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ARIZONA SECRET SOCIETY CHAPTER 1
We all come from somewhere else, and we all have family in various parts
of the world, im no exception. Most of my family is in Australia and
England, I had no idea I had any in the US until I got a call from a
lawyer telling me that a relative of mine had died, and I was in his
will.
The relative in question was my great uncle Dwight. I had visited him 3
years ago on his property outside Los Angeles, in the San Fernando
Valley. He was pushing 90, long in the tooth but still sharp as a tack,
as he enjoyed telling me when I arrived just before my first US two week
trek started. He had a slew of sons, daughters, and grandkids as well.
He took to me because I came to visit him all the way from Sydney, I
wasn't after his money, and had a similar outlook to life as he did. He
had fought in WW2, and was part of the force that had attacked Utah
beach on D Day. He considered himself lucky not to have been assigned to
attack Omaha beach. I stayed there for 3 days before leaving to go on my
trek.
He must have really taken to me because when I opened up my backpack in
my tent, I found an envelope with five thousand dollars in it, a gift
from him. With it was a note telling me to put it to good use, and that
it was good to meet a grandson that wasn't just there to be in his will.
I called him to thank him as soon as I could and he told me I was welcome
back anytime.
Most of my remaining family had died or scattered to the four winds long
ago, and as only I was mentioned from his family in Australia, I was
asked to fly to Los Angeles to attend the funeral and the reading of his
will.
The 14 hour flight from Sydney to Los Angeles felt longer than it
actually was, I could never sleep on planes anyway. I checked into a
hotel and went to see him put into the earth. Wearing a rented suit, I
saw that he had a lot of mourners here, not just family, but also
business leaders, Los Angeles' former governor, and reps from charities
that he had given to.
After the funeral we headed to his estate to hear the reading of the
will. I didn't know why, as I doubted very much that I was in it. The
room was packed with family and a lot of others that I had never seen
before. Complicated legal matters were largely beyond me, but the amounts
being given to reputable charities was clear, one hundred million here,
fifty million there, 15 million here. It turns out my great uncle was
wealthy, very wealthy, his fortune was totalled at about three billion
dollars.
His family, those that he considered worthy of his money, got between 20
and 30 million each. Predictably, most of his grandkids, the ones that
were only after his money and didn't hide their sucking up, got one to
two hundred thousand each. They were not happy about that, not happy at
all.
I lifted my head up as I heard my name spoken. "To Scott Reynolds, who
came to see me and wasn't after my money, I leave the sum of 120 million
dollars, live your dreams and keep your head up," the lawyer repeated
from the will. Christo, 120 million, he must have really respected me to
leave me that much. He left the property we were in to his son, a mansion
in Ft Lauderdale to another son, a penthouse apartment to his daughter in
New York.
My attention was elsewhere as I continued to take in the amount that I
had inherited from my great uncle, a fortune in any country. After the
reception , I got to know everyone there. His grandkids that got almost
nothing left the reception within minutes. I stayed there until it got
dark, then drove back to Los Angeles. It took some time to get it put
into a bank for me, but they have people that specialise in this sort of
thing and I flew home two weeks later.
A few days after returning to Sydney, I quit my job and worked on getting
a green card to get permanent residency in the US. Three months later, I
was accepted for one and went through all the details and paperwork. I
had always wanted to live in America and this was my chance. I stayed in
a hotel for two weeks before buying a condo in the Bunker Hill area.
It was while I was in Los Angeles that I met Emily. She was about 5ft
2inches tall, long red hair, brown eyes and a cute face and figure to go
with it She was working behind the counter at a Starbucks when I saw her.
We talked whenever I was there, and I made a habit of coming in when she
was working. We got to talking during her breaks, then we began dating. I
didn't tell her about my windfall gain, only that I had recently moved
here. She was a budding clothes designer by night. When she showed me her
sketches, I could tell that all she needed was some financial help to get
started.
I waited until it was her birthday, then gave her a card with a cheque
for three hundred thousand dollars in it. She barely contained a scream
as I told her about my inheritance and that I wanted to marry her. I had
planned this out and dropped to one knee in front of her.
Taking a small felt box out of my jacket pocket, I opened it up to show
her a 1 ? carat diamond ring set in 18ct white gold. Everyone around us
stopped to watch us as I proposed to her. She was speechless at first and
I thought she would either pass out or expire. Luckily for me she said
yes and we heard applause from everyone around us as we embraced.
We got married a month later and honeymooned in Canada. We spent two
weeks going through British Columbia and Alberta, beautiful country. When
we got back, we made plans to leave Los Angeles.
I had always wanted to live in a gated community, with people, but safe
from the crime that was a part of most cities. Emily and I got brochures
and looked at several before moving into a 5 million dollar home in one
near Phoenix, Arizona. Our neighbours were all wealthy, rich and
connected. Not long after we moved in, we threw a party and invited
everyone. I had invested part of my inheritance so I could continue to
make money.
I knew that if you had a million and spent a million, you weren't rich,
so I began painting, anything to make some money and stay busy. Emily
worked from home and worked on her designs, she liked to keep busy and so
did I. We took several trips out, seeing the Grand Canyon, Las Vegas,
Santa Fe and Roswell. We invested wisely as well and watched as our
investments grew in value.
It was mostly couples in the community, several of them had kids, they
were in their 30s and 40s, some were older. We found that once a month,
they all met at the home of one of the older couples in their 50s.
About 6 months after we moved there, we were invited to their expansive
home for drinks. None of their kids were there, just couples, about 20 of
them. I wore trousers, dress shoes and a casual shirt while Emily wore a
black silk minidress, high cut panties and 4in strappy heels. I could
barely contain myself from taking her as I watched her get changed.
We kissed and cuddled in the bedroom, then as she went into the kitchen,
I followed her, kissed her on the back of the neck and bent her over the
counter. Teasing her smooth ass cheeks and pussy under her panties, I
slid them down, then released my hardening cock and guided it into her
from behind.
She shook and pushed back against me as I thrust into her. We kept things
as wild and alive as we could. We loved each other and I had every
intention of keeping the romance alive. Both of us wanted kids so we had
dispensed with condoms a long time ago I took in her cries and shivers
as I kissed along her back and drew things out. I moaned and sighed as
she expertly milked my cock and dragged it out until we finally came.
I collapsed on top of her and waited until I had caught my breath before
sliding out of her and zipping my pants up. I picked up Emily and carried
her into the bedroom to help to clean her up. 30 minutes later, we
finally made it to their home. As the new couple, we stayed together and
mingled. About an hour into things, we were told to sit down in their
huge lounge room with the other couples. As we relaxed, the husband stood
up to address us.
"Ok, good to see that we're all here, we should welcome our new
neighbours, Scott and Emily, welcome to our little group. You must be
wondering what this is. This isn't a swingers party, nor is it an avon
one, no, this is something a lot more,, private and fun. We have decided
to let you in on our group and to let you get involved. Here we do trade,
but not wives, we trade bodies."
"It concerns something that was found at the UFO crash in Roswell in
1947. You have been there and read about it, you saw the movie, it was
real. The couple that started this group were the first at the crash
site, one of the things they took from the site was a set of strange
headbands. They hid what they had found until the investigation and
searching was over, then they went through what they had found. His wife
put on one of the headbands, then the husband did."
"After they had touched something on the side of them, they both
collapsed and passed out. When they woke up an hour later, they were in
each others bodies. Whether it was a means of saving their leaders or
wisest, or a means of punishment, we don't know, but they transfer your
memories, consciousness, into someone else wearing a matching headband."
Emily and I glanced at each other as we heard that. I was wondering what
they smoked here, whatever it was, it was potent. "For real, come on,
it's a good story but its something out of a movie," I told him as I
glanced at Emily.
"You don't believe me, fair enough, its best if I show you." taking out a
silver coloured box, he took out two headbands and handed them to us.
They were silver and black in colour, with raised circles on certain
parts. Shrugging at Emily, I put mine over my head as she did the same.
As I sat and waited for something to happen, I felt the headband humming
against my ear.
Suddenly I felt as if I was detached from my body, like a near death
experience. Shaking and struggling to stay with it, I saw double before I
slumped back on the couch. The next thing I felt was hands holding me up
and asking me if I was ok. As I glanced around and said that I was, I
heard Emily's sweet voice saying what I was saying. Glancing down at my
chest, I saw that I was wearing Emily's silk dress, complete with 34D
breasts rising and falling underneath it.
"No way, no effing way," was what came out of my mouth as I ran my now
slender hands along my sides and thighs. I heard my former voice and
turned to calm her down. Amazed, we both smiled and laughed as we took in
our new forms.
"So you see, its very real, we do have rules governing it, but we did it
this way to you to show you that its very real. We've found that you can
swap back in an hour, so until then, enjoy your new forms," he told us as
the other members returned to their drinks, some came up to us and told
us about their own swaps.
Helped to my feet, I found that I could walk easier than I thought in
Emily's 4in heels, it had to be muscle memory. I felt lighter but
comfortable as the wives asked me what it felt like. Emily's silk dress
felt soft against my skin, and I was aware of a lot more new sensations.
Somehow, Emily talked me into staying as her for the night. She kept her
arm around me and walked me home. I was aware of how much shorter I was
now. I was used to being 6ft tall, now I was 5ft 6inches tall in her
heels and 5ft 2in without them. She ran me a warm scented bath, undressed
me and helped me into it.
Undressing as well, she slipped in behind me and cupped my firm breasts.
I moaned and leaned back against her as her fingers found my nipples and
rubbed them, making them harden and sending shivers through my now petite
body. The cock that used to be mine hardened up against my lower back,
making me aware that she could freely take me here in the bath.
She continued to massage my petite, sensual body. Her hands knew exactly
where to bring me the most pleasure and soon had me whimpering and
pleading for more. She laughed, then lifted me up and guided what was
now her cock into my moist, quivering pussy.
The mass of extasy that went through me was like nothing I had ever felt.
I was being filled and loved every second of it. I cried and gasped as
she eased her cock into me and held me tightly against her. I gripped it
and automatically milked it as she nibbled on my shoulder and earlobe,
then helped me thrust back against her.
No wonder she loved sex so much, if sex as a woman was like this, id want
to be her a lot more. She continued to caress my breasts and nibble on my
earlobes even after I had orgasmed. The orgasm was also like nothing I
had experienced before. Its hard to put into words, but I passed out in
her arms before I could say anything to her.
I made the most of her sensual body the next day, wearing a sexy black
lace bustier, matching panties, leather skirt and a pair of her 5in
pumps. We relaxed almost all day, posed for pictures and had wife
pleasing sex as often as possible.
As we were first timers and new members, we were due to go back to his
home and learn more about the group, as well as swapping back to our own
bodies. Knowing what I loved seeing Emily in, I arrived there wearing a
grey short sleeved top, scoop neck black pinafore dress, satin lingerie
and 3in sling back heels. Emily helped me to style my hair while I
applied make up.
I had watched her apply it enough times to know what do to, and I didn't
look half bad either. Putting on one of her diamond heart pendants around
my neck, I put matching diamond hoop earrings through my now pierced ears
and stood up to present myself to her. She clearly liked what she saw
because when she kissed me and wrapped her arms around me, I felt her
hard on, reminding me of what I would get back tonight.
When we walked inside, the same couples were there and welcomed us again.
"So, you spent last night and today as each other, what do you think."
his wife asked us as we sat on one of the couches. As I glanced down, I
found that I had crossed my legs automatically. "I enjoyed it, I enjoyed
it a lot. I do want to return to my own body but, I definitely want to do
this again with Emily," I told them as several of them smiled and raised
their drinks to us.
"I thought you would, couples do trade with each other, but the majority
of trades are between other couples, a husband trading with the wife of
another husband. New couples now and then keep things fresh and alive. As
I said before, we have some rules which must be followed."
"Rule number one is that all trades must be consensual. Rule number two
is that all trades must have the conscent of the husband or wifes
partner. Rule number three is that both parties must agree on a time
limit. Also, the kids must never know, and no one outside our group can
be told. If you stick to them, you will always have a place here," she
added as I looked at some of the other wives.
The couples were mostly white, two were asian, three were Latino, and one
wife was visibly pregnant. I was almost sorry to leave Emily's body as
the headbands were put over our heads again. After the disorientation I
had felt before, I was back in my male body.
We had several more drinks, then watched as couples agreed on trades and
timetables. Some wanted to be someone elses husband or wife for a day,
some for a week. One couple traded with each other like we had. Emily had
several meetings with her manufacturers and trips out of state soon, so
she couldn't trade, but she gave me blessing to trade with someone.
It was like being in a car lot, an upmarket car lot. Stopping at one of
the Latino couples, I nodded to the wife, who looked similar to Jennifer
Esposito almost. Emily okayed it and 3 minutes later, I was in his wifes
fit but sensual body. We had agreed to stay in each others bodies for a
week, so we had to tell each other things about our lives, so as not to
arouse any suspicion to our neighbours.
I found out that she was a new mother, was having her family come to
visit in a few days, and was a lingerie/swimwear model. I relished the
chance to model as her and stayed close to her husband, who by the rules
had to help me to act as his wife as much as possible. Saying goodbye to
my wife a few hours later, I walked to what would be my home for a week
and took in their home.
A lot different to mine, it was decorated stylishly and had a lot of
classic artwork hanging on the walls, as well as framed photos of his
wife, Marisol, who's body I was now inhabiting. Before we went to bed, we
had a long, cool shower and he drew me into his arms to slide his thick
cock into me.
Wrapping my slender arms around his neck, I let him hold me up by my firm
ass cheeks and wrapped my thighs around him as well as our thrusts met
under the streams of water. Emily and I had coupled like this before, so
I knew exactly what to do as we kissed and thrust together in the shower.
I lost myself in the waves of extasy going through me as his cock swelled
up inside me and my swollen nipples rubbed against his chest.
I felt his cock spurt thick creamy cum deep inside me as I thrust against
his hips, then bit down on his shoulder as I orgasmed as well. He held me
up as I savored my own orgasm and rested my head on his shoulder. He
gently patted my back and eased me back down to my feet.
As we dried each other, I glimpsed myself in the mirror, petite, but
sexy. I could see why he had married her. According to him, Marisol slept
naked most nights, so I padded barefoot and naked to their bed. We
settled down with his arm around me, cupping one of my now 36D breasts.
The next day, after breakfast and taking care of their son, which
involved feeding him and changing a very smelly diaper, I left him with a
nanny they employed and went around to see Emily. Wearing a nearly sheer
sundress, g string and sandals, I presented a very sensual image to Emily
and the real Marisol as they saw who it was at their door.
From the look on Emily's face, I had just missed seeing them being a true
husband and wife team. "Well, I can see why you were late letting me in,"
I told them with a smile as I walked past them into my kitchen. "When we
do have kids Emily, be prepared for chemical warfare," I told her as my
body laughed and sat at one of the stools at the kitchen bench.
"Its only for a week, then you can go back to being husband and wife, and
I can go back to being a mother, my son is in good hands with you," she
told me as I made a coffee. I knew where everything was in the house and
sat with them as I told Marisol more about what I did so she could better
be me. Hopping up onto the kitchen bench, I crossed my long legs and
found out what they had done during the night.
I soon returned to their house and relaxed in front of their tv, but got
restless and made my way into the bedroom. Slipping out of my sundress, I
tried on some of her sensual corsets, other lingerie and gowns. She had a
lot of silk and lacy gowns and I took my time trying them all on.
As I had on one of her black silk halter neck dresses, her husband
silently walked in and wrapped his arms around my trim waist as I was
posing. "I see you've found her wardrobe, she does love to show off her
body, to make other men envious, I'm taking you out tonight," he told me
as he helped me to find a matching bag that went with my dress, then
waited until I had made myself up to perfection.
He drove us to a restaurant in Phoenix in his black Lamborghini Diablo. I
was used to doing the driving, so being the hot babe being driven was new
to me. As he parked the car, he opened the door and offered his hand to
me. Taking his hand in my slender one, I swung my legs out and stood up.
Balancing easily in my heels, I walked into the upmarket restaurant with
him and we were immediately seated.
As our wine glasses were filled, we raised them and toasted. To anyone
watching, we were a husband and wife, celebrating an anniversary, or a
birthday, anything. He ordered for both of us and we talked while we
waited. He had traded with his wife in the past and knew how I felt. On a
dare, I slipped one foot out of his heel and rubbed my silk clad foot
against his crotch.
He smiled and squirmed as my toes wiggled, then one of his hands went
under the table to caress my foot. I felt warm and tingly as he caressed
my slender foot and ankle. His hand went up my toned calf, then back
down. Our dinner being brought to us interrupted us from our play and we
stopped to eat.
Dinner went like a blurr, then we finished and returned to his car. As I
was about to buckle up, he leaned across and kissed me. I whimpered and
returned his kiss as his hands caressed down my slender neck, down my
shoulders and over my heaving breasts.
He rubbed and teased my nipples over the material of my dress, making
them swell up as I was kissed and caressed. Just when I felt like I would
cry out, he moved away and started the car up. I composed myself as he
put the car into drive and drove us back home. Parking the car in the
garage, he gently picked me up and carried me up into the bedroom as if I
weighed nothing.
Gently placing me on the bed, he hiked my skirt up and tugged at my
panties until they were around my ankles. Helping me out of them, he
gently parted my thighs and kissed my clit, sending shocks through me as
he got me all worked up. His tongue and lips worked magic on me as I was
soon whimpering and moaning in rising pleasure and extasy.
As I cried out, I could hear my sexy latin accent while he coaxed me
close to an orgasm, then got up on top of me and unzipped his pants.
Taking out his raging cock, he slowly guided it into my glistening pussy,
taking his time as he knew my female body well. My hips thrust up to keep
him inside me as he slowly thrust into me. My moans filled the room as he
slowly drew things out, making my orgasm more intense than any id had as
Emily before.
When Marisol's family came over for dinner two nights later, I had the
real Marisol helping me so no one would suspect that I hadn't done the
cooking. She did love to cook, as I did, so we made a good team. I went
out to dinner with Marisol's husband a few more times before it was time
to trade back.
When I got back home with Emily, I saw the changes to the house, to
Emily, and some paintings that she had done, she had more talent than I
realised. I took Emily to bed that night and made it a real marathon
effort, but found that Marisol in my male body had kept her very happy
while I was away.
Emily still loved me and welcomed me back wearing some new Victoria's
secret lingerie she had bought during the week. I complimented her on it
and made sure we tested the limits of the bed.
Three weeks later, we met again for our monthly meeting. Emily traded
with Marisol's husband for a fortnight. Now it was my turn to show a
former male what fun it was being in the body of my wife. I took him home
with me and aroused his now female body in the kitchen, bathroom, then on
our bed.
The agreed upon limit had only been three days, as Emily had a trip to
make, but he took to Emily's form as easily as I had. The next day, I had
him pose for me, I painted and drew him as he posed in some of Emily's
best lingerie and had styled her hair perfectly. That night I took him
out to a restaurant that we frequented and treated him as I would Emily.
This was clearly a long term thing and we all enjoyed our trades.
When I had Emily back, we both went to San Francisco, as she had to meet
with some designers and suppliers. I took the time to explore San
Francisco while she was busy. While I wandered down Lombard Street, I got
to thinking about the headbands. What else had been taken from the
spacecraft and were they looking for their property.
Admitedly, earth is a big planet, but the custodians of the headbands had
to realise the risk. At our next meeting, we all agreed to spend a week
in Las Vegas, but as each other. Emily and I smiled at that, and 20 mins
later, I was in her sensual body, complete with curled tresses, black
bustier top and denim skirt.
Going to Vegas was an experience in itself, but going there in our
husbands or wifes bodies, was something else. After a short flight to
Vegas, we checked into the MGM Grand hotel/casino. After a shower where
we coupled and let her slide her cock into me from behind, I cried out
loudly as she played with my breasts and worked me up until I came and
screamed in extasy.
After she had spurted her cum inside me, I slid away and kneeled down to
lick around my own former cock. I gazed up at him and acted like any
horny wife or stripper would. Usually id have refused to do this for
anyone, but in my wifes body, it felt normal and natural to do this.
Sliding my soft lips back and forth along her shaft, I held onto her as
she moaned and shook while my tongue swirled around her shaft.
After we recovered and dried ourselves off, I changed into a pair of silk
panties, then sat down to slide a garter belt up around my hips, then sat
down to roll a pair of matching silk stockings up my feet, calves and
thighs. Attaching them to the hanging garters, I posed for my wife again
as I changed into a red silk minidress, then slipped my feet into a pair
of 4in pumps. After being in her body for as long as I had, I applied
make up better than before and brushed my long hair back. Attaching her
watch around my wrist and putting diamond earings through my ears, and
matching diamond bangles on my wrists, I stood up and smiled as I saw
Emily standing there in one of my best suits, freshly shaved and with her
short hair brushed back.
Spraying some of her perfume on my wrists, cleavage and on the sides of
my neck, I put the strap of her bag over my shoulder and walked with her
down to one of the many restaurants to meet the other couples. She kept
her arm around mine and held me close as we made our way downstairs. In
the elevator, she softly kissed my neck and took in the scent of my
perfume.
I felt all tingly inside as she did that and reluctantly walked out with
her. Meeting the other couples, we sat in one of the better restaurants
and enjoyed a meal. I ordered something light as I wanted to return
Emily's body to her as she had left it.
After that, we separated and went to explore the casino. She had always
been the better gambler than I had, at least on online gambling sites. We
did have a lot of available funds to work from, so I watched as she
played, and won more than she lost. As long as it was a bit of fun, it
was ok. After a few hours of that, we went to one of the clubs and danced
the night away.
The next morning, I got changed into a pair of white jeans and halter
neck top to go with the other 'wives' for some outlet shopping. We tried
out multiple outfits, and with our customary credit cards, we bought
enough to fill another suitcase, each, or so it looked like. I could
definitely get used to being Emily.
We came back to find that our 'husbands', had spent a busy day of their
own, skydiving, extreme sports, a ride in a hummer at extreme speeds
through the Mojave desert, they were working as hard to be men as we were
to be women. That night, several of us went on a Vegas neon lights
helicopter flight over the lit up Vegas strip. Coupled with a customary
glass of champagne, it was a night to remember.
The next day saw us travel out to the Grand Canyon, passing by the
Hoover Dam and Lake Mead. then it was onto a helicopter that took us over
the Grand Canyon, we went over the Colorado river and felt alive.
That night we went out clubbing, I freely danced with the other 'wives'
and soon had our own cheer squad. Men like to watch two women dancing and
grinding against each other for a lot of good reasons. They were mere
putty in our hands. We must have gotten them all worked up because our
'husbands' soon had us back in our hotel rooms where we showed them some
of our victorias secret purchases. Needless to say, we all got a lot of
good loving that night.
The week ended quicker than I thought, we stopped to have a photo of
ourselves taken under the welcome to fabulous las vegas Nevada sign, then
flew back to Phoenix.
We traded back and got back to our old routine, but that was soon to
change.
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