Go for a kiss!

I can’t resist anymore…

I closed the small distance between us and kissed her, a fast but gentle kiss, my red lipstick rubbing just a little on her soft lips. I heard her make a surprised noise for just a second, felt her pulse get even higher through her hands, as her heart thundered in her chest, and then she kissed me back. She was a little awkward, like she’d never kissed anyone before, but we started getting into a groove quickly.

Gentle kissing, lips rubbing over each other, the first slide of my tongue into her mouth, and such an exciting feeling when hers slid into mine. I was so lost in the kiss I barely noticed what my hands were doing, as they wrapped around her, resting just above her ass. I could feel hers too, my latex dress acting like a second skin (Or third, in this case…), as the gentle transmission of heat from her palms worked through me.

We broke the kiss, a long strand of saliva hanging between our lips, swaying just a little from the drink and how overwhelmed we were as endorphins rushed around our bodies. Grace looked so cute, a big blush on her cheeks as her eyes had a sleepy, happy look to them, all her nerves forgotten in the moment.

“You’re so cute Grace, I really think I’m falling for you.”

My smile was contagious as I whispered it, loving how she blushed harder, before I rushed in for another kiss before she could overthink it.

We stumbled back off the dancefloor as I pushed her up against the wall, taking advantage of the strength of Jessica’s body. Rich sensations of latex rubbing against her soft cardigan, and the sexual constriction and press of our bodies had so much heat building in my lower body, my panties almost getting drenched with how turned on I was.

We stayed like that, hypnotized by each other, kissing gently and kissing rough in turn, eager to experience each small contour of each other’s mouths. The music was back to club tunes after that romantic interlude, and the pulse of the bass and the changing darkness and rainbow light of the party lighting almost made it seem like we were underwater, or in a dream.

I broke the kiss, and leaned in close to her, whispering;

“Come back to my room Grace… I want to love every part of you…”

She nodded with a furious blush as I took her hand and pulled her away, noting from the corner of my eye some stares of amazement and obvious lust from some of the party-goers; stunned at seeing two girls that gorgeous indulging in each others bodies so thoroughly. I giggled a little thinking about it; If only they knew the relationship these two had until tonight, this would have been an even crazier sight.

Jessica’s room was relatively tidy, all things considered, as I pulled Grace inside and almost threw her on the bed. She bounced a little with a cute squeal, plush ass cushioning her. It was a shame we weren’t having sex in Alex’s room… the thought of fucking Grace in my male bed, with its defiled sheets from what I’d done earlier in Jessica’s skin, really turned me on. Oh well, I guess I’d just have to settle for desecrating the bed of the girl I hated, using her body to have loving, passionate lesbian sex with the girl she’d been so shitty too.

I kicked off my heels and began peeling myself out of the latex dress, enjoying how my breasts bounced free, loving the way Grace looked over my pale, toned body. Jessica had spent hours in the gym sculpting herself, and it really showed; she had a body that other women would post as gym motivation or an ideal to strive for in their fitness journey. I had to resist laughing as I thought about it; what they’d sweat over for months trying to get, I’d been able to steal in just a few seconds, going from an ordinary, bland guy to the peak of the female form.

Now naked, I slid onto the bed and got closer to Grace, helping her shimmy out of her cardigan and unbutton her blouse. Her breasts looked so indulgent and full, the boring bra they were cupped in doing little to hide how spectacular they were.

She definitely has the biggest boobs in the flat… mhmm, I’m going to love sucking on them tonight.

I tried to suppress my lewd grin before I noticed Grace’s sudden hesitation, almost holding the shirt over herself. She looked down, refusing to meet my gaze, an insecure, sad look on her face.

“Jessica… you look so good… you’ve spent so long working out. I don’t do anything like that. I’m not good enough for you…”

“Grace…”

I said it tenderly as I peeled her shirt off, letting her body be exposed. The room was dark, the only real light coming through the blinds, but I could still see her perfectly. Her stomach wasn’t toned, but it was flat, and her figure was incredibly sexy, with plush breasts and a slim waist that tapered into wide hips. Her thighs had a gorgeous thickness to them, not too big, but just the perfect amount that made me go a little crazy. It was true, she didn’t go to the gym or really exercise, but her healthy diet full of traditional recipes, wonderful genetics and the conscientious care she’d taken with her body had all helped her preserve perfectly her gorgeous form.

“… you have nothing to be ashamed of. You’re gorgeous, really. If anything, sometimes I get jealous of you.”

She looked up, so surprised.

“No, really! Your breasts are so big and perfect, and your ass too…”

I was the one blushing now, as I tried to comfort her without exposing just how horny and male my observations about her body were. I slipped on top of her, straddling her waist as I undid the back of her bra, grateful for Jessica’s stolen muscle memory. Leaning down, I started whispering praise and compliments into her ears, first the left, then the right, then back again, small words of affirmation,

“Your thighs are the perfect size, I really have to try and resist not to hug them when I see you in the kitchen.”

“I love how narrow your waist is! You need to show me your secrets… it’s even more impressive you look so good without going to the gym…”

“Your hair is so silky and soft, it’s got such a natural shine, I really crave hair like that sometimes.”

“I love your style too! You always look so classy and well put together, and you wouldn’t know this, but I think it’s really sexy too…”

Sometimes when I whispered the compliments, I’d blow a little into her ears, or even bite them gently and lick them, the rich tactile sensations, so intimate, making Grace blush and moan a little.

I love spoiling her like this… it’s making me so happy seeing how much she’s loving it.

After being talked down to all year, always being made to feel worthless, genuine compliments had so much power over Grace. She looked so happy, and even embarrassed, as all the love she was being shown ran into her heart and made it full for the first time all year.

“W-wait…”

“Hmm…?”

I stopped, just inches from her, my red hair dangling down and laying on her shoulder.

“Jessica… if you really thought all this nice stuff about me… if you really cared… then why, why have you been so mean to me since the start of the year?? You’re like a different person tonight!”

All the kind words had had an effect I hadn’t expected; it’d given Grace the strength to stand up for herself, and stand up to her bully. I would be so happy for her, normally… but not when I’m the one wearing her bully’s face!

She looked at me intently, our naked bodies so **** on top of one another, small tears forming in the corners of her eyes as she stared deep into mine. My brain scrambled as I tried to work out what to do…

I could feel Jessica’s personality, I knew what it craved. Be truthful to the skin you’re in, play the bitches role. Say this was all just part of a scheme, building Grace up just to tear her down, cruelly insulting her. It would be a masterstroke, Jessica’s most vicious attack yet. The idea gave her personality, so sadistic, massive pleasure, and I knew if I did it this way, not only would this make the most amount of sense after taking Jessica off and going back to normal, but just from how keenly I could feel her personality, I would also be able to take massive pleasure in destroying Grace.

I could go the other route… I could lie as Jessica, but be truthful as Alex. I could tell her that I’d liked her all along, all the cruel words had just been a terrible reaction to how I’d felt, too awkward to be honest with my feelings so just being mean to the girl I liked. I knew Jessica’s personality would despise that; admitting love to the girl she hated, and then apologizing for the bullying, something Jessica would never, ever do. The idea of dominating her like that, so utterly… was very, very satisfying for me. This way would give me massive pleasure… as I destroyed Jessica.

Or… there was a third route. Reveal the truth to Grace, that I was really Alex, fast becoming a monster, who’d turned her bully into a suit and decided to wear her and steal her identity. Thinking of letting someone in on this secret was so tantalizing… but so, so risky. Grace was a fragile girl, and even though we seemed to have started forming a budding connection tonight, finding out something so horrifying might be too much for her. She might lose her mind, or turn on me… what could I do if she did…? The only thing that came to mind was to replace her, shut her up by taking her place. I thought about the way I’d described her body, the desire coursing though my words. The idea of stealing the life and skin of the sexy shy girl was so evil… but if I revealed the truth and she turned on me, I’d have ****…!

As I sat on top of her, arousal causing my hot pussy to drip Jessica’s love juices gently onto Grace’s bare midriff,