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The Secret
Please start with this series on Part 1. Some of this may not make sense if you don’t.
Note: I am dealing with two people. Andy, the man who died. Andi, the teenager whose body Andy is trapped in. In the story I use first person singular (I, me, my, mine) for Andy’s thoughts and third person feminine singular (she, her, hers, herself) for Andi’s body. Eventually I will refer to both Andy’s thoughts and Andi’s body in the first person singular.
Although this is a fictitious story (or is it). Facts stated in this are based in science.
List of characters:
Andy: The man who died and took over Andi’s body
Maria: Andy’s wife and now widow
Hank: Maria’s boyfriend
Abby: Andy and Maria’s daughter
Tina and Ned: Andi’s parents
Andi: Tina and Ned’s daughter. Beautiful young lady whose mind was switched with Andy
Mary Sue: Andi’s roommate
Bill: Mary Sue’s boyfriend
Donna and Mike: Mary Sue’s parents
Ralph, Tom and Frank: Three of Andi’s fuck buddies
Misty: Andi’s lesbian lover
I again had gotten straight A’s though my sophomore year. I again received a congratulatory letter telling me I had made the President’s List, it also told me I received a scholarship that paid for my next semester’s tuition. Tina and Ned were again thrilled I was lowering my college costs. I had been invited to join Beta Beta Beta a national collegiate honor society and academic fraternity for undergraduate biology students.
Maria finally started dating someone. He was a local lawyer named Hank. Hank had never been married and was a known as a “playboy”. I told her she needed to have him take a STD test before she started to fuck him without condoms. Hank finally agreed and the two of them were fucking like rabbits. Maria suggested that I could stay over from time to time, but I know that just wasn’t going to work. She even suggested we could do a ménage à trios. That I would not do under any circumstance. I asked Maria what make Hank such a good lover. She used the old line, “It’s not the size of the wand, but the skill of the magician”. Hank had an average size cock, but was great at foreplay, especially oral sex. He also seemed to be able to fuck forever. Maria told me she was always horny because of him. I was jealous, but happy for Maria.
My sideline of helping frustrated wives and fulfilling husbands’ fantasies was going so well I was able to purchase a used 1997 Jeep Grand Cherokee. Mary Sue said I looked like an old woman when I drove it. I bought it because I knew I could make it through any weather. I actually went through several Grand Cherokees before I found one I wanted to keep. I would look at one, if I liked it I would buy it. I had struck up a relationship with a local repair shop. I had them really look over the car and if they found a problem that wasn’t easily fixed, I would sell the car and start the process over again. I really took advantage of my good looks and killer body.
When I bought or sold a car I would make sure I took positions that exposed me. I would wear a short tennis skirt and a black thong. I would lean over and expose my ass with the thong leaving a dark line where my pussy was. You would be surprised how much you could get a guy to drop the price of his car by doing this. Same was true when selling. I would always list the car way over market value and let the buyer “talk me down” while I “accidently” exposing myself. After I went through five of six cars, I had actually made a couple thousand dollars even with repair shop costs.
The boys at the local repair shop loved me. I usually dressed modest around them with just a hint of sexy. I think what intrigued them was how someone that looked like me know so much about cars. When I went to the license bureau, a woman behind the counter told me if I bought and sold too many more cars, I would have to get a dealer’s license. I finally found a car that was right for me.
Ironically, I bought the car I kept from a widow. Her husband purchased just before he was diagnosed with terminal cancer. She had trouble parting with it, even though she didn’t like driving it. I paid her the asking price. When I bought the Jeep it had around 20,000 miles. When I finally got rid of it, it had over 150,000 miles with very few problems during its life.
My sideline business was going great. There were two groups of customers. One group was couples who wanted to experience a threesome. I could almost always count on several orgasms while fucking the husband or wife or both. The other group was women who had never experienced an orgasm. Some were in their 60s and thought they could never cum, but wanted to give it one last shot. Some were in their 20s and 30s and felt they could still get over the hump. They were all rich, slim and attractive.
Several observations: big boobs on a 60 year old woman are not very attractive no matter how pretty her face is. This does not bode well for me and my large boobs. Small boobs have just a little sag so they still look attractive. Younger women who haven’t cum is usually because their husbands are selfish. I have found younger non-orgasmic women are horny and frustrated. In most cases I show them how to orgasm and tell them to have their husbands do just what I did. Once in a while I got feedback from the wife that the husband wouldn’t fuck her like I did. I would recommend the wife get a nice size dildo and use it with the Magic Wand I gave her. If that didn’t work, divorce the bastard.
Pleasuring older women was a treat. They were usually shy, but still called for my service. At times I could make them cum in a matter of seconds after foreplay. I even had a couple women get multiple orgasms. There were a few women who could not get an orgasm no matter what I did. I never took their money. I actually had a couple women who booked a second session so their husbands could watch and learn how to make them cum.
The strangest story was a young wife who married an older, wealthy man. She was a virgin when she married him. When I came to her house, it was obvious fucking was very painful. She was never going to orgasm if all she experienced was pain. As I was showing her my dildos, I asked which one reminded her of her husband’s dick. She pointed to the biggest dildo in my collection and said, “Just like this, but bigger.” It was obvious that size was a problem.
I started out with my smallest dildo. I had her assume the doggy position so that later she could take a bigger dildo. I had her hold the Magic Wand on her clit while I penetrated her. Slowly at first until she relaxed. As I sped up, she came hard. I asked her if she wanted to try again, but this time with a bigger dildo. Sure enough, she took it and came again. I told her I would be back again for no charge. I was trying to stretch her cunt to be able to accommodate her husband. I told her try not to fuck her husband and let her pussy heal. She was so excited she finally got an orgasm, she would have agreed to anything.
After leaving, I drove over to the Hustler Store in Monroe. I bought a dildo almost the size of my former boyfriend Jimmy. As it turned out it was about the same size as my client’s husband. I was hoping to figure out a way to fuck the husband. More about that later.
Bill was spending more and more time with Mary Sue. They both were business majors and scheduled some of their classes together. When Bill wasn’t at the condo studying with Mary Sue, he was fucking her. They would be at the kitchen table studying, Mary Sue would flash Bill a boob or pussy, and the next think I would know, she was in the bedroom cumming. Mary Sue could have several orgasms while fucking, and she and Bill would fuck two or three times a day. Her sex drive was starting to match mine. Eventually Bill moved in with Mary Sue. I asked her if she wanted me to find another place. She actually told me she would be lost without me.
I had lost Bill to Mary Sue, so I needed another big dick to fill my pussy. I went through the usual process and found Ralph. Nice looking guy who loved my body and loved foreplay. He actually caused me to cum by foreplay without touching my clit. He also loved my huge clit. I also loved Ralph’s huge dick. Up to now, he had the second biggest dick I had ever fuck.
I really missed the overnighters with Maria. It is so comforting to have someone hold you through the night. I really didn’t want one of my fuck buddies to sleep over. I love a woman’s body. I decided I needed to take a lesbian lover for a sleep over buddy. I started to look for someone. I had trouble finding just the right woman. I finally was attracted to a fellow student in my poli sci class. Misty was a tall, curly, copper haired beauty with hair that cascaded over her shoulders in a peek-a-boo hairdo. Her skin was alabaster. It was obvious that she avoided the sun. The one feature she had that really attracted me was her pale green eyes. She always wore loose fitting clothes, but I could tell she was slim and had a nice set of boobs. She reminded me of somebody I knew, but couldn’t put my finger on it.
I had a friend check on where she lived. They said she had a single dorm room and didn’t seem to have many friends. I waited after class for her and would walk with her. I finally asked if she would like to go out for a meal. Misty surprised me when she said, “Is this a date?” I told her if that what she wanted it to be. She smiled.
This started a several week seduction. I finally got her to come to the condo. I had told Mary Sue to just act normal. I was hoping the sounds coming from Mary Sue’s bedroom might turn Misty on. We were on the couch while Mary Sue and Bill were fucking like usual. Misty leaned over and French kissed my while grabbing one of my boobs. She said, “I have wanted to do that since the first time I saw you.” I was braless and took off my top. I said, “Does this help?” She played with my boobs and erect nipples until I orgasmed. I think that really turned her on.
I ask Misty if she would take off her top. She said, “Not here.” I suggested my bedroom and she agreed. When I got her top off, she was very shy. I asked her if she had ever been naked in front of anybody. She told me, “Not if I can help it.” She was wearing a very plain bra. I grabbed her boobs and said, “Why would you cover these in such a bra?” I then told her I would like to pay for an upgrade of her bras. I eventually got her to let me buy bras more appropriate.
I kissed Misty, reached behind her and unhooked her bra. I had been doing this move since I was a teenage boy in high school. She gasped as her bra fell from her. Her breasts were spectacular. She quickly covered herself with her forearms. I asked Misty what I could do to make her more comfortable. She confided in me she had never gone this far with any boy, let alone a girl. I told her there was nothing to be ashamed of. From what I could tell she was now even more beautiful with her breasts exposed.
Misty slowly lowered her forearms to fully expose her breasts. They were at least a full C cup, teardrop with large areolas and rock hard nipples pointing upward. I asked her if I could touch them. Very hesitantly she said yes. As I slowly fondled them, she closed her eyes. I could tell she was becoming even more aroused. While sucking on one of her nipples I started to unfasten her shorts. She raised her hips to help me remove them. I started to rub her pussy through her damp panties.
Misty started to move her hips to my fingers. It took awhile, but she finally started to moan. I stopped and asked her to standup. When she slowly stood, I slipped off her panties. I then lead her to the bed and positioned her so she lay across the bed. I stood back and admired what I saw. She was truly a remarkable beauty. Her face was framed with curly copper colored hair. Her pale green eyes seemed to look through me. She had pouty lips that looked like they were ready to kiss you. Her breasts were topped with large areolas and hard nipples. Misty was so thin, her abdomen was concave which clearly displayed her rib cage. You could count her ribs. The points of her hips were very prominent and her public mount stuck out, topped with red hair.
Misty looked up and said, “What?” She drew up one arm to cover her breasts while covering her pubic area with her hand.
“Don’t do that. I was just admiring how truly unique you are. Your looks are breathtaking. Your skin tone makes you look like a marble statue. Your red hair and green eyes are a very rare combination. Top that off with your thinness and large breasts and you are a one in a million beauty.”
“You really think so?”
“One thing you are going to learn about me, I will never lie to you.” With that she moved her arm and hand fully exposing herself again. “One question, why don’t you have a boyfriend?”
“I have never had a boyfriend. I’m just not attracted to men. I actually tried to deny my attraction to women, until you asked me out. I would sit to your side in poli sci class so I could look at your boobs and nipples. Your nipples are amazing.”
“Misty, are you a virgin?”
“Yes, why do you ask?”
“Just curious. Can I assume you have never had an orgasm?”
“I’ve had orgasms. Why?”
“I have found that once a woman has an orgasm, she can cum much easier.”
“Misty shocked me when she said, “Are you going to keep talking or are you going to give me an orgasm?” I started with her mouth. She was hungry for my kiss. I slowly worked my way down. I kissed and sucked both nipples. Her breath started to speed up. My tongue ran down the center of her chest to her red pubic hair. I was happy to see she had soft, thin pubic hair. I hate going down on a woman with a thick bush. With that I knelt on the floor, spread her legs. Her inner lips were bright red and were open like the pedals of a flower. From her wetness I could tell she was really turned on. I lightly touched her clit with my tongue. Her body flinched.
I ran my tongue over her enlarged labia. I slowly slipped a finger up her vagina. Misty’s pussy was very tight. She was a virgin and I suspected the only thing she ever had up her pussy was a tampon. My tongue finally made it back to her clit. Her hips matched my tongue movement. I went very slowly at first, increasing the speed. My finger was slowly massaged her G spot. The longer I finger fucked her, the wetter she got. Her hip began to buck while the whole time quietly moaning. She grabbed my head and actually pulled my hair. I could feel her pussy contract on my finger. She became louder and louder. And just like that she said “Oh my God” over and over. As I sped up my strokes she matched them. I kept stroking long after she came. I know how sensitive a vagina can be even after orgasm. After Misty was done, she told me it was the best orgasm she ever had. I asked her about the “Oh my God”. She told me she was unaware of saying anything. She said, “I wonder if I do that every time I orgasm?”
“How often do you orgasm?”
“I probably masturbate to orgasm two to three times a week.”
“Maybe I can help you with that.”
“It this was an example what you can do, I hope so. Can I try to get you off?”
“Misty, have you ever gone down on another woman?”
“No, never.”
“Before we get going, I need to tell you I have clitoromegaly.”
“Is in contagious?”
“No. It means I have a very large clit.”
“So you’re the one. I had heard a rumor about a girl at the university with a giant clit.”
With that, I took off my short skirt and panties. Misty dropped to her knees to get a closer look. “Holy shit, it’s huge. I’ve babysat young boys with smaller penises.”
“You realized I have heard this before. Somebody once told me ‘are you going to keep talking or are you going to give me an orgasm?'” We both laughed. “Let me tell you how to give me the best orgasms.”
“Orgasms?”
“As turned on as I am, I hope to get at least three or four.” As I lay on my back I told Misty, “Put four fingers up my pussy so that her fingers stroke my G spot. Now suck my clit into your mouth and rub the end with your tongue. Don’t stop until I tell you to.” I was so turned on by going down on Misty, I came almost immediately. She actually got me off another three times. I was surprised what a fast learner she was.
Misty said, “I can’t believe how fast you can cum, and how many times.”
“It’s something I’ve trained my body to do.”
“Train me.”
“You stay with me, I’m sure I will. Come here and lay on top of me.” As she lay down on me, I gave her a wet sloppy French kiss. I knew she was a keeper when she said, “So that’s what my pussy tastes like.” Misty stayed the night, one of many. That first night we spooned, kissed made small talk and just basically fell in love. But more about Misty later.
August 18th, 2001
August 18th fell on a Saturday on 2001. School would begin the following Tuesday.
I woke up to a warm, wet feeling on my erect clit. To my surprise it was Misty sucking on it. She had really become a fabulous lover. I really started to care for her more than I thought I would for anybody after Maria. She had come out of her shell and willing to take chances. From what she told me she had lived a very sheltered life.
“Damn it Misty, If you keep this up I’m going to wet the bed. Let me go to the bathroom and I’ll be back in a jiff. Then you can have my full attention.”
When I got back to the bed, Misty started to kiss me very passionately. “I thought you wanted to give me head?”
“I thought you would enjoy being woke up like that. I just love you so much”
“You can do that any time. I love you too.”
The day before I took Misty down to Macy’s in Tri County Mall. I had made a lot of money from my sideline business. I decided to buy new bras and underwear for her. We also stopped at the makeup counter and bought her some makeup more fitting for her hair color and skin color. I convinced Misty to try some high end see through bras. As she was in a dressing room I had picked out some more bras for her to try. I knocked on the door and the sales women said, “I’m sorry there is somebody in there.” I told her, “It’s OK, she’s my girlfriend.”
Misty had heard what I said and when I came into the dressing room she grabbed me, gave me a wet kiss and said, “I really love you.” That was such a tender moment. After she picked out five or six bras, she decided on a handful of thongs. I asked her if she had ever worn a thong. She told me she had a couple that she had never worn in front of me. The answer kind of puzzled me. I hate thongs, but I loved how they looked on other women.
When we stopped at the makeup counter I told the saleswoman to help Misty with makeup that matched her alabaster skin tone. Misty decided on a light pink lipstick and light brown eyeliner. I think this might be the most makeup Misty had ever worn. She was a natural beauty.
I told her that I had made reservations tomorrow at The Precinct steakhouse, one of the best restaurants in Cincinnati. We were going to celebrate us and the start of the school year. I said, “Let’s go up to the dress department and try on dresses. If we can find something that we can wear, I’ll treat both of us.”
“Oh Andi, I can’t let you keep buying things for me.”
“I have worked hard and made more money that you can imagine. If I can’t spend it on you, why have it.” She gave me a side hug as we headed for the dress department. As we made our way to the dress department I said, “Let’s make sure the skirts have a short hem.”
“You mean a mini skirt?”
“Yeah, why not?”
“Andi, I’m not like you. I don’t feel comfortable showing lots of skin in public.”
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