This is the first part of an ongoing series, that takes place in a reality where not only do magic sex spells exist, but people don't worry about pandemics, STD's, or the need for birth control.
Body Swapping is a story device that I've been fascinated by for several years. This series will explore the effect that switching bodies has on the sexual lives of those who use (and maybe abuse) that ability.
This entry is almost all set up, so the characters are in their own bodies while having sex. The second part will be submitted as soon as this one publishes, so if it's not up when you're reading this, keep checking back!
Featuring:
Adina: a wealthy and mysterious widow that both Mariella and her husband met in college. She and Mariella used to date, and all three of them lived together for a time in a sexual threesome.
And Mariella: nearly forty years old and married to Hardy. She's in love with her husband, but less than satisfied with the current state of their sex life.
As always, I welcome your comments. I hope you enjoy reading!
IsabellaEmily
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"It will change your life!" exclaimed Adina. "All of your life."
"Really?" I asked, working to mask my skepticism.
"Okay. Maybe not your whole life." Adina laughed. "But I do promise that it will change the way you see the world. And your sex life."
"Okay." I bit. "What is it?"
"It is, quite simply, magic." Said Adina, her eyes bright.
Let me back up a bit.
I was sitting nude in the rooftop courtyard of an old mansion, soaking in its hot tub.
Naked and soaking with me was my oldest and dearest friend Adina.
It was her mansion, left to her several years before by her late husband, who had died suddenly and tragically, leaving her young, alone, and very wealthy.
I was here on vacation.
Well not exactly vacation.
Certainly I had hopes of resting and relaxing. And I definitely needed to spend time with Adina, hopefully while doing some shopping, dancing, and even a bit of drinking.
But I was also here to seek her advice.
Adina was a marriage counselor, and a fairly successful one.
My marriage wasn't in trouble exactly.
But it had grown stale, and it certainly was in need of some sort of course correction.
Our sexual spark hadn't just gone out. It had been doused with icy water and then smothered by a very boring routine.
My husband Hardy and both sensed that if we didn't put in a serious effort to jumpstart things in the bedroom, we'd be in danger of becoming one of those couples who fuck once every few weeks in the missionary position with the lights off.
Neither of us wanted that.
Aside from the usual problems that men and women have trying to figure out how the other thinks and feels, we'd always been totally compatible.
Especially when it came to sex.
For the first several years we were married we couldn't keep our hands off each other. We couldn't keep our mouths and genitals off each other either for that matter.
However, a few years ago I started traveling a lot for work and he started working insane hours after his boss got caught embezzling, and just like that sex became less of a priority, and then not a priority at all. Soon it was chore, and then a sore point.
Before long we were both frustrated with the frequency and the routine.
And then Adina called us. She'd been a dear friend to both of us in college, and we were closer to her than we were to many members of our own families.
She had just gotten back from an extended stay in California and had invited us to spend a month with her in New Orleans.
Hardy of course was too busy to go.
But the Midwest winter and him falling asleep the very night she called to invite us while I was rubbing his balls convinced me to take her up on her offer, and just like that I was naked with her in her hot tub.
Hardy understood I had once had a fling with Adina, and approved of the fact that she and I would occasionally spend a long weekend pleasuring each other for old time's sake, a tradition that neither of our marriages had interfered with.
In fact, Adina had watched lovingly the night before her wedding while I sucked her fiancé's cock and swallowed his cum, a favor she returned two years later for Hardy the night before he and I married.
And a few months after her husband died, Adina had come to stay with Hardy and I, and the three of us shared a bed for two months, sleeping, fucking, showering, cuddling, and orgasming in every combination three people possibly could.
It was a testament to the sexual staleness of our marriage that the thought of Adina and I naked together in the same bed couldn't entice Hardy to take time off work.
Aside from the beautiful garden and hot tub on the roof, her large house was beautifully decorated, with four large bedrooms on the top two floors, each with its own bathroom and sitting room, and walk in closets.
The bottom two floors of the house contained the kitchen and dining room, formal living and entertaining rooms, a home theater, a game room, a fully stocked bar and lounge, and a trampoline room with mirrored walls and ceiling.
The house also had two live-in caretakers who had their own apartment in the basement that was bigger than the house I was raised in. Their names were Wayne and Loretta and Adina considered them family and treated them as such.
She'd picked me up from the airport that afternoon, and over dinner I had confessed to her about the sexual rut my marriage was in.
As the conversation grew more personal and sexual, she invited me to join her for a soak on the roof, and I soon found myself sitting across from her in the steamy water, feeling her toes probe erotically at my cunt lips.
Wayne had come up to the roof to bring us some wine and was doing his best to ignore our nudity. Adina had never been body shy, so I'm sure that he and Loretta had both seen her naked in her hot tub before.
In fact, I had never been body shy either, so I was enjoying Wayne's roving eyes as he filled my wine glass.
Even though it had been more than a year since Adina and I had seen each other, we quickly fell back into our sarcastic and flirty banter with each other.
So as the sun set in the distance the two of us were sipping wine and flirting and discussing the problems of monogamous sexual boredom.
"I know what you both need." Adina had told me with a wink. "It will open both your eyes and increase your empathy for each other, along with your sex drives."
"It's not some sort of goofy spiritual thing that will have us chanting in the desert and doing trust falls with each other will it?" I asked.
"I invited you to one workshop in the desert all those years ago." Adina said, making a face at me. "When are you going to stop grinding on it?"
"Never." I announced, with mock sincerity. "I need something to hold over your head until one of us is dead."
"It's not a goofy spiritual thing." She told me with a grin. "It's a secret remedy, that is guaranteed to add passion and fire and extreme pleasure to your sex life."
"So what is it?" I asked her, holding out my glass so Wayne could top it off.
"It is, quite simply, magic." Said Adina, her eyes bright.
"That good?" I asked. "What is it?"
"I'm serious." Adina said. "It's a kind of magic."
"I'll be heading downstairs Ms. Adina." Said Wayne. "Please ring if you should need anything else this evening."
"Thank you Wayne." She said. "I think I can manage on my own. Give my love to Loretta."
"I sure will." He said. "And it was a true pleasure to see you again Ms. Mariella."
"Thank you Wayne." I said. "Have a good night."
"I don't know what I'd do without them." Adina said, as he went inside.
"Yeah, yeah," I laughed, "Get back to the magic cure for my marriage."
"It's not a magic cure." She said. "But it is magic. Pure magic."
"Oh come on." I laughed. "Like voodoo or something?"
"My exact reaction initially." Adina said. "Hell, even after I experienced it, I was skeptical. But it really is magic. A real-life magic spell that will forever change your sex life."
I stretched my foot out in the hot tub and pushed it against her inner thigh.
"It doesn't make anyone hornier, does it?" I asked. "Because arousal isn't really our issue. We're just in a boring routine."
"Being more aroused is not the primary result." Said Adina. "But it will change your understanding of orgasms. Quite a bit, actually. And you will find that new knowledge to be absolutely arousing."
"It's not a penis enlargement thing, is it?" I asked. "Because as I'm sure you remember Hardy already has about all I can handle."
"I remember." She giggled. "I spent your entire wedding trying to pop my jaw back into place. It's not a penis enlargement potion. But the perspective you gain will be huge."
"I'm not even sure we need any real help." I said. "I just think that if we had a few weeks without any meetings or deadlines we'd be all over each other again. We're both still horny all the time."
"You can be horny, and still be bored." Adina told me. "In fact that very truth infects many married couples."
"It's just that our schedules rarely line up for anything more than a handjob in the shower or a quick fuck before we fall asleep." I said. "And I don't want to spend the next twenty years almost being satisfied."
"Then let me help you." She said, her toes pressing against my sensitive crease. "Let me give you an insight into sex that you'll never forget."
"So what are you talking about here?" I asked. "Some sort of drug?"
