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Body Rentals - Elle Gets Controlled - Chapter 11
🕑 Added 2020-06-07 16:33:25 +0000 UTCI felt the hair on my arms stand on end as Jess made me stare down at her sleeping form. The pulsing sensation in my crotch was so damn strong -- did she have a thing for this? Just looking at her own body was making her - me - almost cream my knickers.
She walked me over to her body and brushed my hand down her cheek. “Oh man, I can’t feel a thing.” She patted herself on the cheek. Then she swung my hand harder and full-on slapped her own face. Her head rolled slightly, and I could have sworn I felt a tremor go through my body for half an instant...
“Nothing.” Jess made me say, giggling. “I can’t move. I can’t feel anything… wow.”
She pulled one of her eyes open and moved my head in close. Her blue eyes stared dully, unseeing. Jess gently poked it, but it didn’t blink. That was going to be uncomfortable when she got back into her own skin.
Jess didn’t seem to care though. I could feel her arousal -- and subsequently *my* arousal -- building. She made me breathe out over her own face, and then kiss her body on the lips.
It was weird. Her lips didn’t kiss back. I felt my tongue worm it’s way into her mouth, feeling her teeth and soft lips, so still. I cringed inside -- I was kissing a girl. Not that I was homophobic or anything, but being forced to kiss another girl was… well… it felt kinda gross.
However I might have felt, my body disagreed. I heard my voice moan slightly as another pulse of pleasure washed over me. My hand reached up and pulled Jess’s hair from under the helmet, her limp head tilting back from the force.
Did Jess get off on causing her own body pain? From seeing herself paralysed on the bed? A fetish like that must have never been satisfied before the Body Rentals helmet came into our lives. The pleasure between my legs was definitely intense enough for that to be the case, this first experience of satisfying that itch might make the biggest orgasm she’d ever had.
Or the biggest orgasm I’d ever had. My hands were on Jess’s breasts now, kneading them roughly through her shirt. I felt my arms try to tear her shirt in half and heard my voice growl in frustration as Jess realised I wasn’t strong enough for that. My body straddled hers as I climbed onto the bed and pulled the shirt up to her neck instead.
Suddenly I felt my face slam down into her boobs. My hands reached up and pushed them together to make a big, soft pillow. She was big in the chest department, even bigger than I was, and it showed. My face wiggled side to side between her huge tits, not even hitting her ribs with my nose - it was all soft. I felt them jiggle against my cheeks, and my clit pulsed harder. Maybe I needed to rethink that whole ‘not-being-gay’ thing… at least while Jess was at the controls.
My small hands grabbed Jess’s jeans and fumbled around with the buttons. It still felt weird to have my hands do precise movements without my command. I could feel everything -- every subtle wiggle and push -- as Jess undid her fly and pulled her own pants down, but I couldn’t control it at all. The signals just didn’t seem to reach my muscles, no matter how hard I tried.
Even my tongue. I felt it stick out and move from side to side in the air. Jess licked my lips and clumsily yanked her panties down. I realised with a jolt what she was going to do.
Eww! Why would you-!
My head slammed down into Jess’s vagina. Ouch. My nose actually stung from the impact - it definitely wasn’t as soft as her boobs. Jess forced my tongue out of my mouth and started going to town on her own junk, making me spell the alphabet as she pleasured herself.
So gross! She can’t even feel her own body!
As if in response, my body repositioned itself and I felt my hand snake down to my own crotch and begin rubbing, mimicking the movements of my tongue on Jess’s vagina. I almost came right there and then. This was the first time Jess had actually touched me down there, and I don’t think either of us expected how intense it would feel.
“It’s so different.” my voice moaned, muffled. Jess forced me to smell her snatch, taking a deep breath through my nostrils as she squirmed.
I’m going to add that to the list of things I wish people wouldn’t do in my body.
It actually didn’t smell too bad. Kinda musky, tangy, but not unpleasant. Jess certainly seemed to enjoy smelling herself. She grazed the side of her labia with my tongue. My legs writhed on the bed in pleasure.
Just as I thought we were going to cum, Jess forced me to sit up, pushing one of my hands into her own vagina as she did. She made me crawl up the bed and grab one of her own hands, which she shoved into my crotch. The fingers didn’t move, but Jess held her body’s hand there and made me hump against it, moaning.
“Oh god”, she gasped in pleasure “I can’t move my own fingers! I can’t…!’
With difficulty, she used my tiny hands to manipulate her own into shape, then pushed her own limp fingers inside me. The long nails on her other fingers scratched against my thighs as she yanked her own hand back and forth. It wasn’t really working, her fingers were too soft, no conscious muscle holding them firm. I felt her frustration -- my body wanted to cum.
Just use my hand you idiot!!
Jess pulled her hand out of my vagina and threw it onto her body. It landed on her sleeping face, my juices dripping onto her body’s lips. I felt my body spin in a desperate haze and rip off one of Jess’s shoes, revealing her soft, pale foot.
Ah, you’re not thinking what I think you’re thinking, are you?
Without wasting a moment Jess yanked her own leg up, twisting it so hard I thought she was going to pull a muscle. She rolled my body onto it’s back and spread my legs. I was completely at her mercy, unable to make the slightest shift in position, even as I strained to. Under her command my vagina squeezed itself in anticipation…
And Jess shoved her own big toe into my pussy.
My voice moaned loudly. Jess shoved herself deeper, her other toes bending uncomfortably, unfeeling, against my thigh. It felt better than it should have -- toes don’t make the best dildos -- but Jess revelled in the experience. And since she had my body, so did I.
My eyes rolled back into my head. My legs shot out, and I felt my foot press against Jess’s face on the bed. Jess didn’t seem to care as she moaned again, making my body spasm and shake as she built up to an orgasm.
It was like fire in my loins. It kept building up, further and further, stronger and stronger. My legs shot out again as Jess kicked herself in the face, not noticing the damage she could be doing to her own body. She squeezed my thighs together and moaned. It was coming! I was cumming!
My eyesight went white. My voice screamed out, and right as the moment of peak pleasure hit my legs kicked again, connecting with something hard, and I felt myself suddenly go limp, falling back onto the bed. My vagina constricted and Jess’s foot slipped out of me as I came harder than I’d ever come in my life!
“OOOOOHHH MY GOOOOODDDDD!” I screamed.
I screamed. I… I was back in control of my own body! I looked up and saw Jess still lying on the bed slowly opening her eyes. My foot was between the helmet and her head. I’d kicked it off! Jess has kicked it off with my leg!
I tried to grab it, but my body was shaky and weak from the orgasm. Jess was beginning to wake up, her mind apparently a bit scrambled from the sudden connection loss and the half orgasm she’d had. Not to mention the fact that she’d kicked herself in the face several times with my foot.
I forced myself over and collapsed on top of her, grabbing the helmet with weak hands. Jess yelped, then grabbed it too, struggling to put it back on her head. Neither one of us had the better grip, but I had been in this situation before, and she hadn’t, and I played the winning move.
I slammed the helmet down on my own head.
