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The Orthen home was as full of life as always, even on the dreadfull
mornings. Maxine Orthen, the blond 9/10 daughter of her family with an
impressive bust got up and stretched her long legs. She tried to recall
what had happened yesterday but drew a blank. She checked the time. 7AM.
Time to get up and prepare for work.
Naked as the day she was born Maxine checked herself out in the mirror
with a small smirk as she gathered her nursing outfit. Fucking Carl had
vacation and she had to work all week. Though she dismissed her jealousy
quickly. Her weekend had passed by so quick as it always did and the
workweek had begun.
She got in the shower quickly finishing up and getting dressed into her
white and pink outfit with her hair wrapped into a tight knot per
regulations.
Her mother, Aren Orthen was already in the kitchen preparing pancakes.
She was a less well shaped version of Maxine firmly into MILF territory.
Her "blonde hair fell down to her shoulders and she wore an apron and
something black underneath it.. "Hi dear, did you sleep well?"
She walked over and hugged her daughter warmly. "Yeah mom it was fine.
Did i drink too much yesterday? I cant remember a thing."
"Yeah, you need to relax your drinking. Honestly youre a risk to yourself
if you keep it up Maxine. At least you were home, not out drunk driving."
"Yeah yeah i know." Maxine waved dismissively. "i was home so theres no
problem right?"
Aren glared as she returned to her cooking. "You have to see the damage
you do to yourself and your body. Take the lesson: drink less before you
slide off into alcoholism and then end up in a ditch next to a bottle of
jack."
"All right! All right! Im not going to be an alcoholic mom, i'm smarter
then that.
"Smart people do stupid things."
"Morning." Carl had joined the conversation. He was still in his pyjamas
since Mom mandated that hed join his family at breakfast even on days
where he didnt need to work
"Max"
"Carl." They shared a nod.
"Breakfast is served." Aren placed down a plate of fine pancakes.
Breakfast itself was quite pleasant as the three of them had some casual
conversation. By the end of it, Maxine checked her phone. "Time to go."
"love you mom!" "Love you too sweetie." Maxien kissed her mother and
fistbumped Carl.
"Ill be back around 5:30. Cheers!"
"Good luck at work."
The both of them waited for the car noises to fade away.
"You do a good job at being her."
"Thank you but thats a wierd way of saying it."
"V?"
Aren raised an eyebrow, slightly confused.
"V?"
"I dont know what youre talking about."
"Do you remember what happened yesterday?"
Her face clouded for a bit. "Eeeh...no, i dont think so. Thats funny
neither did Maxine."
Carl nodded. "Ah." Vincent must have left in the night. Wierd. "Well im
heading back to bed ill see you later." He pulled out his phone and
texted Vincent. "whered you go."
Aren checked her phone. "Right here, sucker," she texted back.
Carl turned around. "I shouldve seen that coming."
His mother approached him with a smile on her face. "See, im getting
setteled in perfectly you almost forgot i was here" Aren pulled her apron
off revealing her sexy latex dominatrix type outfit with her B cup
breasts sticking out freely as wel as a lack of material around her
crotch. "Outside of this. How naughty of me."
Carl looked at his mother with a slight smile. "You know Mom im going
back to bed, ill get up around 11 or so."
As Carl headed up the stairs to the right his mother followed him but
headed left to her own bedroom. Vincent smiled as he checked the naked
form of Aren out in front of the mirror. He had slept little last night
instead spending the night on the family computer, all he had to do was
delete the internet history in the morning.
Aren touched and groped her form, enjoying how it looked from there. He
was Aren now. Fulltime. And it was fantastic! She began to rub her
crotch, more and more as she let one finger slip inside her. Pressing
onward and inward through her labial lips with a big smile on her face.
She viewed it happen in the mirror as her hand caught wind of something
inside her. She tugged out an impressive throbbing erection with two
balls plopping out "welcome back old friend. Time to have some fun with
Grace today
She reached inside the cardboard box next to her bed pulling up a dark
black dildo that was quite deflated. She positioned it in front of her
erection and began to slowly secure it. It fit quite tightly as she
adjusted the straps down below. A final checkup later and Aren was about
ready for todays fun. For all intents and purposes Aren was just wearing
a strap-on dildo with a tiny near invisible hole up front. Vincents cock
was sticking out of Arens vagina coveted up with a layer of black latex
that made it looks like a sex toy of a shade larger then Vincents real
tool.
Aren pulled out vincents phone and put it on recording as the MILF in a
sexy black getup began to masturbate her strap-on. Every touch was easily
transfered onto the cock packed underneath.
She looked in the mirror enthralled with the spectacle of a MILF in a
very naughty getup masturbating her strap-on. "I am Aren. I am Aren" the
thought screamed in his mind repeatedly as she moaned loudly. It simply
was too much and Vincents cock underneath the latex disguise came,
shooting out a thin yet powerfull stream that splattered against the
mirror. Aren shouted in joy as she finished. She fell back on the bed
just trying to hto extend her fading orgasm by furiously masturbating her
strangely responsive strap-on leaking cum from the front.
"Nnnghh, nnnngh, yeah, yeah!" Her phone rang. Mentally, Vincent checked
which phone since he had two now. Aren's phone. Grace was calling. Aren
stopped masturbating immediately, straightening herself out and answering
the call. Aren's memories were going to be very helpful now. Grace was
Aren's long term lesbian friend. A younger redhead with a lot of
confidence and heart. A real knockout woman, Maxine-tier with great
breasts and flawless skin.
"Hi hi, Grace."
"Aren..." The voice on the other side of the call seemed quite dour,
unlike her usual self. " its happened again."
Vincent checked Arens memories for what this might mean, and it was akin
to Aren telling him the answer
Arens other hand was still wrapped around her "strap-on" as her voice
turned faux-sympathetic
"Ah what a shame. Another failed date?"
"Yeah. First date was great, and the second one a disaster. I really
thought...i..."
"Come on over Grace, let's talk about it in person over a cup of coffee."
"That would be lovely, i will be right over."
"Stay safe." Aren cut the connection and smiled. Teasingly she rubbed the
strap-on her cock bouncing to life now once again. Grace had been friends
with benefits with Aren in the past untill Aren pushed Grace away for her
own good to get her a long term stable relation with anyone else then
her. Aren herself was bisexual too but leaned far more towards men.
"Look at me now...Aren Orthen in her ultimate form. She played with her
blonde hair groping her B-cup breasts. "Let's first clean up Vincents cum
and then get dressed."
With a high speed Aren stripped off her clothing and cleaned up her own
cumstains. Notably, she left her strap-on in place which had now deflated
revealing its true form as a sexual organism. With a bit of focus she
retracted Vincents cock inside of her, leaving her with an empty latex
husk still strapped into place which wouldnt tip off Grace untill it was
too late and gave her more options for outfits. She slipped on Arens
panties
She let her hair loose because she knew that Grace liked it that way, she
did some very light make-up, just some eyeshadow and Mascara, maybe some
gloss on her lips. Aren decided to go for a simple tank top without a
bra, a pair of Aren's tight jeans, a white hoodie for warmth, and just
because she could not resist, Aren's pair of high heeled Fuck me boots.
Looking over her outfit it was simple but very sexy and something Aren
might wear if she wanted to dress up a bit for Grace which hadnt happened
in a long time.
"Good to go, ladykiller!" Aren flashed herself in the mirror before
heading downstairs and waiting for Grace to arrive.
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The doorbell rang. Aren perked up and smiled "showtime!"
When Aren opened the door, Grace was standing outside. Her long red hair
kept loose, very much framing her face, her big green eyes were both in a
expression of sadness and suprise. Aren could see she had just cried, but
her full lips was in a somewhat forced smile at the sight of Aren. She
was wearing a dark green midtigh length sweater dress, what seems like
dark brown tights or stockings, black high heeled knee length boots with
5 inch heels. she was also carrying in her arms a long black coat she
usually wears on dates. When she saw Aren the first thing she did was
give her a massive hug which was responded to in kind with a smile.
"Come in, come in. Let's get some coffee."
Grace smiled but it was a very thin smile. Aren let the real Arens take
over for a bit to make Grace and hers favourite coffee.
"Here you go." Grace sat down at the kitchen table. Aren joined her with
two cups of coffee. As she drank some of her own she balked due to it
being very very black like Aren liked if it was the real Aren not Vincent
taking over Aren.
While Grace talked, Aren was not really paying attention to what she
said, mostly just admiring Grace's body and how that sweater dress was
both modest and extremly attractive. Vincent knew this was part of
Grace's date outfits, this was one of the more modest alternatives but it
was tight enough that it showed all of Grace's best qualities.
She could feel Vincents cock inside of her vagina getting very stiff with
the thought of both fucking Grace and also wearing Grace while being
sucked off by Aren. She wondered if she could convince Carl to wear Aren
while she wore Grace, but first she needed to fuck Grace. While Grace was
talking, she started to gently rub Grace's tights with her own boots,
gently using the tip of the boots to rub Grace's tights getting even
closer to Grace's underwear.
Grace continued talking, she was so distracted she did not even feel it
until Aren got very close.
"Aren, are you footflirting with me, I thought you and I were done with
that kind of thing?" Grace blurted out eventually.
"I know, I said it but this, this is a special occasion. I can see you're
hurting, and I want to make you feel better. Sex usually made you feel a
lot better in the past," Aren said with her most sultry voice. Grace's
eyes went wide when Aren said it, she smiled a geninue smile for the
first time this morning. "What about Carl, isn't he here for his week
off?"
"Carl is sleeping, and if we stay downstairs he probably won't hear us.
Maxine is at work so if we are quiet enough, we can avoid waking him up."
Grace nodded and walked over and gave Aren a very passionate tounge kiss,
almost making them fall over in the chair. During the kiss, Grace took
off Aren's hoodie. When she broke up the kiss, she looked down and saw
that Aren was not wearing a bra, which made her smile. Aren stopped her
when she went down again for another kiss, and said, "This time I'm gonna
fuck you. I found this special sex toy. It is a very advanced strap-on,
it can get erect and ejaculate like a real penis."
Aren then very erotically took of her boots, starting with her right one,
slowly sliding the zipper down. She started to slide the boot off, until
her undressed toes was visible. Aren started on the left one, but Grace
while on the floor started to lick her left one, taking it off just as
slowly, until both of Aren's feet were visible. She gave Aren's feet a
bit of a massage before she started to slide the jeans off as well,
Smiling when she slide them off the crotch and saw the strap-on now fully
erect.
While this was going on Vincent was going his best to think unsexy
thoughts to avoid blowing his load early. It was hard when he had a very
sexy redhead taking off his clothes. When Grace had slid the jeans off
Aren's legs, she started to rub Aren's boobs. It seems Grace knew
excactly how to get Aren wet in the best way possible. When she had
rubbed Aren's chest for a bit, she slid off the tank top and started to
Lick Aren's nipple. Grace looked at the strap-on and started to gently
lick it just get some of the taste. Grace gave a smile and hiked her
sweater dress up to above her breasts to show them off. She was greatly
enjoying the attention she was getting from what she thought was her best
friend.
Grace then slid her tights down a bit so that Aren could see her
underwear which she removed above the tights and boots. When she had her
underwear in her hands, she handed it to Aren with a bow. "Here is my
underwear , mistress" Grace said with a smile. When Grace had given Aren
her underwear, she gently sat down on Aren's lap, making sure her to
slide herself on Aren's cock until it was fully inside her. She started
to bounce up and down in a slow fashion, until Vincent couldn't hold it
and orgasmed into Grace's hole with a subdued orgasm. Grace moaned out as
well, seemingly holding hers back until Aren had one as well. While Grace
was getting back up, Aren took from the counter what looked like a toy
gun and pointed it at Grace. When Aren fired it, Grace crumpled into
Aren's lap, just a empty skin for Vincent to enjoy wearing.
Aren put the costume gun back on the counter and stood up, Grace, was
still inside of Aren, but she gently pulled her out of her somewhat erect
strap-on. Aren then slid the Strap-on off and with a evil grin and made
the deflated Grace give her a blow job to clean up the mess on the strap-
on. After that was finished Aren then took hold of both her lips and
pulled. Vincent's face became visible after a while, and he continued to
slide Aren's skin down his body until he was standing in Aren's kitchen,
naked. Vincent then took hold of Grace's jaw and pulled as well, giving
him a opening for him to step into. While he slid Grace over himself, he
delighted in the feeling of bringing Grace back to life, this time worn
by himself. When he was finished, he started to check Grace's memories of
what actually happened on the date. It seemed that because of her date's
family being religious, Grace's date was having second thoughts about it,
which made the date somewhat of a disaster.
Grace did not bother to put on her underwear that Aren had left on the
floor, though she did play with her crotch a bit, just to loosen up a bit
of tention. Grace did think about letting her cock out, but decided not
to. Grace's sweater dress was a bit too tight for it anyway.
"Okay, good. Let's get Carl into aren." With the gun in one hand and
Arens empty skinsuit in the other. She snuck up the stairs and slowly
opened the door to Carls room.
Without saying a word or giving him time to wake up Grace fired several
shots at the still sleeping Carl. He immediately crumpled into a
skinsuit.
"All right now for some fun." Grace put the gun away and stripped Carls
skinsuit free of his pyjamas. With a giggle she wrapped her lips around
his deflated cock and to her joy she could suck quite a bit of pre from
it before it ran dry. With a smirk on her face she rolled up the skinsuit
of Carl and dropped it down the mouth of Aren.
Now with the Aren skinsuit in her hand Grace returned to Arens room. She
dressed Aren up in her pyjama's and placed her in her bed.
"Now for the fun." Grace held her hand against the skinsuit of aren and
then ran out of the room giggeling. She closed the door behind her and
waited a minute. Then she knocked on it. "Good morning Aren, you
sleepyhead. Did you forget was going to drop by today?"
"Nng, what? I said I wasnt going to get up untill 11 mom!" It took Carl a
moment to realize that his mothers voice was speaking, not his own. He
felt all over his body to feel a pair of breasts and his dick being gone.
On accident one finger slipped into his vagina and immediately he moaned
gently. "Oh God thats sensitive!"
"Are you okay, Aren, can i come in?"
"I'm...what did Vincent do now?" Aren got up as Grace entered the room
"Hi Grace." She scrambled upwards still not really thinking straight. "I
just woke up, heh."
"Ah. But I've missed you! Its been so long since weve last been
together!" Grace hugged Aren in a platonic way. "And theres so much i
have to tell you, girl!"
"Right, right." Aren climbed out of bed, pulling up memories about Grace
and Arens relationship hoping to just bullshit through this. As the
memories rolled in of Aren and Grace's previous sex sessions that went
back to when he was young that he knew nothing about he immediately
realized what was going on.
"Vincent! You took over Grace too didnt you!"
Grace looked confused at Aren "I...I haven't a clue what you are talking
about. I'm Vincent? What Also...Aren, you should know your daughter is
currently masturbating on the couch right now. When she saw me...she just
waved and then moved on as if nothing had happened. I really don't know
how to respond to that."
"Oh." Aren blushed. After Grace had left he was going to yell at Vincent
for doing that. For now he just had to get Grace out of the house without
hurting her feelings.
"I've overslept and theres still too much to do, Grace. I think it's best
you head home for now."
"Oh let me just tell you about how i feel and ill be on my way. I just
came from a very interesting date that ended in disaster, but I then did
something to cheer me up, and now I'm ready for a girls day out with my
bestie"
"What did you do?"
"I got fucked by my best friend and now I have a very naughty guy inside
me."
A bulge appeared under Grace's dress and she snickered as Vincents cock
came popping out as she pulled the fabric aside.
"Fucking her was a lot of fun, but being her is so much more fun don't
you agree? Plus Grace has a nice style don't you think!"
Vincent did a little piruoette to show of the green sweater dress and
boots and tights that Grace was wearing.
There was no protest from Carl as his female body seemed to respond to
the sight of Vincents cock peeking out of Grace's sweater dress. He was
getting worked up now.
"Let's take off all these clothes then and go for round two."
"Yeah, id like that." Grace nodded.
Grace started with her boots, very slowly sliding the zipper down until
its end. Aren got very turned on by this display, and memories of Grace
doing this in the past flooded in. Grace then slid her sweater dress off
in a very slow pace, getting more and more erotic as it came to closer to
coming off. When Grace had finally lifted the sweater dress of, you could
see that Grace was not wearing any underwear, and that Vincent's cock was
on full mast. Her D-cup breasts were hanging out in full glory.
"This time, it's futa style!" Grace leaned over Aren and pushed her pants
aside, immediately letting her hand slip down Arens moist cavern. Aren
moaned and sighed as her vagina parted to let the whole hand in dipping
her in sexual pleasure.
"Got it!" Grace pulled and with her hand Carl's cock emerged from Aren's
folds.
She then used her still tights clad feet and gently rubbed Carl's cock
for a bit, making Carl even more turned on then before.
With a big smile on her face Grace began rubbing her erection against
Aren's equally rock hard penis.
"Are you worked up yet?"
"Yeah, V..." Grace put her finger on Aren's lips in a sushing motion.
"Call me Grace, please. We do have to keep up apperances Aren." Grace
groped her own breasts before leaning forward and mashing hers and Arens
together.
"I need you...inside of me. Come on." Grace got on all fours opposite of
Aren. "We did some foreplay now get inside!" Grace slapped her vulptuous
ass as she looked back.
"I wont say no to that, Grace." A mix of female and male sensations
rushed through her body as she slipped inside with great ease, her cock
leaking pre already. While Grace's cock twitched in joy at the sexual
stimulation Grace recieved.
"We are now best friends with benefits, Aren. Though the real us were
that too until a while ago. I figured its about time we pick it up
again."
Aren changed angle, pushing deeper into Grace's ass as both her breasts
and her cock bounced along with every thrust. She increased pace, already
feeling a pressure build down below. Grace let one of her hands wrap
around the cock that was hanging from her vagina and began to masturbate.
As Aren blew her load with an orgasmic moan Grace responded in kind,
splattering cum in thick streams across the bed. Aren kept fucking Grace
for quite a while untill both were satisfied. As Aren pulled out cum
began leaking from Grace's behind.
"Aren, you where ready to burst wheren't you, I think you are not getting
enough action. Today we are gonna have a Girls sex day out, and getting
you sexed up Aren!"
"So Aren, let's get dressed, though first we need to stop by my place, I
need to change out of this outfit" Grace smiled while holding out her
hand to help Aren up from the bed Aren took Grace's hand and stood up,
walking to the closet to put on some clothes. Carl did want to dress up
his mom a bit, so instead of going for a sweatshirt and jeans, he picked
out a very nice knee length blue cloth dress with a flowery pattern,
black tights and brown knee length three inch high heeled boots. When she
was finished, she put on some light eyeliner and red lipstick, letting
Aren's memories handle this segment. When she was dressed she turned
around and saw that Grace was once more dressed in the sweater dress and
boots.
"So Grace, what is the plan for today?" Aren said when she saw that Grace
was once more dressed and no bulge was visible any more.
"That's a secret, but I promise it is gonna be very sexy. That there is a
very pretty outfit By the way, you should wear dresses more often" Grace
said while they walked downstairs.
Grace walked out hand in hand with Aren, both of them smiling. Best
friends on the outside, best friends wearing the suits on the inside.
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