Steven was finding black latex very, very hard to put on, especially the skin tight kind. Kim's body was tiny and lean, but she must have gained a couple pounds since she wore this outfit last, because it felt like it was going to burst once Steven got it on. He might not have managed if Sasha, Kim's roommate, hadn't been there to eagerly help him into it.
"This is so uncomfortable," Steve whined in Kim's voice.
"Relax, you're not gonna be in it very long," Sasha said as she appraised how the latex accentuated Kim's curves. "And Frank will be getting it off you much faster than you got it on."
A shiver ran through Steve. The thought of Frank looking at his borrowed body in that lust filled feral way made Kim's body get hot. It was crazy what was happening to him! How the thought of Frank's eyes on him, and his hands... It was so recent that he'd been explaining how not gay he was to Frank, and now he was starved for the guy's attention. He tried to rationalize that it was because Sasha had promised to join in as well.
"I'm going to text him to come up," Steven said, unlocking Kim's phone with her thumbprint. He was already imagining the three of them intertwined in passionate love making for the next few hours.
It had been very fortunate for Sasha to be so into this. Steven wouldn't even be in Kim's body right now if it hadn't been for her. She'd been the one to push Kim to go to the possession party. Sasha had been to one before. She'd been worn back to her dorm room and awoke the next day to her body drenched in sweat and cum, plus a lovely thank you note from the person who'd worn her. As cute as her roommate Kim was, Sasha hoped something similar would happen to her.
Sasha had always been attracted to her roommate, but other than a brief bit of petting that Kim had allowed to happen once, nothing had come of it. If anything it had made it harder for Sasha, because Kim would make fun of Sasha for having an unrequited crush. But then opportunity struck. Sasha convinced Kim to go to the party, but had stayed home herself. Sure enough, she'd come back with another person inside her. A man. He hadn't taken much convincing to let her join in whatever sexual tryst was to happen. And it would all be consequence free, because the sticker didn't let the person being possessed have any memories of what transpired.
"I'm gonna hide in the closet," Sasha said excitedly. "Your fuckbuddy Frank is gonna love this."
Steven nodded Kim's head, only half listening. He was studying Kim's phone. It showed the message had been opened, but no typing bubble. No reply message that let him know Frank was on his way up. He couldn't stop thinking about Frank's strong hands on this soft, supple body. It scared him how right his hands felt on this soft skin. How every touch, every embrace, every kiss, it all only made him want more. It seemed he cared less about Frank being a guy the second he'd used that 24 hour sticker.
Still nothing on the screen. He didn't want to appear needy and pathetic, but after another ten seconds, he dialed Frank's number and listened to it ring. And ring. It sounded like the ring was echoing. And then Steven heard heavy footsteps thundering from outside the dorm room. Then the door burst open, and there was a very excited Frank.
Steven thought the look on his face was both hilarious, and sexy. He resembled a cartoon where the guy had seen the girl and his eyes were bugging out and his tongue was rolling down to the ground.
Steven bit Kim's lower lip and did a smooth gesture with her hands that ran her fingers down her chest and to her legs, all of which were covered in very tight black latex. "Sorry it took so long. You like?"
The only answer Steven received was Frank's hulking figure moving in front of him in a blink, lifting Kim's lithe frame up into his arms, and meshing their lips together.
Steven felt Frank's large hands running all over the tight latex. He was gripping him, and trying to touch everywhere all at once. He couldn't seem to get enough. The tightness of the suit made it even better.
"What now?" Steven gasped when Frank finally let him breathe.
"This outfit has that, um..." Frank began.
"...zipper in the crotch?" Steven finished. "It sure does."
Frank reached behind him and slammed the door, then carried his girlfriend's body to her small bed.
Steven couldn't help but squeal with excitement at the thought of Frank shoving his big tool inside Kim's dripping pussy. Over Frank's shoulder though, Steven saw the closet door open, and Sasha emerge. She held a finger up to her lips as a sign for Steve not to give away her presence. Frank's face obscured Steve's vision then as his mouth sought his girlfriend's lips. Steven kissed him back, right before getting unceremoniously dropped onto the bed. Behind them, Steven saw Sasha rifling through a dresser drawer and pull something out.
"Well, unzip that zipper down there so I can get to that wet pussy you naughty slut," Frank ordered.
Kim's eyes met Frank's, and Steven couldn't help but smile at how Frank's words made him feel. He was a naughty slut right now in this body. Frank's slut. He wasn't sure when Sasha would make her big reveal, but that was her decision. Steven's was to unzip this latex and let Frank go to town on this body.
Steven made a show of running his hands from the top down, using a latex covered hand to roam over Kim's boobs, stomach, and finally, down to a zipper right above the crotch. He used her thumb and forefinger to clasp it, then made like he was going to pull it down, but then froze. Steve heard Frank's breath catch. Saw his eyes drill onto the fingers that controlled that zipper. Oh the power this body had.
He moved the zipper. Just a fraction of an inch, but the sound seemed to echo in the room. Frank looked like he was going to lunge, but held his ground as Kim smiled innocently up at him.
"You want me so bad, don't ya daddy?" Kim's voice cooed.
"You've no fucking idea," Frank's deep voice growled back.
"Well," Steven said as he pulled the zipper steadily down the rest of the way to reveal a pretty pink slit. "You'd better take me then."
Two strong arms pinned Steven down a second later, and he felt something long and thick push into that tight pleasurable hole between his legs. It was a feeling of fullness. It seemed like this was always where Frank should be. No separation of any kind. Just Frank inside of Steven/Kim.
"Oh yes!" Kim's voice shouted. "So worth it!"
"I'll say," Sasha's voice suddenly chimed in.
Frank froze with his dick buried deep inside Kim's cunt, and his neck swiveled slowly to see the person who had spoken.
Sasha was standing almost next to him now, looking very pleased with herself. "Hey, Frank, giving your girlfriend that good D?"
Despite the awkwardness of the situation, Frank grinned. "Guess you could say that, Sasha. Why? You want a turn?"
Sasha flashed her teeth with a wide smile as she held up a sticker. "Well, since you offered."
Frank furrowed his brow as he watched Sasha's hand reach behind his back. "Wait, I didn't mean-"
Sasha's palm hit Frank's back, but where the sticker landed, her hand kept going, along with the rest of her body. A moment later, Sasha disappeared, and Frank's voice boomed, "Damn it feels good in here!" His eyes looked down at his crotch that was intimately connected with Kim's. "Feels real good in there too," he added.
Kim's mouth was open in shock, but Steven couldn't help but moan as he felt Frank's dick get even harder inside him. "Sasha! I thought we were going to have a three way! You weren't supposed to...ah! Possess Frank!"
Frank's mouth twisted into a sly grin, and his meaty hand came down to paw at Kim's boobs as he began to thrust again with his hips. "Relax Kimmy," Sasha chuckled. "It's only for 90 seconds, and then I'll make it up to him."
Steven wasn't quite sure what Sasha meant by that, but he found the experience with Sasha in control of Frank's body made everything different. Not better per se, but different. Whereas Frank loved to rush ahead in seeking pleasure from Kim's body, Sasha went at a slower pace. Much slower. The way she thrust with Frank's dick, slowly but forcibly, it was driving Steven crazy.
"C'mon," Steve heard himself pleading in Kim's high pitched voice. "Give it to me! Let my pussy have it!"
The grin widened on Frank's face. "Sasha. Call me Sasha right now. And if you want me to rail that pussy, you'll need to beg better than that Kimmy."
Steven nodded Kim's head fervently. "Yes Sasha. Please! Ram that big dick into me! I know you want this pussy so much! I'm sorry I've been such a bitch! I'm a bad roommate, but you can punish me now with that big swinging dick between your- OH FUCK!"
Sasha had given into Steven's demands, and started jackhammering Kim's sensitive cunt.
"Thank you! Thank you Sasha! Yeah, right there! You're hitting the spot! Keep going! Another minute of this and I'm gonna-"
But the thrusts suddenly stopped as Sasha was ejected from Frank's body.
It took few moments for Frank to get his bearings. He was still very hard. Still very much inside his girlfriend. But was more tired than he had been a moment ago. "Sasha!" he barked, as he felt something be pulled off of his back. He jerked his head around and saw the woman who'd possessed him 90 seconds ago. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Fucking your girlfriend, same as you," she said happily. "Felt pretty good too, but I still prefer my bits and pieces to yours." She held up the sticker again where Frank could see. "But maybe one more go would change my-"
"Don't you fucking dare!" Frank snapped, and made to pull out of Kim, but her hands seized him.
"No!" Steven whined. "Don't! I was so close. Stay in me! Keep fucking me!"
"Hear that?" Sasha giggled. "She's got it real bad for you, Frank. Or the person in there does. It's better this way, isn't it?"
"What are you talking about?" Frank demanded irritably.
"Frank, don't play dumb. I know you and Kim are in a rocky patch. Even though your girlfriend and I aren't best friends, we still talk."
Steven raised Kim's hips and flexed her pussy around Frank's dick. "Can we pretty please get back to fucking!"
Frank's eyes remained warily on Sasha. "How's that sticker even working outside of Topher's house right now?"
Sasha rolled her eyes and shook her head. "That's something I heard he was going to do this year, help keep things contained. But at last year's party, Topher had the stickers programmed to work anywhere."
"Well don't fucking use it on me!"
