Nightly Possessions

Sometimes, when Eddy’s parents thought he was asleep, Eddy would possess his mother, Janet, to have some fun with his father, Mike. 

With a thought, Eddy would slip into his mother's body, experiencing her every sensation as she lay in the warmth of the bed. He reveled in the softness of her skin, the scent of her perfume, and the gentle rise and fall of her chest.

He loved the feeling of being a woman. 

It never failed to amuse Eddy how easily he could inhabit his mother's persona, as if it were an old pair of shoes he had worn dozens of times before. With a simple thought, the familiar sensation of Janet's consciousness flooded his mind, blending seamlessly with his own.

“Hey, babe,” he cooed, “I’m sooo horny for you.”

Mike grinned, unaware that his beautiful wife was possessed by their teenage son.

As they kissed, Eddy savored the feel of his father's lips on his mother's. Janet's body responded to his father's advances, causing him to moan softly as he trailed his hands over her skin.

The room was filled with the sound of their lovemaking, each moan and whisper driving Eddy deeper into the fantasy. He felt the warmth of his father's body pressed against his mother's, the sweat of their entwined bodies slicking their skin together. He could feel Mike's strong hands gripping his breasts as he thrust inside Janet, his intimate actions drawing Eddy further into the sexual game.

Eddy watched through his mother's eyes as Mike's expression became one of intense pleasure, his eyes locked onto Janet's.

With a final, desperate groan, Mike thrust into Janet one last time before releasing a rush of warmth deep inside her. Eddy felt a wave of sensation ripple through him, and he knew that his father had reached his peak.