what do you do? But also more interesting questions: what do you like to do in your free time?, why?, what book has ' marked and why? The answers would open up other dimensions of those people to you. Neither of the two seemed like classic weekend conquerors to me. We knew they were partners in an internet business and had come to their usual bar to celebrate having secured a second round of funding. They didn't say that when they saw us enter, we seemed interesting and not the typical woman they saw at the bar: we were a bit older, too, and more sophisticated. The one next to me was called Luciano, dark-haired, short hair but not very styled, thin and of medium height, almost like me, wearing a suit without a tie. As he spoke, he touched my arm as if to emphasize a point and get my attention. After a while, we were no longer talking four, but two and two. The conversation became more personal - if we had a stable partner -- 'no' --we lied to each other, if we went to a bar to get a casual partner -- 'yes' --we told the truth. I was sitting on the stool at the bar with my knees together pointing towards him and he was standing next to me. Suddenly I felt his hand no longer on my arm but on my knee and simply let it stay there and smiled to confirm it. I saw him between nervous and seductive. I felt flattered and thought 'maybe I'll try being with a man tonight' and shivered inside, also thinking about whether I wanted to share Rita with someone else or not. I wasn't sure, on the one hand it provoked insecurity in me and on the other it excited the idea.In an instant of the conversation, Luciano came up to my face and said a strange man is going to give me a kiss! and he kissed me a man is kissing me, putting his tongue in my mouth! My breathing got choppy and I opened my lips and without knowing it, I separated my legs a little bit. It was a sign for him to advance with his hand inside my thigh and get closer to my crotch. I felt unable to resist he's going to touch my pants, I'm going to feel wet! and I felt like his fingers were touching me softly over my pants and I felt the accumulated humidity transferring to his fingers. I felt him moaning softly while he kept kissing me and I moaned in unison. I had forgotten about Rita. --Let's go--he said and took my hand, pulling me along. I looked back while crossing the bar and saw that Rita was kissing Fernando, the other guy. I shuddered at the sight and got a little panicked as my thoughts rushed: Rita is going to cheat on me with another guy, what if he's a better lover than me?, what's going to happen with the kids?. We arrived at a back door that led to an empty office of the bar. --The owner is my friend--he informed, closing the door and locking it.We kissed more and he tried to push me onto the office desk. I ended up sitting on the desk and he started to pull down my pants with urgency. I opened my legs so they would get stuck between my knees and not keep going down, and before that, he touched me again between my legs, feeling the pleasure of his fingers on my sex and he told me he wanted to have sex with me while pulling down his zipper. --Do you have a condom?--I asked him. He looked at me with a satisfied face and pulled one out of his wallet, and I knew there was no escape. I was going to have sex with a man. He put on the condom and pulled my pants down with force, ripping them due to the violence of the movement, separating my legs Now he's going to put it in me, now he's going to screw me! and he entered my vagina tightly embracing his penis, A man is screwing me!, I felt a resistance at first and then it kept entering until the end, while noticing a slight burning that was passing. He stopped at the end, his testicles touching my buttocks, and then started entering and leaving. We got into a comfortable and stimulating rhythm, but after a few minutes it was too intense and only because of the idea that I was being penetrated did I come quickly, I couldn't contain myself and screamed, moaned and growled while feeling my vagina contracting and squeezing around his penis. He reacted to my orgasm and came with me shortly afterwards, then took off the condom to change it for a new one as the one he was using was full of semen, and before putting on another one I told him he could just put it in like that because I wanted to know how it felt, so with a smile he proceeded to penetrate me again, and we were having sex like men and women, my breasts bouncing from side to side while he went in and out, making me moan when suddenly I felt his semen discharge into my uterus, feeling indescribable things and pleasure that made me feel like a woman. Days later I found out I was pregnant and couldn't stop vomiting. My wife also got out of control that night at the party, both of us were pregnant and didn't know what to do or how to tell our kids that they would now have two moms and a new brother. The truth is my tits started growing a lot and I liked it when they weighed a lot but when I squeezed them all the cum in the bathroom felt an absolute pleasure one year later after the babies were born my wife and I decided to divorce and she would stay with custody of the kids and ended up marrying fernando since while she was fully pregnant i accompanied her and when she relieved herself and recovered physically i heard him from my room sometimes having sex with her and that excited me meanwhile now as a woman i will look for a man who can dominate me and make me his wife and put me in 4 in the kitchen while I wash dishes and screw me every night and make me scream like the slut I am
1 comentários - No se por que desperte siendo una mujer chichona y puta🍒🍑