You find a wand

I rushed down the hall and felt every piece of meat on my slender frame jiggle pleasantly until I twisted desperately at the door handle. The carnal sensations of my feminine flesh tore at my mind, I wanted so badly to devastate my new female form. As I flung open the door, I was ambushed by a gust of wind filled with a scent I could only describe as… feminine. My mouth gaped open as I breathed it into the deepest depths of my lungs, and it sent me further into my twisted depravity. This smell, I wanted it so badly to linger strongly and for myself to never grow used to its powerful presence. The perfumed room, it was mine now. I grinned deviously and surveyed my new playroom before my eyes settled on a tall mirror littered with photographs stuffed into the corners of its frame. The act of walking up to it started casual, but quickly I transitioned into an exaggerated swagger as I burned my pale, lithe form with my seductive glare; swinging my curvy form with its natural inertia caused visible jiggles through my breasts, ass, and thighs. The sight of just the gap between her legs, shining and dripping with lust, caused her own body to burn up yet again. I could feel even more liquid pouring into the slit between my legs from deep inside me.

“If I stay in this body for a while, I wonder how many of my panties my slutty pussy will ruin.” I feigned a face of worry, attempting to emulate the character of the body I had squeezed away into.

My hand slipped down against my mound, and once again teased the rim of my deepest hole.

“I’m a little slut, I need to be punished~ AH”

The face I made in the mirror was irresistible, and it was all a machination of my own desires. I winked, I tilted my head, and played with my long blonde hair as I fingered my loud messy pussy. Anything I could do it in the body made it my heat worse. They say the eyes are a window into the soul, and I realized this well as I stared into my irises. The face and body were hardly mine, but the eyes revealed that this body was in fact under the control of a depraved visitor… me. My lips up close were irresistible in particular, and I found myself licking them and rubbing them together, if only to feel my own smooth wet flesh rub against itself. The smell… the taste in my mouth and the scent it leaked out in breath and from my saliva-covered lips tantalized my nose in an inexplicable way. In instinct, pulled my hand from my groin and rubbed my cum-covered finger across my upper-lip and nose. It was too much, the smell of my carnal sex and lustful drool drove me to rubbing my swampy pussy even harder.

“AH… mmmm~… … FUCK… I need something better.” I said, grabbing my hair in frustration.

Throwing myself around, I looked around the room. Something, something, how does she deal with this feeling? The dresser?

I hurried across the room and flung open the bottom drawer, my best guess. Fingering underneath the socks and panties, I found something solid, and knew instantly that I had found what I needed. Out from under the fabric emerged a plastic rod, tipped with a rubber dome, followed behind by a long cord. A massage wand!

“FUCK YES FUCK YES FUCK YES”

As I examined it I recalled porn of woman erotically tortured by these vibrators, and immediately imagine how I’d react to something of this magnitude. Would I contort and scream in high pitches? The to ram it full power into my meaty pussy burned deep into my stomach, I wanted to see how lost I could get in this type of pleasure.

But how should I do this, on the floor? No, wait. My eyes focused on her faux-fur-covered bed and it was decided. I lifted her sheets quickly and squeezed completely into her most personal place. Again, I was smothered by a feminine scent, but this was a more bodily smell… even better. Was it sweat? Was it… her own self-pleasuring remnants? I crammed my face into my new sheets and breathed it in deeply.

“Ah… ha ha… fuck.”

This is perfect, perfect. My hand poked out and felt along the wall behind the bed. With the cord in hand, I felt a plug and pushed the cord in. My excitement burned me up and the smell of sweat and my dripping sex intensified as it mixed into the perfumed air and poured onto the soft bed-sheets.

I flipped the switch. “bzzzzzzz”

Oh my god, oh my god. The sudden noise caused my body to jolt with pleasure for some reason. Was it conditioned to expect pleasure to follow this sudden noise. I rubbed the tipped massager between my breasts.

“AAAAHHH~”

Goosebumps spread out across my body as I moaned. The noises I was making were extremely sexy. I had to experience more leaky moans from this new feminine experience. As I moved the wand slowly down my chest, the moans continued to billow out of my lungs. Closer and closer, as it approached my slender stomach, I could already feel it vibrating blissful pleasure into the deepest parts of my pussy.

“MMMmmm… fuck fuck fuck. YES. Mmmmm~ god fuck fuck.”

It only took a few seconds before I couldn’t take anymore waiting. I grabbed the wand with both hands and rammed it right into the middle of my slit and instantly screamed out in pleasure.

“FUCK FUCK FUCK OH MY FUCKING GOD FUCK”

A wet noise buzzed out from between my legs as I gasped and arched my back… and my thoughts whispered away as I started acting purely out of my own carnal desire. Flashes of white leaked into my closed eyes as I wiggled my pussy against the vibrating dome. My senses bombarded me: the fur of the covers, the strong scent of body wash, sex and sweat. It was bliss, the best thing I’ve ever experience but should have never experienced. It was stolen. I was masturbating in my sister’s room, in my sister’s bed, and squeezed inside my sister’s body. How could I give this up? I lifted up beneath the covers and pressed my pussy against the massager and bed. With my new dexterity I began playing with everything I could on my sister’s body. Boobs, mouth,tongue, ass, clit. Strings of cum slung out against my thighs and littered the sheets. Her boobs were covered in sweat and my hands slipped around and squeezed their goo-like forms against my gasping chest. As I moved I could feel the cold wet puddles i had leaked into the cloth.

“MMM… I’m such a dirty bitch… such a slut… punish my pussy, I wanna cummm… cum please...”

Grind, grind, grind. I tottered and rubbed my pussy back and forth across the vibrating dome, finding the best angles, patterns and sensations that drove me further into fits of ecstasy. I combined hip juts and grinds, I bounced up and down against it. It was like an art of pleasure, and I felt like a natural.

I felt it building up… almost there… almost…

“FUCK FUCK YES!!”

ring ring

Gone. It fell away.

“No… no no no… FUCK FUCK! You bitch!”

My hand flew out from under the bed and grabbed the pink-cased phone off the nightstand. Locked? Oh, fingerprint. Hmm… message from Claire?

[ “almost there. you ready for the party?” ]

“Oh fuck...”