Picking up where we left off...

I should celebrate my new powers, and my new, Grace shaped toy. I wanted it to feel real though, I wanted this to be an honest reflection of how she felt. Using my new powers like a knife to cut through her apprehension, I leaned back in close and whispered in her ears in Jessica’s sweetest, most sultry tones;

“Show me everything you wanted to do with another girl. Use my body as your canvas while you paint your fantasies, take me every way you’ve dreamt about. Come, and have your way with another woman, your secret, forbidden desire realized tonight.”

I could tell Grace was turned on, the glaze leaving her eyes as my permission unlocked something deep inside, repressed feelings bubbling to the surface and taking control of her. I took a handful of her generous breasts and gave a squeeze, fingertips sinking into soft flesh as she moaned, a kind of dreamy, hazy lust filling her eyes.

All at once, she reacted and leaned in, surprising me with a deep kiss. At first I was surprised by her enthusiasm, but it was so endearing how her lack of experience yet clear adoration of this experience translated into her tongue, roving deep in my mouth, my lipstick smudging and rubbing off on her lips too, leaving sexy little traces of our contact.

There was something about this kiss that was unlocking powerful feelings in me too, a melting sensation in my head as I closed my eyes, wanting to savour it and feel it so deeply. Grace fell back on the bed now, letting me fall down with her as we kissed, gravity pressing our breasts together erotically. One of her hands slipped under my short, tight skirt, and sent a probing finger into my vagina, causing me to gasp as it wriggled inside my lower lips. Grace pressed on this initiative, taking my moment of weakness and rolling us around, so that she was on top now.

Feeling the press from her bigger breasts for a moment, she pulled back and started taking off her cardigan and the shirt beneath it, revealing a simple and conservative bra, its simplicity belying the girl’s innocence.

“Do you… like them?”

She was fidgeting now, clearly insecure.

“I love them. They’re gorgeous, just like every inch of you.”

Grace’s eyes lit up at the praise, so uncharacteristic from Jessica’s mouth, as I pulled her in again, stealing Jessica’s memories to unclasp Grace’s bra with ease, before slipping one of Grace’s nipples into my mouth. Her areola were a pretty pink color, and the texture was pillowy soft as I let my tongue tease around them, Grace letting out a stifled squeal of delight.

We got lost in time like this for a while, my eyes closed as I sucked her nipples, moving between both while I felt her breasts. My head felt like it was going mushy from pleasure, and Grace had even started drooling a little, her face every inch the picture of melting ecstasy.

“Let me… make you… feel good too”

She managed, through deep breaths as she was so lost in the pleasure. She pushed me down gently, taking off her skirt and panties as she spun around so her face was by my pussy, and vice versa. I let myself have a lewd grin as I lifted my skirt, the tightness of the latex turning me on even more as I pulled it higher, giving her a perfect view of Jessica’s stolen vagina worn in between my legs.

I could see her pull her hair back as her face descended, a gasp escaping from my teeth as I felt her tongue slither over my clit, getting faster and building a rhythm as I moaned more, love juices starting to leak out from my entrance. I returned the favor, my own tongue pushing aside her labial lips, enjoying her musky, sweet taste, a little like peaches.

I felt like I was floating as huge rushes of dopamine pumped in my brain, the wave of a female orgasm rolling over us both as I felt her legs spasm a little while we both squirted in each-others mouths, both drinking down the others love juices, while some still escaped and dripped down my chin.

I felt her collapse on top of me, both of us lying a sweaty, sticky, satisfied tangle of limbs on her bed, breathing deeply together, the motion of our stomachs on top of each other forming an intimate motion together.

After a few minutes, we broke from that position, and she came up beside me, cuddling into me as our faces got so close. I don’t think I’d ever had such a satisfying sexual experience, and the intimacy and connection between us was so strong.

“Jessica, I… wow. That was unbelievable. You’re like a totally different person tonight!”

Grace looked so happy as her face was so close to mine. I wondered how much of it was the sexual afterglow, the liberation of amazing sex, validating the sexuality she’d struggled with, and how much was the mind control.

“You were pretty special yourself, darling”

I whispered, kissing her softly as she smiled. Then, I stabbed her in the back of the neck with my spines, giving her one last great memory before I skinned her.