My Wife And I Swapped Bodies For A Day - Sex Stories

My Wife And I Swapped Bodies For A Day

... smiled. I smelled his arousal, as I felt his precum wet my cheek. I pointed him towards my mouth, looking up at the camera as I planted a kiss on the head, he grunted, “Your lips are so soft, Ali.”

His breathing picked up as I parted my lips, feeling his head roll past my lips, as I took him in my mouth. I moaned on his cock, it was Ali’s moan and it was muffled as my tongue explored the new sensation, the texture of his cock, the ridge of his head slipping over my tongue, as I stroked him, pulling him deeper into my mouth. I found my free hand sliding past my stomach, as I started rubbing my swollen clit.

A muffled moan escaped my lips as I pushed my mouth deeper, taking him in and out. I took turns looking down at his cock, up at the camera, my tongue showing as I caressed the bottom of his cock. I rubbed it all over my lips, over my face, making sure to get sexy pictures for later. I trailed kisses from the base of his cock, to the head, briefly taking him in my mouth one last time, before standing up.

“Well that was interesting,” I said, giggling, as I adjusted my thong back over my pussy, “Um, would you be okay if we maybe got some pictures from our bed,” I offered.

He smiled, “Yeah, I would love to fuck you in your bed, Ali.”

“No one said anything about fucking,” I said smiling, my hand reaching down to his cock and guiding him towards our room.

“Let’s try and get this one picture before we go on the bed,” I said, facing him and guiding his cock to ...

... the elastic of the thong. My other hand pulled the thong down, exposing my pussy to the camera. “Here, hold it and stroke like you are trying to cum into my thong,” I instructed.

He grabbed his cock, stroking from base to top as it slipped into the opening I offered. The tip of his cock rubbing over my clit, down to my pussy, as the camera pointed down between our bodies.

“That looks hot,” I whispered, seeing the results as each shot caught his cock at different depths in my thong, over my pussy. I let go of my thong, pinning him over my pussy as I looked up at him, “I think we got it.”

He didn’t answer, instead, he softly guided me back, my legs hitting the bed and forcing me to sit on the edge.

I watched him as he kneeled before me, reaching for my thong and tugging it off. I lifted my ass in approval, my thong falling onto the floor. I parted my legs as he inched his lips closer, his tongue caressing my clit and exploring every inch. The sensation ran through my body, my back falling flat on the bed as I thrust my hips onto his lips, moaning, “Fuck, that feels so good.”

He stopped and stood up, snapping a picture of me in bed, his cock throbbing towards the bottom of the picture. “Uh, want to bring it closer, so it uh, looks like you are fucking Ali,” I asked. He stepped forward, pressing his cock into my entrance, his head easily slipping in now.

I gasped, my head shooting back against the bed, “Just enough so it looks like it,” I moaned. “You can like ...