Am echo of wet dreams past

The gorgeous blonde stiffened slightly, as the sound of her old name stripped away any progress at getting used to her new situation. Dave hadn’t really meant to add to her discomfort, but couldn’t deney the way she was fidgeting, caught between covering herself and keeping up the act, as the former Jake found herself standing in front of his friend wearing womens clothes was pretty enticing.

Her blush grew even fiercer as her shaking drew Daves gaze to the substantial cleavage she was showing, Not that she had much choice in the matter, Dave doubted she could have closed the last buttons on her dress shirt even if she wanted to. The same went for the pale pink cardigan that clung to her small waist and emphasized the contrast between it and her abundant breasts and hips. A pleated purple skirt that hung down to slightly above her stockinged knees completed the outfit.

When Daves gaze began traveling down the long stockinged legs peeking out beneath the skirt, Jake cleared her throat calling Daves attention back to a beautiful face that held only a faint resemvlane to Jake,.

“I’m sorry, Ja,,. “This time Dave caught himself ” That was pretty rude. I’m sorry I stared like that. But I didn’t….What!? ” While Dave was doing his best to apologize for being caught blatantly checking out a girl and making his buddy uncomfortable at the same time, said buddy started crossing the room with quick determined strides and a undefinable look on her face. “Shhhh.”

Dave took a reflexive step back, before the advancing Jake “Look, I was just surprised. I….” at that point he was silenced by a finger to his lips and another urgent ‘Shhh.’ Dave couldn’t help but notice that his formerly shorter friend was no eye to eye with him, as she was standing there staring him in the eye .

Just like his body, Jakes new face oozed femininity and beauty; from the large deep blue eyes emphasized by thick black lashes over his cute button nose to the soft creamy skin and finely sculpted cheekbones. The dirty blond bobcut she had sported as Jake left the house had likewise been replaced. Now a lush mane of golden strands fell straight to the small back, held barely in check by a blue hairband.

They just stood there for several moments, Dave lost in studying the vision of beauty before him while Jake grew increasingly agitated, chewing on her generous bottom lip with pearly white teeth.

‘I wonder if they are now naturally this glossy and shade or if Jake used makeup…’ was his last thought before Jake stepped forwards to slide her remaining arm around Daves back, drawing herself against him.

The soft sensation of breasts pressing into his chest, caused Daves mind to go blank for a moment. He didn’t really register the finger on his lips, tracing a line along his jawbone as Jake moved her hand from Daves mouth to the nape of his neck.

The gentle pressure as the beautiful woman before him drew his head closer to hers, finally shook Dave out of his stupor. “What are you doing?” he asked in a hoarse whisper.

The way Jake had tilted her head to bring her lips closer to his, made it quite evident what his former friend was trying to do. But as always when a beautiful woman was involved, his insecurity insisted on ruining the mood.

This time it was Jakes turn to freeze like a deer in the headlights. Now that he wasn’t as distracted cataloging the changes Dave finally noticed how nervous Jake was beneath the seductive façade she tried to project, felt the slight tremor in her hand resting at his neck, the tension in the arm around his back and her breath tickling his face in tightly controlled intervals.

For several long moments the two just stood there staring into each others eyes, before Dave finally found the courage to ask if everything was ok.

“A….” was all he managed, before Jake covered his weakness the usual way: By pressing on, in this case pressing his lips against Jakes.

It was pretty tame as kisses went, just her pressing her luscious lips against Daves until she was sure he wasn’t trying to finish his sentence.

Nonetheless both were breathing heavily by the time she drew back, Daves inability to read the mood meant this had been his first kiss since tenth grade and it was pretty evident why the situation was an emotional curveball for Jake.

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Dave didn’t really think about his next move, all he knew was that his friend and the pretty girl before him were distressed and he wanted to comfort them.

To his surprise Jake didn’t pull away or stiffen when Dave put his arms around him, instead she took it as a cue to press herself tighter against him. He had already been at halfmast, but when Jake started rubbing herself against his groin, Daves trousers got almost painfully tight.

THAT got a reaction out of Jake, lower body twitching back as if she had been poked in the stomach by a red-hot poker instead of Daves little buddy.

“I….” again Dave was cut short, as Jake once again pressed her lips against his open mouth with a low moan and resumed grinding hers hips against his with renewed vigor, .

Shortly after, her tongue made it’s first forays into Daves mouth. Unfortunately Dave showed more enthusiasm than skill when he tried to return the favor, until Jake finally broke the kiss,

“Fuck, you have a lot to learn about kissing.” She declared in a husky soprano “and damn your mother for making me kiss you to get my voice back.” Despite her choice of words she didn’t seem to be TOO upset about the kiss, in fact….

“Ummm Jake?” as soon as her name left his lips it was as if a bucket of ice water had been emptied out over her head. She screwed her eyes shut with a sharp breath and her whole body shuddered before going completely still. It was all Dave could do to remain standing as the shuddering reflexively tightened her grip around his back and necks, making it feel like she was holding on for dear life.

“Bridget.”

“Huh?” “Bridget.” Jake repeated slightly louder her chin still resting on Daves shoulder “Yin highschool, you said she was the sexiest person on TV , and I do kinda look like her now. And every time you use my name, it… Just don’t! Ok?”

“Sure..err, Bridget.”

She did indeed look a bit like the character from a series Dave had loved during high-school. He wondered if Jake had remembered that the fictional Bridget also had a complicated relationship with men in general and relationships with men in particular, as befitted the ‘defrosting ice-queen’ character. She had certainly done a good job in approximating her outfit, at least.

And giving him the opportunity to actually be with one of his fictional crushes….. dang, even if it hadn’t been intentional, the gesture felt so sweet Dave had to fight the urge to kiss her. He couldn’t be sure if Briget would appreciate it, so he just stayed where he was basking in the warm feeling.

“If all you wanted, is your voice back. Why are you….” Dave trailed off, trying to finda polite way to ask why Bridget had started grinding herself against him again. At first he had taken her hesitant movements as some residual shudders but it soon became clear she was trying to get a rise out of him.

He almost kicked himself when the question caused Bridget to lift her head from his shoulders and move away slightly, albeit without breaking the embrace.

“Because…” she murmured, using a curtain of long golden hair to hide her averted face, “a good girlfriend wouldn’t leave you hanging.” Her hand slipped from his back to dive into the small space between the bodies “A-and it’s time for the main attraction.” Bridget whispered as she started nestling with Daves fly.

Daves own hand came around to gently turn her face until he could meet his girlfriends eyes “A-a good girlfriend would-would also respect my w-wishes” he stammered doing his best to overrule the more primitive parts of him that were hell-bent on coninuing “and-and if you need a few more hours…I mean I did say your name…..”.

“Goddamit, stop being so freaking NICE.” She groaned “This, right here, is why you never get some. Learn to read the goddamn mood! Do I LOOK unwilling to you?” now that she said it, Dave realized that her face wasn’t just flushed from embarrassment or anger alone and the way her pupils were dilated “But you wouldn’t get get a clue if it bit you in the balls!” Bridget emphasized her point by giving Dave another steamy kiss , before continuing her triade “The way you mother set it up, this body is absolutely boycrazy, especially if that boy is yours. It really wants to throw you down and ride you ‘til you break. I want to ride you. I can’t believe you made me say it out loud. But I really really want you to touch me. ” her voice had become huskier and huskier as Bridget continued, making her triade sound like some really messed up seduction, but now it gained a hard edge again “Only I really don’t want you to touch me. Because feeling my nipples get hard and …and getting damp is bad enough. But you touching me like this or -fuck! - putting anything insiside me?! It’s terrifying!”

She took a feew deep breaths to calm down before continuing, “And when I finally get the courage to at least touch you, “ she averted her gaze as she started nestling with his zipper aigain” you go and make it harder. Trying to be a fucking knight in shiny armor. So yes - and I can’t believe I am saying this- I am really looking forward to playing with your cock, so just shut up and…” her voice dropped to an embarrassed whisper ” ….and let me have this. ”