There's Two Sides to a Swap

Harry stared on in awe at the beauty that lay before him.  bed of now very sweaty bedsheets, his head on his pillow and his hand on his cock, ready to cum.

Riley Reid, world-renowned porn star, has taken her talents to new heights with a POV live cam show.  Somewhere probably in sunny LA, the feed was littered with other pornstars in the background, probably getting ready for the shoot going on in another room or the backyard pool or something.  The only cock to be seen, the 8-inch beauty Harry had always dreamed of.

Harry gasped at the image the laptop on his chest was able to show him nowadays, technology had really advanced since he was with women like her.  

“Well not really like her”, He thought to himself.  “She’s a 9 or higher, easy”.

His eyes locked with Riley as she stared back into the camera, Harry found himself mumbling, “God, I wish I was the lucky chap who gets to get a BJ from Ril…”

Harry’s dick interrupted his train of thought as he began to cum, his mind racing and fading by the second. 

He waited for another couple seconds with his hands by his sides, ready for yet another under 5-minute orgasm, but it never happened.  Instead, another pair of hands grabbed on and continued where he left off, totally stopping his climax.

He opened his eyes to Riley Reid on her knees where his laptop used to be now actually giving him head.  Gone was his ageing unfit body and his sub-par cock, here was the body of a literal pornstar. 

Harry tried to hide his face of pure shock, fortunately, Riley was forced to stare at the camera attached to a helmet on his forehead.  After a minute, and realizing his newfound stamina, Harry decided to lay back and finish the stream.  There was no need to mess up something of Riley’s because of his wish, he’ll just figure out what happened after…

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It certainly caught Jackson off guard, the eruption of cum on his hand and the rush of ecstasy you get when you orgasm.  He was fine a couple seconds ago, and he had only been going for a couple of minutes  

As his heart slowed and he began to focus, he caught on there being something wrong right away.  Everything felt gross like he hadn’t showered in a couple days.  His body was old, really old.  He had to have been almost 60!

His belly was flabby and accented with silver hairs, and hair was absolutely everywhere now.  As a pornstar he always kept his lower body hair in check, it was basically a job requirement.

He felt weak, and small like he was left in the sun to shrivel up, and he looked up to see her, his costar Riley, giving the adult show of the year without him.  He had swapped bodies with some grandpa jerking off to him!  

It was small but it was the first step to figuring out what had just happened as Jackson himself never got his wish granted.  Well, that was until a very angry looking elderly woman burst into the room he was in.

“Harry, are you FUCKING KID… kidding me?” She silenced herself halfway through the sentence.  “I literally have my family staying over this weekend and you decided now, mid-day was the best time for that?” 

Jackson was still very shocked.  “Bu..but there was a livestream.. and I was…” was all he was able to muster before she walked up and grabbed the laptop from his lap.

“OH it was a live stream and you couldn’t miss it, huh, okay well…” she began as she bent the laptop the wrong way, snapping the screen from the keyboard. 

She walked over to the door, dropping the device in the trash next to the entrance and turning around.  “Harry you’re a pervert.  You needed a break from this crap and I gave it to ya.  Now clean yourself up, get dressed and come downstairs.  Linda’s almost done with lunch and I refuse to come back up for you again”.

She slammed the door behind her leaving Jackson alone and very confused.

Love is in the Air

Sierra didn’t like having to resort to magic, but Michael was worth it.  He was the love of her life after all, but she needed to make sure he felt the same way to her.  He had never done anything to show any different, there were just too many attractive girls at her school to take the chance.

Flipping through the pages of her spellbook she finally settled on the love spell she was looking for.  She traced her finger over the page, practicing the spell in her head.  It would look very suspicious if she was holding it right in front of him when she used the spell, she needed to memorize it.  

The problem was that she began mouthing the words and that turned to vocalizing the more difficult syllables.  Eventually, she was reading the spell out loud, even though she hadn’t realized it.  At least that was the case until the words on her page glowed a bright blue, eventually creating a large explosion of white smoke to fill the room before she could react.

Lying on the floor of her bedroom, she coughed up a little smoke.  Intense banging on her door caught her attention just before a strong kick broke the lock and flung the door open.

“Jesus baby girl!  Did a bomb go off in here?  I saw smoke pouring into the hallway from under your door, I thought there was a fire!” Phillip said staring at her stepdaughter that was laying on the floor. 

On any other day, she would be giving him a piece of her mind.  Even if there was a fire she wouldn’t want that gross perverted man to ever enter her room… At least until she looked into his eyes… his beautiful, ocean blue eyes.

She jumped up and hugged her saviour, savouring every single moment.  She wanted to stay as close to his soft, masculine physique.  She felt safe in his arms, which made him ending the hug so devistating.

She started to strip down, without thinking about it for another moment.  Her mother was out running some errands, or maybe she was back… It didn’t really matter to Sierra because she needed her man and she needed her badly.

“S…SIERRA!  What the hell are you doing”, he asked as he watched her rip her bra and panties off, leaving her completely naked.

“I NEED YOU!  I need you inside of me”, she purred kneeling in front of her stepfather, undoing the button and zipper on his jeans and pulling them down.

Phillip was speechless at what could only be possible in his dreams.  But it was happening right in front of him, and there was no way he was going to protest.

“I see the way you look at me.  I know I drive you crazy and I’d be lying if I didn’t feel the same way.” She said pulling the T-shirt over his head and pulling down his boxers.  

She gasped at the sight of what she could only describe as the cock of her dreams.  Sure she’d had bigger on more muscular men, but at this moment she wouldn’t want anything different.  She kneeled on the bed, ready for her man to dominate her in any way he liked.  

“Please!  Please just enter me, I can’t take it anymore!  For the love of god I need you to fuck me, daddy!”

Phillip was still in awe, but he wasn’t going to just say no because he’s married to her mother.  She was right, he had dreamed of this more than he’d like to admit.  Sierra would be the sexiest woman he had ever fucked, and he was aged 50!

As the tip of his penis entered her, she squealed in ecstasy.  She was soaking wet already so there was no lube required.  Neither of them even cared about using a condom, they were just enjoying the moment for what it was.  

“I’ve dreamed of this the second I laid eyes on you baby girl”, he grunted, pumping his 5-inch penis in and out vigorously.

“When mom brought you home for the first….MMMmmm.. For the first time, I knew I needed you to be there for me….To protect me… to.. toooooAooaahaah” Sierra attempted to respond before an orgasm interrupted her.  

She had never cum so quick in her life.  Not with her now ex-boyfriend Mike, not with her fingers, not even with the magic wand she hid in her closet.  It was certainly convenient for Phillip as he only lasted another minute before he had to pull out.

Sierra laid back on her bed as her soulmate came on her tits and stomach.  He nearly fell over, the pleasure was so intense.  She made sure to use her mouth to uck him completely dry before she licked up what she could from her body.

He laid down next to her, sweating profusely.  Sierra loved how he smelled after an intense workout like this.  She could take in his aroma all day.  She made sure to snuggle up as close to the hairy man next to her as she could.

After a few moments of silence, Sierra broke it.

“I want you to leave mom”, she purred.

“Wha… are you serious!?  We’ve been together for well over 5…”

“5 years,” Sierra said, finishing his sentence.  “And I bet even after all those years, this was the best sex you’ve ever had”.

Phillip just stared into her eyes.

“Is it that crazy to say I want you all for myself?  You’re the MAN of the house.  You have the job, not her!  Once you left her the two of us could move out and be beyond happy with each other, I know it!”

Phillip put his finger to her lips to silence her.  He was half scared that this was still some kind of joke, but who would take it this far?

“Consider it done”, he responded simply.

Sierra squealed again rolling on top of her man and passionately kissing him as she straddled him.  She could feel his heavenly cock spring back to life, and without even thinking about it for a second, guided it inside her for round 2.  

Think Before You Wish!

“What seems to be the problem?” 

Nina jumped at the voice behind her.  She wasn’t expecting a friendly conversation during her quick stop at the convenience store.  She turned around to see an old man with a very genuine look of concern.

“Excuse me?” She replied softly.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.  You just seem down about something and I was wondering if there was anything I could do to help”.

“Oh”, Nina blushed.  “That’s very nice of you Mr...”

“You can call me Leonard”, he interrupted.

“Leonard”, she smiled.  “But I don’t really think anyone can cheer me up today”.

He smiled back.

“Well, I most certainly can’t if I don’t know what’s wrong”.

She paused for a moment.  She never really thought she would be talking to anyone about her problems, none the less a stranger, but the man seemed very nice.  The man used a cane to get around, looking around the age of 70 or 80.  His teeth were yellow, but the smile that he made was very comforting.

“Well...”, she began.  “I’ve been having some... problems with the way that I look.  I don’t feel very confident about myself anymore”.

“Well, I can reassure you right now that you are a very attractive young woman”, he replied.  

“It's...”, she paused again, questioning whether she should be talking about this with a stranger.  “My boyfriend recently brought up the topic of weight, and how I’ve gained some extra pounds since we started dating”.

“That doesn’t sound like a very supportive boyfriend to me but that’s just the world nowadays.  People can only really see their flaws, not what makes them beautiful”.

“I completely agree, which is why there’s no real solution to the problem.  I’ll never really be able to see myself as beautiful”, she sighed.  “Thank you so much for your concern, it’s nice to see there are real gentlemen left in this world”.

She turned around and was about to walk away when he spoke up again.

“Well, what if I COULD do something about that?” He asked.