My wife and I are the typical married couple in our mid-to-late 40s. We’ve been together for close to thirty years, married for twenty-five of them. Our sex life has always been great, but incredibly vanilla. Our children are grown and off at college now, so we’re empty nesters, and the frequency of our sex has skyrocketed. We’re both on hormone replacement therapy, and honestly, we fuck like we’re nineteen again.
About ten years ago, we both took the Mojo upgrade test and discovered a lot about ourselves. We started incorporating toys, pegging, bondage, and femdom into our bedroom, always 1:1. Our biggest fantasy is to have a threesome. We both discovered we’re bi-curious and would absolutely have sex with another person, provided the other of us could watch. Sadly, we’ve never crossed that bridge.
Last summer, to celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary, we went to Greece. We had a blast—the beaches, the culture, everything was amazing. While in Athens, we popped into a shop, and my wife saw a necklace she had to have. It featured a medallion showing the phases of the moon. I told her I would buy it for her, then whispered in her ear, “But you owe me anal tonight!”
She zinged me right back, full voice: “You giving or taking?”
The shopkeeper informed us it was the Necklace of Tiresias. We assumed it was some Grecian figure but decided to Google it later that night, but fate had other plans.
We went back to the hotel and decided to hang out by the pool for a few hours before dinner, and afterwards, I would claim my prize. My wife wore the necklace the entire time.
After dinner, we got back to the room. I told my wife I wanted her wearing the necklace as we fucked. We both had a few glasses of wine and were feeling frisky.
As I mentioned, we’re both in our mid-to-late 40s. My wife is and always has been a beautiful BBW. I love it. I’m a husky dude; she is Latina/Blond 5’5″ 210 lbs with a huge ass and tits. I’m white, 5’9″ 220 and built like a brick shit house, short stocky and squat but blessed with a pretty big cock.
My wife said she was going to take a quick bath to get ready. I started watching porn as I watched the sun set outside our window; it was going to be a Waning Crescent tonight and New Moon tomorrow. A few minutes had passed when I heard my wife call me from the bathroom, but her voice sounded different and concerned. I rushed in to find her in the tub, emanating a blinding light that forced me to look away. After a few minutes, the light died down, and I saw a man standing in the bathtub, wearing my wife’s necklace which was glowing slightly. He was the same height as my wife, stocky and solid, with blond hair and a thick, juicy cock. He opened his mouth to speak. “Honey, what happened to me?” He saw himself in the mirror, gasped, and started crying.
“Honey, is that you?” I asked.
“Yes,” he said, a tear running down his cheek.
“What happened?”
“I have no idea. One minute I’m sitting in the bath feeling a strange tingle, and poof, next thing I know I’m in a man’s body.”
“Well, at least you’re a good-looking man!”
“Stop,” he said, blushing.
Mind you, I was naked and semi-hard, so I grabbed him and hugged him. I felt our cocks rub against each other, and it felt nice. “I bet it’s the necklace. It’s glowing, just like you were.”
He grabs a towel and we head into the bedroom to do some googling. We google Necklace of Tiresias. We end up in Reddit. Someone is talking about this mythical necklace that belonged to Tiresias, an Ancient Greek figure famous for being a man who turned into a woman and back again several times. The post goes on to claim that his necklace will turn whoever is wearing it into the opposite sex for one day. It only happens on the New Moon, Full Moon, and Waning Crescent. Something extra special happens on the full moon. The person wearing it that day turns into the opposite sex, and a duplicate of them as their true sex appears. When the day is over, the duplicate merges back with the original person, and the person has the memories and experiences of both.
“Well, it’s only a day,” I say to him.
“I guess. I always wanted to know what it felt like to have a cock,” he says, dropping his towel and starting to wiggle his plump cock. He is hung pretty well too. He notices what all guys know: if you wiggle it like that, it feels good and starts to get hard.
“Will you still love me like this?” he asks.
I lean in to kiss him. Never having kissed a man before, I don’t know if I could. He pulled away a bit at first, but I pulled him closer and planted my lips on his. After a few minutes, my tongue was in there. The slight stubble didn’t bother me at all. I could feel myself getting hard.
After a few minutes of passionately kissing, I pull away, knowing I have always wanted to try gay sex. “Good thing you promised me anal tonight, since that’s still there.”
He slaps at me in a very effeminate way, but because he’s a dude now, it hits a little harder. “Gross… you giving or taking?” he says. His cock is now rock hard and covered in precum; he’s uncut just like me.
“Me? Not both? We have a lot of lube.”
“I guess,” he agrees, “but you take it first.”
OK! I throw him down on the bed and kiss my way down his body. Kissing and sucking on his nipples, he is soft and doughy, but I feel muscles under a thin layer of fat. His nipples are just as sensitive as they are when he is a woman. I kiss my way down to his cock. “I have always wanted to do this,” I say, teasing the tip. He wriggles his juicy cock bobbing in my face. I lick my way up his balls, then slowly up the shaft. His cock is beautiful. I slowly slide my lips around the head, playing with his foreskin. His precum tastes delicious. I start sucking his cock like a pro. He is writhing in ecstasy. Then I feel his cock throb. “Too soon, I think, but before I can pull away, he blasts a massive load of hot cum into my mouth. It tastes salty yet delicious. I gleefully gulp it down, saving a little to give him as I kiss him.
“Rookie move,” I tell him. “I guess while you recharge, you’re getting fucked first!”
He cuddles me a bit, feeling my rock hard cock with his hands. He slowly moves down my body, playing with my nipples which I love. Then I feel his mouth on my cock. It feels familiar yet different. It feels so good. My wife pulls away then lays down on the bed, his ass up. “Big talk for a faggot,” he says, making me extra hard. “Hand me the lube!”
