Natalie Goes on the Attack

With almost predatory swiftness, Natalie lunged at Aaron's borrowed breasts, lavishing his girlfriend's nipples with her tongue and suckling in a way that made him cry out in Sasha's voice. Natalie was relentless; massaging and licking and sucking right to the edge of discomfort.

Finding himself suddenly on the receiving end, Aaron felt Sasha's body rapidly prepare itself for release, the tension building to a blinding high from the wait.

"Come for me, babe," Natalie crooned between licks. "I want all of you in me. Fill me up."

The new experience of being fawned over by a fully lucid but willing version of his sister was too much to take in. Aaron's hands scrabbled at the sheets as his stolen body spasmed, trying to regain some kind of self control, but it was too late. A catastrophically mind-blowing orgasm sucked him completely out of himself, his vision going white as he felt his soul squirting up the length of his cock and into the throbbing depths of Natalie's thirsty snatch.

Aaron felt his soul spray itself across the walls of Natalie's pussy, his spirit slowly sinking into her flesh as he gained some semblance of physical sensation, but much like that morning he found himself unable to reach beyond the throbbing hardness of his former cock buried inside him. He pushed, trying to reach further into his sister's body, but unlike earlier, felt solid resistance trapping him in place.

His mind was suddenly overwhelmed by the sensation of having his own cock pulled out of his entire being, and he could feel the shifting of Natalie's leg and hip muscles and she rolled off of Sasha's now unresponsive husk and fell back on the bed. Aaron's "body" throbbed in time with her heartbeat, and he could feel the distant pressure of her lungs filling and emptying as she caught her breath. Aaron focused on his available senses and somehow, amazingly regained a sense of sight from the valley of Natalie's thighs just in time to see an enormous hand descend to casually stroke his lips.

"Natalie" played with him in a luxuriant manner, pressing her fingertip in between her folds and running slowly from top to bottom, tickling her clit on the way. For Aaron, the experience was almost his entire being, his "body" twitching from the mouth of the pussy he inhabited to the depths of Natalie's womb. She clearly wasn't in a hurry, and Aaron spent what felt like years being gently played with, never coming even close to orgasm but just buzzing with pleasure.

It wasn't until the hand disappeared that Aaron began to register the outside world again, and he felt the world around him lurch as Natalie rolled off the bed and stood up. It was a strange experience, feeling the muscles on his sister's inner thighs shifting around him, watching the world fall away along the length of her legs. Looking up, Aaron saw that the new Natalie was admiring herself in front of a standing mirror. With a twinge of fear he realized that she wasn't just checking herself out in general, but was staring directly at him.

That fear must have registered, because he felt a rush of blood forcing her own arousal into him.

"Oh, that is so hot," Natalie moaned, raising her hands to cover her face. "The old me would have HATED this. She would have been DISGUSTED and that's SO HOT."

Overcome with passion, the new Natalie did an excited little dance, making Aaron's world shake with every step.

Natalie regained her senses, turning back to the mirror and caressing herself in wonder. "I can feel you. I can feel you inside me. You **** me out last time but now... now I can hold on. I can stay in control. And you... you're stuck as my naughty little pussy!"

Natalie giggled, delivering a stinging slap to Aaron's "face" and shrieking with delight at the pain.

"Oh, she hated you! She just hated the SHIT out of you and your stupid face and your dumb hobbies and the weirdo losers you hang out with and just everything about you, she didn't even have a reason she just defaulted to HATING you."

The look of glee on Natalie's face faded into a more contemplative expression.

"But me?"