Give her some of Alex

I fumbled with my handbag, out of her sight, acting like I was getting something from within. At this point she was quite out of it, pleasure melting her head, and so I knew she wasn’t paying the most attention.

Eyes closed, I focused in on a feeling. It was something I’d delightedly learned to do, an exciting trick that felt so hot and so forbidden, it never failed to get me so hot ever since I’d discovered it a few weeks ago. I traced around my lower entrance, my nails preventing me from diving in like I had in the past, although I was getting more familiar with the feeling now, so maybe I didn’t have to.

I felt it. Like an inner parting, some strange, intense tear that felt scary at first until it felt naturally exhilarating. I closed my mouth tightly to prevent moaning until it burst out, my very male cock stretching out from Grace’s pussy lips.

“Ufufufu…”

It was so hard and aroused that it was colored purple pink, practically pulsing with anticipation, skin tone very at odds with the perfect pale of Grace’s body. My acrylic tipped fingers reached out, the smaller hand I wore now making my meat look even bigger than normal. I’d been experiencing so much female pleasure of late, it almost looked alien to me now.

“Hey babe… I may have, kinda, well, brought a strap on with me. Just in case we found ourselves in this kind of situation. Okay?”

“A- a strap on??”

Her lip twitched as she looked at me in the mirror, astonished surprise looking so innocent on Jessica’s face. The contrast between that and the teasing, hungry anticipation on Grace’s in my reflection just made my cock throb with how erotic this whole scene was.

“Yeah… I know you don’t have a lot of experience with that sort of thing, but don’t worry. You’re in my body now, and I can tell it’s ready. It won’t even hurt or anything, just feel good. Don’t you want the full Jessica experience?”

Her skirt was so short, so hiked up. I hooked my fingers under the sides of her panties, a particularly slutty pair I’d picked out of course, and pulled them down, exposing her most **** place to the cool bathroom air. I pressed my tip against her, our juices already mingling as I rubbed it up against her entrance, not going inside but just enough for her to start feeling good.

“I, well, umm…”

Her blush grew more furious, face turning red like fire as she didn’t know where to look. In Jessica’s white girl body it somehow seemed even more obvious than when she was in her own. I could tell her thoughts were racing, mingled feels of worry and trepidation being worn away by adventurous, needy desire.

Our eyes met in the reflection of the mirror, Jessica’s pretty face biting down on her lip as she said:

“… y-yes. I… I want to feel it. Please, give it to me…”

My heart melted in my chest as she said it, voice so light and sweet, her expression so bashful, yet so excited.

“Ehehe, gooood girl~ Trust me, you won’t regret it.”

I couldn’t wait any longer, pushing inside her with a drenched rush, my length immediately becoming submerged in her perfect, tight heat. She squealed at the contact, her walls spasming a little at the overwhelming sensations. I pulled back, diving into my second stroke, the pressure on the tip being addictive.

“Oh my God… I’d almost forgotten how this felt.”

“H-huh?”

Grace mumbled out, panting and blushing.

“Are you feeling good, babe?”

I giggled, trying to distract her a little. I’d been so lost in the moment I’d almost gave the game away. After all, a real strap wouldn’t feel anywhere near as enjoyable compared to what I was experiencing.

“Y-yesh…”

“Ufufu, I’m glad.”

I was hitting her with a slow tempo, the room starting to smell of sex as I slid in and out of her, something comfortable and pleasurable for her first time. It was so interesting fucking Jessica’s pussy instead of getting fucked while wearing it; I’d become so accustomed to her skin it almost was like I was having sex with myself right now. Such a lewd reversal only made my cock strain even harder with arousal.

Speaking of reversals…

The Grace in the mirror was so totally different from the one I was used to. Dominant with a sleazy smile, slutty party make-up a little smudged from our kissing, latex dress pulled down exposing her big, saliva covered tits. They swayed on my chest with the motion as I fucked “Jessica”, the momentum of their soft, supple weight feeling so good pressing against my chest with gravity as I moved.

Skirt hiked up, my dick emerging from below as it pressed into Jessica’s tight heat. Looking down, I couldn’t even properly make it out right now, my plump breasts obscuring the view. Such a view… it made me feel so powerful and sexy. I leaned over, pressing those boobs against Jessica’s back now, teasing her as I cooed:

“Want me to go faster?”

She nodded furiously, full shy girl mode threatening to short circuit her. It just made me laugh before I increased the tempo. I slapped her ass just to hear her squeal, drilling in and out of her now with earnest. I gripped her hips, the sound of my thighs slapping against her ass and her uncontrolled moans filling the air, soon joined by mine.

Jessica’s voice, usually so bratty, now sounding like she was melting, while Grace’s normally soft and sweet tones had that addictive little hint of sadism. I was loving this whole situation, and I could tell Grace was too.

“Take it Jessica. You’re my little slut, aren’t you? Say it.”

“I’m… I’m your little slut!”

“Good girl~”

I slapped her ass again, her tight walls gripping the iron of my cock, Grace in Jessica getting so turned on at the role reversal degradation.

“Tell me you love Mommy Gracie’s cock, tell me you always want me to treat you like this~”

I cooed, squeezing her thighs as I gripped them, feeling so powerful with the way I was making her body move along the counter as I thrust in and out of her.

“I… I love Mommy Gracie’s cock! I’m just your slutty little Jessica, to use as you see fit!”

“Gooood girl! Such a good girl for Mommy.”

I giggled as I teased her, grabbing her pretty red hair by the roots and pulling her head back. Jessica’s face had a look of agonized ecstasy, body overwhelmed by sensation. I wondered if that was how I’d looked, all those times I’d used the red-head's skin for sex. The thought made me even harder.

“Ahhhh!! Oh God!”

Suddenly, Grace cried out, tipping over into an orgasm. Her walls clamped down on my dick, causing me to gasp and let go of her hair, head slumping down. It was too much for me too, I burst inside her, all the backed up sperm that hadn’t gotten much of a release bursting out as I filled Jessica’s womb.

She shook with the feeling, legs spasming, while I panted, falling onto her. My body was a sweaty mess, Grace’s sex pheromones oozing from my skin, sweaty boobs melting onto Jessica’s back. We lay there for a while, time losing much of its meaning in the moment, before I wrapped her body in a hug and pulled her close to me in an affectionate hug.

“Bet you didn’t expect your first time to be like that, huh?”