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Chapter 14
by Yabusa
What do you have Tango do for you? To you? To herself?
Take charge of Tango
You laugh a little, as you sit down on one of the sleeping pads near the campfire. "Have a little patience, then. You and Tori both have some other needs first. We eat, we talk, then... we'll see."
Tango nodded, putting her hand to her face. "Right... of course. I'm gettin' ahead of myself." Her cowboy accent shone through a little stronger than before, now that only she had control over what Tori's mouth said. She sat down right next to you, as you handed her a little bag of rations and another water bottle. It wasn't much--crackers, pepperoni sticks, granola, chocolate, and a bag of 'chicken fajita' that seemed particularly unpalatable in very small amounts--but you weren't expecting a feast. The two of you ate quietly to start, as the sun vanished over the horizon and the stars began to come out in the darkening sky. Tango leaned back, looking up at the sky. "Real pretty out here tonight. I'm glad I could be here. One of the other ranch hands could've taken me out to help with the search, but he decided he'd be better off in the passenger seat of Denny's truck instead of expanding the search..." Tango sighed. "Lucky you and Tori came along."
"It wasn't just that they wanted to make sure you were safe that they kept you at the ranch?"
"Nah." Tango rolled over to look at you, as you sipped some water. "I feel like I'm more just in the way now. The ones that win, they get the attention. Coffee Captain's got the most first place finishes of any of the horses his age, and he's still pretty young and could become a really big deal. I came close once, half a stride from victory... but that was it. I'd raced more than a dozen times a year for nearly ten years, I'd even been the favorite enough times that the odds were definitely in my favor, but I let people down." She turns to look at you, with a sad smile. "I'm a real anomaly, a fun little piece of trivia, got a smaller bit of the purse each time, but the Laredos want winners."
You frowned, reaching out to rub one of Tango's shoulders. "Hey, to me that still sounds amazing."
Tango smiled more genuinely from your words and sat up. She dug around in one of the gear bags, pulling out a tiny battery-operated radio, turning it on and tuning to one of the country music channels. "Now, I know it ain't one of those reality shows you and Tori watch, but this is always on in the stable so I'm used to it. Hope you don't mind."
You shook your head, a hint of a smile forming on your face as an idea came to your mind. "It's fine. But if we're going to listen to it, then you should be dancing to it."
Tango's eyes widened, lips trying to keep from breaking into a smile too quickly as she stood up, swinging her hips back and forth to the country music. "I'm not much of a dancer, to be honest, but somethin' tells me you won't mind much, huh darlin'?"
"You're definitely right there. I think you're wearing too much though. I want to see you in just your panties and shake your ass for me." Tango closed her eyes, almost shivering as the command struck her ears, reveling in the instructions reaching her mind and inspiring her body to move. It was kind of amusing to you, that you were compelling Tango, who then compelled Tori, to strip off her jacket and shirt, removing her jeans and shoes, almost scrambling out of the attire to get down to just her panties. She didn't try to make it a slow, sexy striptease, she just was so eager to follow your instructions that she flew right by that. That was actually pretty amusing to you--and it showed that she was doing her best in earnest to please you by meeting your expectations.
Once she made it down to her panties, though, you got to see that delightful ass swinging near you! Tango ran her hands through her wild blonde hair, then put her hands on her knees and bounced her ass up and down. You'd never seen someone twerk to a country song like this before, and you never thought you would see Tori twerk at all, but she seemed to be inspired enough to do it for you! "Am I doin' it right? I'll make Tori's body do anything you like, you know! Somethin' about your words, I love it so much."
"Oh, of course. So, let's see... turn around, squat down with your legs spread, put those arms behind your head, and keep moving to the beat!"
With a delighted sigh, Tango did as you said, shimmying her shoulders back and forth as she got down low with her legs, opening her body to you and showing herself off to you with her eyes half-closed, mouth hanging slightly open. "How's this? Is this making you happy?"
You felt the tightness in your pants, shifting a little. "Oh, it most definitely is. Aren't you cold?"
"A... a little. I mean, the fire still helps, and I feel warm wash over my body when you give me commands, so..."
"Get out of those panties, and help me get out of my clothes too."
Sharply inhaling, Tango felt like she knew where this was heading! She almost couldn't help her eager energy, speedily yanking down her panties and then kneeling down to hastily unbutton your shirt and unbuckle your jeans! You laughed a little at her frantic fingers. "I guess a racehorse likes doing things fast, huh?"
Tango didn't pause, but she looked at you, worried for a moment. "I can, uh, slow down if you like. I just want to do a good job fulfilling your requests. Haste makes waste, and all! And if I might be so bold as to say, my body's really aching to feel you."
"It's fine, don't worry. It's cute, actually!" Tango hurriedly pulled your shirt off, and slid your pants and boxers down, exposing your dick. Tango paused, looking at it with Tori's eyes in awe. She seemed transfixed, like she wanted to touch or taste or something, but she waited patiently for your go-ahead. "Use your hands, Tango; and this time, go nice and slow..!"
Tango's hands shot forward, wrapping around your dick as she began to stroke up and down, this time using more of Tori's knowledge for how to handle male anatomy, gently running her fingers along your length. She moaned lightly, her breathing growing more labored. "It's even more powerful when you say my name, too, I love it so much! This feels real nice to do this for you, Pete." Her moans only increased when you reached out to pat her hips just like what you'd done earlier, before you brought a hand up to her breasts to feel their shape in your hand. And she really gasped when you brought a hand between Tango's legs, rubbing along her slit in kind!
Eventually, it was too much, Tango was so obedient with her activities that she would do this all night if you wanted, and while you liked that possibility where those breasts were always at your fingertips, you wanted to have Tango fulfill what she wanted to achieve. "Tango... get in my sleeping bag with me."
"Haaaaaa... you really do want me?" Tango shivered this time as she wailed out in an ecstatic cry, you could almost see the tingle running through her body in real time after hearing that you wanted to be with her. Of course you did! You nodded, unzipping the fleece-lined bag so you and Tango could slide in, lying down with Tango resting on top of you, until you zip back up. You hadn't put any more wood on the fire, as it died down to nearly embers by now, so now it was up to your body heat in the bag to save off a chill. In the darkness, you could see the Milky Way coming into view. It was just you and her, illuminated by the light of stars tens of thousands of light years away that traveled all this way to illuminate Tango's adoring eyes for you.
"I do want you, Tango. Get me inside you, and let's keep going." Tango didn't have to be told twice, that was for sure! She'd been almost quivering, waiting for the go-ahead, but now she adjusted herself atop you, angling her hips as she pushed down until your member met her slit, and she grunted lightly, pushing further down slowly, gently. This time, she was in no rush, enjoying the sensation Tori's body provided as she **** herself further down. You had your arms around her, helping stabilize her as she continued until you were deep inside her, and then your hips started to undulate together, pushing into Tango while she matched your rhythm. She slid along your stomach, the heat within the sleeping bag causing you and Tango to perspire. After a while, when the rhythm felt steady, you put a hand behind Tango's head and pulled her into a kiss. Naturally, she obliged, happily leaning down to kiss you deeply, and admittedly rather sloppily, since there was so much jostling around it was a challenge to really coordinate anything more than your thrusts inside Tango. Of course, neither of you cared--you continued to add to your passionate play.
Still, you needed a bit more to get over the edge. "Tango... get us to both finish."
Another passionate, guttural sound escaped Tango's throat, having forgotten how to use words it seemed, as she moved into overdrive! She propped herself up, your hands able to now grip at her sweaty and slippery torso and squeeze at her breasts, while she reached down to between her legs, searching for that extra nub to enhance her pleasure. Faster, more pronounced thrusts, the extra play seemed to bring both of you to the edge! It wasn't until Tango looked you dead in the eye and made a statement of her own that pushed you over the edge: "Peter, I love forcing Tori's body to do this with you."
That was such a strange thought to bring you to orgasm into Tango, as you gripped tightly at her--you felt Tango shudder powerfully as well, like she had just realized what she made you do and that caused her to finish as well. Her face contorted, mouth wide open in ecstacy, almost gasping for air once she collapsed to you. Was that the difference that you and Tori needed in your relationship to change the equation between you two? Was that why Tori seemed so content to let you do anything with her with a channeled form too? Were you and Tori both somehow aroused by a third party controlling her? Maybe that was for the best, in some weird way. You could do so many things with Tori when channeled, and still maintain your strong friendship with her without a channeling. Maybe that's why this worked so well.
"Thank you for that, Pete," Tango said, tiredly, as she wrapped her arms around you. You both felt hot and now rather sticky, but as you held each other in stillness, everything felt perfect. "I'd wanted some attention again for so long, and that was maybe the most fun way to get it..!"
Neither of you could remain awake much longer though. Tango rest her head on your shoulder, and you and her drifted off to a wonderful sleep.
In the morning, do you have better luck with your search?
Channelers
Unlike a possession, the bodies of channelers are taken over by other beings, and controlled to do all sorts of things...
An ancient curse on a selfish person had propagated through their family to the modern era, with no known means to break it. The curse is simple: if any creature or person has a need that the cursed subject can somehow help, they are to loan their body to the being in need until said needs are met, for up to a full day. This could range from rescuing a bird's eggs from a predator to an elderly person who needs an able body to go to the grocery store. No need is too big or too small, if the channeler senses the need from another nearby, they are compelled to loan their forms. Combined with other beings, the channeler's features alter to represent their controller: altered hair, altered faces, changes to a body type, gaining extra features like new ears or a tail, a channeler always resembles their original self but certainly can look quite unique with each new channeling session. Of course, this has other complications: the channeler may still 'fill in the blanks' in being human and maintain certain attributes like attraction to a partner, but the being in need, the controller, is the one in charge during that period. And they may behave completely differently when channeling! Will relationships be able to withstand a body that seems to constantly have a new personality every day, when a channeler might not even remember what happened? Will new relationships form with a specific channeled form, creating new complications? Or can others take advantage of the curse to get all sorts of unique, sexy encounters with new forms each time?
Updated on Sep 20, 2023
by dogmann
Created on May 26, 2022
by Yabusa
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