Being Anna Collins 2

I walked downstairs at Marcus's house, nearing the trapdoor. My mouth watered and my dick stiffened slightly as I walked towards it. It wasn't the trapdoor - but where it lead. Anna's mind.

Ever since Marcus showed me the portal last week, we'd taken a few more turns behind the wheel of that sorority bitch. 

It was intoxicating.

Just being her meant I was looked at totally differently. Normally, I'm a scrawny, pimply loser. That goes for both Marcus and I. But inside Anna, I held power. As the queen bee, her friends made it their job to cater to her every whim in exchange for just a little popularity. If they didn't she'd embarrass them.

But more than social power was sexual power. I'd become used to being a sexual afterthought. Anna, however, was the target of everyone's desires. Including our own from inside her.

That's basically what Marcus and I had done while inside her until now. Just flicking our Anna clit was more than enough fun for the entire hour duration. Although, I did let Marcus fuck me in Anna as revenge for her humiliating him earlier. After I got kicked out, landing in the backrooms of our college library of all places, he got in sucked my dick as thanks.

When I'd gotten kicked out, I was worried she'd freak and call the cops. But it seemed like everything she did when possessed felt like a dream to her. That's probably why she hadn't realized what was going on yet.

Approaching the door, I pulled it upward, revealing the pure darkness within. I shuddered with anticipation as I knew exactly what I was in for.

I dipped in a toe, then a foot, then a leg. The pitch blackness enveloped my leg, rendering it completely invisible. I went forward, lowering my whole body in, fingers only clinging to the edge. Then, I let go, falling completely. I could hear the trapdoor slam shut above me as I went into freefall. I was weightless for a few seconds, then,

Boom.

I snapped back to consciousness. I was looking out from behind Anna's eyes to a crowded hallway in the middle of our college. Just like before, I couldn't control her just yet. 

But I could influence her. I wanted to get a good look at my new face. "Check your reflection." I shouted internally, until Anna stopped walking and went to a mirror on one of the walls.

Her face lit up with excitement when she saw her own reflection, then turning her face to shock as if surprised by her own reaction.

She started walking toward her lecture when I took matters into my own hands once again. In the middle of the hall I made her swerve right, turning awkwardly and losing her balance, directly into a restroom. I needed to have some fun with this body ASAP.

I influenced her to enter one of the stalls. Then, for the first time, I controlled her limbs directly. I willed her right hand to move and knead her breast. 

"Ahhh..." Anna moaned aloud, then turned in shock that she was feeling herself up in public. She tried to move her hand away, but my control was too strong.

"No! Not again! Why does this keep happening?" She said out loud before I clamped my mouth shut. "Hmmm! Hmmmm!" She tried to speak through closed lips. Finally, with a shake and a shrug, I felt her consciousness fade into the background. 

I was in control again!

"Oh Anna... I've missed your pussy." I said to myself as I looked down at my tits and started squeezing, my panties already moistening.

I hiked up my dress. "Eeeh!" I squealed as I saw the line of my pussy tucked neatly between my wide hips. 

I traced it up and down, pushing the lips together, pulling them apart. I lifted my top over my tits so I could watch my nipples get hard, stiffening from the arousal I felt from looking at my own body.

With one hand, I pulled apart my pussy lips. With the other, I stroked my clit. Even the tiniest touch sent dizzying waves of the most pleasurable warmth through my center. I felt my nipples stiffen and my pussy relax, opening for more pleasure.  Anna's long, thin fingers fit perfectly inside her labia and felt so good when they landed on her little pleasure button. I shook them back and forth, strumming my sexy body for all the pleasure I could get.

Slowly, I took two manicured fingers and pushed them inside. I threw my head back and moaned, taking a tit in one hand as the pleasure spiked. I felt my nipple rubbing on the center of my palm as I curled my fingers around to touch my inner walls.

I was getting tired of holding up my dress. I wanted my free hand on a tit instead. I threw it off completely, the pink fabric resting on the dingy floor as I put my foot up on the toilet seat and hooked my neck around to stare into my moist pussy.

I moaned out loud as each push on my insides made me inch closer to sweet release. Suddenly, it all broke, cries spilling from my lips even as the door creaked open and two voices walked inside.

They stopped talking, then whispered and giggled. Meanwhile, my moans were pairing with the squelching sounds of my wetness and the clap of my palm against my mound (which stimulated my clit perfectly).

"Ummm... you good girl?" One of the voices said. 

"I'm.... gr.. gre... GREAT!" As I peaked again for my second orgasm. 

They chose the stalls furthest from me, my orgasm washing throughout my body as they did their business. I decided to take this opportunity to humiliate Anna even more. I threw my dress back over my head, smoothing it out and pulling my flowing black hair out of the neckline. I walked outside, heading to the sink to wash my pussy juices off my hands. 

"Anna?" One of the girls said as they exited the stall. "Did you just... ya know..."

"Orgasm? I did! I had two HUGE ones!" I said, smiling ear-to-ear like a woman possessed. 

"Jeez Anna." The other girl said. They were two short girls, one black and stout, one white with brown hair. I had no idea how they knew Anna but I wondered if they might be in her sorority. Anna was super social though - tons of people on campus knew her.

"Maybe get a room next time?" They said, looking at each other and chuckling as they walked out. I started laughing. Anna was never gonna live that one down. 

I figured I might as well show face in her lecture. After all, it's what she would normally do. Plus, the thought of her sitting there, clueless of what she had just done, made me smirk. The room was crowded with students, not knowing there was a boy in sorority slut's clothing among them. I walked in, my hips swaying more than usual. The scent of chalk filled the cavernous lecture hall, but the sweet smell of Anna's arousal was what had me hooked. I sat down in her seat, feeling the heat from her body still lingering. The professor droned on about biology or something or other, but I had other things on my mind. 

Her bag sat beside me, and my eyes landed on it. I couldn't help but feel curious. Digging through her bag was another invasion of her privacy that made me shudder with devious delight. I reached inside and felt around. Amongst the usual suspects – notebooks, pens, and a phone – I felt something vibrate. I pulled out a sleek pink vibrator. Why the hell did she have this in her bag? Was she planning on using it here? Had Marcus put it here on one of his earlier adventures?

I turned it on, the quiet buzz filling the space around me. The room was packed, and the professor's voice washed over us all like a gentle tide, but my focus was solely on the pulsing toy in my hand. I slid it under the desk, pressing it against my panties. The vibrations were faint, but oh so tantalizing. The anticipation grew as the lecturer talked on about something I couldn't care less about.

I was moaning out loud now, in class. I covered my mouth with one hand, the vibrator still humming in the background of what I could hear. Sitting in the back afforded me protection from too many people noticing, but a few heads were turning. I noticed the black girl from the bathroom earlier. I flashed her a quick smile, before my face flashed into an O as the vibrator made it's presence known once again. She flashed me a scowl as she turned her face toward the front once again.

Being caught made me panic internally, but the unease in my core was indistinguishable from the pleasure the vibrator was providing. It made me tighten my sculpted abs and keel over. I felt a moan coming, so I slapped my hand over my mouth as my legs quaked. 

I was feeling Anna's pussy cum. Hard.

I moaned into my hand as the class droned on. Were people to my sides looking at me? I had no idea as my eyes saw white and my mind melted. My pussy leaked into my hand and I hoped nobody could smell the delicious sent pouring from within me.

"Whatcha got down there?"

I looked to the right, still mid-orgasm, my hand curled into my dress. I removed the vibrator from my clit, but couldn't shut it off one handed, so let it sit, clasped between my thighs and coating them with my juices.

"Uh... um... " Was all I could muster. It was a guy, wearing a knit hat, with a septum piercing. Even I could tell he was kind of a creep. My eyes popped out as I managed the shock of being noticed with the pleasure.

"Nothing?" I could say, the buzzing never stopping. Thankfully, I was down from the orgasm's peak and could at least talk normally.

"Show me your hands." He said, smirking.

I didn't know what to do. I laughed nervously. 

Then, I smiled. 

I pushed the vibrator, up inside my slick vagina. 

I lifted up my hands. "Nothing here, see!"

Bad idea.

I felt the vibrator deep inside me, rumbling and never stopping. I keeled over again, moaning hard. My hand reached up to cover my mouth as the buzz filled me.

"Need some help with that?" He said.

I thought to myself. He was creepy. I moaned again. He did have a dick. He reached out a hand, smiling, waiting for me to decide.

"Okay..." I said, taking his hand, my neediness commanding my body as I was commanding Anna's.

Before we could step away, I felt myself falling. I landed in a stack of books, in the library. In my own body.