(So,) Faith watched her body do a graceful backflip, (This is what it's like to be a normal girl.)
Except it wasn't. Nothing that she was feeling felt normal at all.
It sounded insane to say it, or even think it, but somehow everything was different in Chloe's body. Not just the fact that Faith was watching herself, but different on a sensory level. The sheets felt rougher, the heavy smells of sex and sweat and musk were strong enough to touch and taste. Colors were more vibrant, and there was this need to explore. Almost, but not quite like Faith's need to run or hunt and exert energy, there was a desire to simply feel and absorb.
The sounds Jack and George made were louder and more arousing, and the attraction she felt toward her own body was alternately a bit unnerving and seemed perfectly natural. After all, no one knew that body as well as Faith did, or appreciated it as much.
When Chloe's eyes lit upon her, Faith slowly sat up and ran her palms along the familiar rounded breasts. A ragged groan tore from her throat at the inexplicable-beyond-normal pleasure she derived from that. Her nipples hardened and she quivered. Licking her lips, and running her hands further along the smooth planes of Chloe's bronzed abdomen and down to the triangle of hair even lower, she tossed Chloe a sultry smile. "Is everything this good for you?"
Her voice didn't sound like her own, but somehow that didn't matter.
[Faith] Good Sensations
Except it wasn't. Nothing that she was feeling felt normal at all.
It sounded insane to say it, or even think it, but somehow everything was different in Chloe's body. Not just the fact that Faith was watching herself, but different on a sensory level. The sheets felt rougher, the heavy smells of sex and sweat and musk were strong enough to touch and taste. Colors were more vibrant, and there was this need to explore. Almost, but not quite like Faith's need to run or hunt and exert energy, there was a desire to simply feel and absorb.
The sounds Jack and George made were louder and more arousing, and the attraction she felt toward her own body was alternately a bit unnerving and seemed perfectly natural. After all, no one knew that body as well as Faith did, or appreciated it as much.
When Chloe's eyes lit upon her, Faith slowly sat up and ran her palms along the familiar rounded breasts. A ragged groan tore from her throat at the inexplicable-beyond-normal pleasure she derived from that. Her nipples hardened and she quivered. Licking her lips, and running her hands further along the smooth planes of Chloe's bronzed abdomen and down to the triangle of hair even lower, she tossed Chloe a sultry smile. "Is everything this good for you?"
Her voice didn't sound like her own, but somehow that didn't matter.