The camping trip

It was early, and a weekend, so we decided to head to the campgrounds straight away. Both Frank and Alicia had tailored their lives so it was as easy as possible to travel and were experienced campers, so packing and preparation only took an hour and then we were off.

As Frank drove his old jeep, I sat in the passenger seat, watching the leaves and branches peel off the edge of my vision as they rushed by the window. I felt captivated just staring at the forest and the mountains as we drove to higher altitudes, the colors somehow seeming more vibrant and beautiful than normal. It seemed everything had a greater sense of wonder now that I was Alicia, or perhaps it was a side effect from all the dopamine from our lovemaking earlier. I bit my lip thinking about it, while Frank rested one of his big hands on my thigh, giving it a squeeze that caused a twinge from my pussy. I just knew we were going to be like animals in heat on this trip, and as I rubbed my thighs a little closer together I thought about how badly I wanted to have sex right this instant. Before I tried to make us stop the car in the forest and have a quickie, we arrived at the campsite.

Stepping out and breathing deep, the mountain air filled my lungs and was like a real rush just on its own. I idly noticed that I was breathing way deeper than normal, and just felt way better in general too; better concentration, energy, overall happiness. Some of the more subtle changes from wearing this body, well used to hiking and spending lots of time in nature, instead of my usual video-games and junk food in my life as Alex.

I settled back into my comfortable guise as Alicia as I let her personality and expertise cover me, working in tandem with Frank to build our tent up high. It was a seriously impressive tent, little marks denoting how well it’d been used over the years. In front of the main tent chamber, was a big “porch area”, which could be left covering in the case of rain or cold, or uncovered in the case of an unmissable starry night.

For whatever reason, we were the only tent setting up, so we had the true best pick of where to set up. We chose a raised area, flat on top for the tent to sit stably, while still giving views over the valley below, as the trees parted and the mountains rose up to the heavens all around. In the sunshine it was warm, but there was the slightest chill in the shade, not so bad to stop us from having a good time, but an undeniable reminder of Autumn’s fast approach.

It had taken a fair while to get up into the mountains, so now we were here with the tent built we decided to just relax and enjoy ourselves. Frank set up some fold out chairs while I switched on the portable stove, hoping to surprise him a little while his back was turned. As close are we were to each other, it was impossible to really be stealthy, but he gave me the benefit of pretending he didn’t know what I was doing.

Turning around with surprise in hand, I beamed;

“Babe! I made us hot chocolate!”

“Thanks darling”

He accepted his cup with a gracious smile, promptly burning his tongue a little.

“Ahhh, be careful, it’s hot!”

I flustered, while he just laughed.

“Dummy.”

I pouted, and held out some mini-marshmallows.

“Here… it’s not the same without them.”

I glanced at his eyes while I extended my hand, his fingers brushing against mine as he accepted them without a look. His face stayed turned towards me, such a caring smile on it, like I was the only thing he could see. My cheeks heated up immediately into a blush, turning redder than ever as I turned away.

What the hell??? Why am I so embarrassed??

I sat down quickly, turning away in an attempt to distract myself with the pretty view while trying to ignore my heart speeding up in my chest. I heard him sit beside me as I tried not to look at him, a warm, perfect blanket of dopamine seeming to settle on my whole body.

I had to get out of this skin… I’d never, ever felt this good from such simple things. I’d had crushes like any normal guy, on classmates in school, or fantasies about sexy older women too, the hot teacher, the sexy nurse, the usual suspects. But no matter what, I’d never been in love. Before being Alicia, I’d never even known what I was missing out on! This was like being on **** all the time, and Frank’s presence was all it needed to trigger these incredible feelings.

My cheeks still burned with embarrassment at how strongly I was feeling, as I rubbed my legs together. The lust, I could handle… but love? That was many, many times more dangerous.

Eventually, I cooled down, and so did the hot chocolate, so although it still inspired a warmth from within with its sugary sweet heat, I avoided any burnt tongue incidents. I fell into a rhythm just chatting to Frank, getting lost in conversation about music, mutual friends, trips we wanted to go on. Something that struck me was how overwhelmingly positive the conversations all were; It was like Frank and Alicia were positive energy batteries, who fed into each other, that energy infusing every conversation with a subtle, irresistible, happy spirit.

We got so lost in conversation that we didn’t even notice the sun slinking down, until it was sunset. Frank brought out his camera, a big, professional looking Nikon, while I took out Alicia’s little polaroid camera. He snapped pictures of the setting sun, dying the trees in its orange shades as the deep shadows left stylish impressions on the ground.

I just set my camera up on a rock on timer mode, spinning him around for a pic of us together. Right before the flash, he grabbed me and pulled me into a kiss. My heart jumped into my throat as my pussy instantly heated up, his strong arms pulling me in deep as the flash illuminated our bodies pressed together.

I could feel the light burst through my closed eye-lids as my blood raced, his strong tongue caressing mine. It felt like the whole world dropped away in that moment, and it was just us, bodies intertwined. Breaking the kiss, we stared into each-others eyes, his full of confidence and affection, while mine were no doubt dilated.

“I should… go see how the picture came out.”

I started, breaking our embrace and immediately missing his warmth. My pussy felt slick inside my jeans, and I already knew my panties were ruined. Thank God I’d packed multiple pairs…

The picture came out perfect. The setting sun and the beautiful vista behind us had been well captured, but the real stars were us. Even taken by surprise, the kiss looked totally natural, the spontaneity only ensuring that nothing was fake about it; a perfect, genuine moment, captured candidly. The light from the flash had caught on my blonde hair, igniting it like spun gold, while even through his jumper, Frank’s impressive physique was obvious.

Should I… keep this photo? The real me I mean. When I leave Alicia’s body. IF I leave Alicia’s body. After all, it’s not her in the photo really, it’s me. Me standing here really, wearing her like a costume, my perfect disguise.

While I held it, I felt Frank’s arms close around me from behind, my body pressed to his.

“It came out pretty good, huh?”

He was so close to my head now it felt like I could feel the vibration of his vocal chords through the air. It wasn’t the only thing I could feel; his firm erection was pressing against my ass, the kiss bringing him to the same level of horny as me. I started grinding against it, enjoying the way it felt even pressing up against me, while yearning to get it inside of me.

“Hey… There’s no one else around.”

He said, voice deep and low in my ear.

“We could do it right here. Outside, as the stars come out.”

I gasped a little as I thought about it, his persuasion taking root in my heart. I wanted to, so badly…

The tension got too much for me, as I slid my jeans and panties down my legs, his arms breaking their hold for just a minute as he threw his off too. Sliding his fingers across my lower lips for just a moment left them coated in my love juices, as he commented;

“Alicia, you’re so wet already? You were craving this, weren’t you?”

I could hear the smile in his voice as he said it.

“Just shut up…”

I pleaded, my face tinged red with a blush that only got more intense as I felt his hands on my hips, bending me over.

Were we doing it doggy style??

My question was answered a second later as I felt him line up just at my entrance, before thrusting in. I jerked a little at the sudden entrance, before pushing my hips back, almost **** to stuff him inside me. Immediately, my vision seemed to white out slightly as my first moan left my lips, the squelch of my drenched pussy following as he pulled back and began his second stroke.

It felt so powerful against my hot, slimy walls! He started building a rhythm, his powerful meat drilling down into me, almost hitting the back of Alicia’s well-trained pussy. I arched my back, wanting him as deep as possible, wanting him to be totally submerged in me. Taking it in such a submissive position, bent over outside for his pleasure, should have been so embarrassing but I couldn’t help but love it. Maybe it was a twist of stealing Alicia’s girly body, but I was adoring wearing her submissive role alongside it.

Or maybe I’d secretly craved this all along? Maybe deep down, I’d been jealous of Alicia, her smile, her positivity, her small breasts on my chest, her sex, spread wide open as her muscular boyfriend made a mess of her, screaming in lust and passion. Maybe as soon as my subconscious got the chance, blackout drunk and alone with her, it’d insisted I skin her and take all of her as my own.

Fucking outside as well like this was making the sensations even stronger, the cooler air seemingly to heighten the hot sensations inside me with its comparison. And doggy style too! Having sex like animals in the forest, our unrestrained cries and screams filling the air… it was so wild and embarrassing! I bit my lip as some drool flew out of my mouth after a particularly heavy thrust, tipping me over into Alicia’s orgasm. My eyes scrunched closed as my toes curled a little, a huge wave of pleasure crashing over me and rolling through my whole body. I felt my pussy clamp down, Frank grunting at the sudden reflex of pleasure he felt too, but he didn’t cum.

Instead, he, grabbed my hair down by the base and pulled, speeding up the tempo.

“Oh Frank, I’m still so sensitive!”

I whined, the pleasure getting to be too much for me as the pain from the hair pulling mixed together with my orgasm exquisitely.

“Too bad, you’re going to take every inch of this pleasure until you can’t even walk anymore.”

My eyes went wide as he said that, followed by a stinging as he slapped my ass, the sound ringing out as his red hand-print emblazoned itself on me like a brand of ownership. This pleasure was too much! A part of me was scared I’d totally lose myself in it and forget who I really was, but it was quickly drowned out by surprise as Frank threw me down and flipped me over, so I was on my back.

He thrust inside again, kissing on my neck as he spread my walls, a prayer leaving my lips as I stared at him over me, a carpet of new stars appearing behind his face as night fell over our lovemaking. We keep going for what felt like hours as the night grew darker and darker, before he reached climax. I must have cum at least three times before he even did once, face contorting as he emptied a massive load deep inside me. He collapsed on top and we lay there, me hugging him as I felt his head rest on my small, sensitive breasts.

The air was getting cooler by the minute, but our bodies almost seemed to steam as we lay together, sweaty and full of happiness. The love Alicia felt for Frank was too much, and every time they had sex it seemed to drill deeper into me too. Where did Alicia’s feelings and mine end anymore? Inside, I could feel her personality, over mine, and I’d stayed wrapped tight in it since putting her on because truthfully, it felt better being her than it was being me.

But these feeling were so strong… would I still feel the same for Frank if I took her off? Or would I be in love with him too, as myself? A fear that I was totally losing who I was, and a deeper fear that I wanted to, took a hold of my heart. I needed to get out of Alicia’s skin right now… but I was so far from civilization, and I couldn’t escape without taking their car and stranding Alicia and Frank here. No; I knew that there was realistically only one place to escape too.

I watched the spines emerge from Alicia’s dainty fingers, before I stabbed Frank in the back with them.