Samantha knew that this boy's body was hormonal, fit, and virile enough to have enough energy for her to make her move on the incoming Claire later that afternoon. For now though, Samantha had plans to shoot her shot with some of the attractive girls that were already here. While one hundred percent identifying as female and a lesbian, Samantha could not deny the kink of having a fling with straight girls. Unfortunately, she had had mixed results while shooting her shot as her own lesbian self. Sure, she'd had plenty of playful makeouts at bars with drunk college girls, but most of the time they were just doing it to be spontaneous or to put on a show for their boyfriends that were egging them on. But at the end of the day, it was rare for a straight girl to actually go home with Samantha for a night of girl on girl pleasure.
But these occasional trips into a male body gave Samantha a vacation of sorts. Even though she preferred the pleasure she felt either in her own body or in the body of another girl, there was something truly erotic about being able to get a clearly straight girl to join her in the bedroom--using her temporary male identity to pleasure her object of desire and even fill them with her borrowed manhood.
"Oh shit, looks like this fella is ready for action," Samantha mused aloud as her daydream made her host's cock start to engorge and tent his swim trunks.
Samantha quickly made sure no one was looking and then adjusted the boy's erection so it was sort of trapped and concealed by the waistband of his swimmer shorts. A gust of wind would reveal the hard cock she was hiding, but thankfully it was barely even breezy that day and she was able to, for the most part, hide her sexual excitement.
Samantha checked the boy's phone, getting a subtle satisfaction as his Face ID scanned her host and unlocked his entire digital world for her. She opened his instagram and facebook, learning the basics of the life she'd be borrowing at least for the rest of that day. Turns out the boy is in fact 16, but his 17th birthday was coming up next month. He's also something of a star lacrosse player.
Definitely explains this fit body she noted as she learned that the boy, Derek, was even the varsity star of his team--a shoe- in to be the next captain of the team despite only being a junior in high school.
"Not a bad body for the rest of the day, maybe even the rest of the weekend," Samantha noted as she rubbed the lean, rippled abs and already defined pecs of Derek's torso.
"Hey Mom. Dad. Claire and her family just arrived at their hotel," Samantha lied. "Do you mind if I go hang out with them for a bit?"
"Not at all, Sweetie," Derek's mom replied. "Go have fun, and let Claire and her folks know they're more than welcome to join us for dinner tonight."
Derek's dad took Samantha aside, giving his boy a pat on the back as he told him to be careful before subtly handing Derek a condom. "Believe it or not, but I was young once. I know being stuck with your family can be boring, but just make sure you're careful if things escalate with you and Claire."
Samantha assured him she would make good choices before departing, smirking mischievously as she put the condom in Derek's back pocket, having no intention of using it.
She was now free, having wandered far enough from Derek's family that they were totally out of sight. It was high noon, and she had a few hours to enjoy before making her move on Claire.
Who caught Samantha's attention?