Thread: The Swap [JohnD and Sigr]

Thank you Laura said embarrassed, acknowledging Will's compliments about her breasts. It was awkward and shameful, but not as much as she had expected, and it was clear that he liked the view so that was her gift for him. It was nice being appreciated like that, specially made her feel more feminine, a welcome sensation with what was going on with her groin. Laura could felt a warmth inside her, not just the inherent steamy nature of being on their underwear, but also the enveloping familiarity of being with her friend in her room. There was something safe in that, something natural and specially something that she didn't know she missed with their discussions until she got it back in the most unexpected way. Laura couldn't help but smile as her embarrassment faded, not even trying to hide her breasts as she was sitting down on the bed, her grin widening as Will eagerly claimed it was his turn. The sight of a shirtless William was nothing new, and yet the image of seeing him with just white cotton panties and then nothing at all changed the perspective. Laura had looked at, or more exactly occasionally ogled at Will before, just for short moments of weakness from time to time that she wouldn't admit, but what she had in front of her was a totally different thing. Watching him bend over, selecting undergarments, trying them on as he snugly fit them in his body it wasn't just interesting, bizarre or unique. It was also somehow appropriate. Even if she never saw him naked before, Laura had plenty of chances of seeing him in just a swimsuit in the past, as did he, and even if one chose a demure model, wet and stuck swimsuits didn't leave much to the imagination. Somehow, seeing him look at his new body on the mirror, pose for her... it felt natural. Will's lean and athletic body was a smooth surface, his curves light and unpronounced, so for a moment Laura thought that her discrete pussy looked fitting on him. The idea made her eyes widen, and soon Laura wanted to cast it out her mind, but it took root there and soon caused the mirror image of it start to form in her brain, as much as she didn't want it. She was the one with the perky breasts, luscious lips, ridiculous waist to hip ratio and a more than generous ass, so maybe it was fitting that Laura had that obscene thing between her legs? Laura took a sharp breath, feeling uncomfortable about thinking of Will and her like that, so she tried to focus on what was going on instead of the mostly unvisited depraved corners of her own mind. In front of her, so close that she could just reach out and grab it was Will's tight butt framed by a black lace thong she had picked herself. Laura's gulping sound was audible just before Will himself gave her permission to touch, permission to do what she wanted, even if Laura herself didn't know what she wanted to do. Let... let me see the front... how it fits... Laura asked, her throat dry. Once Will turned, she reached around his narrow hips, both hands landing on his tight and strong ass cheeks, pulling him closer as she admired what the thong did for his figure. You do look amaz-fuck! Laura praised, but before she could even voice the whole sentence, her hands abandoned Will's form and she leaned back like she had seen a venomous snake, her breasts jiggling in the process before steading in their proud position. Will could see that Laura's blue eyes were no longer attached to him, but staring at the mighty bulge on her loose boxers, unable to even react to it.