Loss of Control By Tobyredone

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Loss of Control - Chapter 1

Author - Tobyredone

It all started on a Friday night while I was sitting on the couch next to my boyfriend Tyler having some fun and playing drinking games with our friends while watching movies. My name is Erika, I’m twenty one, and I’ve been dating Tyler for the last four months. Jake and Stacey are sitting across from us. Jake is Tyler’s friend, and Stacey has been dating him for about the same amount of time I’ve been dating Tyler, which is nice because it lets me get some girl talk in with her that I normally can’t get in with Tyler and his friends. The last person is Adrian. He’s been Tyler’s friend for years. He can be a little bit out there, but he always makes me laugh, even though he has a weird sense of humor.

We were watching some dumb movie about a magician or a wizard or something, and laughing at it as we drank when the boys got on the topic of sex, as usual. I was half paying attention to the movie, and half paying attention to them talking when suddenly Tyler was asking me a question. I didn’t hear it the first time, so I gave him a look and said, “what?”

“Do you think magic is possible?” Tyler asked.

“Nope.” I replied quickly and took a sip from my cup.

“I don’t believe it either.” Tyler told Adrian.

“I’m telling you, I could do it.” Adrian replied.

“Do what?” I asked, oblivious to their previous conversation.

“Use magic on you, and make you have sex with Tyler, or pretty much anyone else I wanted.” He replied to me.

I laughed. Hard. I told you Adrian has a weird sense of humor. When I stopped I noticed he had a strange look on his face, almost as if I had hurt his feelings.

“You’re not serious, are you Adrian?” I asked him.

“I bet I could.” He replied.

“No way man, it can’t happen.” Tyler said as he almost started laughing again.

Normally I’d just let this go, but I thought it would be a good opportunity to have some fun at Adrian’s expense. It’s kind of what we do when we get together. Nothing too serious, but still we like to tease each other.

“I bet you can’t. What are the terms?” I said bravely.

“You’re not serious.” Tyler said to me.

I nudged him in the side with my elbow lightly and winked.

“Um… If I can, I get to control you all weekend. From tonight until Sunday night, and I will get to do whatever I want. Tyler has to okay it too.” Adrian said.

“Yeah, sure. I’m ok with this if Erika is.” Tyler said with a smile.

“And if you can’t control me, you have to do whatever I tell you to do all weekend. Wash my car, get me drinks, do my laundry, whatever I want. You’ll have to be my servant.” I said with a smile.

“Ok. I’ll get my book.” Adrian replied.

He stood up and walked out of the living room. I looked at Stacey and giggled, and she responded by covering her mouth as she also let out a giggle. Then suddenly Adrian was back. I put a serious face back on… well, as serious as I could given the circumstances.

He sat down in the easy chair in the corner and opened what looked to be an old raggedy book on his lap. He looked over at me and said, “You have to say out loud that you will let me control you.”

“I already did that.” I replied with a smile.

“No, I mean for the spell to work, you have to specifically state that you will let me control you.” He said.

I rolled my eyes to the ceiling and said, “Fine, whatever. Adrian, I will allow you to control my body whenever you are ready with your spell.”

“Cool thanks,” He said with a gleam of excitement in his eye, and then looked down at his book. He began reading strange sounding words that I couldn’t understand. I looked over at Stacey and winked at her. She again covered her mouth to hide a smile. Adrian continued reading out of his old book, and I took another sip of my drink. I didn’t realize that magic took so long. Adrian’s reading was getting faster, and just a small amount louder, and made me think that perhaps he was getting to the end.

Suddenly the strangest thing happened. I felt a loud boom… Like a sound shockwave, but there was no loud noise. I knew there should be a loud noise. The shockwave felt like it was loud enough to knock pictures off the wall. Then I could have sworn I saw some glimmering in the air between Adrian’s body and mine.

I tried to turn my head to the right so that I could look at Tyler and see what he thought, but I couldn’t. My body wouldn’t respond.

I was suddenly very worried. Was this actually working? Would Adrian actually be able to control me? I blinked a few times and looked down at my hands.

“Oh no way!” I said, only I didn’t mean to say it.

“What?” Tyler asked from next to me.

I looked up at him, and felt my face smile.

“It worked.” I told him.

“What worked? The spell? Adrian hasn’t told you to do anything yet.” He replied, and then looked over at the chair, “Oh man. Looks like Adrian passed out. Prolly from the beer.”

“Oh, he didn’t pass out from the beer. The spell just didn’t work like I thought it would, but it did work.” I told my boyfriend.

“What do you mean?” Tyler asked me.

“It’s me, Adrian. I’m inside Erika. I thought the spell would allow me to control her, and it does, but it lets me control her by possessing her, not by commanding her verbally like I thought it would.” I told him.

Suddenly I realized what had happened. Adrian was actually inside me. He could do whatever he wanted with me. I was suddenly very, very scared. I wanted to call out to Tyler for help, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t do anything anymore; Adrian was overriding my control over my own body.

“Adrian? It’s you in there?” Tyler asked as he squinted at me.

I wanted to tell him, yes genius, your best friend is now possessing your girlfriend, but what came out was, “Yup, it’s me in here, and I have all weekend to play.”

Suddenly I stood up in front of the couch and handed Tyler my drink. I started walking out of the living room and down the hallway. I heard Tyler call out, “Where are you going?” behind me. I replied, “I’m going to the bathroom. I want to see my new goodies.” I replied.

I went in, closed and locked the bathroom door behind myself, and then turned to look at the mirror. I was hoping to see a terrified expression, as I was very frightened about the fact that a boy had complete control over my body, but what I saw was a cute little smile looking back at me.

I saw my pretty blue eyes staring back at me, but they had a sparkle I had never seen before, almost letting me know that another soul was behind them. I reached up with one of my small hands and ran it through my long strawberry blonde hair and leaned in closer to the mirror. I puckered my full pink lips and made a kissing face at my reflection.

“This is so bad ass.” I said to myself, and then suddenly looked down and grabbed my breasts as I said, “I have got to see my tits.”

Suddenly I was lifting my form fitting tee shirt off my small frame and over my head. I pulled my arms out of the holes and looked up to see my reflection smiling and looking at my own bra covered breasts. My hands went behind my back, and started to struggle with the clasps on my back. I could feel my normally nimble fingers struggling clumsily until finally the clasp popped free, and my bra swung forward loosely covering my fleshy mounds. I shrugged my shoulders, and down the bra went. I didn’t even try and catch it; I just let it fall to the floor wordlessly as I stared at my own breasts stupidly.

I reached up and traced circles around my areolas. I was always slightly embarrassed about my breasts. They weren’t huge, but they weren’t small either. They were a “C” cup after all, but I had rather large areolas, and my nipples always stuck out like hard rubbery erasers when I was horny or cold. I tried with all my might to stop myself, but nothing I tried to do mattered. It was like pushing on the side of a concrete building. I was not going to move it by myself.

Suddenly my hands went to the small clasp of my belt. NOOOOO! I thought, but could do nothing as they deftly undid the belt, and the buttons on the fly of my jeans below that. Suddenly I was shifting my hips back and forth as I pulled my jeans down my slightly tanned thighs.

I once again fought against myself for control of my own body, but I couldn’t even get my little pinky finger to move, let alone stop myself from dropping my pants to the floor. My legs carefully stepped out of the leg holes, and then I looked back at myself in the mirror wearing nothing but a very tiny pair of panties.

I licked my lips and wiggled my eyebrows as I found myself staring at my own crotch and the mound that pushed out against the panties I was wearing. I did not want Adrian seeing me naked! I had to do something, no matter how difficult it was. I put all of my mental effort into regaining some control back as my hands went for the sides of my panties and I hooked my thumbs under the waistband.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

“Hey, you okay in there?” Tyler’s voice asked.

“Oh, I’m better than ok!” My sweet voice replied rather too perky for my tastes.

“Jake and Stacie just left. She ran out the door, claiming that she wanted to go home right away after Jake grabbed the book and started to make all sorts of weird noises at her.” Tyler said.

“He did what with the book?” I asked as I grabbed at the doorknob, unlocked it, and pulled it wide open.

“Woah. Having some fun in there?” Tyler asked me as he looked up and down my mostly naked body.

“Where’s the book?” I asked in a worried tone and started to walk back out to the living room in nothing buy my panties.

“Relax, Jake dropped it back on… ah… your lap when Stacie started freaking out. He was just teasing her, and making noises, but she didn’t see it that way. She told him that he needed to take her home right away, so they left.” Tyler said.

I walked over to Adrian’s unconscious body and picked the book up as I gently straightened the pages and closed the cover, and carefully set it down again, this time on the coffee table next to the chair. I stood there staring at Adrian’s body for a few moments until Tyler said from behind me, “So that must look pretty weird.”

“Hell yes it does.” I replied. I wanted to say HEY! IDIOTS! I’m standing in just a tiny pair of panties here! How about we cover up the twins? But nothing I did would make my mouth move at all.

“At first I thought you two had this worked out ahead of time, and that it was a joke, but when you came out of the bathroom almost naked and worried about the book, I think it just clicked that it’s really you in there.” Tyler said.

I felt my face suddenly start smiling and I giggled before saying, “Hey, check this out!” I then climbed onto Adrian’s unconscious body and started grinding against it, and rubbing my chest around on his body lewdly, then said, “I suppose technically I’m masturbating! HA!”

Ew. Leave it to boys to make a joke about all this. And my asshole boyfriend is just standing there. I thought to myself as my face turned and looked at Tyler, who started to laugh.

Suddenly I stood up, and cocked a hip to one side. It was like when I was back in fifth grade and thought I knew how to be sexy. Then I said in a cute little voice, “So what do you want to do now, boyfriend.”

Tyler got a stupid grin on his face like he usually does when I suggest sex, but this time it was different because I wasn’t suggesting sex! His asshole best friend that hijacked my body was. I walked by him, and I could feel myself shaking my ass and swaying my hips like an idiot. Adrian was going to regret this once I got him out of my body!

I sauntered into Tyler’s room and plopped down on the bed as I watched him walk in after me. I reached out and patted the side of the bed and he came and sat down. I looked over at him and said, “I told you I could make her have sex with you. You owe me, so I better have the best sex ever. I want to see what this feels like.”

Tyler just nodded. I wanted to scream at him You bastard! It’s not even me! How can you do this! Sometimes men only think with their little head. And I had one inside me thinking with his little head!

“I don’t want to see your ugly face smiling at me, though. I think we should do it doggy style.” I told him plainly. Men were such pigs.

With that I crawled onto his bed, and wiggled my little ass at Tyler as he stood there looking at me. He didn’t need a second invitation, and he started pulling his pants down instantly.

The next thing I felt I was pulling my panties down around my knees. I quite unceremoniously yanked my left leg out of the leg hole, but left the tiny piece of fabric dangling on my right leg. I then got into position on my hands and knees with my ass right up to the edge of the bed so that my pussy was right at penis height for Tyler who was standing at the edge of the bed. Tyler didn’t waste any time, and I felt the head of his familiar dick press up to my pussy lips. I wanted to get away, but instead my traitorous body just stayed there waiting to be plugged full by my boyfriend’s dick.

I looked back over my shoulder at Tyler and said, “C’mon stud, make a woman out of me,” and then started to giggle uncontrollably.

Suddenly Tyler pressed the head of his dick into my pussy. I let out a low moan, and arched my back. Tyler took his time with his first few pumps, making sure my natural lubricant was well spread on his dick before finally pressing all the way into me.

“Oh fucking shit balls! This feels so fucking good man! If this is what chicks feel all the time, it’s a wonder they say no to sex at all!” I said suddenly.

Yeah, because if I get pregnant, it’s not you that’s going to stay in my body and deal with the aches and pains and raise a kid, you ass. I thought to myself.

Then Tyler’s dick pulled out and pistoned back into me, and I suddenly stopped thinking about what a dick Adrian was and how good it actually did feel to have Tyler’s dick in me.

It was strange to have my pussy clenching Tyler’s dick inside me, but completely out of my control. I felt my face contort as Tyler continued to fuck me, and I kept letting out low moans and swearing, “Oh fuck me. Fuck my cunt. Ram it in me, fuck yes!”

I usually try not to swear, but apparently the new me didn’t have a problem with it. I started to push back against Tyler’s thrust and suddenly I felt the familiar twinge of an orgasm starting in my lower back. It hit me suddenly as Tyler gave me another thrust, and as I felt the miniature explosion ripple through my body I let out a high pitched, “OOOOOH FUUUUUUUCK YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS!”

My head dropped to the bed, and I started panting to catch my breath as Tyler continued to slam in and out of my pussy. He was holding my ass up, as I had gone limp through the orgasm. That wasn’t stopping my boyfriend, though. As he continued I felt my body perk back up and start to get back into the rhythm of the fucking.

I suddenly turned my head back and said to Tyler, “fuck me hard man, really slam it in me.”

Did I really just say that? I asked mentally. Adrian is so dead when he gets out of me. I’m going to grind him into paste. Suddenly my plans of revenge were put on hold as I felt Tyler pull all the way out of me and roughly slam the entire length of his dick back into me at full speed.

I hated the slapping sounds of our bodies coming together. I hated drops of sweat that were pouring down all over me. I hated the vulgar words that continued to stream from my mouth. I hated the complete lack of control I had in this whole situation. But most of all, I hated that fact that this rough sex that I was getting at someone else’s request was some of the best sex I’d ever had in my life.

Suddenly Tyler rammed his cock into me as deeply as he could and I felt his dick leaping around inside of me with enthusiasm. I felt warm jolts of jizz erupting out of his dick inside me, and coating the inside of my belly. It released another wave of pleasure inside of me, and I felt the second orgasm of this round of sex shaking its way through me. Again I let out a high pitched squeal, “IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” as the waves of pleasure rolled over my sex-addled brain.

Tyler extracted his dick from my pussy with a loud “Slurp!” and I collapsed forward on the bed. Instead of getting up and heading to the bathroom to expel the combination of our love juices, I just crawled forward and into bed. I could feel the cum leaking out of me. I pulled the covers over my half limp form, and grabbed a pillow. You’re not even going to pull up my panties you asshat? I thought to myself as I hoped the man in control of my body would at least do me that courtesy.

My body’s breathing slowed as Tyler also climbed into bed and grabbed a pillow, laying down on his side of the bed. Soon, I was left with nothing but the feeling of more cum leaking out of my slit and down my thighs and ass and the sound of Tyler’s soft snoring. It was an odd combination to fall asleep too.

Suddenly the light through the window woke me up unceremoniously. I sat up slowly as I remembered the night before. I brought a hand to my forehead and groaned.

Suddenly my eyes shot open as I realized I was the one that actually wanted to do that! I was again in control of my own body! I climbed out of bed over the top of Tyler and went to the mirror on the far side of the room. I looked at my reflection for almost a minute searching for any trace of Adrian.

“So how was your first time as a chick?” I heard Tyler ask from the bed.

“You asshole! I was awake the whole time! I had to watch and feel everything that he was making me do!” I cursed at Tyler.

“Whoa, Erika?” He asked, surprised.

“Who else?” I replied.

“Where is Adrian?” He asked stupidly.

“I don’t know and I don’t care. I just know that I’m pissed at you. You didn’t even try and stop him! You fucked him in my body!” I pointed at him with my finger as I let out some of my pent up frustration.

“Stop right there! You said you gave him permission to do whatever. I made sure you were ok with all of this before it happened. You can’t blame me now!” He replied as he sat up in bed and looked at me.

“That was when I didn’t think any of this crap was real!” I said to him, and then reached down to grab at the panties that were still dangling around my right leg. I pulled them up my right leg to my knee and then opened up the other leg hole and stepped into them. I tugged them up into place, covering myself as best I could.

I then grabbed a tee shirt that I spotted lying on the floor and pulled it over my head. I then stormed out of Tyler’s bedroom and into the living room. I looked over at Adrian’s body, which was still sitting in the chair with its eyes closed. I walked over to it, and punched it right in the center of the chest. He didn’t move. I then slapped him hard across the face and yelled out, “Wake up you fucker!”

Suddenly I felt a dizziness pass over me. I stumbled backwards as I blinked a few times. I held up my hands and looked down at myself. Tyler came in from the bedroom wearing a pair of wind pants.

“Whoa. Do you have any idea how fucked up it is to wake up when you’re already standing?” I asked Tyler, only it once again wasn’t me doing the talking.

“Ah, Adrian?” Tyler asked me.

“Who else would it be?” I asked him back. Great. He’s still inside of me.

“Well, Erika was just cursing me out, and then walked out here. I didn’t know, really.” He replied to me.

“I was still asleep. She must have woken up before me and been able to control herself.” I said.

“It’s worse than that, man. She remembers everything you did. Everything we did.” Tyler said.

I shrugged at him and said, “So?” So? So? What the fuck do you mean so? I’m going to kill him when I get him out of me. I thought.

“If we do anything else with her, she’ll remember that too.” Tyler said to me.

“Well, that just means we’ll have to have some real fun today.” I said with a smile and pulled my shirt off over my head, once again exposing my breasts.

“Real fun?” Tyler asked in a questioning tone.

I just felt my face make a smiling expression and I winked at him as I walked to the bathroom again.

I left the bathroom door open as I dropped my panties to the floor. I turned and squatted over the toilet and felt my head turn as I looked at Tyler staring at me from the doorway. “What man? I gotta piss?” I said. Classy, I thought as I inwardly cringed at my body’s crude reaction.

“Uh, yeah, sorry.” Tyler said, and then asked, “What did you mean by fun stuff?”

“I’ll tell you when I’m done with my shower.” I replied as I finished going to the bathroom, and reached down for some toilet paper, then said, “It feels weird to need to wipe after talking a leak.”

Tyler didn’t say anything, just watched me spread my legs and grimace as I wiped my crotch. I flushed the toilet and quickly jumped into the shower. The warm water felt so

nice against my skin that I momentarily forgot about the fact that someone else was controlling me.

That is until I started to grope my own breasts and giggle. The entire shower was just an excuse for me to play with my body. I tweaked my own nipples, I felt myself up and down, Even as I was washing my hair, I was constantly running fingers down to my vagina. The worst part was when I took Tyler’s razor and some shaving cream and shaved my pussy completely bald. I don’t understand men’s fantasies about bald pussies. I mean, my hair down there is neatly trimmed, and well taken care of. I put in far more time than Tyler ever does, but still every now and then the whole ‘Will you shave yourself bald’ thing comes up.

Well, I guess now I have a bald pussy.

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Loss of Control - Chapter 2

I stopped the shower and dried myself off, only instead of keeping the towel, I just dropped it on the floor and walked naked back to Tyler’s room where I had a small bag packed for the weekend. I lived in an apartment closer to campus with three other girls, so when I visited Tyler, I usually just brought a change of clothes for the weekend, or some cute undies if Tyler was being good and I thought I should give him a treat.

I knelt naked in front of the bag, and pulled out a pair of bikini brief panties, a bra, another pair of jeans, and a plain white girl’s tee shirt. Tyler walked in and saw me kneeling there holding all of my clothes in a pile.

“Nice,” He said, not completely unlike a caveman admiring his next meal.

Instead of replying to him as I would have liked to, mainly by jumping up and punching his face, I instead stood up and posed for him a few times. I once again tried to move my body so that I could maybe cover something, but my arms and legs ignored their real owner.

Then I suddenly started pulling on my panties. Finally. After that came my jeans. Adrian was struggling to get my tight jeans up over my wide hips, but with a few hops he finally managed. Of course Tyler stood there watching my boobs bounce as I squeezed myself into my jeans. Right then and there I made an oath to never let him see me dress ever again.

After that I picked up my bra and looked at it with a confused look. “How the fuck am I going to get this thing on?” I asked Tyler.

He just shrugged at me, and I put my arms through the arm holes and began attempting to hook the bra strap together behind my back. Even with my flexible arms and nimble fingers Adrian was struggling with my bra.

“Can you give me a hand here?” I asked Tyler as I spun my back to him.

“The bra has you beat, huh?” He chuckled as I felt his hands began to work with the bra behind my back.

“Yeah, I don’t know how chicks do this every day.” I replied to him.

Easy, be smarter than the bra you retards. Put it on backwards and inside out, clip it, then spin it around and flip it up. This is just another example of how stupid men are. I thought to myself as I pulled my tee shirt over my head.

“Ok, let’s grab my purse and do some shopping.” I said with a smile to Tyler.

Wait. What?

“Wait, what?” Tyler asked, mirroring my own thoughts.

“Think about it. Have you ever seen something in the store you wanted Erika to try on, but she thought it was too slutty? Well not today. Or have you ever been shopping with her for shoes all day long, where she wants your opinion, and then when you get to the bikinis or lingerie she makes you wait outside? Not today my friend! And we have to stop at a porn shop. I want to get a vibrator. I have to try one before I’m done here.” I told Tyler.

No. NO. NO! I thought louder and louder, trying to scream at myself and hoping it would make him stop.

“Sweet.” Tyler replied.

That was all my boyfriend said. That’s it. Sweet. Sweet? I’ll show him sweet when Adrian is out of my body. He’ll get FAR more then SWEET!

Well, Adrian grabbed my purse and Tyler got the car and before long I was walking through the mall, arm and arm with my boyfriend. If anyone who knew me saw me, they’d think I was just out for a morning stroll at the mall with my boyfriend. I even had a glowing smile on my face as we walked the hallways.

“What about this one?” Tyler asked as he pointed to a shop that had mannequins standing in the window wearing short skirts and tight vests.

“Eh, not short enough. I want something that will let my ass cheeks hang out.” I replied.

Oh my god. I just said that in PUBLIC. People think that was ME. I’m going to kill him. I’m going to kill him with a dull spoon as slowly as possible.

We continued down until we came to a lingerie shop. Suddenly I tugged on Tyler’s arm, and pulled him into the shop.

I normally save thongs for dress pants where I don’t want panty lines. Not Adrian. He seemed to love them. He grabbed about a dozen of them and headed for the changing room. I stood there as I watched him rip my pants off and try thong after thong. Occasionally Tyler would toss another pair over the door for me to try on. I would pull them on and then open the door. I would model them for him, turning this way and that, bending over, spreading my legs shoulder width apart. The boys were definitely having fun with me here.

Finally it was time to check out. I wanted to blush so badly at the register as the lady rang up all my purchases. The boys had picked out ten different pieces of lingerie for me, and not one of them was decent. Hell, one was even crotchless. The lady gave me a look out of the corner of my eye as she scanned that one, and in response Adrian made me smile and reply, “Tyler just loves to bang me from behind while I’m wearing those.” The sales lady didn’t even bat an eye about the fact that I had gotten all front clasp bras. That was the least odd thing that I had picked out in this store.

I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. But my body just kept standing there and smiling with one leg crooked to the side. Finally it came time to pay, and Adrian pulled my credit card out of my purse! He was ruining me, and he was going to make me pay for it myself! He handed it to the girl, who scanned it, and then handed me a piece of paper to sign. After I signed it she looked at it. It looked nothing like my signature, but she didn’t care.

“Thanks!” She said in a fake-happy high pitch tone, and with that Tyler and I started to walk out of the store. He had a big shit eating grin on his face that I wanted to wipe off with my fist, but I couldn’t. In fact, I had a grin on my face that was every bit as big.

Next we found a store full of tiny skirts and smaller shirts. Adrian once again wandered around the store with my body under his full control and picked every slutty piece of clothing he could find.

He then headed to the changing room with me, and didn’t come out until he had me in a pink silk thong that he had picked out in the previous store, a stretchy black micro skirt that barely covered my ass cheeks and a midriff baring white tank top over a pink push up bra that matched the thong. As I stood there in front of the mirrors I could plainly see the pink bra through the thin shirt. I was mortified. I looked like a complete slut.

“Hey look what I found!” Tyler said as he came around the corner holding a box.

I opened up the box and I could feel Adrian pulling my face into a grin as I mentally pleaded with him to stop.

“I even know her size because she drags me shoe shopping all the fricken time.” Tyler said in a mock-exhausted tone.

You said you liked to spend time with me, jerkface. I thought mentally, but it did no good.

I sat down on a small stool in the changing room with my legs spread wide as I yanked on the knee high black leather boots with a four inch stiletto heel. I had some trouble standing back up, but this time Tyler rushed to my side. What a gentleman, helping his body-stolen hooker-look-a-like girlfriend to her feet. Men.

I turned this way and that, inspecting myself in the three mirrors that were opposite me on the wall. I grabbed my breasts and roughly shook them, then turned and stared at my backside. I shifted my weight back and forth on my legs a few times, apparently watching how it made my toned legs and ass move.

“I am one sexy bitch.” I said out loud.

“Hell yes you are.” Tyler replied to me.

Ugh. I said mentally in my head.

“Let’s go find another outfit, you can pick it this time,” I told my boyfriend.

He nodded and I followed him out of the changing area with all my bags in my hands. We paid for my latest purchases and headed out to find another store. Well, I should say I paid for my new purchases with another hit on my credit card. I no longer wanted to kill Adrian with a dull weapon. I now wanted to burn him alive, starting with his dick.

Adrian was having a small amount of difficulty walking in the large heels, and with his hard steps he was making my boobs jiggle so much I could actually feel people staring at me. I could also feel the micro skirt slowly working its way up as my legs scissored back and forth. I wanted to tug it down, but I knew any attempt I made to move my body was completely futile. I was stuck as a passenger, and Adrian was firmly behind the steering wheel, and to make matters worse, the tiny patch of smooth silk between my legs was starting to heat up my pussy.

We headed into another shop and true to male form, the outfit my charming boyfriend picked out for me to wear was a naughty school girl’s uniform. What is it with men and school girls? I could slap Britney Spears for putting that in her music videos and adding fuel to the fire. I mean, are all men secretly pedophiles? They not only want women to scoot around in demeaning high heels, but do it while dressed up as school girls with shaved pussies? Am I the only one that has a problem with this?

As I was busy thinking that all men were scum I found myself teetering on my heels on the way up to pay for the school girl uniform. As I got to the counter I saw the check out girl standing there in a black version of the uniform Adrian and Tyler were buying for me. She had piercings everywhere, at least three tattoos that I could see, and a bored look on her face. Her hair was jet black and pulled back in two pigtails, and she was wearing way too much black make up for my tastes.

“Nice choice. I like it better in black though.” The girl said to me. As if I would ever be caught dead in this uniform once I’m back to being just me. I thought in response. I couldn’t believe she didn’t mind just standing there in that uniform while boys looked at her like a piece of meat.

But of course, Adrian had a different response, and it came out my mouth, “Yeah, I’d totally get the black one, but my boyfriend likes this one better. And if I get this one, it will only be on for a few moments anyway. That’s a great nose piercing. Where did you get it?”

“Down at the Piercing Palace. It’s in the middle of the mall, past the food court, you can’t miss it.” She replied as she scanned my purchases and took my still smoking credit card from my outstretched hand.

“Will they do piercings anywhere on the body?” I asked her sweetly.

I went cold with terror on the inside. Piercing! NO!

After signing again for my purchases with the world’s sloppiest penmanship, I took my new bag containing my new school girl outfit and started walking out of the store. Adrian was quickly learning how to walk in heels, which meant he may be a touch smarter than I usually give him credit for.

I, or I should say Adrian, then noticed that Tyler was not by my side. I looked back to see him still gawking at the goth check out girl. Even with the slut girlfriend of his dreams, he is still busy checking out other girls. Men.

“Dude.” I said plainly and held out my hands.

That snapped him out of it, and he rushed to catch up with me.

We continued walking through the mall and Tyler asked, “Are you really going to get a piercing?”

“I don’t think so. I bet it would hurt. I still feel everything that happens to her, remember?” I replied. Oh thank you. Thank you thank you thank you. I couldn’t believe I was actually mentally sending out thanks to Adrian for not making me get a piercing.

“Damn. It’d be hot to get Erika’s nipples pierced.” Tyler said with a chuckle, and my body laughed in return.

Adrian dies by fire to the testicles. Tyler dies by being the first person chopped to death with a finger nail clipper. I thought to myself.

“What do you want to do now?” I asked Tyler sweetly. That made me worry.

“I dunno, you?” He replied.

“Sex. I’m way fucking horny after walking around in this stuff all day. I get to see everything, like the ultimate peeping tom, but I also get to feel everything too. This little silky thong is drenched.” I told my boyfriend loud enough that I think a few other people heard that last part. Yup, right in front of me an older couple turned to stare… I’m so embarrassed.

“Ok, let’s head for the car, and we’ll go back home.” Tyler said as he pulled the keys out of his pocket.

“I can’t wait that long. Let’s find an empty hallway.” I replied as calmly as if I were talking about the weather.

Tyler shrugged and pointed to a side hallway that was used as an emergency exit while I mentally attempted to stop my body. It was like pushing against a freight train, but I just had to try. I kept mentally trying to stop or slow my body down, but it didn’t seem to be having any effect as I continued my walk to the empty hallway. Adrian was swaying my hips and the outfit I was in was definitely having an effect on Tyler. I made quick glances left and right as we ducked into the hallway and walked back to a zig in the walls that gave us a very tiny amount of shelter from prying eyes. It was probably originally put in for vending machines, but due to the lack of foot traffic, they were taken out.

I turned and pushed Tyler into the small area and up against the wall as I dropped my shopping bags at my heeled feet. I traced one hand down the front of his shirt and grabbed his belt. I quickly undid it, and then dropped to my knees and looked up at his face.

I could feel Adrian making my face into a pout, and I slowly pulled down on the zipper of Tyler’s jeans, then said, “Can Mister Pecker come out and play? I haven’t seen him in so long.” I said in a voice that I would normally never use. I did not beg for cock. Cock begged for me.

Tyler’s dick was straining against his boxers, ready to be let out. Instead of undoing anymore of his clothes, I just reached in and pulled his dick out of his boxers and his fly and then got back up to my feet.

“You want some of this?” I asked as I slowly spun around in front of Tyler, my hands running up the sides of my body from my thighs to my waist, up over my breasts, past my neck, and through my hair. I then struck a naughty little pose in front of him.

“Hell yes.” Tyler replied breathlessly as he drank in my body with his eyes. From the look of utter lust in his eyes I actually thought for a second that I must look pretty damn good.

Then I was quickly snapped back into the reality of the situation. I was hot, but a slut hot. I reached down and simply tugged my skirt up around my waist. The stretchy material collected there like a thick belt. I looked down at the pink triangle of material covering my little pussy and used my thin graceful fingers to pull it down about six inches and let it sit there between my thighs.

“Let’s get you inside me then,” I said and turned around so that I was facing the opposite wall. I then bent over at my waist and took two unsteady and tiny steps backward until I felt the head of Tyler’s fully extended dick touch my inner thighs. I felt his hands grasp at my thin waist and help position my body as he lined his dick up with the sopping hole between my legs.

“Oooooooh,” I groaned as I felt the head of his prick spread my self-lubricated pussy lips apart. I felt the ridge on the head of his dick enter me, and despite the situation, I enjoyed it. I do enjoy sex, don’t get me wrong, just not like this. Tyler used a few pumps to get his shaft lubed up with my juices, and then he picked up the pace.

I was using my knees and pivoting my hips in time with Tyler’s thrusts up inside of me. I started to grasp at my own breasts as we continued to fuck in the side hallway of the mall. As the pace continued I would occasionally let out a small gasp or moan as Tyler filled my cunt with his sausage.

Adrian was moving my head around like a bobble head doll and it was starting to annoy me. My eyes would close so that he could concentrate on the feeling of Tyler fucking me, and when he wasn’t doing that he was looking back over my shoulder, or staring at my boobs, which was stupid because they were hanging on my chest. There was no reason to check them out, they would always be there.

I was worried someone would see or hear us. Adrian, using my voice, was starting to let out groans that were getting louder and he was leaning forward enough that my head and shoulders were out past the corner of our little secluded sexing area.

And then, just like I feared, I heard a voice from down the hallway.

“What’s going on down there? Oh my god is someone doing it down there?” I heard a strangely familiar voice.

I started to giggle, and pressed back harder against Tyler, which he mistakenly took as me wanting to be fucked harder, and really started railing into me. To my horror, instead of leaning up and back against Tyler, I let out an even louder and more impassioned moan, “OOOOOoooooooohhhhh yes.”

Of course. It’s not like Adrian was getting caught, I was. I could tell from the smile on my face that he was enjoying every moment of my public escapade. I wanted to run. I wanted to escape. I wanted to melt into the floor to hide. I wanted to at least get Tyler’s dick out of me and stand up straight before someone caught us.

But it was too late and about to get worse.

“Oh my god is that you Erika?” Asked a feminine voice.

I looked up and saw one of my roommates looking at me. I didn’t even stop riding Tyler’s cock. Adrian actually made me continue sliding up and down Tyler’s shaft for two more thrusts. I was right on the edge, and he wanted to make sure he got what he was trying for before he stopped. My pussy clenched as I felt tremors run through my body, up my back and out my legs, arms, and I could swear I even felt it through my hair.

My face flushed in the afterglow of an orgasm. A horribly unwanted but exceptionally great orgasm. I had never felt anything like it before.

“Oh my god it is you!” My roommate Becky said.

My mouth opened to say something just as Tyler let out a small “unfff,” and I felt him start to release inside of me.

“Ooooh… Hi… I’m sorta… ooooh he’s… I’m in the middle… he’s still filling me… oooh that’s good.” I said as Tyler’s dick finally stopped leaping around inside of me while coating my womb with his thick and sticky cum.

And then I slowly stood myself straight up and felt Tyler’s dick pull out of me with a quiet slurping sound. I looked up at the girls that had crashed my public sex session and smiled at them like I had just won the lottery.

“Now that I can concentrate, where were we? Oh yeah, hi! How’s it going ladies?” I asked them as Adrian pretended to be me in front of my friends.

“Not as well as you, apparently,” Becky said with a sly smile as she looked down at my glistening thighs and my silk thong, which Adrian still had not bothered to pull up.

“I just can’t get enough of Tyler’s dick, you know that,” I said in a far to chipper voice as I tilted my head and sounded like a complete bimbo.

“Oh, this must be Tyler. I’ve heard so much about you but never met you,” Becky said as she waved to Tyler, who was busy tucking himself back in and zipping up his fly. He held his hand out, but Becky shook her head no and made a grimace as she looked at his hands.

“It’s nice to meet you.” Tyler said sheepishly.

“Oh, and this is my friend Erin.” Becky said and motioned to the other girl that was openly gawking at me.

“Uh… hi. Sorry we interrupted you.” She said in an amused tone.

I wanted to rip the catty little grins off both of their faces and then use their mouthless bodies to beat Adrian and Tyler to death with, but unfortunately I could only simply watch, hear and feel what was happening to me.

“Oh, it’s not a problem, but if you’ll excuse us, we have to get going. There is an adult toy store that I want to hit up before it closes and it’s all the way on the far side of town.” I told my roommate and her friend.

I then pulled the tiny pink silk thong up my shiny thighs and over my cum leaking slit as the two girls and Tyler stood there watching me, then adjusted my barely decent skirt back down over my ass cheeks and pussy. It didn’t even come close to covering my shiny thighs. I smiled, waved and blew the girls a kiss as I started to walk off, shaking my hips unnecessarily as I went back down the hallway.

Tyler quickly caught up with me. I could hear the girls giggling and talking behind me as I continued my march away from them. I couldn’t believe that just happened. I wished it didn’t. This had to all be some horrible dream that I will wake up from soon. Some nightmare induced from too much vodka and bad frozen pepperoni pizza. Yeah, that’s it. I’m going to wake up soon and be cuddled up next to Tyler in his bed and I’ll be able to tell him about this absolutely crazy dream that I had.

“That was amazing, dude. Best sex I’ve had in a while.” Tyler told me… or did he tell Adrian?

“Yeah, it felt pretty good from my side too,” I replied to him… or at least my body did.

“Are we really going to the porn shop?” Tyler asked with hopeful curiosity.

“Oh yeah man. I want to see how big of a rubber cock I can shove up this little snatch while it’s mine.” I told him and then let out a small girly giggle afterwards as if that would make my comment more ladylike and less like an absolute slut.

“Only if I get to take pictures.” Tyler replied and made a motion with his hand like he was working a camera.

“Oh you know it.” I replied, then reached up and gave both of my nipples a hard painful pinch through my shirt and bra.

Ouch! Oh shit. I pinched myself and I’m not waking up. This isn’t a dream. I really have to stop this somehow, I thought as my body walked out of the mall carrying my new slut clothes on my way to buy a huge dildo after fucking my boyfriend in public. Ugh.