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Some part of me was telling me this was odd, but I ignored it, and continued to kiss the other me. It just felt right. It felt too good to be true.
I was kissing myself!
We didn't just kiss either, we went further than that!
As we kissed, and our tongues slid against each other, our arms explored each other's bodies, sending electric tingles down my spine as the other me firmly grabbed my ass when I grabbed his. I never knew how great it felt until then. God I was so turned on by that.
It didn't take long before we stripped down, and admired our identical naked bodies standing besides each other. We then resumed our hot make out session, taking turns sucking on each other's tongue, and pressing our equally firm bodies together. I cant say it didn't feel weird at first, but when I began to feel his cock harden as quickly and as stiffly as mine, I was hooked. Something about the sheer erotic thrill of doing it with myself just kept me going, so when I found my hand moving from caressing my double's firm ass, to gripping his cock, just as I felt his hand grip mine, I didn't pull away. I stroked him slowly, and he did the same.
We exchanged smiles before we kissed deeply, and pressed our tongues against the inner linings of our cheeks as we began to furiously jerk one another off.
We laid back down on the sofa and began to dry hump after that, and I was introduced to the most erotic sensation ever; My own hard cock pressed up against an exact copy of itself, which caused me and other me to moan loudly as we got closer, and closer to our climax.
Once it was clear I was going to pop, quickly pressed my tip firmly against his, and my duplicate did the same. Moments after the twitching began, we cried out loudly in delight as the slimy fluid oozed from the tips of our compressed dickheads.
At that point, I kinda figured that any boundaries between us were effectively gone, so any holding back I was doing fizzled out afterwards.
We took a moment to catch our breath, but didn't let go of each other. We wanted more of each other, so we continued to make out while we rolled over each other, getting our crotches covered in our cum, but we didn't mind. We were far too busy enjoying our writhing bodies on the sofa, exploring the deepest crevasses of our mouths, and intertwining our hairy legs.
Call me weird, but despite what I have done with my other me, my favorite part was when I felt my hairy legs brush against an equally hairy set, and the electric sensation I felt when my feet rubbed hard against an identically rough cold pair, making a swishing sound as I grazed my foot up and down his.
I knew he enjoyed that as much as I did when I felt him smile while we made out voraciously, and he ran his foot up and down mine in response.
Our slimy cocks sliding against each other did come at a close second, as I can't deny how electrifyingly amazing it felt as we used our hands to swirl the silky dickheads around each other.
After I ended up on top, I felt so horny that I couldn't control myself. I broke from the kiss, and began to kiss the other me around the neck, and made my way down my own toned body, avoiding the crotch, and continuing down his hairy legs. When I reached the end, I gripped his ankles, and let my tongue go crazy on his feet. After sucking on his heels, I make sure my tongue got every inch of both slightly salty feet, not missing in between each set of toes. The whole time the other me kept moaning, encouraging me to continue to indulge in my repressed foot fetish.
When I finished, the other me pushed me down, climbed on top of me, and proceeded to kiss me from the neck down, avoiding the crotch. Once he reached the end of my legs, he gripped my ankles, and began to lick the soles of my feet. I moaned loudly in delight when he bit down on my heels before forming a seal to suck on them, and moaned even louder when I felt his warm slimy tongue get every inch of my feet. I nearly came again when he dug his moist tongue in between my toes.
Seriously, having sex with myself was the best decision I've ever made! Only I knew all my needs, and desires.
After he finished, he came back to me, and we let our tongues dance together. I could taste the salty and slightly cheesy flavor of my feet on him.
We pressed together again, and intertwined our legs. It felt amazing rubbing our moist and sticky feet together, do much so that I couldn't help but cum again. Fortunately for me, other me felt the same, judging from the hot juices coming out of him at the same time as I did.
As we kissed and rolled off each other, we grimaced at the mess we made all over ourselves. We both laid there for a few minutes, panting as we tried to catch our breath.
"Oh man..." he said, looking at the white slime all over us.
"Do you want to shower?" I suggested.
"That sounds amazing." He replied.
We stepped in the hot shower together, and wrapped our arms around each other. We pulled one another in, and shared another steamy kiss as our firm bodies pressed together again. We took breaks to actually clean ourselves but it was quite hard to resist my naked image showering beside me.
Once we got out, we only used one towel to dry each other off. We ended up playing swords fights with our dicks more than we did used the towels. Once we got back to the bed, we decided to kick it up a notch. It was clear that we were greatly enjoying what we were doing, and we were quiet comfortable doing things to each other that we decided to do the ultimate in fooling around.
I've never done anything like this before, but seeing how sexy I was in person, it was just irresistible, as if some magnetic force kept driving us to new extremes.
I laid down on the bed, and the other me positioned himself over me, dangling his erect dick and balls over me, just as he was looking down at mine. Feeling anxious, we lunged at the same time. I wrapped my lips around his dick just as he formed a lip seal on mine, sending tingly chills down my spine instantly. We didn't let the slight twitching of our bodies stop us, and so we began to give each other a simultaneous blowjob. This was one of my favorite things we did. For every action I did, he reciprocated it in real time, so I couldn't who was mimicking who, but, I didn't care about that, it just felt other worldly amazing how his tongue burrowed it's way inside my dick as I did the same.
I can't say it tasted all that great, or that it felt all that great having my mouth all other a man's penis like that, but seeing that it was my own penis, it made it more bearable to feel the silky, yet hard texture beneath my tongue. Really I only kept going because it felt freaking amazing having my silky, yet hard skin being caressed by his tongue.
After we stopped felating ourselves, I looked over at my own set of smooth balls and almost instinctively began to suck on them. Just as I expected, the other me did the same.
After we exhausted each other with sexual acts, we dozed off...
The next morning, I was surprised to see the other me still there, and we ended up repeating what we did the night prior.
After a while of me-on-me action, the anger I felt towards my ex faded away.
I didn't need her, or any woman for that matter; all I needed was to love myself, which I did to perhaps an unhealthy extent.
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