Girl-to-girl

“Hmmm, this thing is pretty damn cool,” I said, holding the pink rubbery toy that was still warm from Claire’s insides.

Nick was driving, but he couldn’t help but wear Claire’s face with a cute, smug grin. He was opening up to the idea of sharing his week of fun inside his new body.

“Claire has a lot of sexy toys,” he teased.

I was instantly interested in this conversation, “How many? Claire has a dildo, a back vibrator... a couple of dildos… one has a suction cup you can stick to things.”

“You know, you think girls are all innocent and like,” I said, laughing. “And like… they don’t poop and all that stupid shit. But really, when she closed herself in her bedroom… she was putting everything in her pussy.”

“Yeah, your sister was the innocent-ish and shy type, I guess.” Nick was imagining Claire going at it in her room, and he liked the image I was painting in his head.

“Claire, though,” Nick added. “She seems like she matches the wild child persona everyone has of her. I feel like a bad bitch.”

We laughed.

“Toys… she has like 20 of them. A whole fucking drawer.”

My eyes lit up, I really wanted to see this drawer now.

“Oh fuck. Really? Have you… used them?”

Now Nick really felt the power of his position. Nick felt like he had more experience at this point, it was his turn to tease his greenhorn comrade. His smug demeanor almost seemed too perfect for the body he had been rooted into.

“Oh yeah… I’ve used all of them. She even has these tail butt plug things… that vibrate in your ass and are soft as hell against her skin.”

“Oh really… go on...”, I said with a silky, heated voice.

Nick looked over again and noticed I was rubbing at my pussy through my black skirt. However, I didn’t care. I knew it was hot, and that Nick would enjoy the sight. For a moment, his eyes were transfixed on my manicured fingers sinking into its soft flesh through the fabric, and we both knew how this conversation would go.

“So, I really go all out playing with her body. I take lube, and I rub all over her…”

Nick pauses… he was getting wet, too, just thinking about it. He really needs to paint this image.

“I rub it allll~ over her pale white skin. She gets her hair lasered off, so when it’s covered, her skin is like the softest, smoothest thing I’ve ever touched. And with the way it shines, you can see… every… curve… of her tight~… lithe… body.”

OH GAWD.

I pressed my fingers hard into Jackie’s swollen mound, and rubbed the rough cloth into her fold.

“Mmmm… my god,” I moaned.

Our hearts were beating out of our chests. Nick took one hand off the steering wheel to feel himself, and could feel his heartbeat jiggle through Claire's fatty tit.

“I don’t even have to use lube at that point. Everything pops right in, it gets super wet and slimy down there, especially playing with a mirror. Here’s a pro-tip.”

He looks at my **** face as he imparts his knowledge.

“I found I can stick those butt plugs in her pussy and then they pop right into her tight-ass. And it’s tight…”

His hand dropped to her inner thigh and rubbed closer to his now aching cunt, a precursor to his next tease.

“She’s tight all over…”

I had the urge to worship his femme-fatale performance,

“Oh my god… you’re so fuckinnnnng hot, ‘Claire’”

Nick was really suffering now. Getting called Claire in this context was revving ‘her’ engine.

He continued, “And her pussy, it really pops out down there. I can see it pretty well even past her tits.”

His quick-thinking surmises that I had a kink for the possession aspect of this experience, and he word-smiths me with my degenerate desires.

“So even without the mirror, when playing with my stolen hole… I can see her pink, wet flesh come out a little when I pull in-and-out… like it’s sucking on her toys.”

“Oh god... mm... more.”

Nick was struggling to focus on driving now as he, too, almost subconsciously began rubbing at his lower lips, in heat imagining both the degeneracy he performed daily with Claire’s body and how horny ‘Jackie’ had become just by imagining him playing with Claire’s body.

His inhibitions had now dropped to new lows, desiring to see Jackie cum all over herself.

I took the vibrator and began to put on a deviant show for Claire. Slowly, I lifted the elastic strap of Jackie’s skirt revealing her cute colorful paints. Nick’s eyes jumped back and forth from the road rapidly, not wanting to miss a single second. With the skirt in my fingers, I continue, and in the lewdest way possible my thumb reaches out and wiggles and hooks its way around the him of my panties. I look up and our eyes meets, faces red with carnal lust, as I slowly pull it all back and reveal a truly… grooly… mess of a pussy.

Even I had to take a look – strands of Jackie’s pussy drool strung from the soaked panties to my swollen, pinkish-white mound giving it a brilliant shine. We were so turned on that it was almost hard to breath, our pants barely audible, but just rightly so. I had never seen pussies get so wet, not even in porn. Of course, I imagined most porn was strictly business and maybe there wasn’t the lust and desire there to get them going this hard. However, I also wondered, maybe it was because I was in this body, and with this pussy rooted into my perverted mind it was just absolutely overloaded with a perhaps stronger male lust.

“Holy fuck!” Nick couldn’t help but be surprised at how wet I had been getting. And the feeling of his own pussy beginning to throb with juices was making him light-headed. He didn’t know if he should be driving, so as he pulled up to a stoplight he started taking deep breaths and relaxing.

“I’m not done, yet…” I teased, the tables had turned.

I wiggled the floppy toy in front of him before bringing it to my nose and sniffing it.

“Mmmm… smells like your pussy. Your juices are all over it right? Well… how about this…”

Nick’s eyes were glued to the toy as I lowered it down in between my belly and panties, twirling it around in the slimy webs. Then I rubbed it down across Jackie’s swollen clit, between the lips, and burrowed it into my warm insides with my fingers.

“Now we’re toy-bros~” I teased, wearing the cutest face I’d practiced.

Nick was almost drooling.

“Hurry… turn it on before the light… Claire,” I begged.

Nick grabbed Claire's phone from the cup holder and quickly unlocked it with Claire’s finger. He flew to the app and watched eagerly as it loaded up and connected. At this point, he wasn’t even teasing me anymore – he just wanted to watch Jackie squirm.

He went to his favorites and put on something mild, but jarring. Having more experience than he’d admit, he knew them by heart at this point, and picked a good one – low-medium vibrations with pulses into high.

For me, it was perfect, but caught me completely off-guard. It was just pleasant every other second, but with each pulse, I found my hips jutting forth harshly – as if my pussy was try to plunge onto something my body’s instincts expected. This body was trying to fuck and I wanted to just enjoy the sensations trickling into my head as the car started moving again.

I wanted more mental stimulation from Nick, and one thing had me horny for a while.

“Tell me… tell me how Damien and you got into fucking.”

Nick was blushing but his face was already red and sweating.

“Sometimes… he’s sly. That’s how it started. I’d turn him down, and then he’d just want to ‘hang out’. He comes over, and he’s wearing some strong scent. As a former, dick-haver, I saw through it the whole time. I shouldn’t have invited him, I knew what he was doing, but foolishly I wanted to find out who Claire was dating… it was curiosity that got me… fucked.”

Jackie’s hip were gyrating as I imagined Nick impersonating Claire, but putting him off at every advance.

‘Claire’ continued, “Normally, he comes over and we talk about his stuff. I didn’t know how to talk like Claire for a while so I tried not to say to much about myself even though he tried to get me to open up and spill. We’d go out and eat, come back, watch something, or play games. That’s how they get you! I started getting comfortable: talking about my day, the sporadic flirty comments… and tasteful sexual comments. Once you’re okay with those, it’s over… he starts touching you, giving you massages… slapping your ass.”

I closed my eyes and bit softly into my lipsticked lip, I could see it all. Nick’s nervousness fading into tacit permissiveness, her boyfriend unknowingly pushing him further and further into accepting his new female body. A pressure began to form in my groin, and just watching, Nick knew he was getting Jackie closer and closer to an explosive climax.

“Then one night, he broke all the rules… and I was too fucked up by **** and hormones or something – I ending up just letting him do whatever he wanted.”

I began to moan softly.

“It started while we were playing games. First, he got up into my face, and I could smell him so well. His breath stank but the cologne was a good backup. I froze as his tongue slowly made it way to me, and his arm wrapped me closer into him. He had me caught. He was so nice everyday and now he was completely different… driven by feelings I understood. Me? I started to want to give it to him, and I knew exactly what he wanted.”

I was getting so close… I wanted more.

“For a long time, he felt like… I don’t know. A gay bro, hitting on me… making passes. When he had me naked, it didn’t feel wrong anymore. My body was hot, I kept thinking… I’d do it too. ‘I want to fuck Claire so bad right now, but I can help him out… as Claire.’”

“I got up on all fours… lifted my ass in the air, and said, ‘My pussy is so wet.’ Or something like that.”

He paused, embarrassed, “Damien couldn’t take it anymore and he lined up, I felt him poke against Claire’s pussy for a short moment and after one… slow… push; he had his entire self inside and began pumping into me. I pushed back and clamped it down on him like I was gonna squeeze everything right out of him.”

Nick was rubbing himself roughly through his skirt.

“’I love you, Claire’, ‘You dirty slut’, ‘You’re so tight’ – he was pushing buttons I didn’t even know I had. Feeling up my body like I was being worshiped – all while desperately doing all the work to get me to cum. With Claire’s body, I said everything I wanted to hear from a girl as hot as her. Eventually, I was dumb in the head and all I could say was ‘harder’ – until I fucking came my brains out~”

Oh yes, that did it. The image Nick had painted was too much for me to handle. I gasped again and again, gripping at the door and grabbing Claire’s arm. I saw stars and my vision got hazy as my insides clamped down on the vibrating toy, increasing the effect of the afterglow and squeezing out globs of my juices into already damp panties.

“Fuck… Claire! Claire. That’s…” I panted. “Fucking hot… I can’t…”

My words were distracted by my fulfilling trance, Jackie’s pussy still pulsing pleasurably, outside my control.

"Oh yeah... it was fucking hot. You're so dirty, 'Jackie'"

For a split second, Nick let slip out a bout of dirty talk as he worked over Claire's pussy. He was trying so hard to join Jackie in her orgasm but it wasn't enough. Her body was revving hard now but he surrendered, still hazy with horny lust. He was going to have to deal with it all night.

Now, even as he drove to the party, he was already excited for the afterwards.