Candles
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He had been with her for over three years, and not once had they had sex. She was too shy for it. He knew it would take a ring on her finger before he even had a shot. He genuinely loved her, but his life was not in the proper place for marriage. But marriage had been his only shot…until earlier that night.
It was his birthday and all his friends and family were there, and her: Lynne: The girl of his dreams. He had known her since high school and had been dating her for the last three years in a great relationship that kept him happy…if a little sexually frustrated. As he went to blow out the candles on his cake she called out ‘Don’t forget to make a wish!’ So he did.
And that is when it happened. As the final of the twenty-four candles was blown out everything just stopped, aside from him. He stared around as the sudden silence shocked him, he noticed Cola frozen in mid pour and everyone frozen staring at him expressions of joy stuck on their still faces. Then while everyone and everything but him was frozen he heard someone talking, someone he had never heard before.
‘Max.’ boomed a loud, commanding, yet somehow friendly and yielding female voice called out to him. ‘You have made a wish to be able to finally have a physical relationship with your girlfriend.’ He was unsure of how to react ‘yes…I did.’ He replied knowing this obviously wasn’t just a prank by his friends and wherever this voice came from it was pointless to lie to it. ‘Then so be it.’ came the strange voice again. ‘I have put her under your complete control. She will now not only do anything sexual you want her to, but you can control her body in any way you choose as well. Even ways that shouldn’t be possible. She is now your complete and total sex slave. She will do and enjoy anything you command her to do with your thoughts.’
He was stunned if it wasn’t for his friends being frozen all around him he would’ve never believed any of it at all…but time freezing around you is usually proof of a higher power at work. So he made up his mind he had to ask ‘Who are you that you can make this happen?’ He demanded of his strange benefactor. ‘Enjoy.’ Was the voices only response.
Then suddenly noise and festivities kicked back in and he knew the voice was gone, if it had truly been there in the first place. So he did his best to ignore what had happened for the moment and rejoin his own party. But he couldn’t help but feel that it had been real not a figment of his overactive imagination. Lynne was staying the night tonight as she did almost every Saturday. He would try it out then when no one else was around.
As the last few of Max’s friends left Lynne couldn’t help but feel relieved. It wasn’t that she didn’t like them, she just couldn’t wait to be alone with him for their weekly ritual of ordering a pizza and watching ghost shows on TV until they fell asleep warm and safe in each others arms. It was a weekly ritual that kept her sane and eased all of her stress.
As they sat there curled up in each others arms she noticed he was breathing awfully fast and she could feel his heartbeat racing. ‘Are you alright?’ She asked him concerned, he seemed nervous. ‘I’m fine.’ He replied but he seemed distracted. ‘Can I have a kiss?’ He added on afterwards. Of course she would kiss him, she absolutely loved him. She swooped her long brown hair back and leaned in towards him and he pressed his warm lips into hers.
This was as far physically as they had ever gotten long kisses and making out, but he always had to do most of the work with his tongue and hers rarely got involved. She was way too nervous about getting physical to ever use her tongue to do anymore than occasionally stroke his tongue with hers as it entered her mouth. As he gazed into her hazel eyes he knew how much he loved her and how much he wanted more of her, all of her, to just be absorbed in her loving caress. So he decided to see if what had happened with the voice earlier was true and try it out. So he focused on her making out with him and finally using her tongue in his mouth.
He felt kind of stupid sitting there trying to command her to get more physical using only his mind. Right up until suddenly her tongue pushed his back into his mouth and began moving in ways he didn’t know a tongue could. This felt simply amazing. She scooted closer into his embrace and he held her so tightly. He had always dreamed of being able to get a little more physical with her without making things awkward between them.
As she sat in his kiss she just suddenly felt compelled to take this kiss further than they ever had before. She couldn’t explain why. She loved him but she also had strong beliefs that only married couples should have a physical relationship. But now she couldn’t help her self. She began stroking his tongue with hers then decide to go on the attack with it. She forced her tongue into his mouth and began rolling it and stroking the roof of his mouth. She knew what she wanted in a kiss and was giving it to him full force, and judging by how his eyes closed and he pulled her closer he enjoyed it.
As they were kissing she felt his hands start slowly sliding into the back of her shirt. She hoped he was going to give her one of his back massages, oh how she loved those. His firm hands working hard up and down her shoulder blades and her neck just made her feel amazing. Then she suddenly noticed his hands didn’t stop on her back they moved around and were now sliding up the front of her bra. She had told him about this before, he had tried it once, she wasn’t ready and it made her uncomfortable.
But this time it was different. As his hand slid under the cotton and onto her breast she couldn’t think of how she wanted to wait for sex. In fact all she could think was that this felt amazing to be so absolutely wanted that someone would do this with her. And all she wanted to do was please him in return. As he stroked her breasts spending alot or time on her now erect nipples she began moaning with pleasure into their still continuing kiss.
She had never been proud of her breasts or found them sexy. She only wore a B cup, she knew men wouldn’t want those, they all wanted D’s or even DD’s, how could she compete with breast like that. But as his hands continued their busy run, fingertips gliding gently, over her breasts she suddenly felt like her breasts were sexy and maybe even she was sexy. His hands felt restricted though by all the material around them. She wanted them to have free access to her. And she wanted him to see what he had been so lovingly exciting for the past few minutes. And before she could even think about making the decision her hands were working on removing her shirt.
He leaned out of the kiss as she worked on the last order he thought to make her do, removing her shirt and bra and exposing the breasts he had sought after for so long. As she finished removing her bra he finally saw them and he found her even more attractive than before. Her breasts weren’t large but neither was she. She was only around 5′ 5′ and 95 lbs. So her smaller breasts fit perfectly onto her body so sensually smooth. She was driving him crazy. He simply had to do more to them. And sending a quick mental command her way he suddenly plunged his face into them.
After removing her shirt and seeing how pleased he looked she began to grow a little nervous, why was she doing this? She knew she loved him and wanted him like this. But not now…not at this point in her life. Then suddenly all she could think of was how amazing it would feel if he were to begin using his mouth on her breasts instead of his hands. And almost as if it were on cue he began gently kissing the top of her left breast, just under her clavicle. And began slowly moving the kisses down until he got to her nipple
As he cupped his mouth around her nipple and began working on it with his tongue she suddenly felt a strange sensation in her loins. Was this an orgasm? She had never had
one, being raised all her life that pre-marital sex was wrong, and masturbation dirty this was the most her body had ever been explored, even by her. But something was going on down there. And it wasn’t the usual dampness of her desire. She was suddenly feeling a pressure down there, one she knew had to be released. And she knew as well only he could release.
As he worked over her breasts with his mouth and hands he just kept pushing her closer and closer to orgasm using only his thoughts. Before this night was over he would please her so much she would never want to go a long period of time without his touch again. After about 10 minutes of sucking, licking, and feeling her breasts, once he knew he had the salty taste of her skin burned forever into his mind, and he had her so close to orgasm that the only thing keeping her back was his ability to control her body. Then he finally relented and with a quick last few licks and pinches he thought another command at her. ‘Orgasm.’ He also figured he could alter her body as well. So he made sure she would squirt, he had always found that attractive. He also decided to make this a long orgasm as well, leaving her soaking in her own pleasure, metaphorically, and literally.
As his tongue washed over her nipples and breast a few last times it finally happened. That pressure she had been feeling suddenly burst out and she knew THIS was an orgasm, and her very first. She was in complete ecstasy she could feel her vagina pulsing and contracting, and something was flowing out. But she didn’t care, even when it didn’t stop for a few seconds or maybe a few minutes. She couldn’t tell, she was just in too much pleasure to notice. As her own juices began to soak through her underwear and flow out through the legs of her very short jean shorts. She just wanted this to last and to eat up every second of it.
At last her flow stopped along with her moaning, which was damn near a scream at this point she realized. She was out of breath too and began gasping for air as she leaned forward resting her entire body upon his, and realizing how amazing she felt at the moment, even though she was a little worn out. Then after a few seconds she realized something else to…her pants were soaked…and not just her pants: her legs,and the couch cushion she was sitting on. ‘Oh God.’ She thought to herself. ‘He probably thinks I wet myself… now I’ll never get him to do that again.’ She was so embarrassed. She had heard of squirting orgasms before. But never like this, no one ever continuously squirted such a vast amount of liquid over such time as she had just done. Maybe there was something wrong with her…this didn’t seem healthy at all.
As he finally allowed her climax to end she fell into him exhausted, but he suspected also very pleased. Then after a few seconds he saw her begin to cry. ‘What’s wrong?’ he asked her genuinely wanting to know and to help her…’wasn’t she supposed to enjoy whatever I made her do.’ He thought, worried he had somehow broken her by making her move too fast and at once. ‘I didn’t mean to make such a mess. I’m so sorry.’ She managed to choke out between sobs. ‘So that is what her problem was, she was concerned about how I would react to the mess.’ He figured, then said ‘It’s OK Lynne. I know you didn’t mean for this to happen, but it’s such a beautiful mess. Created purely of our passion finally reaching a physical culmination.’ He held her close and began thinking commands to make her feel better about it. And to take things a little further.
He told her it was OK, and suddenly she found her crying to be ending. In fact now she felt oddly proud of what had happened. How many other women could have an orgasm like that. Then she stared into his deep brown eyes and marveled at him. How many other mean could’ve caused an orgasm like that. As she looked at him she could feel her love for him growing. As well as her lust for him.
Then as he was laying there holding her she heard him begin to talk ‘It is a mess, But we will get it cleaned up together. First step’ he was now rubbing one of his hands up and down her wrecked pants ‘is to get these wet old things off of you.’ And as he said that she knew he was right.
And has his hands slid to the button she knew she should reject, and head to the bathroom to take care of it in private. This wasn’t right. But if it wasn’t why did she suddenly feel it was?
She gave in to the feeling and felt a giddy rush of nervousness and joy as he unbuttoned and unzipped her tiny shorts. As she stood up to allow easier access he pulled them down and she stepped out. She looked down and her soaked white panties left almost nothing to the imagination. And she was proud of her womanhood. More so than she had ever been. And as he pulled them down finally revealing herself to another human for the firs time since she had matured, she had been to nervous to even go see a gynecologist, she knew she wanted him to be inside her.
‘So you’re the one who made all that mess.’ He said staring directly at her soaked sticky vagina which for some reason she found incredibly sexy. Him talking to it as though it was it’s own living being with it’s own consciousness. ‘Max, we can just go wash the pants but how will you clean me?’ She didn’t even think about saying it or know why, but she wanted him to lick off all the clear substance she had released all over herself. It had soaked the entire region her pants contained, and even due to how she was sitting curled on the couch, part of her belly. ‘Oh I have my ways,’ He said. Then she felt his mouth on her smooth belly just below her navel.
She was in awe of how good it felt to have his tongue working her belly licking up her previous excitement in it’s physical form. And as he began to get lower her anticipation was almost palpable. She had gone from never having been seen naked to having the worlds largest squirting orgasm to having her man lapping at her crotch all so fast. To her shock though he never touched her dripping pussy, which was getting more moist by the second getting herself all worked up again. She was hoping he would cause another orgasm.
But as he got near her vulva he swooped to the side and moved down her thighs and hips and suddenly to her initial shock, her butt. She was mortified, anal sex was the one thing she would absolutely refuse to do. It’s a butt for Christ’s sake, it’s for shitting, not fucking. But as his tongue licked all over her cheeks and hips she found herself not only allowing it, but enjoying it. Even hoping he might move into the forbidden zone hoping his tongue would open her anus.
And then it did. And holy hell she felt amazing. She almost had another orgasm right then and there but just couldn’t for some reason. Almost like something was holding her back. She could do this forever she was amazed at how good it felt. So since she had been standing since removing the shorts she decided to let him know how great this felt. She dropped to all fours feeling the cold tile pressing on her hands and knees and stuck her ass straight up by dropping her upper half to the floor. The freezing ground felt amazing against her breasts then she felt his hands wrap around her thighs and he lifted her lower half onto his lap up on the couch and resumed his tongues flitting exploration.
She didn’t know how long it lasted, but with her cheeks and back hole being constantly stroked and sometimes penetrated by his tongue she didn’t care. She hoped this could go on forever. Then he did something great and stuck his whole tongue inside of her and began to lick all around the inside opening of her anus. He kept this up while stroking and smacking her lush cheeks with his hands and she couldn’t take it anymore and her orgasm rushed forth as the dam broke again. And again juices flowed everywhere, but now with no pants to hold any of it in and the way he had her positioned it rushed all over his lap and onto the couch and down onto the floor. It came out in bursts and squirts of varying p
ower and volume. And she once again felt amazing.
As she lay gasping for air with her face pressed sideways on the floor she suddenly felt a liquid begin to trickle up against her face. As soon as her senses finally returned and the intense rush of pleasure was fading she noticed it was her own orgasmic fluid making a huge puddle on the floor and running everywhere through the cracks in the tile. Then without even knowing why or thinking about it she began lapping it up. It tasted so good. Vaguely sweet but also sort of sour, she couldn’t explain it. But she wanted more. She crawled around completely nude on all fours licking her own sex juices out of cracks in the tile. At one point she thought how this should probably be embarrassing or even degrading, but she couldn’t help herself it just tasted so good. And he watched gazing content at her, so he obviously didn’t mind.
After her impromptu liquid meal she stood up and began walking back to the bedroom to get a new set of clothes. Then he suddenly asked ‘Where are you going?’ ‘To get more clothes and maybe a towel or two.’ She responded cooly letting him know her plans. ‘Not yet you arent. I haven’t even got to work on your pussy yet.’ he replied in a light friendly tone.
She then suddenly became horny again as though his words had triggered it. And she knew that him working down there would probably be an amazing experience based on what else he had done tonight. And she didn’t wanna miss out. So she walked back over and launched herself onto him without even thinking about it as she began making out with him and removing his clothes as fast as she could.
She was on her knees in front of the couch to remove his pants and briefs now. As she began to pull down his underpants and his penis emerged she had never been so happy to see something before. As it came out she just stopped and stared at it. It wasn’t huge, though it was a little longer than her open hand from bottom of the palm to tip of her fingers and her hand wrapped around it nicely which she noticed as she grabbed it by a random impulse she couldn’t describe. After messing around with it for a few minutes to his grunts of pleasure she knew she had to have it inside of her.
But first she wanted to get him worked up to his largest and get it lubricated, even though her own body seemed to be producing an obscene amount of fluids down there. So she did something else she had always looked down on and feared, she jammed his penis in her mouth. It tasted even better than her own fluids had. In fact she hadn’t ever tasted anything else this good before. So she began licking it and seeing how deep in her throat she could get it.
She wasn’t aware how long she had been soaking up the flavor but she suddenly remembered her urges to have it in her much lower than the mouth. So she simply climbed upon him with her legs straddling him and pressed herself onto it. Oh the warmth of it as it penetrated her never before penetrated cunt was amazing. The slight pain of her fresh virgin vagina stretching to accommodate it’s girth was driving her crazy, mixing with the pleasure of the insertion causing a whole new sensation she had never felt before. She began working her hips in a back and forth motion to get the action started. She couldn’t believe the insane amount of pleasure this was causing her. All of her fears of premarital sex and unwanted pregnancy just washed away by it. She somehow knew everything would be alright. She couldn’t help but from pushing her mouth onto his mouth and jamming her tongue in forcefully. And as they both were there becoming one, with her hips moving a mile a minute, and her tongue trying to outpace it, she felt his hands gently caressing her breasts. Then he finally got to her nipples the pleasure shocked her. It shocked her to the point of releasing the kiss to look down at her breasts to see what he was doing. That’s when she saw something that couldn’t possibly be happening…her nipples had become large clits and he was working them with his hands.
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