Getting more acquainted with my body

I closed my eyes, looking at Sarah's memories of sex. It seemed so pleasurable whenever she masturbated...

She... She often does it... and I'm her right now... It should be fine...

I slid my hand inside my shorts, I couldn't resist. I was far too horny and wanted to experience this myself... I tentatively reached for my slit, rubbing it gently. I moaned as I slid a finger inside, my body immediately jolting up and tensing.

God...

I continued, inserting a second finger, moving them in and out in rhythm as my lust kept rising. It was so surreal to think that I was really masturbating in Sarah's body, teasing this vagina that I caressed, licked, and penetrated quite a few times back when we were dating. Only this time, I was feeling the pleasure from her own perspective...

Just this realisation was enough to increase my horniness even more, memories of Sarah and I having sex flashing through my mind. She loved our intercourses, and it made me feel weird... I was craving for my own tongue to lick my vagina...

Am I... enjoying remembering having sex with myself?

I tried to ignore it for now and focused on the task at hand, inserting a third finger inside me, pushing my insides a little as they rubbed against my walls. I went deeper and faster, my pleasure increasing more and more. I slid my other hand inside my now damp shorts and stroked my clit with a finger. I let out a squeal of delight, this simple act so insanely pleasurable. I kept going at it for a dozen minutes; every time I felt like I was at my limits, I kept pushing past them, the pleasure building more and more until it became overwhelming and I finally climaxed, screaming as my mind went blank.

I laid on the bed, immobile, breathing heavily as bliss overcame me. It was by far the best masturbation I ever experienced. Maybe even the best sexual experience...

It's insane... Female masturbation feels so incredibly good...

With my remaining strength, I brought my fingers coated with Sarah's love juices to my mouth, happily sucking on them.

It's not like I remembered, but you still taste delicious, Sarah...

Once I regained some semblance of clarity, what I just did dawned on me. I looked down, observing my body.

I really... I really masturbated as Sarah... And loved it...

A small part of me was starting to feel guilty for having violated her body like this... But my now stronger skinwalker side was doing its best to convince me that it was fine: She would have done it tonight anyway had we not hung out. Maybe she would even have done it thinking about me... So I had nothing to worry about, I did nothing wrong...

This way of thinking was bad, I knew it, but it still reassured me a little. I was still determined to restore her after work tomorrow though.

I put my hand on my chest and closed my eyes, slowly and peacefully drifting off.

Goodnight, Sarah... I love you...