Turnabout's fair play

"Well..." you purred in your girlfriend's voice. "Since you had your fun, I'll have mine". Your face formed into a lewd grin while you admired your reflection. "After all, turnabout is fair play..."

You were going to enjoy this. Being in control of Louisa's body was surreal - but the reflection in the mirror spoke for itself. Or rather, herself. The reflection, at your bidding, also began to lift her nightie over her head. Then, it was quickly thrown to the side - honestly you didn't care - and left you staring at a wondrous sight. That of beautiful Louisa, topless, grinning back at you like a (sexy) idiot.

"Wow... this'll never get old" you whispered again as you stared at Louisa's lovely breasts. It took you a second to remember that right now, those were your boobs, and you looked down to the amazing sight of generous cleavage.

Immediately you grabbed at them with your hands - smaller than usual, making the fleshy globes you were grabbing feel even bigger than usual. A high pitched moan escaped your lips as you felt a slight tickle. You kneaded at your boobs, before sneaking a look at the mirror.

Staring back was a lightly flustered Louisa, with handfuls of her own tits. Oh man, if you had a cock it would be so hard right now...

But wait. You had something even more fun! At least, something you'd never had before. You dropped your boobs and looked at the mirror again. Louisa was wearing matching short shorts to her discarded top - cream colored and silky. You reached down and slowly pulled them off, revealing a pair of black panties.

"Fuck this is so hot..." you whispered. "Damn, Louisa, you're sexy". And for now, that was you! Remembering what she had done to - with, in - you last night, you began to feel a different kind of tickle - that of anticipation, and arousal.

You kicked off the shorts in a random direction, and began rubbing your thighs against each other. Your hands found your boobs again, and your eyes once again found your reflection. The Louisa now reflected was a bit more hot and bothered, with a tinge of a blush in her cheeks.

Another moan escaped your lips as you teased your nipples. That felt pretty damn good, you thought. A pressure began to build in your crotch, causing you instinctively to reach a hand down.

That hand soon found itself under those black panties, and touched something soft and very sensitive. Further exploring lead your fingers into a tight, wet slit.

Ohmygod. Ohmygod. OHMYGOD.

That was Louisa's pussy. You quickly spread your legs, and what had just been a curious exploration became a frantic ****.

"Ngh!" Another moan, louder this time, came out of your mouth as your fingers kept busy - in and out, thrusting into the inviting moist folds of Louisa's snatch.

But this standing position - legs wide, leaning down - was getting uncomfortable. You pondered sitting down, but instead jumped onto the bed. Legs spread wide as you leaned back, you continued to finger yourself.

Damn shame you couldn't see your reflection in the mirror anymore, though. But this would have to do. The pressure from your nethers was building, as you continued to plow. Faster, yet still in a rhythm as the pleasure continued to rise.

Until it popped.

Waves of bliss, centered more or less where your fingers had just been, pulsated through your entire body as you laid back on Louisa's bed. You felt a little dizzy, as blood rushed to your head in the afterglow of your first female orgasm. There was a bit of a sticky patch under you, but you didn't really care.

"Wow, Louisa, you feel amazing..." you purred.

Panting, wearing only now-stained black panties, you laid on Louisa's bed, breathing heavily. Your boobs moved with each breath, and one of your hands found its way onto your chest. The other hand remained inside the panties, touching the outer folds of the pussy you'd borrowed from your girlfriend.

That had felt mindblowingly amazing, and you began to wonder if it could feel any better. But then again, you were even now. Maybe it was time to give Louisa back her body, and talk about what you wanted to do next.