5 comments/ 120412 views/ 43 favorites Switching Bodies with My Sis Ch. 01 By: ALotInCommon I was sitting on the couch watching TV when my twin sister, Britney, came bouncing into the living room. Britney was absolutely gorgeous. She was pretty short at 5'2. She had long brown hair with blonde highlights in it. Her skin was nice and tan (partly from the sun, partly from the tanning bed). We were both 18 years old and finishing up our senior year in high school. Britney played volleyball for the varsity team, and had the body to match. She had thick thighs and a big juicy ass. But all the training and working out kept her tummy nice and toned. She also had a huge pair of amazing DD tits that she had to keep in a specially made sports bra when she was playing sports or working out. Britney got right in front of the couch blocking my view of the TV. She had on a black pair of super tight leggings that showed off every bit of her curves. The leggings were very thin and sheer, and I could see a pink triangle of light shining through the crotch area, which was obviously one of her sexy little pink thongs. On top, she had on a tight neon green tank top that showed an incredible amount of cleavage. The top of her lacy neon-pink bra cups were peeking out from the top of the tank-top. Her huge boobs looked like they were bursting to break free from their restraints. She looked so fucking sexy. I felt my cock get hard in my jeans. Good thing I had a pillow over my lap so she wouldn't notice. She stood their staring at me with her hands on her hips. "Are you evening listening to me bro?" "huh?" I responded. I was too busy focusing on her incredible body to hear what she had just said. "I said I'm about to head out. Do you need anything before I go." It was Spring Break. My parents were out of town all week visiting my grandparents. My sister was going on Spring break to Daytona Beach with some of her highschool friends. She and her super hot friends were gonna spend the whole week laying out in the sun in their skimpy little bikinis, getting drunk, and partying in the clubs. Even though they were only 18, my sister and her friends never got carded. What idiot bouncer would turn away a sexy girl like my sister with huge tits like that? They'd spend every night that week in their little micro dresses that barely covered their asses, grinding their butts against the hard cocks of a bunch of drunk and horny frat boys. Daytona Beach didn't sound like it would be quite as fun for me. Being a guy, I got carded everywhere, and I didn't have a fake ID. So I convinced my parents to let me stay home alone, where I could hang out with my friends and just chill out for a week. Id have the house to myself. "Nah, I think I'm good." I said. "Have fun!" "Thanks" she said. "I'd say the same to you, but I don't how you could possibly have fun laying around the house all day." I have a couple of ideas on how to pass the time, I thought to myself. Then, a car horn honked from outside. Her hot friend, Allison, who was driving them all down to Florida, was here to pick up my sister. Britney giggled with excitement, spun around, and headed to the door where her suitcases were. Her ass looked unbelievable in the leggings. When she bent down to pick up her bags, her tank top ran up her back a little bit. The whale tail of my sister's sexy pink thong had come out the back of the leggings and was fully exposed. I could see the tiny little strings of the thong gripping her sexy tanned hips on both sides. My cock was throbbing painfully in my jeans. Moments later, Britney grabbed her bags, ran outside, and closed the door. Then, Silence. I was home alone. I knew exactly what I wanted to do first. I ran to the bathroom that my sister and I share and went straight for the little closet where we keep the laundry hamper I opened the door, got down on my knees and started sifting through the dirty laundry. It didn't take me long to find exactly what I was looking for. I pulled out one of my sister's dirty, crumpled little thongs. The sides were made out of a very thin light blue lace, probably about an inch thick. The main part that covered her ass and pussy was white. Well, at least it used to be. It was hard to imagine something so small being wedged up my beautiful sister's thick juicy ass all day. I brought the panties closer to my face for a better inspection. I could already smell the pungent scent before even bringing it to my nose. . It smelled like a beautiful mixture of sweat, pee, and her delicious pussy. The panties were still damp in my hands. This must have been the pair she wore all day during her volleyball practice. She didn't get home from practice till late last night, and I didn't hear her take a shower until this morning (I pay attention to this kinda thing because I know there will almost always be a fresh pair of panties to sniff after her shower). That means, she probably wore this dirty, sweaty little thong while she slept all night as well. Just thinking about the dirty, stained little panties wedged in between her sexy ass cheeks all night made me want to explode. I hadn't even realized that I had been aggressively rubbing my steel hard cock over my jeans. Still crouching over the dirty laundry basket in a catchers position, I unzipped my pants and pulled out my hard dick, which was already oozing with precum. I began to jerk it with my left hand, as I help her soiled panties in my right hand. I turned the thong inside out and looked inside. The gusset had a dark yellow stain in it, where my sister must have peed herself a little bit. During those long volleyball practices, there often isn't time to go to the bathroom, so it isn't uncommon for the girls to let loose a little of their hot pee into their little thongs underneath their tight spandex volleyball shorts. On top of the yellow pee stain, there was a white crusty looking stain. That must have been the discharge that leaked out of my sister's pussy as she slept. Or maybe she had masturbated in her panties at some point last night? I could only guess. I then looked back at the tiny little thong string that would have been resting against her sweaty asshole all day. It was stained a faint brown color. While continually stroking my hard dick, I brought the soiled, damp panties to my nose and inhaled. God, the smell was unbelievable. I could smell all the sweat, and pee, and pussy juice that had poured into the flimsy little panties that she wore for almost an entire day without changing. I could smell her dirty, unwashed asshole. I just thought about how sexy she must have looked last night when she got home, sliding off her tight black volleyball shorts in front of the mirror, till she was only standing in these little blue and white panties. How sexy the thong must have looked stretched around her thick, tan hips. How the panties were so small, that she must have had a camel toe in the front. How with every movement she made, she could feel the back of the thong string pressing up against her dirty, smelly, unwashed asshole. What did she do when she saw herself in the mirror? I mean, she was absolutely, stunningly beautiful. Did she get turned on just by looking at herself? I certainly would. How could she not? When she let her massive, DD tits out of her sexy little bras, and let her breasts hang down in front of her, did she feel compelled to give them a little squeeze? To play with her hard erect nipples? How could she resist constantly sliding her hand down her tan tummy and into the waistband of her tiny, dirty little thong? How could she resist sliding her finger into the wet folds of her tiny little pussy? Or rubbing her finger around on her little clit? God, I would do anything to be my sister for a day. To have my brain, but be inside her body. I wouldn't stop touching myself for a second. I would love nothing more than to just feel every inch of my sexy, juicy, gorgeous teenage body. Would I ever stop masturbating? Feeling my tits? Sniffing my own panties? Probably not. Just the thought of being my sister for a day was getting me more and more turned on. I was jerking my cock aggressively while shoving her dirty little thong into my nose. How was she not constantly aroused? She always wore the sluttiest little outfits that got a lot of attention from men of all ages. She had to know that guys were looking, right? Did she get turned on knowing her teachers were constantly trying to sneak a peak at her panties up her skirt while she was in class? Did she love the feeling of a hard frat boys cock pressing up against her tight-dress, thong-clad ass when she was dancing in the clubs, covered in sweat? Did she have any idea that her brother would listen outside her bathroom door while she was taking a piss, hoping that she wouldn't wipe properly so that some of her pee would end up in her panties that he would be sniffing and jerking off too later? I wanted to be my sister so damn bad! Even if it was just for a day. The dirty panties, the smell, my imagination. It all became too much for me to handle. I was gonna cum. I could feel a massive orgasm approaching. I was still crouching over the laundry basket like a catcher behind home plate. I took one final whiff of the soiled, stained little thong, and then I Started to cum. It was the biggest, most intense orgasm of my life. Thoughts of being in my sister's body were swirling around in my head. The force of the orgasm was so strong, that it made me lose my balance, and fall backwards hard, slamming the back of my head against the hard bathroom tile. Then, everything went black. I woke up the next day with a head-splitting headache. I kept my eyes closed, because my head was hurting too much to even open them. I felt soft sheets underneath my body and warm blanket on top. Without being fully conscious, I might have taken myself to bed. That was good. Even though no one was home, I'm glad I didn't spend the night on my bathroom floor with my sisters dirty thong on my nose, my dick out, and my body covered in my cold sticky cum. But something wasn't right. I couldn't put my finger on it. And then I realized, it was the smell. This did not smell like my room. It smelled totally different. It smelled, well...girly. I could smell female perfume, and female shampoo. Not overpowering. Just that smell that seems to exist in all girls' rooms. A smell that is something that definitely does not belong to a boy's room. Where the hell was I? I opened my eyes and looked up. I was staring at a white ceiling. This was odd, because the ceiling in my room is light blue. I definitely wasn't in my room. So where was I? All of a sudden, I heard a ruffling of sheets next to me that that startled me and made my hear start racing. Someone was in this bed with me! But who! Nervously, I turned my head to the right, and looked over to see who was next to me. Lying next to me, with her back towards me, was a girl sleeping on her side. What the fuck?! Who the hell was she? Where the hell am I? The girl had long blonde hair. She was wearing a tight blue shirt that only came up about halfway up her back. She had pushed the blanket down to about her thighs, so her ass was fully exposed to me. She must have been hot under the blanket, cause there were beads of sweat all along the girls lower back and ass. And what an ass it was! Two perfectly round but cheeks were laying just inches from me. The mystery girl was wearing a tiny black thong that completely disappeared into the crack of her ass. I looked up above the triangle of the little black thong, and saw a tattoo on the girl's lower back. The tattoo was of a little blue dolphin. Wait a second. I know this tattoo. My sister's super hot friend, Allison, has the same tattoo. I know it because every time she bent over in front of me, I would stare at her ass and try to see if her thong was sticking out over her pants. I've stared at that little blue dolphin hundreds of time. Once I recognized the tattoo, I started to relax and my heart beat started to slow down. I knew what was going on! I was dreaming! That hit on the head must have really knocked me out. And since the last thing I was doing before going unconscious was sniffing my twin sisters dirty, soiled thong, it was natural that my dreams would be perverted in nature. Well, since I was dreaming, I might as well have some fun. I reached out to touch one of the beautiful tanned ass cheeks in front of me. It felt so warm and soft to my touch. And it felt so real! Still not fully awake, Allison reached her hand behind her and lightly swatted my hand away. Hey! This was my dream! I could touch anything I wanted. I brought my finger to the top of the triangle of Allison's sexy black thong. And started tracing downward. I had just slid my index finger into the top of Allison's ass crack, when Allison quickly turned around, looked me in the eye, and yelled "Britney! Stop fucking around! I'm trying to sleep!" With that, she turned back around. I was frozen. What the fuck?! Did she just call me Britney? My heart started racing again and I started to panic. But this is a dream, isn't it? I pinched myself, hoping to wake up. Nothing happened. I pinched myself again, a lot harder this time, to the point I was almost drawing blood. My nails felt so sharp in my skin. But wait a minute; my nails aren't long to hurt like that. I sat up in bed and looked at my hands. Except, they werent my hands. They were small, and tanned, and soft. They felt like hands that had been moisturized every day with good smelling lotions. I never moisturized my hands! And my nails weren't my nails. Instead, my nails were long, and well manicured. They were painted pink! The blanket was still pulled up to my chin at this point. And I knew what I had to do next Looking down, I slowly started to pull the blanket down. The first thing that came into my view was an amazing shot of cleavage. I was staring down into two huge, tan, round breasts shoved into a pink, lacy bra. My mind was racing. My heart was being a thousand beats a second. I kept pulling the blanket down. The next thing I saw was a toned, tan, girly tummy. But I wasn't done yet. I finally pulled the blanket down past my hips. All of a sudden, I was staring down at a tiny, lacy, pink thong that was hugging my girlish hips. Instead of seeing the cock that I usually see when I look down in that area, I just saw a smooth, panty covered mound. And I recognized those panties. I had seen those panties hundreds of times. Not just seen them. I had held those panties, smelled them, rubbed them around my cock, jerked off into them, even tried them on a couple of times. Those were my sister Britney's panties! And this was her body. The hit on my head had done more than just make me go unconscious! I had switched bodies with my sister! To be continued... Switching Bodies with My Sis Ch. 02 NOTE: This story is not about scat. However, there are references to human waste in it. If this is not your thing, stop reading now. Enjoy! * "HOLY SHIT!" I screamed out loud. I sat up fully in bed. The reality of what had happened had just set in. I had switched bodies with my sister Britney. My male brain, and all my male thoughts, were still there. However, I was now inside the body of my smoking hot, curvaceous, teenage sister. And at this moment, I was laying in bed next to her super hot friend, Allison, wearing nothing but a bra and a tiny little thong. But at that moment, I was freaking the fuck out. "Haha, Oh my god Britney you are so annoying!" Allison said, in a voice of mock frustration. Then, Allison, rolled over, sat up, and proceeded to climb over me until she was straddling me in bed. I could feel her warm, panty covered crotch rubbing against my own thong-clad pussy. "If you don't go back to sleep I'm gonna make you go to sleep!" she said jokingly. She then playfully started to try and push me back down on the bed. As I felt myself falling backwards, I grabbed her soft tanned hips to brace myself. This apparently was very ticklish to Allison, who immediately started giggling and squirming around on top of me. The next thing I knew, me and my sisters smoking hot friend were in the middle of a full-blown tickle fight. As she squirmed, Allison kept grinding her hot little pussy into mine (or my sister's....however you want to look at it.) As the play fight continued, my panic started to drift away, and was replaced by another emotion....horniness. The benefits of my situation were finally starting to dawn on me, and I was getting really turned on. Now obviously, my usual signs of horniness (an erection), were not there, but I did feel a tingling sensation in my crotch that I had never felt before. Probably because I had never had a clit before. But with Allison grinding her pussy on top of my clit, I was starting to get really excited. I could feel the little piece of cloth wedged up against my pussy starting to get wet as I felt juices flowing into it. Allison looked so sexy wriggling around on top of me. Her blonde hair was flying around everywhere. She clearly wasn't wearing a bra under her thin, blue t-shirt. I could clearly see her breasts jiggle through the material and her nipples were poking out of the fabric prominently. Her breasts were C cups, smaller than my sister's massive DD tits, but still amazing looking. During the tickling, I was rubbing my hands all over her sexy hips and stomach. Her skin felt so warm and smooth to my touch. I also loved the smell. Normally when I'm around girls, they've showered recently and put on perfume. But now, I was smelling the scent of two girls who had probably been partying and sweating all night in the club, and then went to sleep without showering. I could smell the sweat clinging to our bodies, and also just the natural scent of a girl that can be so intoxicating. I continued to tickle her and she thrashed around violently. "Haha. I'm gonna pee my panties if you don't stop!" she squealed. Then she leaned forward and layed her chest against mine, trying to protect herself from my tickling fingers. So there I was, laying on my back, with Allison straddling my crotch and laying her chest against mine. I finally stopped the tickling and we just laid there for a moment. Allison sighed, clearly happy that the attack was over. My hands were just laying awkwardly at my sides, so I decided to bring them up and wrap them around Allison's back, in a sort of embrace. I half expected she would react badly, and think it was weird that I was hugging her in such an intimate way. But I guess girls are just different like that. It's not weird for them to touch each other like that and press their bodies so close to each other. There's no way I would do anything like that with any of my guy friends. After a moment of Allison resting on my chest, she brought her head up, so that her face was about an inch away from mine. And we looked into each other eyes. I was staring at her baby blue eyes. She looked so beautiful without any makeup. She had a big, happy smile on her face as she gazed at me. Her lips looked so luscious and beautiful. I so badly wanted to lean in and kiss her, and thought about doing so. But just then, Allison said, "Ok bitch! Were on Spring Break! Lets go get our tan on!" And with that, she pushed up off me, dismounted me, and hopped off the bed and ran into the bathroom to go get ready. I watched her amazing ass cheeks jiggle in that tiny black thong as she hopped away. Man, this is intense. I can't believe I really switched bodies with my sister. Its something I had always fantasized about, but I still was having a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that it was actually happening. The possibilities seemed endless, and I began to think of all the things I had always wished I could do if I could be inside a girl's body for a day. However, my daydreaming was interrupted by the sound of a rush of liquid hitting water. It took me a moment to realize what was going on. I looked over at the bathroom door, and saw that it was slightly ajar. I recognized the sound after a couple of seconds. Oh my god. Allison is pissing right now. I don't know why, but I was always extremely aroused by the image of a sexy girl peeing. Something about someone so beautiful doing something so dirty was a huge turn on for me. I desperately wanted to see Allison doing it in person. One time before, when Allison had been staying over at our house with my sister, I walked in on her taking a piss. She immediately screamed at me and told me to get out. The image of her pissing had stayed in my head for a long time, and helped me achieve many orgasms during my jerk off sessions. There was no way normal me could walk in on Allison and actually get to stay in the bathroom and watch. But this wasn't normal me. I was Britney. Allison's best girlfriend. I remembered how Allison hadn't even flinched when I wrapped my arms around her when she was laying on top of me. Things were just different for girls. Maybe I really could just walk in the bathroom while Allison was in there. Girls seemed to always be going to the bathroom together. Why not? I slid to the edge of the bed and stood up. The first thing I noticed was the weight of my breasts. They felt very heavy and almost made me topple forward before I was able to balance myself. Man, is this what its like for Britney all the time? I'm impressed she doesn't slouch forward all the time. In just my bra and panties, I walked slowly to the bathroom door. I could feel the tiny string of my pink thong wedged up my ass, pressing against my (my sister's) tight little asshole. I had felt the feeling before on the few occasions that I had actually tried on my sister's panties. Now, like then, the feeling was very erotic. How could Britney not be turned on all the time while she was wearing these flimsy little thongs? When I got to the bathroom door, I could hear the stream of Allison's pee much louder. She was peeing for a long time. She must have drank a lot the night before. I took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and walked in. I was expecting to hear Allison's scream or yell, but it never happened. I took a step into the bathroom and saw Allison sitting on the toilet. She didn't even look up. She had her phone in her hands and was busy texting or playing a game or whatever. I just stared at her for a second. She looked so unbelievably sexy. Her beautiful, juicy, tan ass was sitting on the toilet seat. Her thick, smooth thighs looked amazing. Her tiny little black panties were bunched up around her ankles. Then, I looked directly at her pussy. It was fully exposed to me. I could see the hot yellow piss shooting out of it into the toilet bowl. I could see that Allison was completely shaved except for a small tuft of blonde pubic hair right above the hood covering her clit. I was so turned on. If it had been normal me, I would have had a rock hard boner at this point. But again, I wasn't me. I was Britney. And instead of an erection, I felt my tiny little thong flood with pussy juices. I wanted to masturbate so badly. I had obviously never masturbated as a female before, and I couldn't do it right this moment, but I knew that I would be doing it soon enough, and often. I walked over to the shower and was about to turn the faucet on when Allison said: "Why bother taking a shower now? We're just gonna be laying on the beach getting sweaty all day anyway and going in and out of the ocean. Let's just wait till tonight to shower before we go out to the clubs." Mmmm. After a long night of clubbing and several hours of sleeping, I'm sure both of us could use a shower. We were probably covered with sweat. It turned me on even more knowing wed be out in public all day with dirty, unwashed bodies. I decided to go to the sink and brush my teeth. When I got to the sink, I froze. There was a mirror above the sink and I could see myself for the first time. I was staring directly at my beautiful, sexy sister Britney. Of course, I was really staring at myself. I had never had an opportunity like this before. Clearly, I had never been able to just stare at my sister for as long as I wanted as she stood in just a bra and panties. But even when she was fully clothed, I could never just stare. It would have creped her out. But today, I could stare as long as I wanted. And that's what I did. I looked directly at my (Britney's) heaving chest. Her tits looked amazing. They were so big, they were almost overflowing from the pink bra. Man, I wish I could see those nipples. Wait. These are my nipples. Of course I can see them. By this point, I had figured out that appropriate behavior amongst girls is vastly different then it is amongst boys. Knowing wed be changing into our bikinis anyway, I reached behind and unhooked the pink bra I was wearing (after a bit of difficulty....I had never unhooked a bra while wearing it before.). When it was unhooked, I slid the straps off the shoulders and removed the bra. I just stared. Britney's nipples were incredible. They were a dark brown color, and about the size of a silver dollar. I was incredibly horny, so my nipples were standing at full attention. They looked delicious. I wanted to rub them so badly. But standing naked in front of a girlfriend is one thing. Rubbing your own breasts in front of her is another. So I restrained myself. At that point, I realized the pissing sound coming from Allison had stopped. But she was still on the toilet. Just then, I heard a tiny little fart sound come from Allison. She didn't even look up. Her eyes were glued to the phone. Oh my god, was Allison about to take a morning shit? My question was answered soon enough. After a few more tiny farts and a soft grunt, I heard the sound of what must have been Allison's shit hitting the toilet water. The smell began to immediately invade my nostrils. This was so incredibly hot to me. Again, something about such a beautiful girl doing such a filthy, disgusting act was such a turn on. An ugly woman or a guy shitting would be repulsive to me. But seeing Allison do it made my already soaked panties get even wetter. I just stood there, topless, breathing in the scent of Allison's ass. Then, after a moment, Allison started to grab some toilet paper and begin wiping herself clean. After each wipe, she would inspect the paper to see her progress. I could see the brown stains on the white paper and she wiped. Finally, she was finished. However, instead of pulling up her panties, she stepped out of them and walked over to the shower where her bikini was hanging on the bar that holds up the shower curtain. She was completely naked from the waist down. Then, she grabbed her tiny blue t-shirt at the sides, and lifted it up over her head. I was standing at the sink, where I had gotten my (Britney's) toothbrush out and had started putting toothpaste on it. Through the reflection in the mirror, I could see Allison's completely naked body. She was taller me, probably abut 5'7 inches. Her hair was very blonde, in contrast to my (Britney's) brown hair. As I mentioned before, her boobs were smaller than mine, but still a delightful C cup. Her thighs and ass were also slimmer than mine, but still curvaceous. I had dreamed of seeing Allison naked from the moment I met her. And now my dream was coming true. Id be jerking my dick off so hard....if I was in my real body that is. My pussy was on fire, just begging to be touched. I saw Allison grab her bright yellow bikini top, pull it over her head, and start tying it in the back. She then adjusted the cups so her boobs were fully covered. Next, she grabbed her yellow bikini bottoms, and bent forward as she stepped into them. When she leaned forward, I had a perfect view of her delicious teenage ass. Her cheeks parted a bit, and I could just barely make out Allison's cute, freshly wiped asshole. All I wanted to do was get down on my knees behind her, and sniff and lick her tiny little butthole. Allison finished pulling up her bikini bottoms. They were tight on her, and hugged her ass perfectly. There was plenty of butt cheek showing from the sides. Then, Allison started crossing the bathroom towards the door. "Hurry up and change Britney! I want to get a good spot at the beach." And with that, she walked out into the main room of our hotel suite. She really thought I was Britney. And why wouldn't she? I mean, I was in Britney's body. Even if she thought I was acting a little strange, no one would ever guess in their wildest dreams that their friend had switched bodies with their brother over night. That would be insane! I finished brushing my teeth and took a second to process what I had just seen. Allison, my sisters smoking hot best friend, had just pissed, shit, stripped naked, and changed into a bikini in front of me. It was the single most amazing thing I had ever seen. And yet, it could not have appeared more normal to Allison. She must have done that exact same thing hundreds of times before in front of Britney. I was realizing that this body-switch was the best thing that's ever happened to me. Not wanting to keep Allison waiting, I decided to change into my bikini. I hooked my fingers into the sides of my little thong, and began pulling it down my thighs. The part that was touching my pussy didn't come down right away, but instead was a little bit stuck inside my wet pussy. I finally managed to get the panties all the way down and step out of them. Now, I've had opportunities to sniff Britney's panties pretty soon after she took them off. But I've never had an opportunity to smell them when they were this fresh! I slowly brought the tiny pink thong to eye level. They wreaked of sweat and piss. There was a dark yellow stain in the gusset. Britney must have peed in them a little while she was dancing at the club last night. Or maybe let a little loose last night. I brought the flimsy thong to my lips and stuck out my tongue. I tasted the hot piss stain. It tasted sooo good. I looked at the little string that had been up my (Britney's) ass for several hours, and saw that it was strained brown, just like the thong I had been sniffing right before I hit my head on the floor. All the sweating and grinding last night must have caused a little of Britney's ass juice to leak into her thong. I smelled the thong string and inhaled deeply. Britney's dirty little asshole smelled amazing. Normally, I wouldn't have parted with this prize for anything in the world. But today, I wasn't just fantasizing about my sister. I was my sister. And there were too many opportunities available for me to waste my day sniffing her panties in a hotel bathroom. I grabbed the bright green bikini top that was hanging in the shower. I had never put on a bikini top before. The cups looked huge. After a little trial and error, I managed to tie on the top and looked at myself in the mirror. I had spied on Britney wearing this top as she laid out by her pool before. But I was getting an up-close and personal look at it today, and it looked amazing. The tits were barely contained in the skimpy little bikini top. One jump in the air and they'd definitely fall out. She must get the stares of every guy on the beach when she wears this thing. Then, I grabbed the matching green bikini bottoms. I stepped into them, and pulled them up just past my ankles, when I felt something inside me. Oh man. I need to pee. I assume Britney had drunk about the same as Allison last night, but I hadn't peed yet today (except for a little bit in my dirty thong). I had often fantasized about Britney peeing. But now I was gonna get the chance to pee as Britney myself! With the bikini bottom still around my ankles, I shuffled over to the toilet and sat down. I spread my legs a bit, and then let loose. Hot, smelly pee began shooting out of my pussy. The feeling was amazing. Obviously, when I'm a guy, I don't get turned on while I pee. But I was Britney today. And I was staring down at my smooth, neatly shaven pussy as hot yellow pee shot out of it. The pee was shooting out so hard that it was spraying against my slit, and the feeling drove me crazy. I had to get some relief. I slid my hand down my tummy until it reached my hot little clit, just centimeters above the torrent of pee. As soon as my finger made contact with my clit, I nearly had an orgasm right then and there. The feeling was amazing. I had masturbated countless times. But nothing felt as good as when I touched my clit for the first time. It was an incredible feeling. I began to rub my fingers in small circles around my clit. It felt so good. As I did, my hand accidentally got in the way of my pee stream. It surprised me at first. I brought my piss-covered hand up to my face. I could see the little droplets of pee dripping off it. I brought it to my nose. The smell was intoxicating. I had smelled the pee from Britney's panties before. But never her free pee right out of her pussy. I then brought my finger to my mouth and tasted it. The pee tasted so good. As I continued to piss, I brought hand back down to my clit, and began to rub it in little circles, faster and faster. After only a couple of seconds, I felt the orgasm coming. My first female orgasm. Piss was still dripping out of my pussy and spraying onto my thighs and ass cheeks as I came. I can barely describe the feeling it. It felt like 10 of the best cock orgasms I had ever had, all rolled into one. Jesus! How do girls get anything done! How are they not just constantly fucking or fingering themselves? Maybe they can't appreciate it because that's what they're used to. But I certainly could. I sat there with my bikini bottom around my ankles, pee droplets still falling off my skin, and piss and girl cum covering my hand. I couldn't move for a minute. I was just breathing and letting the afterglow of the orgasm wash over me. "Britney seriously lets go! All the good spots are gonna be taken!" I heard Allison yell from the bedroom. I then reached over to the toilet paper to begin wiping my piss-covered pussy. But then I stopped. Every time I listened in on Britney or one of her friends peeing, I always hoped that they'd not wipe afterward. The idea of these beautiful little sluts walking around all day, very put together, with pee in their panties was so fucking hot to me. So instead of wiping, I just stood up, and pulled up the bikini bottoms. I could feel the pee droplets seeping into the material. Because of the material they're made of, the outside of my bikini bottom wouldn't show any stains. I felt so dirty and naughty wearing the pissed stained bikini bottoms. Switching Bodies with My Sis Ch. 02 Then, I walked out of the bathroom door. I saw Allison sitting on the edge of the bed in just her yellow bikini. She was put on some flip-flops, her sunglasses were on her head, and she had her big purse hanging form her shoulder. "Finally," she said. "Are you ready to go?" It took me a second to realize that this is all we were gonna be wearing as we walked out of the hotel room to get to the beach which was just a block or two down the road. I felt so exposed. We, as men, have become a little jaded about bikinis, I realized. When we see a curvaceous girl in a skimpy bikini, we find it extremely hot, but not necessarily out of the ordinary. But we don't realize how little they're actually wearing. When we go to the beach, we're wearing board shorts. Sure our tops are exposed, but we don't have boobs, so it doesn't matter. As I stood there in just my little green bikini that barely contained my massive tits and showed off a lot of my juicy butt cheeks, I suddenly felt very exposed. I was practically naked! A little too much movement and my tits would be falling out of my top. I can't believe girls actually walk around like that! I was starting to feel really embarrassed. But then I realized, I'm fucking hot. I mean, Britney's really hot that is. Sure, Id feel like a weirdo if I walked around in a bikini as a guy. But Britney was total fucking babe! She had big tits and a great ass. She was in great shape. She had absolutely nothing to be ashamed about. Guys fell over backwards trying to check out her body. When I realized how fucking sexy I would look walking down the beach in this bikini, I started to get really excited. I'm not gay at all. I've never had a sexual thought about a guy. I've never had a desire to cross-dress (except for occasionally putting on my sisters dirty thongs). But I was getting turned on thinking about all those guys ogling my tits in ass in this little bikini. How some guys would probably get hard just by seeing me in this little outfit. How some guys would probably go back to their hotels later and jerk off thinking about. I could my pussy juices start to leak again into my bikini bottoms. I grabbed my (Britney's) purse and swung it over my shoulder. I put on my flop flops and grabbed my sunglasses off the dresser. I could feel my hard nipples pushing against the thin fabric of my bikini bottom. "Ready!" I said to Allison with a smile. Today was going to be interesting. To be continued...