We sit down at the table and dinner commences. The waitress comes to our table and as she takes your order, you are looking down but can feel my eyes on your breasts. So you indulge me by making the smallest, slowest, most subtle, almost unnoticeable movements...your shoulders twisting from side to side...it causes your breasts to sway back & forth like gentle waves on the open ocean...you can feel my eyes follow your breasts. As you finish your order, you look up at me to judge my reaction. You give me a wink to let me know that you did it just for me. Then you look up at the waitress to give her the menu & see her pulse pounding in her neck...her breaths are deep & shaky...and her skin is getting more rosy by the second. You delight in your newfound ability to make a stranger's desire spike so quickly, easily, and unintentionally...affirming your new superpower. Just like Jessica would, you act like you don't notice...not even a hint of your acknowledgment...playing it cool, calm, confident...not interested in anyone other than the object of your doting love that's across the table from you.
We finish dinner and make our way back to your house. You open the door for me & I walk inside. You close the door and by the time I turn around, you have already closed the gap between us. You gaze into my eyes for a moment, just long enough for me to feel your immense sexual strength. Then you cup both sides of my face with your hands and pull me in for a kiss. Again, cool, calm, & under control...but the effect on me is the exact opposite...I'm immediately subdued as you build my passion & make me lose my composure...my heart beats quickly...my skin warms...my breath is heavy...my body begins writhing...my desire building more & more untethered with each second. When you can feel that my desire has eclipsed every other thought in my head, unable to think at all from the overwhelming arousal...you pull back from the kiss and still cupping my face, once again gaze into my eyes for a moment. With a firmness that no level of my fortitude could go against, you softly say, "come...I'm going to take care of you." You take my hand and walk towards my bedroom.
In the bedroom, I can't get my clothes off fast enough & lay on my back in bed. You have barely taken your jewelry off & placed it on the dresser. You turn around & look at me...moving slowly, deliberately, & purposely...sliding off one heel...then the other.....then it's your dress...your bra...finally your panties. You climb on top of me. All this time your body has been warming up...your own desire building in the back of your mind...not your focus....but now it is on fire & ready to go. Your mind quickly refocuses to pleasuring me again. You slide me inside...you are insanely warm & wet...you feel so good that my body immediately and involuntarily reacts with a quiver and a long, low groan of pleasure & delight. Again the feelings of Jessica's sexual strength swell...making you want to flex your strength. You squeeze me inside of you to assert your strength...so firm...you hold it for a few moments. You can see from my reaction that your energy is dwarfing mine...the upper hand is completely yours. You lean forward, putting your hands on the bed. You start grinding me, exceptionally slowly and deliberately. Normally the movements would be too gentle for significant stimulation...but it feels so good that my eyes roll to the back of my head...my hands go to your hips as if just trying to hang on for dear life. You add a dozen small acts to stimulate me further...each one in turn...one at a time. You give me kisses that are an outpour of your passion into me....let your breasts drag over my chest...let out a sensual moan...each thing excites me more....each thing adding to your level of sexual dominance.
I can usually last a while but I can feel myself approaching the edge after just a few minutes...and I can't stop myself...I have no control over it. So I wrap my arms around you, pull you into me, and tightly press your body against mine so that you can't move and say "Jessica, slow down or you're going to make me cum." You only give me a few seconds to recover before sitting up. You take both of my hands and pin them to the bed above my shoulders, your hands on my wrists. One more time you lock eyes with me. You don't say a word but the message in your eyes is very clear...they say "you are going to cum for me right now and there is nothing you can do about it." You start riding me again...I feel a huge jump...it feels like the release can come at any moment. You quickly build up speed. My eyes roll to the back of my head and seal shut. You can see & feel me clenching to try to last another minute but it's no use...not even for 10 more seconds...you are overpowering me so effortlessly with the strength that Jessica's persona has given you...like your sexuality is on steroids...feeling a little drunk off of how immensely powerful you are. My climax is inevitable now...happening faster than I can comprehend...and I can feel that it's going to be an unusually strong one. Every muscle in my body tenses up....my head goes all the way back...my back arches...I let out a loud, long grunt of pleasure....as I cum, my body shakes semi-violently underneath yours...I have aftershock after aftershock...each one releasing more pleasure as I spasm...I am out of breath and barely able to utter a sound...the only thing I can do is mutter "holy fuck" over & over...I'm exhausted despite having done so little on the receiving end...and in disbelief what just happened.
Eventually I settle. You sit up with me still inside you & close your eyes. You think to yourself, "I want to be myself again." You feel your mind & spirit retake control of your own body while Jessica's sinks to the back of your mind...it doesn't intend on leaving but instead to always stay with you...to gently influence you to act as she would from now on. It takes a minute for your consciousness to process the events that just took place. As you do, feelings of joy & happiness fill your body...making you smile from ear to ear & even giggle...the type of uncontrollable giggle that only happens when a level of exceeding happiness can't be contained. You open your eyes, look down at me to see my post orgasm glow, and I say "that was insane." Hearing my praise magnifies your satisfaction. You lean forward, let your body press down on mine, and wrap your arms around me for the warmest hug. We both lay there, motionless, indulging in the feelings of euphoria as much as possible while they slowly dissipate. When they finally do, you aren't sad that the moment has passed. Instead, you again grin from ear to ear. I ask you, "what's that smile for?" You know that the next time it will be faster & easier to become Jessica Rabbit for me. But you simply say, "I can't wait to do that again for you."
