Message-ID: <13594eli$9808050121@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Phillip Stevens Subject: NEW TG: Rachel's Curse (3/10?) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: Rachel's Curse ============== Chapter Three We didn't wake up until Sunday lunchtime. I was much more comfortable looking at Rachel in her proper body over the kitchen table as we enjoyed a late breakfast. But I was in trouble and I knew it. Last night Rachel had been amazing. After I had gotten my proper body back I found that I was simply too horny to say no to Rachel's advances. We made love quite literally all night long and we finally fell to sleep in the early hours of the morning. I had slept around a lot in my time, but Rachel was by far the best lover in bed I had ever had. She knew just how to please me. I guessed that this was because of all the knowledge gained from body swapping, but last night I didn't care how she knew. For months I had fantisized about making love to her and when it finally happened, it was better than I expected. I looked over at her and I realized that I wanted to make love to her again. More than that, I can't get over the fact that last night I did enjoy having my pussy eaten. I also couldn't ignore the fact that part of me actually wanted to be fucked by Rachel. Perhaps it was down to the hormones in her body, but I couldn't shake the fact that I had such a strong desire to be fucked by her as a woman. How the hell was I going to get myself out of this one. We talked and I said I would think about it. We decided that we would always remain friends whatever happened. I went home and relaxed with my mind racing at all the various thoughts. I was now back in my proper body. But I was so confused as to what I should do. I had strong feelings for Rachel, but knowing what I now know, did I fall in love with an illusion, with someone who doesn't exist. I was called away on a business trip for most of the week. Actually the timing was perfect. It allowed me to get out of the office (where I was clearly miserable) and it gave me the perfect excuse to stay away from Rachel for a while. The trouble was, I soon realized that I didn't want to stay away from her. I called her while away and spoke to her for long hours over the next few days. She was very considerate. She gave me the space I needed. By the end of the week the anger I felt had completely disappeared. I now felt sorry for her. I'm still not sure what made my decision. Perhaps it was curiosity mixed with my strong feelings for Rachel, topped up with a desire to learn certain useful facts about female anatomy which could be put to good use, but on Friday I went round to see her. "Rachel. I've given this a lot of thought. I mean, it's not an easy decision something like this" I started. "And" she said. "Are you sure we can't have sex without transferring every time." "Well it's technically possible. There are things we can try, like I've got a PVC body suit that we can use. If you want to try it we can, but you can't live a relationship like that. It would work for a few weeks, but we'd both get frustrated very quickly." "So the only way I can keep seeing you, is too... become you regularly." I said. Rachel looked in my eyes and nodded without saying anything. "Well... I think... perhaps... I can try" I said. Rachel's eyes lit up in surprise. I think she was expecting me to blow it all off. "Are you sure" she asked. "No. I'm not sure if I can handle it." I said honestly. "I still don't know if I can fuck you as a woman. But after last week when you licked my pussy, at least I know I can always get back another way. If I can find a way of saving our relationship, then I'm prepared to give it a go. It might work, it might not. At least we can say we tried." I said. "That's all I ask" she said as she hugged me. That made me feel good. After having caused Rachel so much pain these past days, I had finally been able to give some comfort to Rachel. Of course, the big question was... exactly how much comfort could I provide. We talked for a few more hours. She asked me what changed my mind I told her that my opinions hadn't changed all that much, but they had just been put in perspective a bit better. Eventually I made the suggestion that we went to her bedroom. Rachel asked if I was sure. To be honest, I was scared. I still don't know why I suggested it, but before we knew what we were doing, we were both cavorting on her bed naked. Rachel had told me to let her take the lead. She knew what she was doing. Eventually she climbed on top of me. "Right Paul. When you get control of this body, don't stop okay. And trust me, you'll enjoy it" I could see that she was fingering herself. She was obviously getting herself close. I was wondering who was going to come first. Each time so far I had been transferred out of an orgasm, effectively robbed of that pleasure. I wondered what it would be like to be transferred into an orgasm. She pulled up my cock and lowered herself onto it. This was a similar position to the one when the first transfer happened. I assumed she choose this position because she had more control over it. I penetrated deep into her pussy once again. In the back of my mind I knew that it a few minutes, it would be my pussy. We didn't use a condom this time. She laid on top of me and began to fuck me as she kissed me. I put my arms around her. I was nervous, but somehow she just knew how to arouse me. She knew just how to touch me to get me as turned on as possible. It wasn't long before I realized I was going to come inside her yet again. "I'm gonna cum" I said. "Then cum" she replied. I could tell by the noise she was making that she was close to the her own orgasm. Then she rolled us over, so that I was now on top of her. I concluded this was the point of no return and I drove my cock deep into her hot pussy. As Rachel pushed her cock right in, it banged against my clit sending pleasure waves right through me. She tensed up and she soon pumped her hot creamy seed deep inside me. It felt like my whole body was on fire with arousal as Rachel's cock was sliding in and out of me. Rachel thrust deep as she pressed my nipples in. Once again, the realization began to filter through. But this time I was very aroused. Rachel started to slow down briefly, but when she got control of my body, she began to speed up a again. She pinched my nipples, then bent down and whispered in my ear. "If you wan't me to stop I will, just say it" she reassured me. Being in this position felt a bit... unnerving. I was laying on my back, my legs spread wide with a male body on top of me and a large cock sliding in and out of my pussy. I felt like I had no control over the situation, like I was at Rachel's mercy. This wasn't what I had in mind. I was hoping to have my pussy eaten and to find out what I missed the other night. Then we might, just might go all the way. But Rachel wasn't stopping. She was continuing to fuck me. We all have a few critical seconds in our life where instant decisions shape the remainder of our life. In this instant I had two decisions. I could tell her stop or I could let her do what she wanted. Rachel was now on top of me, thrusting deep into me making me groan with pleasure. In the end, my body decided for me. I found myself wrapping my legs around Rachel and arching my back upwards giving myself to her. She responded with renewed vigor grabbing my tits once again, pinching the nipples. I could feel wave after wave of pleasure shoot from my pussy and my tits. This felt so different from having my pussy eaten a few nights ago. Somehow, this felt better. The groans from within me grew louder. Each thrust from Rachel seemed to compel me to gasp loudly. She had broken down the barriers inside me and I found myself working with her, moving my body in time with her, squeezing on her cock. The feelings grew more and more intense until I felt the pleasure build to a point. My whole body shuddered and I dug my fingernails into Rachel's back and screamed as my entire body exploded in pleasure. I squeezed hard on Rachel's cock which only seemed to make it better for me as well. Rachel's expert fingers, cock and tongue prolonged the pleasure for me causing sensations all over my body. After what seemed an eternity, I felt it all begin to subside. I now knew the feelings that I had been robbed of, when Rachel ate my pussy. "Wow" was all I could say when it was all over still panting. "Feels good, doesn't it" she said still on top of me. I had to agree. It had felt better than I expected. I was still on a sexual high. My body was tingling with excitement. We just laid there for a few minutes with Rachel on top of me. My arms and legs were still wrapped around her tightly. I can't describe the emotional battle that went on inside me that night. Part of me was disgusted at myself for going ahead with all this and actually having sex with a man. But a growing part of me loved it. After all, there was nothing unnatural about what we just did. It was just a man and a woman having sex. Only thing was... I was the woman. "Mind if you let me go." Rachel asked after a few minutes. "What" I asked. Rachel motioned to my legs. I had wrapped them around her and after it was over, pulled her into me so tight that she couldn't get off me. I felt a little embarrassed. Somehow I wanted her cock to stay deep inside of me for as long as possible. When I untangled my legs she rolled off me and softly stroked my body which seemed to keep me aroused. I wasn't too sure what to do for the rest of the night. As a man I would have probably fallen asleep fairly quickly, but somehow I felt that I had the capacity for more sex. I still felt uneasy about having sex with my former body, regardless of who was the host of it, but somehow that argument carried a lot less weight after the pleasure I just experienced. The next time we did it slower. She climbed on top and slowly penetrated me, which was another first for me. The feeling of being penetrated was so alien to me, yet it felt so fulfilling. Rachel carefully and slowly built me up to a peak then backed away. She did this several times until I was once again in a sexual frenzy. I still can't believe she actually made me beg her for release. She built me up one final time before sending me crashing over the edge. That was the first time that I had had sex as a woman from start to finish and it was amazing. As I felt her strong powerful hands caressing me afterwards, it all felt so complete. She slowly, but surely enticed me into sex again and again that night. She forfeited her own pleasure in order to provide me with as much as possible. If I thought she was a good fuck as a woman, she was even better as a man. She just knew exactly what to do to give me the most exquisite feelings throughout my body. Very soon, all feelings of guilt over what I was doing had vanished. Boy was I in trouble. Girls had gotten me into trouble before, but this one really beats the lot... *************** The next morning we were eating breakfast together, yet again. It was so difficult to look across the table, see myself, but know it's really my beautiful girlfriend sitting there. But I can't think of her as my girlfriend at all now. At this moment, she's my boyfriend and I'm her beautiful girlfriend. My body shivered at that thought. It looks like there are still quite a few feelings to resolve. If I thought I was in trouble last week, I'm in even deeper trouble now. Last night I had a long sex session with a guy and enjoyed every single minute of it. I'm in way over my head here. "So, what do we do now. Where to we go from here" I asked her. For now I still thought of Rachel as 'her' and would continue to for the time being. Rachel smiled back at me "Well, you've cleared the first hurdle. Are you okay about last night. Any regrets" she asked. "No. No regrets. I enjoyed it." I said firmly, but I wasn't completely sure inside. Part of being a hot-shot executive is that you must always appear to be absolutely sure, even if you don't have any idea and that philosophy seemed to apply to my personal life as well. I still had feelings to resolve, but that was something I would have to do myself. As far as Rachel is concerned, everything is fine. "Good. Because you've got to decide where our relationship goes from here. If you just want a sex based relationship then I can live with that. It's been a while since I've had regular sex and I've been getting a bit frustrated lately. You can come round at the weekends when you're not doing anything and we can have sex. You can have your proper body back by the end of the weekend." Then she continued "But Paul, I'd like to take it further than that. I think of you as more than just a sexual partner. But there are many barriers that will need to be cleared." I sat there thinking for a few minutes, then looked Rachel in the eyes. "I want to take it further as well. What do I have to do to make it work" I said firmly. "Are you sure." she said slightly surprised. "This won't be easy." "Yes. I'm sure. I don't know what it is about you, but I want to be with you. I'll do whatever it takes." I replied, once again with the authority and conviction that I am so used to hearing from myself, but inside I wondered just how far I was prepared to take this. She smiled "Okay. Well, I'd like to take it easy with you. Do you think you can take next week off work." she asked. "Already arranged." I replied. Rachel looked at me shocked and gave me an enquiring look "It's a quiet time. I told them I might have some things to sort out so I've left my deputy in charge." Rachel could barely contain her glee. She could see that I was really going to work at this. "Good. Then, how would you like to spend most of the next week as me. I don't just mean around the house, but wearing my clothes, going out, everything." I gulped slightly. What the hell have I let myself in for. ************** I agreed to Rachel's plan that we go away and I spend most of the next week in her female body. As it turned out, I would have to go to work Monday to have the work prepared for the week so we couldn't get away until Tuesday at the earliest. But since it was now only Saturday, I also agreed to spend the rest of the weekend female as well. Rachel said that she wanted to take me slowly, to treat me with kid gloves over all this. So I carried on wearing pants and t-shirts so I could fully get used to my female form. She didn't want to push me too fast into feminine clothes, but I did try a little makeup and experiment some of her (my?) underwear. I never admitted it to Rachel at the time because I was too embarrassed, but it sort of turned me on. I have to say that by the end of the weekend, I no longer had a problem wearing a bra. Huh, never thought I'd hear myself say that. We did go out once together to the shopping mall Sunday afternoon. It was scary. But you know the weirdest thing. I felt comfortable with Rachel at my side. We were holding hands and it was reassuring to have her there. But at the same time, it was strange to be out in public holding another mans hand. I noticed that a lot of men looked at me. Rachel told me it was because I looked so pretty. I don't know whether that was a good or bad thing. I asked her again about this curse, but she still wouldn't tell me about it. She said she didn't want to put me off. Huh, just saying that made me feel uneasy. Anyway, we switched back Sunday night. But this time, Rachel was the first to come. Being transferred into an orgasm was even stranger than being transferred out of one (and a lot better). We were having sex (remember I was still female at the time). Now I was aroused, but not that close to orgasm, when suddenly, without warning I felt my cock tense up in orgasm before I came inside her cunt. Boy these transfers felt strange. I wondered if I would ever get used to them. Well, that was only the beginning for the evening. I was once again able to have sex with Rachel in her female form. But this time, I felt more confident in knowing what to do to her. After she had screwed me several times two nights before, pleasing her was much easier that night. I brought her to several orgasms, which really made me feel good inside. I went to work the next day and I also had to go in early Tuesday morning to tie some loose ends up. After doing that we immediately drove a few hours to a small town so I could keep up my excuse of needing some time off for personal reasons. Rachel gave the same excuse with her work. By Tuesday lunchtime we were settled into our remote cabin. Continued in part four... 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