HappyComeLucky

Or rather, if I was a man, I would…

Of course the obvious thing is that I would play with my cock but before that there are a couple of other things.

I would go for a run and a trip to the gym. I would love to feel how differently male anatomy works. I am making the assumption that if I can be a man for the day, I can be a tall man and experiment with the physicality of that body. I think that moving and using a tall male body would feel very different to my short and female one. I really fancy trying the feeling of striding along with a body made for striding.

Of course, that won’t be the only thing that I get up to. Once I have got used to the feel, movements and responses of my male body, then I am going to seriously hope that it came with a very short refractory period. I have spent today trying to decide on the best order for what comes next and my current thinking starts with a gorgeous, thoroughly lubed up, wank. I want to know how it feels. I want to revel in that immediate feedback loop of what grip, speed, varying the touch etc feels like. I want to know the difference between focussing on the head and indulging in long strokes. I want to know how much of my male body will feel pulled and tightened as that orgasm builds. I want to know how it feels when that cock is pulsing. I need to know what that orgasm feels like and from how deep those sensations come.

It will be no surprise that I need some help with fulfilling the next part of my wishlist. I want to have my cock sucked by someone who loves doing it as much as I do. I know what makes a man’s cock twitch. I know what makes a man groan with need. I know what makes his thighs tense and makes him thrust to meet me. I want to know how it feels. I want to indulge with absolute sluttish gluttony and be taken past the point of no return by the unrelenting perfection of a worshipping blow job.

As I am focussing on the things that I can do as a man and not as a woman, I am going to skip over the things like going down on her or him. It’s not that those don’t turn me on hugely. I just don’t need to wait for this body swap for those. Another thing that I do want to do as this man is kiss. I want to be the taller, more powerful person with my hand in her hair while I kiss her deeply and passionately. I want to be the person leaning down instead of stretching up. I want to be the person who could pick her up and push her onto the bed, pulling her clothes off, my body covering hers before I explore every inch.

As this is all fantasy, I am utterly ignoring safe sex – although, I think at some point, I should try rolling a condom on this cock and finding out how that feels. For now, I want to feel the sensitive head of my cock touching her skin, running it along her labia, teasing her while enjoying the feeling of warmth and slickness on my flesh. Of course, I will be slowly sliding my cock into her beautiful cunt. Slowly I think. I want to savour every moment. I want to feel whether as it feels as good as I know I do when a man enters me. I say I will go slowly, but I know that won’t be the whole of it. I want to know the difference between fast and slow. I want to know the difference between missionary, doggy, on her side. I want to feast my eyes on her on top while delighting in every sensation. I want to know how tight I will hold her, pulling me to her when I come.

Just thinking about that makes me feel almost drunk with the experience. I can’t imagine rushing from that to the next thing but, if I only have this male body for one day, there is more to do.

I’ll let you decide I’m your own minds whether the next bit happens in that same bed or whether it is a whole new scene. For my next heart’s desire, I need a man. Maybe that should be lust’s desire. I could do the next thing with a woman, but as I often fantasise and wank to the thought of this, for this special day, only a man will do.

I want to kiss him while running my hands over his flesh. I want to feel his stubble against my own. I want to see our responses mirrored in each other’s bodies. More than all that, I want to grab that lube, spread those cheeks and fuck his arse. I want to growl in his ear as I press my hard length into him. I want to moan with him as he presses back onto me, hungry for more. I want to feel the heat, the sweat and the passion as I fuck his arse until I come. I want to feel his muscled thighs shudder and his arse clench at that moment of release. I want to fuck us to exhaustion and them collapse in a heap.

If I was a man…