The Switch Up Ch. 03

Before I could think about it anymore, Eva spoke, "Ok, so you're a horny little slut, as we all knew, and you're fucking Zoe's sex God of a brother. We need to get moving, this conversation is eating into my sex time."

"Well, I was fucking a sex God. He broke it off the other week," Mollie sighed.

"Why?" asked Emily.

"I wanted to take the next step, make it official. I guess I scared him off."

"Aw, babe," chorused all the girls in unison but me, which earned me a couple of glares.

"Forget about him! We're going to show you a good time tonight!" shouted Lucy. "Any ground rules tonight, ladies?"

Zoe had explained this to me in one of our chats. The ground rules were an effort to spice things up. As the girls had sex together so often, during these whole group orgies, they would create rules to make it more exciting. Zoe had said these had been anything from only being able to use toys to a certain type of sex.

"What about if we dress each other?" I suggested, thinking on my feet. It meant I could get out of the potential embarrassment of picking the wrong bra size, or something Zoe would not normally wear.

"That sounds sexy," Mollie said. "But how would it work?"

"I think, I know what she means," Lucy said. "For example, I'd choose lingerie for you to wear later, and you would choose for Eva and so on. Right?"

"Right," I confirmed.

"What about toys?" Mollie said

"And shoes?" Eva asked.

"Right, here's how we're going to do it," Emily declared, taking charge. "We will each go and pick out lingerie, heels and a sex toy for the girl we're assigned to. I will choose for Eva, Eva will choose for Zoe, Zoe will choose for Mollie, Mollie for Lucy and Lucy for me. We'll split into two groups so we can limit seeing someone picking out our stuff. I'll go with Zoe and you three go together. Meet at Zoe's at 2PM, and don't tell the person you're choosing for what you got."

Without another moment's pause Emily set off, taking me by the hand. We walked for about ten minutes until we reached the end of the mall's upper level, and a store named Aphrodite. I had never been to this store, or even this remote part of the mall, before but it was evidently a sex shop. The shelves were adorned with toys, porn and clothes which should have given it the typical, dingy sex shop vibe but instead it was surprisingly pleasant. Still pulling me along Emily grabbed what appeared to be a dildo from a shelf, and dragged me towards a changing room cubicle. It was just big enough for us both to squeeze into, and had a wall to wall mirror at the back as well as a full length door with a lock rather than the usual flimsy curtain.

"What are we doing?" I asked.

"Well I didn't get chance to say hello properly, so I thought I 'd reward you for being so patient," Emily explained. "Plus we're not even."

"What do you mean?"

"Don't you remember?" she said, looking at me as if I was mad. "The last time we fucked? In the showers after cheer practice? We stayed late to work out that routine, then we hopped in the showers and one thing led to another; you made me come but I had to leave before I could return the favour."

"Oh yeah!" I said, unconvincingly.

"You don't remember! Well, you're not going to forget this is a hurry."

Emily took half a step away from me and slipped off her dress leaving her in a purple bra and thong. She reached behind me and slid the bolt across the door, pushing me against it. Emily moved closer to me, and sandwiched my body between her and the door. I could feel her breath on my lips, and her large breasts pressing against mine. Without any more hesitation, Emily leant in and kissed me. Both of our mouths opened almost simultaneously, our tongues becoming intertwined. Unlike the kisses I had shared with the other girls, this one seemed more rushed yet also more passionate which was saying something considering my experiences so far with the rest of the group. It was like the kiss was a formality to Emily, something to get out of the way. Also, this time it all felt a lot easier and more natural to me. I didn't think about how Zoe would kiss or where Zoe would put her arms, I just did what felt right.

Our bodies writhed against each other, and our hands were ever moving as we tried to feel every part of each other. As the kiss intensified I eased myself off the door and stepped forward towards the mirror, so this time Emily was the one that was stuck. I broke off the kiss and moved down to her neck which caused her back to arch. Emily pushed me off slightly, and pulled my top over my head leaving me in my bra. I grabbed her once more, and pressed my lips onto hers before slipping my tongue back into her mouth; one of my hands moved to her ass as the other, in one swift motion, undid her bra clasp. I moved my body off Emily's slightly which allowed her bra to fall to the floor. She was now left in only her thong, which had all but disappeared into her ass, giving me a great view as I looked at her in the mirror behind. My view improved even more as Emily took a step forward, and sensually removed her panties very slowly until she was stood in front of me stark naked. I couldn't believe what I was seeing; Emily Parker, the girl I'd had a crush on since middle school, was completely naked in front of me and willing to do whatever I wanted her to.

With a primal urge I grabbed one of her tits, and pulled it to my mouth. She groaned with pleasure as I began to suck on her breast and fondle the other. Gently I bit down on her nipple, which produced an even louder groan. I gave her left tit one final lick, before turning my attention to her other breast. Her back was once again against the mirror, with both her hands pressed hard against it, bracing herself. I felt her ease one of her hands off the wall, and onto my ass. Slowly, she managed to squeeze her hand down the back of my pants. As I became more daring, biting down harder on her tit, she began to play with my asshole. I had never seen the appeal of anal in a man's body, apart from driving my dick into a girl's butt, however in Zoe's it was a whole different ball game. Slowly, with my mouth still working her breasts, Emily gently circled my ass hole with her finger. Shivers went up my back, causing me to bite down pretty hard on Emily's now more than erect nipple. Instantly, I pulled back, thinking I had hurt her.

"What are you doing?" she cried.

"I thought I'd hurt you," I said.

"No, it feels fantastic- keep going! Bite down harder if you want!" Emily gasped.

My mouth went back to her tits, alternating between licking, sucking and biting. Emily continued to play with my ass while she fiddled with the button on my pants. Eventually, she undid them and pulled down the zipper which gave her more room to play. She was using both hands now, one grabbing a cheek and giving me a few slaps; with her other hand she was gently probing my asshole with her index finger, and boy did it feel good. A few girls I had slept with had tried to play with my ass before, and I had never particularly liked it.

However, now in Zoe's body the further Emily's finger pushed, the better it felt. Every slap felt amazing, sending pulses of pleasure around my body. I pulled off Emily's breasts and was about to change it up, but before I could she stepped back. Emily reached around my back, and undid my bra and then pulled my panties down slightly allowing them to drop to my ankles. I stepped out of them and, along with my bra, flung them towards the mirror which I was now facing. Emily looked up at me with big eyes, the ones I had seen from near enough every girl who had ever given me a blowjob. The difference was that there was no dick blocking my view and oozing pre-cum. Instead, I had a pussy and I could feel my juices sporadically dropping to floor.

"Step over my shoulders, and sit on them," Emily instructed.

"Huh?" I said, confused.

"Here," she offered, sitting down, before picking up one of my legs and guiding it over her shoulder. Emily then did the same with the other so I was effectively sitting on her while my back lent against the door. Her face was pretty much in my pussy now; she could probably smell it. With what seem like little effort, she pulled herself up onto her knees again, so I was suspended in mid-air.

"Push against the door to keep yourself steady," she advised, and I made a half-hearted attempt to do as she said.

Suddenly, she stuck out her tongue and gave my pussy a long lick form bottom to top. My body spasmed with the shock of the intense pleasure just a simple lick brought. I wobbled slightly before I pressed my hands and back against the wall as she had told me to steady myself, all while making me feel rather stupid that I had not listened to her. Emily gave me two or three more of these St. Bernard-like licks, before she turned around and went to pick something up off the floor. As she bent down I realised it must be the dildo, the one she grabbed from the shelf. The prospect of having something inside me, was a scary one but it was also exciting. I had always wondered what it felt like for women when I thrust into them with my dick, and now I was about to find out.

She turned around brandishing the skin-coloured dildo in her hand; it must have been about the same size as my normal body's dick. Then I spotted something, there were bits of black material hanging from the base of it. Emily dropped it to the ground and spread out the material. It wasn't just a dildo; it was a strap on.

"What are you doing, Em?" I asked, as she positioned her feet in between the strap on's leg holes.

"Well, I was thinking how to make it up to you and thought that just fucking you wasn't enough," Emily said, before pausing to pull the strap on up her legs. "So, I wanted to help you fulfil one of your fantasies. You always say you want to know what Dylan's dick would feel like inside you, and I'd thought I'd help you out."

"I do? I mean, how?"

"Well, a little birdie told me how big his dick was, it's 7 inches long and about 6 in girth if you didn't know. They said it wasn't very veiny, and curved back slightly so I rang here and got them to leave me a strap on to those specifications on the shelf so I could grab it when I came in," Emily continued before pausing again to tighten the straps, making the dildo part stick out. It really did look like my dick. "And now I'm going to fuck you with it. I know how you like a good strap on anyway and short of getting a cast of his dick or him fucking you himself, this is the closest you're going to get to feeling it."

"I'm not sure about this, Emily," I said, feeling slightly weird that I was about to get fucked by a representation of my own dick as my sister, by her lover. Okay, very weird.

Emily didn't even respond, instead she stepped towards me so the tip of the strap on was a hair's breadth away from my pussy. She grabbed it in her hand, and lined it up with the entrance to my vagina.

"Wait, wait!" I pleaded.

"What now?" Emily said, slightly disappointed. "You're normally a right kink. Where's your slutiness gone today?"

"No, no it's not that," I reassured, realising that Zoe would probably be a little more excited than I was. "It's just that Dylan's clearly not small, what about some lube or something?"

"I think you're plenty lubed up," declared Emily and, without warning, gently pushed the dildo into me. I gasped from the shock. It wasn't painful, but it was uncomfortable to a degree, similar to someone pushing down hard on my pelvis. Emily continued to push in slowly with the strap on until I had taken about half of the shaft, and then slowly began to pull out again. I leant forward and kissed her hard. She reciprocated, taking my tongue in her mouth but forgetting she now effectively had a dick she stepped forward to get into a better position for the kiss and inadvertently thrust the full length of the dildo into my pulsating pussy.

Involuntarily, I broke off the kiss and let out a long groan. My back curved back, and my head was thrown backwards. There was a dull thud, and I felt myself slipping to the ground as everything turned black.

"Shit!" exclaimed Emily, a few seconds later. "Are you okay, Zoe?"

I opened my eyes, and saw a dick a few inches from my face.

"Get the fuck away from me, bro! I'm not gay, dude," I shouted, my voice higher than normal.

"What the fuck was that Zoe?" said a woman's voice, angrily.

"Where am I?" I mumbled, realising it was Emily. "And why've you got a dick?

"I haven't got a dick, you moron!" Emily said, removing what I now remembered to be a strap on from herself. She grabbed the dildo, and shoved it hard into her pussy."See, strap on and I've definitely got a vagina! You're in a dressing room at a sex store. We were fucking and I'd just stuck this thing in you, then you hit your head on the door and blacked out."

"Shit..." I whispered, remembering everything.

"Yeah, shit. What was all that you said about not being gay?"

"I must have still been a bit dizzy," I said, trying my best to cover up my mistake

"Oh, right...okay," Emily accepted, unconvinced. "We better get out of here the others will be waiting for us, and we haven't even got any of the clothes yet."

"Well, at least we've got one of the sex toys," I joked, giggling. I had never giggled in my life, heck I didn't even know I knew how to giggle. "Who were you buying for again?"

"Eva. You were buying for Mollie, right?"

"Right."

"Well we better put some clothes on then."

"I suppose so," I said, looking over to the corner of the room where our assortment of bras clothes were. I stood up, and grabbed my thong from the floor and pulled it up my legs. Emily grabbed her bra from the pile and did something I had seen girls do before but didn't really understand. She pulled the strap around her middle, and fastened it the wrong way around at the front then turned it round, before finally pulling the strap over her shoulders. Meanwhile, I was still struggling to keep both my arms in their respective holes on my bra without one falling out.

"You still feeling dizzy? Here let me help you," Emily said, and like some weird guardian angel of bras she took mine off me before walking behind me. She pressed her pussy against my ass, and slowly began grinding on it. Taking a cup in each hand, she reached around me and pressed my bra to my tits. She kissed my neck a few times, before telling me to put my arms through. I did as instructed, and she pulled it over my shoulders then fastened it. After a few more grinds, and a couple more neck kisses she bent down and picked up my jeans. Sensually, Emily walked around to face me never taking her hands from my body. She squatted down in a similar way to how a stripper would, spreading her legs. Emily stretched the jeans so I could step in easily, and shimmied them up my legs kissing my near naked body as she went. Finally, she pulled my crop top over my head and positioned my tits, pushing them into the right place.

"Thank you," I whispered sexily.

"You're welcome, baby. You go pay for this, while I finish getting dressed," Emily instructed. "Then we can go and buy some sexy lingerie for round two tonight!"