A body hopper takes a beautiful woman for a spin in Small Town Girl, available now on Smashwords, Amazon, or wherever ebooks are sold. Preview below.
I’ve always had the ability to possess other people’s bodies and control them, but I haven’t used it in so long. Until the day I find Cassie. She’s irresistibly gorgeous and I have to hop inside her right away. I’m going to intimately explore her body and help her become comfortable with her sensuality, while having my own fun in the process.
Cassie feels comfortable here. It’s a good place to start with increasing her comfort and self-esteem, and besides, I’m eager to explore the body I now inhabit. Standing in the living room I gaze down at my breasts, still shiny with sweat from the heat. A little bead of sweat rolls down into my cleavage as I bring her mind forward and merge with her, guiding her to be turned on at her own body. And it’s so easy. Her tits are two ripe melons, the curves elegant and graceful.
I bring her fingers up and make her feel her own breasts, tracing my fingers over and around their softness, circling down sliding beneath the top of her dress. My hand continues down over her clothes, across her stomach and over the flare of her hips. My fingers tickle my sides as I make Cassie share in my enjoyment of her touch. I slide her hands down her ass, plump and delicious, exploring each succulent cheek, squeezing lightly, feeling her hesitation at enjoying her own body. She’s strong but delicate, an athlete’s body. There’s a fantastic lightness to it.
My touch has created a warmth between Cassie’s legs, a blossoming heat that pulses slowly through both of our minds as I continue to make her feel up her body, stroking and moving, leisurely exploring her form. We take our time. It’s the first time Cassie’s ever really considered her own beauty, understood that she actually is an object of desire. I’m blushing now as the warmth creeps through me, making me moist beneath my panties.
I pull up Cassie’s dress slowly, revealing her smooth golden thighs one inch at a time. I’m going slow, teasing myself, stoking the fire I’ve ignited in her body. Now her white panties are revealed, the lacy undergarments so dainty. I tickle the insides of my thighs, brushing my fingers up across my skin and over her panties, back and forth, tickling, teasing myself. There’s a desire beneath that fabric, a yearning to slip inside. A wet patch appears, quickly growing as I push my fingers against my still hidden pussy.
I reach behind my back and unzip my dress, slip out of it and let it pool to the ground at my feet. I unclasp her bra and slide it off, letting it drop the floor. “Oh, fuck,” I whisper as I gaze in awe at my naked breasts for the first time. They’re even more amazing than I imagined, the skin soft and taut, the little pink nipples already spiking out. I take them in each hand. I can easily wrap my fingers around her perky little tits and I squeeze, exploring their heft, the jaunty weight of them. Goddamn she feels so good—I feel so good. Her tits don’t need to be huge when they’re so exquisitely formed. I hold them and caress gently, staring down at her breasts as I let my fingers wind across them until I’ve got her tiny nipples between thumb and forefinger. I squeeze experimentally and an aching warmth spikes through me, the pleasure concentrating in my very center. Fuck, Cassie’s tits are amazing. I don’t want to let them go. I bobble them and watch them dance, shrug my shoulders and let them bounce, bob them back and forth in my hands, exalting in the pure pleasure of her body, of having such exquisite breasts.
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