This is my life now – Chapter 4 [FM][Oral][STR8ish][Body Swap]

This is my life now

CH 4 – First night with Greg

I entered my apartment, dropped the bags beside the doorway and leaned against the closed door. My mind raced through my last couple hours with Greg over and over again. I felt like I was on cloud nine. I sat down on my couch and checked my phone, there were nearly a dozen messages from Beth asking if Greg had found me. I told her he had and gave her the rough details of our chat. She told me it was her idea for him to leave early and pick me up, an opportunity he apparently leapt on. I told her about giving him my number and about the kiss. She wanted every little detail and I told her, even though there wasn’t much. We had talked about our sex and dating lives in the past, but never quite like this. Eventually our conversation died down and I laid down in my bed, holding my pillow, trying to imagine what it would be like to be with a guy as a girl. I was nervous, excited, scared, and full of anticipation all at the same time. It was like Jim’s mind and Claire’s body were in conflict. I also realized I had started thinking of this female form as Claire’s body and no longer Jill’s.

My mind was racing when my phone went off again. I picked it up and saw a message from an unfamiliar number. It just said “Hey, cutie.” I messaged back with “Hey yourself ;)”

Turns out it was Greg and he had just got back to his hotel room for the night. He tried to encourage me to come by, but I was intent on staying in for the night. We exchanged a few flirty texts before he brought up the fact he was flying back out early Tuesday morning, this being Sunday night. He asked what my intentions were since he wasn’t around for anything long term.

“There’s something I should tell you first,” I replied. I couldn’t tell him about the body swap or my past, but I felt like he should know one important thing.

“What’s that?” He asked.

“I’ve never been with a guy before.”

“Does that mean I’ll be your first?”

“Yes. But we go at my pace. One step at a time.” My nerves were almost getting the better of me, but on some level I wanted this.

“I’m game for that.”

“Good.” I said. I snapped a photo of myself, laying on my back with my hair spread out above me, still in the yellow sundress I put on earlier. I paused for a moment and sent it to him.

“You look good on your back ;)” he replied quickly.

“I bet you say that to all the girls.”

He replied with a picture of himself sitting on the couch in his hotel room. “It’s lonely here.”

I pulled my dress down exposing the dark red bra I had picked out and sent him another shot. “Still lonely?”

“It’s getting better.” He replied.

I pulled the dress off and rummaged through my new stuff. I quickly switched to the pink polka dot bra and matching panties. I went to my mirror and took another picture of my new body in nothing but my underwear and sent it.

“Something to help with the loneliness.” I added after sending the picture.

“Wow. You look fantastic.” He replied with a picture of himself, now without a shirt. I saw how toned his muscles were, not body builder size, just nicely defined. I saw the V under his abs. Beth told me that always drive her wild in guys and now I understood why. I could feel myself starting to get wet as I ogled his picture.

“Nothing to say?” His message popped up. That’s when I realized how long I’d been staring at the picture.

“Just admiring the view.”

His reply was another photo, standing this time, with his jeans undone and lowered enough to be suggestive but not reveal anything too much. I could see the bulge against his pants though.

“Come over. Now. Just remember, my pace.” Was all I said. I did a quick clean around my apartment and made sure that anything revealing my old form was tucked away out of sight. It wasn’t long before I heard a light knock on the door. I positioned myself behind the door and hung my head around, once I was sure it was Greg I let him in, doing my best to stay out of sight. I closed the door behind him and he stopped to stare at me, still wearing nothing but my underwear.

“You wanted a fashion show?” I said, striking a pose.

His eyes slowly moved down my whole body before creeping back up to my eyes. He put his hands on my cheeks and pulled me in for a kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. I subtly guided him over to the couch, broke the kiss, and motioned for him to sit down.

I pulled up a song on my phone and set it aside. I was never much for dancing, always too self conscious, but it felt right with this body. I closed my eyes and just let the music guide my moves. When I opened them I saw Greg adjusting his cock and the bulge in his pants was pretty obvious. I leaned in, grabbed the hem of his shirt and gently lifted it over his head. I continued dancing for him before leaning in again and running my hands over his chest. It was solid and felt nice under my soft hands. In the moment I had forgotten about my past life and just let the moment wash over me. I turned away from him and twisted my head over my should to watch his reaction while I unclasped my bra and tossed it in his lap. The look of anticipation on his face was a look I’d never forget. I placed an arm over my tits and turned back around to him, still dancing to the music. I put my knees down on either side of him, making sure to keep myself elevated off of his lap. His eyes stared straight ahead at my belly button slowly inching their way up my body. I could feel his warm breath caressing my skin. I leaned forward slightly to see over my still covered breasts as his head tilted upward further and further.

His eyes met mine and I gazed into his deep brown eyes before slowly pulling my arm up towards my face. The skin of my breasts finally slipped from my arm and fell slightly, bouncing and rippling slightly until they came to a rest at a slightly hanging from my angle. His eyes flashed over my breasts momentarily until he leaned forward and pulled my left nipple into his mouth. My breast tingled as he started to tease my nipple with his tongue and teeth. Electricity shot through my nerves toward my pussy which was growing warmer and wetter with the attention he was paying to my chest. With a slight slurp he dropped my nipple from his mouth and enveloped the other. His teeth teased it ever so slightly. I leaned back and let out a soft moan.

I let his suckle enough that my panties must have been soaked right through. I could smell his manly scent mixed with the aroma of my own arousal. I lowered myself closer to his lap. My nipple popped out of his mouth. I felt his bulge start pressing against me as I settled onto him. I placed a hand on either side of him face and leaned in for a kiss. His tongue began to probe my lips until I opened my mouth and hungrily accepted it inside. My tongue met his as they rolled around each other dancing an all too familiar dance. My hips had taken on a mind of their own as I ground myself against his hard member. I could feel his raising himself into me each time I slid forward.

I broke the kiss and ran my eyes down his chest. I shifted my position so I was sitting almost on his knees. My eyes locked onto the straining bulge in his jeans and I let me hand start to undo his pants. There was nothing on my mind except how much I wanted him and much my pussy ached for him. I gripped his pants as I stood back up. He lifted his ass from the couch giving me the access I needed to slide them off leaving his boxers behind. I could see the outline of his cock through the thin fabric barrier. I squatted down in front of him placing my arms on his knees and gently sliding them up his thighs through his coarse leg hairs. My fingertips reached the legs of his boxer shorts and immediately squirmed their way under. His eyes followed my hands as they worked their way higher. I let my left hand move in first as I felt my fingers find his soft sack. I wiggled then gently as his balls tensed momentarily before succumbing to my teasing. My right hand moved in next gently working it’s way under his shaft before closing its grip on him.

I let out a soft sigh as I felt him in my grasp. He body jerked gently and I felt him lightly thrust into my hand as he moved. He moaned in contentment as I started to pump my fist long and slow at first while my other hand continued to tease his balls. I leaned in to kiss his chest, then his navel, then I hit the sweet spot just above his boxers that made him squirm. I could see the precum soaking through where the head of his cock sat. My stroking continued while I kissed the damp patch of his shorts. I slipped my hand away from his cock and tugged down the last bit of clothing between me and my prize.

The elastic waistband grabbed the head of his cock on its way by. It quickly slipped free and leapt back making a wet slapping sound against Greg’s hard abs. His eyes found my face, trying to gauge my reaction. Of course I remember having seen my own plenty of times, but this one wasn’t mine. It seemed huge to me as my gaze flickered across it. I couldn’t tell if it was big or if it’s because I was smaller. I bit my lower lip with anticipation while my hands floated back towards it. I tucked a finger under his cock and raised it off of his stomach. I could feel the tension as his muscles tried to keep it pointing up his body. My other hand encircled his shaft, barely making skin to skin contact at first, then slowly tightening. It felt so soft and so hard at the same time. The warmth of his hard cock moved through my hand.

“Have you ever touched one before?” He asked.

I just shook my head. Never someone else’s, never from this angle, and never with these small feminine hands.

“But you’ve at least seen one?”

“In videos and pictures.” I answered softly.

“Wow.” He was shocked at how innocent I seemed. My half truths seemed to make him grow even harder in my hand.

I formed up my grip and started to pull the skin of his shaft down as my hand approached the base. I could see it pulling the skin at the head of his cock tight. I leaned forward, my breasts grazing his legs, and dribbled some saliva onto him. The writhed as it landed, dribbled down, and pooped above my hand. I loosened my grip enough to let the newly added lube creep between him and my hand. It was definitely more slick now as I started to slide my hand up and down on his shaft. His eyes stayed glued to my face, studying my every reaction, while his hands found my chest and started to fondle my breasts and tease my nipples.

“Mmmm” was all I could muster. He responded the same way.

I inched forward and tried to push my way between his closed legs. He spread them open to allow me access and I took the opportunity to get as close as I could. His hands were forced away from my breasts as they pressed into his inner thighs. My face was only inches from his cock. I pursued my lips and blew cool air across his balls. He squirmed slightly as the skin on his sack formed tiny bumps. I leaned closed and my lips met his hard shaft. I planted a tiny kiss where they landed. More light kisses followed and my mouth opened in front of his balls. I tingled my head forward and took one of them into my mouth while the hand stroking him sped up slightly.

“Oh god, Claire.” He said. His eyes left my face for the first time when his head rolled back and a deep moan left his throat. I moved my thumb over the tip to collect all the silky smooth precum I could and smeared it all over his head. My hand continued to move faster as I tickled his ball with my tongue. I could hear the slight moans and groans escaping his lips. He cock grew harder and fought back against my grip. I knew what this meant and slowed my stroking to nearly nothing and I moved my head away from his crotch.

He looked straight into my eyes with a burning desire, “please,” he begged, “I was almost there.”

“Not yet, I told you this was at my pace right?”

“Mm-hmm” he looked frustrated.

“And I haven’t tasted this yet.” I whispered as I pulled his cock out towards my face placing my lips on the tip. This is something I never considered doing a week ago, but here I was about to take the plunge while the excitement of it all kept my panties soaking wet. I let my lips part ever so slightly as his head moved between them. He practically growled with pleasure. I relaxed my lips and let them slide over the shaft of his hard cock. I took him as deep as I could without any discomfort only to find my lips only hit the mid point of his shaft. I wrapped my hand around him so that my hand and lips were in constant contact, I always remembered that making it feel like it was going in deeper. My other hand returned to teasing his soft sack. I held my position for a moment and swirled my tongue around his shaft and head before forcing a quick swallow to stimulate his head further. I slowly moved my mouth up and a loud slurp echoed through the room as he cock left my mouth. I started to stroke him vigorously while I let my tongue dance around the tip of his cock. The taste of his precum slowly took over my mouth.

“Fuck. Claire.” He uttered. His hands found their way to the back of my head and urged it lower. I took him back into my mouth matching pace with my hand.

“Claire.” He groaned. I felt a swell of power within me. He can’t even form the words to express how he was feeling and it was because of me. I inched closer and dropped his balls and removed my hand from his cock. My mouth had become more comfortable with his presence and I was also to take more now than before. My head continued to bob on his cock and his hands continued to twist themselves into my long hair. I pulled up, keeping only the tip in my mouth and thrusted my chest forward. The base of his cock sat perfectly between him tits. I pressed them together and swirled my tongue around his head a few more time.

I raised my eyes to find him staring down at me, “Fuck … Claire …. fuck” his eyes were glassy and I felt his cock stiffen again as he saw me looking up at him. I had complete control over Greg at this moment. I knew he was close to cumming and I knew that what was about to happen was my doing and mine alone. I controlled if I would let him cum and when. I pressed me breasts tighter against his cock and took as much of him into my mouth as I could reach. My head bobbed on him furiously, saliva running down his shaft. My tongue flicked around his head on every up stroke.

“Claire!” He called out. I loved hearing him say my new name in uncontrollable bursts.

“I’m. I’m gonna.” He couldn’t even complete his sentence. I kept going without slowing until he called out “Claire!” again. I braved for what was about to follow. I pulled my chest back and my breasts fell away from his cock. I plunged him into my throat as far as he could go. My lips were now resting at the very base of his cock. It swelled up filling my mouth completely before I felt the first shot hit the back of my throat like a shotgun. I wanted to gag but was too turned on for my reflexes to work. I started forcing my throat to swallow little bits at a time. His cock fought against my mouth, trying its best to break free as he fired stream after stream into my throat, every last bit sliding straight down. I knew the strongest bursts were done and moved my head up. I kept just enough of him in my mouth to let the last bit of his cum pool on my tongue. His cock settled and started deflating in my mouth. I let it slip out and it slapped against his stomach. I looked him in the eyes again and let his cum dribble out of my mouth and back onto his cock. I leaned it and licked it back off while maintaining eye contact. He jumped and writhed with every lick. I lifted his cock again and squeezed another drop out which I licked straight off of the tip. I smirked at him and swallowed.

“Claire. That was …” he trailed off. His head leaned back and he sighed that special sigh of relief and contentment.

“You liked that?” It came out as more of a statement.

“Mmmm,” was the only answer he could come up with.

I plopped myself down beside Greg on the couch, leaning in to him and letting my hands wander his toned chest. He leaned over and kissed me, I returned the kiss. My mouth hungered for his still and my pussy ached to be touched.

He broke the kiss, “Your turn?”

I pushed away from him and laid across the couch with my thighs over his naked lap. “I thought you’d never ask.” I responded with a smirk and a slight giggle. He lifted my legs off of him and stood up. His now limp cock bounced and jiggled with every move he made. I was still fixated on it.

He knelt down beside the couch and kissed me deeply before letting his mouth wander down to my breast. He pulled my nipple into his mouth and his hand found its way to my knee. His tongue caressed my nipple and his fingers glided gently along my inner thigh. I squirmed with anticipation. He brushed past the wet spot on my panties and I raised my hips to try and get him to touch me but he moved past it too quickly. I felt his fingers slips under the waistband of my panties. It tickled enough that my stomach pulled in allowing him a better grasp. In one quick motion my panties were around my knees and I could feel him eying the turf of blonde hair right above my slit. I lifted my legs and he slipped them the rest of the way down.

I felt is large strong hand grab the leg closest to him and guide it off of the couch. My foot hit the floor and I felt myself spread open for him. I didn’t need to touch myself to feel how slick I was in anticipation. I bit my lower lip and closed my eyes as his hand worked it was up my inner thigh again. I finally felt his fingers come in contact with my lips, he slipped between them to lubricate his fingers. His wet fingers glided along my lips until he found my rigid clit waiting for him. The energy that shot through my body almost caused me to cum instantly. I had enjoyed playing with it myself but feeling someone else touch it made my mind turn off and process nothing but the ecstasy of his touch. His finger slid up over my tiny bulge and then started to rub tiny circles over it.

“A little higher,” I uttered. He obeyed instantly and his finger landed just above the hood, his small circles catching it most of the time. I could feel the warmth growing through me. He was going to get me off really fast. I had been aching for this since he first told me he was on his way over. I squirmed and moaned as my body started tingling all over.

“Don’t stop…” I moaned. I could tell I was about to be overwhelmed. My breathing quickened and all I could let out were small pants and moans. My legs tensed up and my hands gripped the couch, the only thing they could grab. My moaning became louder and my whole body shook as the orgasm took over. I spasmed a few times, but Greg managed to keep his finger right where I needed it. I shook and moaned until the feeling dulled and Greg moves his finger away. I thought he was done.

I felt Greg’s strong hands wrap themselves around my thighs. I almost shot straight up when I felt his mouth cover me. He sucked in my wetness and proved my hole with his tongue. The moaning started up again. I could feel his tongue caressing my opening without digging its way inside. My fingers pushed their way through his hair as his tongue moved its way upwards. His warm tongue made contact with my clit and I was wracked by another small orgasm.

“Greg! Keep going.” I demanded. His tongue began to work my rigid clit, occasionally flicking over top of it and sometimes tracing circles around it. I could feel his saliva mixing with my juices. My hands clenched up and gripped his hair tightly as he teased and pleasured me. I felt it coming on again. The tingling growing through my body. I was panting and moaning in pleasure. I pitied the neighbors but didn’t care enough to stop. I couldn’t form words so I just kept moaning as I felt my body tense up. The first spasm almost threw him off as my hips jerked up into his face. He held on as my body jerked again and again. My moaning got even louder as the jerking stopped and I could only quiver and squirm as a chain of mini orgasms followed the main event in quick succession. I couldn’t take any more.

“Enough. Enough.” I whispered. It was all I could manage. He didn’t stop right away, but as soon as I broke down into a fit of uncontrollable giggles he finally pulled his mouth off of my pussy.

“No more. I can’t take it.” I managed between the giggling. I put my hands on either side of his face and pulled him in for the wettest kiss I’ve ever had in my life. I could taste myself all through his mouth. I kissed him long and deep. That was a fantastic ride.

I remained naked on the couch and watched him get dressed. His flaccid cock bobbed around as he found his clothes. My eyes locked themselves into his tight ass as he bent down to pick them up. I wanted more. I wanted to hold on to that ass as tightly as I could while he fucked my brain out. But that would be for tomorrow night before he left town. I tried to stand and show him to the door, but my legs were like jelly. He kissed me good bye and asked if I’d be in touch tomorrow. I promised I would be and he left.

I waited half an hour on the couch before sending him a picture of my naked body. “I still can’t move. Hope you fuck as well as you lick ;)”

He responded with a picture of his hard cock, “You can tell me tomorrow.”

With that I fell asleep on the couch. Completely worn out and anticipating the next night.

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