I was gorgeous, a gorgeous girl. My first thought was "If I'm as sexy a girl as I was a boy, I was a lot better looking than I thought". But then maybe its easier for a girl to be attractive.
I had average sized breasts, but they were well shaped and round and the the nipples were the perfect size. My legs were long and shapely, but thick thighs met a thick ass. My ass was amazing, I would have fucked my own ass if I could.
My dark hair reached below my shoulders, and it framed my attractive but not stunning face well. Brown eyes, brown skin. I was a gorgeous Indian girl, the type I would have lusted over in a second.
I touched myself all over, but it was unsatisfying. I was sexy, but I couldn't access it. I wanted to fuck myself, but even masturbation felt unfulfilling. I wasn't great at finding the sweet spots on my vagina. "I must have been terrible in bed" I thought to myself, wondering if my fingers were as clumsy with the girls I had played with.
I got dressed, a loose t-shirt and a pair of joggers and trainers. The best unisex clothes I had in my wardrobe. I immediately went shopping. I brought myself tights first, I loved tights on girls, and I made myself wet looking at them gloss over my own legs. Then I brought a dress. A shiny silver dress that hugged my body and showed off my ass. I found the sexiest heels I could find. I wanted to cum all over myself as I saw me in the mirror of the changing room.
I went straight to the first beauty parlor I could find on the high street. They pruned my hair, and then I asked for a pedicure and manicure. I felt amazing. "Could you do my make up too?" and the girl agreed, taking me over and showing me the products. I took whatever she recommended, a foundation, some highlighting on my cheeks, mascara, then liner that made my eyes look smoky. We picked out a dark red lipstick that suited my brown skin. It was nearly evening by the time I was done.
I felt so sexy. But fulfillment was out of my reach. If only I could have doubled myself and fucked the girl who was standing in the street right now. I was a guy trapped in a gorgeous girls body, confused and aroused and lustful beyond all comprehension.
"Hey there sexy", some boys wolf-whistled me from the across the street. I felt both offended but complimented. Then it occurred to me, maybe I needed someone else to satisfy my desires.
I found the nearest club, it was quiet. Still only early evening, but plenty of guys around. I sat drinking by the bar for a while, until a handsome man came over and asked me "can I buy you a drink?". "Sure" I said, unsure of how exactly to respond.
He talked to me for a while, asking me questions I had to answer vaguely.
"Do you want to dance?" he finally asked. I smiled and stepped off the stool and led him to the dance floor.
The music was loud, thumping and up beat. I danced as best I could in the heels, I felt awkward but he didn't seem to mind. I touched him all over, and rather than repulsive, I found myself attracted to his firm body, strong jaw, big chest. I turned around and pushed my wonderful large butt into his groin as I danced. He pushed back, amazed and aroused. I was good at this.
He held my by sides, and I felt a tingle as his hands brushed my breasts. Before I knew what I was doing, I turned around and kissed him. His kiss was amazing, and it felt good to have his strong arms around me as his tongue penetrated my mouth.
We kissed passionately, I felt the warm tingle of excitement run through my legs and down my breasts and body to my pussy. It was wrong, but hey, this was a weird day so who cares.
I whisper in his ear "lets go to your place".
Half an hour later I'm in his flat, we walk through, slightly tipsy but excited.
We walk over to the sofa, and after a moment of awkward silence, we start kissing again. He runs his hand through my hair and down my back, cupping my buttocks. It feels amazing. I run my own hands down his chest and to his crotch, he's semi-hard and he has a good sized cocked. Thankfully it didn't feel too big, I wasn't sure I wanted my first time with a guy to big, I was scared enough as it was.
I threw myself on the sofa and spread my legs. "Come get it sexy". He grunted in approval and moved towards me. He kissed my legs, I moaned, it felt like ecstasy, I wanted more.
He eventually moved to my panties, and kiss my mound through them. Wow, this was amazing, I could feel his hot breath on my sensitive parts.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/3pnwq6/i_wake_up_a_girl_fantasy_genderswap_help_me
Blow job is a good way to go you should add that
Finish!
Not a bad start. Not sure what sort of feedback you are looking for but I have a few ideas you might want to explore. Obviously there are a lot of different sorts of people and not everything applies to everyone but these are things that at least many women experience. As a girl you would be getting more intense sensations from a variety of sources. Women handle a level of sensation that guys just don’t understand. To a guy’s mind these could easily be quite overwhelming. For the average guy an orgasm means a rapid decline in sexual interest. With a little effort of course that does not mean they always stop after one climax but that is not uncommon. For many women the first climax simply pushes them along towards another. Experiencing this could easily lead your character to an extreme sexual obsession. Was your character supposed to be Bi at the beginning? If so you could explore the sudden attraction to guys. Did it come along with the body or was it just what society has conditioned your character to think? Searching out another woman for help could be fun. Perhaps with the explanation that your character has been sheltered all her life and just does not know what to do. Some mutual masturbation sessions perhaps leading to some lesbian encounters. Another approach would be to find a lesbian who is used to being in control and letting her show your character what to do. There is really a whole lot you could explore. Just depends on what you find interesting.