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Chapter 22 by Mr.M Mr.M

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Have Emi Possess Her Now. Apologize Later, Sex Now

Chapter by Hellexia

"Be honest, are you doing this for Carrie's good, or because she's making you horny?" You asked, raising an eyebrow. Emi looked away from you, fidgeting in the air. "Alright. Go for it."

"...'Kay." Emi muttered, wasting no time in suddenly diving into Carrie's back. You watched as you materialized beside the bed, unable to mask your erection as Carrie convulsed and moaned on her bed. Then, suddenly, she stopped. She slowly sat up, the bedsheets falling off her to reveal her large, fat breasts as she slowly blinked at you.

"Everything alright? I've never had anyone else borrow my power to possess anyone, let alone people who've been merged together. So I don't know if-" You started, gulping as "Carrie" looked down at her bare chest and lightly squeezed it. "Emi?"

"Yeah, it's me. Just talking to Carrie in my mind. Or hers. I... I guess it's like telepathy." Emi answered, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. "Also preparing myself. It's Henri and Emily's first time, you know."

"R-Right. Wait, Ava and Luna-"

"Basically did, courtesy of a few 'practice rounds' with a strap-on." Emi interrupted, shuddering suddenly. "Nick?"

"Yeah?"

"What's your favorite part of Carrie's body?" Emi asked, turning to look at you. "Be honest, please."

"I... hard to say." You muttered, rubbing your chin. "I mean, no offense babe, but she's got some great tits. Although..." You paused, clearing your throat as your cheeks felt hot. "...I can't get that image of her in those thigh highs, back for that History project we did together, out of my head. Thick thighs save lives, right?"

"See? Told you, Carrie." Emi chuckled, smiling at you with her borrowed face. "You know Nick... now that we're not in public..." Emi whispered, biting her pinkie as she looked up and down at you. "And, wow... Carrie's body sure..." Emi loudly exhaled, scooting over on the bed. "Naked. Bed. Now."

"Y-Yep!" You stammered, hurriedly throwing off your clothes and sliding under the sheets beside Carrie's borrowed body. Immediately, Emi placed a hand on your shaft and started stroking, her cheeks reddening as she licked her lips. "Mmmm... Carrie's hands are soft..."

"Uh-huh." Emi panted, her fingers dancing around your tip as she brought her other hand to your chest. "Hurry up and get hard, I can't bear it much longer..."

"Get it up with your thighs then." You whispered, grinning as Emi wasted no time in mounting you. As she clenched her thick, soft sweaty thighs around your cock, she wrapped her arms around your neck and puckered her lips. Giving you no time, Emi locked lips with you and danced her borrowed tongue around yours. You brought your hands up to her chest, groping and squeezing her fat breasts like they were made of clay.

"Good enough." Emi whispered, telling that your cock was erect enough. Again, she gave you no time. She **** herself down, her folds pulling and caressing your shaft as she took it all in with one swift movement. Hardly halfway in, her head dropped to your shoulder, her borrowed body shuddering and shaking as she continued to **** it in deeper.

"Emi? You okay?" You whispered, gulping as she fiercely nodded, her sweaty hair bobbing. "You sure? We can stop if-"

"J-Just felt really, really good to take it in." Emi stammered, panting as she started suckling on your shoulder and neck. "Don't be gentle. I NEED you to be rough, babe..."

"You sure?" You asked, gulping as Emi moaned and nodded. Rough, huh? Well... if she wanted it... "Emi?"

"Mmm?"

"You mean like this?" You asked, roughly squeezing Emi's borrowed breasts, giving special, rough attention to her nipples. Emi let out a loud, guttural moan, lifting and slamming her hips down several times. That was, most definitely, a yes. "Well... you know what'd be rougher? If I..." You paused, darting your hands down to her ass and pulling her, who let out a confused whine, off your dick. "Use this instead." You finished, poking against Emi's borrowed asshole with your tip. Emi raised her head, eyes widened as she stared at you for a moment, contemplating how to respond...

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