Something Within Me – A Halloween Story by The_Technician

Introduction:

Philip Westmont has samhainophobia, the fear of Halloween. So he spends Halloween in his bed, cowering in fear while his flat mates go out to a very interesting Halloween Party. They come back the next morning to tell him all about their adventures.WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life.

All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century.

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Philip Westmont woke groggily to the sound of his room mates running up the steps to their second floor flat. As usual when he awoke on All Saint’s Day, his body was covered in sweat and who knows what else. He pulled the sheet tightly up to his armpits and waited for them to burst into his room.

The three of them were still more than slightly drunk. William– known to everyone as Billie– was dressed in what had been a Spiderman costume. The gloves and head covering were gone and there were tears in both the tight-fitting top and bottom. The boot covers were also gone and his black boots looked out of place with the blue legs. He pulled the desk chair over to the bed and turned it around so he could sit with his arms crossed on the top of the back. “I assume,” he began “that our resident samhainophobic spent Halloween night cowering in your room again this year.” He paused and then continued, “You really have to get over your fear. You missed the greatest Halloween party ever.”

Philip never went out on Halloween. On Halloween night, he wouldn’t come to the door if someone called on him. He wouldn’t even look out his windows. Instead he stayed in his room with the shades drawn, apparently too frightened to even get out of bed. When pressed, he would say, “There is something within me that won’t let me do anything on Halloween.”

Since it was his only peculiarity and he was otherwise a great flat mate, Billie, Juan, and John tolerated it. But each of the four years that they had shared a flat together, they had pestered him to go out with them to one Halloween party or the other. When he refused, they would go without him and then come back to regale him with tales of debauchery. This year was no exception.

Billie’s round face was flushed slightly red and he had that continuous silly grin he got when he had too much to drink. Juan and John, with their darker skin, didn’t flush with drink, but you could tell when they had gone over their limit because they started sounding more and more like their mother. They were twins. Their father, John, was Anglo. Their mother, Juanita, was Hispanic and had a slight Spanish overlay to her speech. John and Juanita had agreed to name their first boy John, but when twins were unexpectedly born, the doctor asked what to name them. John said, “John,” and Juanita said, “Juan”– also meaning John. The doctor replied “John and Juan it is,” and that is what they were named.

Their costumes consisted of red sweatshirts, red pants, and red running shoes. On the front of John’s sweatshirt was a large white circle. In the center of the circle it said, “Thing 1.” In the center of Juan’s circle it said, “Cosa 2″

“You would not believe this party,” John said.

Juan continued John’s thought as he often did, “It was the third party we stopped at and we almost left.”

“Then SHE arrived,” John said, letting out a deep sigh.

“She was dressed as a Gypsy in gauzy harem pants and a bunch of scarves that were wound loosely around her upper body,” Juan continued. “I don’t know if she arrived barefoot, but she was barefoot as she glided around the room dancing and swaying to the music.”

“I have never seen anyone so… so… sexual,” Billie said. “It was like a cloud of perfume that followed her into the room and enveloped everyone there. She walked around the room kissing everyone– boy or girl– and by the time she had made one round of the room, the party totally changed.”

“Before she arrived, I had pretty much struck out,” John said, “but right after she arrived, one of the girls who had brushed me off grabbed me by the hand and pulled me into one of the bedrooms. She practically tore my clothes off and then stripped off her own and lay back on the bed and yelled, ‘Fuck me! Fuck me hard!’”

He smiled broadly and said, “And you know I never turn down a lady’s request.”

“I think the ladies knew they were wasting their time with me,” Juan said. “I was holding back because it normally takes a little while to scope out who is safe to come on to, but this gorgeous hunk of a man tapped me on the shoulder and said, ‘Do you want to go someplace and fuck?’”

His smile was wider than his brother’s as he said, “I thought we were going to melt the condoms, he was pumping so hard into my ass. I often have to use my hands to take me over the top while someone is fucking me, but I spurted all over the bed at the same time he erupted inside me.”

“And that was just the beginning,” Billie said. “The Gypsy girl had brought some of her own music, and when she started dancing to it, several of the girls joined her. There were six of them, plus her, and they formed sort of a circle as they danced. She loosened the scarves so that her boobs were a little more visible. Then the six girls started stripping in time to the music.”

“One of them was Darlene from the shop downstairs,” John said. “I couldn’t believe it. She is usually such an uptight little prude, but she was swaying with the music and shedding her clothes like she was possessed.”

“I tried to take her back into one of the bedrooms,” Billie said, “but we only got as far as the hallway when she knelt down in front of me and opened the zipper on the front of my costume.” His eyes got wide as he said, “She practically sucked my balls up through my prick. I’ve never felt anything like that before. And then when she was done, she stood up, smiled at me, wiped off her mouth with the back of her hand and said, ‘You taste like you could use another drink. So could I.’ She pulled me over to the bar and stood there naked while we talked.” He shook his head, “It was as if she didn’t even notice that she was naked.”

“I noticed,” John said. “She has a perfect body with those dark brown nipples and a thick black bush.” He paused and then said, “I wish she wouldn’t keep it all so covered up most of the time.”

“After we finished our drink,” Billie continued, “Darlene said, ‘Why don’t we show them how it’s done?’ and started pulling the shirt to my costume up over my head. She stripped me bare and then pulled me over to where a bunch of pillows were piled up next to the couch. She pushed the pillows around with her foot so they formed sort of a bed and then lay faced down on it. ‘If we go doggy style,’ she said, ‘you can play with my tits while you fuck me.’”

Juan interrupted. “I couldn’t believe what I was seeing when we came back out of the bedroom,” he said. “Billie and Darlene weren’t the only ones fucking in the living room. That guy from down the block had one of the Fisher sisters bent over an overstuffed chair and was ass-fucking her. He was shaking like mad as he moved slowly in and out of her ass. She was almost singing a keening wail that got shriller as he pushed in and deeper as he pulled out. I couldn’t believe it, but they were doing that for over a half-hour.”

“And all the while,” John said, “the Gypsy was dancing and swaying to her music.”

“The scarves would slip and slide around while she danced,” Juan said. “The harem pants didn’t really hide anything, but she ditched them and wound some of the scarves a little lower on her body. All of the scarves were moving around as if they had a life of their own. If you stared at her, you could see just about everything, a piece at a time.”

“There was this really strange tattoo on her abdomen,” Billie said. “Two snakes came out of her belly button. They went up and then back down so they formed two points of a star. Then it looked like there were two more snakes coming out of their mouths… or maybe they were supposed to be eating the second pair of snakes. The new pair of snakes formed two more points on the star and then ate another pair of snakes. That pair of snakes formed two more points leaving just the area right above her slit bare. The snake on the left side of her abdomen ate another snake while the one on the right kept going as they merged together to form a single mouth that was tattooed right over her cunt. There was some form of weird writing with one letter in each point of the star.”

“That’s a form of an ouroboros,” Philip said calmly. “Normally it’s a circle. It’s a very powerful occult symbol.” He sat up against his pillows, being careful to keep the sheet over his body.

“When the seven snakes are combined with the seven-pointed star,” he continued, “the ouroboros becomes the symbol of Babalon, also known as the Scarlet Woman or the Mother of Abominations. It is spelled similar to the city of Babylon, but it is pronounced totally different. Both a’s are sounded as long, and the o is just a little bit different. He then sounded out the name as “Bay, bay, long.” He smiled and said, “Drop the g, but that’s how it is supposed to be pronounced. The letters in the points of the star spell out her name. The star of the Scarlet Woman is one of the most powerful symbols of the occult, and Babalon, herself, is one of the more powerful spirits or deities.”

“I don’t know about that,” John said, “but this girl was the mother of all sluts… and she turned those six girls into…”

“Fucking machines!” Juan said loudly. “Just before Midnight she yells out, ‘Clear the floor,’ and a bunch of guys start moving all of the furniture to the edges of the living room.”

“Then,” John took back up, “she calls the six girls back and says, ‘Time to form the star.’ They lay on their backs in a circle with their heads to the middle and their legs spread out until their feet are touching the next girl’s. The Gypsy girl stands so that her feet are touching the feet of two of the girls so it completes the circle or star or whatever it was. Then she starts dancing and swaying again.”

Billie continued, “All of the girls on the ground started moaning and humping up into the air. They were groaning and calling out, ‘Fuck me… fuck me… fuck me… fuck me…’ It was unbelievable.”

“Pretty soon,” Juan said, “all of the guys at the party were naked and standing in line. I prefer men, but somehow I just had to fuck one of these girls. Every guy there– including the hunk who had gone to the bedroom with me– was lining up for a shot at the girls in the star.”

“The other girls at the party were standing in line, too,” John said. “It was like it had turned into some kind of orgy.”

Billie shook his head and said, “I’ve never done anything like that before. I mean, I usually want some privacy when a girl and I are going to go at it. But for some reason, I just couldn’t help myself.”

“Neither could I,” Juan said.

“Nor me,” John added. “And for some reason, I had more… staying power… than normal. I think I fucked that one chick for like an hour before I finally shot my wad into her. … and she was still yelling for more.”

“And one thing really weird,” Juan said.

“Like the rest of it wasn’t?” Billie interrupted.

“Every time one of the guys got finished and stood up,” Juan said rapidly, “the Gypsy girl would reach down and scoop all of the cum out of the girl’s cunt and smear it on her body. You could see her skin glistening with cum through the scarves.”

“We all sort of lost track of time,” John said.

“That’s easy to do when you are fucking one girl after another,” Juan added.

“A couple times,” Billie said, “one of the other girls would kneel down between one of the six girls’ legs and start eating them out. They would wiggle their ass in the air and one of the guys would kneel behind them and take them doggy style.”

“When they got done,” John continued, “they would stand up and walk over to the Gypsy girl and spit the cum they had sucked up from the girl on the floor out onto the Gypsy’s skin . Then they would stand with their legs wide apart and let the Gypsy girl scoop the cum out of their own cunts.”

“It was crazy,” Juan said.

“It must have been around six or seven in the morning,” Billie said, “at least it wasn’t really dark out anymore, when the music suddenly got louder and louder and louder.”

“The Gypsy girl started taking off her scarves, one at a time,” John said.

“And throwing them out to one of the boys,” Juan added.

“For some reason,” Billie continued, “the guys started counting as soon as she threw the first scarf.”

“With each scarf,” John said, holding his hands like he was catching something, “the count got louder.”

“The guys were practically screaming by the time it got to six,” Juan added.

“There was only one scarf left,” Billie said, “and when she threw that, she would be totally naked.”

“She had it wound up around her so it covered her tits and the front of her crotch,” John said.

“So, we were all really waiting for that seventh scarf,” Juan added with a deep laugh.

“But just then,” Billie said slowly, holding his hands out in front of himself like he was trying to protect himself from something, “the snakes started moving.”

“We all stepped back and stared,” John said excitedly. “Those snakes were twisting and wriggling their way around the star. It looked like one by one they went into the Gypsy’s cunt which was still hidden behind the seventh scarf.

“And then it got even weirder,” Juan said. “She disappeared in a puff of smoke.”

“No,” Billie said, “she became a puff of smoke. Her whole body shimmered for a moment, then there was just smoke in the shape of her body.”

“That seventh scarf sort of hovered in the air for a moment,” John said, moving his arms to indicate something in the air in front of himself. “Then it dropped to the ground.” His arms dropped flat against his body.

“As soon as that scarf touched the floor all hell broke loose,” Billie said rising from the chair. “Darlene jumped to her feet and started screaming.”

“The other five girls in the star,” John said, “were also on their feet, but they looked more confused than anything else.”

“At least they didn’t scream,” Juan said.

“One of them yelled, ‘Somebody drugged us,’” Billie said. “That’s when Winston, whose flat the party was in, yelled loudly, ‘There’s nothing in the food… or drinks. It was that woman.’”

“‘What woman?!’ Darlene yelled back. ‘The Gypsy woman,’ Winston said firmly, ‘the one with the seven scarves and the weird tattoo.’”

“That’s when,” John said, “someone threw one of the scarves to the girls. Pretty soon, everyone who had caught a scarf threw it to one of the girls. I picked up the one that had fallen to the floor– the seventh one– and threw it to Darlene.”

“The girls stood around talking to each other for a few minutes,” Juan said. “They kept shaking their heads and pulling the scarves through their hands. ‘It felt like a dream,’ Darlene finally said. ‘But it was real.’”

“Winston walked to the middle of the room and said softly,” Billie continued, “‘I think it is time for all of you to leave.’”

“So…” John said, holding out his arms, “here we are.”

Billie suddenly looked a lot more sober as he said, “Philip, you seem to know a lot about this. You’re the one working on a degree in the occult arts. Can you tell us what happened?”

“My degree,” Philip replied, “is in Ancient Mythology and Rituals, and I think somebody gave you all some magic mushrooms.”

“But you knew about the star and the snakes,” John said firmly. “You KNOW what happened, don’t you?”

“Yes, I know about the star… and the snakes,” Philip answered, “and about Babalon, the Mother of Abominations.”

“Then tell us what you know,” Juan insisted.

Philip grimaced and looked out at his three flat mates. “OK,” he finally said. “The snakes… the ouroboros is a symbol of rebirth or perhaps eternal life. The seven-pointed star is the symbol of Babalon. According to the myths, when the symbols are combined the resulting symbol is more than a symbol, it is Babalon, herself.”

Billie raised his eyebrows and said, “Meaning?..”

“It means that Babalon lives in the symbol,” Philip said. “And the symbol itself is alive. If necessary, it can survive on the walls of a tomb for hundreds, if not thousands, of years and then transfer itself to a suitable living host looking sort of like a tattoo. The snake star of Babalon was supposedly found in an Egyptian tomb when it was opened on October 31, 1927, but all traces of it disappeared before any photographs could be taken. The diggers said that it must have transferred itself to one of the scientists, or perhaps one of their helpers, but no one knows because all of the scientists died before they could publish any of their findings. Many of the diggers also died. Only one helper– you would call them interns today– survived, but no one knows what happened to him.”

“Wow,” Juan said using his hand like a claw to clamp over his face. “It’s a giant parasite eating away at you like in those Mummy movies.”

“No,” Philip said, “according to the legends, it actually benefits the host. In exchange for keeping and protecting the symbol, the host is given eternal youth… essentially eternal life. It doesn’t kill anyone. Those scientists all died from inhaling a toxic fungus that had been sealed up in the tomb. If they had taken rudimentary precautions, they would all have survived.”

“So where did the Gypsy girl come from?” John asked.

“That was Babalon,” Philip said. “On nights like Halloween, she can materialize a corporeal form so that she can absorb the energies of life.”

“That’s why she was smearing the cum all over herself,” Juan said excitedly.

“Yes,” Philip answered, “but when the sun rose, she had to return to her wall or host or wherever.”

“Weird,” Billie said.

“And she is not the weirdest or most dangerous spirit that roams on Halloween,” Philip said. “There are many much more dangerous entities that could have crashed your Halloween party.”

“You believe all that shit, don’t you?” John said.

“No wonder you hide on Halloween,” Juan added.

“Yes,” Philip said flatly, “I believe it. I have reason to. And, yes, that’s why I hide on Halloween.”

He paused and then said, “And now, if you don’t mind, I would like to get up and go take a shower.”

He made a motion with his hands shooing the three out of his room and they left. Then Philip slowly pulled the sheet back and looked down at his body. The cum was dried and caked, forming a thick coating on his stomach and legs.

He ran his fingers down his abdomen, tracing the star that was just beginning to sink further into his skin and disappear. “I hope you fed well,” he said. Then he watched as the symbol, with its writhing snakes, slowly faded.

Rising to his feet, he said, “I think we can stay here one more year before too many people begin talking about a Gypsy girl who crashes their Halloween parties.” He shrugged. “Or perhaps they will begin noticing that I don’t age.” He opened his closet and pulled a robe tightly around his body. “In any case,” he said, “I will soon have to find a new university to attend… someplace where I can study the ancient myths… and someplace where you can find enough life essence to sustain you from Halloween to Halloween.”

He opened his door and walked down to the bathroom at the end of the hall. As he walked, he was quietly humming a tune. If any of his flat mates had been able to hear it, they would have recognized it as the tune that was playing as the Gypsy girl disappeared.

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Morwenna Chen gets Tagged Teamed By Brian Nichols And Rebecca Dixon Fantasy, Anal, Blowjob, Female/Female, Fisting, Group Sex, Lactation, Lesbian, Male / Females, Male/Female, Wife

Morwenna was a woman of mystery no one could tell just what she was into as far as sex goes one time in the office where we work I was working late Rebecca recalls no one knew I was still inside the building. Rebecca was on her way down the hall to the copy machine to make some copies for the morning meet that was taking please the next morning when she heard a noise coming from Mr. Nichols office she said Rebecca didn’t think any thing of the noise she had heard so she started to copy the rest of the morning meeting memos when she heard that noise again. What is that Rebecca thought to herself following the noise to Mr. Nichols office Rebecca knocked on the office door but didn’t get an answer going into the office she called out to Mr, Nichols Hello she said. Rebecca walked to the very back of the office and what she saw was jaw dropping Mr. Nichols had his pants down around his ankles and his huge cock inside Morwenna mouth O my God Rebecca thought what the hell is this, peaking around a corner being careful not to let them see her Rebecca watched as Morwenna sucked that huge cock really good taking the monster cock deep down her throat Mr. Nichols had this look on his face Rebecca remembered like he was about to drop to his knees from the sucking Morwenna was putting on him. Rebecca felt her pussy getting wet just as she was about to put her finger inside her pussy to get herself off here phone rang shit Rebecca ran out of the office. what was that Mr. Nichols said pulling his monster cock out of Morwenna’s mouth. Morwenna got up off her knees to go see who was in the office so damn late Rebecca ran and got on the elevator and got to her car and drove home in shock by what she had seen in Mr, Nichols office. O my God Rebecca thought that made my clit hard pulling over into an alleyway Rebecca had a vibrator in her car she put her legs up on the dash board and went to work on her clit slowly rubbing it across her pussy a few times got her really wet putting two fingers inside her pussy tapping her G Spot Rebecca slowly started to squirt creamy warm cum all over her seats as her body shook from the sensation of the vibrator she didn’t let up on her clit pushing the dildo down harder on her clit Rebecca squirted a shit load of cum onto her seats the fatser she went the more cum squirted out. Fuck me Mr. Nichols she said as she jammed her fingers into her cunt for even more pleasure Rebecca was about to go for her final squirt when and on duty cop knocked on her window. Rebecca jumped when she heard the knock may I help you officer Rebecca said pulling her panties back up on her ass may I ask why your parked in this alleyway, is it illegal to park in a alleyway now officer no the officer said. But what would be illegal is if I were to beat your ass with this night stick for being a wise ass you got that Now move your damn car before i have to move your ass to the hospital. Rebecca who’s body was still shaking from the powerful orgasm she had just given herself. still thinking about how far Morwenna had Mr. Nichols huge cock down her throat made Rebecca wet again damn she said I wonder if I can do that to Mr, Nichols also her body tingled from the thought of sucking her bosses huge cock Just then Rebecca had an idea she would plan a get together at her home to go over some business paper work and when the time is just right Rebecca and Mr. Nichols would fuck the shit out of Morwenna. I always had a think for her Rebecca said but I didn’t know if she’s into girls or not With a sly look on her face Rebecca said we will find out. The next morning Mr. Nichols had asked everyone if they were in the office late last night all but Rebecca when she walked in Mr. Nichols said Rebecca in my office now the look on Rebecca face said it was me in the office but Mr. Nichols didn’t see it. Taking a seat in Mr. Nichols office he asked were you here in the office late last night, be careful how you answer that Rebecca if you lie and I find out you were here you will be fired on the spot. Yes I was sir Rebecca said and just what did you see or hear. Rebecca replied I saw Morwenna taking you huge cock inside her mouth and suck your dick really good sir she explained I saw how it made you feel and I want the chance to make you both feel good if I may say. Morwenna get in here now Mr. Nichols called her on the intercom walking into Mr. Nichols office Morwenna said you wanted to see me sir yes close the door closing the door behind her Morwenna takes a seat go ahead Rebecca tell Morwenna what you would like to do with her. OK Morwenna Rebecca said nervously I saw you and Mr. Nichols last night and the way you sucked him off made me wet so I would like for Mr. Nichols and myself to have hot nasty sex with you at my home or where every you feel is best for you to get the best sex of your life Morwenna. It would be up to you if you want it to be some where you feel comfortable doing this. Rebecca started walking over to where Morwenna was sitting Rebecca sat on Morwenna’s lap and tongue kissed her right in front of Mr. Nichols do we have a date Rebecca said Yes your home it is Morwenna said O and don’t take it easy on me nether of you, you both better bring your A game when you fuck with me Morwenna said switching out of Mr. Nichols office. On her way to lunch Morwenna runs into Jacob wow your home when did you get out of prison Jacob Morwenna asked I got out today he said looking at Morwenna’s ass wow girl Jacob said when did you get so damn thick. Well you know Morwenna said a lot of protein drinks and lot of ass fucking did the trick she said, can I give it a grab Jacob asked why not go on then Morwenna said. Grabbing her ass nice and slow pinching her ass cheeks there so soft pulling Morwenna toward him Jacob whispered in her ear let’s have a sex session right now he said but your married to Layla Jacob you can’t have sex with me boo Morwenna said with his hand till on Morwenna’s ass Jacob kissed her deeply while rubbing Morwenna’s ass the whole time. I’m going to get that ass now he said let go get a room at a hotel Jacob asked that will happen only and if you can get your sexy as wife to join us at the hotel Jacob that’s how I play I want the both of you or non of you. So if you can get your wife to agree to you fucking us both then this pussy will be yours for one night only better make it count boo and with that Morwenna went off to have her lunch at Brownies gourmet lunch restaurant. While she was there Addison walked over and had a chat with Morwenna about meeting up and having a all female week cruise we will call it sex week Addison said that way we can really get to know our neighbors like we want to. And fuck, fuck, fuck all week long and our husbands can fuck who they want on the island when we get to Jamaica the men will have there on stay room and us females will have ours what do you say Morwenna are you in plus we get to have all that huge Jamaican dick shoved deep into our little pussies for a whole week Addison said. OK you talked me into it I will take some time off to go have my pussy fucked by both females and Jamaican males sounds great I’m there. OK now I have to get the other girls in on it to. Now what will we have for lunch the two ladies thought well I’m going to have a cranberry salad with salmon on the side with a pinch of lemon Morwenna said and I will have the same Addison said and we will have a cold ice tea to drink. After their food arrived the two ladies made a toast to sex week. After Addison and Morwenna had eaten their lunch Addison asked Morwenna care to have sex week right now Addison asked putting her hand up Morwenna’s dress and rubbing her warm wet pussy not caring that other people could see her doing so. O my God Morwenna said your rubbing me right out in the open where people can see you doing this to me so Addison said let them look giving out a sound of pleasure Morwenna opened her legs wide so Addison could make her squirt cum all over the restaurant floor. Rubbing and kissing Addison and Morwenna forgot where they were as they went all in on each other right there at the table. One woman and her husband sitting near by saw what was going on and ask the two ladies if she and her husband may join them and that they would be happy to pay for the room just to fuck them both hard and deep. what do you say Morwenna Addison asked the more the better Morwenna said let do this then. They all headed to the hotel for an after lunch sex special inside the room Addison took the lead pulling out the man’s cock wait let us tell you our names first they both said. My name is Kanwal Mail-Brook and this is my husband Zamir Mail-Brook great Addison said pulling Zamir huge cock from his pants and began to lick the thick head on his cock Zamir closed his eyes he couldn’t believe he was about to fuck three ladies all in the same day. As Addison deep throat-ed Zamir. Morwenna and Kanwal got down to it kissing and rubbing each others asses nonstop. Morwenna started to take Kanwal panties off slowly admiring her thick sexy thighs and how clean shaved her pussy was wow Morwenna thought I can’t wait to suck your pussy she told Kanwal. Before she licked her clit slowly licking and sucking Kamwal’s clit made Kanwal jump a little bit damn that feels so damn good Morwenna took her time letting her tongue explore all Kanwal’s body letting her finger tips slowly tickle Kanwal’s rib cage the sensation drove Kanwal crazy arching her back Kanwal her hips just a little more. Jackpot Kanwal could feel Morwenna tongue deep inside her pussy now holy fuck Kanwal screamed s shit s shit as her pussy began to leak that white creamy cum Morwenna loved to drink from a females sweat spot. Addison was taking Zamir for a long slow deep throat ride using all of her skills to make him feel better then his wife ever could the sensations Addison put on him had his eyes crossed foe at least an hour pulling Zamir’s dick out of her mouth slowly Now Addison said let me Feel what that monster can do inside this sweat tight wet pussy of mine undressing Her Zamir dick got super hard when he saw just what Addison’s body looked like damn Addison wow your body is a work of true art if I may say so my self. You may Addison said laying on the bed Addison opened her legs slowly to let Zamir get a nice good smell of how clean her pussy was shaved and how it smelled so damn good from her pheromones Addison’s body was giving off when she was really in the mood to fuck and have wild sex. This smell drove Zamir crazy he wanted to touch her more he wanted to taste her creamy wet pussy as Addison finally opened her legs wide enough for him Zamir dove right in kissing Addison’s soft lips and letting their tongues roll around in each others mouth as they rub and touched each other all over. Taking his tongue and licking Addison from her tits all the way to her clit Zamir slowly gave his tongue a little flick as he watched Addison jump from the touch of his tongue hit her wet hard clit a little cream ran down from Addison’s pussy Zamir was careful to lick up the little trickle of creamy cum sucking Addison’s pussy so fearlessly Zamir started to make Addison scream for more, suck this pussy like you mean it Addison said as she fucked Zamir’s face your wife will never get this dick back you got that Zamir Addison said after you get inside these sugar wall your done with you wife you will want to fuck me more shaking his head no Zamir was starting to think this was a bad idea but before he could process that he was thinking he placed his monstrous dick inside of Addison wet tight pussy Mover her hips fast and slow Addison made Zamir feel all differnt kinds of ways moving pelvis muscles this made Zamir feel as if she was sucking his dick again but this is just how Addison gets inside of a mans head. Moving her hips ever so fast and slow made Zamir’s body shake from the powerful sensations Addison was putting on him licking and nibbling on Zamir chest nipples drove him wild Zamir started to pump Addison fast paste your self Addison try to explain to Zamir or your going to c just as Addison was about to say what she was saying Zamir came so fucking hard inside of her. His wife was till going tho Morwenna and Kanwal was now in the x position fucking each other brains out they screamed and moaned as they rubbed there clits together hard and fast the fast they went the more cum dripped from there pussies. Don’t stop Kanwal told Morwenna I’m about to cum, me to Morwenna said as her body shook with pleasure d damn s shit the ladies thought to themselves as they both came at the same time after everyone had taken a shower and put their clothing back on they exchanged numbers and Addison told them about the sex weekend cruise saying if you guys would like to come the more the better Addison said give me a call if you would like to go Addison said. and the four headed back to there jobs. back in the office Morwenna asked Rebecca what about we move our date up to tonight OK let me just tell Mr. Nichols and I will make sure you have the time of your life Morwenna Rebecca said switching down the hall letting her hips swing from left to right showing Morwenna just how much ass she has to deal with.Wow Morwenna thought to herself I can’t wait to suck the cum from your pussy. Later that evening Rebecca was at home cleaning and getting out all of her sex toys for a night of pussy pounding fun with her co workers. She showered and did her hair putting on a tight white dress that was see threw, you could see all of Rebecca’a goodies in this dress this was enough to drive anyone to want to fucker right where she stood this dress was so revealing. in the next hour the door bell would ring and Mr. Nichols would come in and wow he said your so fucking hot Rebecca rubbing her ass threw the tight white dress she had on Mr. Nichols dick got so hard it poked right out where Rebecca could see the massive cock damn she thought I want to give him head right now licking her lips Rebecca pulled down Mr. Nichols pants and began to suck him off slowly running her finger tips down his enter thigh made his knees buckle from the sensation taking Mr. Nichols hard massive cock all the way to the back of her throat Rebecca vomited all over Mr. Nichols dick it felt so damn good to him I’m sorry Rebecca said it’s OK keep going Mr. Nichols told her Rebecca went even deep down her throat taking Mr. Nichols huge cock all the way to his balls and even took them into her mouth also. Damn holy shit Mr. Nichols said as Rebecca throat worked his dick and balls over so much he shot a huge amount of warm cum right down Rebecca’s throat drinking all of his cum Rebecca wanted more . the door bell rang again this time Morwenna came into the house grabbing her and kissing her with vomit on her breath lifting up Morwenna’s dress and stroking her clit slowly I want to fuck you hard and deep she Rebecca told Morwenna bending her over Mr. Nichols would enter Morwenna’s ass right there in the living room fucking her ass while Rebecca rubbed her clit to a really fast creamy orgasm mad Morwenna body so fucking hot that she didn’t hold back Morwenna let her self relax and let go. As Mr. Nichols and Rebecca took over her body fucking her ass hard and deep made Morwenna squirt cum so hard she would wet up half of Rebecca’s carpet it’s OK Rebecca said I’ll have it cleaned or buy a new just squirt for me some more baby she said flicking her fingers all over Morwenna’s clit did just that it made Morwenna squirt over and over Morwenna screamed from the sensations they both were putting on her. I never been fucked like this Morwenna said, well then your going to love what I have in my bedroom for us to play with Rebecca said Mr. Nichols fucked Morwenna’s ass so hard and deep shit squirt cum all over her legs give me more she said begging give it to me deeper baby Morwenna told Mr. Nichols I want to feel you ripping me apart now fuck me harder. Morwenna was fascinated by how much power Mr. Nichols had in his stroke pounding deep into her asshole Mr.Nichols made her feel filthy and a fixation to him like no man had before Morwenna body felt just like a flume an inclined channel for carrying water a ravine or a gorge with a stream running through it that’s how Mr. Nichols made Morwenna body fell as he long stroked the shit out of her asshole the nonstop flow of cum that streamed down to the floor made Morwenna really fucking hot and the fact that Rebecca was sucking her clit so fucking good drove Morwenna over the edge this free-love thing they were doing was about the best idea Rebecca had come up with so far. With Rebecca being so generous with her tongue Morwenna would be generous in giving her all the cum she could drink holding her head right on her clit morwenna squirted a never ending flow of pee and cum right down Rebecca’s throat the more Mr. Nichols fucked Morwenna’a ass the more cum Rebecca would have to drink. Rebecca drank so much pee and cum her stomach became so tight she could not move. Lets take her to my room Rebecca said and really give her a great fucking strapping Morwenna down cross the bed with her hands and feet bound to each post Rebecca got out her sex machine and placed the huge head of the dildo right at Morwenna’s pussy opening I hope you like really huge dildo’s Rebecca said cause this one’s going to rip your pussy part? Put no lubrication on the head of the dildo Rebecca told Morwenna scream all you want this machine will not stop until I make that pussy bleed. Laying on his back Mr. Nichols will get his dick sucked while the sex machine pussy rapes Morwenna’s pussy. Starting the sex machine on the highest setting she could Rebecca got behind Morwenna and fucked her ass with her eighteen inch dildo Morwenna screamed right away as the sex machine ripped threw her flesh like a hot knife threw butter Mr.Nichols rammed his dick to the back of Morwenna’s throat kept her from screaming Morwenna had no choice but to take the long hours of fucking that was ahead of her now. getting out a paddle Rebecca spanked away as she Ass fucked Morwenna’s body went weak and she just lay-ed there taking the punishment they were putting her threw. Trying to hold back her tears Morwenna couldn’t hold it in any longer screaming out so loud for Rebecca to pull the sex machine out of her pussy O my god your ripping me apart it’s to fast Morwenna said please please please turn it down. Not on your life Rebecca said now put your fucking lips back on Mr.Nichols dick and suck him till his cum fells up your tummy. Sucking Mr. Nichols dick to the point he was about to cum Morwenna slowled down her stroke just enough to make Mr. Nichols cum so fucking hard he would lose all control over his body. Yes yes yes that it Rebecca said as Morwenna sucked every drop of Mr. Nichols cum from his dick pulling the dildo out of Morwenna’s ass it was time for Rebecca to fuck Mr. Nichols as good as she could leaving Morwenna alone with the sex machine till fucking her pussy on a high rate of speed made her cum so much her body would lock up so much till Morwenna would speak in tongues nonstop. Rebecca and Mr. Nichols would leave Morwenna to it as they went to the basement so Mr. Nichols could fuck Rebecca good in her sex swing. Placing Rebecca into the sex swing Mr.Nichols slowly ran his fingers over Rebecca’s tits driving her wild, licking her nipples slowly as well Mr. Nichols moved his tongue slowly down to Rebecca’s belly button and licking it making Rebecca shiver all over. Then Mr Nichols made his way down to Rebecca’s clit nibbling slowly with his teeth cause her instanely squirt creamy cum all over his face moaning slightly as Mr.Nichols kissed her enter thigh runing his finger up the back of her ass crack and into her asshole fingering her slowly with his finger still inside of Rebecca’s ass Mr.Nichols stands to his feet and proceed to plunge his huge cock so deep into Rebecca’s pussy fucking her ass with his finger and with his cock so deep inside Rebecca’s pussy she begans to swing back and forth for more deeper penetration the faster they went the more Rebecca came Rebecca came so hard that the floor beneth them became coverd in creamy white cum trying not to slide on the semen Mr. Nichols pumped Rebecca ass and pussy so hard Rebecca have six back to back squirting orgasms Mr. Nichols could hold on any longer and he squirted the biggest load of cum inside Rebecca with Rebecca body now shaking out of control knows she has to go back up stairs and give Morwenna the fucking she just got getting out of the swing Mr. Nichols and Rebecca head back up to her bedroom where they see Morwenna still getting the lift fucked out of her from the sex machine Morwenna was shaking so fearlessly she could not speak stopping the sex machine bending Morwenna over tieing her hands up to the sex bars on the back of the bedroom door spreading Morwenna’s legs apart Recbecca enters her from the front and Mr. Nichols from the back slowly they tear Morwenna’s ass apart back and forth they went holding on the that sex bar so tight that with every stroke the both of them took Morwenna came more and more Morwenna screams out if feels like your breaking my ribs O well look at the little bitch crying lets see how much more she can take Rebecca stops fucking Morwenna with the eighteen inch dildo and got out fat boy twenty two inches the head on this thing was massvie stapping it on Rebecca plunged it deep deep inside of Morwenna’s pussy. No!!! Morwenna scream as the dildo streched her pussy as wide as it could please stop morwenna beg please, please, please your ripping me apart she screamed shut up bitch Rebeeca said ramming it back in to her pussy now we are having some fun fucking Morwenna for hours she passed out from repeated squirting Mr. Nichols and Rebecca didn’t seem to care they just kelp right on going till the two of them had cum from the pounding they put on morwenna. after they were done Mr, Nichols and Rebecca fucked more in the shower and it led to Mr. Nichols cumming in Rebecca again making a fist Mr. Nichols shoved his fist inside Rebecca’s pussy ramming in and out making her cream nonstop Rebecca screamed and scream seeing as this was her first time getting fisted like this with her knees buckling and rebecca falling to the floor Mr. Nichols still had she fist wirst deep in rebecca’s pussy did he care that she was on the floor nope he just kelp right on shoving his fist deeper into her pussy Rebecca scream for him to stop but Mr. Nichols wanted to push her over the edge as they had done to morwenna. still fisting Rebecca’s pussy she finaly came eight times stright squirting creamy cum all over her shower floor good girl Mr. Nichols said as he dried off and got dressed. Before he would leave he told Rebecca O both of you young ladies will be get a huge pay raise coming up this week.

My name is Sara by taletale

Introduction:

a new experience, and branching outMy name is Sara. I am 38. I am divorced. I have two kids and they are both out of the house. I have always wanted to be a writer, and I stumbled on this site looking for some excitement. And now I want to share my experiences and see how my writing is rated. I hope you enjoy.

I had a pretty normal life as a wife and mother. I never strayed from my husband although after 17 years of marriage he decided too. We had a pretty standard sex life but I was interested in doing more but my ex husband never wanted to try anything new. Our sex life consisted of about three sex positions and never really lasted long. I usually did not cum which is why I would take a “bath” after sex. That is what I told him, but really I went in there with BOB (battery operated boyfriend) which was a waterproof rabbit vibrator that I got from Lelo sex company many years back, and I would finish myself off. There was never any worry of him catching me because he would be asleep immediately after sex like clockwork. It was not that exciting but that was life and I thought that was normal. And only having one boyfriend before he knocked me up when I was 17 I thought that was how sex was for a woman.

So after the divorce sex was something that was on my mind. And my girlfriends knew it cause we would always talk about our sex lives over dinner or coffee. There was only one of my girlfriends that was happy with her sex life, but all the rest of them had the same stories as me. And when I got my divorce they wasted no time telling me that I needed to go out and get laid. I was shy because it had been over 20 years since I had been in that scene. I had never thought I would be having sex with anyone but my husband for the rest of my life. And now I was fantasizing about other men. My girlfriends had lots of ideas that ranged from dating websites all the way to a some stripper party they were telling me about where you can have sex with the strippers on stage. I was not ready for all that. But I was ready to feel a little sexier. I spend the next weeks doing little things here and there like walking around the house naked, wearing very revealing things to go get the mail, and one day I drove all the way home from work with my shirt pulled down below my breasts. It was exhilarating and felt good to be free. It did not take long and I was starting to think about having sex.

I few days later it was a Saturday night and I realized that I was about to sit at the house again like I have done for 20 years. I had no kids at home, I had no one at home to make me stay anymore. I decided that it was time for me to go to the bar and just get a feel for what it was like to be out and about again. I straitened my hair and put on just enough makeup so that you can tell that I wanted to go out but not enough to send the wrong message. I decided to wear a black dress that I have had sitting in the closet for years and never got the chance to wear. It was a low cut spaghetti strap dress that fit tight to my skin and went down to just above my knees. Since I was trying to change a little I went with some black thigh highs and my 5 inch peep toe heels. And I put on some red thong panties with no bra. My breasts were 36C but they hung just a bit after my children. But the dress had support in it so they would look nice. I looked at myself in the mirror and was surprised to find a good looking woman looking back at me. My waist was thinner than my shoulders and hips but not a completely flat stomach. And my butt was a little big but the dress was doing good things. It helped that it was black and took away shadows that us women don’t like. I was feeling good and was hoping to turn at least an eye or two so I could feel a little sexier about myself.

I went to a bar in town and just decided that I was going to sit and have a drink or two and chat with the bartender. I was served pretty fast and was looking around at all the men that were in the bar. For the first time in years I was looking at them wondering what they would be like in bed. It was exciting and I would be lying if I said I was not getting a little turned on knowing that it was an option.

After about 20 min or so I noticed a guy that kept looking at me from over at the pool tables. I smiled because I had not gotten attention in so long. It was nice to know that I was still desirable. After I smiled it did not take him long to come over and say hello and offer me a drink. I was already drinking a 7 and 7 so he bought me another since mine was low. He bought himself a beer and after he took a sip he said, “Do you want to come over to the pool tables with me? I have a table.”

I did not know what I was supposed to feel but I knew that if I turned him down he might not come back. He was 23 tops, and I was scared that he would not have the confidence to come back over. So I went. As we walked over he said “I am Mike.” And extended his hand.

I shook it and said “I am Sara, it is nice to meet you.”

He smiled and then put his arm around my shoulder as he guided me through the crowd. We got to the table and there were two guys that were holding pool sticks looking at us. They immediately said “Yo bro, it is your shot!”

He said sorry and introduced me to James and Rob. All three of them were right at 6 foot. Mike and James had fit builds and I was curious immediately if they had 6 packs. That has always been something that has turned me on cause I have never been with a man that had one. And Rob was a bit bigger than them. Not fat by any means, but you could see that his belly came just a bit out further out then his chest which actually looked larger than the other two’s. Mike showed me to the table and said “it is my shot.” And walked to the table and finished his turn.

The boys completed their game as I sat there looking at each one as they bent over the table to shoot just fantasizing about what their butts looked like. Occasionally they would look back at me and I would smile and instinctively I thought that I needed to do something else, so I would take a sip from my 7 and 7. Before you knew it I was running low on number two of the night and I had not been there an hour yet. My head was light and I was feeling good.

Rob was already out of the game and as I looked at my drink he asked “what are you drinking hun?”

Not thinking about why he wanted to know I just said “7 and 7.”

He nodded his head smiled and just walked away. And after about 5 minutes he returned with a glass in one hand and a beer in the other. He laid the glass in front of me and said “there you go hun.”

“Thank you.” I said as I was realizing that I was a little buzzed.

“You want to play?” I heard come from the table. I looked and it was Mike as he was racking the balls. “Let’s play partners, you can be on my team. What do you say?”

I figured that playing pool would keep me from drinking as much so I should play. I went to get a pool stick and James right away said “take mine, I’ll get another one for me.” As he gave me the pool stick and walked away.

Mike racked the balls and Rob lined up to take the break. The balls went everywhere but nothing went in. Mike looked at me and said “your shot Sara.”

I walked around to the side where I thought I had the best shot. I enjoyed playing pool but was not that good. I prepared to take the shot and noticed all the boys standing together chatting. They were all three looking at me and smiling. I just took my shot and enjoyed the attention. The game went like this for quite some time. I was not making very many of my shots. Before I took my next shot I heard Mike’s voice almost in my ear, “you want me to help you?” I just stayed bent over the table and didn’t say anything. I had no idea what I was supposed to say. “Here let me show you.” He said as he reached around me and guided the stick. He pulled the stick back and forth as he started to lean his body into mine. Finally we shot and missed cause I do not think that either one of us was even looking at the pool table. I actually had my eyes closed because my entire body had gotten very warm and I was turned on. I was more turned on right then than I had been in a Very long time!!! I opened my eyes as Mike let go and drug his hands across my lower back as he stood up. I saw the other two boys looking right down my dress. I stood up and let the boys shoot as I sipped on my drink.

When it came to my turn again I felt a hand on my lower back and saw a large forearm go to the table. “Mike sucks at pool, let me show you how to make a shot hun.” Rob must have been from the south cause he had a bit of an accent and he kept calling me “hun” which I have always been told is what everyone calls everyone down there. I will say that I was enjoying it. He leaned in with his arms wrapped around me and guided the stick back and forth in our hands. I could feel something on my left leg that I was unsure what it was. As he was buying himself time guiding the stick back and forth talking to me about the different shots that we could take I noticed that the thing I felt was moving. I was shocked to have the realization that it was his dick. It felt like a summer sausage. It was girthy and long and throbbing. I could literally feel the blood pulsing in and out of it. Not only was I warm again like earlier, but I was immediately wet. I could feel my panties getting moist. We finally took the shot and to my surprise we dropped a ball in the corner pocket. I was excited about this, not because a ball went in, but because that meant that he could stay holding me and I could keep feeling this amazing dick on my skin. We shot again and again and he was just guiding me as he was sinking shots. I just kept letting him move me around. In between shots he would put his hands on my hips and walk me to the part of the table that he wanted me at. I just went with it because I knew when we got there I could feel him against me again. We finally missed one and as I walked back to my drink I just thought about the dirty things that I was going to think about when I got home tonight.

The boys finished their game without my shot coming back up. Mike and I won. James walked away and I stood there talking with Rob and Mike. That is when I found out that they were in the Army. They had recently returned from Iraq. (I have always had a thing for men in uniform, even if they were not wearing it right then.) They were nice and every minute or so one would reach over and touch me on the arm or the side. Each time that they did I would feel my skin tingle. It was amazing! I was standing here with three good looking guys that were giving me attention. This was a feeling that I never thought I would have. I had done it when I was younger but never in a million years did I think that I would get attention from guys like this being 38 and after 2 children. James returned to the table and went to my side. He had a round of shots for everyone and a new drink for everyone as well. Including me. He handed me a shot and I just instinctively grabbed it. They raised the glasses so I did as well, and James said, “To a wonderful night.” I nodded and took my shot. I got done way after the other boys. As a matter of fact I had to take three sips to get mine down. They were all laughing and looking at me when I laid my glass down. I just smiled.

We chit chatted a bit and I am not sure when it happened but I felt hands on my shoulders. It was James, or so I thought since I could see the other two boys. He asked me “So what is a pretty lady like you doing out at a bar?” as he started to kneed the muscles in my shoulders. I had to work really hard not to just close my eyes and enjoy it since I had not had a massage in years. And also I think that I was blushing since I had just been called “pretty” in I don’t know how long. I told them that I was just out to a bar cause I had nothing to do. I figured that was all they needed to know.

Rob in a louder than needed voice said “yeah! Us too.” You could tell that he was getting a little drunk. Mike looked at me and said “so how late were you thinking about staying out?”

“I really did not have a plan. Just seeing what happened really.” I immediately regretted saying that cause it played back in my head and I realized what it sounded like.

“Well we could make a new plan.” I heard in my ear, as I felt a generous squeeze on my shoulders.

I was a bit lost and felt cornered. I had not up until this point thought about where this night could go. I was not scared but I think that is cause of the alcohol which was now taking it’s toll on me. But there was a feeling that was not ignorable. Images were flashing through my head of sex. I could not believe what my mind was doing but I was seeing images of all three of these boys with me. I was not sure if it was a wrong feeling or not but it was exciting. I had never been with more than one man at the same time. And honestly I had never even fantasized about it before now. But as the images went through my head I could see the excitement in that style of sex. And then a new thought came into my head. The thought of Rob’s penis. My ex was about 6 to 6 in a half inches. Not to say that is bad but he never filled me up all the way and I have heard that was a very pleasurable experience. The thought of Rob on top of me and me on top of him with that hog inside me was making me get even wetter. With the attention that I got during the pool game, the massage that I was still getting, and the thoughts that were running through my head I was in need of a little bit of a break.

“I need to excuse myself to the ladies room guys?” I said as I reached town and touched James’s leg.

“You go ahead hon.” I heard from Rob, James let his hands drag down my back and touched the top of my ass. And Mike just nodded.

I walked to the bathroom and went into the stall. I was sopping wet at this point and needed to straiten myself up. After I was good, I walked to the sink and mirror and looked at myself. I was very happy to say that all my makeup was still where it should be. I could see that my eyes were a bit glaved over from the alcohol.

I heard a stall open behind me and a very pretty girl in a very small dress walked to the sink. She was around the same age of the guys. She washed her hands and went to the towel dispenser. “I wish I was you tonight.” I heard her say.

“wha… what do you mean?” I said a little confused.

She looked at me with confused eyes and said “The three best looking guys in the bar, ogling all over you. They are so into you they will not even look up. I wish I was you cause you are going to have an amazing night. Have fun.” She said in a coy kind of way as she walked out.

I just kind of thought about that for a while. All the way up until then I was scared that I was wrong for thinking of these boys sexually. But with the help of alcohol and that girls words I made a rash decision to act on something that I never thought was something that I would do. There was no reason for me not too. I was single, and besides this is something that all my girlfriends have talked about before and I would be crazy excited to tell them that I did it! So my mind was made up and I had been in the bathroom to long now in fear of the boys might not be there when I got out.

I walked back out and looked right to where the guys’ table was and there they were talking amongst themselves. But then I realized that Rob wasn’t there. I walked to the table and said “sorry.”

“No trouble at all.” James said.

“We would wait for you all night.” Mike said as he winked.

“Where is Rob?” I asked trying to hold back the fact that I was thinking about his dick as I asked.

“Well Rob found himself a girl to go home with tonight so Rob will probably not be back.” Mike said with a smirk on his face.

“Oh well lucky him.” Which was the only thing that I could think to say.

“So we are headed back to our house to continue this party a bit. The drinks are a little expensive here you know?” Mike said.

“Would you like to go with us and drink for free? No reason the good times have to end here.” James said as he touched my arm softly.

I knew what they were asking. I was 38 years old and was very aware of the hormones of 20 something year olds. And to be honest with you, I wanted to know what they could do to me. I, for the first time had the dirtiest thought I had ever had in my life. I wanted these two boys to fuck me. I know the alcohol had helped in this decision but at this point in my life I did not care and I wanted it!

So taking a deep breath, I said, “I wasn’t ready to end my night anyway. Lets go.”

They both smiled really big and things changed after that. The both walked to either side of me and put an arm around me. They both had a hand on either side of my ass now. I was guided out of the bar in between two sexy guy. As I was walking out with them I caught eyes with that girl from the bathroom. She smiled real big and winked at me. I winked back at her and bit my lip softly to show to her that I was going to get what she wasn’t. For some reason this was an even more empowering feeling that I had now because of her. I had no harsh feelings towards her but the spiteful female in me came out and I wanted to gloat.

To my relief they waited for a cab. They were all drunk and as free as I was feeling I did not want to ruin things by saying I would not ride with someone that was drinking. So we waited as both of them were petting me in everyway that they could think of. They had not gone to low on my ass and they had not touched my breasts yet. I was accepting the advances as well as touching their butts and abs. And as I was rubbing their stomachs I found out that both of them were very in shape and they did have the 6 packs that I had always dreamed of feeling. And here I was not only feeling one, but feeling two men’s 6 packs that were very much desiring me. It was absolute bliss! A feeling that I had never had in my life and never thought that I would. The cab took an amazing 10 minutes to get there. I did not think that anything could feel any better until the cab showed up.

And then the cab stopped in front of us, and we all got in the back seat. They told the driver where we were going and immediately after that there were hands all over me. I could feel breath on my neck as hands were exploring every inch of my body. Down my legs, back to my hips, around my stomach, and then on my breasts. There was a man on each of my breasts. Mike was on my left and James was on my right. Although I don’t remember doing it, I now had my arms around their necks so to completely expose my body to them. Some time went by as they were working my body and kissing my neck before I felt a hand on my left thigh. It was firm but not aggressive. It was perfect! The hand which I could only figure was Mike’s because he was on my left but my head was back and my eyes were closed. The hand went up past my dress, glided by the tops of my thigh highs and then started to explore around my now soaked panties. He did not take much time before his fingers were going under my panties and touching my labia. He slowly worked his way in a circle keeping me in anticipation before I felt something hot on my nipple. That is when I realized that James had pulled down my dress and had his mouth on my nipple. He was sucking hard and flicking his tongue. It felt so wonderful!

My nipples were sensitive after nursing and for most women it goes away after a time but mine didn’t. I was lucky in that way I guess. His advances on my nipples were making my clip tingle. It was swelling and getting more sensitive and no one had even touched it yet. And then with all the focus mentally on my pussy I felt something slid into me. Usually it took some lube down there to make sure that it did not hurt but I was experiencing a lot of firsts tonight. I was soaked and Mikes finger went into me effortlessly. He knew what he was doing too. He went strait for my G spot and started to do (what I like to call the ) “come here” motion on it. I was now breathing deeply and could feel my whole body tingling. I had not felt this feeling in decades without me doing it to myself. With what I think was two fingers inside me and a tongue working absolute bliss on my nipples I felt the pressure build. To my absolute pleasure I realized I was about to cum. I felt a weird feeling that I had never felt before and tried to hold it back as these to wonderful guys worked my body like they had a manual to it. The feeling became to much and there was a release in my body. It was something that I had never felt before in my life. It felt like my abs were contracting (like I was working out) and I was out of breath at the same time. I did not know what it was but the feeling was something that I wanted to experience again. When I opened my eyes and looked down I realized what had happened. I had squirted for the first time in my life. I was very very sad that it took me to 38 years old to do it cause it was such an amazing feeling but I was grateful to these two army veterans they had given me this opportunity. I was a little embarrassed because the front of my dress was soaked but they made me feel at ease by sucking at my dress as if to collect their war trophy after battle.

I heard “ok, we are here.” I didn’t even realize that we had stopped, but I did realize that my tits were out and the cab driver was looking right at them. I just slowly pulled my dress up over them as he smiled at me. Mike paid the driver as I got out with James. James had me by the hand and was leading me to their house. The outside was well kept. It was a single story bachelor pad is the best way that I could say it. He unlocked the door and lead me in. Seconds after we went in I heard the door close. It was Mike, he must have ran from the cab. I was lead to the couch which was in the middle of the living room. I was laid down long ways on the couch. Mike started kissing me deeply as I felt my dress raise up to my waist. There were hands on my tits and running all on my legs. All of a sudden my panties were being pulled at. I lifted my ass so that they would come off easier. I felt the air of the room on my wet pussy for only a second before I felt lips lock onto my pussy. James sucked on my pussy and drove his tongue into me. I took a deep breath as I threw my head back away from Mikes lips. He responded by pulling my hair and kissing on my neck.

I was losing control quickly and wanted something inside of me so bad. I just reached for Mike’s pants and started rubbing at the bulge that was there. I could feel his girth and it was substantial. He felt thick but not as long as the dick that I had felt earlier in the night on my leg. He immedietly stepped back and pulled his pants to the ground in a flash. His cock jumped out. It was nice and thick. About 7 inches I would say. You could see the vains in it. He stepped close to my face and I grabbed hold of it and started to lick all around. My fingers were just short of touching as I had a hold of him. He was much thicker than my ex was. I was scared and very excited for the way this would feel.

I waisted no time before I took as much of it as I could into my mouth. I was only able to get about half of him in me before my gag reflex started to refuse. I worked Mike’s rock hard dick in and out of my mouth squeezing it with my tongue as he was moaning. He grabbed the back of my head and started to fuck my face. I had never had anything this aggressive before. I was always a little scared of that but I will have to say being used like that was making me wetter than I have ever been!

My pussy was throbbing as I was getting my mouth used by Mike and James was working so vigorously on my pussy. Then all of a sudden he put his finger into me and was sucking on my clit at the same time. Having something in my mouth and pussy at the same time was amazing. I did not know what to focus on but before I had time to isolate what I wanted to think about, I felt the fingers pulled from me. I had my eyes closed while Mike was still moving my head back and forth on his rod. There was no more attention on my pussy so I started to wonder what James was doing. I opened my eyes just in time to see his shirt come off. His pants were on the floor already and he had his hand on his cock. It was almost identical to Mike’s. About 7 inches and throbbing. And there was the 6 pack I had always wanted to see. He leaned in put an hand on either side of me as his body was above mine. I could feel his cock bouncing on my pussy lips.

He rubbed it back and forth for a second or two before he just arranged his body and lined his cock up with my pussy. I had Mikes cock in my mouth as I was looking at James and he just closed his eyes and buried his thick ass cock all the way into my pussy. I gasped with the feeling of being spread open and Mike pushed his cock all the way into my mouth. He pulled at the back of my head and trusted with his hips. I felt his cock go into my throat. My back arched as I gagged but he pulled right back out.

“Are you ok?” Mike said with concern on his face. You could tell that he got lost in the moment and was actually concerned if he had hurt me.

Not knowing what to say because there was a part of me that enjoyed what he had done. Knowing that I could make a man loose himself was arousing. Without thinking at all I just said “Do it again.”

He looked very exited and smiled down at me. He grabbed my head and pulled me all the way in again. He only held it for a second and then pulled all the way out. Each time that he did it I gaged the same as I did before and I could hear James moan in unison with my gagging.

“She is so tight when you gag her bro.” I heard. I was so turned on.

James had himself all the way into me and was putting all the pressure that he could on our hips. My clit was being squeezed in between us. He started to go up and down keeping the pressure and I felt a tingling in my loins. At that moment Mikes cock sunk to the back of my throat. I grabbed his ass and held him there as the tingling got more intense. I was gagging, Mike was twitching, and James was moaning. It was amazing!!! I felt like I was the star in a porn and I had both of these boys content with pleasure.

I ran out of breath and pulled Mikes cock from my mouth and took a deep breath and right then I exploded. My hips arched, my head was thrown back, and I squirted for the second time of the night and the second time in my life. I could feel my cum running around James’s shaft and down my ass. I was soaked as if someone had sprayed me with a hose.

I was trying to get my bearings again when I felt James cock being thrust in and out of me. It was gliding in and out of me effortlessly now that we were both soaked with my cum. It was big. I could feel him stretching my walls each time that he went in. He started to thrust in hard as our boddies were slapping together filling the room with the sound of love making.

Mike laid his dick on my lips and I started liking it down the shaft and pulling on it with my hand. I would occasionally pop the head in my mouth and then back out. Each time that I did you could hear him breath in letting me know that I was doing a good job.

I was in heaven and couldn’t believe what was happening to me. I was doing something that I had always thought was dirty, but it was so very amazing!

After only God knows how long I felt James pull out of me and kiss my pussy. He sucked on my clit for a second and then stood up. Mike retracted his cock as well. I opened my eyes to see Mike step back and James reach down to help me up. I stood up with him and he turned me around. I saw that Mike was already sitting on the couch with his hand around his cock. I pulled away from James and just climbed on.

“Damn girl.” James said with an exciting tone.

“I know what I want.” I said as I realized that I was starting to fall into place in this crazy situation that I found myself. I hovered above his cock which he had lined up with my pussy. I lowered myself down his shaft feeling every inch stretch me. He felt the same as James. Wonderful, thick, perfect. The two biggest dicks I had ever had in my life I get the same night.

I was bouncing up and down on Mikes thick cock as I felt a hand grab my hair and pull me forward. I opened my eyes to see James standing behind the couch with his cock an inch from my face. His cock was right above Mikes head. I would have to say that the fact that they were comfortable with each other made me even more comfortable with the situation. I was bouncing up and down on his cock and when I would bounce up I would lean forward taking James cock into my mouth. I realized that I was now taking his cock deeper than I had ever taken one on my own before.

I had my eyes closed again as I was working fast and hard. I felt something touch my face. I tried to open my eyes but it was dark. That is when I realized that as I was sucking James’s dick he had put a blindfold on me. At this point I did not care. I know who was there and I was being pleased to a point that I felt they deserved whatever they wanted. With the blindfold on I kept on at the same pace.

Taking James cock to my throat and Mikes into my tight pussy I could feel that I was getting close again. Never in my life had I cum more than once in a day. Hell I don’t even think I had cum more than once in a week, and here I was about to cum for the third time in the same night. I put all my pressure strait down on Mikes hips sinking his cock all the way into me and started to grind on him. My clit was flicking back and forth and I could feel his cock punching my G spot. I grabbed James’s ass and pulled him all the way into my mouth. I was gagging again and for some reason I liked it. Being out of control while I was in control of these two boys was an empowering feeling. I could feel the pressure building in my loins again and the tingle started to come back. I was about to cum again!

“don’t stop baby.” I heard from James. His voice was week and wavery. He was about to cum. I had not planned on what would happen when they came. Thoughts were running through my head of what to do. I had never taken a mans cum in my mouth before. I had my tubes tied so I had thought earlier that I would let both of them cum inside my pussy but there was no time to make a decision. James started to shake and buck and then I heard him yell. It was amazing that I was doing this to a hot guy! His cock was all the way into my throat, and I felt his cum start to spray. I gagged a little more and pulled him out of my throat and into my mouth. I swallowed the first load, and then there was more. I had to swallow 4 times he was cumming so much. It was nothing like I thought it would be like. It was a little salty but not bad. My mouth felt dry afterwards though. It was like I had taken a drink of red wine without the taste.

“Oh God, Sara! Fuck!” James said as I felt him retract from me mouth.

I do not know what it was, whether it was the fact that I had just taken a man’s seed into my throat, the fact that there was two men inside me, the fact that he said my name, or the fact that I was still grinding on Mike the whole time, but I came! And I came hard! I was bucking and jumping all over Mikes dick. I could feel rivers of cum running out of me as Mike was now pulling my hips back and forth in a grinding motion that was just building the orgasm for me. I collapsed on top of Mike.

I lay there for a moment before I realized that he was still inside me and was still hard. I could actually feel him throbbing inside my pussy. It was an interesting feeling. I started to gyrate my hips around in a circle. His cock was running around in a circle inside my pussy. And once on every rotation I could feel him hit my G spot. I was enjoying this feeling and you could tell that Mike was as well. He was holding me tight and working his hips in unison with mine.

Then I felt another thing that I did not plan on. I felt hands on my hips and a tongue attack my ass hole.

I had anal sex before and it was ok. I did not cum from it but it was not painfull. But now that I was already taking the biggest dick of my life in my pussy I was scared that if I took a second one in my ass I would tear open. I was not sure what to say but nothing they had done yet had made me hurt of fear so I went with it. Especially since James was fucking my ass hole with his tongue. I loved having it played with. The feeling was like no other.

Mike and I continued our gyrations as James was licking and fuck my asshole with his tongue. I was still soaked with my own cum so I was slippery. Then I felt his finger tip go in. I gasped and threw my head back. He immediately pulled his finger out and he was gone. Still being blind folded I did not know where he had gone. I was confused since it felt so good why he stopped. Then I felt a splash of a cold liquid on my ass. As his hands ran it around I realized it was lubricant of some kind. He must have thought that he hurt me so he went to get some lube. His fingers went right back in without warning this time. He started to fuck me with his fingers and I was breathing deep and enjoying every second.

They both continued the wonderful things they were doing to me for some time after. Then I felt James grab my hips and start to pick me up. I went back with him not knowing what was next. He turned me around and kissed me deep on my lips. He lifted my dress up my body and above my head. I had forgotten I even still had it on. But now I stand there naked and blindfold in between the two hottest guys I had ever been with. Then he put his hands under my arms and guided me backwards. I sat down on Mikes stomach and could feel him bouncing on pussy lips.

I started to guide Mikes dick into my pussy and James said “No no. That is not where that goes.” He lifted my legs and placed my feet onto Mikes thighs. Then he lifted my ass up and there was a cock aligned with my puckered ass hole. I loosened up a bit and allowed the cock to slide in my lubed hole. It was nice with all the lube. It went in with little effort and filled my ass more than it had ever been before. Before I had time to start to move on it I felt something touching my pussy lips. I realized it was James’s cock when he slid it into me. Both of them moaned as I let out a whimper. I was being filled more than I ever thought possible but it was so wonderful. James’s cock was pushing my membrane tight against Mikes cock and stimulating my entire body, and the pressure of Mike’s cock was making James’s cock rub against my G spot. I could not move at all. There were so many feeling that were going on that I was scared to lose them. But I did not need to move because they started to fuck me. James was making deep thrusts into my pussy and Mike was making short but strong thrusts into my ass.

I could not believe it! It was amazing! I felt completely full and fully stimulated. I then felt a hand around my throat. It was not cutting off my air but you could tell that James was enjoying it because he started to moan louder. He would squeeze a little here and there but there was no way I could focus on anything other than being properly fucked in both holes by two hot big cocked guys.

As they were fucking me and we were all moaning I heard something and was not sure what it was. Then I heard a door close and “You mother fuckers left me.” A voice came from the doorway’s direction. “Oh hun…. Look at you. You are the sexiest thing I have ever seen.” I heard in a country accent.

It was Rob. Thoughts of his cock was the only thing in my head now. That was the cock that I had fantasized about going home and using my rabbit vibrator too. Never did I think that the night would go to where it had. And I thought I had lost my chance to see his “summer sausage” when he was gone earlier at the bar. I had already broken so many firsts in my life tonight there was no reason to not to continue.

Then once again these boys surprised me. With as aggressive as they were being with me that night they kept making sure I was comfortable. “Is it ok if I stay hun?” I heard Rob say from somewhere behind the couch.

I was so turned on and wanted to feel that huge cock so very bad. I made my first aggressive move of the night. I pushed James back feeling his 6 pack in my palms. I took my feet off of Mikes legs and stood up feeling his cock come from my ass. I turned around and straddled Mike. I grabbed Mike’s cock and lined it up with my pussy and just dropped on it. I then turned and grabbed James by his cock and pulled him forward. I placed his cock right on my ass hole which was closed tight again. And then I turned around and laid on Mike’s chest putting my head to the side of his and just opened my mouth.

“Wow.” James said as he grabbed my hips and pushed his big cock into my ass.

“MMMM” Mike said as I was moving nothing but my hips up and down on his shaft.

“Oh Hun.” Rob said as I heard some rustling which was no doubt his clothes coming off.

James started long strokes with his hands around my hips. Mike Had his hands on my shoulders pulling me down into his cock. And then I felt the head of Robs cock touch my lips. I used my hand to grab it and see what I was up against. My hand did not go around it at all. My fingers were not touching on the other side. It was incredibly thick as well as long. I ran my hand down to the head as my lips were sucking on the tip. The head of his cock was surprisingly big. I placed my lips around his giant cock and they almost did not fit. The corners of my mouth were stretched that it was so big. I leaned forward and took as much as I could but I was nowhere close to taking it all. I had enough room to take as much as I could as well as both of my hands still on his shaft. He must have been 10 inches long.

“I want to see it.” I said thinking that I needed permission to take off the blindfold.

“ok hun.” I heard as Rob pulled the blindfold off of my eyes. As my eyes adjusted it seemed like it got bigger. I could not believe it. It was the biggest dick that I had ever seen. I have watched a very limited amount of porn so it was the biggest dick that I had ever seen in my life anywhere. I started to jerk his shaft as I was sucking hard on his head. Mike and James were still working my ass and pussy wonderfully! “Take it as far as you can hun.” Rob said. So I did exactly like I was told and took it till it was almost in my throat. It was to big to go in my throat so that was my limit. Then I felt robs big hand grab my hair tightly and he kept my head still and started to move his giant cock in and out of my mouth exactly as far as I had taken him. Although he was limiting himself he started to fuck me fast and hard.

I had a cock in every optional hole and I could not believe how out of control that I felt. I was being fucked hard and furiously with moans coming from all the boys, and from myself. I was starting to get into a rhythm as I was feeling that wonderful tingle and pressure once again. I was about to cum again. I picked up my rhythm and was fucking these boys back as hard as they were fucking me and I exploded. I was convulsing all over Mike as I felt James pull out of me and give out his loudest moan of the night. I then felt hot liquid on my shoulders and lower back. He had cum on me and it seemed like it was the same amount as earlier. I just collapsed on Mike because I was spent. I could not move a muscle in my body.

“Flip over Sara.” Mike said as he just pushed me off of him and I collapsed on the couch beside him. He got up and spun up in front of me. He lifted my legs to my chest and just leaned over me with an arm on either side. He looked down at his cock and I felt him line it up and thrust it in. He started to fuck me hard as he had his whole body weight against my legs. It only took him a few second before he said “I am going to cum baby.”

“Cum in me Mike! Cum inside my pussy!” I said as if my pussy was in control of my mouth. I had never said anything like that in my life. I was always pretty silent but today I was being dirty because it was all feeling so right.

“OH GOD!!!!” Mike screamed as he thrusted his hips all the way into me and lifted his torso up high with his hands on my tits squeezing hard. He just dropped to his knees and rolled out of the way. My legs dropped to the floor. My breathing was deep and I could feel Mike’s cum running out of my pussy down over my ass hole.

I lay there for only 2 or 3 seconds with my eyes closed as I felt my legs once again pushed to my tits. I had forgotten about Rob. He had not cum yet. With my legs to my tits he wrapped his arms around me and picked my whole body up to position me where he wanted me. Although he was a little bigger around than the other boys he was strong that that was a huge turn on for me!!! I let out a little squeal as he moved me effortlessly on the couch. I was pretty much in the same place just a bit further back on the couch so that Rob could get his knees on the couch. He then leaned in over me and I felt the helmet of his giant cock at the opening of my sore cum soaked pussy. He wasted no time pushing himself into me. I was stretched to the absolute brink. It was in interesting feeling of pain pleasure and lust. His cock was so bit that it was stretching me to a point that his entire shaft was running against my G spot. I felt every inch of him sliding into me further than I thought he would go. And then I felt pressure on my womb. I retracted my hips a bit and said “Oh God.” In a pleasurable moan. He had filled me completely. There was no free space on the inside of my pussy as he would thrust forward. Each and every time he thrusted forward I could feel him on my womb. It was an amazing feeling. He put one hand on each of my tits holding me down as he started to pick up his pace. He was throwing himself into me like a piston and I was now screaming in a mixture of pleasure and good pain. He was moaning louder and louder, and him sounding like a wild animal on top of me and the direct pressure on my g spot was feeling amazing. I reached down around his arms and started to rub my pussy with my fingers back and forth as fast as I could. I felt it coming. I was so excited that I was not thrusting my hips towards his giant cock each time that he was pistoning into me. There was the pressure, there was the tingle and

“Oh Fuck Yes!!! Oh My Fucking God!!!” I screamed at the top of my lungs as I came all of him. Each time that he was pull back more of my cum would come spurting out all over both of us. It was all over his stomach and spraying out of my pussy. He started to get rigid and I just wrapped my arms around his neck and screamed into his ear. “Give it to me!!! Cum inside me Rob!!! Now!!!” He looked at me with surprise at first, and it immediately turned to an animalistic hunger type look.

I was a bit intimidated as his thrusts because longer with the same type of speed. He was hitting everything inside of me as he was groaning and moaning. All of a sudden he took his hands off the couch and wrapped one arm around my back and the other under my ass. He leaned back so that he was supporting my entire weight with his big arms and he started to jerk and convulse. And instead of him moving he just started to raise and lower my entire body up and down his cock slowly as I felt myself fill like a balloon. He was cumming inside of me and he must not have cum in a while because there was so much. I could feel it draining around his giant cock and dripping down to my ass. It was pouring out. I hand my arms wrapped tightly around his neck as his were wrapped around me still supporting me. There was so much cum that I wondered if I had cum again but I was lost in the moment and there was no thought process at all. Just ecstasy and amazement of what a wonderful experience I had just had.

He raised me up off of his dick and laid me down on the couch. I just collapsed and the other boys came over and started to rub my skin with their fingers and tell me how wonderful I was. I was getting complements from three hot guys and I could not do anything but lay there and smile as I was covered in sweat and cum that was a mixture of all 4 of us. I have no idea how long we laid there touching each other. No idea who I was touching or who was touching me our hands just traveled around. It was amazing.

Then Mike got up and walked to the kitchen. The three of us did not move at all. A few minutes later Mike came back with 3 beers and a glass of yellowish liquid with ice. He passed out the beers and then handed me the glass and said “7 and 7 right?” with a smile.

I just grinned back and reached for the glass without moving my body. We lay there and drank our drinks on the couch completely naked.

James got up and turned the tv on after a while, and then turned and looked at me and said “Sara, do you want to take a shower first? You are more than welcome to stay the night. We did promise you free drinks.”

“Yes please.” I said smiling at him. I took a good long gulp out of my 7 and 7 that was perfectly mixed and was guided to the bathroom by all three men. James grabbed me a towel, Rob turned on the water, and Mike bent down to take off my thigh highs and my shoes. He then held my hand as I got in the tub. They walked out and closed the door, (which was funny to me that they gave me “privacy” to take a shower after all that we had just done.) I spent a long time in the shower just rubbing soap all over my body and enjoying the way that I felt. After a while I decided that I should save some hot water for them. I got out and toweled myself off. Then I realized that my clothes were still in the other room. I had a towel but I decided that I was going to walk out naked. I felt very very sexy knowing that these three guys found me that way. It had been much to long since I felt the way that I did and I was going to leave the past behind me and create a new me. I hung the towel up and walked out naked. I grabbed my drink and sat back down on the couch. I was surprised to find that the boys were still sitting around the living room naked. But, Rob grabbed my dress and extended it to me. I grabbed it and flung it over my shoulder and winked at him. “No need for that anymore.” I said as I could feel myself looking confident and sexy.

They all took turns taking showers which were much shorter than mine. And they all came back out naked and picked up their drinks and just relaxed. I ended up falling asleep on the couch sometime later.

When I woke up there was a blanket on me and I heard something in the kitchen. I stretched and looked over the back of the couch to find a naked Mike cooking breakfast. After some time James woke up and came out in his boxers but took them off when he saw me still naked. And then later Rob walked out, but he just came out naked without wondering. We sat in the living room eating breakfast. We all exchanged numbers and they called me a cab and even paid for it. I rode back to the bar where I had left my car and drove home. I called my girlfriends for dinner the next night. I told them everything and they were hesitant to believe me at first. Then I showed them the numbers in my phone. One of my girlfriends said, “the only way that we are going to believe you is if you have them send a dick pick.” As laughter roared over the dinner table. I sent one text to Mike, and received three texts just minutes later of the three cocks that were still dancing through my head.

That was not the last time that I had good times with Mike, James, and Rob. Every once and a while I would text them and we would meet somewhere and raise the steaks each time. Once I had them come to my house and I met them at the door naked. XOXOXO

Hot train fuck by sbksbk

Introduction:

do post your comments in the end…:)I was wearing a kurta and pajama (North Indian attire for men, suitable for day and night wear) so that I would be comfortable and didn’t have to change on the train.

The incident I am about to narrate took place some years ago. The upper berth was still empty. I was wondering who would be my travel companion when the coach attendant arrived with a lady.

“Madam, this is the only berth, which is not occupied. If you want I can allot it to you. This gentleman is also traveling to Madras like you,” he said, pointing to the upper berth.

The lady looked around the compartment and seeing me she hesitated but said, “Oh, I must get there by this train. Okay, I will take it.” The lady stared at me for a minute then went out with the coach attendant.

Soon she was back carrying her vanity case and accompanied by a coolie (porter), who stowed away her luggage. The train started to move as she settled down. I was sitting next to the window and she made herself comfortable on the other end of the berth. She took out a Sidney Sheldon and started to read.

She was about 24 years old, beautiful, tall, slim, very fair with long hair tastefully done up in a bun behind her head. She wore a sky blue chiffon sari with matching blouse, matching bindi (round mark on the forehead of Indian ladies) and matching sandals. Her sari was wrapped tightly round her body showing all her curves to their best advantage. The pallu (the upper end of the sari) was pulled tightly across her firm boobs. Her boobs were not very large but the right size for her physique.

It was evident from the sindoor (vermillion colored powder) in her hair parting that she was married. She had a double pearl string around her neck, which enhanced the beauty of her swan like neck, pearl tops and a diamond ring on her fingers. She looked educated and seemed to belong to upper middle class and moving in good society. To me she seemed like Miss World and Miss Universe both rolled in one.

Seeing her beautiful face I wondered how beautiful her choot would be and I got a hard on. I introduced myself and we started to talk. Our conversation was in English. She was easy to talk to and was quite at ease during the whole time.

During our conversation she told me that her name was Kiran. She was married for four years and had no children. Her husband had gone abroad for two months training and she had spent this time visiting with her parents. Her husband was coming back tomorrow night and she was returning to her husband’s home to be with him. Actually she wanted to travel on yesterday’s train, so that she could receive him, but could not get a berth. This apparently was the reason she had agreed to share a coupe with an unknown male passenger.

While we were talking the coach attendant came to make the beds. We went out in the corridor. She stood near me. I could smell the lovely perfume she had used.

“She has not had a cock for the last two months, as her husband is away and must be feeling very horny,” I thought. This did not do my hard on any good.

After the attendant had finished making the beds he took our order for dinner and said, “I will serve it around 9 p.m. in the compartment. Is it all right?”

We said okay and he left.

We returned to our seats. I sat down as before near the window but Kiran instead of sitting at the far end of the berth sat down near the middle and we continued our conversation.

During our conversation I kept getting hard on from time to time. On couple of occasions I had to adjust my position to hide my hard on from her view.

At about seven I opened my ‘travel bar’. “Would you care for a drink? I am sorry I can offer only a limited choice of scotch and cognac,” I asked politely.

For a moment she hesitated then said, “Thank you very much. I would love to join you. Scotch with soda for me, please.” I poured out the drinks and we settled back to enjoy them.

While I had finished half a glass, Kiran had emptied her glass. When I started to refresh her drink she took the bottle from my hand and poured herself a stiff drink, which she started to gulp.

I was in no mood to be stuck with an intoxicated woman all night. I advised her to drink slowly. She said, “Don’t worry, I will not embarrass you. I am quite used to drinking at parties.”

When the attendant brought dinner she had had four drinks to mine two. She was definitely used to drinking because the scotch had no visible effect on her. We ate our dinner. After dinner we sipped some cognac. When the attendant came to collect the dishes he asked, “When should I serve the morning tea?”

“Would tea at 7 a.m. be all right or would you prefer it earlier?” I asked Kiran.

“7 O’clock is fine with me,” she replied.

“At seven,” I told the attendant.

At 10 p.m. she said, “I think I’ll go to bed now.”

“I will go out to smoke a cigarette and in the meanwhile, if you like, you can change into your nightclothes,” I said going into the corridor.

After 15 minutes, I returned to the compartment. The compartment was in darkness. I slid open the door without making any noise. All the lights in the compartment were switched off except the nightlight. I thought that Kiran had gone to sleep. I opened the door softy and entered. In the glow of the nightlight I saw, to my surprise, that Kiran was lying on the lower berth. She lay flat on her back with legs slightly apart and her arm across her face.

Dear reader you can imagine what was the effect on my cock seeing her in this posture. You are right I got a hard on again. I called out her name softly but she did not reply. I touched her on the arm and said, “Kiran, tumhara berth uper wala hai tum wahan leto (Kiran, the upper berth is yours, you lie there).”

“Uuunnnn,” she said shaking her head. The whisky has taken effect, I thought.

“Kiran, tumhara berth uper wala hai tum wahan leto (Kiran, the upper berth is yours, you lie there),” I repeated.

Without removing her arm she said, “Uunn, tum uper let jao (Uunn, you lie on the top).”

This remark of hers gave me the opening I was looking for all evening but still to make sure, I asked, “You won’t mind?”

“No,” she said shaking her head.

I quickly lay down on top of her and pushing my standing cock between her parted legs, started to make fuck motions.

“WHA…,” she said surprised.

I immediately sealed her lips with mine. At first she tried to protest but few seconds later kissed me back. Her legs opened a little more making it easier for my lund (cock) to reach her choot (cunt).

When our kiss broke, she said softly, “Aap yeh kya kar rahe hain? (What are you doing?)”

“Jo tumne kaha tha wahi kar raha hoon. Uper let gaya hoon (I am doing what you said. I am lying on top),” I said.

“Mera yeh matlab nahin tha (This not what I meant),” she giggled.

Now confident of fucking her I started squeezing her tits and kissed her again and again. She kissed me back with the same fervor that I kissed her. Soft moans of pleasure escaped her.

I whispered, “Kiran, aise chudai main mazaa nahin aayega. Hum apne kapre uttar lain (Kiran, we will not enjoy fucking this way. Let us take off our clothes).”

‘Nahin, aisse hee chodo (No, fuck like this),” she said.

“Kiran, please take off your clothes,” I said again.

“Achcha, lakin batti band kar do mujhe sharam aati hai (Okay, but switch off the light, I feel embarrassed),” she replied.

I switched off the nightlight. I quickly undressed and watched her undress in the little light, which filtered through the door curtain and the window. When I saw that she had pulled off her panties, I suddenly switched on the main light of the compartment. With a small squeal she jumped into my arms, screaming, “EEEKK, batti kyon jaladi? (EEEKK, why did you switch on the light?)”

“Tera khoobsoorat badan dekhne ko (To admire your beautiful body),” I said holding her at arms length.

As expected her body was very pretty and without any blemish of any sort. Her shapely tits were firm and without any sag. Her nipples were hard with excitement and pointing at me. Her choot, with her swollen clit peeping out from in between her lower lips, had a freshly shaven look.

‘Sahebji, please switch off the light,” she pleaded.

Kissing her and running my fingers caressing her choot, I slowly led her to the berth and laid her down. In order not attract undue attention I switched off the main compartment light leaving the reading light on and I lay down next to her.

She was staring at my erect cock. “What is the matter? Haven’t you seen an erect cock before?’ I asked placing her hand on my standing cock.

“Aapka lund tau bahut barda hai. Mere mard ka laurda iss se chota hai (Your cock is very large. My husband’s cock is smaller),” she said.

“They come in all sizes,” I laughed taking her erect clitoris between my thumb and forefinger and pressed it.

“Ooooo,” she exclaimed bucking her bottoms against my hand.

I continued to press her clit and slowly moved my fingers into her wet choot and started to finger fuck her. When I drew my finger outwards she raised her choot to keep the finger from withdrawing.

She continued to moan with pleasure while I finger fucked her. After a while she took hold of my cock and tried to pull me on top of her. I mounted her but did not attempt to enter her choot. Instead, I rubbed my lund up and down in her wet slit, from her clit to her fuck hole and back.

She kept muttering, “Oh Sahebji, oh Sahebji,” with her eyes closed and her hips moving up and down in fuck motion.

“Sahebji, mujhe iss tereh kyon sata rahe ho. Please apna lund meri choot main dal kar mujhe chodo (Sahebji, why are you teasing me like this. Please put your cock in my cunt and fuck me),” she begged. I placed my cock on the door of her dripping choot and pushed slowly.

“Oh, oh zara dhire dhire, lag raha hai (Oh, oh little slowly, it is hurting),” she said.

Amid lot of UFF’s and OHH’s I entered her. Soon I was fully in her. I found her choot to be quite tight for a woman who had been married for four years and was used to regular fucking. Apparently her statement that the cock of her husband was smaller than mine was correct.

I slowly moved in and out. After a few strokes she let out a loud sigh and released her cunt juices wetting my prodder. I maintained my slow rhythm and soon her hips were moving in rhythm of my strokes.

‘FASTER SAHEBJI FASTER,’ she shouted.

“Shh, someone might hear you,” I said.

‘Let them,’ she panted.

Her breath was coming in gasps. Suddenly she threw her head back and her body arched pressing her choot against my crotch. It was not long before she came again with a long sigh. Without missing a stroke I continued till I felt my seed rising and my strokes became faster and harder.

“Darling, I am about to come,” I gasped.

“HAAN, MAIN BHI PHIR CHUTENE WALI HOON. OH AISSE HEE CHODO, HAAN AUR JOR SE, THORDA AUR. RUKANA NAHIN. JOR SE HAAN, HAAN OH OHHHHHHHHHHH (YES, I AM ALSO ABOUT TO CUM AGAIN. FUCK ME LIKE THIS, Y…HES HARDER, Y…HES STILL HARDER. DON’T STOP OH OHHHHHHHHHHH),” she yelled and fell back gasping for breath.

Just then I also spurted my cum into her fuck hole. When my lund (cock) lost its stiffness I withdrew and lay down next to her.

“Did you enjoy it?” I asked panting.

“Oh, it was heavenly. I have never cum like this before,” she said, “I hope my bald choot pleased you.”

“Oh yes, I love bald choots,” I said, caressing her shaven choot, “and it was tight like the choot of a freshly deflowered hairless choot of a young girl.”

“Aren’t you scared to deflower a virgin? This cock yours could kill her,” she said taking my limp cock in her hands.

“I have deflowered many virgins, young and old, and none of them have died. On the contrary all enjoyed themselves thoroughly,” I laughed, “enough about me, I hope I didn’t impose myself on you?”

“Not at all, I wanted you to fuck me,” she said blushing.

“Really, tell me about it,” I said.

“You already know that I was without a cock for two months. I was looking forward to my husband fucking me. I had also shaved my choot this morning, as my husband does not like hair on it. Thinking about my husband made me very horny,” she said moving the foreskin of cock up and down.

“While talking to you I saw you becoming hard every now and then. Seeing this my choot started to drip. I therefore decided not to wait for my husband to fuck me but to get fucked by you tonight. The trouble was I did not know how to go about it. I thought you would make a pass at me but you did not. When you offered me a drink, I accepted hoping to drown my inhibitions in alcohol and be able to give some suggestive hints. But this also did not help, as I could not overcome my maidenly shyness.”

“Soon it was bed time and I was very disappointed. That is why I was lying the way I was when you came back. Then you asked me to shift to my berth without thinking and out of frustration I made that remark. I actually meant for you to take the upper berth but thank God you misunderstood me and lay down on top of me. Rest you know. I was very happy that you had taken the initiative.”

“I knew that you wanted me to sleep on the upper berth but as I had wanted to fuck you from the moment I had laid my eyes upon you, I decided to take the risk and lie on top of you,” I said laughing.

“What would you done if I had screamed?” she giggled.

“I would have said that I misunderstood you,” I laughed.

“You are a sly man,” she laughed.

The conversation and Kiran’s handling of my lund had made it stiff again. I mounted her again and we enjoyed a long slow satisfying fuck. Then we lay back to rest and fell asleep.

When I got up the train was standing at a station. I looked at my watch. I had not slept more than 20 minutes. When the train started moving again I slowly removed her arm, which was round my chest and pushed her flat on her back. Kiran was fast asleep.

I crouched between her legs and separating her cunt lips started to lick along the length of her slit. She got up with a start and not knowing what was happening gave a small scream.

“Darling, not so loud,” I cautioned her again.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” she said loudly.

“Let me do what I like. Just lie back and enjoy yourself,” I said and continued to eat her choot.

“Oh Sahebji, it feels sooooo good,” she moaned, raising her hips and pressed her cunt against my lips.

The train and my tongue gathered speed. I licked and sucked her swollen clit. Suddenly I took her hard clit between my teeth and bit lightly on it.

“OWW, IT HURTS BUT IT FEELS SOOOO GOOD. DON’T STOP. GO ON Y…HES GO ON. I AM NEARLY THERE. OH OHHH I AAAAMMMMM COOOMMMMIIIINNNGGGGG,” she screamed and released a stream of warm cunt juice in my mouth.

“Darling, raise your legs and hold them there,” I said, continuing to eat her pussy

She raised her legs and held them aloft exposing her gaping choot hole. I rimmed her cunt. ‘OH MY GOD, IT FEELS WONDERFUL,’ she screamed. Then I shoved my tongue in her lower mouth.

“AGHRR,” she yelped and with a loud sigh came again.

As I licked her offering, she yelled, “MUJHSE AB SAHA NAHIN JATA. SAHEBJI, DER MAT KARO. APNA LAURDA MERI CHOOT MAIN GHUSSERD DO (I CAN’T STAND IT ANY MORE. SAHEBJI, DON’T DELAY. SHOVE YOUR COCK INTO MY CUNT).”

Ignoring her pleas I started to tongue fuck her. After few minutes she was on the boil again. She pressed her choot to my mouth and placed her hands on the back of my head guiding me to her sensuous spots. She was coming non-stop like a waterfall.

‘SAHEBJI, FASTER Y…HESSS TONGUE FUCK ME FASTER. OH OHHH I AMMM COOMMMMMMIIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGGG,’ she screamed.

I continued to tongue fuck her but she caught me by my hair and tried to pull me on top of her. “Sahebji, ab mujhe chodo (Sahebji, fuck me now),” she said gasping for breath.

I got on top of her. “Your wish is my command,” I chuckled and placing my cock at the entrance of her choot pushed in the whole of it in one hard stroke.

“OWWW,” she cried.

I started to move my cock in and out of her dripping choot. I fucked her with long slow strokes. I kept varying the length and speed constantly and her moans of pleasure got louder and louder. Her bottoms moved in rhythm of my strokes. Suddenly she threw back her head and her back arched upwards.

“H…HAAN AUR ZOR SE CHODO. HAAN AUR TEZ. OH OHH MERA NIKALNE WALA HAI (Y…HESS FUCK ME HARDER. Y…HES FASTER. OH OHH I AM ABOUT TO CUM),” she moaned loudly.

I continued to fuck her with steady strokes.

“Y…HESS Y…HESSS, SAHEBJI, I AMMM COMMMMIIIINNNNG,” she screamed and lay panting. I slowed down to give her time to catch her breath.

“OH SAHEBJI, DON’T STOP. KEEP MOVING. MAKE ME CUM AGAIN,” she panted bucking her bottoms from below.

I recommenced the fuck motion. After a few strokes her bottoms started to move, keeping rhythm with my in and out strokes. I felt my sperm rising and my strokes became shorter and harder.

“SAHEBJI, CONTINUE LIKE THIS. YOU WILL MAKE ME CUM AGAIN,” she panted.

“I am not too far away also,” I panted.

“FASTER, SAHEBJI, FASTER AND HARDER. I AM NEARLY THERE. Y…HESSS, Y…HESSS I AMM THERE OHHH SAAAHEEEEBJIIIII,” she shouted and fell back on the bed gasping for breath. At this moment I also shot my load into her cum thirsty cunt. Our lips drew together. We lay kissing and savoring the sensations we had just experienced.

“Sahebji, I am surprised that you licked my cunt,” she panted.

“Why? Has your husband not licked your cunny,” I asked.

“No never. What is it called?’ she said.

“It is called cunnilingus or crudely eating the pussy,” I said, ‘I am surprised your husband has never eaten such a pretty pussy.”

“No, this was my first time,” she replied, “My husband squeezes my boobs, sucks their nipples and fucks me. That’s all.”

“Did you enjoy yourself?” I asked.

“Oh it was fantastic,” she said, “I have leaned something new tonight.”

“Jaan, abhi tau kayi aur cheezain seekhni hain tumne (Darling, you have to learn many more new things),” I replied.

She looked at me with questioning eyes.

“Jaan, abhi tau tumne mere laurde ko apne muh main lekar choosna hai (Darling, you have to take my cock in your mouth and suck it),” I said.

“No, I am not going to do it. It is wet and slimy,” she said.

“It is your choot that has made it wet and slimy. First lick it clean then suck it,” I said, “Come on do it.”

“Please don’t make me,” she pleaded.

“If I can lick your cunt then you can suck my cock also,” I said pressing her head on my semi hard cock.

She opened her mouth and started to suck. After a couple of minutes my cock became hard as a rock. At first her teeth hurt me but I instructed her and soon she got the hang of it and sucked my cock like an experienced cocksucker.

“Kiran, go on. You are doing fine,” I moaned as her head bobbed up and down.

I caught her head and started to fuck her mouth. “Darling, go on. Don’t stop. I am about to cum,” I moaned.

She tried to free her head from my grip but I held her head tightly. “Oh I am coming,” I moaned and spurted jet after jet of cum into her mouth.

She didn’t swallow but collected all my cum in her mouth. “Swallow it,” I said.

She shook her head. I pinched her nose and held it. She had to decide whether to swallow or choke. She swallowed naturally.

A guy and his…? 60 Dreamscape by pars001

Introduction:

More dream sex!Jake Freemon – Main character                                                Rita – older female and one of Juno’s sisters
Gen – Jakes first Jinn                                                                Tina – Rita’s daughter
Jinn – What the genies are called                                             Trully –  second Jinn doc Rasmir’s little sister
Tommy Sinclair – Friend of Jake’s and fellow worker            Nyrae – Juno’s powerful Jinn  
Mary – Boss’s daughter                                                              Nuha – Leader of Deadly Trio    
Juno – Jakes big Boss and Mary’s Father                                 Abla – sister of Nuha member of Deadly trio
Jinn Council – Council of major Jinns                                        Fatin – sister of Nuha third member of trio
Yasmen – Gen’s mother                                                            Tyrin – neighbor of Nyrae’s parents
Doctor – the Jinn doctor (Hiram)                                                 Aahil – one of the twin Jinn princes
Rasmir – Gen’s father                                                                 Aalee – other twin Jinn prince
Rosalinda – Jake’s second Jinn – Once called Dreama         Amira – Jinn Princess sister of twins
Rashala – Gen’s niece and Jake’s 3rd Jinn                               Al-Mazhab – King of the Jinns
Tankena – evil brother of Rasmir                                             Qistina – Ex Queen of the Jinns, the Leader
Sheeka – former evil female Jinn Jake’s 4th Jinn                    Marie – Juno’s ex – wife
Akeesha – Sheeka’s twin sister                                                  Kasha – Marie’s powerful Jinn
Inger – Mary’s Jinn, Akeesha’s lover                                         Zahra – evil elite Jinn working with Marie

Akeesha hugged then kissed Jake as they both lay down beside Inger closing their eyes. Almost immediately Jake was in a grey misty area, not unlike where he first met Nyrae. Looking around he thought that Akeesha would be there with him. Shrugging he started walking towards what he felt was Inger. The thing is it was extremely weak. 

Jake hadn’t gone far when he heard a voice above him yelling. Looking up he saw what or whom he thought was Akeesha falling toward him. Shaking his head he stood his ground waiting ’til she was almost on top of him. Putting his hand out, he thought stop then watched amazed as Akeesha floated above him! 

“Ok that was weird. I thought I had no power what so ever.” Jake told Akeesha. 

“In the actual world you don’t Master Jake. It appears though that in this realm you have a firm grasp on what is what. This is so confusing Master Jake.” Akeesha said confusion on her face. 

“Akeesha do you Jinns dream?” Jake asked. 

“Dream? I am unfamiliar with that word Master Jake.” Akeesha replied. 

Taking his hand Jake brought Akeesha to the… he guessed it was ground. “Touch my mind so I can show you Akeesha.” Jake told her. 

Nodding still confused Akeesha did as Jake asked. For a moment she still looked confused then after a few moments clarity started to show on her face. “I see now Master Jake. I believe this is the hulm state. We of the Jinn race abandoned it centuries ago. We only do it once every five hundred years.” 

Jake was nodding at what she was saying ’til she finished. Once every five hundred years! “Here I thought it was you that was going to have to protect me! The human race calls this the dreamscape. We experience it almost all the time.”  

About that time a fierce looking green monster attacked them. Akeesha waved nodded then was amazed when nothing happened! “Master Jake! I have no power!” 

Jake nodded making a chopping motion with his hand, Akeesha watched amazed as the monster split in two then vanished! 

“It’s as I thought I have much more experience in this than you do, crap we’re screwed!” Jake said.

“No Master Jake I don’t think so. With me guiding you we should be fine.” Akeesha reassured him. 

Jake looked at Akeesha as if she’d lost her mind. “I’m not sure I can protect us enough for us to make it to where she is. You may know the way though us actually getting there is going to take a miracle!” 

“Well Master Jake.” Akeesha said staring at Jake intensely. “I believe in you deeply, as I believe that Inger does. As a matter of fact I can almost feel her expecting the both of us to show up and save her.” 

Jake could only shake his head, “I’m glad that you have as much faith in me as you do. I for one don’t, have you forgotten I am just a human? I…” 

“You,” Akeesha started a look of pride on her face. “Are the most unusual human I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. If anyone can save her it is you Master Jake!” 

Jake could only stare at Akeesha still finding it hard to believe. “Alright Akeesha, if this is a dream realm as I think it is then let me try something.” 

Thinking of Inger, Jake pictured her as clearly as he could. When nothing happened, Jake closed his eyes. Thinking of Akeesha and him standing and being where Inger was being held, Jake felt a momentary stillness in the air. Suddenly they were both standing next to what appeared to be a hole. 

“Master Jake!” Akeesha said excited. “I can actually feel her again! She feels trapped! I can feel her pain!” Jake had to grab Akeesha stopping her from jumping into the hole in front of them. 

Let me go Master Jake! She is hurting so badly!” Akeesha was yelling tears starting to form in her eyes. 

“Wait Akeesha!” Jake said sternly to her. “I can feel that this is a trap, at least it feels like it. Remember you have no power, how exactly were you going to go into this without getting hurt?”  

Akeesha blinked twice as her mouth dropped open. Bowing low she nodded. “I feel that you have again saved my life Master Jake.” Leaning over she lightly kissed Jake on his cheek. “Thank you, now what are we to do?” 

“Well, considering you can now feel her. I think I may have a way to get closer. Apparently the Jinn have some type of block that even my kind have trouble with.” Here Jake smiled, “she hasn’t met a true dreamer yet has she?” Jake asked as he smiled broader looking at Akeesha. 

Akeesha was confused a moment, A true dreamer? Then she remembered the plans that she had seen Master Jake drawing. Ah! A true dreamer! She believed she was starting to grasp just what he was saying. 

“Let us hope so Master Jake. If this bitch of a Jinn harms my love, I will make her suffer horrors untold!” Akeesha said as Jake watched her eyes glow for a moment then go back to normal. 

Interesting Jake thought then started to think over every part of his thoughts when they had suddenly appeared where they were. Hmmm so it appeared that they could not appear next to Inger but they could get closer. With a smile Jake nodded he had a plan, well, as well a plan as possible at the moment. 

“Alright Akeesha, I might not be able to get us right to where she is. I think I can get us a lot closer. Hang on going to try again.” Jake told Akeesha who nodded. 

Closing his eyes Jake could swear that he could actually see where Inger was. The thing was he could also see that evil elite Jinn that Rashala had injured. So it appeared she had healed, it 
was… That’s right! This was the dream realm she would be whole here! Though as to the extent of her power that remained to be seen. 

Jake watched in his thoughts as he backed off further and further until the resistance wasn’t as strong. Nodding he opened his eyes, smiling at Rashala. “Here we go!” Jake said as he felt the air still again. Just as suddenly they were standing outside what appeared to be a room of darkness. 

Looking in Jake and Akeesha could see the evil Jinn standing almost seeming to wait. Jake could only guess for them to make appearance. Nodding Jake leaned over to Akeesha whispering in her ear. At first Akeesha’s eyes were wide then she nodded vigorously. Jake touched her arm a moment then whispered in her ear again. Startled she nodded yes, looking at Jake as if he’d lost his mind.  

Getting up Jake nodded to Akeesha then stepped through the dark doorway. The evil Jinn’s head snapped up as soon as Jake appeared. 

“Tsk, another stupid human I see!” The evil Jinn sent a huge fireball at Jake. Yawning Jake closed his fist watching as the fireball fizzled then went out just as fast. “NO! You have no power! There is no way that the others are supplying power as I cut off everything from outside here!” 

“As I was told this realm or world is called the hulm state, and something that all Jinns abandoned many centuries ago.” When the astonished visage of Zahra could only nod Jake continued. “We, who are human, have not abandoned it. Humans use this state to create new ideas and concepts that can be brought forth to the real world. Being who I am, what I do.” Here Jake smiled widely. “Mine is far stronger than most.” 

“NO!” Zahra screamed as she tried to attack Jake, only to find that she had sudden uncontrollable desire for him. “What is this trickery? This is the hulm state! There are no feelings, nothing!” 

“I think you will find that in my case you are dead wrong!” Jake said as he moved closer. The 
visage of Zahra suddenly had a look of panic, then one of pure lust! “It isn’t possible your sexual attraction I…” 

Zahra started to shred what few clothes that she had on. Behind her he saw Inger awaken and stir. Looking at her arms, legs, and chest she saw the mental chains that were holding her down. A momentarily look of panic crossed her face then her head snapped to stare at Jake. Then she quickly averted her head when Jake was suddenly naked his erection growing harder by the second. 

Moving closer to Zahra Jake could see that she was in a deep sex lust. Staring at Jake, Zahra rapidly moved to Jake dropping to her knees taking him as deeply as she could. Jake could feel her groan in a lust induced state as she took all him deep in her throat. “I have been dreaming of having you Master Jake since I saw you that first time in my mistress’s place.” 

Groaning again Jake could feel her throat muscles as they started to ripple around him. Damn Jake thought she’s not half bad; too bad she’s as bad as she is! The both of them groaning Jake could feel a massive orgasm building as she quickened her ministrations. Reaching down Jake took a hold of her nipples as she started to twitch. A moment later Jake started to empty his scrotum into her waiting mouth. All the while twisting her nipples causing her to orgasm! 

Falling back her legs opening to reveal her wet, open sex Zahra looked at Jake with a begging look. “Master Jake take this vessel, these feelings have never been experienced by it or the real body. Take this vessel the pain is increasing!” Panting the visage started to make lewd motions toward Jake. 

Sighing Jake thought he’d have to wash for a week to feel clean again. Moving between the legs of the Zahra visage Jake slowly sunk in. The eyes of the visage opened wide as they felt the length of Jake as it slowly slid deeper. Screaming out from the pleasure she couldn’t believe how wonderful or full she was! 

As slowly as he could Jake started to move within Zahra, shit he thought she’s as tight as a virgin. Is it possible that this is another man hater? Like Akeesha was? Shaking his head Jake had to keep her distracted until Inger was free. Motioning for Akeesha he did his best not to break the slow rhythm he’d established. 

Concentrating on both the sex he was having and breaking the mental chains was taxing to say the least. Barely able to watch he saw Akeesha pull first one of the left then the right arms. The slight jump in Inger’s power let him know they were on the right track. Akeesha had just got the left leg loose when Zahra started to orgasm! 

Akeesha let go of the mental chains as Zahra started to scream even louder. Zahra couldn’t believe that such feelings existed! She’d always been led to believe that all males cared about were themselves. She heard they all only wanted to hurt strong females! What was going on? There was no pain! No caring only for his self! As of yet Master Jake had yet to reach his release! 

As soon as the chains weren’t glowing Jake thought as well as he could for them to be weak again. Damn it! This was going to take all the will power he had! This Jinn was as tight as Gen was! It was taking all he had to not let loose within her! Even as he watched he saw Inger’s other leg come loose. 

Slowly but surely Jake could feel the chains that were wrapped around Inger start to fall away. Good he could feel that she was almost back to normal. They still had to leave before he could; they were free though they had no power. 

Suddenly Inger sat up kissing Akeesha a smoldering hot moment of passion that made all the chains suddenly vanish! 

Inger looked at Jake smiling then Akeesha and her both rose toward the opening. Breathing a sigh of relief Jake finally started to plunge faster into Zahra. Zahra, screaming out even louder, Jake had to hold on as the body of the visage began to convulse, thrashing back and forth. 

Jake had held back as long as he could, his scrotum almost in pain from want of release. Finally seeing that the both of them were gone, Jake roared out as he felt his cum. Shit he thought, this was going to be huge! Shooting out in an almost continuous stream, Jake felt her fill to over flowing. Still moving he could feel it leaking out around his organ. 

Zahra’s eyes went wide as she felt the hot seed of Master Jake filling her. Then eyes went wider! She could feel it; she could feel all of it! By the great Jinn! It was glorious! Suddenly looking over she saw that her prisoner was gone! For a moment, only a moment, she thought this was all a rouse, but how? No man she’d ever seen or felt was like what Master Jake had. 

Suddenly tears started to form in her eyes. “I am sorry that she is as evil as she is Master Jake. Thank you for showing me what this is supposed to be like. All this time I thought it would only be pain.” Turning away she whispered, “It is a shame she will never know of this.” 

“What do you mean?” Jake asked of her. 

“I know that this part of her has to die. It is an unfortunate thing; I think she could have learned from this. It is one of the main things that keeps her as bad as she is.” The visage sadly told Jake. 

Jake sat back a moment as he thought about this. Looking at the visage he could feel that everything about it was different. What the hell was going on? If he had sex with the real bad Jinn would she turn also? Smirking Jake thought damn! Maybe I am becoming a sex god! 

A moment later Inger appeared glowing, her power at full. Jake moved in front of the visage as Inger gasp. 

“It’s alright Master Jake, move a little and I will end her!” Inger growled out. 

“NO!” Jake shouted. “I have a plan.” Motioning to Inger, Jake leaned to her whispering to her. At first she shook her head her eyes wide. As time passed Inger looked at the visage with a surprised look then started to nod. Finally a wide smile crossed her features. 

“If all is as you say Master Jake, then there is an extremely great chance it could work. I am willing to take the chance if you are Master Jake. I owe you three times now, not sure if I can even begin to pay you back.” 

Nodding Jake watched a few minutes then was suddenly opening his eyes. Groaning he heard Akeesha’s voice, “Finally praise the great Jinn he’s awake!” 

Sitting up he saw all his Jinns worried faces. Then he groaned when he saw that both Mary and her father were looking at each other suspiciously. Another groan beside him as Inger sat up. Whispering she said, “It is done Master Jake, though I am still unsure.” 

Jake was suddenly forgotten as Mary and Akeesha rushed to hold and kiss Inger. Both of them were looking her over making sure that she was whole. Laughing Inger said, “I am fine, though mistress?” She said directly to Mary reaching up to touch Mary’s crotch. “I do believe I haven’t finished your loving,” causing Mary and Akeesha to smile at each other

Real estate agent coerced into sex by Mfer1973

Introduction:

My name is Madison and this is a story about the day my eyes were opened to a life that I needed to leave behind and a life I needed to live.My name is Madison. I’m 22, have sandy blonde hair, hazel eyes and a curvy athletic figure. I like to where clothes and accessories that accent my figure. 

A couple months ago, I obtained my real estate license to help pay off college expenses. It has gone well so far and I have made some great commissions.

A few weeks ago my mother asked me to fill in for her, on a showing. I told her no problem. I loved real estate and helping people with their dream residence, especially this one. It was a $25 million mansion. She told me I would be meeting the client, his assistant and their lawyer. I was stoked!

On the morning of the showing. I showered, put on a delicate smelling body splash, as well as a sexy cream colored lacy bra and panties, and sheer white lace topped stockings. I then put on a red satin upper body hugging dress, that came to the mid thigh. I did my makeup to the nines. I looked pretty sharp and hoped I would make a great impression.

I left the house on the morning of the showing. I was a little nervous. This was a huge opportunity and I knew I had to shine.

I arrived about :20 minutes before the appointment time, to get set up. Took the champagne out of the cooler and put it on ice. Put out some cheeses, fruits and assorted crackers. Everything looked superb. Lastly, I checked my appearance, to make sure nothing was out of place.

About 5 minutes after the scheduled time, the doorbell rang and I went to answer it. To my surprise the client was actually an I.R.S. agent and 2 investigators, all three big black guys. They came in and told me to come in the living room, they had some questions about my father’s business dealings. I was very nervous and scared. 

My father is a successful attorney, businessman and a great father. I don’t know what he had done, or if someone had done something to him. I would do anything for my dad. But, I was getting more nervous by the second. They proceeded to tell me, my father was in serious financial debt and had been cheating on his taxes for a couple years. I was in a state of shock. They had stacks of paperwork and it looked legit. I began to tear up, thinking my dad may go to prison. 

One of the guys asked if I knew anything about this, but I had no clue. This whole day had turned into a nightmare! I got up and said I had to use the restroom, but instead got me a drink and slammed the first glass of champagne and immediately poured another. I went back to the living room and asked what was going to happen? They said this is very serious and could land my dad in the fed joint for a decade or more. I began to cry again. I asked if there was anything I could do to make, the sentence lighter? One of the guys asked what was I suggesting? I said I didn’t know, but was open to suggestions. At that point all 3 got up and approached me. They stood their in front of me for a moment. The one said they don’t know if they’d ever questioned a woman as pretty as me. I began to get very nervous. They said if I was nice to them, they would work something out. I knew exactly what they wanted and I caved. 

One of the guys went behind me and was making comments about my body. He then slowly started unzipping my dress. I could feel the coolness of the air on my exposed back. When he had my dress unzipped, he moved to the clasp of my bra and undid it. I felt naked already. He was slowly and gently running his fingertips up and down my back. Then his hands went past my sides and onto my stomach. They lingered there for a bit. My stomach was in knots. I had goose bumps all over my body. He slowly ran his hands up the front of my body, till he reached my firm breasts. A sigh and groan escaped my mouth. He rubbed them for couple minutes. I was shocked I was just allowing this. Then I felt his hands leave my body and start to remove my dress. I stood there lock kneed while my dress was removed. When my dress and bra were off and pooled at my feet, I was standing only in my panties, stockings and heels. I could see their lust by my appearance. 

The guy from behind moved away and back to the front of me. At that point they started to undress. I knew what was coming and knew there was no way to stop it. 

The got completely undressed and was terrified by the size of their cocks. They all had to be close to 10” and fat. They were all fit and muscular. 

The one who was in charge told me to come to them and get on my knees. I was so shaky as I started to move. I got to them and hesitated. The guy said on your knees now, or daddy will go to jail. I slowly knelt down. All three were about 3/4 erect and huge. I was instructed to stroke them for a bit. I did as I was told. They were moaning and saying nasty things. Then I was instructed to start sucking all of their dicks. I reluctantly started sucking all three dicks. After a few minutes of this, my jaw was hurting from the size of their cocks. I tried to slow down, but they took control of my head and started ramming their dicks into my mouth. It was disgusting. They were jeering me and chanting, daddy’s going to jail. My heart hurt so bad.

I was pulled to my feet and dragged to the dining room table. I was ordered to and bent forward till my chest was flat on the table. The guy in charge came up behind me. He started running his hand up and down my stockinged legs. All of the sudden, he grabbed the waistband of my panties, ripped them off! I couldn’t believe I agreed to this. These men were animals. Then he ran his hand up my leg and was rubbing my pussy roughly, while occasionally sticking a finger in my pussy. Then in one forceful thrust, he was inside me. The pain was so immense, it stopped rational thought and took my breath away. He was laughing at me, calling me daddy’s little whore. The other 2 came up to my side and were trying to put their dicks in my mouth. I held my mouth shut till the asshole fucking me jammed a finger into my ass. My mouth flew open and a cock went in. The guy started fucking my mouth with so much force, I thought he would break a tooth. He released my head and pulled out of my mouth, only to be replaced by the other one. He did the same thing.

With everything happening to my mouth, I almost got used to the guy fucking me. After a bit, both guys pulled out of me and I was placed on my back. Another one of the guys lifted my legs up in his arms and shoved his dick into me. He started pounding me hard. I almost lost consciousness again. The third guy pulled my head to the side and slapped my face with his dick, before jamming it into my mouth. 

My body was so sore by this time. With everything that was happening, I lost track of the first guy. After a bit, they finally pulled out of me and I was led to the living room and was forced to straddle the third guy who was sitting on the couch. I was instructed to put his dick in pussy. He told me to grind and rock my hips. I did as I was told and was actually rubbing his dick into my clit. I started feeling myself about to cum. Which made my blood curdle. But, without fail, my pussy burst and I came with a scream like none I’ve had before. The guys were being vulgar. Saying this whore just came, she wants it. They were telling me, they weren’t done with me, and they may make me do this again, for more payment. That I was the tightest they’d had. The hottest too. I was grossed out at the thought.

As I was coming down, I felt someone getting behind me. Then I felt a wet substance being smeared on my asshole. The guy under me, pulled me to his chest and the guy behind me placed his hands on my hips, and placed his cock on my asshole. He put the head in. The pain was brutal! Every stroke after was more forceful and he went deeper in. After a couple minutes, it felt like a coke can was being shoved up me. Both guys started slamming into me. I was struggling to breath. My vision was blurry and I was shaking all over. Then I realized, I just had another orgasm. What the fuck is wrong with me? Was this what I wanted? Were they right? Did I actually want this? Was I fucking them, as much as they were fucking me? Did my body trick my mind into thinking this felt good? 

As they fucked me harder, my body started to cave. I was actually grinding my hips and simultaneously pushing back against the cock in my ass. The third guy came up and put his dick into my mouth. I was sucking as he pushed into my mouth. He was grunting and knew he was about to cum, so he pulled out. I then started kissing the guy below me on his neck. Telling them to breathlessly to fuck me! The guy behind me reached around, grabbed my tits and was pinching my nipples. I had a mind shattering orgasm and was shaking violently. 

When I got my senses back, I told them I wanted to suck them off. They literally jumped out me. I went to my knees and grabbed 2 cocks, while I told the other guy to shove his cock into my mouth and fuck my mouth hard. I switched from guy to guy for a bit, until one guy pulled away, got behind me and started fucking me hard from behind, I came again. They took turns for a bit. I could tell they were ready to cum and I told them I wanted their cum on my face. 

I was stroking and sucking them until one guy grabbed my head and shot gobs of cum on my face. The other 2 followed suit. I was a mess and really sore. But, I’ve never been more sexually satisfied. 

Before this day, I was engaged to a nice guy. I knew I would never be satisfied with him anymore. It turned me on even more, to know, they did the same to my mom. But, what she didn’t know was, this was all a sham. Dad wasn’t in any trouble, they got to my mom and she turned me over to them. What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her. I on the other hand am going to a swingers club with a nephew of one of the 3 guys. The things I’ve done in the last few weeks, have opened up a new life for me. Sex with double digit partners. Men and women. 

The first time I was touched by a woman, my heart skipped a beat and I attacked her. She licked me so deep. Sucked on my clit and gave me an orgasm, that made me pass out. She woke me up with a kiss and I kissed down her body and got my first taste of pussy. It was wonderful and she tasted like strawberries. I must’ve done something right, because she squirted all over my face. I was surprised, but pleasantly!

Next month I am going to Jamaica for a week of nonstop fucking. Many gangbangs, orgies and just fucking my guy. Can’t wait! Keep you all posted!

RAYA AND CARLY’S SEXY SEX STORIES A CLOSET NYMPHO STORY BY ANTONIO MURPHY

It’s 3 am Lester is awakened by his massive hard-on Lester hears the water running in the shower. Walking into the bathroom, he sees his daughter best friend showering Lester admires the young ladies sex body his cock gets even hard. Pulling the curtains back, Raya sees a huge cock right in front of her, dropping her towel at the excitement of  Stepping out of the shower to a cock that size made Raya’s pussy wet Can I touch it she asked. Yes, Lester said, grabbing Lesters huge cock made Rayia so fucking horny without warning Raya’s mouth was all over Lester’s cock. Lester grabbed his phone and pulled up blow job videos for Raya to watch to learn how to suck a man’s cock Rayia did just as the woman on the video did and it drove Lester wild Raya made Lester cum in ten seconds flat drinking every drop of his cum. After she kissed Lester forcing all the cum back down his throat, Lester spread Raya’s legs apart slowly feeling the warmth of her teenage thighs. Lester warm breath made Rayia shiver when Lester applied his lips to her clit licking and sucking her gently running his finger softly over her hard nipples made Raya scream out loud for more of Lester’s touch pinning Rayia’s leg behind her head Lester lick her pussy causing Raya to squirt into Lester’s mouth. Try to push Lester’s head away from her clit Raya moved her hips slowly so she would squirt even harder with the next wave of orgasms that was to follow shortly after. Lester rubbed his huge cock head over Raya’s clit nonstop Raya moaned and squirted as hard as she could. Now Lester said let’s see how you handle getting fisted pouring baby oil all over his hands Lester slid his whole hand inside of Rayia’s tight pussy slowly going in and out letting Raya get past the pain. Now picking up the paste Lester started to go faster Raya’s body shook nonstop faster and faster Lester went the more Raya squirted pulling his hand out slowly Lester plunged his huge cock deep into Rayia’s pussy. He is not giving Raya time to finish her orgasm, pounding her pussy so fast Raya squirt seven times back to back.

Long stroking Raya just made it worst now Raya is speaking in tongues but Lester till long dicked her down any way till finally, Lester came inside her causing her to shake uncontrollably still speaking in tongues Raya was out of it, so Lester claimed her down and cuddled with her till they both drifted off to sleep. The next day Raya and Carly went to the mall her dad Lester had work he had to finish, so he dropped them off, Carly and Raya spent the day shopping and trying on clothing Carly was in the dressing room taking off her panties to try on the new ones she bought bending over to sild them up. Carly showed off her massive pussy a security officer walking by looking down saw panties on the floor, so Roy opened the door which Carly forgot to lock walking in Roy saw her bending over to take off her new panties damn Roy said that’s one big pussy I would love to suck that shit. Carly tried to cover herself but stopped after he had already seen her pussy out sorry Roy said, but your body is sexy Roy told Carly would you like to taste me she asked for real Roy said yes but take it easy on me I’m a virgin you know. Locking the door, Roy walked over to Carly lifting her off her feet and standing her on the bench Carly opened her legs slowly to give Roy access to her clit. Roy sucked Carly slowly as Roy did, so Carly moaned softly I never had a jamcan man lick my pussy before Carly said, but Roy’s mouth was full with Carly’s huge clit in it. Grabbing Roy by his dreads, Carly face fucked him right in front of the camera sucking and licking Carly fast now she squirmed as she was about to cum. Stopping Roy pulled his enormous cock out slipped it right into Carly’s wet cum soaked pussy. Carly screamed as Roy had about eighteen inches of dick he was pounding on her with tears flowing down Carly’s face, but the excitement of getting fucked right in the dressing room with people and the camera looking at them made her pussy that much wetter fucking Carly deep made her cum so fearlessly. I want to suck your dick Carly told Roy after she squirted cum all over his huge cock dropping to her knees Carly tried to fit all of Roy’s massive cock into her mouth, but it was just too big for her to do so. But Carly did put one hell of a head job on Roy’s dick head tho she worked Roy head so good he came so hard cum shot out of Carly’s nose. Taking his cock rally deep down Carly’s throat Roy came again and again damn Roy said wow that was good. As they got dressed and kissed Roy gave Carly his number And said call me any time my queen Carly grabbed Roy taking him back into the dressing room and riding his dick again damn I love this dick Carly told Roy. Roy’s stroke was so powerful it made Carly’s legs shake constantly fucking the shit out of Carly Roy bend her over and fucked her ass intensely Carly screamed and didn’t care who could hear her holding Carly by both of her wrists Roy long stroked her tight asshole making Carly shit the floor around them. O I’m about to cum again Roy said as he fucked Carly ass faster finally Roy shot his sperm right inside Carly’s asshole filling her up good pulling their pants back up and walking off Carly left her panties on the floor as well see as they were soaked in shit. Raya came just in time to see Carly walking funny as she exited the dressing room what have you been doing she asked will tell you later right now we have to get something to eat stomach is killing me. (Hi, this is Raya and Carly if you would like to read more of our hot slutty sex stories then smash that like button and our writer will bring you more of our sexy sex stories. Thank you for reading.)

GIRL WHO CAME BACK

Introduction:

My first story, very story-based, so starts quite slow. Hope you like it,It starts the same way. Standing in my living room with the phone ringing. Around me, walls rip away, frames are sucked into the sky, the ground cracks, everything is chaos, and yet, there was no sound apart from that damn ringing. I try to stop myself, but as always, like every other time, I walk over, the dream refusing to end, refusing to let go. I pick up the phone, and hear the words, “Is this David Leonard? Sir, there’s been an accident…”

And as always, I jerk awake, my face drenched in sweat. As always, I just sit by the edge of the bed and while waiting for the tears to stop, think about my past, what I had lost.

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I was 16 when I met my wife. It should have been nothing special, just a friend introducing her to me, but from the moment I met Jeanne, it just sort of clicked, no matter how corny it may sound. Jeanne was a pretty 5’5 brunette with brown eyes and a smile that could warm the coldest of days. Despite looking very ordinary, wearing jeans with a loose green top at the time, I found myself being more attracted to her than any of our college sluts who go around wearing tight tops and skirts that look more like belts. She was something different, something special.

We went to the same college, were chosen for the same university, most of my young adult years was spent with her, my closest friend. As we grew older, the line between friends/couple became increasingly strained, sideway glances turning into guilty smiles, guilty smiles turning into flirting, flirting turning into teasing, but neither of us took it any further. Too scared, too proud or the fear of rejection, I don’t know, but it looked like I would forever remain in the friend zone, which is the worst place for a guy to be. Fact.

That changed when Jeanne had invited me as her +1 for cousin’s wedding, both of us being 19 at the time. I had already been introduced to her parents, John and Nadine, and they seemed to like me, so it wasn’t awkward or out of the blue. Anyway, during the reception, I found myself dancing with one of the bride’s sisters, who was very…enthusiastic, let’s put it like that. Especially her hands, which were definitely rubbing against things they shouldn’t. Trying to pull away, and ignoring that sly look in her eyes, my eyes caught Jeanne, who was trying hard not to laugh at my discomfort. And yet, she seemed slightly bothered about it as well.

Managing to pull away, I sat down next to Jeanne, ignoring her jibes. Throughout the evening, the eager bridesmaid tried to catch my eye several times while I was talking to Jeanne, but I smiled back at her, not wanting to hurt her feelings. Of course, that only encouraged her and so, when I saw her approaching me, I did the only logical thing I could think of. I asked Jeanne to dance with me.

Spontaneous. Random. Out of the blue. Jeanne looked at me curiously, before glancing to the bridesmaid, and asked, “Any particular reason?”

“It’s a wedding. People are dancing. Do I really need a reason?”

The way she was staring at me, I half-expected her to decline. But to my surprise, Jean sighed, saying, “Come on, then.”

It was a slow song, and so, finding some space on the floor, I drew her in, placing my hand on her waist and did that classic dance that involved nothing but circling, made for people like me who had no idea how to dance. We moved slowly, just me and her. I had expected for it to feel awkward, having never danced, not even at my prom. But in reality, it was…nice. I found myself enjoying the closeness, the warmth shared between us. Looking down at her, and seeing the small smile on her face, I forgot every piece of restraint I had and kissed her. At the contact, every part of me shivered, and as Jeanne kissed me back, I failed to notice anything else. No idea how long it lasted, could have been years, before she pulled away, and it was only when she gave a small smile and rested her head on my shoulder that my heart started beating again. Both of us giddy as fools, we carried on dancing, oblivious to the world and whoever was in it.

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The same nightmare. The same Phone. The Same message. “There’s been an accident. You need to…”

The living room fades to black. The only thing left were the voices.

“Severe Damage…Heavy Blood loss”
“She’s going into cardiac arrest!”
“Clear!!!”

Then it abruptly stops, moments of silence. And then:

“I’m sorry, Mr.Leonard. We did everything we could, but we were unable to save both of them.”

With a cry of anguish, I was back to real life, in the early morning. Breathing heavily, I forced myself up and went downstairs, not even bothering to try to go back to sleep. How could I, knowing that the funeral was in a few hours?

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Three years later after our kiss, a year after our marriage, Jeanne gave birth to our daughter. She had been staying with her parents during the final stages of her pregnancy as per her request, which meant I only heard that she was in labour as I was making my way home from the airport, having been at a conference for the past three days. Smashing the gas pedal of my BMW, I raced to the hospital, driving to the edge of my- no, the car’s limit. Speed cameras, I hear you say? Funny, I didn’t notice any.

Shutting the car door behind me, running as fast as I can, I made my way through the hospital. Darting through hallways, asking for directions impatiently, I finally saw John standing outside a door, anxiously waiting. Apologizing to him for the delay, and finding out that Nadine was with Jeanne, the two of us waited in that hallway, neither one of us saying a word. I was terrified, partly thinking about everything that could go wrong, but most of all, that soon, I was going to be a father. I mean, holy…

The door opened and the nurse told us to come in. I looked at John, and asked, “You ready to meet your granddaughter?”

He gave a nervous smile, replying, “About as ready as you meeting your daughter.”

Taking a deep breath, I walked into the room, and that’s when I first saw her, crying in Jeanne’s arms. Walking over, I met Jeanne’s eyes, and we both smiled/cried as we looked down at our daughter. She was a little replica of Jeanne, right down to the bone.

“She looks exactly like you, Jeanne”, John said, in a slightly shaky voice, while Nadine grasped the baby’s- my daughter’s hand.

“Not quite, Kyra got something from her father”, Jeanne replied, her voice filled with exhaustion. “David, come on, introduce yourself.”

My hands were shaking uncontrollably as I walked up to her, and the feeling I got when I held Kyra for the first time, as she cried with surprising volume, it was… inexplicable, and I refuse to even try and explain it. It took all my self-control to not break down and cry with her. Instead, I gently whispered “Kyra” in her ear, and her eyelids opened just a fraction, allowing me to see a flash of grey.

“She’s got your eyes, David”, Nadine said, and it was then that was when I felt like a father, and the emotions running through me…was ageless.

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The next few days passed quickly for me. I would come early every day, waiting impatiently by the door until I was allowed in. Jeanne had trouble with the birth and was still quite weak, so I would stay by her, making sure she was alright, never leaving her side or Kyra’s.

The time came when we finally took both of them home, inviting Jeanne’s parents to stay with us for a while, and the next few months, I would forever remember as the best part of my life.

However, the next three years was both amazing and frustrating. Because of Kyra and the fact I was making enough money for the both of us, Jeanne decided to quit her job and became a full-time mother. I was working as a manager for a multi-firm company, and the meetings/deadlines/conferences took so much of my time, I couldn’t be around Kyra as much as I wanted to. But still, no matter how tiring and stressful my job got, when I got home, I would be cheered up instantly by the two people that mean most to me.

And so, the years passed.

The main thing I noticed as Kyra grew up was that she seemed closer to me than her mother, but I figured that this was mainly because I wasn’t around as much as Jeanne was. I still remember her as a toddler, like it was yesterday. Kyra may look like Jeanne, but she had inherited my personality as well as the eyes. Always messing around, always curious, it was remarkable I found myself changing into a child when I’m with her.

Unfortunately, as Kyra got older, I found myself spending less and less time with her, mainly due to my promotion as Assistant CEO in a multi-firm company. But I never forgot certain events. Her first day of school. Her first play. Her first dance class. Things like that.

Jeanne and Kyra had become my whole life. There was nothing more that I could want or need. But my job prevented me from showing that to them, and it left me feeling useless.

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The Funeral.

For most people, when someone close to you dies, it would be agonizing, but that wasn’t the case for me. Throughout the service, I just felt hollow, empty. Ironically, it was a perfect day weather-wise. The sun shining, a gentle breeze, but to me, the world was lifeless. I just stood there, holding Nadine, comforting her as the rites were being said. John was more composed, mainly because he’s an old-fashioned guy who doesn’t show emotions as much, but even he couldn’t stop the tears rolling down his face.

It was just another ordinary day, and it should have been. But a woman in a 4×4, who was partly drunk, lost control of her car on the road next to the pier. The 4×4 skidded across the road, before crashing into a small, red Fiat coming from the opposite direction, driven by a woman and her 12 year old daughter coming home from her dance recital. Both cars hit the barrier at the edge and went right through it. Both cars fell onto the rocks at the bottom. Jeanne and Kyra died instantly at the impact. The 4×4 driver managed to survive because her car was more robust, but it didn’t stop her spine from breaking, paralysing her from the waist down. Not sure whether to feel pity or satisfaction at that. Not sure if I can feel at all anymore.

People occasionally came up to me to give me words of comfort, after the service, but I generally gave them a general ‘thanks for coming’ before moving on. Rude, I know, but that’s how I felt. After all the friends and relatives left, I just went back to their graves and stood there with Jeanne’s parents, the three of us standing so still, there was no difference between the statues and ourselves.

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FIVE YEARS LATER

I arrived home around 10 o’clock that night, exhausted to the point of almost passing out. Every single action, opening the front door, removing my shoes, heating some food in a microwave, seemed to take ten times the effort it normally would. Becoming CEO certainly hasn’t helped me out much, but apparently I was the only man for the job. Besides, it’s not like I had anything to do at home.

Collecting my dinner, I made my way into the living room and fell onto the sofa. Turning on the T.V, I mindlessly switched channels while eating, thinking about Sarah, a woman in my office who has asked me out (for coffee, for dinner. Etc) at least 4 times so far. My friends, the few I still have left, think I’m either gay or stupid to refuse her offer, as she was very fit and looked nothing like her 36 years. I can’t think of a reason why she would be attracted to a wreck like me, but it made it difficult for me to say a straight no. I would always make an excuse, and I hoped that eventually, she would think, too many coincidences and get the message. Harsh, maybe, but it wasn’t as harsh as saying no to her face. Was it?

Clearing my thoughts, I wasted about an hour, watching a half-decent crime movie, before I decided to turn in for the night. Turning the TV off, I made my way upstairs, leaving my plate on the table. Luckily, I had arranged the next week off, and so was looking forward to actually having a decent amount of sleep for a change.

After a quick shower, I caught myself in the mirror while brushing my teeth. I still looked pretty much the same as I did 10 years ago, but being in my late 30’s, you could definitely tell I wasn’t exactly in the prime of my life. My eyes, hollow and empty, gave that away. I rolled a few grey hairs on my head between my fingers and ran a hand down my stubble, before deciding to ignore it and carried on cleaning my teeth, just wanting to sleep.

I didn’t even bother changing when I was done, just went inside my room, stripped to my boxers and fell onto the bed, asleep in an instant.

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RRRRRIIIIIINNNNGGGG!!!!

Did I just hear that? After a few seconds of listening, I figured I must have imagined it, and decided to ignore it and try to go back to sleep.

RRRRRIIIIIINNNNGGGG!!!!

The doorbell. With a groan, I tried to push myself up. Failing, I settled to look at my watch, learning that it was quarter to ten. I settled back down, figuring that whoever it was; they can bugger off, and was just on the point of sleep when…

RRRRRIIIIIINNNNGGGG!!!! RRRRRIIIIIINNNNGGGG!!!! RRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGG!!!!

“I’M COMING! “ I roared, as I rolled out of bed. Uttering curses, I grabbed a bathrobe, and stomped down the stairs, wincing as my foot hit the banister. Making my way to the front door, I considered whether to use my fists, as I prepared myself to confront the fucking idiot. Pulling the door open, ignoring the sudden chill of air, I yelled, “Do you have any idea-“, before freezing in surprise.

Standing in front of me was a young woman, looking at me with shock. We stared at each other for a moment, before I finally said, “I’m sorry, you must have the wrong house.”

Yet, I knew I was wrong, I felt like I’d seen this girl before.

She looked me up and down, before saying hesitantly, “Your robe…”

Oh, God no, I thought, but looking down, I saw my bare chest and stomach and unfortunately, due to my tight boxers and the fact it was morning, the very noticeable bulge of my slightly erect dick. With a silent curse, I tied the knot, and looked back at her, in a casual pose, as if I wasn’t fazed.

“Not the best of introductions. Do I know you?” I asked smoothly, still racking my brains to where I’d seen her before.

“It’s been a long time since you last saw me, but you should remember.” She replied, a faint smile on her face.

Slightly irritated but curious, I looked her up and down, waiting for something to click in my mind. Wearing thick leggings and a hoodie, she was around 5”7 (guessing it from my 5”10). Trying to find a resemblance to people I knew, I examined her face closely, which must have looked odd, as she gave a quick laugh.
She was very pretty, that much can be said. I couldn’t tell much because of the hoodie, but she had a very attractive face, with a cute smile and dark-eyes blues, and……….wait, the eyes. I stared into them, pale grey into dark blue, eyes I knew, eyes I remembered. In a flash, memories rushed at me. Two girls running around in my garden; a young girl smiling at me, with those same dark-blue eyes before Kyra emptied a jug of water over her head.

I pulled back, and with a smile, said “Hi, Amy”, to which she gave a shy smile.

I stared at her, shocked that Amy, of all people, was at my doorstep. Lost in memories, I was disrupted by a tug on my shoulder. Amy was looking at me with a slight smile, saying “You do realise it’s freezing out here.”

I stared at her blankly, before coming back to reality.

“Oh, right. Sorry.” I said apologetically, flattening myself against the wall to let her through. As she passed, her body rubbed against mine, causing a sudden jolt in my chest. 

“Living room is on the left”, I said after she passed. “Take a seat, I’ll just take a second to get changed”. 
I made my way to my room, still unable to believe Amy was here. After so long, this girl from my past had come back. While changing into a simple t-shirt and jeans, my mind went back, to a happier time and place.

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Amy was Kyra’s best friend, from her younger days. Her and her parents lived in our neighbourhood, (the very same place I live now). Jeanne and I had met Adam and Sarah during a social gathering. They were likeable, and Amy seemed like a nice kid, if not slightly inquisitive for her 6 years of age. However, it was when the three of them first came round to our house and Amy first met Kyra, a toddler at the time, that she became part of my life.

Amy loved my daughter, and Kyra seemed to instinctively connect with her. Throughout the years, they never failed to see each other at least four times a week. Despite the 4-year gap between them, the two of them were inseparable.

Time passed, and Amy’s parents started having marital issues and because we were their closest friends, it became common for her to stay with me and Jeanne while Adam and Sarah went on romantic trips or vacations, desperately trying to flare their relationship back into life. When Amy did come over, Jeanne and I always made sure to treat her like an adult, despite her being 11 at the time, partly because she was very mature for her age, mostly because we didn’t want be a parent substitute for her, as it might screw her relationship with her own.

As the issues between Adam and Sarah worsened, Amy stayed at our house more and more, until it came to the point where she was staying with us more than her own parent’s house. Well, I say us, but I wasn’t around that much either. Having been promoted again, I found myself spending even less time at home, so it was just Amy, Kyra and Jeanne most of the time.

Over time, despite my original thoughts, I found myself thinking of Amy as a second daughter, and treated her as such. She would come to me, asking for help, on homework, friend issues or whatever was on her mind. I would put aside whatever work I had, and like I did for Kyra, talk with her in a way that she answers her own question. (People tend to follow the advice you guide them to rather than the advice you tell them to do).

Coming home from the out-of-town conferences, I would bring presents to the two girls and after a while, Amy would expect these gifts. I would sometimes pretend to have forgotten it, but she wasn’t fooled, not even once. As for Jeanne, I had learnt that excessively buying her gifts just made her pissed, and she told me that I shouldn’t feel guilty. Even so, at night, I would try and make it to her, and trust me; she is a hell of a screamer.

Anyway, a year later, out of the blue, Amy’s parents suddenly announced their decision to move up north. Amy was 13 when they left; I remember the day clearly, her parents walking down their garden path with their suitcases, while Kyra and Amy were in the porch, bawling their eyes out. Jeanne was comforting Amy and Kyra, telling them it would be fine, while I talked to her parents, wishing them luck on their new life. Though, by the look on both their faces, I knew that the sudden relocation wasn’t going to improve their marriage. They were just delaying the inevitable, but I kept that thought to myself.

Making my way back after saying my goodbyes, I passed by Amy, walking to the car, with the most miserable expression on her face. After a brief thought, I called her back and embraced her in a small hug, her head just about reaching my mid-chest, before kneeling down and telling her, how a pretty girl like her would have no trouble fitting in her new home, and that she shouldn’t be sad or scared. She gave a shy smile in reply, blushing slightly, but seemed a lot more cheerful, as she embraced me tightly, before running to the car. I lifted myself back up, picked Kyra up, and the three of us watched the car drive away, Amy furiously waving with tears in her eyes. And that was, as the car turned round the corner, the last time I saw her.

Kyra cried waterworks for hours, and it took all our strength and patience to cheer her up. Over the next few months, when Kyra wasn’t doing her homework or her chores, she would be on the computer, chatting with Amy on MSN, Skype, whatever it was called, discussing whatever young girls discussed at the time. They never met face-to-face again, the…..accident happening two years later.

Amy and her parents couldn’t make it to the funeral as they was on holiday abroad, but a few weeks later, I received from her, by post, a beautifully drawn card. Her pain and loss literally poured out of the card, from every care-written word to the small drawings in the corners. It was clear that Kyra’s death had affected her greatly, and I wrote two letters that day, one to Amy, thanking her for the gift and giving words of comfort. The second, to Adam, telling him that Amy had been extremely close to Kyra, thus asking him to keep an eye on her. I had posted those letters, thinking that was that.

And now, seven years later, she had come back.

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“You sure know a good time to visit, Amy”, I said, as I entered the living room.

Amy was standing by the study table, looking through my album, filled with photos of Jeanne, Kyra and me. She hadn’t even heard. 

Walking up to her, I placed my hand on her shoulder. She turned round sharply, before wiping her cheeks with her sleeve.

“Sorry”, she said, her voice slightly shaky. “It’s-“

“I know”, I replied softly.

An awkward silence filled the room, and I went to turn on the electric fireplace, trying to warm the place up a bit.

As she sat down on the sofa, I made my way to the kitchen, saying “Make yourself at home; I’ll be back with some coffee”.

It took a few minutes, but I came back with two cups filled with the perfect antidote for a cold morning.
Walking up to her, I noticed that Amy had removed her hoodie and placed it close to the fire. I could now see that she had wavy dark-blonde hair that ended in curls, a hairstyle that really suited her. She was wearing a tight grey sweater and with those leggings, I couldn’t help but notice that she had a nice physique, not too thin, curves in the right places. Unconsciously, my eyes went to her chest area for an instant, and found that while she had medium sized breasts, they were very round and stuck out firmly, something I noticed even more with that sweater.

Realising that I had accidently checked her out, I slapped myself mentally for the perverted thoughts before handing her the cup, to which she gave her smile, with the words, “Thank you, David.”
I noticed that fact that she had used my first name, and it bugged me, as she had always called me “Mr.Leonard”, but I brushed it aside.

We chatted aimlessly while we drank the coffee, filling each other in of the past 7/8 years. I told Amy about my job and recent life while she told me about her university and her hobbies/interests.

“So how old are you now?” I asked after talking about her course for University.

“21 in four months”, she replied, with a strange smile, like it was part of an inside joke, which confused me slightly, but I disregarded it.

To change the subject, I asked her something that I was wondering about for a while. 

“So how are your parents doing?”

At the very question, Amy’s face darkened, confirming my guess.

“That bad, eh?” I asked with concern.

“You don’t know,” she replied with a weary tone. “Mom and Dad divorced three years ago. I lived with my mum for a while, and she couldn’t have been more miserable, always blaming me for everything. I had to get out of there. Dad……I haven’t seen him in a while, not since he hooked up with some local slut called Jade. No idea where he is now, could be dead for all I know, the fucking prick. So yeah, it is that bad”.

Amy returned to drinking her coffee, before she noticed the shock on my face, and asked what was wrong.
I shook my head in reply, saying, “Nothing, it just seems weird to hear you talking like this. It only seems like yesterday that you were a child.”

Something, annoyance possibly, flickered through her eyes, and she said softly, “That was a long time ago”.

“I know. It’s just strange, that’s all.” I countered, before asking, “So where do you live now?”

“I stayed with my friends for a while, and when I got a decent part-time job, rented a small apartment. It’s a nice place, good value for money.”

“You don’t live on Campus, then?”

“Don’t even get me started on my Campus”, she replied with emotion, and started giving me a ferocious rant on everything wrong with the place.

“You should have been in my University, that place was wild”, I replied, telling a few stories of my young, foolish self and the troubles we got in.

As we talked, the topics ranging to… pretty much everything, I was surprised by how easy it was; it felt like talking to a lifelong friend. Amy was confident, her enthusiasm infectious and she had an incredible sense of humour, one to rival the one I had. I found myself laughing like I’ve never laughed in the past 7 years, and catching my breath, I realised that she was what I used to be, and seeing how far I had fallen, I couldn’t help but be slightly depressed.

Eventually, I finally got my senses together and asked, “So, what’s with the sudden appearance?”
Amy’s face lost its shine. For a moment, I wondered if she was going to cry, but then, she reached into her bag and withdrew a small chain.

“I was cleaning the storeroom in my apartment, and I found this”, She said slowly, before placing the chain in my open palm. “Kyra gave it to me the day I left and I just thought……it should belong to you.” 

I had hoped that she wouldn’t mention her. To be honest, even now, it hurts when I think about them. It had taken a whole year to get out of my depression, the worst days of my life. I didn’t know if I had the strength to endure that again. Nevertheless, I opened my palm (no idea when I closed it), and examined the chain.

Silver, with a small heart at the end. I recognised it instantly, as it had been a gift from me. Kyra had always been crazy about chains, that much can be said. Girls and their jewellery, eh? She loved this, it was her most favourite one, and yet, she had simply given it to Amy. That, more than anything, gave me my answer.

“No.” I said softly, standing up. Amy stood up too, looking confused. “I have my memories. But Kyra gave this to you, and I wouldn’t feel right if I had this.”

I put the chain back in her hand, saying, “Besides, I think it would look much better on you”.

Amy’s eyes were wet. I think mine were too, but I didn’t want to check.

“Thank you”, she said, her voice quivering. She put the chain around her neck, and I helped attach it at the back, my fingers slightly brushing the skin of her neck.

“You see, it suits you perfectly”, I said with a smile, after putting it on. She smiled back at me, her dark blue eyes more noticeable than ever. And then, she took a step forward, right up to me, staring at me with a hard look in her eyes. Her head moved forward, and without even thinking about it, I found mine moving back. Amy stared at me as if she had been slapped, and then…

“I should get going, I have to be at the station at 12”, she said suddenly, pulling back.

I too was kicked back to my senses, but I took it in stride, despite the fact I had no idea what just happened.

“That’s OK. Do you want a lif-“

“No”, she replied, in a sharp tone, answering before I even asked the question. “It’ll be good for me to walk for a while.”

Amy seemed very hesitant and confused, as she put her hoodie back on, and believe me, the feeling was mutual. She wanted to say something, but found her unable to do it. I found myself being more scared than I have in years.

“Bye, David. Thanks for the coffee.” She said, opening the front door.

Standing at the doorway, she gave me a hug that seemed to linger before pulling her hood over her head and briskly walking away.

I watched her walk away, before closing the door, feeling unnerved. My mind was spinning, still wondering what the hell just happened. It can’t be what I thought it was. I sat back down on the sofa, staring blankly at the cup on the coffee table, before the ringing phone brought me back.

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Over the next few weeks, I found myself being a lot more confident. I found myself changing with no conscious reason. A new self, meeting with people after work, getting drunk and having a good time. My new attitude certainly got me more popular with my colleagues, though I was careful to still do the work and never overdo my new self. After all, I was the CEO, and was expected to be the responsible one.

I also noticed the amount of attractive females in the office, women I hadn’t noticed for years and found myself flirting around them, especially towards Sarah. I found myself spending more and more time with her, enjoying every second we spent together. And yet, even though I am now happier than I’ve been in years, I could not make that final step. I could not ask her out, something was stopping me.

The constant battle between my will and my mind raged within me, until I decided that this was a simple problem to solve. I wanted to call Sarah, to just ask her out, but I couldn’t. Therefore, I decided not bother. I’ll just stay like this, my new attitude, casual flirting, nothing more. And though I knew it was not fair on her, I figured that this was the best way. And sometimes, for a split second, I almost convince myself of that.

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TWO MONTHS LATER

It was absolutely pouring with rain during the journey home. After popping into the local supermarket to stock up on food, I was making my way back to the car, getting soaked, when I accidentally bumped into someone, and was it fate or a huge coincidence that it happened to be her?

“Amy?” I asked, still unable to believe the odds. She looked like she had been outside for hours, she was absolutely drenched. Her clothes had been soaked to the point of being shapeless, and her hood was absolutely failing at keeping her head dry. Carrying a small suitcase with her, I couldn’t help but feel sorry for her.

“David? Oh my God, what are the chances?” She exclaimed, cheerful, even in this weather. I gestured her to walk with me to my car.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I asked with concern, as I opened the boot and put the bags and her suitcase in.

“Just a small problem, I’m supposed to stay at my friend’s house, but apparently, her family decided at the last minute for them to all go to their cousin’s house.” Amy said, her casual tone making the whole scenario somehow amusing. “So I’ve been spending the last hour walking around in the rain, trying to find a hotel in this shithole of a city.”

“Well, you’re definitely handling it better than me.” I replied with a laugh. “If that happened to me, you’ll hear my curses from a 2 mile radius, and random people will be shouted at to the point of crying.”

Closing the boot shut, I heard Amy asking me if I knew there were any hotels nearly, when, out of nowhere, I asked:

“Why don’t you stay with me?”

Did I really just say that? Why did I just say that?

“Stay…….. with you?”, Amy asked slowly, and was it just me, or did her eyes light up?

Okay, David, you cannot take back what you just said, so go balls confident.

“Sure, I mean, it’s only one night, right?” I said, making my voice sound as casual as possible. “It’s seems like an easier choice than paying for a hotel, but it’s your choice.”

Amy seemed to consider the option, but somehow, I knew that she had already decided. She just didn’t want to look too eager. So I waited patiently, and then, a few seconds later:

“Sure, I guess that’s fine.” Amy replied, with a smile. As she got in the car, I looked up, knowing that the weather was definitely getting worse. Sighing, I got into my car as well, and started the car. Somewhere in the back of my mind, as I was pulling out of the spot, I wondered if Amy staying over was a good idea, but I chose to ignore that thought, and started to drive back home.

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We reached my house about half an hour later, during which the rain had become a storm. Lightning frequently streaked across the sky, followed by the deafening sound of thunder. The rain battered us without mercy as we made our way up the path, and Amy huddled close to me to shelter her from the worst of the downpour. Reaching the front door, I gave my keys to her (I was carrying the bags and suitcase), and she quickly opened the door, before rushing inside, eager to get out of the downpour. I followed suit, closing the door behind me before placing the bags on the hallway, as we laughed our heads off for no real reason.

After calming down, I turned to Amy, and said, “Feel free to choose one of the rooms upstairs to stay in.” She thanked me in reply, and walked up the stairs. A small part of me stared at her ass as she walked up, how it moved with every step, before I forced myself to look away.

“The room on the far right is mine, so not that one”, I called after her, as I placed my jacket on the radiator, before following her upstairs and then to my room, wanting to change into some dry clothes. Rummaging through the mountain of clothes strewed on the floor, I found a t-shirt and some denim trousers, and put them on. After a brief thought, I put on some deodorant as well, to mask the smell of rain. Checking my reflection and finding it suitable, I was making my way back downstairs, when Amy suddenly came out of her room, and walked straight into me.

“Sorry David, didn’t look where I was going” Amy said apologetically.

“No problem, it was my fault, I’m not used to having someone else at the house.” I replied with a wary smile. Budging past her, I was on the stairs when she asked:

“Hey, do you mind if I use your bathroom? I really need a hot shower after all that time in the rain.”

My mind flashed on an image of Amy showering for second.

“No, it’s fine. Bathroom’s over there.” I replied casually before going downstairs, telling myself to get a grip.
While making dinner (I figured I might as well cook since I had a guest), I convinced myself that the sexual thoughts I had of Amy was just because of the whole scenario. If it was any other girl that was staying over at my house, it would probably have the same effect on me. It had nothing to do with her.

Amy is…….was Kyra’s friend; she’s like a second daughter for me. I have nothing but fatherly feelings for her, and I repeated this to myself several times. And yet…

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Having finished cooking, I decided to take a break and watch a football match that some of my friends were talking about for the past week. Sure enough, it was a hell of a game, being tied at 1-all, and some spectacular skills and fouls. I was immersed in the game, that I didn’t hear Amy walking in. It was only when she asked if there was any dinner, then I turned to her, and froze.

Amy’s choice of clothing was very………form-fitting. She was wearing pink pyjama bottoms that clung to her legs tightly, showing off her long legs and ass rather well. To go with that, a white tank top that was slightly small for her, allowing me to see her bust very clearly and the outline of a bra. It also allowed me to see a thin slice of navel, and that combined with everything else, made her look…….

She met my curious glare, and I nodded at her clothing.

“Oh, that”, she sighed. “I was only supposed to be staying with my friend for the night, and only brought my bedtime clothes and the clothes which are now drenched, so that doesn’t leave me much choice. Besides, you should see the clothes she wears at night. ”

“So, both of you spend the night together in one room, with clothes like that. Anything else you want to tell me?” I said in a nudging tone and raised eyebrows, before I could stop myself.

“I guess that it is really true that men don’t age mind-wise”, she replied with a small grin, and I counted myself off the hook, still unable to believe I had said that. More surprising, she didn’t seem to mind, in fact, it seems to have the opposite effect.

Walking past me, Amy settled down on the sofa against the side wall. I gave her the remote, asking her if she was sure that she wanted dinner now, as it was only quarter past 7. She replied yes, so I made my way to the kitchen, coming back a few minutes later with two plates of Italian pasta, with my custom-made sauce, with a dash of spice (Say what you want, but I’ve always been proud of my cooking).

Judging by her reaction as she ate, Amy was definitely a fan.

“My god, this is delicious!” she said, or something similar to that as her mouth was full with pasta.

“Thanks”, I replied. “It was nothing.”

“Spare the modesty, after making food this good, you’re allowed to show off about it.”

“Well, I do what I can”, I replied with a laugh, before turning back to the T.V.

Unfortunately, Amy had decided to watch some romantic film, which wasn’t really one of my preferences, but she’s the guest so I decided to just suffer through it and watched it without really paying attention.

A while later, after both of us were done eating, as I turned my head, meaning to check the clock, my eyes skimmed over Amy, before coming back to fix on her. Because the sofa was to the side, she was sitting along the sofa, her legs resting on the armrest. My eyes ran over her long legs; how the tight pyjamas showed it off, before moving to her breasts, hidden underneath that tank-top. Again, I was fascinated by the roundness of her tits, and told myself it had to be a push-up bra, there’s no way a natural breast could defy gravity like that, unless there’s silicone involved. But she can’t have…

Amy moved slightly, and I hurriedly turned back to watch the film. Of course, after that, every so often, I would stare at her out of the corner of my eye, admiring her body. At one point, her tank-top had gone up slightly as she stretched. Now, I’d never been a navel guy, but seeing her smooth abs and belly button…. 
Of course, every time I did look at her, I would look away guiltily a few seconds later, telling myself to get a grip. But believe me, it wasn’t easy.

As the movie reached it’s climax (the two main characters getting together, really, are you even surprised?), out of nowhere, Amy asked, “Have you thought about getting married again?”

Funny, I should be offended that she asked such a personal question, but I couldn’t help but notice that I never thought about it. Was there another marriage in my future?

“I don’t know,” I replied truthfully, after a moment of thought. “I don’t know if I could.”

“That’s ridiculous. You can’t stay like this forever”, Amy said passionately. “Imagine if you had died, would you want Jeanne to remain unmarried for the rest of her life?”

Her logic was undeniable, but I chose to ignore it, saying, “It’s not that simple, Amy.”

In response, she turned the T.V off, grabbed a chair and set it down in front of me, before sitting down on it. 

Looking directly into my eyes, her dark blue into my pale grey, she said “David, it’s me. You always been there for me when I was young, I just want to repay the favour.”

I sat there, on the sofa, wondering what I should do. Part of me wants to just go to bed and let this day end, but talking to someone about a problem always lessens the burden, right?

“Ok, Amy”, I sighed. “You’re right, I should be trying to move on with my life, but I can’t and trust me, I tried. There’s this girl called Sarah in my office, I like her and I’m pretty sure that she likes me too, but guess what? Every time I go to ask her out, my mouth clamps shut. SOMETHING STOPS ME, EVERY SINGLE TIME! So, it’s not like I have a choice about remaining single, because I can’t even ask a girl out, even though sometimes, I’m really………well that doesn’t really matter. So tell me, Amy, what’s your diagnosis?”

A moment of awkward silence followed my tirade. To be honest, I did feel slightly better having let out some of my rage.

Amy’s response, when it came, came slowly, as if she was choosing her words carefully.

“Whatever stopping you from moving on is something that you have been keeping inside you for a long time, that much I can say. This is a delayed reaction.”

After a pause, Amy said slowly, “I have an idea.”

“Please, anything to help me out here.”

“Trying to solve a problem through force never helps. It’s like when you are doing an exam. You would never remember the answer by forcing it to appear. But if you try blanking out your mind and letting the answer come to you….”

“Seriously?”, I said with disbelief. “That never works in real life.”

“Have you tried?”

“Well….”

Amy gave me a stern look in reply, so with a sigh, figuring I might as well give it a shot, I slowed down my breathing and closed my eyes.

Right, I thought to myself, trying to ignore the ridiculousness of what I’m doing, Start blanking, Brain.

I don’t know how long I sat there, but incredibly, after a while, I found that Amy was telling the truth, kind of. By letting my mind relax, sitting in silence, thoughts and memories came at me, things I never even thought twice about. I sat there, waiting for it to come to me. I don’t know how long it took, but in a split second, I understood and I couldn’t believe that the answer escaped me for so long. How did I not see this before? How blind must have I been?

Opening my eyes, the first thing I saw was Amy’s dark blue eyes, staring at me with concern.

“Well, did it work?” she asked.

I gave a sigh, and under Amy’s questioning look, simply said, “It’s guilt.”

She looked at me as if I was crazy, before saying, “Because?”

“Jeanne and Kyra”, I replied, my voice heavy. “I was never there for them. My work took up so much of my time. I…Sometimes, I wondered if Kyra hated me for that. I tried, you have to believe me, but I couldn’t make it to every… Hell, I almost missed her birth, what kind of father would miss the birth of his own child? As she grew older, I spent less and less time at home. You should know about that, when you were staying here, how many times was I also there?”

I paused, finding it difficult to keep talking. What I had always known now hits me with full force. 

“I may have earned money for them. I may have provided for them”, I said with effort. “But I wasn’t a good husband, or a good father.”

As I let the words hit me, a deep sense of self-loathing erupted in my chest. Disgusted with myself, I stood up, wanting to go upstairs and sleep.

However, Amy stood up too, and simply said, “You’re wrong.”

I made to argue my point, but she hushed me with a wave of her hand.

“No, listen. It might be true that you weren’t around much, but when you were, you took care of your wife and Kyra better than most fathers who are always around. Trust me, you were a much better father to Kyra than my dad was to me. You worked for them, and you really think that they’ll hate you for it?”

“But…”

“I know that Kyra never hated you. When I was with her, never a day went past without her saying how awesome you are, at least once. The days that you weren’t there for her, you more than made up for it in the days that you were. Kyra loved you. Your wife loved you. In fact, the only person that hates you is you, and you don’t even have a valid reason for it.”

Amy stepped up to me and grabbed my shoulders, looked straight into my eyes, saying, “The amount of love you had for Jeanne and Kyra was nothing compared to the love they had for you, and they would be heartbroken if they could hear you right now.”

I found myself unable to disagree with her, as much as I wanted to. I don’t know how long I stood there, in silence, but suddenly, my eyes began to water, thinking of Kyra’s laugh, Jeanne’s smile, the three of us together. I had never cried at the funeral, but now, I found tears running down my face, and without knowing why, I just broke down. I barely felt Amy’s comforting embrace, just cried my heart out for Jeanne and Kyra, my lost family. 

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I left the house a while later, leaving Amy in charge. I needed fresh air, and decided to take a walk to clear my mind. Thankfully, the storm had died down; there was not a cloud in sight. The night sky seemed clearer than usual, and the stars shone brighter than I had ever seen.

Amy’s words still echoed in my mind as I walked, making me realise how stupid I’ve been. It’s doesn’t matter if I wasn’t around as much as I could have been, I did right by my wife and child. I mindlessly walked round town and found myself at the local park. I smiled as memories poured in, Kyra on the swings, her laughter. Sighing with weariness, I walked in and wiped the raindrops off a bench, the same bench where Jeanne and I used to sit, and sat down. The good times rolled through my mind, and I soon found myself laughing like hell. I have no idea why, but the night echoed with the sound of my crazy, giddy laughter.

It was at that moment, while laughing, that I realised that the guilt would never bother me again. I had loved Jeanne and Kyra, and cruel fate had taken them away. But that was no reason to be miserable, I should be celebrating life in their memory, and if that means moving on, then so be it, I know that they’ll support me.

Content, I laid back and watched the night sky, the cold barely affecting me. It is amazing how the twinkle of stars could be so fascinating. Before I knew it, it was 10 o’clock and I decided to head back.

The journey home seemed to pass in no time, my mind completely at peace. Before I knew it, I was opening the front door and was making my way to the living room.

Amy was sitting on the sofa, apparently lost in her own thoughts, and didn’t notice me until I coughed slightly.

Her eyes lit up when she saw me, and she gave me a warm smile. She stood up.

“So, how do you feel now?” she asked as she walked up to me.

“Better, and it’s because of you. I’ll owe you more than you’ll ever know.”

To my surprise, she came up to me and embraced me. After the initial shock, I hugged her back, enjoying the warmth and comfort after being in the cold for so long. My left hand went to her lower back, while my right went up to stroke her hair. I had no logical explanation for doing that, but it felt right. She gave a content sigh at the content and snuggled into me, resting her head on my shoulders. That’s when I started getting nervous, but convinced myself that I was overreacting.

After a while, she pulled back, her hands on my shoulders. There was a hard look in her eyes, the same look as last time. As my mind flashed warning lights, she leant forward, and this time, I found myself unable to move. Her lips brushed mine gently, and before I knew it, I was kissing her back. The feel of her lips brought a part of me that had been buried for so long, and so, I didn’t even think about what I was doing. It was only when I felt her tongue slip into my mouth that I stopped, with surprise.

Comprehension came a split second later. Confused and disgusted with myself, I pushed her away.

“What the Hell!” I yelled, more to myself than her.

Amy looked at me, with a hurt look in her eyes. That look made me feel guilty, even though I technically had done nothing wrong. And then, the look changed into cold fury.

“Amy, what was that about? Why did you…”

“Are you thick?” she asked in a cold tone. “Do you really not understand?”

I don’t think I’ve been this confused in my life. I had no idea what was going on, or maybe I didn’t want to accept what I thought was going on. Either way, I said nothing in reply. There was a long pause while I tried to find the words.

“Amy”, I said slowly. “You’re like family to me. I don’t understand why you would do-“

“Well, I don’t think of you like that. For me, you’ll always be my first crush, the first person I…..had feelings for.”

Silence.

“Do you want to know the main reason why I came here two months ago?”

I said nothing in reply, just listened.

“Living in an apartment and my parent’s divorce, it just made me feel…lonely. Even when I’m with my friends, it feels like I’m unwanted. I don’t know how you deal with it, but living on your own is hard for me. I’m used to being cared for all my life, and you’re mostly to blame for that. And then, when I found the chain, I remembered about you.”

Her face was red with embarrassment, but she didn’t stop. 

“I had a crush on you since I was 12. You were dependable. You cared about me. You-”

She came to a halt, her face scarlet, like she just realised what she was saying.

As for me, I felt like I’d been struck by lightning. Again, I was amazed by my ignorance and stupidity. How did I not see this before? 

“Amy, I don’t understand. Do you-”

“Yes” she said softly, “I don’t want to marry you, or to be your girlfriend or anything like that. It’s just that I want to be with you, and that’s still a type of love.”

“Amy, these feelings you have are not uncommon”, I said with a sigh, ignoring the perverted thoughts ramming into my head. “It’s just an attraction and it will-”

“Do I look like I’m 12? I’m 20 now, and I can tell you the feelings I have for you aren’t going that easily.”
I just groaned with frustration, and looking straight at her, said, “Amy, I don’t know what more I can say to make you understand.”

She stared at me for a long time, searching for something, before she sighed and turned away, replying “You don’t need to. I’ll just go upstairs, leave you alone. Thank you for letting me stay here.”

And with that, she left the room, looking to be on the point of tears. I wanted to comfort her but found myself unable to find the words, so I let her go, before falling back to the couch, the inner battles in my head overwhelming me.

I must have dozed off soon after that, for I found myself waking up 2 hours later. Rubbing my eyes, I yawned before stretching my muscles. I enjoyed about a minute of ignorant bliss before the day’s events hit me. Amy staying over, the kiss, her confession, everything.

Placing my hands on my head, I groaned. Who do you blame in this situation? Somehow, I don’t think it can be put on either one of us. I want to be able to help her, like she helped me, but….how I am supposed to sleep with someone who’s like a daughter to me?

Hang on; can I even call her that? I mean, most fathers don’t usually have fantasies involving their daughters, do they? And I’m pretty sure I’m not into incest. Or am I?

Jesus Christ, so many questions! And not one of them has an answer. Not even one!

Slapping the back of my head, I decided to go to the kitchen. It was there, drinking a glass of iced water, that I remembered how Amy had helped me before.

Was it even possible for it to work twice? No harm in trying.

Not wanting to give myself a chance of backing out, I sat cross-legged on the floor, and closing my eyes, focused on my slow breathing. In…out. Thinking of nothing else. I did that for as long as I could, before opening my eyes and letting the thoughts come to me.

Amy staring at me.

Kyra at the swings, Jeanne taking photos.

Sarah laughing at my joke.

How Amy was like a daughter to me.

Was.

Not ‘is’. ‘Was’.

Which surely means that I don’t now, right?

It was 13-year-old Amy that was like a daughter to me, and the simple truth is that the woman staying at my house tonight is not her. After she tried to kiss me during her first visit, I could no longer think of her in that way. 

Maybe I wouldn’t be saying this if she had been in my life constantly, but she wasn’t. Try as I could, I couldn’t even picture her as a 13-year-old anymore. I just saw her as she is now, a beautiful, witty young woman and all that I need now was the courage to go up and tell her that.

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Standing outside her door, I found myself hesitating. Last minute doubts tried to force me back, but pushing it aside, I knocked on the door. I waited until I heard her reply, and walked in. Amy was standing by the edge of the bed, trying to hide her emotions through a blank face.

“What’s wrong?”, she asked with concern, even after everything, still caring about me. That, more than anything else, made me sure I was doing the right thing.

“Nothing, I just realised that… you were right” I replied, walking up to her.

Amy looked right into my eyes, dark blue into pale grey, and in a shaky voice, asked “About…w-what?”
Placing a hand on her lower back, I gently pulled her towards me and brushed her upper lip with my finger. Amy shuddered in my hold, and before she could say anything else, I moved forward and kissed her.

Her eyes widened in shock, before she moaned in my mouth and started kissing me back. This time, however, it was me that started parting her lips with my tongue, and with her permission, started venturing its depths. Amy was literally shaking in my hands, and withdrawing my tongue back, I gently tugged at her bottom lip while running my hand up her back, before pulling back, saying “About that”.

Brushing a stray strand of hair from her face, as her whole body shivered with the contact, I waited for her reply. She started at me with a hard look in her eyes, a look that made me think I had gone too far and that I was going to get slapped for it, but before I could begin to apologise, she literally tackled me. The momentum forced me back, as she kissed me ferociously. As my back hit the wall, my hands went down and grabbing her ass, pushed her higher up my body. Amy got the idea and wrapped her legs around my waist, the whole time kissing me with so much force, I couldn’t help but think of nothing else.

Locked in our vertical embrace, I didn’t notice the bed in my way, and as the back of my knees connected with it, I fell back on the mattress, Amy sprawling on top of me. I found that gently biting her bottom lip made her even more enthusiastic, and abused it for all I could, until finally, she broke away to breathe.

Both of us were gasping like mad, and my heart was beating so hard that it was actually hurting me slightly. I hadn’t felt passion like this for a while, and combining that with Amy’s exuberance, it was like an old man who had been deaf all his life suddenly listening to… dubstep. Wearing headphones. At full volume. And the effect was good.

“Hell, Amy, I never felt anything like that for a long time” I sighed, with content.

She looked down at me, saying “It’s your own damn fault, we could have done this two months ago… but no, you had to make me wait.”

Grabbing her, I spun around, and moved so that we were lying lengthwise along the bed, me on top of her.

“Two months, eh? I guess I have to make it worth your while” I replied, and kissed her lips, before slowly moving down. Gently brushing my lips along her neck, enjoying her soft moans, I moved at a very slow pace, wanting to tease her. I placed kisses along the collarbone, while slowly moving her tank top up her body. Amy saw my intentions and pushed herself, lifting her arms to allow me to pull it away from her, revealing a dark-blue bra that I quickly unstrapped before tossing it aside. And it was then I finally had the answer to a question I had been wondering about since I first saw her. Definitely not fake.

Her breasts were perfect, I’m guessing a B size, but it stuck firmly out of her body, and it’s firmness… I gently placed my hands over them, and rubbing the nipples with my thumb, squeezed slightly, and hell, did it feel incredible!

Amy whimpered as I played with her nipples, tugging them slightly and watching how they stuck out. I was fascinated by her breasts and couldn’t stop myself even if I wanted to. Grabbing her, I rolled her over so she was on top of me and aligned myself with her left nipple. Seeing the anticipation on her face, I did everything I could to prolong the inevitable, rubbing my hands along her back while brushing her nipples with my lips. I don’t even know why, but seeing Amy frustrated was a huge turn-on for me.

But of course, the human resolve can only be held to a limit, and when she literally tries to force the breast on my mouth, I guessed I had delayed it by enough, and gently licked her nipple. Amy shifted suddenly under my grasp, and continued to move while I attacked her nipple with my tongue. I gently bit her nipples a few times, before I latched onto a nipple and began to suck.

She must be an incredibly sensitive there, for she gave a great moan of pleasure before grabbing my head and pushed it further into her breast. For me, her nipple tasted just like any other part of the skin but the knowledge of what it was doing to her was giving me more satisfaction that I ever thought I could feel without physically wanking.

As this point, she pulled my head up to her and kissed me, forcing our tongues into a savage duel. I was feeling every part of her I could reach, before pushing me down, whispering “Please…”

I didn’t have to wait long to understand what she was asking me to do. As I kissed down her navel, the scent of her arousal caught my attention and with curiosity, I moved down and slowly removed her pyjama bottoms and panties, before freezing with surprise. 

To say that she was ‘wet’ is a huge understatement, she was absolutely drenched. Jesus, this girl was horny. Tracing a line through her slit, I brushed her swollen lips, and heard her hiss with pleasure.

It’s been a long time since I last did this, but some things you don’t forget. Lowering my face to her pussy, I gently blew into it, teasing her, before running my tongue down her slit in one sweep, making her jerk violently. The taste of her juices was something that I could get used to, having an underlying sweetness to it, but I was still unsure about it, and so taking things very slow at first, gently laving her outer lips with my saliva, enjoying making her squirm as I hovered my thumb over her clit, brushing it slightly every now and then. 

Amy’s increased moans turned me on even more, and when I finally couldn’t resist anymore and there was a chance of her physically hurting me in her frustration, I stuck my tongue and started licking every inch of her pussy, using the sounds she made to judge her sensitive spots. I avoided her clit, wanting to see if I could make her cum without using that, and so spent most of my time searching with my tongue, diving deep into her depths. Surprisingly, I found that the taste did get better and better the more I tasted it, and figured it was an acquired taste that can be picked up very quickly.

I worked her for as long as I could, and every now and then, she would jerk slightly with what I thought to be mini-orgasms until inevitably, I felt her moans increase in volume and pitch, her legs starting to tremble and her entire body starting to lock up. Knowing how close she was, I placed my mouth over her cunt and mercilessly attacked her clit, flicking my tongue against it rapidly.

Amy jerked up and gave a loud cry as her orgasm finally hit, as my mouth flooded with her juices. I did everything I could to sustain her orgasm for as long as possible, until finally, she collapsed back on the bed, and I drew back. Moving so I was lying next to her to her, I drew her in and embraced her while she got her breath back.

Gradually, she stopped shaking in my arms, and found enough strength to say, “That was…unexpected. I never expected for you to be that good.”

“Ah well, Jeanne was pretty wild in bed, and she pretty much gave me… very informative lessons about how to be better in bed.”

Amy fell silent, running a finger down my chest as if lost in thought. Nervous, but trying to hide it, I asked, “So what now?”

“I don’t want to leave halfway. I want to see this through to the end.”

“Are you a- well, have you had sex before?” I asked hesitantly, knowing how some girls get offended by the question.

“Once or twice, but they were pretty forgettable. But with you…”

I smiled, as Amy straddled me and grabbed my dick, the sudden contact causing me to moan. As she aligned the head with her cunt, I said, “Last chance, are you sure you want to do this?”

She gave a wry smile, and taking a deep breath, started pushing herself down. I felt the resistance build and build until suddenly, the head of my dick popped inside her. Amy hissed at the way it was stretching her cunt, a reaction that was shared by me, as she was very tight.

She looked so uncomfortable that I lifted myself up to pull away, but she forcefully pushed me back down.

“Amy, I-“

“Just hold me for a while, please?”

Sighing, I held her against me; my arms wrapped around her as she gradually became more comfortable. As she forced herself down a bit further, her nipples were brought within range of my mouth and so, wanting to help her, I gently started to flick them with my tongue, at the same time, my right hand moving to rub her clit, the combination quickly bringing her to another orgasm, and her newly-lubricated cunt finally allowed my dick to fully sink into her.

We both groaned as we felt the head of my dick colliding with her cervix, and it took all strength to stay still, so Amy can adjust. Of course, the warmth and feel made that job near impossible and it seemed that my dick was getting harder every second, but as Amy’s lips found mine, all that seemed irrelevant. Surprisingly, I found this to be more than just sex, but… 

Amy slowly started moving up and down, and every other thought in my head just vanished. I just sat back and enjoyed the sensations it caused. Her pace slowly increased, never lifting herself than a few centimetres. I pushed myself up and locking my arms around her waist, slowly started lifting her higher.
Amy gave up and just allowed me to do it as she writhed in my arms. Her moans and whimpers only increased my desire to make her cum, and so, I altered the angle I was penetrating her every so often, watching her reactions, waiting for…

Amy suddenly wailed and her entire body shook as my cock brushed her G-spot, and abandoning all restraint, I flipped her over, gave her a quick kiss and pounded my dick into her.

I kind of lost focus then, the only things I could see was her face and eyes, as she started into me. The only thing I could hear was her screams of pleasure. The only thing we both knew was the feelings, and by god, was it good.

When I felt the pressure building up, I altered my angle so my dick was constantly rubbing against her clit, working her slowly, and when I felt the tell-tale signs of her orgasm coming, I moved to her lips and pulling my cock out to the head, paused. As she stared at me with confusion, I rammed my dull length into her, kissing her so that she moaned in my mouth as her orgasm hit. The pulsing of her cunt was too much for me, and I found myself cumming right after her, filing her with my warm fluid. As we both come down from our orgasm, I fell away from her, causing a pop as my dick left her warm hole. Panting with exhaustion, sweat covering my body, I managed to force out the words, “We’re going to need a shower.”

“It can wait”, Amy replied with a smile, before lying on top of me, her head on my chest. As her breathing deepened, I wrapped my arms around her, feeling happier than I have for a while, before I fell into the arms of sleep too.

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Amy spent the whole week in my house, as she was on holiday while I had a week off, so maybe fate/destiny/giant guy in the clouds was looking out for me and maybe someday, I’ll find the strength to write about what happened during that week.

But for now, I found myself at the end, having taken her to the local station, and waiting with her for the train. During our many discussions, we had agreed that she would stay with me during her holidays from now on, and that she could visit me any time she likes. Having the excess money from being a CEO, and despite her many objections, I finally convinced her to allow me to make a monthly deposit in her bank, as I figured it would be more use to her, especially with rent. We also talked about our relationship, and we weren’t dating, just caring and helping each other out mentally, physically and sexually. The kind of relationship that would be considered unwise in most cases, but with us, seems perfect.

As we heard the train coming, Amy gave me a very passionate kiss before she pulled away, saying “My next break is in two months, and trust me, look forward to it. I’ll have a few surprises for you”.

Knowing it would drive me mad if I pondered on it too long, I simply replied, “Good to know, I’ll see you then, and who knows, maybe I’ll have a few surprises as well.”

A final hug and meeting of lips, then she got on the train. A final wave as the train began to depart and then, she was gone. For now.

As I walked back to my car, I took my phone out and considered whether I should take the risk, if this was fair on her. For all I know, this could all blow up in my face if she doesn’t understand my relationship with Amy, but that’s the thing. We can’t tell the future. The only way to know is to take a leap of faith. 

Dialling her number, I waited till I heard Sarah say, “Hi, David.”

“Hey, are you busy?” I asked. 

“Not really, in fact quite bored. Why?”

“Well, I was just wondering… I wanted to ask…if you would like to go get a cup of coffee.”

A long pause.

“Sure I’ll love to.”