Jon found himself once again back in the bedroom of Marie, the girl from the coffee shop earlier. He also found himself once again back in his male body.
This time they were both lying in her bed in their underwear. Jon was ecstatic to find himself currently feeling Marie's body all over in some very sexy foreplay. His hand were roaming freely all over her body. He was squeezing her butt through her silky panties and moving his hand around to her hips. He rubbed up her sides, following the contours of her body. He then started to cup her breasts through the bra that he was so enamored with earlier. He could feel her nipples trying to burst through the soft material of the cups. The hardness of her nipples was matched only by his erection straining to get out of his boxer shorts. A soft moan escaped her lips as he tweaked on her nipples.
He continued to play with one of her nipples while his other hand made it's way downwards, over her soft, smooth stomach where he started to rub her crotch through her underwear. Lower his hand went until it was rubbing her vagina through the very thin material.
He stayed like this for a while and he was in pure heaven. He adored both the feeling of her soft vagina and her hard nipple through the sensual material of her underwear. The scene in his mind started to slowly fade away but he could still feel both her nipples and her vagina responding to his touch. He let a soft moan escape his own mouth but didn't really notice that it was the same tone as her moans rather than the deeper tone of his own voice that he was used to.
With his eyes closed he continues with his rubbing and tweaking but he was slowly realizing that the sensation was starting to feel different. He was slowly waking up but he was still able to feel the hard nipple between the fingers of one hand and the soft folds of a vagina in the other hand. Letting out another feminine moan he started to slowly open his eyes. The early morning sun was starting to creep in through his curtains. He quickly realized that he was back in his own bed and alone. Yet the incredibly sexy sensations his hands were feeling did not go away. Slowly lowering his eyes he saw that it was in fact his own nipple that was bursting to get out of his nightdress and it was his own very soft, very real and very feminine vagina that his other hand was rubbing.
Letting these incredible feelings take him over, he kept going. He moved his hand from outside his panties to the inside and kept gently rubbing at the fleshy folds within. Feeling around where he would normally find his penis he found a spot that gave him a similar feeling to when he used to pleasure himself in the past. Cautiously exploring further he found within this spot the most sensitive body part that he had ever felt and continued to rub it. He pulled the top of his nightdress down with his other hand allowing his erect nipples to come out.
His mind thought of Marie once again and the sexy encounter he was enjoying with her in his dream but he found now that it did not fill him with the same desires. He could still appreciate how beautiful she looked in her sexy underwear but beyond that he didn't have the same natural desires to penetrate her. In fact, with his hand exploring his vagina he found that himself wondering what it would be like to be on the receiving end. Normally this would have disgusted him but in his current state of feminine arousal he was in no mood to fight it. He started to picture the man from his earlier dream and found himself growing in arousal. He was imagining himself kissing this man and being kissed back. He found himself fantasizing about giving himself completely to this man. He imagined it was the man's hand playing with his nipple and as he plunged his fingers into his vagina he was imaging the man doing the same with his penis. Being lost in the moment he let another moan and noticed how soft and high pitched it was but this didn't bother him. In fact, he loved how it sounded. At this moment he was 100 per cent female, in body and now in mind too.
He continued with his motions and felt his pleasure building and building until it literally exploded, the intense feelings moving out from his nipples and his vagina and covering every inch of his body, from his toes right up to the roots of his long, silky hair. Surprised to find the feeling did not seem to be slowing down he kept it up and was hit with wave after wave until out of breath and exhausted he stopped and fell back onto the bed.
As his head started to clear he knew he had turned a corner. If he was going to be stuck as a woman then he knew he was going to be able to, in fact, have to adjust. He had to get on with his life and being honest with himself if his new body could produce feelings like that then maybe it could be worse.
