Im a pervert and I know it. I have the power to “mount” another persons body and take control, leaving my own body unconscious and unoccupied. The problem is I can only use it on blood relatives.
I’ve swapped with my entire family at this point and no one is the wiser. I lost my virginity to my mom on accident when I mounted my dad a few months back and was horrified but also completely hooked. I needed more, so I swapped with my dad for weeks just to get another opportunity to sink into a pussy (even if it was my mom’s).
My dad went out of town for business and I wanted more so I mounted my mom after everyone was asleep and went to my own room to get the vibrator I’d bought to have some fun.
My own body laid sprawled across the bed shirtless and I felt the urge. She’d mentioned she needed to take her birth control the last time I fucked her and the thought hit me. I locked the door and stripped down.
I dragged my own body to the edge of the bed and straddled my body’s face as I dug into my pants for my cock. I dipped gently, my mom’s dangly pussy lips brushing against my nose, the shallow breathing of my unoccupied body was warm against my borrowed entrance. It sent shivers up my spine. I hope this works.
I started working my cock, hoping against hope my empty body could get hard. I felt my cock get firmer in my hand and a wicked smile formed on my face.
Minutes later my familiar penis was hard in my and I stopped rocking against my nose and moved down to straddle myself. My pussy was sopping wet as I slid down on myself for the first time. Penetration was unlike anything I’d ever known. I felt a warm pressure deep in me, but what I really felt was my own wet vagina, it loosely gripped my penis and the tingle of sensation across my insides sent stars through me. I started bouncing and quickly found it felt better to sink deep and rub my groin hard against my own crotch. Pleasure built just above where the cock was wedged inside me. Each gyrating grind sent new burst of light through my lower half. That’s all I could think of it as, I was glowing and warm and needed more.
When the orgasm came it was expected but unlike anything I’d had as my dad or myself. It was like a spring door stopper had been flicked and was flying back and forth, the vibrations matched the buzz of pleasure that exploded and then slowly spread to my thighs and into me. It was still there as I continued to grind and built again with each movement.
It was like someone was slowly pulling that same spring to the side. I rode the feeling slowly, further, until the moment of release again, bigger than the first. Simultaneously, the penis inside me swelled and I felt even wetter than before.
I climbed off and semen poured out of me and dripped onto my own body below. I looked at my vacant face and saw dried crust on my nose and mouth from when I’d straddled before. Quietly I pulled my mom’s panties back on and her pajamas, unlocked my door, and crept back to the tv and left her where I found her. I smiled as I came to in my own body, the musky smell was heavy and my flaccid cock was covered with the dried white flakey residue of what had just happened. A sign that it was real. It was 11pm. Mom would go to bed soon, probably wondering why she was so wet.
My eyes flicked to my backpack and the condoms inside. I wonder how long until I could go again. My sister was in the next room asleep and I’d like to know how she compares. I know I’m a pervert, but I don’t even care anymore.