High Voltage/Imagine Jess
From Create Your Own Story
With my eyes closed, I tried to imagine myself in my other body. I could see Jess, her brown eyes poking out from behind her blonde hair, looking at my dick. I could see the want in her eyes. She smiled and opened her mouth, lowering it onto my dick. She worked slowly, moving her head up and down my shaft. I felt every flick of her tongue as she kept it wet. I gasped and opened my eyes. Jess was gone, as was my dick, but my hand was still moving between my legs.
I shut my eyes once again and Jess was back, now on top of me. I grabbed hold of her waist with both of my hands and forced myself deeper inside of her. I looked her in the eyes and she smiled at me. I loved her smile. It was one of my favorite things about me. She opened her mouth and moaned. It all seemed so real. It was as if I could actually hear her. She moaned again and I realized it was my mouth that moaned. Once again, I opened my eyes and Jess was gone.
I sighed and shut my eyes once more. She was still on top of me, but she wasn't riding my dick anymore. Now she was wearing some sort of strap-on dildo. I also was back in Lauren's body. She spread my legs and slowly inserted the dildo inside of me. I rolled my eyes in ecstasy as she began to pick up the pace. I could feel my wetness on my own fingers, but I ignored it, allowing my fantasy to continue. I grabbed hold of her hips again, but this time, I thrusted her deeper inside of me. She leaned down and kissed me. I knew exactly how to imagine her taste, and each kiss was more intoxicating than the last. I quivered as held her kiss, while thrusting into me. Her mouth on mine kept me silent, although I was screaming with pleasure. I thought my heart was going to leap from my chest it was beating so quickly.
Jess gradually became transparent, melting into the air around me. I opened my eyes and found myself panting quickly, and with one wet hand. My smile faded as I looked at the time.
I leapt from the bed and picked my clothes off the floor. I stood in front of the mirror and watched the beautiful girl in the reflection slowly pull her red and black panties up her smooth legs. The lace waistband beckoned to be pulled back down, but I resisted. Watching myself in the mirror was exhilarating.
The girl in the mirror folded her arms in front of her breasts, as if she was trying to hide from me, and coyly turned to the side. I saw the word "LOVE" printed in all capital letters across her bottom. She bent at the hips, spreading her legs slightly, and I imagined how good it would feel to have something slide between them. My hand descended on my pussy and stroked it broadly. It was still damp and visions of Jess came back into my mind, but I had places I needed to be.
I quickly put on a bra and the black scoop-neck shirt. My cleavage was on display, which would probably help my tips for the evening. I pulled on another pair of jeans, shoes, and grabbed my keys. It was time to go to work.
Should I:
