From the moment I opened my eyes as her, all I could think about was what this body really needed. It’s so sensitive, even just my clothing is enough to make me shudder. She has needs, and she is me.
When she broke up with me I fought against the instinct to hide. Hiding wouldn’t save me from the pain, but getting out there again and trying something new just might. Something very new, a completely different perspective.
Now when I walk down the street, people notice me. They smile and they flirt with a beautiful woman and I find myself flirting right back. I love the attention, but I want more.
By the end of my first day as her I can hardly help myself. I dress up in all the pretty things that I bought today. I run my hands over this body and I moan so loudly, thinking that I am all alone.
But I’m not.
My landlord catches me and he doesn’t see me as anything but what I am. A pretty young co-ed, sweet and innocent and dressed in so very little. He takes in the curves of my body with a hunger that makes me tremble.
And the need that I’ve felt all day roars for attention. It tells me that he’s older and stronger. Handsome and built and wise enough to know how to please a woman.
By the time I’m in his arms and his lips are on mine I know that I’m lost. This needy body has made me want him and I’m going to let him test my limits.
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“Mr. Edwards,” I moaned for him, “You’re so strong.”
“I like it when you call me that,” he told me, squeezing my ass so hard I was sure that there would be the red memory of his hands on my skin come morning.
He released his hold and spanked me once, almost lightly but still enough to sting. I mewled like the pretty young co-ed that I was and squirmed on his lap.
“Do I deserve to be punished, Mr. Edwards?”
I pouted for him and he snapped forward and caught my bottom lip with his teeth. He tugged on it lightly and then kissed me hard, pressing his tongue into my mouth this time.
There was such strength and hunger in him. So much eager need for me. I knew this was a man that would take a mountain to satisfy, but god I had to hope that I would be enough.
“Oh Mr. Edwards,” I moaned as his lips left mine and latched onto my neck, “I want to be enough for you. Will you teach me how to be enough for you? Will you show me what a woman should do?”
He bit my neck and it hurt, but it hurt so good. His hands slid under the bottom of my shirt, slipping around to the front of me and playing up and up my tummy until they were pressing at the bottoms of my breasts.
But with his hands on my body, he couldn’t hold me still anymore.
I giggled as I slipped away, giving a little twirl once I was back on my feet that had enough force to the spin that I felt my shirt balloon up and show him all of my panties before I spun back forwards and tumbled against him.
He reached for me again but I pushed his hands away.
“Not yet, Mr. Edwards,” I chastised him, “I need to earn your hands on my body. I need to earn my satisfaction. I want to make you feel good first, Sir. I just need to know how.”
While I spoke my fingers worked at his belt and I licked my lips when I was finished, making it oh so clear to him what I intended on doing. Blowjobs had been a particular fixation of mine. I couldn’t wrap my head around what it would feel like to have something hot and hard and alive slipping past my lips, and while I was eager to understand the sensation of having him deep within me in a satisfying way I wanted to taste him first.
Falling to my knees and taking his pants to the ground with me. My hands slid up his thighs and over his bulge as I moaned and leaned forward to press my lips against the fabric. I could see the size of it better now and it was big. Thicker than I could have imagined and pushing for attention, so hard that it throbbed as I pressed myself against it.
Eagerly I unwrapped him, tugging it down so quickly that his cock slapped up and hit me in the cheek. I giggled and moaned at the same time, reaching for him the first moment I could and wrapping my hands around it.
“I’ve never seen a cock this big,” I said to him, entirely truthfully, “I didn’t know they could get this fucking big.”