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  At least one of us should have the experience.

  I ran my hand up and down his shaft slowly, gliding over the soft skin, but that was just the beginning. Noah could do that himself. Of course, it always felt better when a girl did it, but I knew what the anticipation of the mouth was like for men. It was always what we really wanted. And even sweet, thoughtful Noah was waiting for it now. I knew it. I could feel his body tensing for it, being both confused and carried away by the situation just like I was.

  So, I gave him what I knew he wanted.

  I licked the tip of his rod hesitantly to taste it. I decided it wasn’t bad at all and wrapped my lips around the head of his member, using my tongue to swirl against it.

  Noah released his first real moan, and I smiled inwardly. I started to lick up and down his shaft before running my mouth along its entire length. I bobbed my head on it slowly at first and then more quickly. I tried to force him as far down my throat as I could get him, and he helped, placing a hand on the back of my neck. I loved the feel of his member touching the back of my throat. I wanted to hold him there forever until he came.

  I guess the goddess forgot a gag reflex when she put together the whole woman package. I chuckled to myself. She really had turned me into a nympho, for whatever reason.

  I could tell Noah was enjoying himself from his sounds. He tangled his hands in my soft hair and guided me along his shaft, controlling my speed and pushing when I wanted to feel him in my throat again. I used one of my hands to fondle him below the shaft while I worked it, gently caressing him in a way that seemed to drive him crazy.

  He slowed me to a stop and pulled himself from my mouth, a trickle of spit hanging in the air.

  “You’re like a dream…” he said.

  “Then why did we stop?”

  “Because if you kept going, we probably wouldn’t make it to the best part. Besides, I’d like to reciprocate a little myself if that’s okay.”

  My new pleasure nub twitched at the idea, and I wiped my mouth clean, nodding.

  “Lay back.”

  I laid down on the clothing blanket he set up for me as comfortably as I could. He kneeled in front of me, untying the strings of my bikini bottoms and pulling them off. He spread my legs and I watched as he brought his head down to me.

  I gasped. His tongue was there. I could feel every lick, every stroke, swirling around and flicking against me. He encased my button with his lips and sucked. I thought I was going to explode with pleasure. My hips grinded against his mouth, encouraging him to continue delivering this immense ecstasy. I felt him slip a finger into me, but I was so wet, I hardly even noticed until it was deep within me, creating a feeling of fullness I had never felt before. It was the most amazing thing I had ever experienced, and I wanted so much more. I wanted him to fill me up completely, to stretch me out.

  “More…” I whispered as he pumped into me with his single finger. He didn’t even hesitate as he slipped another in. This one created a twinge of pain, but it was gone just as quickly as it came, swallowed by the delicious feeling taking over every inch of my body.

  And suddenly it stopped. His mouth and fingers were gone, and I opened my eyes, searching for him. My vision was slightly blurred, but I saw him approaching my entrance, member in hand.

  “Are you ready?” he asked hoarsely.

  Oh God, yes…

  Heaven Sent

  He messed up his first life, but that’s what second chances are for… even if this time he has to do it as a woman.

  When Rick, a high-powered, rich financier, unexpectedly arrives at the gates of heaven and is denied entry because of the self-centered way he lived his life, all he wants is a second chance to make up for past mistakes. He’d always intended to be more generous and kinder to people—he was just planning to do it in his golden years. When the angels give him the chance to go back to Earth in a young, fit body and prove the truth of his intentions, Rick eagerly accepts. Getting to be young all over again while keeping all of his accumulated wisdom sounds like a great deal, and he can hardly believe his luck.

  But when Rick wakes up in a dirty Los Angeles alley in the body of a gorgeous, female twenty-something with no money, no I.D., and no apparent past, he immediately begins to regret his choice. How is he supposed to prove how generous and kind he can be without any of his prior wealth or friends? How is he supposed to support himself with no way to get a job and no resources at his disposal? And how on Earth is he supposed to adjust to being a petite, delicate woman when he’s spent decades as a confident, powerful man?

  Rick quickly discovers that being a woman is very different from the life he’s used to, in ways that are both frustrating and humiliating. The only person who gives a damn about him now is Luke: the strong, warm-eyed bartender who takes pity on the pretty, bedraggled girl and gives her a place to stay and some money to get back on her feet while she figures out her new life. If only there were something she could do to repay his kindness…

  An excerpt from Heaven Sent:

  Madison arched her back off the bed and lifted her hips to meet his hands, hungry for his touch to wander other places. Luke smiled at her impatience and climbed more fully onto the bed, one leg coming to rest solidly between her thighs. His knee suddenly ground up against her sex, and Madison gasped at the friction, returning the motion with urgency. Unfortunately for her, he didn’t seem to be in any hurry and shied his leg away from her slightly until she forced herself to stop moving.

  It seemed like he wanted to set the pace, and it was maddening to lie there panting and wait for him to decide to make another move. It wasn’t fair! She wanted him now, and the waiting was agony. Whimpers and moans spilled from her lips every few seconds as he slowly moved above her, teasing and tasting her skin every time his knee moved. Whenever she tried to coax him along too quickly, he withdrew slightly, a stern reminder that he was in charge here, and that Madison was submissive to his whims—he’d take her when he wanted to, and no sooner. Agony.

  In a desperate attempt for revenge, she reached up and spread her palms wide over his chest. Her fingers quickly found his nipples and she gave them a sharp tug, pulling Luke’s first gasp of the night out. His teeth bit down sharply at her neck and she cried out, causing him to roll sideways off her and collapse on the bed next to her. They lay side by side panting.

  But Madison had more tricks up her sleeve from watching women tease her for years as Rick. She turned on her side so that she had a wonderful view of his body and traced her hand over his bare stomach, mirroring the gentle touches he’d been giving her earlier. Her fingers found his hipbones and she used them as leverage to pull herself into a sitting position over him, straddling his waist as she had when they’d kissed on the couch. He grinned up at her and one hand reached out to brush away a lock of blonde hair that had fallen into her face.

  She grasped the bottom of her shirt, as she’d seen women do a thousand times, and it pulled it over her head in a single motion that dragged it sensually across her breasts and exposed her bra. Then she cupped her breasts above Luke, narrowing her eyes and posing in a way that Rick had always found to be maddeningly sexy. Luke inhaled sharply at the view of her cleavage, practically bursting out of the white, lacy bra that Rebecca had sold her. She didn’t feel lost, here in this moment—she felt powerful. Madison had a unique perspective on what sorts of things men found sexy, given her previous life, and she wanted to put those skills to good use to pay back her sexy benefactor. Luke had been so kind to her, and he was hot, sweet, and everything she wanted in that moment. He deserved the best night she could show him.

  Reaching out, she caught his hand from where it lay on the bed and guided it up to her breast for him to feel. His eyes watched the motion of her skin as his fingers pressed into the soft flesh, kneading and pulling around her nipples until she whimpered with pleasure, and it surprised even Madison at just how good his warm hand felt there. From her position atop him it was easy to grind her hips down, this ti
me controlling all the friction herself. Underneath her he was rapidly getting harder, his firm length pressing against the fabric of his jeans and rubbing her through her layers of clothes once again.

  Both of them were wearing way too many for her liking. Fingers scrambled against the zipper of his pants and he caught his breath when she dipped inside his jeans, brushing his cock through his underwear. She liked pulling these noises out of him; it felt like sharing themselves in a way that she couldn’t begin to describe. Luke’s hands clutched at her hips again and he pulled her forward roughly onto the fabric of his underwear. Fully hard now, his dick strained to be free from the confines of his clothing. Madison smiled at the precum visible on the white fabric she was grinding on, getting wetter and wetter herself.

  But when she trailed her fingers underneath the waistband of the underwear, Luke stopped her hand with an iron grip. Mischief sparkled in his eyes, a look she was learning to recognize, and she reminded herself again that she was only in charge to the extent that Luke allowed her to be. She was totally at his mercy.

  Quickly he rolled them both to the side, unseating her from him with an ungraceful flop. She giggled as he slid off the bed, turning around to see him sliding his jeans all the way off. But instead of fully undressing, he returned to the bed and began working at the zipper on her own pants. Madison tried to reach down to help him but he gently batted her hands away, murmuring for her to ‘relax.’

  She kicked her pants off quickly and expected his fingers to return, but was surprised when something hot and wet mouthed at her through her panties. Wide-eyed, she looked down to see Luke kneeling on the floor beside the bed, at the perfect height to lick a stripe down her thigh and end with his nose buried in her crotch. Teeth scraped the fabric of her panties and he pulled them down her legs in a single, quick jerk, exposing her pussy to the eager man. Madison flushed and gasped as a string of her juices connected to the panties snapped, embarrassed at the concrete proof of her arousal. But Luke just grinned as though staring at his favorite meal. Again she felt as if he was going to devour her, and there was nothing in the world that would have made her stop him…

  Becoming Hers

  Tom McCallister has been in love with his best friend Lyla for as long as he can remember, but what would be the point of telling her that? He's known that it's hopeless ever since she came out to him as a lesbian during their freshman year of college. Lyla likes women, and Tom is definitely not a woman.

  But when Tom loses both his job and his girlfriend on the same day, Lyla is still the first person he turns to for support. She tells him to drop everything and fly out to see her in New York, confident that some friend time is exactly what he needs to get through his slump. On the plane ride over, Tom confesses his love for Lyla to a mysterious woman, takes a nap, and then wakes up in New York with some very surprising changes! He's been somehow transformed into a jaw-droppingly beautiful woman--a "megahottie," as Lyla would say. Tom has no idea what's going on and texts Lyla in a panic!

  Fortunately, Lyla is there just like always to help him out. But now that Tom is a woman, their whole dynamic has changed. Sparks fly between the two best friends almost immediately, and Tom realizes that as "Jess," he might finally be able to explore his real feelings for Lyla. Is it worth risking everything for a happily ever after?

  An excerpt from Becoming Hers:

  I didn’t know what to say, so I just clinked my glass with hers and downed my drink in a few gulps, hoping the liquid courage would help me get through this crazy, bizarre night. Lyla followed suit and then her hand slid into mine once again.

  It felt right, pressed there against my palm, our fingers intertwining, and my blood thrummed in my veins. I didn’t think I had ever met a more beautiful woman than Lyla.

  “How about we hit the floor?” she asked suddenly.

  “Sounds good to me.”

  I let her pull me out there just as a faster paced song came on. It felt strange to move my new body, since it was so much more… flexible. I’d never been much of a dancer, always feeling sort of awkward on the dance floor, but it seemed so much easier in this body than it ever had when I had been a man. I found myself making more winding, fluid moves instead of my normal jerky side-stepping in time with the beat. It took about half the song for me to get my bearings, but then Lyla wrapped her arms around my waist and pressed her body into mine, moving along with the music.

  Oh.

  Oh.

  I’d danced with Lyla before, but this time it was different. It felt like I’d stuck a fork into an electrical socket, and my heart leapt into my throat. I tried my best to follow her lead, but it was hard to concentrate with every single neuron in my brain dedicated to reporting on all the different sensations I was getting from the feeling of her body moving against mine.

  The softness of her breasts as they pushed against my ribs. The delicate curve of her wrist resting just behind my spine. The pulse at her neck. My brain translated all of this in a deluge of information, and I never wanted it to end.

  Sometime during that moment, I had reached up and let my hand rest on her shoulder, touching her luminescent skin. God. She was even softer than I was, like silk and satin had combined into the ultimate texture. And as my palm rested there, I could feel the tension of her breasts rising and falling with her movements. A short moment later, I realized mine were doing the same, resulting in a strange circle of both pleasure and pain.

  I felt myself getting rapidly overwhelmed by the physical sensations of a body spinning wildly out of control until my mind could only spit out one thought.

  Kiss her.

  Kiss her!

  Books by Alyson Belle

  Standalone Romance

  Bared Before the Gods

  Bright and Bubbly

  Mayan Maiden

  Heaven Sent

  Becoming Hers

  My Very Own Gender Swap

  Soul Swapped

  Summer Loving

  Exchanji

  Christmas Swap

  Fantasy Swapped Online

  Fantasy Swap Online (Book 1)

  Pleasure Bound (Book 2)

  Dragon Lady (Book 3)

  The Virtnet Chronicles

  Slipping In (Book 1)

  Going Deep (Book 2)

  Losing It (Book 3)

  Trading Up (Book 4)

  VR Gender Swap: The Complete Virtnet Chronicles

  His Executive Gender Swap

  Corporate Plaything (Book 1)

  People Pleaser (Book 2)

  Executive Suite (Book 3)

  Executive Gender Swap: Omnibus

  Gender Swapped by the Witch Queen

  Savagely Swapped (Book 1)

  Pleasure Maiden (Book 2)

  Dark Desires (Book 3)

  Jungle Heat (Book 4)

  Swapped by the Witch Queen: Omnibus

  Gender Swapped SciFi

  Space Swapped (Book 1)

  Preggers in Space (Book 2)

  Cosmic Harem (Book 3)

  Space Babe Forever (Book 4)

  Gender Swapped in Space: Omnibus

  Short Erotic Reads

  Sorority Daze

  Witch Switch

  Reluctant Mama

  Bad Daddy

  Naughty Gamer Swap

  Caught in Panties

  Forbidden Flirtations

  Swapped at Burning Man

  Swapped and Popped

  Swapped Behind Bars

  Swapping Shorts: 10-Book Anthology

  Nonfiction

  Sissy Boy: Feminized and Loving It

  About the Author

  Alyson Belle is a bestselling romance and erom author who has had a passion for transformation and body swap stories for as long as she can remember. She now delights in sharing her passion with the world by writing some of the sexiest stories around. With Alyson in control, your hottest fantasy ever is always just a click away…

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