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Mind Swapping
Chapter 14
Carol and Barbara woke me early Monday morning. It was the first day of
classes after Spring Break Week. Barbara and I had a nine AM class. I
quickly bathed, shaved my legs, underarms and pubic area, fixed my hair,
applied my make up and put on the lingerie that Carol had laid out for
me to wear: a pair of white lace bikini panties, a front hook white lace
brassiere, white lace nylons with elastic lace tops that didn't need a
garter belt and a pair of red high heel shoes. Next, Carol handed me an
almost transparent white silk blouse and a short red skirt. My lace
brassiere could be seen through the blouse and the skirt was very short
and full cut.
"The skirt is called a flip skirt," Carol told me. "Come over here and
stand in front of the mirror. See how the hemline goes less than halfway
down your thigh. Twirl around for me. See how the skirt flairs out to
show the lace tops of your stockings?" I could indeed see my bare thigh
as I turned a little faster. It was a good thing that the stockings
almost reached my crotch or else everyone would see that I wasn't
wearing pantyhose. "Spin around really fast a couple of times," I was
told. The white lace of my panties could be seen in the mirror. I asked
if I could wear some clothes that would be less revealing. Carol
replied, "Since you enjoy acting like a slut, you may as well dress like
one. Besides, I like seeing you dressed this way." I resigned myself to
the fact that I would have to go to the university dressed as a slut.
Carol and Barbara had taken the same classes so that they could study
together, and, now that Barbara was living with us, and I was in Carol's
female body, we could also ride together. We rode to the university in
Barbara's red BMW as Barbara told me about the classes that we had
today. I looked down to see that the sunlight shone through my white
silk blouse to reveal the lacy cups of my brassiere. I was embarrassed
to know that I would be semi nude. However, I decided to hold my head up
and act proud of my very pretty feminine body.
We parked beside the gym and walked to the Humanities Building where all
of our classes were today. We were just in time for our nine o'clock
class on Human Sexuality. Dr. Lambert had written several books on the
subject and was a nationally known expert. Barbara and I sat down in the
front row as the professor entered the room. Dr. Lambert was
distinguished looking, about fifty, with gray hair and a handsome face.
I had seen him somewhere before, but, I couldn't remember where or when.
Dr. Lambert walked to the front of the room and stood at the podium as
he began his lecture. "Men and women are mentally as different as they
are physically." He looked around the room and seemed to pick me out of
the class as his eyes came to rest on me. "Today, it is politically
incorrect to state the obvious if it offends any special interest group,
but, the truth is the truth. Women are soft and pliable. Its the way
their brains and bodies are configured. A woman will submit herself to
all sorts of indignities in the name of love. Men will too, but, not to
the same extent as a woman. And, most women enjoy the act of
submission!"
Two women in the room got up and walked out. I stayed put. He had me
mesmerized. What he was saying explained the change in personality that
had taken place in me since the memory transfer experiment had swapped
Carol and my minds into each others' bodies. Now that I was in Carol's
body, I was also in her brain. That explained why it was so easy for
them to seduce me into all the wild sexual situations that I had
experienced in the last week and a half. As a man, I had earned a
Master's Degree in Physics, but, I hadn't taken many psychology courses.
What he said made perfect sense to me.
I hadn't noticed that my skirt had ridden up my thighs and that my legs
were parted slightly. I didn't realize that he could see the white lace
crotchband of my panties every time he looked in my direction. As he
continued his lecture, I finally noticed that he was staring at the view
that I had unwittingly provided. I shyly closed my legs and pulled my
skirt down.
When the interesting lecture was over, I stood up to leave with the
other students. Professor Lambert called out, "Ms Phelps, please stay
after class." Barbara said she would wait on me and left with everyone
else. When we were alone, he said, "Ms Phelps, you didn't turn in your
midterm paper before spring break. I'm afraid that you will receive an F
for this course." I didn't know what to say. Carol had helped me with my
experiment on the day her paper was due and had not brought her report
in after we had swapped bodies. Her bad grade was my fault!
I pleaded in my high pitched feminine voice, "Please, Dr. Lambert, can I
bring you the report tomorrow?"
He was staring at my lace brassiere through my nearly transparent blouse
as he said, "I never allow any papers to be turned in late. However, I
could consider making an exception in your case." His eyes shifted up to
meet mine. "When is your next class?" I told him my next class was at
eleven o'clock. "Good! Come to my office with me." I followed him out
the door and down the hall to his office. He unlocked the door and
motioned for me to enter. It was a cozy room with shelves full of books.
He closed and locked the door.
I spun around when I heard the lock click, causing my light weight skirt
to flare outward. He caught a glimpse of bare thigh and licked his lips.
I now realized that I was in the presence of a dirty old man.
"Ordinarily, you would receive an automatic F. However, I need someone
to help me with an experiment. Perhaps, you can redeem yourself and make
a passing grade in this course after all." I timidly asked what I had to
do. "Oh, its a simple measurement of sexual response time. I'm sure that
a young lady with your qualifications could be quite useful in my
experiment." He had moved so close to me that we were almost touching. I
backed away slowly until my buttocks encountered his desk.
"Now, now, Ms Phelps, this won't hurt a bit. And, after what I saw you
doing with that young man in that sports car in the shopping mall
parking lot, I shouldn't think that you would object at all." Now I
remembered where I had seen him. He was one of the two older gentlemen
who had stood beside the car and watched as Tom had fingered my vagina
and sucked my nipples the night that I had first met him at the
restaurant. Dr. Lambert had obviously recognized me as his student,
Caroline Phelps, but, since I am actually Steve Ramsey, and had never
seen him before, I hadn't recognized him.
"You do want to pass this course, don't you?" He was practically leering
at me as he moved in closer. I couldn't let Carol receive a failing
grade. I was responsible for her not turning in her midterm paper on
time, therefore, I couldn't let her down now. I asked what it was that I
had to do. As an answer he placed both hands on my breasts and gave them
a squeeze. "My God!" he exclaimed, "They're real!" He started
unbuttoning my blouse, unhooked the front of my brassiere and pulled the
cups free of my large cone shaped breasts.
"Your titties are absolutely gorgeous!" he said as he fondled them and
pinched my large nipples. He bent forward and took my nipples into his
mouth and sucked each one until they were erect and wet. His hand dipped
beneath my skirt and slid up my lace stocking covered thigh. The suction
on my aroused nipples and the teasing way his hand played on the bare
skin above my stocking tops caused me to part my legs to give his
fingers more room.
He dropped to his knees and raised my skirt to get a close up view of my
lace panties. "Beautiful, Ms Phelps. Simply beautiful." He planted
kisses on the front of my panties. His fingers hooked the waist band on
each side and pulled my panties down and off. I stepped out of them when
he told me to and he put them in his coat pocket.
He raised my skirt up again and was surprised to find that my pubic hair
was shaven. "A bald beaver!" he exclaimed. "At least I won't get hair
between my teeth." He began to plant kisses on my hairless vagina lips,
kissing from one lip to the other, finally stopping in the middle to
lick from bottom to top. I was becoming very hot. I leaned back against
his desk and spread my legs as he continued to lick my slit. He rammed
his tongue deep into my opened vagina and rubbed his nose on my erect
clitoris. Within a minute and a half, I was cuming.
Dr. Lambert stood up and looked at the stop watch in his hand, "Three
minutes and twenty eight seconds. Congratulations, Ms Phelps! You have
just set a new record." He walked around the desk and unzipped his
pants, pushed them and his boxer shorts down before he sat down. His
penis was about six inches long and an inch and a half in diameter, and,
it was standing at attention. "Now, Ms Phelps, your turn to do me." He
clicked the stop watch and I knew that I was being timed. I knew that I
had to do it for Carol's grade point average.
I dropped to my knees between his spread legs and wrapped my fingers
around his stiff cock. He had a grin on his face as I bent forward and
licked the swollen head of his cock. It didn't taste all that bad. I
knew that he was timing how long it would take for me to make him cum. I
decided to break that record, also. I used all of my knowledge of what
feels good to a stiff cock. I swirled my tongue around the head of his
penis twice, then, bobbed my head forward, taking it down my throat
until my nose was buried in his pubic hair. I was reminded of Lisa, the
redheaded waitress, who had deep throated Tony's eight inch cock, and I
remembered how amazed I was of her ability to swallow so much cock
without choking. This cock may have been shorter, but I was deep
throating it!
I pulled my head up until just the head was in my mouth, swirled my
tongue around it twice, then, took it down my throat again. Over and
over, my mouth went up and down on his hard cock until he shot his cum
down my throat. He had gripped my head and held me down on his cock
until it had finished shooting. I quickly came up for air, but, went
right back down on it to make sure that I had gotten every drop of his
cum. He clicked his stop watch. "One minute, fifty six seconds. I don't
think that I have ever cum that quickly. Not even when I was a
teenager."
I stood up, licked a stray drop of cum from my lips, brushed my hair
back out of my face and looked down to see my D cup sized tits hanging
out of the front of my open blouse. I fitted the brassiere cups over my
boobs, hooked it and buttoned up my blouse. "May I have my panties back,
please?" I asked.
"No, I think I'll keep them as a memento of our first session together."
He had taken my panties out of his pocket and was holding them under his
nose. "I love it when a girl perfumes her panties. By the way, you can
submit your late report Wednesday morning after class. Wear a wrap
dress, shelf brassiere, crotchless panties, garter belt, nylons and high
heels if you want to improve your grade." He grinned a lascivious smile
and added, "We'll do some more research."
I left Dr. Lambert's office minus my panties. Barbara was waiting for me
in the hallway. "Come with me," she commanded and led me down a flight
of stairs to the basement ladies room. She checked under the stall doors
and seeing that the place was empty, stated, "Nobody ever comes down
here." She pushed me up against the tile wall, kissed my lips and
inserted her tongue into my mouth. "I knew it! Your mouth tastes of cum
juice! I had heard that the old goat likes to get young coeds to suck
his cock. When you came out of his office, your lipstick was smeared. I
guessed that you had sucked his cock!" Her hand went under my skirt and
made the discovery that I was pantyless.
"You slut! You're walking around with your hairless pussy and ass ready
to be seen by anyone anytime a strong wind whips up your skirt!" Then,
she passionately kissed me again. When she pulled her lips from mine,
she said, "Tell me what the old goat did to you!" I told her what had
happened in Dr. Lambert's office. Barbara became turned on and she told
me to get down on my knees and eat her pussy to calm her down. I was
glad that no one came into the ladies' room while my head was under
Barbara's skirt. Afterwards, I wiped my mouth, brushed my hair and
freshened my lipstick. We were a few minutes late for our next class. I
was careful when I sat down, I didn't want everyone to know that I
didn't have any panties on.
After our twelve o'clock class was over, I thought that we would go
home, Barbara had other ideas. As we neared the parking lot where her
car was parked, she turned to enter the Gymnasium. I asked where we were
going. "We have someone in here we need to see before we go home," was
all she said as she led me down a flight of stairs. We ended up beneath
the basketball court. "They're in here," she said as she pushed open a
door marked Men's Locker Room. I made the mistake of following her into
the room.
Our high heels made clicking sounds on the tile floor as we passed two
rows of lockers. The room had appeared to be empty until we had rounded
the last row and turned toward where two tall black males in basketball
uniforms were standing beside a padded massage table. I hesitated and
stopped, but, Barbara took my arm and pulled me to where they were. One
of them was Roger Jones, the star basketball player, who I had met in
the restaurant. The other one was even taller than Roger and had very
dark skin.
Roger said, "Well, well, well. Look who we have here. Little Miss Stuck
Up." I tried to turn and leave, but Barbara wouldn't let go of my arm.
Roger and his friend each took one of my arms and escorted me to the
massage table. When I said that if they didn't let me go immediately
that I would scream, Roger warned, "Listen, bitch, open your mouth to
scream and you'll regret it!" I was quiet.
Carol spoke to me as she took her pocket sized camcorder from her large
purse, "This is for your own good, Carol. You and Roger have been
lovers, and last week you acted as if you didn't even know him at the
restaurant. I've noticed that you have been acting as if you were
prejudiced lately." She had pointed the camera at us as she concluded,
"Just relax and enjoy it. Roger and Mugobe will be good for you."
Roger was six foot seven inches and his friend was six foot eleven
inches tall. Roger had a muscular build, whereas Mugobe was very thin.
Even with my high heels on, they both towered over me. Roger put his
arms around me and spoke, "Baby, don't you remember the first time we
were together? You took on half the basketball team that night. You
sucked me off, then, we fucked until your cunt was full of cum. You came
four or five times while I was screwing that tight little box of yours.
Then, you took on four other guys." He leaned down and pressed his lips
to mine and pushed his thick tongue into my mouth. When he pulled his
mouth away from mine he added, "Now, you act as if you're afraid of
black snake. Just because you found yourself a rich white boyfriend is
no reason to ignore old friends."
Roger pulled me tighter against him as he kissed my lips again. His
tongue probed into the back of my mouth as I felt a movement between our
bodies. He was getting an erection! I attempted to pull away, but was
firmly held in position as his large hands reached around and squeezed
my buttocks through my skirt. This time, when our lips parted, I
realized that my breathing was becoming more rapid. Roger grinned at me
as he noticed my automatic reaction to the fondling and kisses.
I tried to make a break for the door. I hadn't taken one step when Roger
and Mugobe grabbed me. As they lifted me up in the air and lay me on the
massage table, Roger said, "Look, Barbara says that you have gotten too
stuck up since you met that Ramsey dude. She said that you needed us to
do you a favor and soul fuck you." Before I had time to protest, Roger
was kissing me again. His tongue was stroking in and out of my mouth as
his hands squeezed my large breasts. Mugobe's large coal black hands
were running up and down my white nylon lace covered legs.
My body began to betray me. I could feel the nipples of my massaged
breasts stiffening and my vagina was beginning to tingle. I began to
realize that if this continued for another couple of minutes, that I
wouldn't be able to control myself. Roger had stopped fondling my
breasts in order to unbutton my white silk blouse. He had just started
to unhook my white lace brassiere when Mugobe discovered that I wasn't
wearing panties. Mugobe exclaimed in a foreign accent, "Man, look here!
This girl wears no underpants. And, her pussy has no hair on it!"
Roger raised his head, broke our kiss, let go of my brassiere and
flipped the front of my short red skirt up over my waist. "Damn! When
did you start shaving your pussy?" Mugobe held my legs apart as Roger's
long black fingers massaged the smooth hairless lips of my vagina. He
dipped one of his fingers into my moist slit and rubbed my clitoris. My
thoughts of getting away vanished from my mind as his finger slid deep
into my wet vagina. Two minutes of clitoris massaging later, I wouldn't
have left if the building were on fire!
Roger told Mugobe to open my bra and suck my nipples while he played
with my pussy. I voluntarily opened my legs for Roger's fingers to have
more room to maneuver. Mugobe was having difficulty unhooking my
brassiere clasp. Just as I was about to unhook my bra for him, he took
the two sides in his hands and ripped it open. My breasts wobbled from
side to side after being so violently set free. His thick lips wrapped
around my left nipple and he applied a tremendous suction. Between
Roger's fingers stroking in my wet vagina and Mugobe's lips moving to my
right nipple to make it as big and wet as my left nipple, I was
beginning to enjoy my first interracial sexual experience.
They stood on opposite sides of the massage table as they continued to
excite my aroused body. Roger took my hand and guided it to the front of
his basketball shorts. He had a very large erect cock for me to feel. My
fingers automatically gripped Roger's hard on through his pants. Without
thinking, my other hand reached the front of Mugobe's pants and found an
even larger penis. Roger's long finger was buried in my vagina as his
thumb rubbed my clit. I realized that I was theirs to screw as much as
they wanted.
Roger said, "Now, this is the Carol that I used to know. Are you ready
for us to fuck you?" I still couldn't say yes. I just nodded my head.
"Mugobe, lets get the rest of her clothes off." They helped me to my
feet and while Mugobe slid my blouse and ruined brassiere off, Roger
unzipped my skirt and let it fall down around my legs to land around my
feet. I stood before them in nothing more than my white lace stockings
and red high heel shoes.
Roger picked me up and sat me on the padded table. His hands parted my
legs as he moved in between them and bent to kiss my lips again. This
time I placed my arms around his neck, tilted my head up to meet his
lips and eagerly opened my mouth to receive his probing tongue. His
hands played with my breasts as I returned his kisses. It was as if I
was a prisoner in this female body, unable to control its sexual
appetite. Roger pinched both of my nipples and I made a gasping sound as
the sensations electrified my body.
Roger backed away a few inches and I watched as his fingers reached the
waist band of his basketball shorts and began to push them down. The
front of his jock strap was straining to hold his big hard black cock. I
watched with bated breath as he pushed his jock strap off over his erect
penis. It sprang free and stood out over ten and a half inches. As a
male, I had only seen a few black penises in the locker room at high
school and college, and they were never hard. Since I was now in a
woman's body, I began to appreciate just how exciting a big black cock
could be.
Roger pushed me back until I was laying across the massage table. He
lifted both of my nylon covered legs and moved into position so that his
long hard cock was poised at the entrance to my wet vagina. I was
looking into his eyes as the broad head of his penis pushed between my
hairless vagina lips. He moved the head up and down in my juicing slit
to moisten it, then he began to feed it into my lubricated channel. I
could feel my vagina being spread open as his penis pushed deeper and
deeper into my belly. When his course pubic hair finally made contact
with my smooth vagina lips, I wrapped my white lace covered legs around
his hips and pulled him all the way inside me. His kinky pubic hair
rubbing on my clitoris as I rocked my hips up and down. He made me have
a violent cum in about a minute and a half. I was screaming as I came.
I came back down to earth and looked up at Roger to see him grinning at
me. I smiled back as he said, "I'm glad that you're through acting like
a bitch." Before I could think of anything to say, he began rocking his
hips in and out, driving his cock in and out of my pussy. I lost eye
contact as I felt another big orgasm building. The orgasms washed over
me in endless secession. I don't know how many I had, but, they felt as
if atomic explosions were detonating in my vagina. I passed out.
I came to just as Mugobe had taken Roger's place between my legs. I felt
a cock head that seemed to be bigger than my fist begin to stretch my
vaginal opening. I hadn't seen it, but I was certain that it was wider
than either the expansion dildos or Linda's husband's penis. My vagina
stretched and opened up enough for it to enter, but, just barely. My
elastic vagina was at the breaking point as Mugobe began to force his
gigantic black cock deeper into my poor little pussy. Roger's sperm and
my vaginal secretions managed to supply enough lubrication for the
monstrously oversized black cock to push deeper, a quarter inch at a
time.
I felt pain as the huge cock reached bottom in my pussy before it was in
all the way. I cried out and he stopped pushing. I lay across the
massage table with my vagina nearly split open by what was surely one of
the largest human cocks on earth. As my labored breathing caused my
massive tits to rise and fall, Mugobe slowly withdrew his penis until
only the apple sized head was in my vagina. Then, he slowly pushed it
back into my belly until he hit bottom again. He set up a rhythm of in
and out strokes. Each time, pushing against the back of my stretched
vagina. The masochistic tendencies that I had developed since I had been
in this female body actually seemed to love the pain of being stretched
open by this huge black cock.
Mugobe raised me up and lifted me high into the air while I was still
skewered on his massive column of flesh. I placed my arms around his
neck and my legs around his waist as he stood up straight. His large
black hands held my buttocks as he began to raise and lower me onto his
stiff black penis. I began to understand what some women had meant when
they said that something hurt so good. He would raise me up in the air
until only the head of his cock was still in me, then, he would drop me,
allowing me to slide down his lubricated cock shaft until it bottomed
out in my abused vagina. Each time it hit bottom, it seemed to penetrate
a little deeper. When I finally felt Mugobe's course pubic hair on my
shaved vagina lips, I started to cum again. I passed out again after
several more orgasms.
This time when I regained consciousness, I found that I was laying face
down across the table and something was wiggling around in my anus. I
became awake instantly. I heard Roger's voice behind me, "Your backdoor
vagina sure isn't cherry anymore. You never would let me stick my black
snake up your ass, you said it would hurt to much. Today, it goes in
your ass." He removed his greased finger and I felt the head of his hard
cock touching the entrance of my intestines. I realized that he wasn't
any bigger than Linda's husband, John, and he had screwed me in the
anus. I lay still and tried to relax as Roger's black cock slowly
penetrated into my butt.
I could feel it going deep into my bowels, stretching the opening as it
went. It felt uncomfortable, but, didn't actually hurt much. When Roger
began to stroke in and out, my hips were moving back to meet his
thrusts. He moved his hands around to my vagina and began to rub my
clitoris as his cock stroked in and out of my widened bottom hole. It
began to actually feel good. He hoisted my hips up off the table to push
the last inch of his long black cock into my rounded bottom. My feet
were up off the floor and were trying to wrap around Roger's thighs from
our unnatural position. The front of my body was supported by my arms as
he pushed my body off his cock and pulled it back onto it to cram every
inch of his stiff cock into my ass. I began to cum again, lost contact
with reality and passed out once more.
When I came to, Roger and Mugobe were gone. I was laying on my back on
the massage table as Barbara wiped my forehead with a cool damp wash
cloth. "I'm sorry for tricking you," she said, "but you were supposed to
try everything that Carol had done and having sex with part of the
basket ball team was one of the things she had done." I looked at her
concerned expression as she smiled, "Besides, I think you came really
good with them." She took the damp cloth and gently wiped the sperm from
my sore vagina lips and thighs for a moment before she said, "Roger said
they have basketball practice tonight, so, unless you feel like you want
to screw the entire team, we'd better leave before they get here."
My brassiere was ruined. I buttoned my almost transparent white silk
blouse over my bare tits and slid my little red skirt up over my hips
and zipped up the zipper. My plainly visible erect nipples stood out
over an inch. Barbara left my torn brassiere laying on the massage
table, "The white lace bra will turn on some of the players. Maybe, some
of them will fight over it to see who gets to keep it!" Her eyes
sparkled as she said, "lets go before they get here."
I held my text books in front of my almost naked breasts as we walked
out of the building and across the parking lot to Barbara's car. We
passed several people who had seemed to notice my state of semi
exposure, which caused me to blush a deep shade of red. I was certainly
glad when I had reached the relative safety of the passenger seat.
Barbara started the car and we drove straight home. She had gotten
excited watching Roger, Mugobe and me screwing, and was going to have me
eat her again as soon as we reached home.
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