Gina's Velvet Descent

Hey, y’all! The story I’m going to share with you is strictly fictional and a fantasy of mine. Let me say that this story isn’t for everyone. I hope those that do read it keep in mind that it is only a naughty fantasy of a naughty girl and nothing else. Ben has helped with the “conversation” segments between him and me in this story. Thank you, babe!

God Bless y’all and Stay Horny!

GG

I can’t help but smile as I pick up the strap-on harness from the floor next to our bed. I think back to the night before when Ben and I enjoyed a pegging session.

My dear husband had requested that I peg him that night. Usually, I am the one who initiates pegging, believe it or not. I enjoy the feeling of being the dominant one and pleasing him. Not to mention, it turns me on to wear the strap-on and be able to penetrate him.

“You want some of this dick, baby!” I said to him as I slowly applied a generous amount of coconut oil to the shaft of the fake cock.

Ben lay on his back slowly, stroking his hard cock. He grinned and said, “Shut up and just give it to me!” He then lifted his legs and bent his knees, giving me a good view of his asshole.

Ben groaned deeply as I began to apply more of the tropical oil in and around his “man-pussy,” as I like to sometimes refer to his asshole. He continued to stroke his cock as I prepared him for pegging.

“Don’t you dare cum!” I said to him as I worked a well-oiled finger in and out of his ass. He absolutely loves for me to finger him there.

When I finally had us both ready for action, I moved up between his legs and positioned the fake cock at the entrance of his tight anal opening. Ben groaned again as I slowly pushed the head of the fake dick into his ass.

“Damn, baby! Your man-pussy is so tight!” I say as I slowly pushed deeper.

Ben moaned and continued to jerk himself off as I slowly began to work the fake dick in and out. The look of pleasure on his face blessed me and turned me on tremendously.

“Oh, fuck! Go easy, baby! Fuck!” Ben growled in a deep, gravelly voice.

“You like it, baby! You like my dick in your ass! I wish I had a real dick and could feel the pleasure of your man-pussy gripping it!” I said, continuing to hump his butt slowly.

“Fuck! Gina, I’m going to cum! Fuck!” Ben bellowed as he stroked his cock faster. Then he began to ejaculate ropes of his thick creamy cum onto his groin, stomach, and chest.

I snap out of my daydream and put the harness back into its proper place in our toy box we keep under our bed. Then I lie back on the pillows and jill off with my fingers to a very satisfying orgasm.

It is a lovely day out, so I decide to sit by the pool and do some reading while also getting a little sun. I am nude, of course, as Ben and I have transitioned to a nudist lifestyle.

I read for a while, then take a quick dip in the pool to cool my sun-warmed body before going back inside. The water feels so good against my skin and so relaxing.

After getting out of the pool, I dry off and walk back indoors. I make myself a sandwich for lunch, then decide to take a little nap. I just love a good afternoon siesta whenever I am not working and have the opportunity.

I’ve slept for what seems like only a few minutes when a strange sound awakens me. It is a loud, humming noise that I’ve never heard before, and it reverberates throughout the house.

“What in the world?” I say as I get out of bed. I grab my robe and slip it on just in case I have to make a quick exit. I pick up my cell phone to call Ben, but can’t get through. I have a good signal and charge, but can’t call out.

Suddenly the house begins to shake, not very violently, but strong enough to scare the living daylights out of me. The thought of an earthquake entered my mind. But earthquakes are not frequent where we live in the South. I try another call to Ben, but once again, my attempt fails. The whole situation starts freaking me out.

“Fuck this! I am out of here!” I say to myself and begin to make my way to the front door. Just as I am about to reach for the knob, a blinding white light fills the room. The humming and shaking stop as quickly as they started.

“Hello, Gina!” I hear a soft feminine voice say as the bright light begins to fade away.

I turn to see a beautiful woman standing in the middle of my living room. Her hair is white, almost glowing, and she wears white lace lingerie, garters, and white stockings. Her breasts appear very prominent and pushed up, almost overflowing from the top.

“Who are you? And what are you doing in my house?!” I exclaim.

The woman smiles, then says, “Why, I am your fairy godmother, child.”

“Fairy godmother! You mean like a Cinderella-type fairy godmother? Fairy godmothers don’t exist, and if they did, I doubt they would look anything like you,” I say.

The woman smiles and says, “You were expecting a much older woman with a magic wand, I suppose.”

“Well, if fairy godmothers existed, then yes, that is what I would expect,” I reply, then suddenly noticed that I had let my gown fall open. I quickly close it.

“I completely understand, dear. And don’t you dare cover yourself. The unclothed body is a beautiful thing. Why don’t you have a seat,” the woman says, then settles on my couch.

“So what exactly are you doing here? Are you going to grant me three wishes or make me a pair of glass slippers or something?” I say as I sit on the opposite end of the sofa.

The woman laughs, then says, “Oh no, my dear! I deal in much more personal and intimate things. You see, I am your godmother for sexual fantasies and desires.”

“Sorry to say, but I think you are full of bologna!” I reply. “If you are who you say you are, then prove it! Do some magic or something! I should call the police, but my phone doesn’t seem to be working.” I mutter.

The woman smiles, then adjusts her breast in her top and says, “Your doubts are fully understandable, darling, and don’t worry about your phone. It’s fine. You may call whomever you wish. However, I must tell you that I can only be seen and heard by you.”

“So basically, you are a figment of my imagination. This is unbelievable! I am obviously losing my mind!” I say with a laugh.

“No, dear, you are not losing your mind. You see, I am here to fulfill a desire of yours. Let’s just say it’s a gift of sorts. But this gift is only yours for twenty-four hours. Once given, it cannot be reversed until an entire day and night have passed.”

I laugh and reply, “Really?! Well, what is it? Sorry, but I am fresh out of pumpkins. Is it supposed to self-destruct or something after twenty-four hours?”

“In due time, child, and let’s hope not. But first, you must relax. I want you to close your eyes and picture your husband,” she says.

I close my eyes.

“Are you picturing your husband? Let everything else go and focus only on him,” the woman says.

A smile crosses my lips as I picture my handsome husband in my mind. It isn’t hard to do, as I think about him all the time.

“Ok, now what?” I say.

“Sssssh! Don’t speak. Just concentrate on your love for your husband, the man joined to you in love and marriage. The man who loves you and pleases you in your marriage bed, a deep love granted to you by the grace of God.” I can feel her move closer to me, then touch my shoulder.

I begin to feel a bit emotional, and a tear runs down my cheek. Then suddenly, a warm feeling of arousal comes over me. My nipples start to stiffen, and I can feel myself getting wet.

“What’s happening to me? I feel so, I feel so… Ohhhhhh, God! I think I’m gonna… Ohhhhhhh!” I squeal as a very intense orgasm washes over my body. It spasms with pleasure as my toes curl, and my hand reaches down and cups my pussy.

As my orgasm subsides, I lay back on the sofa, breathing heavily. My robe is open, exposing my nude body except for where one hand remains covering my pussy.

“Are you alright, child?” the mysterious woman says with a smile.

“I am so sorry! I don’t know what came over me. At least not without some sort of physical stimulation. Wow!” I say as I put my hands over my face.

“The power of true love is an amazing thing. Why don’t you rest now,” the woman suggests softly and gently squeezes my forearm.

“Wait a minute! Don’t tell me that was the gift. I don’t have problems with my orgasms!” I say.

“No, child. That gift was given to you by a higher and more powerful authority than me. You rest now,” the woman replies as I drift off to sleep.

When I finally awake, I am in my bed. I rub my eyes and looked around the empty room. The house is quiet, and my robe hangs on the closet door in its usual spot. When I pick up my cell phone, it seems to be in good working order.

“What a weird dream!” I say to myself and stretch. I then notice a strange sensation between my legs and an odd lump under the blanket and sheet over my lap. I reach to feel.

“What the fuck!” I say as I kick away the covers. I scream at what I find.

I have a dick! Not only a dick but balls as well.

“No way! This can’t be real!” I say as I touch my new appendage with my hand. I then walk to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror and am amazed at what I see. I am the same Gina in every way except for what hangs between my legs.

Then I remember the dream. Or was it a dream? Is this the so-called “gift” the mysterious woman had mentioned? Was I still asleep?

“Okay, very funny! Haha! I don’t know if you can hear me, but the joke’s over! Can you fix this, please?” I say.

The woman laughs, then says, “Twenty-four hours, dear. Remember, it won’t reverse until the time has expired.”

“But I have a husband! How in the world am I going to explain this? What if he wants to fu…I mean, make love? This will freak him out!” I say as I start to panic.

“Do you not remember the last time you two were intimate? Did you not say you desired to have a real cock to satisfy yourself while satisfying him?” the voice asks.

” People say a lot of things in the heat of passion,” I retort but get no response.

I go back to the bedroom, “my cock” dancing with each step. I laugh as it reminds me of how Ben’s cock moves when he walks. I sit on the edge of the bed, trying to figure out how in the world am I going to explain this to Ben.

“Hi, babe! My fairy godmother dropped in today. And look, now I have a cock and balls for twenty-four hours! What do you think?” I say, then laugh. It sounds so ridiculous that I still can’t believe it.

I look down at my new appendage and touch it lightly with my fingers, tracing up and down the shaft. It begins to respond to my touch. I like how it feels to caress it this way, to take it in my hand and rub it as it begins to stiffen.

“Oh, wow! I am actually getting hard! I am getting a hard-on! Shit!” I say with a laugh as I continue to play with my new body part. Soon it is standing fully erect.

Taking from what I have seen my husband Ben do, I spit some saliva into my hand, apply it to “my” rock hard cock, and begin stroking it. He looks over at me, and we kiss as his cock starts to swell.

“I love you so much and want you so badly!” I say as I reach down and begin to finger him, slowly and deliberately.

Ben groans deeply as I continue my assault, and he quickly loses control as his balls hang low from his trousers.

“Oh, baby! This is the best thing that’s ever happened to me!” Ben shouts as he begins to grind his pelvis against my legs.

I take pleasure in pushing him further and further until he is begging for mercy. Then, as quickly as it began, the sensation begins to subside. Ben starts panting, his eyes wide and focused on my body.

“That was amazing, Gina! You are a goddess!” Ben says as he pulls himself away from me and stands up.

I blush and say, “You’re too kind, darling.”

Ben walks over to the mirror and examines himself in it. He looks shocked and then turns back to me with a grin.

“You know what, Gina? I think I might actually like this new you.”

And just like that, my life has changed forever.

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