Needless to say Iwas taken aback by this, and sitting down on the ground I tried to makesense of things. As I began to think, I could feel my knowledg... andmemory had shifted as well as my body. I still remembered being a guy,but I also had the memories of the body which I was now in, Courtney. Myfamily and upbringing were the same but instead of being a boy, I had thememories of being a girl. That must have been how I knew the girls namein the other bed, the female memories inside of me had. We were soon seated in the corner chatting away and enjoying each other's company. When the DJ finally played some music that could be danced to, I asked her up for a dance."C'mon you will enjoy it" I said to encourage her. "My old feet will do their best to avoid standing on yours".It would have been hard to stand on her toes anyway - she was wearing very high heeled platform shoes which brought her up to nearly my height. Tamara was a very skinny young lady with no curves except for a very. Our combined body heat eventually came to overwhelm us and we had to part. Dad rolled off and his cock slipped out with a wet slurping sound. I felt wide, used, and amazingly good. But most of all, I felt incomplete without him inside me. I turned to face him, propping myself up on my elbow, and ran my hand across his chest. I looked down at his cock, still as rigid as when he first walked into the tent not half an hour earlier. My hand slithered down and I wrapped my fingers around it. He. Necrophilia was the only thing we'd never gotten around to. So now we were going to do the last sexual fantasy left to us. We decided to have our party around six the next evening. Mark wanted to invite a female friend of his who loved to "play dead", to attend the party. The idea turned me on like crazy. To find a woman who was going to be as perverted as a bunch of guys was a real find. I contacted my other buddy and was pleased to learn that he would love to fuck my wife, and it didn't.