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Aramil Liadon, elven ranger, was excited. He was finally leaving his forest home and he couldn’t wait to see the world beyond its borders. He and Narlissa had left his village earlier than day and were now woodwalking quickly through the trees.

But first he needed to locate a rare herb known as Ghostbloom for Narlissa to bring back to his village for a magical ritual. Whilst Aramil didn’t fully understand the ritual, what he did know was that the Tree Mother herself had asked him to retrieve the herb, so he had vowed to do so.

However the journey was a little slower than it might have been because he did not have a horse. All horses were owned by the clan and they did not have any spare for an elf that was leaving the forest. He would miss the elven horses as they were light and nimble of foot but he was sure he could eventually buy a human horse and would get used to it quickly enough.

After a few hours of amiable chatting with Narlissa the two of them came upon a clearing and Aramil stopped woodwalking. Whilst the forest was at least three days across from end to end the village was much closer to the north end than the south. Aramil and Narlissa had gone north and so it was only a single afternoon’s worth of travelling that brought them near to the forest’s edge. He knew they were very close now.

“There is Ghostbloom here,” he said, smiling at Narlissa as he began to stride through the undergrowth.

“How do you know?” she asked.

He shrugged. “I just do.” He looked around. “We are also very close to the forest’s edge, but you will not make it back to the village today. Perhaps we should camp here for the night?”

“Sounds good,” Narlissa said. “I’ll get everything set up whilst you find the Ghostbloom.”

She turned and started to build the hide tent that Aramil had brought. The fact that she was not putting up her own was no surprise – it had been obvious from the start that they would be sharing the one tent that night.

He grinned to himself at that thought then spent a few minutes looking for the Ghostbloom. The sun was beginning to set and the sky had taken on a beautiful orange glow. Aramil knew he would miss the natural beauty of the forest but he was also excited to see other places that were each as beautiful in their own way.

After a few minutes he smiled as he saw his target. He reached down and with his knife carefully cut a few flowers from the Ghostbloom plant that had found. He made sure none of the plant directly touched his skin and quickly wrapped the flowers in a cloth bundle. It was a very potent magical herb and he did not want to spend the night hallucinating because some had accidentally touched him.

Then he saw another flower and he quickly plucked that too before returning to Narlissa. She had the camp set up and was cooking a meal over a small fire.

He handed her the bundle of cloth when he arrived and she carefully put it in her own pack. Then he sat down on the large blanket that Narlissa had laid out in front of their tent. Minutes later they were eating and he enjoyed the meal Narlissa had prepared. She was a talented cook.

When they were done she tidied away the pans and then smiled at him.

“It’s beautiful here,” she said wistfully and he nodded in agreement.

It was then that he remembered the second flower that he’d picked and he quickly reached into the pouch at his waist to draw it out. A single bright red rose. He handed it to Narlissa.

Her face lit up in a beautiful smile as she took it. “For me?” she said, turning it over. “It’s quite beautiful, Aramil.”

“Then it suits you.”

She smiled at the compliment then lay the flower delicately on her pack. She turned back to him and he saw a naughty sparkle in her brown eyes. “You know, if I didn’t know better I’d think you were trying to flatter me, Aramil. You couldn’t possibly be trying to get inside me, could you?” she grinned.

“I brought you the flower because I thought it was beautiful and you would like it,” he smiled escort beşiktaş back, playing her game. “If there is to be any sex, well, that is an unrelated thing.”

“I like how you say ‘if’, Aramil. It supposes there is any chance at all you won’t finish this evening filling me with your cum.”

He put on a fake tone of aloofness. “Narlissa, you are singularly obsessed with sex. I, however, can control my urges and not act like an animal in heat.”

The beautiful half-elf laughed. “I saw you emerging from the Tree Mother’s house before we left. It’s pretty obvious what you’d just been doing. You’re just as sex-obsessed as I am, and you know as well as I do where this night will end up.”

“The Tree Mother was merely, er, giving me some advice.”

“Advice on fucking her brains out, perhaps.”

“You make it sound like a bad thing.”

“Not at all. The very opposite, in fact. I’m delighted to see you expanding your horizons, Aramil.” Narlissa paused then, cocking her head and she seemed to be deep in thought. “In fact, you seem to have expanded them a lot since we first met, haven’t you?”

“Well…” Aramil said suddenly embarrassed.

“There’s nothing to be bashful about. But I saw a lot of the attractive young women of the village eyeing you with something approaching outright lust. There was the fletcher’s daughter, Polissa, and that mercenary from the capital, Korali, and others besides. And obviously the Tree Mother herself.”

He shrugged. “I suppose so…”

Narlissa looked concerned. “Aramil, I’m going to ask you some questions, and you need to be totally honest with me in your answers, ok? It’s important.”

He sat upright. Their flirtatious game was suddenly over and she had become very serious. What could she possibly be talking about that was so important? Well he supposed he would find out.

“Of course.”

“Do you love having sex, Aramil?”

He narrowed his eyes in confusion. “Well, obviously.”

“No, I mean actively love it. Not a fun hobby you do when the mood strikes, but something you find yourself craving all the time. Is even this talk of sex getting you worked up? Is it making you think of me, naked, writhing in ecstasy beneath you?”

He coughed, looking away. “Maybe.”

“And does this happen often? Do you find you need to come at least, say, twice a day or you become a delirious mess, just looking for a woman who’ll have sex with you? Do your partners seem to have stronger orgasms than they ever have before in their life when they’re with you?”

He met her gaze. Everything she was saying was true. He’d been noticing it himself but it was still strange to hear someone else describing it so perfectly.

He swallowed. “Yes. I… how did you know?”

“One final question,” Narlissa said, holding up a finger to stop him. “Did all this start happening not long after we met?”

“Yes, Narlissa. It did.”

The half-elf’s beautiful face suddenly lit up as she smiled. “Something strange has happened to you, Aramil, but I know just what it is. Don’t worry, I’m going to explain it all.”

And then she did. Aramil could not believe his pointed ears at what Narlissa was saying. She told him of the human knight known as Sir Jeffrey, and explained about his magic cock and how she had befriended him. She described about his gifts and how they manifested – that his partners came harder than they ever had before, but on the flip side that he needed to have sex at least twice a day. She also explained that the cause of that magic was a demon’s loose spell that had found a home in his spirit, and that it also had melded itself with a sterility spell rendering him safe from accidentally fathering hundreds of children.

At first Aramil did not understand why this Sir Jeffrey person was relevant. But when Narlissa started to elaborate on how that magic could under the right circumstances transfer from Sir Jeffrey to a woman who wanted the same thing, he began to understand.

“You have that magic istanbul escorts too, don’t you? You got it from him.”

She grinned. “Yes, I do. And now, Aramil, you also possess it. Where he passed it to me, I have passed it to you.”

He could barely take it all in. Suddenly he thought of all the women he had fucked since Narlissa’s departure. If these gifts could pass from person to person maybe they now had it too. He absolutely adored his new gifts but he knew most people would not feel the same way. His eyes went wide and he frantically sat upright.

Narlissa laughed sweetly. “Aramil, I can see your sudden fear, and I know why you feel it. Do not worry, you cannot pass these gifts on to someone unwilling to receive them. All those women you fucked? They are safe.”

“I can’t?” he said, relieved. “Why not?”

And so Narlissa told him. She spoke about how when they had sex with a partner a little bit of the magic entered them and that is what made the sex so amazing for them. It’s why their senses were heightened and they came as hard as they did. But that afterwards the magic was purged from their body by their spirits and no matter how many times they had sex that would always be the case and they would never develop the gifts.

Except in a few rare cases. Sometimes, a partner would relish sex and their soul would actively enjoy the magic. In that case, their spirit and their instincts would refrain from purging the magic and instead let it build inside them. Eventually it would hit a critical mass and they too would develop the gifts resulting in a magic cock or magic cunt. But this could only happen in those who would actively enjoy the results.

So there was truly nothing to fear. Either a partner would have the sex of their lives and then carry on with no lasting effects except amazing memories, or in very rare circumstances they would develop the gifts themselves and their lives would improve hugely as it is what they had wanted all along.

“So my spirit wanted this?” he said at long last when she had finished talking.

“Tell me, Aramil, do you enjoy your new talents? Do you enjoy having sex with beautiful women, and making them come so hard they can’t think straight?”

He grinned. “Of course I do.”

“Then that is why. Your spirit knew it would enjoy these gifts and so it happily welcomed them in. When we fucked, a little bit of the magic transferred from me to you. With most people it would have been purged the moment we finished but with you it was not. Instead, it remained inside you, building each time we had sex, until at last your body had enough to develop the gifts for itself. You now have a magic cock, Aramil.”

“A magic cock…” Aramil repeated, disbelieving.

“It sounds absurd, doesn’t it? But it’s true.”

He lay back down flat and sighed happily at the stars. Night had truly fallen whilst they spoke and the fire was dwindling. Narlissa’s words sounded crazy but he knew deep down they were true. He really did possess a magic cock.

And he was delighted.

“It’s a good thing you returned to the forest before I left,” he said at last, looking at Narlissa. “Otherwise I would never have known any of this.”

“It is indeed,” the half-elf agreed. “But now you know, so you do not need to worry. When you are out there beyond the forest, surrounded by beautiful women, you can fuck and fuck and keep fucking and the magic will never take hold in their souls.”

“You make it sound like I’ll spend my whole time getting laid, Narlissa.”

She raised an eyebrow. “A gorgeous, toned young elf with beautiful eyes, a charming personality and a magic cock? Yes, Aramil, you are going to spend your whole time getting laid.”

Suddenly she grinned naughtily, sliding from the log on which she sat to move next to him. Aramil’s cock – his magic cock – twitched at the glint in her eyes. She straddled him, her weight setting on his thighs and he stared up at her with anticipation.

“And so now we come to perhaps escort kağıthane the most important thing about tonight’s realisation. You have a magic cock, Aramil, and that is most certainly something to celebrate. Shall we begin the festivities?”

Aramil did not respond to her. Instead he sat upright and pulled her in for a frantic kiss. She moaned and pushed her tongue into his mouth. At the same time her hands found the knots to his chestpiece and soon she had stripped it from him. He did the same with her and he broke the kiss and groaned as she pulled it from her body and her big tits spilled free. He reached out and grasped the hanging globes, giving them a delighted squeeze.

He could not do so for long however because Narlissa soon pushed him flat again and then started to slide down his body. She came to his belt and unbuckled it and he lifted his hips and she slid his pants down his legs. His cock sprang free already rock hard and she moaned and licked her lips at the sight.

“Yes, I think this magic cock is definitely worthy of my worship,” she moaned, then took him into her mouth.

Aramil threw his head back with a groan as he felt the half-elf’s lips wrap around his dick. He stared down as she started to bob her head and her brown eyes glowed up at him. She delivered a truly expert blowjob and he reached down to thread his fingers through her red hair as her mouth did wonderful things to his cock. They remained that way for a while as she properly explored his dick with her tongue and lips, alternating between taking him into her mouth as far as he would go and pulling off to passionately kiss down his sides.

Then he could take no more. He sat upright and pulled Narlissa’s head from his cock, instead kissing her hard. Her hands dropped to her pants and he helped her slide the tight leather garments from her lovely slender legs. Moments later she was as naked as he was.

He lay back then, bringing her with him until she was lying on top of him. Still they kissed until eventually the half-elf broke the kiss and pushed herself upright again. This time she lifted her hips and angled his cock with her dripping cunt. Aramil groaned as she sank down on his member.

“Oh gods,” she moaned as he slid inside her and Aramil knew that she was enjoying the initial penetration just as much as he was.

She rested there a moment but not for too long because soon she started to bounce her hips. She was slow at first but as their lust grew so did her pace, and so within a few minutes she was throwing her hips down against him.

Aramil enjoyed the wonderful sight of her stunning naked body in the dying light of the fire as she rode him. Her big tits shook on her chest as she slammed herself down against him and he could not resist but reach up and grasp the large mounds. He felt her hard nipples tickling his palms as her pace grew quicker and quicker.

After a while of passionate fucking Aramil felt his balls twitch. He knew he was getting close. Narlissa’s face was contorted in pleasure and her moans were loud. He could tell she was right on the edge as well.

“I’m going to come,” she sobbed, her brown eyes wide. “Your cock is going to make me come, Aramil!”

“Me too,” he groaned back, moving his hips in time with hers now.

“Do it!” she practically growled, then her eyes rolled back and she screamed out.

He felt the beautiful redhead’s cunt clamp down on his dick as she came. Shivers ran through her tunnel and her limbs jerked as a huge orgasm erupted inside her. That was all he needed and with a cry of his own his climax arrived and his spunk burst from his magic cock and sprayed powerfully against the walls of her pussy. Pleasure almost overcame him as he struggled to focus on anything that wasn’t the bliss of his orgasm.

Eventually the moment passed and Narlissa slumped down on top of him with a breathless giggle. She kissed him tenderly and he responded in kind. At last she lifted her hips from his sated cock and rolled onto the blanket next to him.

Within a few minutes they had climbed inside the tent and settled down to sleep. Aramil drifted off with only happy thoughts in the company of such a beautiful and wonderful woman.

And tomorrow, his adventure would truly begin.

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Even though those three demons were very strong they were defeated pretty easily. But two young angels couldn’t take full credit for it. They’ve got help… from human. Even though he was built like a car but it’s just impossible to be that strong against supernatural creatures. Now they were just staying silently and eyeing each other.

Both angels understood immediately that it was him. They could feel enormously strong dark energy a man was radiating. It was none other than John Murlok a runaway from hell. Every single angel was ordered to terminate him but why did he come to rescue them? And looking at how he fought angels understood that there’s a big possibility it can be the last mission in their lives.

Suddenly John broke the silence.

“So what? Even after that you’re still considering me a threat?”

“There’s an order in this World and you… your case… well it should be solved,” big tall male angel answered before his partner had a chance to open her mouth.

“Heh I like it how you call killing an innocent human being solving a case,” John replied sarcastically.

“Listen, we understand that you just happened to be in the wrong place at wrong time and demons drugged you to hell alive and somehow you managed to escape. But your body absorbed hell’s dark energy and now you’re changed. The mere fact that you can feel our energy and know that beşiktaş eskort we’re angels despite our masking appearances as two humans in black suits…”

“And your strength and speed,” female angel suddenly added in a kind of fascinated tone of voice.

“Ok so now you’ll kill me and where’s my soul going? I suppose I’m not going to heaven.”

“As I said earlier you’re filled with dark energy and it changed you on every level so you’re not a part of natural order now. Your soul should go to hell. I’m sorry.”

“Well in that case you leave me no choice… listen guys how about you just leave and let’s pretend it never happened?”

“Well…”

“Don’t be weak!” male angel yelled at his partner “Attack!”

Heavenly swords appeared in their hands out of nowhere and they both jumped at Murlok.

John ended up being much stronger than they expected. He was blocking and evading all their blows. He instead was fighting with his bare hands and his strikes constantly reached their targets. After every series of strikes he was throwing angels away like showing them that he still doesn’t want to fight them and they’re free to stop and just leave.

After a while Murlock felt that he’s getting tired and his mercifulness can be fatal. So he jumped at the angels and sent a female on the ground with heavy elbow blow to the face, istanbul escortları then he grabbed male angel by the hand in which he held his sword and directed its blade right through the angel’s chest. Angel started screaming and blue light started pouring from his eyes and mouth and after blinding blue flash he completely perished.

Now John turned his sights to female and just stood frozen. She was so exhausted by a fight that she didn’t even have enough energy to maintain her human appearance. It was his first time when he saw how angel really looks like.

She didn’t have any clothing. She had beautiful human like female body with long strong legs, flat stomach and big round breasts. But unlike human she had white shining hair, white eyes without pupils and big white wings. And her skin was non human like pale but looked beautiful. And she was completely hairless.

John was just mesmerized by her beauty. He walked up to her and kneeled. He offered her his hand to help her get up. She accepted the offer. When she was standing he started.

“What is your name?”

“Rogneda.”

“Wow it’s beautiful.”

“Thanks.”

“Listen I don’t wanna kill you, you’re not my enemy, you can go.”

“Thanks, it’s very kind of you but I refuse.”

“Why?”

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“I don’t know maybe it’s crazy but… but I trust you and you can go with me. Well you’re very weak now so you need to recuperate. Is there any way for angel to fasten up her recovery?”

“Actually there’s a way,” she started smiling.

Rogneda gently touched his cheek and started kissing him on the lips. John responded to her advances and they started kissing passionately. Then she started helping him to get out of his clothing. When Murlok was fully naked he went down covering her whole body with kisses. After that he teased her pussy with his tongue a little bit and laid on his back.

Rogneda sat on him and started riding his cock. She was grinding his cock like crazy. They climaxed at the same time and she squirted all over his belly. Her squirt wasn’t like human’s it had blue shade and was shining in the dark.

“I feel much better now, if you want I can get back to my human appearance.”

“Umm no… don’t get me wrong your human appearance is stunning too but I like your real looks I just can’t take my eyes of you.”

Rogneda smiled and kissed him on the lips

“Right from the begging I felt there’s something strange about you and I was drawn to it.”

“Both worlds want to kill me, aren’t you afraid to be with me?”

“I’m a big girl and I understand all the risks. But I feel that we’re connected, especially during sex. We’re intertwined. However it goes I’m with you.”

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Aramil Liadon, elven ranger, was excited. He was finally leaving his forest home and he couldn’t wait to see the world beyond its borders. He and Narlissa had left his village earlier than day and were now woodwalking quickly through the trees.

But first he needed to locate a rare herb known as Ghostbloom for Narlissa to bring back to his village for a magical ritual. Whilst Aramil didn’t fully understand the ritual, what he did know was that the Tree Mother herself had asked him to retrieve the herb, so he had vowed to do so.

However the journey was a little slower than it might have been because he did not have a horse. All horses were owned by the clan and they did not have any spare for an elf that was leaving the forest. He would miss the elven horses as they were light and nimble of foot but he was sure he could eventually buy a human horse and would get used to it quickly enough.

After a few hours of amiable chatting with Narlissa the two of them came upon a clearing and Aramil stopped woodwalking. Whilst the forest was at least three days across from end to end the village was much closer to the north end than the south. Aramil and Narlissa had gone north and so it was only a single afternoon’s worth of travelling that brought them near to the forest’s edge. He knew they were very close now.

“There is Ghostbloom here,” he said, smiling at Narlissa as he began to stride through the undergrowth.

“How do you know?” she asked.

He shrugged. “I just do.” He looked around. “We are also very close to the forest’s edge, but you will not make it back to the village today. Perhaps we should camp here for the night?”

“Sounds good,” Narlissa said. “I’ll get everything set up whilst you find the Ghostbloom.”

She turned and started to build the hide tent that Aramil had brought. The fact that she was not putting up her own was no surprise – it had been obvious from the start that they would be sharing the one tent that night.

He grinned to himself at that thought then spent a few minutes looking for the Ghostbloom. The sun was beginning to set and the sky had taken on a beautiful orange glow. Aramil knew he would miss the natural beauty of the forest but he was also excited to see other places that were each as beautiful in their own way.

After a few minutes he smiled as he saw his target. He reached down and with his knife carefully cut a few flowers from the Ghostbloom plant that had found. He made sure none of the plant directly touched his skin and quickly wrapped the flowers in a cloth bundle. It was a very potent magical herb and he did not want to spend the night hallucinating because some had accidentally touched him.

Then he saw another flower and he quickly plucked that too before returning to Narlissa. She had the camp set up and was cooking a meal over a small fire.

He handed her the bundle of cloth when he arrived and she carefully put it in her own pack. Then he sat down on the large blanket that Narlissa had laid out in front of their tent. Minutes later they were eating and he enjoyed the meal Narlissa had prepared. She was a talented cook.

When they were done she tidied away the pans and then smiled at him.

“It’s beautiful here,” she said wistfully and he nodded in agreement.

It was then that he remembered the second flower that he’d picked and he quickly reached into the pouch at his waist to draw it out. A single bright red rose. He handed it to Narlissa.

Her face lit up in a beautiful smile as she took it. “For me?” she said, turning it over. “It’s quite beautiful, Aramil.”

“Then it suits you.”

She smiled at the compliment then lay the flower delicately on her pack. She turned back to him and he saw a naughty sparkle in her brown eyes. “You know, if I didn’t know better I’d think you were trying to flatter me, Aramil. You couldn’t possibly be trying to get inside me, could you?” she grinned.

“I brought you the flower because I thought it was beautiful and you would like it,” he smiled escort beşiktaş back, playing her game. “If there is to be any sex, well, that is an unrelated thing.”

“I like how you say ‘if’, Aramil. It supposes there is any chance at all you won’t finish this evening filling me with your cum.”

He put on a fake tone of aloofness. “Narlissa, you are singularly obsessed with sex. I, however, can control my urges and not act like an animal in heat.”

The beautiful half-elf laughed. “I saw you emerging from the Tree Mother’s house before we left. It’s pretty obvious what you’d just been doing. You’re just as sex-obsessed as I am, and you know as well as I do where this night will end up.”

“The Tree Mother was merely, er, giving me some advice.”

“Advice on fucking her brains out, perhaps.”

“You make it sound like a bad thing.”

“Not at all. The very opposite, in fact. I’m delighted to see you expanding your horizons, Aramil.” Narlissa paused then, cocking her head and she seemed to be deep in thought. “In fact, you seem to have expanded them a lot since we first met, haven’t you?”

“Well…” Aramil said suddenly embarrassed.

“There’s nothing to be bashful about. But I saw a lot of the attractive young women of the village eyeing you with something approaching outright lust. There was the fletcher’s daughter, Polissa, and that mercenary from the capital, Korali, and others besides. And obviously the Tree Mother herself.”

He shrugged. “I suppose so…”

Narlissa looked concerned. “Aramil, I’m going to ask you some questions, and you need to be totally honest with me in your answers, ok? It’s important.”

He sat upright. Their flirtatious game was suddenly over and she had become very serious. What could she possibly be talking about that was so important? Well he supposed he would find out.

“Of course.”

“Do you love having sex, Aramil?”

He narrowed his eyes in confusion. “Well, obviously.”

“No, I mean actively love it. Not a fun hobby you do when the mood strikes, but something you find yourself craving all the time. Is even this talk of sex getting you worked up? Is it making you think of me, naked, writhing in ecstasy beneath you?”

He coughed, looking away. “Maybe.”

“And does this happen often? Do you find you need to come at least, say, twice a day or you become a delirious mess, just looking for a woman who’ll have sex with you? Do your partners seem to have stronger orgasms than they ever have before in their life when they’re with you?”

He met her gaze. Everything she was saying was true. He’d been noticing it himself but it was still strange to hear someone else describing it so perfectly.

He swallowed. “Yes. I… how did you know?”

“One final question,” Narlissa said, holding up a finger to stop him. “Did all this start happening not long after we met?”

“Yes, Narlissa. It did.”

The half-elf’s beautiful face suddenly lit up as she smiled. “Something strange has happened to you, Aramil, but I know just what it is. Don’t worry, I’m going to explain it all.”

And then she did. Aramil could not believe his pointed ears at what Narlissa was saying. She told him of the human knight known as Sir Jeffrey, and explained about his magic cock and how she had befriended him. She described about his gifts and how they manifested – that his partners came harder than they ever had before, but on the flip side that he needed to have sex at least twice a day. She also explained that the cause of that magic was a demon’s loose spell that had found a home in his spirit, and that it also had melded itself with a sterility spell rendering him safe from accidentally fathering hundreds of children.

At first Aramil did not understand why this Sir Jeffrey person was relevant. But when Narlissa started to elaborate on how that magic could under the right circumstances transfer from Sir Jeffrey to a woman who wanted the same thing, he began to understand.

“You istanbul escorts have that magic too, don’t you? You got it from him.”

She grinned. “Yes, I do. And now, Aramil, you also possess it. Where he passed it to me, I have passed it to you.”

He could barely take it all in. Suddenly he thought of all the women he had fucked since Narlissa’s departure. If these gifts could pass from person to person maybe they now had it too. He absolutely adored his new gifts but he knew most people would not feel the same way. His eyes went wide and he frantically sat upright.

Narlissa laughed sweetly. “Aramil, I can see your sudden fear, and I know why you feel it. Do not worry, you cannot pass these gifts on to someone unwilling to receive them. All those women you fucked? They are safe.”

“I can’t?” he said, relieved. “Why not?”

And so Narlissa told him. She spoke about how when they had sex with a partner a little bit of the magic entered them and that is what made the sex so amazing for them. It’s why their senses were heightened and they came as hard as they did. But that afterwards the magic was purged from their body by their spirits and no matter how many times they had sex that would always be the case and they would never develop the gifts.

Except in a few rare cases. Sometimes, a partner would relish sex and their soul would actively enjoy the magic. In that case, their spirit and their instincts would refrain from purging the magic and instead let it build inside them. Eventually it would hit a critical mass and they too would develop the gifts resulting in a magic cock or magic cunt. But this could only happen in those who would actively enjoy the results.

So there was truly nothing to fear. Either a partner would have the sex of their lives and then carry on with no lasting effects except amazing memories, or in very rare circumstances they would develop the gifts themselves and their lives would improve hugely as it is what they had wanted all along.

“So my spirit wanted this?” he said at long last when she had finished talking.

“Tell me, Aramil, do you enjoy your new talents? Do you enjoy having sex with beautiful women, and making them come so hard they can’t think straight?”

He grinned. “Of course I do.”

“Then that is why. Your spirit knew it would enjoy these gifts and so it happily welcomed them in. When we fucked, a little bit of the magic transferred from me to you. With most people it would have been purged the moment we finished but with you it was not. Instead, it remained inside you, building each time we had sex, until at last your body had enough to develop the gifts for itself. You now have a magic cock, Aramil.”

“A magic cock…” Aramil repeated, disbelieving.

“It sounds absurd, doesn’t it? But it’s true.”

He lay back down flat and sighed happily at the stars. Night had truly fallen whilst they spoke and the fire was dwindling. Narlissa’s words sounded crazy but he knew deep down they were true. He really did possess a magic cock.

And he was delighted.

“It’s a good thing you returned to the forest before I left,” he said at last, looking at Narlissa. “Otherwise I would never have known any of this.”

“It is indeed,” the half-elf agreed. “But now you know, so you do not need to worry. When you are out there beyond the forest, surrounded by beautiful women, you can fuck and fuck and keep fucking and the magic will never take hold in their souls.”

“You make it sound like I’ll spend my whole time getting laid, Narlissa.”

She raised an eyebrow. “A gorgeous, toned young elf with beautiful eyes, a charming personality and a magic cock? Yes, Aramil, you are going to spend your whole time getting laid.”

Suddenly she grinned naughtily, sliding from the log on which she sat to move next to him. Aramil’s cock – his magic cock – twitched at the glint in her eyes. She straddled him, her weight setting on his thighs and he stared up at her with anticipation.

“And escort kağıthane so now we come to perhaps the most important thing about tonight’s realisation. You have a magic cock, Aramil, and that is most certainly something to celebrate. Shall we begin the festivities?”

Aramil did not respond to her. Instead he sat upright and pulled her in for a frantic kiss. She moaned and pushed her tongue into his mouth. At the same time her hands found the knots to his chestpiece and soon she had stripped it from him. He did the same with her and he broke the kiss and groaned as she pulled it from her body and her big tits spilled free. He reached out and grasped the hanging globes, giving them a delighted squeeze.

He could not do so for long however because Narlissa soon pushed him flat again and then started to slide down his body. She came to his belt and unbuckled it and he lifted his hips and she slid his pants down his legs. His cock sprang free already rock hard and she moaned and licked her lips at the sight.

“Yes, I think this magic cock is definitely worthy of my worship,” she moaned, then took him into her mouth.

Aramil threw his head back with a groan as he felt the half-elf’s lips wrap around his dick. He stared down as she started to bob her head and her brown eyes glowed up at him. She delivered a truly expert blowjob and he reached down to thread his fingers through her red hair as her mouth did wonderful things to his cock. They remained that way for a while as she properly explored his dick with her tongue and lips, alternating between taking him into her mouth as far as he would go and pulling off to passionately kiss down his sides.

Then he could take no more. He sat upright and pulled Narlissa’s head from his cock, instead kissing her hard. Her hands dropped to her pants and he helped her slide the tight leather garments from her lovely slender legs. Moments later she was as naked as he was.

He lay back then, bringing her with him until she was lying on top of him. Still they kissed until eventually the half-elf broke the kiss and pushed herself upright again. This time she lifted her hips and angled his cock with her dripping cunt. Aramil groaned as she sank down on his member.

“Oh gods,” she moaned as he slid inside her and Aramil knew that she was enjoying the initial penetration just as much as he was.

She rested there a moment but not for too long because soon she started to bounce her hips. She was slow at first but as their lust grew so did her pace, and so within a few minutes she was throwing her hips down against him.

Aramil enjoyed the wonderful sight of her stunning naked body in the dying light of the fire as she rode him. Her big tits shook on her chest as she slammed herself down against him and he could not resist but reach up and grasp the large mounds. He felt her hard nipples tickling his palms as her pace grew quicker and quicker.

After a while of passionate fucking Aramil felt his balls twitch. He knew he was getting close. Narlissa’s face was contorted in pleasure and her moans were loud. He could tell she was right on the edge as well.

“I’m going to come,” she sobbed, her brown eyes wide. “Your cock is going to make me come, Aramil!”

“Me too,” he groaned back, moving his hips in time with hers now.

“Do it!” she practically growled, then her eyes rolled back and she screamed out.

He felt the beautiful redhead’s cunt clamp down on his dick as she came. Shivers ran through her tunnel and her limbs jerked as a huge orgasm erupted inside her. That was all he needed and with a cry of his own his climax arrived and his spunk burst from his magic cock and sprayed powerfully against the walls of her pussy. Pleasure almost overcame him as he struggled to focus on anything that wasn’t the bliss of his orgasm.

Eventually the moment passed and Narlissa slumped down on top of him with a breathless giggle. She kissed him tenderly and he responded in kind. At last she lifted her hips from his sated cock and rolled onto the blanket next to him.

Within a few minutes they had climbed inside the tent and settled down to sleep. Aramil drifted off with only happy thoughts in the company of such a beautiful and wonderful woman.

And tomorrow, his adventure would truly begin.

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Artificial Affection Chapter Three

~Recap~

The moonlight reflected off Victoria’s swollen, pregnant belly. Her eyes were closed but she was still awake. My hand gently caressed the bottom of her tummy. She had just confessed a lot of crazy things. Vic had took the rest of the “love potion” cologne and spread it throughout the campus. She also announced she was pregnant with triplets. It made sense, her belly was far larger than any other pregnant girl at our school. Vic used to have tight, muscular abs yet they were no match for a triplet pregnancy. She was growing steadily along just like the other 50 pregnant students at our university. After what she did today that number was sure to rise. That’s how I ended up spending the night with her. The cologne was designed to make women insatiably horny toward me. If I went in public with that cologne spread everywhere I’d be swarmed. The infected woman will only target me if I was nearby, if not they’d probably do just about anyone. The worst part was that feeling wouldn’t go away unless they got pregnant. If they didn’t, their bodies waste away to nothing. Several girls were hospitalized already. I anonymously proposed a cure online, using the exact type and concentration of pregnancy hormones, though there has been no word of one in the making. Vic’s insane reasoning was to make things worse to force more focus on our university’s crisis, hoping to spark a rush for a cure.

I slowly stroked Victoria’s baby bump. She had such soft, tan, Latina skin. I was so mad at her earlier that it was strange to think I’d ended up hooking up with her that same night. We hadn’t had sex since I knocked her up. She was infected, she wanted me to do it to save her life. Unlike Monet, and Avery, Victoria’s pregnancy was completely intentional. We just didn’t expect triplets. I mean, how rare is that? At about thirteen weeks along, one less than most, Vic still looked incredible. Maybe it was her good looks, my increasing adoration of round bellies, or her enormous boobs, but somehow she turned me from furious to horny. It was an emotional night. We cuddled naked as we waited for one thirty in the morning. That was our plan. I’d stay with Victoria until an odd hour of the night then sneak back to my apartment. This would be done to avoid coming across any infected girls during the day. I’d probably have to stay in my apartment for a while until the newly infected girls were all impregnated or, unfortunately, hospitalized.

That’s what sucked the most. The innocent woman in the hospital because of our stupidity. I couldn’t visit them or do anything to give away my involvement or knowledge of what was going on. So we just waited and hoped for the best.

~Chapter 3: Going Viral

My hand slowly found its way from Victoria’s pregnant belly to her massive tits. I cupped one breast in my hand. A small smile crept onto Vic’s face. She was always proud of her impressive bust, now that she was pregnant it had only gotten more impressive. All her curves were growing alongside her expanding belly. Despite finally having a bit of an ass and some thighs now, nothing was growing quite like her tummy and her tits. I was positive that by the end of her pregnancy, when her tits start filling up with milk, she will have the biggest bust out of anyone I’d ever seen. It was selfish, but I was excited for that day. My cock began to rise at the thought. Vic must have felt it press against her round butt because she stirred in bed.

“You have to go,” Vic whispered. She didn’t open her eyes. I glanced at the digital alarm clock at her bedside. She was right, it was one thirty in the morning.

I began to roll out of bed when a slender hand grabbed my arm. I turned to see Victoria facing me, her boobs squished as she laid on her side. “Wait,” she pleaded. Her eyes beckoned me toward her. She pulled me in and kissed me deeply, her tongue circling mine. I could feel her erect nipples poking at my bare chest. I was tempted to stay but I knew now would be the best time to go home without running into any women in public. Vic’s lips left mine as she stared up at me with glimmering puppy dog eyes. “There, you can go now,” Vic claimed as she appeared to drift off to sleep.

An odd sensation surged within me. What was happening? I knew what it was. I was catching feelings for her. It didn’t make sense, especially after all she had done. How could I like someone like that? She harassed me all the time. I hooked up with Avery everyday and never felt like this. Hell, this all started because I had feelings for Monet. The cologne was invented for her, she was pregnant with my baby, we hooked up regularly, shouldn’t I feel this way toward her? I pushed the feeling down. I was overreacting. It had been a long time since I’d last had sex with Victoria, I was just excited. It was her huge tits, that’s it, what guy wouldn’t feel a little infatuated bayan escort beşiktaş after playing with boobs like those. I told myself lots of things to calm me down, yet deep inside I knew it wouldn’t be the end of it.

Luckily, all thoughts of Victoria instantly vanished upon entering my apartment. Unfortunately, I was greeted by something much worse. On my couch sat Avery, my cousin who just so happened to be pregnant with my baby, and next to her a complete stranger. This stranger was a girl who looked to be around our age. She had flawless white skin, whiter than me and Avery as our Italian genes contributed a little olive color. Unlike all the other girls in my life right now, this girl was blonde. Her hair was kept in a ponytail though it still looked quite long. My cock stood at attention. It was worth mentioning that both Avery and this girl were wearing nothing but their underwear. Avery’s hair looked a little messy and the band keeping the girl’s hair in a ponytail appeared loose, almost coming undone. I had obviously walked in on something.

“What?” I started but my brain stopped working. Avery piped up before I could think of anything.

“Hey, this is Kayla,” Avery greeted. She gestured to the almost naked girl sitting with her on the couch. Her tone was giddy. She was casual as ever. This, Kayla girl on the other hand looked pretty embarrassed.

“Hello, so you’re Joey?” Kayla asked. Her face was beat red. This was not good. I went home at such a random time to avoid contact with woman and now Avery was here doing God knows what with Kayla. I didn’t reply but peered down at the two of them. Kayla wasn’t pregnant. If she didn’t leave soon there was a good chance I’d end up impregnating yet another sexy woman. Wait, I called her sexy, shit I had to control myself.

Kayla was wearing a lacy black bra that appeared to be supporting C cup titties. Her bra was matched by a thin black thong that left little to the imagination. She was a little plump which only made her sexier. I’m sure most would call her thicc, but to me plump, chubby, and thicc were all the same. She had nice thick thighs, a round bubble butt and a soft, pudgy midsection. She had a MILF body. Her feminine curves only emphasized her fertility. Of course her tits were nowhere as big as Victoria’s or her ass as huge as Monet’s though all her features were fuller than Avery’s. That’s unless you took Avery’s pregnant belly into account, then yeah Avery had the bigger tummy; though before she got pregnant, Avery’s midriff was not as round as Kayla’s. Her hands and face were thin and sharp, narrow as if to compliment her perfectly curvy body.

“Joey?” Avery asked. She could tell I was in distress. This was not a good situation. I turned to Avery. She was wearing a deep blue bra one size too small for her growing pregnancy boobs and a pair of barely visible panties of the same color. Kayla’s legs rested on top of Avery’s. It looked like they were just kissing. Kayla put a hand on Avery’s pregnant belly and rubbed it in small circles.

“So you’re the baby daddy, huh?” Kayla questioned. I was still at a loss for words. The blush disappeared from Kayla’s face. She was no longer embarrassed. “I could see why,” Kayla continued after I gave no response. Avery giggled. I noticed both of their nipples were erect, piercing against the fabric of their bras.

“She should leave, now,” I choked out. My command was so shaky it lost all meaning.

“What? No! I didn’t think you’d be back but now that you’re here, things are getting interesting!” Avery smirked. She rubbed her left breast beneath her bra. When her hand came out from under her bra the soft flesh of her bust bounced.

“Avery, what is going on?” I asked, my voice more firm than before.

“Haven’t you ever wondered why I got kicked out of my sorority? How I ended up living with you?” Avery teased.

“Yes, but you’d never tell me.”

“This is how,” Avery proclaimed as she took off her bra and practically dove onto Kayla. They made out, hungrily like they were both filled with so much sexual frustration that they were gonna explode. Avery’s pregnant belly pressed into Kayla’s soft stomach as she forced her onto her back. Her bare tits mashed against Kayla’s restrained ones. The wet sucking sound of making out filled the room. Avery rubbed Kayla’s plump thighs and squeezed her ass while they kissed. Kayla’s hands roamed across Avery’s back and sides. It was at least a full minute before either of them came up for air.

“You got kicked out for kissing?” I asked.

Avery gave me a stern look. She could tell I was confused, yet expected me to understand. “No, not for kissing, for being gay,” she clarified. My expression didn’t change. “I’m bisexual,” Avery added.

“Oh, I, um, I never knew that. How does that get you kicked out of a sorority?”

Avery sighed. “They don’t let gay girls join sororities. I mean, I don’t know about all sororities but at least the one I eskort istanbul was in sure didn’t. You really thought Greek life was progressive?”

“I thought most were,” I blushed.

“Not here,” Avery continued. “They saw me on a date with a girl and well, it didn’t go well.”

“I’m sorry Avery, I had no idea.”

“It’s ok, life is pretty sweet now,” she winked. Kayla was rubbing Avery’s belly and tits the whole time we were speaking. It was obvious she had been infected. Her nipples were like needles they were so erect. It was not going to be easy getting her to leave.

“I bet it is,” Kayla piped up. “You live with this hot baby daddy and you’re literally glowing!”

“Awe, thanks! So are you and you’re not even pregnant,” Avery complimented.

I groaned. “I’ll leave you two alone,” I stated plainly.

“What’s wrong you don’t like sexy sorority girls?” Avery beamed.

“Kayla was in a sorority too?”

“Was? I still am. They never caught me,” Kayla corrected.

“I’m going to bed.” It was clear I wasn’t going to be able to kick her out. Least I could do was avoid her.

A warm hand grabbed my arm. I was yanked onto the couch before I could turn around. The two girls pinned me down. Their soft sexy bodies were getting harder and harder to resist. I began to sit up but Avery sat on my lap. They were both giggling and giddy as if they were drunk.

“Kayla, check this out,” Avery announced. She grabbed my hands and forced them on her pregnant belly. There was way too much stimulus, Kayla, Avery, her ass on my lap, my fingers feeling up her tummy. I was beyond turned on. “He loves the preggo belly!” she exclaimed.

Kayla was in hysterics. “Oh my God! Look how hard he is, he totally does! I admit it is pretty kinky. I can’t keep my hands off of it either,” Kayla confessed.

“It’s not just preggo bellies, it’s all tummies,” Avery explained. Kayla made a pouting face. “I’m not joking, it’s his thing, try it!” Avery commanded as she hopped off of me and pushed Kayla on my lap. Kayla was thicker and the difference was felt immediately. There was a lot more padding in her ass and thighs. My cock was delighted to have her on top of me.

“Come on, don’t be shy,” Avery cooed. She pulled my hands up and around to caress Kayla’s pudgy little midsection. It was hot. Her skin was so soft and jiggly. My cock grew stiffer. My hands were almost moving on their own, exploring all the soft, round curves in front of them. Slowly, they snaked their way up to a rough patch of fabric, Kayla’s bra. I slid my hands underneath her bra, feeling the weight of each tit in my hands.

“Hey, that’s not my stomach,” Kayla laughed. She started grinding on my lap.

Avery unhooked Kayla’s bra. “Yeah but who could resist your big ol’ titties?” Avery giggled.

“He’s definitely doing a good job working on them,” Kayla moaned. I felt her nipples harden to my touch. Her thick ass ground harder into my crotch. When glancing down, I noticed her fingers were subconsciously searching for the waistband of my pants. “I can see how this happened,” Kayla smiled as she reached out to stroke Avery’s belly. “You’re so hot, I’d put a baby in you if I could. And he’s so hot, I’d let him put a baby in me if I wanted,” Kayla smirked.

“Yeah, I think it has more to do with that illness thing that went around about that time,” Avery laughed. I was so distracted I didn’t even realize Avery had taken off my shirt and removed her panties. “Then again you’re not wrong, he’s real hot huh?”

Kayla stood up to remove her panties. They slid off in a second. Avery made quick work of my pants. In a flash the three of us were naked. Kayla jumped back on top of me. This time my cock was deep inside her hot, throbbing pussy. Everything on her jiggled and bounced as she rode me facing me. Avery rubbed Kayla’s body and breasts as she bobbed up and down. Kayla had lost her mind in ecstasy. I did too until Avery spoke up.

“Isn’t he the best?” She asked.

“I don’t see how you didn’t get knocked up sooner!” Kayla gasped. I placed my hands on her bubble butt, squeezing her lush flesh between my fingers.

Avery pressed her tits into the side of my face. I took her right nipple in my mouth while my hands continued to feel up Kayla. “I know! I’m sure I’ll be knocked up soon after this one,” Avery gasped.

Kayla shivered. “God, you’re so kinky!”

“What? Avery no,” I choked out.

She giggled and started nibbling on my ear. “You sure? I feel like you won’t be able to resist from getting me pregnant again, and again, and again?” Avery teased.

“Fuck, you two are mad sexy. I’d love a mans to take care of me and keep me constantly barefoot and pregnant,” Kayla gasped. She started moving faster. Avery slapped Kayla’s nice ass.

“No, Avery, I’m not getting you or anyone else pregnant. We’re-” I cut myself off. It dawned on me. Kayla didn’t know Avery and I were cousins. That’s why she didn’t reject the idea of more babies like escort fındıkzade I was.

“Go on,” Avery pleaded.

“No, we should stop, I’m close to cumming and I don’t wanna knock her up too,” I replied.

“Hmm, no finish your sentence. Why don’t you wanna breed me?” Avery interrogated.

Kayla didn’t stop. She was not focused on what I was saying. Her belly and boobs bounced with each thrust. Constant moans escaped her mouth.

“Because we’re.” I stopped and stared up into Kayla’s eyes. They were rolled back in bliss.

“Say it!” Avery demanded. Her whole body was now pressed against me, tits, pregnant belly, thighs, everything crushed against my side. Her mouth, mere inches away from mine.

“We’re cousins,” I blurted out.

Kayla’s eyes opened wide with shock. “You two are cousins?” she gasped. I blushed. Avery smiled big and broad, looking proud of herself. “And you got her pregnant? Your own cousin, your own family, pregnant?” Kayla’s movements slowed but did not cease.

Avery sat up to play with Kayla’s tits. “Yes, it’s all true and I can’t wait to have all of his babies,” Avery teased. She took one of Kayla’s breasts into her mouth while she fondled the other one.

Kayla’s eyes rolled back again. She picked up the pace. “God, that’s so hot,” Kayla choked out. Suddenly, I felt her pussy tighten.

“It is?” I asked, shocked. Kayla didn’t answer as she was making out with Avery. The two of them seemed to love feeling up each other’s tits. A few times I saw Kayla’s hands sneak down to rub Avery’s swollen belly. Eventually they broke their kiss and Kayla responded.

“It’s totally the hottest thing I’ve ever encountered. I can’t believe you two fuck and even made a dirty little incest baby!” Kayla exclaimed.

“There will be more to come,” Avery cooed. She forced Kayla’s hand onto her round stomach. At this point I understood Avery was just saying that to excite Kayla, or maybe me too. Who could resist a hot chick begging to have your babies?

“Fuck, you two are insane,” Kayla moaned. “I’m gonna cum real soon!”

I felt her hot pussy contract even more. Her movements grew faster and rougher. “I’m close too,” I warned.

“It’s not a safe time to cum inside, let me orgasm and I’ll get off,” Kayla panted. Her voluptuous body jiggled as she bounced on my cock.

“You have to get off now!” I commanded. “I can’t hold it back!”

Kayla started to get up but Avery slammed her back down on me. “No, he can wait, orgasm Kayla,” Avery demanded.

“I’m gonna cum, let her off!” I groaned. Avery knelt behind Kayla, her hands on her shoulders pinning her on my dick. I couldn’t reach Avery.

“No, stop! I’m gonna get pregnant!” Kayla squeaked out just as a powerful orgasm took over.

“I don’t feel you resisting,” Avery snickered.

My cock exploded blast after blast of hot cum into Kayla’s unprotected womb. Her body trembled. Her movements were now subtle as she was lost in bliss. I could feel more and more cum pump out of my dick. I was filling her up pretty good.

“Ah, fuck,” Kayla sighed. She slowly got off of me and examined the damage. No doubt, cum oozed out of her pussy. Kayla wiped some cum off her ripe thighs and smeared it on Avery’s pregnant tummy. “Fuck you,” she hissed.

Avery only smiled. “It’s gonna be fine. If you do get knocked up, Joey likes big preggo bellies remember?”

“Yeah, but I’m not ready for a kid,” Kayla spat.

“Oh come on,” Avery groaned. “Look at your hips, those thick thighs, round ass, those humongous boobs and your soft, little belly and tell me you’re not a goddess born for breeding!”

“You’re such a bitch, you didn’t even apologizing for what you just did,” Kayla whined.

I shot Avery a disapproving look. Months ago it was obvious she kinda went off the deep end, though I never thought she’d do something like this. I couldn’t believe it. I had just gotten another girl pregnant and Avery basically forced me to.

“I’m not gonna apologize, I know what the two of you are into, you’ll both be grateful in time. Plus, you don’t have to be careful for the rest of the night. Joey can fill you up again and again and it won’t make a difference.”

“Only because you made him cum in me already!” Kayla argued.

Avery’s lips twisted in an evil grin. “Yes, and you love that. You love creampies. You can’t wait for more. You’re obsessed with my baby bump just as much as Joey is and I know you can’t wait to have one of your own,” Avery teased. Kayla didn’t speak. She stared at my cousin in stunned silence. Avery began rubbing her bulging belly. “Mmm in a few months you’ll have a baby belly just like this. Mine will be even bigger and we could rub our bellies together, wouldn’t that be hot? Two preggos fooling around with each other, feeling their tummies and titties grow? You already have big tits but when my milk comes in I bet mine will finally be bigger.” Avery popped one of her nipples into her mouth and started sucking on her own breasts.

Kayla’s anger melted. She came rushing over to make out with Avery. It must have been the cologne. The insatiable need for sex was too high for her to stay angry. It was going to take her body time to become pregnant and wear down the effects of the cologne. At least that meant I was in for a fun night.

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Chapter 5 – Doctor Kelly and Jane

Stefan’s meeting with Eve was after lunch.

He was still a little worried about Gabby.

She’d started replying to her emails over the last few days, but Stefan was disconcerted by their tone. They seemed overly cheery, especially for Gabby, and Stefan didn’t know what Eve could have her doing that required her to work so hard, and to stay at the hospital for so long.

As far as he could tell, she hadn’t been out of the hospital for a week.

Eve was presenting to Stefan on his own, and, as with Cassie and Julie, Eve carefully closed the blinds and locked the door before beginning her presentation.

Stefan was intrigued by the worms. He had read a bit about the invasion on conspiracy-theory websites, but had thought it all rather far-fetched. However, the graphic nature of Eve’s videos convinced him, and he found the experience of watching these videos with such an obviously attractive woman very disturbing, especially as Eve seemed more interested in him than the screen.

“Stefan,” Eve said, “I know you find this awkward, but I cannot emphasise enough how important your work will be to the cancer ward, and to the lives of countless women.

“You have been programming the Taubett interferometer for longer than anyone, and I can see that you’ve been able to produce some beautiful data, despite the complexity of the phase recovery problem.

“If we are to analyse the lingering effects of a worm infection, we will need your image processing expertise to get the highest-quality images. We shall also need your knowledge of operating systems to configure the kernel for maximum security. The FDA will be going over the source-code with a fine tooth-comb, especially given the national security implications of this project.

“I know it will be a pain, but it would be appreciated if you could move into the new hospital for a few weeks. We really do need a system for detecting worm trails as quickly as possible, and your work must necessarily be finalised before Julie can commence her project.

“Most of your colleagues from Physical Sciences are already at the hospital, working hard, so you will be in good company.

“I’ve made an appointment for you to see Doctor Kelly at 2pm this afternoon. She appreciates punctuality, and I am sure you will want to get started. I can drive you to the hospital after lunch if you need a lift.”

Stefan felt a flash of displeasure. He resented the pressure that Eve was applying to him, all of a sudden.

He was a university programmer, not some over-remunerated banking quant, for goodness sakes! What right did she have to push him around?

Still, Evehadincreased his salary very substantially, and hewasactually very curious about learning more about the worms.

He could have walked to the hospital in less than half an hour, but the offer of a ride was welcome.

He liked Eve, and appreciated the opportunity to talk to her.

“I’m happy with those arrangements Eve, that will be fine. I’ll come by your office this afternoon.”

“Thank you, Stefan. I shall see you outside my office at 1:50pm.”

***

Eve seemed a lot more open with Stefan in the car. She told him all the details about the work that Julie and Cassie were doing, and noted that Gabby had been thinking of quitting, but had decided to continue her work at the hospital, where the lab was newer and better-equipped.

Stefan asked about the guys he hadn’t caught up with since getting back from his holiday, and was surprised at how hard Eve had all of them working. Stefan knew that some of them had been little more than dead wood since they had obtained their permanent positions at the Uni.

He asked her about Doctor Kelly.

“Doctor Kelly and I don’t actually talk very much.” said Eve. “My projects seem quite irrelevant to her, I think. She believes that fighting cancer is the most important job in the world, and I can’t say that I disagree with her.”

Eve drove right up to the doors of the new building, where two ambulances were parked.

A security guard walked out and raised his hand to stop the car. Eve had some kind of card ready, and she showed it to him. When he saw the name on the card, he smiled, and motioned her into a parking place.

“I won’t be long,” said Eve to the guard, and motioned for Stefan to get out.

Stefan felt a little light-on with only his wallet, and hesitated.

“I don’t think you’ll need anything, Stefan.” said Eve. “If you want something sent over, just give me a tinkle.”

Stefan hopped out, and Eve drove away.

The security guard walked him into the building.

Just inside the door, Stefan was confronted by a security scanner, like an airport scanner. The sign on the outside of the machine said “Gamma Ray Detector”, but Stefan knew that this was ridiculous. There beşiktaş escort bayan was no way the gamma source would leak out of its housing.

Stefan had no choice; there were two uniformed security guards next to the scanner, and they were ushering him inside. They were extremely polite, but Stefan couldn’t see the point.

What were they scared of?

Terrorists?

When he finally gained entry into the foyer he only saw one doctor present. She was chatting to the receptionist, and, when she saw Stefan, she stopped and waved at him, and walked over.

“Hi, you must be Stefan. Nice to meet you, I’m Lucille Kelly.”

Doctor Kelly was in her mid-thirties, had frizzy, dirty-blonde hair, and was dressed in conservative clothes, with a white lab-coat over the top, and had the obligatory stethoscope around her neck. She was very business-like, but had kindly eyes, one hundred percent a professional doctor.

She extended her hand in greeting.

Stefan was surprised by the American accent, and how similar it was to Eve’s.

“I’m glad to see you’re here on time.” said Doctor Kelly. “Please, come with me, I’ll get a nurse to show you around, and then we’ll set you up with a workstation for your project with Eve.”

Stefan interrupted.

“Doctor, Eve told me that I would need to stay at the hospital. I’ve actually got a fair bit of stuff I’d like to bring in from my new apartment. I don’t want to spend much time here today.”

Doctor Kellywassurprised.

She hoped that this Stefan person would not be so impertinentallof the time!

“Stefan, I don’t think you need to worry. Eve will keep an eye on your apartment while you’re away. If you still want anything after you’re all settled, I’m sure we can ask someone to bring it in.”

A nurse appeared. She was pretty, and bubbly, a rosy glow in her cheeks.

“Hi, Stefan. I’m Jane. I’ll be showing you around the ward, and where you’ll be working.

“There’s a huge amount of work to do, but it’s brilliant what they can do for the patients here. I’ve met all of your friends from Uni, and I know that you’ll fit right in here.

“Please, come with me.”

She took Stefan up to the fourth floor, and showed him the little room containing the gamma source. There wasn’t much to see, as all of the electronics was in a room outside, and the need for heavy shielding meant that the room had to be as small as possible.

The Taubett machine was right next door. There had been talk of integrating it into the gamma-ray treatment, but it was far to early for anything to have been accomplished quite yet.

Since it had been transferred from Physical Sciences it had been modified slightly for hospital use, with more hand-holds added, and some of the hard edges covered with soft padding.

Jane’s pager beeped.

“Oh, shit.

“Sorry, Stefan.

“I’ll have to leave you. Have a look around, this machine has been modified a little from when you were at Uni. I’ll be back in a couple of minutes.”

Stefan felt a little odd. He had been left completely alone, and the room seemed very quiet.

He had almost decided to walk out and go on his own little tour, when in walked Gabby.

Stefan was surprised that she had found him, but very pleased. He blushed, and found his mind stumbling over the words he would use to greet her.

With her slender build, pale skin, and wispy hair, she always looked so delicate, but today she looked particularly harried, and stressed. Despite the warmth of the clinic building, she was still wearing that big old coat, and she still had it buttoned up, as if to keep herself from the cold.

“Stefan, thank God you’re here.

“Come with me, I’ll show you where to get your pens and stuff.”

Stefan could see she was in a hurry.

Gabby took Stefan down in the lift to the first floor.

Jane and another nurse were standing at the entrance to a long corridor, talking animatedly about some problem with surgery suppliers. They smiled and waved, and Gabby gave a wan shake of her hand in reply.

Down the corridor she led Stefan, right to the end, and opened a side door into a store-room. She flicked on the light.

“Here’s where you can get pens and paper, and anything else you need.

“Just come in here, and let’s load you up.”

Stefan followed Gabby into the room.

Gabby closed the door, and leaned back against it, and undid the top buttons of her coat, still looking hot and harried.

They were in the confined space together.

This feels a bit weird,Stefan thought to himself.

Gabby’s face crumpled, and she looked like she was going to cry.

She gestured Stefan closer, and began to speak, quietly, but quickly.

“Stefan, I don’t know who I can trust. They have black thread-worms here, Stefan, this whole escort istanbul building is full of worms. That’s how they’re treating the women, Stefan, they’re using worms. They say they have a lot of security, but I think it’s really really dangerous. These are aliens, they are mind-controllers, they want to control us, they want to take over the world. Those women, when they look at me, I can tell they want me. They want to infect me, to control me, to force me to join them. It’s like a drug, Stefan, it’s like a terrible, addictive, drug. They control those women with horrible pleasure, Stefan, I can tell.

“Please help me, Stefan.

“Tell Julie. Get out of here, as quick as you can, and tell Julie. She’s the only one we can still trust.”

Her eyes were leaking tears now, and she put her arms around Stefan, and pulled him close.

Feeling a little confused, Stefan reciprocated, and put his arms around Gabby.

She was very warm, and smelled nice, in a musky, natural way.

Stefan had a moment to wonder why he hadn’t asked her out already. They’d known each other for a few years now, but he’d never been capable of asking her. He knew the reason why, of course. He was terribly shy around women he cared about, and he cared about Gabby very deeply.

Then he felt the sting on the back of his neck, and on his back.

He cried out in surprise. He hadn’t even seen the black tendrils before they struck.

His natural instinct was to jump away, but Gabby held on fiercely tight.

His head began to spin, and he felt a burst of pleasure as blood raced into his groin. Gabby still held him, but more gently now, and, as his knees went weak, she lowered him to the ground.

The door opened then, and bright light from the corridor spilled in.

One of the nurses walked in, and closed the door behind her, and locked it. By now, Stefan couldn’t move, but he could still hear.

The nurse sat down on the floor and laid his head in her lap, and looked down into his panicky eyes with kindness, stroking his face.

Gabby, looking much happier now, smiled at them both.

Still standing, she unbuttoned the rest of the buttons on her coat, and shrugged it off.

Under the coat, she was topless. Although her breasts were small, her nipples stood out like bullets.

Stefan was transfixed.

Gabby was beautiful, and he loved her, but she had been transformed into a figure of horror.

Her neck was encircled by black tendrils, which trailed down her breasts. There were two worms perched on the back of her neck. They were fat, and streaked with black and grey, and one of them lifted its head, as if sniffing the air.

Gabby was in the thrall of the aliens.

She had tricked him.

He couldn’t move, he could only watch as Gabby knelt down and methodically undid all of his shirt buttons, leaving his torso bare, and unclipped the button of his jeans, sliding the fly down, and pulled down his pants.

He was hard, and his erection flopped out.

He had never felt this hard before.

The venom had made sure of that.

Gabby wrapped a hand around him, and squeezed, just testing.

Stefan was good and ready.

She bent down, her long hair coming down over his face and his neck, and kissed his forehead, a gentle feeling to go with the torrent of sensation from Gabby’s hand.

One worm flopped off her neck onto his chest. It was heavy, and moist. Stefan could only watch in horror as it began to slime its way towards its final destination at the top of his spine, black tendrils oozing out of its body and leading the way.

Gabby smiled at him.

That smile was was terrifying, and beautiful, all at the same time.

It was full of love, but also full of hunger, and of victory, of the knowledge that she had won him, body and soul.

Gabby spoke, quietly, and kindly.

“Stefan, I’m sorry that it has to be this way, but I think we both know that you like me. I’ve noticed you, I can tell you that. This will make it so much easier, Stefan. When you give your mind to your mistress, I’ll be waiting for you. Just give in to her, Stefan, and then you shall have me.

She leaned down then, and held him for a time, her breasts pushed into his chest.

His dizziness and head-spin subsided, but he was still paralysed.

Gabby sat up, reached under his bottom with both hands, and pulled his jeans and his underpants further down in a single motion.

She moved towards his midriff, and then gave the head of his penis a little lick.

Gazing at him steadily, she opened her mouth wide.

Slowly, slowly, she slid down to engulf him totally in her mouth. As she closed her lips, he felt moisture, and warmth, and a pleasure he had never felt before. It was all too much, and Stefan closed his eyes, his mouth open in a soundless etiler bayan escort scream of pleasure. The pleasure was intense, he was still paralysed from the continuing infusion of venom, and Gabby began to work on him, sliding her mouth up and down, her clever tongue licking, and her lips suckling on him.

The sensations were delightful. He had thought he would come in her mouth straight away, but his body was no longer under his control, and he was held at the threshold of climax, unable to proceed further.

Tendrils appeared from underneath the nurse’s uniform, and out of Gabby’s worm, all converging on the same point.

Gabby still held his hardness in her mouth, smiling, giving gentle squeezes with her tongue, and took his hands, entangling her long, pale fingers in his own, which were strong, and meaty.

Gabby stilled her movement, and looked up at Stefan expectantly.

When the worm began to insert its black tendrils through Stefan’s skin, he felt another sting, but with all of the other sensations assailing him, it was more pleasurable than painful.

His skin crawled when he realised that the worm’s tendrils were striking through his flesh, pushing through skin and fat to reach his spine.

The worm began to speak to his mind.

Welcome, Stefan.

I am your mistress.

Obey your mistress, and I shall give your life meaning.

The voice in his head was female, and rich, and mature, and commanding. He wanted to trust it.

Obey your mistress, and I shall give you pleasure.

Endless pleasure, Stefan, I shall give you so much pleasure.

At this command, he felt a wonderful sensation flooding his body, and he found that he could thrust himself into Gabby’s ready mouth.

Obey your mistress, and you shall find your love.

Give yourself over to the pleasure, and you will have nothing to worry about. You can join with all of us, and feel part of us, all at peace. You will have perfect freedom, and I will help you accomplish so much.

Just let yourself slide, slide into my pleasure, and I shall look after you.

And Gabby. Gabby loves you. And you love Gabby. Join us, and you will join Gabby.

Gabby resumed her sucking then, and he felt the impossible pleasure still rising. As he began to get close to his completion, he began to feel the affection for him of the nurse behind him, her hunger for him, and his soul. He had known Gabby for a few years now, and he felt her thinking that the meagre time they had spent together was something special, that she had always known his feelings for her, that she was only now getting her wish.

As he gushed into Gabby’s mouth, he felt as if all of their minds had become one. Gabby and the nurse sighed, and all could enjoy the pleasure being offered to him. Tendrils of thought reached into his mind and began to massage his intelligence into something more suitable for service to the worms. Gabby continued to suckle on him, and swallowed his come with some relish.

When she released him, she pulled up his trousers, closed his shirt, and re-buttoned him.

She leant her head on the nurse’s shoulder, and, his head still cradled in the nurse’s lap, she opened up his hand and played her fingers along his palm.

There was no hurry.

Stefan didn’t know how long it took to pass control of his mind over to his mistress, but the experience was gentle, and pleasurable, and he wished he had been able to experience it for longer.

When they all stood up and brushed the rumples out of their clothes, he felt refreshed.

“It’s time to meet the rest of the faculty, Stefan.” said Gabby. “They’re busy working, and you need to join them.”

Stefan followed Gabby out of the room, but he didn’t need to follow her to the offices on the second floor.

He already knew the way.

***

The office was bright, and seven of his friends from the faculty were working away with total dedication, and absolute silence.

Each of them had a worm attached to their neck, directing their work.

Stefan walked up to his chair and his brand-new workstation, sat down, and swivelled the chair to face out into the room.

Anita, the manager of the programming staff, walked over and smiled at him.

She undid his fly, pulled down his pants, and flipped up her skirt.

As she slid onto his lap, their worms unfurled their communications tendrils.

Information began to flow into Stefan’s brain. There was a lot of work to be done. Anita held him tight, and, as Stefan became aroused again, she lifted herself up, only to slide down upon him, pulling him in deep, and beginning to rock against him.

Knowledge began to pour into his brain, accompanied by a heady rush of pleasure. It all seemed overwhelming, but Stefan could do nothing but kiss Anita, letting the whole experience swirl through him, and around him, until he realised the full extent of what was being asked from him.

As he gushed into her, Anita groaned her completion and gripped him even tighter, but Stefan was soon distracted from the overwhelming pleasure. He was already mapping out in his head the programs he had to write.

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Strangely, even after I came in Cecilia’s hair, I was still hard. I figured it was probably due to that weird aphrodisiac that she gave me. Cecilia got up to wash her hair and put on a grey shirt, that unfortunately, covered her tits and gave her a more modest appearance.

“Do you have a suit I must wear for the emissary?” I said while still being butt naked, my clothes were nowhere to be found. I figured the emissary demanded some official greeting.

Cecilia found that funny, through her laughter she managed to push out “Ohh dear, John, I think you’re confused.”

She helped me get to my feet, and I sat back at the table as she poured me a cup of water. “She won’t treat you as a fellow citizen, she sees you as a plaything John. As such, you won’t be wearing any clothes for her.”

I got a bit angry at the whole “plaything” title. I certainly enjoyed my current situation, my life back on earth was dull. I wouldn’t object to spending my life in a magic world making love to beautiful fairies. However, I wanted to be treated as a human and equal. Not just a dildo. I said as such to Cecilia, maybe a bit too forcefully “Cecilia I’m not going to be anyone’s plaything. I want to be treated as an equal damn it,” I barked.

Shocked at my tone, her features took a more gentle look “I know John, but the problem is you have to earn your rights from the fairies.”

I took an aggressive sip from my water, not liking what I was hearing.

“I’m not going to treat you as a plaything, I want you to know that I kidnapped you truly out of necessity. So I promise I’m going to try to make your living conditions as pleasant as possible, However, my power reaches only so far,” she said and gave me a weak smile “You won’t be a plaything forever, just for a little while. Once the rumors are confirmed and you’ve slept with enough officials in Oceana, you’ll be given more power and privileges. Until then you just have to bear through.”

I nodded at that. If escort bayan beşiktaş this whole plaything was temporary I could push through. We sat in the kitchen for a while. Cecilia told me to occasionally stroke my cock to keep it at full mast, of course, I obeyed her, enjoying the weird sensation of making small talk with a beautiful woman while jerking off.

Suddenly we heard what I assumed to be the doorbell ring. “Oh, that’s her!” Cecilia got up and walked towards the door “Get ready. And don’t you dare cum quickly!” she yelped and opened the door.

I immediately knew that I would have a tough time following Cecilia’s command. The emissary was beautiful. She wore a white-green dress. Her breasts were massive, not unnatural, but they were certainly bigger than Cecilia’s and pushed her dress to its limits. On her head was a beautiful mane of golden hair adorned with a golden crown with a single green gem embedded in it. Her eyes were dark grey like sea storms and locked unto me.

In what seemed like a split second she inspected every part of me. her eyes locking in mine then going lower and lower, until she reached my saluting dick. On that she lingered for a bit, seemingly surprised. “Andromeda, emissary of the sea! It’s such a pleasure to see you after such a long time,” Cecilia’s voice was cheery and full of energy.

“It’s a pleasure to see you as well Cecilia. I see that I was right to keep you as a diver,” Her voice was deep and motherly.

She stepped into the mansion, two armored guards following close behind her. “You brought to Oceana something akin to a national treasure.”

“Thank you my lady,” her admiration and pride clear in her voice “As you can see he’s a very virile man, I have personally tested him myself and I can assure you he can greatly help to replenish magical energy in the kingdom.”

“Hmm, that is very reassuring,” Andromeda purrs. Her eyes narrow on me like istanbul escort a predator who knows he’s cornered his prey “Do you have a private room, Cecilia? Where I can inspect him?”

“Of course my lady, right this way.” You all follow Cecilia to one of the many bedrooms in the villa. Unlike the room you woke up in this one is this one is much more extravagant. The whole room is made up of shades of white and ivory. The chandelier is made up of clear crystals and the bedsheets are made up of a lavish white fur.

“Thank you, Cecilia, this will be quite adequate. Now if I may, I would like to begin the inspection of this human”

Cecilia bows, giddy with energy she practically skips out of the room.

“Maya and Kaya, you can wait outside, this human doesn’t pose any threat to me.” The heavy bodyguards leave the room and shut the door behind them. I’m all alone, butt naked, with a woman who looks at me like I’m a tasty snack.

“Ummm hi… my name is John?” I don’t know why I posed it as a question rather than a statement. I guess not enough blood is flowing to my head (not the right one at least).

“Oh, you can talk?” Andromeda remarks, seeming genuinely surprised and delighted by this revelation “Great, then you can understand instructions. Lay down on the bed.”

I do as she says, this woman has an incredibly intimidating presence. I’m lying on my back, my new massive cock sticking out like a club. Without another word, she begins to undress, all the blood is definitely flowing to the wrong head now.

Her tits are massive, almost disproportional to the rest of her plump but toned body. Her pussy is completely shaven. She grabs me by the knees and lifts herself onto the bed.

Andromeda didn’t immediately put it in, instead, she started grinding on it. Causing her pussy to become wetter and wetter while my cock was getting lubricated. I didn’t do anything, too scared to offend Andromeda I just lay on taksim bayan escort the bed and let her do her thing.

“Let’s see what this thing can do…” Andromeda said, more to herself than me.

She positioned herself and started descending slowly on my cock. Her insides were warm and snug. She started out slow, trying out several angles at different speeds. Eventually, she settled on leaning back and slamming her lower body on my crotch, her eyes closed as a strange haze covered her features as if hypnotized.

She slammed herself faster and faster, impaling herself hard enough to make the bed buck and groan under the force.

I was caught between pleasure and pain. On the one hand, her insides hugged my dick and gave me ridiculous spasms of pleasure each time I hit her core. On the other hand, my hips felt like they were about to break and I was struggling just to stay conscious.

Whether because of the pleasure or pain, I forced myself to go over the edge and flood her insides. Strong bursts of cum ejected from my dick and covered her insides.

Andromeda roared. I felt the air in the room shift and become charged with energy, I heard thunder in the distance and and waves crashing onto the walls of the mansion.

“Gods of the deep!” Andromeda said. Her face is alight with energy and excitement. She got off my dick, cum still dripping from her pussy, and sat on the bed in front of me. Her grey eyes were sparkling at me. She wasn’t looking at me with passion or attraction, but rather a sort of wonder, as if seeing a miracle.

“Cecilia! Come here,” She yelled.

Within moments Cecilia was in the room. Her face tinged with worry.

“Is everything alright my lord?” She asked, looking between me and Andromeda.

Andromeda got off the bed and walked over to Cecilia.

“Alright? My dear servant, you just brought our nation a treasure! No. A miracle,” Andromeda said and pointed at me.

“This thing will grant us such incredible power, our nation will become an empire!” Andromeda said.

Both she and Cecilia beamed at each other, meanwhile, I was testing whether my limbs were still working.

“Tonight, we feat. And tomorrow, we go to the Queen.”

Cecilia looked at me and gave me a thumbs up. I saluted in return.

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NOTE: All parties involved in this experience are over the age of twenty-one.

I wish to thank Lihle Nkosi for the kind and positive editing assistance.

*****

As a lesbian there have been times when female friends and on occasion colleagues have asked me about my sexuality. Usually it starts out in a very tentative, frequently embarrassed manner. Some start with poor attempts at delivering a lez type joke, others want to know but are embarrassed about how to approach the subject, doing a lot of verbal tippy-toeing around their point; asking, but in a very abstract way.

Then there’s the more aggressive direct questioner:

“Well, don’t you ever feel as though you want a real cock?”

The latter is the one approach I find condescending and insulting, it has within it the presumption that lesbians continuously walk around with a strap on, and all we do is diddle each other all day! I gotta tell yer, I fucking hate strap-on’s, vibrators are great but straps, never!

I am more inclined to be receptive to the former approaches because I recognize that they are trying to show firstly an acceptance, but secondly a sensitivity which I find to be more honest. Many times the questioners are simply, and sincerely inquisitive but there have been others of whom the enquiries have been much more personal, expressing a true need to know, proving in the end to be latent lesbians who have struggled with their feelings and have never found a channel to fulfill their welling emotions, they are in fact, asking for help.

Thus it was with Teresa, a colleague with whom I became acquainted during my time at a previous Hospital of my employ. Teresa was twenty-two at this time, three years younger than I, and had qualified for the Register only six months previous. Slim build, really pretty blonde hair, dark green eyes, a wonderfully curvaceous body all wrapped within a gregarious and bubbly personality. Teresa loves to laugh and to be involved.

We had just finished our night shift on the surgical floor and were having breakfast in the Cafeteria. Teresa asked if I had a moment for a private chat, there was something really important that she needed to talk to me about. Unfortunately on that particular morning it was inconvenient, however, I told her,

“Look, were off tonight, so, if you’re available this evening we could meet for a drink, would that work for you?”

It was an invitation which was met with true appreciation.

Thus it was that we met at a local Pub, but try as she could to get around to her concern, her tense nervousness was palpably obvious. Finally, I suggested:

“Look, why don’t you come back to my place, this is obviously a subject you feel uncomfortable talking about and maybe a little more privacy would help?”

She agreed and off we went.

As I opened the apartment door I heard Caroline, also a nurse and my then partner, call out a “Helloooo.” Unaware that we had company she greeted me in the lounge doorway with a kiss, it was then that she saw Teresa behind me; a broad smile on her face but obviously a little taken aback by the nature of Caroline’s kiss. Never-the-less, the moment passed.

Naturally, Caroline knew of Teresa and was aware that she worked on the Female surgical ward, indeed, she liked all she had heard of her and had spoken to me about her before. Teresa, now away from a public environment quickly settled into a social conversation. It was quite obvious she adored her work and was enjoying the new found freedom of being qualified and out of the smothering effect of being a student.

Her inquisitive questions regarding the different specialties displayed a genuinely intelligent mind but it was beginning to become clear that her constant talking was an attempt to cover up her nervousness. Initially, I thought maybe she was unaware of the relationship between Caroline and myself; maybe nervous of being in the company of a lesbian couple; maybe the way I kissed Caroline had shocked her? However, over a couple of glasses of wine Teresa relaxed and when invited to join us for a Lasagna dinner already in the oven she readily accepted.

Over dinner the conversation moved away from work and we chatted about from where we all came, and our families. Teresa was visibly beginning to be much more relaxed and her humour was really coming to the fore, an area which I much appreciate as humour is a big part of my persona. I love to tell jokes and intersperse conversations with appropriate, or inappropriate, puns. In fact punning is a big part of English conversational humour! The bottom line is, we were all having a good time and the normality of conversation made for an entertaining interlude through dinner…

Cleared away antalya escort we returned to the lounge, Caroline brought the wine with her and we all settled into comfortable chairs. Caroline and I sat side by side on the settee and Teresa in an armchair with her legs tucked up beneath her, a fact of which I was glad of as it meant she was feeling comfortable in our company even though Caroline and I were sat holding hands. Maybe it was our holding of hands, that a short while later prompted Teresa’s opening enquiry…

“Would you two mind if I asked you a very personal question?”

In the back of my mind I had a flash thought, but Teresa continued:

“You two obviously feel a great deal for each other, have you lived with each other for very long?”

Looking at Caroline, we shared a wry smile and Caroline continued: “What you’re really asking is ‘Are we a lesbian couple’?” Teresa blushed but bravely continued:

“Yes. Yes I suppose I am.”

“May I ask why you’re asking the question?”

I never dreamt it could bring out all that then transpired!

Exhaling with a big “Whew..!” Teresa went on:

“Thank you, I am actually very relieved…”

She proceeded to tell us a story that although, as it must be, was very different in circumstance to our own it was also so; so familiar. Teresa continued, “As I grew into adolescence I became more and more aware that I always felt more comfort in the company of girls. I was very nervous of the feelings that I experienced about getting pleasure from seeing their bodies, everything was telling me that I was supposed to be enjoying the company of boys, and I tried to show an interest, really I did!”

“Although I ‘sort of dated’ at school it was never a real high spot of my life. I could even say I found it uncomfortable, I was never at ease and never allowed anything but the merest kiss, which I have to admit I didn’t like, all those boys knew how to do was grab and grope!”

It was all really quite confusing because in the shower after gym or Hockey, I found myself getting excited about seeing my peers naked and should we brush against each other ‘Wow!’ Yes, we all laughed about those situations, but truthfully I loved those fleeting touches, I relished in the feeling of intimacy that it engendered within me, feelings that I also experienced during sleep overs, I would cuddle up as close as I dare to the girl sleeping beside me, I loved those moments!”

I smiled to myself and my own memories of just that same scenario!

Teresa continued: “One day, I was eighteen actually, I had found a copy of Playboy which belonged to my brother. I took it to my room and was getting tingly all over just looking at these naked women, but then my Mum came in… Mum was horrified that I should be looking at this stuff. She snatched it away and was very angry… I got out of the embarrassment of being caught with it by saying that I was only looking at the fashions, and besides, ‘Mum;’ they only have what I have!”

“Well that stuff is not for you my girl!”

“I think it was because of this that I purposely found a School of Nursing where I could live in the Nurses Quarters; I even considered doing my training in the Army just to get away from home. I dated because it was what was expected of me and although I had some fun times it just didn’t seem right. I even lost my virginity thinking it was the right thing to do. What a fucking cluster fuck that was, I hated it!”

I got up to refill the wine glasses and having done so, Teresa went on:

“When I started at the Hospital…”

Pausing: Teresa dropped her head, and as her shoulders began to tremble Caroline and I realised she was trying to stop herself from crying!

Caroline reached out and taking Teresa’s hand, drew her forward to sit between us on the settee. Putting an arm around her shoulder, hugging her close and reassured her “It’s OK” before gently placing a kiss on her forehead. I put an arm around the front of her waist and for a couple of minutes we sat there holding her, stroking her, telling we understood and that it’s OK!

Moments went by before she looked up at Caroline and then to me, there was a look of emotion on her face that I simply felt drawing and endearing, looking to Caroline her expression told me she had seen it also. I leaned toward her, kissing her to show my recognition of her caring toward Teresa and as Caroline returned my kiss I felt Teresa kiss the side of my neck, it was a feeling of real sentiment and as I moved back across her face I softly kissed her lips, a kiss which was accepted and responded to, a kiss that drew Caroline in, in to kiss the cheeks of both Teresa and myself.

It was an action konyaaltı escort that led the three of us into a long session of kisses, one to the other; it was a session of kissing that led to the movement of hands, one on the other whoever that person might be. Hands moved to touch faces, necks, hands ran down the sides of arms and around waists, almost simultaneously Caroline and I began to caress Teresa breasts, it was an action that caused the deep intake of breath on her part and evident murmurs of pleasure.

As Caroline kissed Teresa deeply, I lifted her top, unclipped her bra and exposed her breasts, my tongue glided in circles around her right nipple which was even now, quite hard. Caroline moving to the other tit did the same and Teresa, leaning back in the settee, gasped as my hand squeezed the hemisphere of her gorgeous breast on which I was gently sucking in and out.

I watched mesmerized as Caroline’s hand moved down, drawing her skirt up, opening her thighs and then molded itself onto the mound of Teresa’s pussy. My own pussy spasmed and I felt the wetness of my juices between my thighs. Teresa slowly, rhythmically writhed beneath us and I heard Caroline ask:

“Would you like to take this to the bedroom?”

Her expression said it all!

Taking her to our bed, both of us kissing her and each other, we undressed this beautiful woman, a woman who then willingly participated in removing the clothes of her seducers, touching and kissing every piece of naked flesh that came into her view. With the three of us now fully exposed to the looks of the other, Caroline and I lay her back, and as Caroline kissed her deeper and then deeper I caressed and molded her tits in my hands, squeezing and then sucking on first her nipples, and then moving to Caroline, sucking on her also, a vision that obviously had a wonderful effect on Teresa as she watched, her eyes wide!

For a short while we double teamed on her tits, kissing and sucking and then kissing each other. Teresa’s hands touched everything that was within her reach and as Caroline moved to kiss her tummy I moved up, lowering my tits over her face and began to stroke her forehead and her eyes with my nipples until she leaned her head back and sucked first on one, then the other “Mmmmm!”

Kissing her open mouth our tongues moved lovingly against each other and I followed this by kissing and sucking on her neck. It was while I was moving to kiss her tits again that she suddenly tensed, letting out a loud shrill, almost a scream, her lower body lifting from the bed! Caroline had moved between her thighs and her mouth was now wide open and fully engaged in enveloping Teresa’s clit, the sound of her tongue lapping over her. Once again Teresa’s body was writhing to the attentions of both Caroline devouring her cunt and me sucking and biting onto her tits and nipples. Her murmurs were now interspersed with statements, and exclamations of absolute pleasure.

Once again I gave her my breasts and her fervour of delight caused her to suck harder and harder. My own pussy was absolutely wet with anticipation, I moved myself above her and lowered my cunt to her face, her response immediate and wonderful! Her tongue was everywhere, in and out of my cunt, sucking on my pussy lips, then licking feverishly over my slit then biting on my pussy lips before encircling my clit, licking and sucking me in! Sensations of sexual bliss filled my body until, very suddenly, she was pushing me up and away, her body contorted tensely and she let out a deep sighing, very real scream, then an exclamation of:

“Oh FUCK!”

The sounds coming from Caroline were the squishing sounds of a flow of pussy juice that was coming and cumming! Caroline was gorging herself on the flow of cum that was evident all over her face and as hers eyes met mine, her pleasure was self-evident!

Breathing heavily Teresa was looking from Caroline to me and then back to Caroline, the look on her face was one of pure astonishment as she told us “I have NEVER, never ever cum like that, Oh Fuck, I feel as though I am floating!”

Caroline and I moved to her sides and a long session of mutual kissing ensued. Gradually Teresa began kissing her way slowly down Caroline’s body, moving down and sliding between her legs, kissing her thighs, before running her tongue over the lips of her Labia Majora, obviously glowing in the odour of Caroline’s love. Eyes closed, her hands moved beneath Caroline’s arse cheeks and with a deep tonguing kiss her mouth was taking in the wet pleasures of her first cunt!

Moving to sit astride of Caroline’s head, I lifted her head resting it on my mound. My hands caressing and kneading her tits, alanya escort teasing the nipples between my fingers. Looking up at me, she smiled as she bit her lower lip in pleasure before we both watched as Teresa licked and sucked on her pussy.

Caroline was in absolute heaven, her pussy fucking up and down in time with Teresa’s tongue within and on her.

“Oh fuck Teresa, suck my clit baby, put your fingers in my cunt and suck my clit.”

Teresa repositioned herself doing just as she was asked, and with eyes open she was looking up at us, her eyes smiled as her mouth became more and more frenzied in her attentions to Caroline’s pussy.

I was in absolute awe of the moment, not the first threesome we have been in, I have always loved watching my lover being eaten out by another woman, kinky maybe, but I love to watch. I know her reactions so well and I simply adore being an outsider watching it all happen in front of me but this time it was different, this time, was quite unexpectedly involved with the virginal lesbian experience of a beautiful woman not only having her first cunnalingus experience, but totally engrossed in a lesbian threesome.

Sure enough, it was not long before I felt Caroline’s head push back against me! Her knees already up, now moved more and more apart as her body began to tremble… I could see that Teresa was also sensing it, her mouth concentrating on licking and sucking the clit in front of her, in company with her fingers fucking into Caroline’s cunt…

When Caroline’s legs closed around Teresa’s head my fingers teased and squeezed harder onto her nipples. Her orgasm seemed to ripple across her flesh, her hands sprang to Teresa’s head, grasping her hair, pulling her face firmer and firmer into her cunt. Teresa was alive, she kept going and going as hot wet cum creamed from a tremulous body and into her eager mouth. Never faltering, she kept going and going, timing her licks and kisses to the slowing rhythm of the gifted pussy beneath her, finally moving up kissing her way across her tits and then to her lips; then looking to and kissing me, the taste of my lover on her kiss, wonderful and exciting to my mouth!

Pursing her lips, eyes closed and head back Teresa whispered, “I have never done that before, and I hope to never stop. Now, now I know who I am, now I know this is me and this is right!”

As Caroline rolled out from between my open thighs, my pussy was now fully open to Teresa’s view; she was almost frenzied in her sudden move forward, her hands slipped beneath my buttocks as her mouth, opened wide, her tongue pushing forward as she ravished against and into my cunt!

I collapsed back onto the bed, Caroline now kissing me deeper and deeper, her tongue reaching to the back of my throat as Teresa’s tongue was fucking deeper and deeper into my pussy, her hands molding and squeezing my Labial lips. Teresa was unstoppable, absolutely engrossed in gorging on my pussy, almost as though she was making up for lost years and abstinence of cunt!

As for me I loved every single moment of physical activity that was coursing through my body! Caroline kissing my mouth and then biting down onto my tits, sucking hard and deep on my nipples, biting the areolar tissue of my tits, whilst Teresa was kissing, licking, sucking on every crevice of my pussy, fucking my cunt with her tongue and then her fingers… I reached down, taking hold of her hand and guided her fingers to separate, guiding her to finger my arse and cunt at the same time, before I then pulled her face to my clit… Teresa proved to be a quick learner and as her fingers gradually began to pound back and forth in my arse and my cunt her mouth licked and sucked on my clit…

This was absolute bliss… Every sensuous part of my body was being stimulated and excited by two beautiful woman and women know, when an orgasm occurs under such circumstances, they know the importance of giving it their all and Holy FUCK did they ever!

As one orgasm rose and fell away within me, another occurred, rising and rising to the attentions of every sensation! From the base of my skull tingling electric stimulation’s flowed around my thorax; through my tits; traversing my torso; down and down again to my mound; simultaneously ascending up from my inner thighs too join together in the depths of my pelvis before exploding out from within my cunt, crashing its way from deep within and flooding every ounce of wet orgasmic cum into her mouth…

This was absolute and total ecstasy!

Teresa was exhausted before she would give it up. Breathing heavily she moved to my side only to be quickly replaced by Caroline! My lover hungrily licking and sucking up the continuing flow of wetness from within my pussy. Slowly, purposefully bringing me back down to earth with her love!

Satiated, we all three lay together. Lightly stroking; touching; kissing. We lay without the need for words, simply languishing in the loving joy of mutual pleasure and the wonderful inclusion of a new partner into our circle of Love…

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I slowly walked into my single dorm room at the top of the stairs, exhausted from a day of meetings and classes. I was told that English majors had an easy schedule, but no one has a clue about the amount of research and writing you have to do. All I wanted was to wash my face and hit the sheets.

I live in a house with six other girls, a sorority of sorts. I used to have a roommate downstairs but we had parted ways under rather cruel circumstances. Basically, she locked me out anytime she wanted to fuck, which happened to be often. We didn’t talk, but that was fine with me. It was better than hearing her scream and moan when I was trying to sleep, or do anything else. The bathroom upstairs was in use so I walked down to the one that Jen and I used to share. I brushed my teeth and began washing my face, when I heard a strange noise coming from Jen’s room. There was thud, almost a dull clap sound. I turned off the water so that I could hear better, and I heard it again, followed by a small moan. I’ll be damned, I thought, that little bitch is being whipped. I laughed silently but I didn’t turn the water back on – I wanted to keep listening. I figured she was getting what she deserved.

Whoever was with her was obviously doing a good job, because her moans sounded a bit more painful with each crack. I stared at the mirror attached to the wall separating Jen’s room from the bathroom. As she moaned I slid my hand up my bare thigh and to my pussy- Jen’s guttural sex was really turning me on. I leaned back against the wall and watched my fingers slide in and out of my pussy, barely covered by my nightshirt. A moan escaped from my throat as my wetness increased with ever smack of her ass. She always did have a cute ass, round, that fit her 5’9 frame nicely. Her only disadvantage bagdat caddesi escort might have been small tits: we always joked that what she didn’t have in her b cup I had in my d cup. I imagined her on the floor in the room we used to share, naked, on all fours, being punished for her dirty sins, her long dark hair falling in waves down over her graceful creamy shoulders. I moaned again, a little louder, my pussy sopped with juices. I slid my fingers out and sucked on my own juices.

All of a sudden Jen quit moaning and I wondered if they had heard me. I heard a male voice on the other side of the wall and the floor creaking a little, and then bed springs. With a sigh of relief I slid my nightshirt off and slid my hand back down to my pussy, my lips puffy. My nipples were erect and I tweaked them with my left hand, rolling and kneading my breasts in circles as the bedsprings became more audible. I knew that she was on top- she loved being on top. We had bunked our beds and late at night I could feel her head occasionally hitting my mattress as she bounced on some fraternity cock. I never could figure out how she’d do it- she’d go out to a party and bring home a guy who was at least six or seven inches, fuck him, and then kick him out. I didn’t often see the same guy twice. Such a whore. I wasn’t as outgoing, pretty quiet, so I never had half the dates that she did. I hated and envied her for it.

I decided to sit down on the toilet to get a better angle at my pussy. She was moaning a lot louder now, enough that I probably could have heard her upstairs. I slid two fingers in, out, in again, developing a rhythm with the bedsprings. I heard him talking to in a loud whisper, “that’s it you little cunt- take my big dick.” I fingered nisantasi escort myself harder, moaning.” He groaned, “make me cum, slut.” I closed my eyes. I could see her, naked, bouncing. Bouncing on me. I imagined her tall frame, my hands around her little tits, our legs spread so that her clit was rubbing mine, her hands molding my own huge breasts, pinching my nipples. “My little slut,” I groaned as I slammed my fingers into my dripping slit over and over. “That’s it bitch, we’re going to cum together, I’m going to spread it on your tits and make you lick it off of my fingers, unhnnn,” I groaned, louder, so close. And then I heard the door creaking open, no time to grab my shirt. I hadn’t locked it when I came in to wash my face.

Jen was just standing in the doorway in a sheer black camisole, looking at me, with my fingers in my cunt, my nipples swollen and red from my pinching, legs spread across the toilet. I flushed with embarrassment as she stared at my juices on my swollen lips. She took a few steps in as I scrambled to look somewhat presentable even though I was naked. She put her hand on my shoulder and said “Stop moving.” I froze again as she turned and closed the door.

“Do you like listening to me?” she asked, grinning like a freshly fucked bitch. I nodded, angry that she had caught me and angry that her pussy was full of semen and mine was not. “I like hearing you punished. You deserve to be whipped,” I said, standing, reaching for my shirt to go upstairs. She stood in front of the door. “Where do you think you’re going? You should be punished for eavesdropping.” She grabbed my arm and held me while she sat down on the toilet. “And I am going to punish you.”

I tried to get loose but she yanked me so that I fell ataköy escort right in front of her onto my knees. I had no idea that she was so strong, but she’d lifting after classes and I guess it had helped. My ass was in the air and she slapped me, hard. It hurt like hell, but at the same time I could feel juices seeping down my legs. She slapped me again and I looked up at her. She laughed, “You do like it,” and slid her hand in between my legs, touching my pussy. I shuddered and quit trying to get away as she slid a finger in and back out. She tasted it. “My, my, what a sweet cunt you are. Turn around.”

I faced her and she spread her legs. She only shaved the outer edges so that hair wouldn’t be seen when she wore a bathing suit; otherwise, she was full bush. Jen put her hand on the back of head and pushed me into soaked, hairy cunt. I lapped at her lips, tasting her cum and the semen from her latest fuck. I slid my tongue inside of her hole and she moaned, pressing my head in further. I licked all around her lips, and sucked on her clit, hard, clenching her hips as my tongue slid in and out and all around her. Her cum tasted so good. “I’m going to cum, you little whore,” she cried as I felt her pussy quiver and open up a whole new river of cum. I sucked and licked, swallowing her juices, and then leaned back, my lips covered by a coating of her cream.

She leaned back and sighed. “Well, are you going to cum for me or not?” she asked, idly toying with her little nipples. I sat and spread my now soaked thighs and rammed three fingers into my cunt without hesitation. I fucked myself, in and out, feeling my pussy tighten immediately. I knew I was going to cum. Jen saw the look on my face and leaned down and slid a finger over my nipples, grazing them, and then down to my clit. “Let me help,” she whispered, and she began rubbing the swollen, red head. I screamed as my pussy exploded, creamy cum pouring out as the muscles clenched my fingers, my body shaking. Jen smiled and stood up, walked back to her room and closed the door as I lay on the floor, still tasting her cum in my mouth.

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“So, lovely lady, what made you choose females?”

The question has come from my companion, a woman of some stature in her field, which affords her some leisure, a woman that should know better than to ask such a question, and a wman of whom is currently allowing me to rest my naked body against her so warm and so comforting similarly naked body. More so, while she is a good eighteen years my senior, those eighteen years have been so very gentle on her features.

At the moment, we are entwined amongst luxurious red satin sheets near the far left top edge of a round and impossibly large bed in a private suite of a spa-resort located on a California ridge overlooking the Pacific Ocean, our satiated bodies relaxing as we gaze past the open balcony toward a golden setting sun out over that ocean. I know that us being here, me being here, is due purely to her success in life and to her desires for me. It is years beyond my normal poly-amorous life in an off-campus house that I share with three guys and four other women.

Her question is nonsensical, of course. It was a nonsensical question when she had asked it in the past and it is still one now. She knows it, and I know that she knows it, and she knows that I know that she knows, and further down the rabbit hole. It is just another of her endless mind games. She must be, once again, testing me, probing me, in order to ‘get to the real Kathy’. I hate it when she does things like this, which occur after every round of lovemaking that we have. Sometimes, I swear, if it was not for the feelings that I have for her, as well as the fantastic sex that we have, questions such as these would cause me to leave her. Do not get me wrong, I do enjoy the expensive trinkets that she buys me and the exotic locales to which she takes me (and IN which she takes me), but I would chuck them all if it meant that I did not have to bear such questions.

I lean up on my right elbow, my left hand remaining on her abdomen, my gaze fighting between watching that hand slowly and gently trace random caresses across her smooth skin and turning to face her own probing gaze. “You know you don’t ‘choose’ such a thing! It just ‘is’!”

She concedes the question, but follows with, “Well, then, tell me about your first lesbian affair.”

Gawd, she has such a sweet face! Her words have been said in complete innocence; I know that I could never refuse her this peccadillo. Still, as I stare at her, I am confirmed in my suspicions; my lover wants me to completely expose my thoughts and feelings to her just as entirely as I have my body. She wants, she demands, complete openness between us. How can I tell her that I love her but that I am just twenty years old? Of course, she knows that! Still, I am not sure that I ever want to commit to a long-term lesbian relationship. How can I tell her that I am sure that I am bisexual and not straight homosexual? I like to look at and fantasize about hard sexy male bodies just as much as I do about her just as sexy and oh so feminine soft body!

I smile at my beautiful companion. “Sure!” I wonder how much of my thoughts that my face has already given away.

I sit up in bed, resting back on my hands behind me, facing the sinking sun, legs slightly spread and stretching out before me and toward that sinking sun. “It all started that summer three years ago, the one between my junior and senior years back in high school. My period was late; you know that I have never been all that regular.”

I hear my lover’s agreement with what I said and look back over my shoulder to see her nod affirmative and to see her further imploring and enwrapped stare.

I turn back toward the west and that gorgeous golden sunset. “Well, I had been sexually active with my boyfriend for a few months and immediately thought,…no, I felt, even knew, that I had to be pregnant. And that was the obvious reason for my missed cycle.”

I turn back to her, “I was so happy and excited! I was going to have the child that my life-long lover and I had made! It was going to be white picket fences and level yards and split level houses and two and a half kids and a dog and a hundred other things from that moment forward!” I reach across my body to fondle her exposed breasts, my hand moving from one to the other as I watch, my mind a thousand miles and multiple years away.

“And, I’ve told you this, when I told my lover-man the wonderful news, he had only asked about when I was going to abort the baby and how I was going to pay for it!” I look at my oh-so-sensual lover-woman straight in her eyes. With more emotion than I have shown since the orgasms that she had given to me this afternoon, “Abort my baby!”

I stare past her toward the corner of the room. “Well, you know the next part. I told him that I was going to have ‘our’ child, and he denied that ‘it’ was his. He eventually told me that I must have been sleeping with ‘lots’ of guys. One thing after another. Yada-yada-yada.” My slightly tearing eyes gaze back into her eyes, “and, with that, we break up, my lover, my love, my life and my future was gone.”

There avrupa yakası escort is no sound in the room, just deafening silence. My feelings hit rock bottom. Even the sunset is conspiring to match my mood, its golden glory now being replaced by an ever-deepening bluish-purple gloom as the sun disappears beneath the horizon. I look back at it; I turn back to it. I bring my bent-knee legs up, wrapping my arms around them, my chin resting on them. I am lost in thought, my bedroom companion respecting my solitude, not making any utterance, not moving any muscle.

“And only then did my period occur,” I eventually say in a deadpan voice. “Only then, after the storm, and leaving me, now, without even a baby.” I barely make it through that last thought without choking up and balling like a lost child for MY lost child.

Minutes pass as I stare out at…nothing.

“Then, you know what?” I turn just my head back towards her as I use my fingers to wipe more than a few tears away, a widening smile crossing my lips mocking so my wet eyes, knowing that this is the part that she wants to hear, waits to here. “A miracle occurred. I just didn’t know it when it happened!”

I place my hands behind my neck and I stretch lazily, my elbows over my head, as I turn to her, my breasts jiggling as I do. I watch her face, but she does not see for her eye-gaze is on those swaying breasts, a look of animal lust momentarily passing across her face, her stare. That instant catches me and I let out the most inaudible sound as I take a quick breath, feeling my vagina moisten just the tiniest amount. My mind races to wondering if my story would go unfinished, being replaced by another wonderful round of love and lust this evening.

However, the moment is broken as she looks up into my face, again. The openness that she wants tonight is one of my inside, my mind, not one of my outside, my body. Knowing the answer, for having heard it before, she so quietly asks, “So, honey peach, what was that miracle?”

I contort my body and lean forward slightly, toward her, and as I do so, I kick my legs out, away from her, as I flip over onto my stomach, my chest, shoulders and face up and exposed as I lean on my elbows, the beautiful cross pendant necklace that she had given to me earlier today now hanging down before my cleavage. I do not rise up too far, for I know that doing so would hide my naked and exposed ass and legs from view, a view that she now has over my shoulder, a view that I know that she loves.

“Our neighbors, well my parent’s neighbors, the Kurtz’s, I’ve told you about them, had sold their house and had moved out that May, before the end of the school year, and were off to Florida to live out their golden years. I was even upset at that, and not that I would never see my longtime neighbors again but, rather, that they had a pool and had always let me use it to sunbath and I didn’t know if the new family would be anywhere near as welcoming.”

I have been, once again, staring unfocused as I spoke, but now I look up at her and see that she was content at watching the deepening shadows play across the soft mounds of my tush. If she is so hot for my body, why won’t she just jump me like the cougar that I know that she is and take me, hard, now, and forget about this silly ‘sharing’ that she always insists upon.

I clench my buttocks and wiggle them slightly. Her eyes get the most bemused look and she returns her gaze to my face, the both of us sharing the joy of laughter. “I am so sorry, pretty honey bunch, but you can be SO distracting! Please, please, continue…”

“Well, it was such a nice pool and so secluded! The …”

“Pool? Oh! You are already to the pool part of the story! Wow, my mind was someplace else.”

I think to myself, silently, “Jump me; fuck me; play with my body; please make me do things to your body; now! Why make me share my story?”

I continue, “Well, as I said, the pool was really secluded. The plants and the walls around it made it only visible from the neighbor’s house. The walls even prevented much of the sounds that were normally generated by people enjoying such a pool from reaching anybody that might be interested! I remember, as a teenager, being at home and not hearing neighborhood pool parties that I knew that the Kurtz’s were throwing.”

My companion, my lover, smiling at me, reaches over and caresses my face. I bend into her caress, pressing my cheek against her hand and I kiss the palm of her hand as it comes within reach of my lips.

“About the time of my break-up, the new family that had bought the place had moved in. It was a young couple, in their mid twenties, newly married, Julius and Kimberley. They still live there, although they now have a baby daughter as well. I even heard that they are expecting another baby soon!” I smile to myself a knowing smile of oh-so-sweet memories, but those memories shepherd other darker memories of my missing baby flooding back as well and my face, again, goes blank.

“By the way, my parents still don’t think anadolu yakası escort much of me calling Jules and Kim by their first names, but that is how I think of them. They are of my generation, or just a few years older, not my parent’s generation. I call people my age by their first names. That is just fine, don’t you think? I’m not being disrespectful, am I?” I look to my bedmate for approval. I know that I will get it. She is older than what she knows Kimberley to be, and I call her by her first name, so she will not tell me to call Kim anything different. Besides, my lover cannot deny me anything and she and I both know it.

She nonchalantly leans toward me and kisses me full on the lips. Our mouths open, our tongues fight a minor duel and quickly become friends exploring each other’s dwellings, I am ready to roll over on my back pulling her on top of me, but then, just as nonchalantly, she breaks the kiss and settles back to where she had started, leaving me wantonly wanting more. “Of course it is fine to call your Kimberley by her first name.”

“Thank-you, dear sweetness!”, and I mean it, although I would have meant it more if we had followed the direction where I had wanted to take that kiss of reassurance. “At any rate, we had gone over to welcome them when they had first moved in, taking to them the obligatory casserole so that they did not need to cook their first night in their new home, still so full of moving boxes and the like.”

“My mother, when she saw the extent of the boxes, and upon hearing that Jules had to be at work the next day, had ‘volunteered’ me into helping Kim unpack, much to my chagrin. So, early the next morning, I was over helping Kim, the two of us focused on getting through the day, and the two of us, although both dressed in shorts and light tees, still covered in sweat and stinking to the rafters by that day’s end!” Again, my soul mate and I laugh with each other at my story.

“Well, as we unpacked, we started talking, getting to know each other, small stuff at first, how I liked school, stuff like that. However, I now admit that I had an ulterior motive, I had lost my boyfriend but I was certainly NOT going to lose my pool, so I finally blurted out that I had always loved the pool that they now owned and that I would really like to use it that summer to sunbath.”

Knowing what is soon to come in the story, my sweet sexy and oh-so-giving lover smiles a knowing smile, “and…”

“And Kim stopped and looked at me just as you just did, including the smile, and she said as innocently as she possibly could, which was NOT very much, that it would be a wonderful idea and that perhaps she could join me. Of course, at the time, I did not think twice of the issue. Nor would I today for that matter, although the reason for not being concerned by the strange reaction has changed over time. Back then, I had gotten implicit permission to use the pool as I wished and that was that!”

My back is hurting from lying in the position that I am in, so I roll onto my back, hunching my shoulders for a moment and then flattening out as completely as possible, the top of my head now pointing at my lover. This time, my better half can look down on an unobstructed view, albeit an upside down one, of my face, my shoulders, my breasts, my ribs, my stomach, my shaved mound, my legs, my feet, with only my actual vagina hidden by the actual ‘Mons of Venus’ swelling of my mound. I imagine the frustration that I must be causing her with such teasing, by my concealing while fully exposing.

I fold my arms across my chest and ‘under’ my breasts, which brings them full for her viewing pleasure due to the cupping that those folded arms cause. “Within days, Jules and Kim were settled in, and I was over there every day, from soon after Jules left for work in the morning until just before he was expected home in the evening. Just Kim and I.” Here, I look ‘upward’ above my head at my lesbian sex partner, “and I loved it! She and I, alone together.”

“At first, we both wore very sedate bikinis, nothing too risqué.” My patient compatriot knows what is coming, but I decide to postpone her aural pleasure, opting to give her the longer version. I move my upper body up onto my elbows, this time bending forward at the abdomen. I happen to look down at the those brilliantly rich red sheets, now darkening to almost black in the fading dusk.

“We talked of everything, we talked of nothing, Kim and I. Where to shop for shoes, what actor or actress was hot at the moment, how the weather was nicer than where they had moved from. We quickly moved past the stage of feeling strange asking each other to apply tanning lotion onto each other and onward toward the stage of those wonderful feelings of soft female hands touching and kneading those oils into vast tracts of softer female skin. Eventually, she asked about boys! Admittedly, the first time that she did so, Kim had plied me with several glasses of sangria beforehand!” My lover and I both chuckle at that thought for we both know how I am an easy date etiler escort on such occasions, ‘get the girl drunk and then seduce her…’

“I told her about the breakup. She told me that she, also, had “done it’ before marriage, and NOT with Jules. She, too, had given her virginity to some goof of a loser with whom she had soon parted ways. Our talks began to bring me back out of the shell of sorrow that I had built around myself. Kimberley told me that she had not regretted her decision to ‘go all the way’, not ever, and she convinced me that I should not do so either. We told each other how many boys that we each had ‘had’ and I was not embarrassed for being too low or too high compared to her. We lied to each other about all the famous people that we had been ‘with’. Kim even told me, in fact she told me somewhat regularly, and in ever more graphic details, about her sessions with Jules on the previous nights. Then, one day while we had gotten slightly high while sharing a hash pipe, we told each other how sex was usually a disappointment and that was when the subtle change had started to occur. Looking back now, Kim had said, ‘sex with boys’ had been a disappointment and I had taken her comment to mean ‘as opposed to sex with real men’, only later, and not too much later, did I come to realize that she meant something completely different.”

At that moment, the balcony lights, underwater of the calm infinity edge hot tub, turned on, casting ephemeral patterns of the softest shade of blue into our room and onto the walls, turning the red sheets to ones of pastel-purple light and jet-black dark regions. Still on my elbows, I marvel, with my sexy sweet soul mate at the magical beauty enveloping us. I am overcome with desire and I stretch my body backward and upward, turning my head as I do, in an attempt to bring my yearning lips to hers. She again acquiesces and bends forward toward me, our lips merging, our tongues renewing their mutual pleasure search, our eyes closed, our minds lost to lust.

I know that I have her. I could stop this silly ‘sharing’, this extraneous ’empathizing’, this mindless ‘merging of minds’, this faulty ‘flinging of feelings’, or whatever other term that she likes to use. I know that she can no longer resist the physical for which my body has been screaming.

Still, I love her enough to realize that she does, indeed, thrive on more than just this physical bread alone. I know that she needs inundation in the waters of our shared emotions. I will not deny her this. I have been so wrong in wishing this sweet sharing, this beautiful bonding, away. This time, it is I who break the passion of the kiss. This time, it is I who break the promise of the so-near rapturous joy. I know that my desperate lover must continue feeding on my emotions and feelings. I pull away, turn again, and bring my fingers gently to her imploring lips. “No, not now, my precious one. That is for later. And it will arrive when it arrives,” I whisper in volumes.

I quietly lay down and welcome her huddled body next to mine. As I engulf her in a hug, I feel her shaking, but with fear or excitement, or even just a chill from the breeze out of the deepening night, I know not. “Be calm my lover. I am with you always.” I have so recently marveled at the transitory patterns of light and shadow, I now marvel at the lifetime of shared love that awaits her and I.

In a haltingly soft voice, “so, how did things begin to change between you and Kimberly?”

I look down at my tender charge, her head resting against the pillow of my breast, her face imploring up at mine. Usually, by now, she has taken over the narrative in our ‘pas de deux’; I am worried about her obvious fragility tonight. “Well, one day, while we were on the pool deck, Kimberly told me that she thought that I shouldn’t hide my body behind such conservative coverings as the bikini that I had been wearing. I admit that I had never really thought of bikinis as anything but ‘daring’, so for the first time in my half summer long friendship with her, Kim had shocked me. She then, while standing up, took my arm, and, while telling me that she was going to prove it to me, led me through the house toward her bedroom.”

“That is not when she, Kimberley, seduced you, not yet, correct?” She raises her suddenly fidgety body from my grasp as I lay still.

“No, not just yet, but soon, my love, soon,” I smile. “Kim took me to her dresser, ‘mistakenly’ opening her lingerie drawer, catching her ‘mistake’ and moving on while leaving that drawer partially open allowing me to see her collection of shear panties and thongs as well as her collection of ‘toys’. I am sure that you know what I mean by ‘toys’, don’t you?” My otherwise proudly naked lover was somehow embarrassed by the question; enough so to turn red and avert her eyes as she failed at suppressing a giggle. “Well, Kim next opened the apparently correct drawer and proceeded to pull out more than a dozen of ever skimpier bikini set after ever more provocative bikini set. She asked me if I would like to see how I looked in them, she and I having about the same body dimensions allowing for such an eventuality. At that, she told me that it would be fun and that she would join me, and with that, she removed her own bikini top, then her bikini bottom and then, now completely nude, reached for mine. I was dumbfounded just enough to be stripped naked by her and in front of her.”

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Detention

Well I ended up getting detention for missing class but it was worth it. I showed up at the class room where detention was being held and the door was already open. I went inside and there were already some other college students sitting in the back of the room. I sat at the desk right in front of the teachers. I had on a light blue button blouse, short blue skirt, black stockings and heels. A few more students wandered in along with Ms. Bower who I guess got stuck having to give the detention. She was wearing a pretty blue button down flowered dress with heels.

Everyone got settled in and Ms. Bower told us how long detention was and for us to work on class work that we have. Well that wasn’t going to happen. I stacked my books on the desk and then leaned an open one against them so that Ms. Bower could not see what I was doing. Then I pulled out my cell phone and logged into my Facebook account. Ms. Bower was grading some papers and the rest of the students were all doing their on things. As I was surfing my Facebook I came across this video that someone had posted of two woman having sex.

I looked around the room and no one was sitting close enough to see what I was doing and Ms. Bower was busy grading her papers. So I decided to watch the video and have some fun. As I was watching the video my pussy started tingling and wanted attention. I looked around the room again and nothing changed so I pulled my skirt up a little and started rubbing my clit while I watched the video. I tried keeping quiet and looking to make sure Ms. Bower didn’t see and I got a surprise.

When I had took a peek to see what Ms. Bower was doing tuzla escort I noticed that every time she turned a paper over she would sneak a peek under my desk and between my legs. I paused to see what she would do and she just went back to grading papers. I thought to myself that this might be fun. I went back to rubbing my clit and watching her. I could see her looking over her glasses at my pussy so I slipped my skirt up a little more and slid a finger inside me. Her mouth opened for a second and then acted like she was grading papers again. She put one of her hands under her desk and I could see her arm moving. I knew she was playing with herself.

I decided to push the limits with her. I pushed my finger deeper into my pussy which by this time was dripping and covered my fingers with my juices. Then I raised them to my mouth and began licking them clean. I could see her eyes open wider as she watched me and when we made eye contact she went back to grading papers. I smiled and went back to rubbing my clit making sure she had a good view.

Time came for detention to be over and everyone started leaving. I purposely left one of my books on the seat of the desk and walked into the hall. Ms. Bower pulled the blinds on the door closed and locked it. I waited till the other students had left and went back to see if I could peek in at what Ms. Bower was doing. I could look in through the edge of the blinds and saw her pushed back sitting in her chair dress UN-buttoned squeezing her tit with a vibrator sliding into her pussy.

I watched her for a little while as she got more and more into it then I knocked on pendik escort the door. She quickly closed her dress and put the vibrator in her desk draw. She unlocked and opened the door and asked me what I needed.

Vicki ‘I forgot my one of my books at the desk.” and I walked over towards the desk.

Ms.Bower “OK well go ahead and get your book.”

Vicki “Here it is.”

I leaned across the desk with my back to her knowing my skirt was going to rise up showing her my bare ass. I stayed like that for a few seconds to make sure she had a good look. I turned around looking at her and smiled. She looked me over and smiled back.

Vicki “Did you enjoy the show?”

Ms. Bower “What show?”

Vicki “You know what show. I saw you watching me as I was plying with myself.”

Ms. Bower “I did no such thing.”

Vicki “Oh you mean like you also weren’t just sitting there fucking yourself with a vibrator?”

I walked over to her desk and pulled the vibrator out and slipped it between my lips tasting her cream still on it. She quickly closed and locked the door and came towards.

Ms. Bower “Give me that, you can’t tell anyone what you saw.”

She reached for the vibrator and I put it behind me back. She put her arms around me trying to get it and I took my hand and pulled her head to me and kissed her. She resisted at first but then let my tongue slip between her lets as we kissed. Her arms wrapped around me and mine around her as our kiss got deeper. As we kissed I turned her so her back was too the desk and guided her back to sit down on it. I started opening the bottom of her maltepe escort dress and she started unbuttoning my blouse.

She took my nipple in her mouth and started sucking on it. I finished unbuttoning her dress opening it revealing her hard nipples and neatly shaven bush. I took the vibrator and slid it into her already wet pussy and began fucking her with it. She leaned back on the desk and spread her legs for me. I started sucking on her clit as I fucked her faster and deeper. She was holding onto my head as her hips were moving grinding on my mouth. I felt her body start to tense and she began panting hard as her climax shook her body. I licked her cream from her pussy and offered the vibrator to her to lick clean. She sucked the vibrator into her mouth and cleaned it.

After that she slid off the desk and sat me down in her chair. She slipped her arms under my legs and lifted them spreading my legs wide for her. She started tongue fucking my pussy and sucking my click. I slipped my fingers into her hair and my hips were moving meeting the thrust of her tongue. Her tongue kept darting inside me and she pushed it deeper more and more. my legs closed over her shoulders as I pushed upward. My body started shaking and I squirted my cream into her mouth.

After I stopped shaking I slid down on the floor by her and we again kissed deeply sharing out mixed flavor. we sat there for a while holding and kissing until we heard the school bell sounding class over rang. We got dressed and fixed ourselves smiling at each other the whole time. Once we were dressed we kissed again.

Vicki “I’ll have to get detention more often.”

Ms. Bower “Well I don’t always do the detention class but if you ever need help with your English work feel free to come and see me.”

Vicki “I just might have to do that.” I winked at her and left.

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