Yamada possess his girlfriend Ally, His First Victim

The first time I did it with Ally, my girlfriend. Let me tell you, she's hot.

Ally’s is like me, we're 18 years old in the same place we study, a biology major. She has long brown hair. We’d been dating for four months. She liked to kiss with her whole body, pressing her small frame against me until I could feel her heartbeat through my chest. I loved her. I loved her so much that it scared me, because love and this power were a dangerous combination.

I don't mind being a little bit pushy.

I wanted the first time inside her to be special. Not just possession. Something more. So I did it on a Saturday afternoon, in her dorm room, with the curtains half-drawn.

I was in my own body, sitting on the edge of her bed, pants off, boxers lowered, one hand working my cock while the other held my phone. On the screen was a video I’d taken the week before.

Ally in the shower, phone angled high because I’d asked her to send me something hot and she’d laughed and sent me a clip of her soaping her tits. She hesitate at first but gave it to me since I said I never saw something like breasts before which I lied.

I watched it now, stroking myself, breathing hard through my nose. The static hum built in my fingers.

"Fuck!" I came with a grunt, shooting onto my own stomach, Looking at her breasts making him horny. The static start spread through my whole body, crackling like fire along my skin. I wiped my hand on the sheets and stood up walking to the door.

Ally was in the bathroom across the hall.

When she came back, wet-haired and wearing one of my oversized t-shirts, I reached out and touched her cheek. Her eyes widened for half a second—not from fear, just surprise—and then the world went black and I was inside her.

It was different. Her body were so sensitive that the soft cotton of my shirt against her nipples made me gasp. I stumbled to the mirror on the back of her door.

She was pretty. Not Emma’s kind of pretty—Emma was sharp. Ally was rounder, softer. Brown eyes, full lips, a splash of freckles across her nose. Her legs were bare, and I could feel the cool air on them, could feel the slight soreness in her calves from yoga that morning.

“Hehe, look who am I, I'm Ally!! I have a sexy body and I wonder why my boyfriend got addicted to it,” I said, and her voice came out. It was strange, hearing it from the inside, the vibration of it in her throat. “I think it's time for some exploring, Ally. Let’s do this.”

I closed the door and locked it.

Then I sat down on her bed and lifted the hem of the t-shirt.

Her breasts were smaller than Emma’s but they were perfect, round and firm, with pale pink nipples that tightened as soon as I brushed them with her fingertips. The touch sent a spark straight down to her cunt, and I—she moaned. It was a sound I’d never made in my own body.

“Hmmm,” I whispered in her voice. “Hmm, she’s so fucking sensitive.”

I cupped her tits in her hands and squeezed. The pleasure radiated outward, warm and electric. I pinched her nipples and arched her back, pressing her thighs together. I could already feel the wetness starting between her legs, slick and hot.

I wanted to take my time, but her body was already begging. I slid one hand down her stomach and between her thighs. Her fingers found her clit, already swollen, already throbbing. I touched it lightly, just a brush, and her whole body jolted as if she’d been shocked.

“Fuck,” I hissed in her voice. “Fuck, that’s—oh, oh Ally. Is this how you feel? This is the girl's feeling?”

I rubbed slow circles with two fingers, and the pleasure built like a wave pulling back from shore. I could feel everything—the wetness spreading. I slid one finger inside her and gasped.

She was so tight. So hot. Her body sucked me in, and I was inside her, inside Ally, doing things to her that I’d only ever imagined.

I curled the finger and her hips bucked. “Oh, oh, yes, yes, yes,” I chanted, her voice rising. “Oh my god, Ally, you feel so—” I didn’t finish. I couldn’t. My—her orgasm was already cresting, sudden and violent, crashing down over her body in rolling waves. I screamed. The sound tore out of her throat and filled the room, wordless and raw.

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I didn't stop after that. Who knows female bodies are amazing.

I masturbate and have orgasm four times that day. Four orgasms in Ally’s body, each one different. The first was sharp and electric, centered in her clit. The second was deeper, from fucking her with three fingers, curling against the slick front wall until her legs locked and her hips lifted off the bed. The third came from both hands, one on her clit and one inside her, and I saw stars when it hit. The fourth was slow and heavy, a grinding pressure that built and built until she was moaning in my voice.

I know I just tired from masturbating but I can't let her know. So I cleaned her body and take a shower. Then I put myself in the position before.

When I finally slipped out of her, back into my own body appearing physical again, I was kneeling on the floor beside her bed. My cock was still hard. Ally was lying on the bed, her t-shirt hiked up around her ribs She blinked, looked at me

“Oh what? Yamada? That was weird, what happened?” she said, her voice hoarse. “I think I passed out. I dreamed I was touching myself.”

“Good dream?” I asked.

She laughed, low and warm. “Weird dream of my life.”

She didn’t remember me inside her but her body remembered the aftershocks. I pulled the blanket over her and kissed her forehead.

“I love you,” I said.

“Love you too,” she murmured, already half-asleep.

I cleaned myself up and left. But I knew, walking back across campus, that it wouldn’t be the last time.