Wrong bed

I heard a loud bang, and in less than a second I was somewhere else.

I was on a foreign bedroom. Half naked, and a naked man was in front of me. I thought about running away, but for some reason I felt compelled to stay, I felt compelled to kiss the man. 

I am glad I did, I ended up with my legs spread out on the air, while he pushed his equipment up my pussy. The feeling is indescribably good. I moaned, I begged for more.

Afterwards, we cuddled for a while. Apparently, I was his side dish, his lover. But that wasn’t all bad. He bought me expensive gifts, he spoiled me, and I loved being with him.

I barely remember my previous life, I don’t even know how I ended up in Sarah’s body, but I wouldn’t change this for anything.