Hey, y’all! The story I am going to share with you is strictly fictional and a fantasy of mine. Let me say that this story isn’t for everyone. I hope those that do read it keep in mind that it is only a naughty fantasy of a naughty girl and nothing else. Ben has helped with the “conversation” segments between him and me in this story. Thank you, babe!
God Bless y’all and Stay Horny!
I can’t help but smile as I pick up the strap-on harness from the floor next to our bed. I think back to the night before when Ben and I enjoyed a pegging session.
My dear husband had requested that I peg him that night. Usually, I am the one who initiates pegging, believe it or not. I enjoy the feeling of being the dominant one and pleasing him. Not to mention, it turns me on to wear the strap-on and be able to penetrate him.
” You want some of this dick, baby!” I said to him as I slowly applied a generous amount of coconut oil to the shaft of the fake cock.
Ben lay on his back slowly, stroking his hard cock. He grinned and said, “Shut up and just give it to me!” He then lifted his legs and bent his knees, giving me a good view of his asshole.
Ben groaned deeply as I began to apply more of the tropical oil in and around his “man-pussy,” as I like to sometimes refer to his asshole. He continued to stroke his cock as I prepared him for pegging.
” Don’t you dare cum!” I said to him as I worked a well-oiled finger in and out of his ass. He absolutely loves for me to finger him there.
When I finally had us both ready for action, I moved up between his legs and positioned the fake cock at the entrance of his tight anal opening. Ben groaned again as I slowly pushed the head of the fake dick into his ass.
” Damn, baby! Your man-pussy is so tight!” I say as I slowly pushed deeper.
Ben moaned and continued to jerk himself off as I slowly began to work the fake dick in and out. The look of pleasure on his face blessed me and turned me on tremendously.
” Oh, fuck! Go easy, baby! Fuck!” Ben growled in a deep, gravelly voice.
” You like it, baby! You like my dick in your ass! I wish I had a real dick and could feel the pleasure of your man-pussy gripping it!” I said, continuing to hump his butt slowly.
” Fuck! Gina, I’m going to cum! Fuck!” Ben bellowed as he stroked his cock faster. Then he began to ejaculate ropes of his thick creamy cum onto his groin, stomach, and chest.
I snap out of my daydream and put the harness back into its proper place in our toy box we keep under our bed. Then I lie back on the pillows and jill off with my fingers to a very satisfying orgasm.
It is a lovely day out, so I decide to sit by the pool and do some reading while also getting a little sun. I am nude, of course, as Ben and I have transitioned to a nudist lifestyle.
I read for a while, then take a quick dip in the pool to cool my sun-warmed body before going back inside. The water feels so good against my skin and so relaxing.
After getting out of the pool, I dry off and walk back indoors. I make myself a sandwich for lunch, then decide to take a little nap. I just love a good afternoon siesta whenever I am not working and have the opportunity.
I’ve slept for what seems like only a few minutes when a strange sound awakens me. It is a loud, humming noise that I’ve never heard before, and it reverberates throughout the house.
” What in the world?” I say as I get out of bed. I grab my robe and slip it on just in case I have to make a quick exit. I pick up my cell phone to call Ben, but can’t get through. I have a good signal and charge, but can’t call out.
Suddenly the house begins to shake, not very violently, but strong enough to scare the living daylights out of me. The thought of an earthquake entered my mind. But earthquakes are not frequent where we live in the South. I try another call to Ben, but once again, my attempt fails. The whole situation starts freaking me out.
“Fuck this! I am out of here!” I say to myself and begin to make my way to the front door. Just as I am about to reach for the knob, a blinding white light fills the room. The humming and shaking stop as quickly as they started.
“Hello, Gina!” I hear a soft feminine voice say as the bright light begins to fade away.
I turn to see a beautiful woman standing in the middle of my living room. Her hair is white, almost glowing, and she wears white lace lingerie, garters, and white stockings. Her breasts appear very prominent and pushed up, almost overflowing from the top.
“Who are you? And what are you doing in my house?!” I exclaim.
The woman smiles, then says in a very soft, almost comforting voice, “Why, I am your fairy godmother, child.”
” Fairy godmother! You mean like a Cinderella-type fairy godmother? Fairy godmothers don’t exist, and if they did, I doubt they would look anything like you,” I say.
The woman smiles and says, “You were expecting a much older woman with a magic wand, I suppose.”
“Well, if fairy godmothers existed, then yes, that is what I would expect,” I reply, then suddenly noticed that I had let my gown fall open. I quickly close it.
“I completely understand, dear. And theirs no need to cover yourself. The unclothed body is a beautiful thing. Why don’t you have a seat,” the woman says, then settles on my couch.
“So what exactly are you doing here? Are you going to grant me three wishes or make me a pair of glass slippers or something?” I say as I sit on the opposite end of the sofa.
The woman laughs, then says, “Oh no, my dear! I deal in much more personal and intimate things. You see, I am your godmother for sexual fantasies and desires. ”
“Sorry to say, but I think you are full of bologna!” I reply. “If you are who you say you are, then prove it! Do some magic or something! I should call the police, but my phone doesn’t seem to be working. ” I mutter.
The woman smiles, then adjusts her breast in her top and says, “Your doubts are fully understandable, darling, and don’t worry about your phone. It’s fine. You may call whomever you wish. However, I must tell you that I can only be seen and heard by you.”
“So basically, you are a figment of my imagination. This is unbelievable! I am obviously losing my mind!” I say with a laugh.
The woman laughs too and says, “No, dear, you are not losing your mind. You see, I am here to fulfill a desire of yours. Let’s just say it’s a gift of sorts. But this gift is only yours for twenty-four hours. Once given, it cannot be reversed until an entire day and night have passed.”
I laugh and reply, “Really?! Well, what is it? Sorry, but I am fresh out of pumpkins. Is it supposed to self-destruct or something after twenty-four hours?”
“In due time, child, and let’s hope not. But first, you must relax. I want you to close your eyes and picture your husband,” she says.
“This is totally crazy! But okay.” I say, then close my eyes.
“Are you picturing your husband? Let everything else go and focus only on him,” the woman says.
A smile crosses my lips as I picture my handsome husband in my mind. It isn’t hard to do, as I think about him all the time.
“Ok, now what?” I say.
“Sssssh! Don’t speak. Just concentrate on your love for your husband, the man joined to you in love and marriage. The man who loves you and pleases you in your marriage bed, a deep love granted to you by the grace of God.” I can feel her move closer to me, then touch my shoulder.
I begin to feel a bit emotional, and a tear runs down my cheek. Then suddenly, a warm feeling of arousal comes over me. My nipples start to stiffen, and I can feel myself getting wet.
“What’s happening to me? I feel so, I feel so… Ohhhhhh, God! I think I’m gonna… Ohhhhhhh!” I squeal as a very intense orgasm washes over my body. It spasms with pleasure as my toes curl, and my hand reaches down and cups my pussy.
As my orgasm subsides, I lay back on the sofa, breathing heavily. My robe is open, exposing my nude body except for where one hand remains covering my pussy.
“Are you alright, child?” the mysterious woman says with a smile.
“I am so sorry! I don’t know what came over me. I mean, I know, but that has never happened to me before. At least not without some sort of physical stimulation. Wow!” I say as I put my hands over my face.
“The power of true love is an amazing thing. Why don’t you rest now,” the woman suggests softly and gently squeezes my forearm.
“Wait a minute! Don’t tell me that was the gift. I don’t have problems with my orgasms!” I say.
“No, child. That gift was given to you by a higher and more powerful authority than me. You rest now,” the woman replies as I drift off to sleep.
When I finally awake, I am in my bed. I rub my eyes and looked around the empty room. The house is quiet, and my robe hangs on the closet door in its usual spot. When I pick up my cell phone, it seems to be in good working order.
“What a weird dream!” I say to myself and stretch. I then notice a strange sensation between my legs and an odd lump under the blanket and sheet over my lap. I reach to feel.
“What the fuck!” I say as I kick away the covers. I scream at what I find.
I have a dick! Not only a dick but balls as well.
“No way! This can’t be real!” I say as I touch my new appendage with my hand. I then walk to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror and am amazed at what I see. I am the same Gina in every way except for what hangs between my legs.
Then I remember the dream. Or was it a dream? Is this the so-called “gift” the mysterious woman had mentioned? Was I still asleep?
“Okay, very funny! Haha! I don’t know if you can hear me, but the joke’s over! Can you fix this, please?” I say.
Suddenly I hear that familiar voice say, “Twenty-four hours, dear. Remember, it won’t reverse until the time has expired.”
“But I have a husband! How in the world am I going to explain this? What if he wants to fu…I mean, make love? This will freak him out!”
“Do you not remember the last time you two were intimate? Did you not say you desired to have a real cock to satisfy yourself while satisfying him?” the voice asks.
” People say a lot of things in the heat of passion,” I retort but get no response.
I go back to the bedroom, “my cock” dancing with each step. I laugh as it reminds me of how Ben’s cock moves when he walks. I sit on the edge of the bed, trying to figure out how in the world am I going to explain this to Ben.
“Hi, babe! My fairy godmother dropped in today. And look, now I have a cock and balls for twenty-four hours! What do you think?” I say, then laugh. It sounds so ridiculous that I still can’t believe it.
I look down at my new appendage and touch it lightly with my fingers, tracing up and down the shaft. It begins to respond to my touch. I like how it feels to caress it this way, to take it in my hand and rub it as it begins to stiffen.
“Oh, wow! I am actually getting hard! I am getting a hard-on! Shit!” I say with a laugh as I continue to play with my new body part. Soon it is standing fully erect.
Taking from what I have seen my husband Ben do, I spit some saliva into my hand, apply it to “my” rock hard cock, and begin stroking it.
“Oh, that feels nice! Oh, yes!” I say with a laugh as my excitement grows. After only a few strokes, I feel my orgasm start to build up inside me.
“Ohhhhhhh, God! I’m gonna cum! Ohhhhhhh, shit!” I exclaim. I look down and watch as my sex juices spurt from “my dick” onto my hand, groin, and the floor.
“Wow! I have semen too! This is too wild!” I gasp.
“Your orgasms and juices are your own, my child. Only the physical way you experience your orgasms has changed. It does not change who you are inside,” the woman’s voice says.
” You mean to tell me that this is my actual juices and not semen?” I ask as I examine the sex fluid on my hand, then give it a taste. “Well, it definitely puts a different twist on female ejaculation,” I say as I stand and walk to the bathroom for a damp rag to clean myself and the floor.
I try to go about my household duties like normal, but can’t keep my hands away from “my” cock and balls. Soon I become fully erect again, and my desire grows.
“How do guys accomplish anything with one of these distracting them all the time?!” I say as I grab a couple of paper towels and sit on the sofa. Once again, I spit into my hand and start to “jerk off.”
I last longer this time and am lost in my pleasurable activity when suddenly the front door opens, and in walks Ben. I cannot cover myself quickly enough, and his jaw drops at what he sees.
“Oh, shit! Ben! Your home early! I can explain!” I say as I finally manage to cover myself with a cushion, but it’s too late.
Ben shuts the front door and stares at me for a moment in total shock. “What tha…? How tha…? Gina, you have a cock! Or am I just seeing things?” Ben says.
” I know, and you’re not seeing things! Babe, if you sit down, I will try to explain this whole situation, though I still find it hard to believe myself,” I reply.
Ben sits in his recliner dumbfounded as I start to explain about my fairy godmother and how I ended up with a cock and balls. The more I explain it to him, the more ridiculous it sounds.
“So you’re telling me that this situation will only last for twenty-four hours, then you go back to normal?” Ben asks.
” That is what I was told by the woman—or fairy godmother,” I answer.
We sit silently for several minutes, and it starts making me a bit nervous. Finally, he says, “Gina, I have to ask. When I walked in, were you masturbating?”
I look at him and smile. Blushing, I say, “Busted! Yes, I was. How do you go about your day with this thing getting hard all the time!”
We both laugh, and it seems to break the tension a bit. Then he says, “So you can have an erection. Can you ejaculate as well?”
“Yes, I can ejaculate. But here is the weird part,” I say.
“Oh, it gets weird, huh?” Ben says with a laugh.
“According to what I was told, I don’t ejaculate semen. Instead, it is my own natural juices. The only thing that’s changed, aside from the visually obvious, is the way I physically achieve my orgasms. It does not change who I am inside,” I reply.
“So, you’re saying you ejaculate your pussy juices?” Ben says with a chuckle as his eyes drift to my now softened appendage.
“You could say that,” I reply.
“Wow! Well, I guess we will have to deal with it for 24 hours then.” Ben’s eyes once again drift to “my dick.”
We talk for a few more minutes; then, he leaves to take his shower. He returns minutes later, nude and looking clean and refreshed with his dark hair combed straight back. He looks simply delicious.
We sit and eat sandwiches since I don’t feel like cooking. After eating, we retreat to the living room to watch some television. He sits in his recliner, and I lie on the sofa. Occasionally, I see him glance over at me, then quickly avert his eyes back to the tv.
“You know it isn’t fair, don’t you?” I say.
“What isn’t fair?” He replies.
“You have a bigger dick than I do!” I say with a grin.
We both laugh, then I tell him that I am going to take my shower and go to bed. I get up from the sofa, walk over to him, and kiss him.
“I love you,” I say.
“Love you, too,” Ben replies as I once again see him gaze at “my” cock.
After my shower, I walk nude to the bedroom and see Ben’s naked form bent over his bedside table, clearing the clutter. He looks so sexy, and my desire for him begins to grow. “My cock” begins to respond to the visual stimulation as well.
I walk over to my husband and kiss him lightly on the shoulder. I then reach down and begin to fondle his cock. He looks over at me, and we kiss as his cock starts to swell.
“I love you so much and want you so badly!” I say as I take his hand and place it on my own growing erection. He doesn’t remove his hand, and my heart pounds with excitement.
” I love you too, my sweet Gina. I want you too, but this is really awkward, you know?”
I kiss him again and say, “I know it is, babe. It is for me as well. Tomorrow everything will be back to normal, and we can make love normally as man and wife. But I want to make love to you tonight! I don’t want to wait until tomorrow.”
I have Ben sit on the edge of the bed and stand between his legs. As his eyes again alight on “my” hardening cock, I can’t help but smile. I get down on my knees and admire his thickening meat before kissing the head and flicking my tongue teasingly around the tip. Then I take him into my mouth.
Ben groans as I begin sucking his dick and places his hand on the back of my now bobbing head. “Yes! Suck it! Suck my cock!” he groans.
I continue sucking him for a minute or two, then much to his displeasure, I stop. His dick rock hard, my sexy husband gives me a quizzical look.
“What did you stop for?” he asks.
I rise to my feet and stand before him. “My dick” is rock hard as well and juts out from my groin like a spear. “Babe, you know how the thought of you sucking your own dick excites me?” I say.
Ben smiles. “Gina darlin’, we have been down that road before. It was years ago and not gonna happen again, believe me!”
“Oh, I know! However, would you consider possibly sucking mine?” I say as I move closer to him. “My dick” now stands only inches from his face.
“Gina!” Ben laughs, then sobers, and says, “Are you serious?”
“Why not? I am still the woman you married and stuck in this situation till tomorrow. Might as well explore all the naughty scenarios,” I say as I run my fingers through his hair.
“Gina, you are crazy! But I love you just the same,” Ben replies, then puts his hands on my hips and, as if in slow motion, takes the head of “my dick” into his mouth.
He only has it there for a few seconds, but the feeling and erotic visual quickly become too much.
“Oh, Ben! Ohhhhhhh, Ba-baby! I’m gonna cum! Gonna cu-cummmm! Fuck!” I cry as I push his mouth away and explode onto his face and chest. My legs quiver and I almost lose my balance as “my cock” throbs and expels my sex juices.
I step back and gaze upon my loving husband as my juices drip from his chin and run down his chest. His cock is in his hand as he rapidly beats himself off, using my juices for lubrication.
“Ahhhhhh, Fuck!” Ben growls as he begins to ejaculate in strong spurts that mix with my juices.
“Well, that was different,” my loving husband says moments later as he slowly milks the remaining cum from his cock.
I laugh and say, “Yes, it was! I think a shower is needed, don’t you? Thank you for granting my request. I know this whole ordeal is quite mind-blowing. I love you so much!”
“That would be an understatement! I love you too. However, I must admit that I will be so glad when I have my sweet, beautiful wife back to normal again.” Ben takes my hand, and we walk to the bathroom for a shower.
After we’ve cleaned up, Ben and I lay in bed together, not saying much. Ben clicks on the television since neither of us feels sleepy. Naturally, he puts it on the History channel. As he watches the TV, my eyes are on him, and my desire for him begins to grow again. I move over next to him and lightly kiss his cheek. He smells so good, and I can feel “my cock” starting to rise with my desire.
I nuzzle my face into his neck and kiss him. I nibble at his ear lobe, then throw a leg over his and put “my cock” against his warm thigh, slowly humping at it as it grows harder.
” I want to fuck you! I want to put “my dick” inside your tight man-pussy and fuck!” I whisper into his ear.
Ben looks at me and says, “Already! It hasn’t been that long! I am in no way ready. ”
” Well, I guess I don’t need much recoup time! Remember, I am the same on the inside, so my horniness is the same as before this,” I reply.
I kiss and suck at his nipple before getting out of bed and walking to the bathroom to retrieve the coconut oil. My cock dances and sways as I put a little more emphasis on my hip movements.
Ben laughs and says, “Gina, you are unbelievable! This whole thing is unbelievable! Are you sure about this?”
“Don’t I look sure!” I reply as I wrap my hand around “my” swollen cock and hold it as I get into bed. “Now spread and lift your legs!” I demand.
Ben lifts his legs and pulls his knees to his chest. I pour some coconut oil into my hands and oil them up, then apply a generous amount in and around his tight asshole, just like last night. He groans slightly as I finger him. I then use some on his cock and balls, massaging him for a few moments. His dick slowly begins to show signs of life.
“Rub your cock for me while I oil up,” I say. I lubricate “my” erection as I watch Ben play with his slowly stiffening dick. My slick hand feels so good wrapped around the shaft, but I don’t linger long as I don’t want to cum and spoil this moment.
I move in between his legs and tickle his balls with my fingers. He groans in approval as he continues to stroke his now semi-erection. I take a couple of deep breaths to try and calm myself, then guide the head of “my cock” to his anal entrance.
” Are you ready, babe?” I ask as my heart pounds from excitement and desire.
Ben nods his head and begins taking slow deep breaths. Putting one hand on his knee, I slowly push the head of “my dick” into his tight man-pussy. Ben groans deeply and stops stroking his cock for a moment.
“You’re so tight! Baby, this is so hot!” I say as I push deeper into him and look upon our connection.
Ben groans again and resumes jerking his cock. He is now almost fully erect as I slowly pull back, then push in. I am now fucking my husband in slow, deliberate strokes.
“Oh, baby! Your man-pussy feels so good!” I say as my thrusts slowly increase in tempo. The tightness of his ass and the overall horny excitement soon get the better of me as I feel my orgasm starting to build.
“Baby! Ohhhhhhh, Ben! I’m gonna cum! Baby, beat your meat faster and cum with me! Ohhhhhhhhh, Ben! I’m gonna cum inside you! Fuuuuuuck!” I squeal as “my cock” throbs and begins pumping my juices into his ass.
A couple of minutes later, Ben groans and ejaculates a gusher of his cum while his man-pussy clenches around “my dick.”
“I love you so much!” I say.
“I love you too!” Ben replies.
As promised, everything returns to normal the next day, and Ben and I make love as man and wife with his dick in my pussy. As we fuck, I catch sight of my fairy godmother standing at the foot of the bed. She smiles at me, then vanishes.
“Thank you!” I say.
“What did you say?” Ben says, stopping his thrusting.
“Thank you for loving me and making all my dreams come true!” I say.
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