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My New Ability
by SkyBandit (skybandit_fun@hotmail.com)
***
This is a story about a 15 year old boy who discovers
that he has the ability to "jump" into other poeple's
bodies and control them. These other people do not
realize that they are being controlled and remember the
boy's actions as if they were their own, but they
cannot explain why they act differently. The boy sets
out to have sex with his two sisters, Jill a high
school student, and his Sex-Ed teacher. (MF, inc, oral,
orgy, sci-fi)
***
Chapter 1: Family Fun
It was the weirdest moment of my life, waking up to
that sensation. At first I thought I was still dreaming
of Anne Potter and so instinctively my hands found the
hair of the woman who was lapping hungrily at my cock.
I forced her head down as my breath quickened. God, but
it felt good.
An alarm-clock started beeping and I opened my eyes to
an unfamiliar ceiling. What the…I wasn’t in my room. I
looked to both sides and realized I was in the room of
Jerry and Tessa, my oldest sister.
I looked at the head I was holding down on my cock and
wondered who she was. I let her up for air and she
gasped, "Mmmm, love the taste of your dick, Jer."
My sister. Sucking my cock. "What the fuck is going
on," I wanted to ask, but I also wanted her to suck me
some more. Or better yet bend over so I could conquer
her tight ass. Her pussy. Her body. I knew my oldest
sister was sexy (both my sisters were), but I’d never
before dreamt of doing anything sexual with her (with
them). And though I knew I should feel bad having had
my dick in her mouth, I didn’t. I wanted it there. Her
tongue and lips and throat and saliva made my dick feel
good.
She took my dick (which seemed much bigger than it had
before I’d gone to bed as I’d jerked off to mental
images of Anne) and began slapping its head against her
cheeks and lips, "I’m going to make you cum all over
me, Jer."
Why was my sister calling me Jer? That’s her husband’s
name, not mine. I sat up and she went back to sucking
my cock, gobbling it, cupping my balls with her hands,
playing with them. I felt the tip of my dick touch the
back of her throat and my breathing quickened. Behind
her, above their dresser, was a mirror. Looking into it
I was shocked to see muscle-bound Jerry staring back. I
moved an arm; Jerry moved an arm. I smiled and mouthed
My dick’s in Tessa’s mouth; Jerry smiled and mouthed
the same.
"What the hell?" I said without thinking.
She stopped sucking and looked at me. "Something
wrong?"
What should I say? I knew I couldn’t tell her that I
wasn’t Jerry, because according to her and the mirror I
was. This is one fucked up dream, I thought. I said:
"No."
"You want I should ride you? Let you fuck my cunt? My
ass?"
I couldn’t believe my sister talked to Jerry like this.
But, of course she doesn’t. I reminded myself that this
was a dream, albeit a sick one. What the hell? "I want
to do you doggy."
She smiled, got off her knees, went over to Jerry’s
desk, and, placing her hands on its furnished wood,
bent over. "About time! My ass is yours to fuck. Get
that big boy in here," she said patting her hands on
her smooth ass-cheeks, spreading her legs invitingly.
"You got it Sis," I thought as I got off the bed and
approached her. I was actually shorter than my sister,
who is a tall, leggy brunette, but Jerry was her
height. I grabbed her hips and shoved Jerry’s saliva
drenched dick deep, all the way to its root.
"Ahhhh, God, Jerry! Keep fucking me like that and we’ll
wake Jay! Go deep and slow."
I didn’t want to go deep and slow. Even though a dream,
this felt realer than any dream I’d ever had. It felt
like I was actually pounding away at my sister’s ass.
And I liked it. A lot. No way am I going to take it
easy. I was still a virgin, a horny 15 year old, skinny
(too skinny in my family’s opinion) and awkward. But
now, in this dream, I was 25 year old Jerry and I had
his big 9-inch cock in my 22 year old sister’s ass and
it was tight and I couldn’t resist fucking her with all
the energy I could muster. I went deep and fast. I
fucked her hard as I could.
As if from another room I could hear Tessa moaning and
screaming with delight as I (as Jerry?) fucked her. I
felt the tightness of her asshole gripping my-Jerry’s
cock disappear slowly and then darkness. I was not
unconscious; my eyes were closed and when I opened them
I saw the ceiling of my own room and a poster of
Jessica Alba staring down at me. I was drenched in
sweat and I felt as though I should be panting from
exertion and through the wall that separated my room
from my sister’s I heard my sister:
"What the fuck, Jer! You can’t stop now! You finally
let me suck your cock and you finally decide to
actually fuck my ass and you suddenly pull out! You
can’t do this! It felt so good!"
Jerry’s voice, quiet but audible through the wall:
"Honey, you’re my wife. I don’t feel comfortable having
anal sex with you. You KNOW that."
"You felt comfortable a second ago. Holding my tits and
slamming your meat-wagon into me. What happened?"
"Ohmygod," I thought remembering the feel of her
breasts in my hands, my dick in her ass, her mouth
slurping my tool. They were Jerry’s, but I remember the
feeling. It was hard to accept but I knew in that
moment that somehow I had become my sister’s husband
for a time. Maybe that was why I hadn’t felt guilty
fucking her. No, that couldn’t be it because I still
felt no guilt. I felt good.
I no longer felt like a virgin. I wanted to go over
there and tell Jerry how stupid he was for not wanting
her. I wanted him to leave her room so I could get my
own dick out and resume pounding her ass. I wanted to
fuck her pussy. I wanted her.
It was no dream.
"I don’t know what came over me, Tessa. I shouldn’t
have done it. It won’t happen again. I’m sorry," Jerry
said.
My sister: "I WANT it to happen. I WANT my ass fucked,
Jerry. I WANT to ride you and have you cum all over me.
I WANT to drink it. I WANT—"
SMACK – Jerry had slapped her. "We’re married now.
Married people just don’t act like that. What would our
kids say?"
"We don’t have any kids!"
"We will."
The door slammed as one of them left the room. I got up
and opened my door. Tessa was in the hall naked and
sweaty. Beautiful. My dick (MY DICK this time) got hard
looking at her glistening body.
She turned toward me as though sensing my eyes on her.
"Get a good look, brother?" Her eyes darted to my
teepee. She had no expression as she stood there, chest
still heaving from both the argument and having been so
severely (but not as thoroughly as either of us would
have wanted) fucked just minutes ago.
"Your fucking woke me," I said. It was probably the
truth. I felt refreshed as though I had woken just now,
but I also felt worked. My dick felt comfortably used.
But it wasn’t, I knew.
She blushed. "Did it turn you on?" she teased, knowing.
"Do these turn you on, Jay?" She cupped her naturally
large (but not too large) breasts together and smirked.
"Find a girl. Get laid. God knows you need it if your
own sister turns you on."
"You don’t turn me on," I lied willing my hard dick to
stand down, "but hearing you get fucked does. I’m
fifteen, go figure that hearing a woman moan and scream
and begging to drink cum doesn’t turn me on."
"You’re a creep, Jay. Get ready for school. Mom and Dad
will be home soon and you better not be here when they
do. And I am not giving you a ride."
I smiled and said "sure, whatever." As I went back to
my room I knew she’d be giving me a ride soon, but not
the ride she meant.
***
At school during lunch, I kept trying to figure out how
I had become Jerry. I wanted to know if it could be
controlled. I thought of Ryan, the most popular boy. I
looked at him and I concentrated. I willed it to
happen. Nothing happened. Just as I was about to give
up I had the oddest sensation of staring at Jill
Andrews, a senior, who was standing across the
cafeteria. Jill was a knockout 18 year old and every
straight boy’s dream.
As far as anyone knew the only boyfriend she had
throughout her four years was Skip Towns who had
graduated the year before. It wasn’t odd that I saw
Jill Andrews because I was staring at her. What was so
odd was that even as I saw her across the room I saw
her right before me and I heard Ryan’s voice. "I was
wondering if you wanted to go to the game with me on
Friday," he said.
"I’m seeing someone," Jill replied.
Ryan looked like he was just going to give up (being
popular didn’t stop him from being proper and polite),
but I wanted him to say
"He’s off at college, Jill. Probably fucking someone as
we speak." These were my words, but Ryan’s voice.
Ryan looked astonished. So did Jill. She also looked
furious. "You want to go to the game?" she asked. At
his nod she said "Fine, we’ll go. Who knows maybe
you’ll get lucky, though I wouldn’t count on it. It’s
not a date, so keep that in mind."
"I didn’t mean—" Ryan began but she cut him off.
"You’re right. He is fucking someone else," she said,
the word ‘fucking’ sounding strange coming from her.
I wanted to say I’ll give you a proper fuck, bitch and
Ryan said "I’ll give you a—" No, I thought, "—a ride at
8," he finished, looking confused.
Students began to return to their classes and I
couldn’t wait till Friday’s game. I knew that somehow I
could body-jump into Ryan and that would give me the
opportunity to fuck Jill. Hell, I couldn’t wait till
tonight when I’d try becoming Jerry again and fuck my
sister.
I wanted to cum in and on her since I didn’t have the
chance this morning. I’d have to make sure I stayed
asleep during it though (no waking up!) since I didn’t
want the nausea that comes with what I was beginning to
think of as double-vision (really double-everything)
and so I decided I’d buy some ear-plugs or sleeping
pills on the way home.
Jill nodded and picked up her bag. I got my own bag and
headed to Ms. Kinds’ class. As I took my seat I
wondered if it’d be at all possible to become someone
who would be in a position to fuck Emma Kinds. She was
35 but still sexy and along with Anne Potter and Jill
and countless other girls and women I had fantasized
about screwing Emma often.
With this newfound power (I didn’t care where it came
from) I realized I could temporarily become whoever I
wanted. With concentration. Maybe in time I wouldn’t
even need to sleep, maybe I could put myself in some
sort of trance as I body-jumped. I thought it’d be
ironic to put my-someone’s dick in Emma’s pussy or
mouth or ass or between her voluptuous tits seeing as
she was our sex-ed teacher.
I’d have to work on it.
***
I heard Claire, my other sister, arrive home and wished
it was Tessa and Jerry. Or just Jerry since I knew from
reading Claire’s diary that she’d be willing to do
anything to please Tessa’s husband. I wouldn’t mind
having Claire’s mouth wrapped around my cock, but knew
she’d never actually blow me. That’s why I needed
Jerry.
I went to sleep taking two sleeping pills. Finally,
around 2am Tessa and Jerry arrived.
"Honey, talk to me," Jerry begged.
"No. Not after what you did this morning."
"I said I was sorry. I didn’t know what I was doing."
"You knew," she said. "You dick was a diving board
pumping eagerly at my ass. You enjoyed having my lips
wrapped around it. You practically face-fucked me
before shoving it in my ass and now you apologize."
Even though I was asleep I knew when they arrived
because I kept thinking to myself: Become Jerry, become
Jerry. As soon as they get home, BECOME Jerry, and I
found myself staring at Tessa through his eyes. I
didn’t come FORWARD, letting Jerry do the talking while
I thought how to proceed.
"I was someone else this morning, Tessa. You knew when
you married me that I wasn’t sexually adventurous. You
said it was ok, that you’d use your," he paused,
obviously uncomfortable, "toys."
"It wouldn’t have mattered if you hadn’t gotten so into
it this morning. I would have stopped and used a toy
instead. But a toy can’t replace the real thing and you
gave me the real thing this morning."
"I wasn’t myself."
"Well I wish whoever you were was here now," she said
and I-Jerry almost smiled. "You’re sleeping down here
on the couch. Unless you want to get that dick out and
finished what we started this morning."
She shook her head and started heading up the stairs. I
came forward and said, "OK."
My sister stopped. Without turning around: "What?"
"I’ll fuck you this once. I’ll let you suck me and
drink my sperm. I’ll pump your ass, your cunt, your
mouth, your tits. I’ll do whatever you want, Honey." It
felt weird calling Tessa ‘Honey’, but I was Jerry now
and Jerry called her that all the time. Gotta stay in
character, I thought.
"That isn’t funny."
"I’m not kidding. It won’t be a common thing, but I’ll
fuck you any way you want just this once."
She looked into my-Jerry’s eyes, searching for a trace
of dishonesty. "I believe you," she said. "Let’s check
on Jay, make sure he’s asleep."
She went upstairs and I followed in Jerry’s body. She
opened the door to my bedroom and looked in. "Asleep,"
she said.
I looked in and saw myself. It was disorienting. "Got a
boner," I said to no one.
She heard me. "I wonder what girl he’s banging in his
dream."
"No one, yet," I thought. "Soon though I’ll be fucking
you, Sis." Before going to sleep I had wrote a note and
taped it to the wall next to my door. As Jerry I picked
it up and read: SIS. I TOOK SLEEPING PILLS SO IF YOU
AND JERRY WANT TO FUCK IT WON’T WAKE ME. BE AS NOISY AS
YOU WANT. – JAY "Considerate of your brother, Tessa.
You like it rough, right. Well, then I’ll fuck you as
rough as you want."
I could easily tell that my sister thought Jerry was
acting strange but as I unzipped her husband’s pants
and pulled out his dick – rock-hard with my
anticipation – she smiled greedily and took it in hand,
stroking it.
"I’m going to fuck YOU, husband. Hard. Fast.
Ferociously. Think of it as punishment, if you don’t
enjoy it. Or as a promise of what our love-life could
be like every night if you do."
Entering their bedroom I had to control myself from
throwing my sister onto the bed and taking her there
and then. I would be patient.
I undressed. She undressed. Once naked we looked at
each other and I pointed to my dick (it was becoming
more and more difficult to think of it as Jerry’s
seeing as anything that happened to his body I felt. "I
enjoyed the blowjob this morning, Tessa. Maybe you
could start by giving me another."
She looked surprised but eager. "I thought you didn’t
like my sucking your cock," she said getting on her
knees as I sat on the edge of the bed.
"I don’t like the idea of it per say, but I can’t deny
it feels good!"
Her mouth lowered to the offered dick and I felt her
slobber and I told her that I wanted to face-fuck her.
She nodded with the dick still in her mouth and I
happily placed Jerry’s hands on the back of her head
and began thrusting into her mouth, hammering her
throat with his ‘meat-wagon,’ as she’d called it.
Removing one hand, I placed the other on her right
breast squeezing it, kneading it with her husband’s
powerful fingers.
I felt her tongue sliding up and down my shaft as I
fucked her throat. Holding her down as I came, I made
certain that she swallowed her husband’s cum. Then,
letting her up for air I said: "Now let me do you doggy
again, bitch."
My sister was breathing hard after the face-fucking I
just gave her and she panted out: "You never talk dirty
to me, Jer. You OK?"
"Never better," I replied as I pulled her onto the bed
and took hold of her ankles. I lifted them up, placing
them on Jerry’s shoulders and then I aimed my new cock
into her ass, savoring the tightness I remembered from
the morning.
I fucked her in this fashion for about twenty minutes
(Jerry’s stamina – or the stamina I had while in his
body – was more than I was accustomed to and my dick
felt painfully wonderful as I hammered away at my
sister’s tight ass).
Finally, I pulled out all the way before shoving myself
back into her, but this time I entered her pussy. It
too, was tight. In my wildest dreams I never actually
thought I’d be this lucky. Not when I was still only 15
years old.
Exhausted, we stopped and I told her to suck my dick
some more. She did. I noticed that she was getting
sleepy after her good orgasm and after cumming on her
face I let her sleep.
I willed myself to reenter my own body, but I couldn’t.
"Guess I have to wait until I’m no longer asleep.
Though, I could probably go and wake myself up." I got
Jerry dressed and left the room, heading towards my
own. As I got to my door though I heard the TV from
downstairs and thought Claire. I was still Jerry and
Claire would willingly fuck him and I thought What the
hell, Jay, give it a shot. I went downstairs.
Claire is shorter than Jerry, but not by much. She is a
blonde and has a beautiful model-like body. She was
wearing only a bathrobe and her hair was wet from a
shower. My new dick grew hard just looking at her.
"Hey Claire," I said.
"Jerry. Want to watch a movie with me."
"Sure." I sat down next to her, closer than Jerry ever
would have. She smiled at me shyly and I knew that
tonight would not be the night. Soon we would though.
Yes, soon.
I took Jerry’s body back to where Tessa lay sleeping. I
was tempted to mount her and have her again, but
decided instead to let her sleep. Then I lay next to
her and fell asleep myself.
When I woke I was once again Jay. And I could here
Tessa and Jerry arguing about their intense fuck
session of the night before.
I smiled and thought of my other sister who would soon
be my other conquest.
END CHAPTER ONE
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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