Matt and I spent the summer before we went off to college obsessing about Mrs. Jones, who lived down the street from both of us. It was the typical guy fantasy. Even though she had just smiled at us when she was walking past, we imagined that her husband was away on business so often that she wanted us. Matt would talk about what she would do if one of us showed up on the porch some hot summer afternoon.
He said she would answer the door in a summer dress and he would be able to see the outline of her breasts. She would smile that winning smile and invite him in. Matt would say, "I was wondering if you need me to do anything like mow the lawn while your husband is gone?" Mrs. Jones would say, "No, but I do need something else very badly." Matt would say, "What is that" and she would say, "I need you to fuck me long and hard." And Matt would say, "Get ready to be taken for a ride, Mrs. Jones." And Mrs. Jones would respond, "Let's see what you've got, big boy." and lead him into the bedroom.
When he would talk about it, I would laugh, telling him that Mrs. Jones wouldn't say that to him in a million years. We made a pledge to show up on her porch at 4 the next day. Matt said if I didn't show up, he was going to give it a try without me.
I was so tired the next day that I decided to take a nap before heading to Mrs. Jones' house. It was an incredibly deep sleep. I felt like I was watching my body from outside the body. Before my own eyes my body was transforming into Mrs. Jones' body in every detail!
I woke up at 355 and I was lying on a bed in a strange house. I was a long haired brunette with nice boobs- Mrs. Jones! There was a knock on the door. I didn't know how I got in her body but there was no way I was going to answer that door. But it was so strange. I didn't feel like myself, I felt like a woman, like Mrs. Jones.
Then I heard my own feminine voice call out "Just a minute..." I got up and smoothed out by sexy summer dress and headed for the door. It was like now I was in her body I was going to do whatever she would have done.
So I opened the door and there was a young stud, my friend Matt. He looked at my boobs first and blushed when he realized I was watching him do it.
I said, "Matt, nice to see you, come in." I couldn't believe what I was saying. He said, "Mrs. Jones I was wondering whether you need me to do anything like mow the lawn while your husband is gone. I couldn't stop myself from saying, "No but I do need something else very badly." I even sighed! Of course he said, "What's that" hoping against hope. I said, "I need you to fuck me long and hard." I could tell he was getting long and hard listening to my request. He said with a swagger. "Get ready to be taken for a ride Mrs. Jones." And he put his hand on my butt! I couldn't believe it. He was already unzipping. I was in Mrs. Jones body and my friend with a big cock was going to "do" me. And I couldn't help but ask for it. I tried to regain my confidence. I said, "Let's see what you've got, big boy" and I grabbed that big cock in my feminine hand and led him into the bedroom. His cock was still growing.
He took my dress off in a second. It was clear that Mrs. Jones wanted it badly and even more clear that Mattt was going to give it to her-me! big time. I was lying on the bed and his erection seemed huge. And then he was inside me up to the hilt and it was huge. I moaned and whimpered. He was rubbing across my pleasure center. I never knew what it was like for a woman to have an orgasm but I was about to find out.
He fucked me harder and harder. I could feel myself losing control and then he started bucking wildly putting that cock about a foot inside me. Omigod. Omigod. I screamed with pleasure. I couldn't get enough of that feeling.
We were lying there afterward. I knew he soon would be ready to fuck me again. I reached down and grabbed his cock and said, "You are going to fuck me everytime my husband is away." As I wrapped my legs around his back, he said, "I know"
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