Spanish Teacher Takeover 2

"Ayyy que rico!" I moaned as I felt wave after wave of unimaginable pleasure coursing through me. My hands never left my massive temporary tits, which I saw every time I stared down at my bronze skin. That's right, these weren't my tits. This wasn't even my body. Plus, I barely knew enough Spanish to say my own name.

To understand how I got here, I have to go back a few days. My best friend Connor and I came up with a wild plan to pass senior year Spanish: take over the body of our spanish teacher Señora Martinez using a website called possession.com. There was an upgraded feature that let you access the memories of the person you possessed, and the plan was to use the website to take over our teacher and do the project with the knowledge of a native Spanish speaker at our fingertips.

Though the plan was in place, there was one key aspect we had to agree upon: who was actually going to do the possessing.

"So who's gonna possess her?" I said. Connor replied: "Well, I was gonna leave that up to you." I thought for a moment about what the website and reviews had said. If this was legit, I would actually be able to control Señora Martinez from the inside. If that happened, there would be nothing stopping me from taking a firsthand look at her perfect tits, or even copping a feel. After seeing the photos on the website, there was basically no way I could resist that idea.

"I'll do it." I told Connor. "Would be cool to see what's going on in that head of hers. Plus, you live way closer to her house." I said, trying to keep my true intentions hidden. "Ok, awesome!" Connor said. "Meet me at my place at 9 on Wednesday. The website said her husband is usually gone on the weekends so we should be alone then." "Ok, bye."

As soon as I hung up I immediately went back to the photos on the website and started to jerk off.

After spending the better part of a school year getting chewed out by rule-following Señora Martinez, it was incredible to see her naked and aroused. It was even better that it wasn't actually her, but guys using her as their plaything. Pretty soon, she would be my plaything.

As we put our payment information into possession.com, we rehashed the plan. I would take over Señora Martinez and Connor would head over to the house with the project materials. I entered the details into the site. One hour possession with the memory access upgrade. "Ok, you ready?" I asked Connor. He gave a quick nod. "Here goes nothing" I said as I clicked the big button with the words POSSESS.

As soon as I heard the click, I felt a pull as my conciousness left my body. After about a second of darkness, I flashed back to reality. I blinked my eyes quickly as I tried to get my bearings. I was in a bedroom, alone, sitting on a bed. I swiveled my head around until I saw something move: my own reflection. As I stood up, my mouth hung agape as I stared at myself in disbelief. I was Señora Martinez.

My shy, nervous look displayed on Señora Martinez's face was something I had never seen before. She must have been getting dressed or undressed, because as I lowered my gaze Señora Martinez's massive tits came into view. Her memories filled in the details. She had just come back from a meeting at the school and was getting undressed to shower.

I looked straight down now, and saw a line of cleavage that seemed to go on and on forever. I looked from side to side, and after seeing nobody I took two handfuls of my tits. They were amazing. Plush yet firm, and fucking huge. I pulled them out of the top and took them in my hands. They felt amazing.

Just as my focus was about to turn to my nipples I heard the doorbell ring. Looking out the window next to me I could see that Connor was outside. I tucked my tits away and walked toward the door, more than a little horny from finally getting a peek at my teacher's smoking body.

"Tommy? Is that you in there?" Connor said after I opened the door. "Yeah, it's me" I replied, hearing Señora Martinez's higher voice leave my lips, the slightest touch of a latin accent escaping with the words. Connor stood there, in equal parts shock and lust. I noticed his eyes pointed downwards, and following them I noticed I had never buttoned my top from earlier. "Ahem, wanna come in?" I said, breaking his focus. Señora Martinez's memories threw up multiple pictures of Connor doing the same in our classroom, with someone else by his side. Me.

I sat down and opened the project. As I read the rubric, the words came to me as easily as they would in English. I read the words quickly an dunderstood them perfectly. "Que tonto era." I said to myself as I pulled from Señora Martinez's memories and started typing up the report on Mayan culture.

As I typed and Connor formatted the document, my horniness from earlier came back to the forefront. I could see her cleavage, which pushed outward into the bottom of my view. What's more, I could actually feel everything. The cold air hitting the tops of my breasts and my nipples hardening as they pushed into Señora Martinez's bra. As I shifted from side to side, Señora Martinez's cushioned ass swaying below me, I could feel a damp spot appear where my dick used to be.

Her memories told me she hadn't seen her husband in over a week. When she started to play with her tits, that usually sent her body into overdrive after this long of a dry spell, even without a horny teenage boy at the controls. My mind started to rationalize and then it dawned on me.

"Hey Connor?" I called out, making my voice sound subtly sweet yet seductive. "Yeah Señora Mar... I mean Tommy." "I just had a crazy idea. I'm basically done, and we still have 40 minutes left with this body. I was thinking that if we take some sexy pics of Señora Martinez, we could sell them and make a fortune. Maybe even enough to come back." I stood up and acted shy, using her knowledge of seduction to push my tits together with my elbow. "I'll get changed" I said.

I came back wearing one of Señora Martinez's swimsuits. Although I didn't plan on wearing it for long. "Start recording" I commanded softly as I neared him. I could tell he was shy, but I let Señora Martinez's experience do all the work. I pulled my breasts out of my top one by one. I pushed his hands onto my tits and started kneading.

After he had felt up every inch of my body, I called him over to the couch. I led Connor over and pulled his dick out. Using her years of experience, I began to expertly work his dick with my tits, enjoying their feeling in my own hands. I wasn't gay and would have never enjoyed this, but when looking through Señora Martinez's eyes it all felt right.

Now that I was here, I understood the reviews. In Señora Martinez's body, I was insatiable. I had to have him. "Fuck me right now." I commanded, and Connor was happy to oblige. He pulled out from between my massive tits and inserted it into my folds. I felt a huge wave of pleasure. Señora Martinez needed this, bad. I began to moan as my hands alternated between the nipples atop my breasts and my throbbing clit, knowing exactly how to get them going thanks to Señora Martinez's memories.

All the tension had reached a climax, and I orgasmed in Señora Martinez's body, my eyes rolled back into my head as I felt pulse after pulse of ecstacy.

"Dude it's 9:55!" Connor said. "I haven't even cum yet!" I sat up quickly and took his dick between my tits. Squeezing them until they were taut, I worked his dick back and forth until he erupted all over me.

"Now get the fuck out of here before I lose control!" I said, pushing him off of me. As Connor grabbed the materials from the project, I lied back on the couch, catching my breath and basking in the afterglow of what seemed like the biggest orgasm she could recall in the last while. I heard the door slam, and I felt myself getting pulled away from her amazing body. I was leaving her naked with cum all over her, but there's no way she'd ever piece together what happened. Even if anyone had caught a glimpse, they would have seen Señora Martinez having a tryst with one of her students.

I reappeared in Connor's room in the same spot I had been in before. Possession.com was still open on my computer. Enjoyed yourself? Leave a review! read a message that had popped up on the screen. I went to Señora Martinez's profile and started typing.

I took over Señora Martinez's body so I could make her give us an A in her class. Naturally, I started feeling her up, but she was super sexually deprived since her husband had been gone for over a week. Her unbelievable body made it super easy to convince my friend to give her the good dicking she needed. With the memories package, I had the sexual experience of a prostitute even though I'm normally an 18 year old boy. The orgasm was thunderous. I'll definitely be back.