I posted this on fictionmania a few years ago - it - Sex Stories

I posted this on fictionmania a few years ago - it

... the stiletto heels (did I mention those? Tall white stiletto heels). She put one hand around the back of my neck, and looked deep into my eyes... Her other hand ran slowly down my shirt front, but this time didn't stop at my belt. She rubbed her hand over my jeans, my cock straining underneath. "You know what kind of man I would really like to date?" she whispered huskily. "I would love to find somebody like your friend Andre." "Andre?" I gulped. "Uh huh, he is so sexy, so hot, as you said." "Andre?" I couldn't believe what she was saying. How could she be hot for Andre? Josie suddenly dissolved in laughter, finally sitting back down on the love seat. "What's so funny?" "Oh, this is priceless. I so had you going!" "You mean about you liking Andre? I didn't believe that." "You idiot, about me being your Aunt." I blinked. "If you're not Josie, then who are you?" She shook her head, "You still don't get it? What were you and Andre talking about earlier?" "I don't remember exactly." "Spells - and a specific type of spell?" Suddenly it became clear, but it wasn't even possible. "Finally the light dawns." "Possession? You're possessing Josie?" Josie sat back and crossed her magnificent legs. "That's right, it's Andre in here." I sat down next to her, completely forgetting how close I was to her. "Andre." "Uh-huh, Andre." "So the spell worked." Josie/Andre stood up and stretched languidly. I was still hard, and she was still hot, but I was confused. "You could say that." "So, ...

... what's it like?" "Well, there are lots of things going on. One is, I appear to know everything she knows, or I can get to it. I know how to put on her clothes, put on her makeup, vamp men." She gave me a meaningful look. "And you've got..." She placed her hand between her legs, and smiled. "A pussy, oh yes. That was the first thing I tried out. It was so amazing!" She rubbed her tits through her bra as she stuck her fingers inside her panties. "It's like nothing I've ever felt, it just builds and builds, like you're going up a hill, and then it was such a sweet release. I love it! I could do it again right now." She stopped and looked at me. "Say, aren't you here to take pictures?" "I can't take pictures like this! It isn't right!" "Oh, so it's OK to take pictures of your aunt, when you think your Aunt wants it, your own relative, but now, when it's not her that wants it it's not OK?" "Well," I started. "I tell you what, pick up your camera." I stood and picked up my camera. "Now," she sat down slowly on the loveseat. "A gorgeous, sexy woman is going to sit here in front of you and masturbate. You can choose to take photos or not. But I know what I'm going to do." She crossed her legs and began to run her fingers along the top of her bra. "Dude, I can't do this." "Do I look like a dude?" she asked, pushing down the lacey top of her bra so she could reach her right nipple. She licked the fingers of her left hand and used it to slowly trace the aureole. Her nipple stood up, and she ...