The Necklace
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Sarah locked the door to the law books reference section of Library West and set the keys into her pocketbook. She smiled, seeing the clock on the wall. There was still enough time for her to wander through the Plaza of the Americas and see the booths. It was the last day of the Arts Festival on campus. She had heard that there was a booth with beautiful jewelry and wanted to treat herself to a crystal necklace like Cindy told her about.
She rode down the escalator from the second floor, daydreaming about her latest chat with Greg. They had become very close in the past months before Christmas and she longed for his visit in a few short weeks. Don, her fiancé, didn’t know the secret fun she was having. Sarah always found time for Greg, sharing intimate fantasies and achieving mutual satisfaction during their chat sessions. Sighing, she realized she wouldn’t be able to have her cake and eat it, too, forever. For now, though, it was exciting to have them both—a man with her in a physical sense and a man that thrilled her mind and spirit.
Looking around at the various tents, she decided to look at the ones to the left. She walked down the path, browsing at different paintings and crafts but sadly not seeing the crystal jewelry that she was looking for. I really want to get a necklace, she thought to herself.
From the chatter at the festival came a beautiful sound that caught Sarah’s attention. Where was it coming from? She listened intently, focusing on only the song it was playing. Ignoring everyone else, she walked in the direction it was coming from. She could not place the tune, but it was so beautiful and almost like it was calling out to her. After a few minutes of searching, she found a tent like no other. It was in the very corner of the plaza.
In the tent was a woman dressed in colorful scarves wrapped around the top of her head and over her skirt along with metallic bangles. Her white shirt was a simple muslin and homemade-looking. She wore black lace-up boots to complete her ensemble. Sarah noted the authenticity of the woman’s wardrobe, thinking she looked sort of like a real gypsy. The woman was dressed like no other person at the festival. Everyone else was so plain and casual. She looked around the plaza behind her. No one seemed to notice that this tent was even there.
Beside the woman was a table covered with all sorts of bangles and metallic jewelry. Sarah started to frown when she didn’t see any necklaces as Cindy had described. At the opposite end of the table on a shelf was a pan flute. So that’s what was making the sounds she heard. But it had stopped when she arrived at the tent. How did the woman put it down on the shelf after playing it?
Shrugging and giving up on the thought of finding a necklace at this tent, Sarah turned to leave. Suddenly the music started again. The pan flute was still on the shelf but appeared to be playing on its own. Sarah figured it was a Bluetooth speaker trick and began to walk off but stopped when she heard the woman speak.
“Don’t go, sweet dear, I think I have what you are searching for.” The woman rustled her hands in a box behind the table, speaking with a heavy accent that Sarah did not recognize.
Sarah turned back to face the woman. She saw that the woman found and was holding up a necklace just like the one Cindy had described. When she reached out to take it from the woman, the woman pulled it back before Sarah could touch it. “How did you know what I was looking for?” Sarah wondered.
“The flute only plays when one is looking for something special. It tells me of those in search of the crystal. This necklace is very rare, be careful with it, my dear.” The woman picked up a small black jewelry bag and carefully placed the necklace in it. “Only put it on after you are home.”
Sarah reached for her wallet in her bag. The woman seemed a little on the crazy side, but Sarah thought the necklace would look beautiful enough to wear every day. She’d entertain the woman’s wishes and try it on at home. “How much?” Sarah took out her wallet.
“Kezia wants no money, my dear.” The gypsy woman folded Sarah’s hand closed over the small bag and covered Sarah’s wallet. “Just take good care of the necklace, dear. Think of it as a gift for your birthday.”
Sarah walked home, her thoughts still on the peculiar woman. Surely, she didn’t know that yesterday had been her birthday. Carefully she carried the bag in her hand the entire way home. Feeling compelled to follow the woman’s directions explicitly, she kept the bag closed all the way.
As she unlocked the door to her small apartment, she set down her backpack and keys, keeping only the small jewelry bag in her hand. Looking at the time, she realized that it would be still a couple of hours until Don was home. She should rest so she’d have enough energy to handle Don’s increased appetite for sex the past few weeks.
Sarah walked to the dressing table, sat down and looked in the mirror. She smiled at her reflection as she gathered her hair into a ponytail, taking a scrunchie from the table and wrapping her hair with it. Slowly, she loosened the strings to her bag, turning it over and releasing the necklace into her hand.
She smiled as she examined the necklace, the crystal was like nothing she had ever seen. The light did not seem to reflect in it but instead was absorbed. It wasn’t round, but it also wasn’t prism-like. The odd-shaped crystal was set inside a thin wire wrapped around it and hung on a leather string.
She wanted to see how it looked on her before Don got home. Carefully undoing the clasp, she slipped it around her neck and then refastened it. The crystal lay beautifully just above her cleavage. It wasn’t too large to look out of place, and not too small that it wouldn’t be noticed. She let her hair loose again, the way she liked to sleep with it. The crystal felt warm to her and she decided it wouldn’t hurt to take a short nap with it. Laying down on her bed, she closed her eyes and fell to sleep almost instantly.
**
Sarah opened her eyes. The early evening sun was shining through her window. She looked at her clock on the nightstand. 5:30 pm it read. She should get up and go start cooking something for dinner. Surely Don would be home any minute. She sprang from her bed and across the room, opening the door quickly. Why did it seem like her bed was further from the door? She shrugged, guessing her nap had created a fuzzy brain again. She laughed it off and opened the door.
When she walked through her bedroom door, however, she gasped. It wasn’t the hallway like at her apartment, but straight into an open room. The furniture was set up like a living room area. Couches around a large coffee table were the main part and a large TV was mounted on the wall. This wasn’t her place. She looked back on the couch and recognized the couple that was on it, fully naked and having sex. The girl was facing him on his lap and obviously enjoying bouncing on his cock.
Sarah shook her head feverishly. Was she hallucinating or dreaming? She had to get a hold of herself. Pinching herself didn’t work. Maybe she wasn’t sleeping. Nervously, she moved her hands to straighten her clothing. Immediately, she realized her breasts were bigger. As her hands moved down her torso, she noticed her abdomen was swollen. How was she pregnant?
Just then Jolene caught sight of Sarah and grinned, stopping her intimate lap dance on Rocco. “Hiya! I was getting Rocco warmed up while you napped. This way you can just enjoy the ride when we call Greg.” She slowly stood up and winked, her dripping pussy releasing its hold and putting Rocco’s stiff cock on display.
As Sarah stared at Rocco’s cock, Jolene walked over to her. She rubbed Sarah’s belly softly. “Another two months and you’re gonna be needing lots of sleep.” She took Sarah’s hand in hers and pulled her over to Rocco. “Go ahead and start enjoying his cock. I’ll get Greg on the line. He’s got some ideas to go over with you about when he gets back from his trip.” She grinned and kissed Sarah’s cheek. “Plus… he wants to use his toy and hear you enjoying Rocco.”
Sarah smiled as she looked at Rocco. He was ready and waiting, looking eager to please her and to be used as a human toy. Sarah wasn’t quite ready to give into this and still had to try to figure this out. The two of them acted like everything was normal. What was going on? She decided to come up with an excuse to go back to her room. “I’ll be right back. I’m just going to get a hair tie.”
Sarah darted over to the room she just came from. She shut the door behind her, so she’d have a minute to look around. All her bedroom furniture was there from her apartment bedroom with Don. She opened the closet, but it was bigger than she remembered. It was practically a walk-in sized one with her stuff on one side and men’s clothes she had never seen on the other. Among the regular shirts and trousers were other items that Don never had—suits, costume-themed shirts, different soldiers’ uniforms from years past, and even board games on the shelf above.
Closing the closet doors, she looked at her dressing table again. Around the mirror on the wooden frame were carved roses. She noticed there was a large glass vase with red roses on the bureau. Don hated flowers so something was different here. She knew she had to ask Jolene. Quickly, she put her hair up into a ponytail and went back into the living room.
Sarah stood beside Jolene, with her hands loosely on her hips. She looked around the areas of the house that she could see once more before asking, “Where’s Don?”
“Who??” Jolene began giggling so hard she had to sit down. “You must be having a strange about-to-be-a-mommy dream. Now get over here.” Standing up, Jolene pulled on Sarah’s arm and pulled her over in front of Rocco, moving the straps of her dress off Sarah’s shoulders.
“My fiancé…” Sarah started to say before she looked down at Rocco stroking his shaft. It was mesmerizing, she had never watched a man do that before. Don never touched himself in front of her like that.
Jolene started giggling again. “Ummm, are you okay? You’re engaged to Greg. I certainly hope you’re not changing your mind. The wedding is next month, so you can have your honeymoon before that baby gets here.” Jolene kissed Sarah’s cheek. “I’ve never heard you mention anyone called Don, ever.”
Sliding Sarah’s dress down below her breasts and then completely off, she whispered, “You know Rocco loves watching those swollen boobs of yours while you ride him. I bet he’ll do anything you want if you let him see.” Jolene ran her hand over Sarah’s belly and stepped back, moving back to allow Sarah room to get on Rocco’s lap.
Sarah carefully started to kneel on the couch over Rocco’s lap, straddling his cock. She saw his warm eager smile as he held himself, waiting for her. She put her hands on his shoulders and slowly lowered herself, moaning as she felt him stretching her walls. Maybe she had been imagining someone else, some awful dream. She belonged where she was now, she was sure of it. As she sat fully onto Rocco as best as she could, she saw Jolene dialing the telephone.
Jolene held the phone, waiting for Greg to answer. She smiled, watching Sarah sink onto Rocco as she conversed with Greg. “Hey there. Yes. She’s sat on it. I’ll give her the phone.”
Sarah still couldn’t believe what was going on. The pulsing cock inside her pussy felt heavenly. She rocked her hips, enjoying the sensations deep inside her as she heard Greg start to talk to her. Greg’s English accent sent tingles up her spine and she moved faster on Rocco.
“Hello Sarah, I hope Jolene and Rocco are taking good care of you.” Greg moaned softly through the phone. “Now close your eyes and tell me what you feel. I’ve taken my toy Sarah out and it’s lubed up. I want to hear you enjoying yourself while I use it.”
Sarah closed her eyes while holding the phone to her ear. She listened and continued moving up and down on Rocco’s cock. “I hear Jolene kissing Rocco and she’s caressing my breasts.” Sarah softly moaned, listening to Greg’s breathing pattern quicken.
Greg moaned as he heard Sarah speak. His hand was busy thrusting his toy onto his cock, imagining Sarah enjoying herself now. He’d love to be watching her in the living room. He’d be home next week, and the fun would begin soon enough. “Don’t stop riding Rocco until I hear you cum hard, Sweetness.”
Sarah continued riding Rocco with her eyes closed and felt Jolene begin to pinch her nipples. Her legs started to shake, and her moans became louder. She was soon feeling her juices flowing from her pussy onto Rocco, hearing Rocco moaning under her. Greg’s moans were louder in her ear, too. As she came her pussy quivered on Rocco’s cock, setting off his orgasm. She yelled out, careful to hold the phone, wanting to hear Greg’s reaction.
Greg moaned as he thrust once more into the toy. Hearing Sarah fully enjoying herself made his cock throb until it filled his toy. “Fuck, Sweetness, just hearing you enjoying yourself has made me cum. Now I’ve got a mess to clean.” Greg chuckled as he heard Sarah get quiet, knowing that she enjoyed hearing how she got him off.
Forgetting the lost feeling she had before, she cooed and said, “Rocco has made a mess of my pussy here, too.” She licked her lips while waiting to hear Greg’s response.
Greg’s cock twitched inside the cum filled toy pussy. “Then he should definitely clean you up. Let me hear you tell him.”
Sarah looked Rocco in the eyes. She was not shy about it. Standing up slowly, she told him, “You need to clean the mess you’ve made in my pussy, Rocco.” She smiled as she felt his cock slide out of her. Cum oozed from her pussy as she laid back on the couch and spread her legs fully.
Greg moaned, loving hearing how Sarah had become less shy. “I love it, Sweetness. Now enjoy his talented tongue. I just want to hear you breathing.”
Rocco eagerly knelt in front of Sarah as soon as she was on her back. He spread her lips with one hand and flicked her clit with his tongue, knowing it would make Sarah squirm. He held her leg tight to him as he slid his tongue into her depths. As he licked and lapped, Sarah and Greg just listened to one another. Sarah moaned as she felt Rocco lock his lips to her and suck, wanting to do a thorough job.
Smiling, she knew why Jolene liked him so much. She was near orgasm again as he darted his tongue in and out of her. She gripped his hair and pulled him into her, not caring if he couldn’t breathe momentarily. On the other end of the phone she could hear Greg breathing faster again. She was sure he was using his toy once more.
As she watched Rocco’s face against her pussy, she could see Jolene practically laying on the floor sucking his cock, her moans echoing in the room. The sight of them enjoying this fun sent her over the edge as she let go of Rocco’s hair. She let him breathe and have the ability to move his head left and right as he wriggled his tongue more, enjoying how he could extend her orgasm.
“Damn, Sweetness.” Greg finally spoke after he heard Sarah calm down. “That was super sexy. I’m late for a meeting with the publisher. That fun lasted longer than I had planned. We can discuss my ideas tomorrow.”
Sarah hung up the phone as Rocco and Jolene walked into the kitchen for a glass of water. She sat up, loving her afternoon. Feeling her hair in a tumbled mess and that she was kind of sweaty, she felt a hot shower would feel great. “Hey guys, I’m going to shower.” The couple waved at her from the kitchen.
**
Sarah walked down the hall, past the kitchen. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her belly, her growing breasts, her flushed cheeks—she hardly recognized herself. She smiled as she saw the crystal necklace. Not wanting to ruin it, she thought she should take it off. She set it on the side of the sink to keep it safe.
Slowly she turned on the water, letting it get warm before she stepped into the tub. Closing her eyes, she let the hot water run over her. She reached for the shampoo and used both hands to scrub her scalp, imagining how happy she’d be to see Greg next week. A voice interrupted her thoughts.
“Showering already?”
It was a familiar voice, but not Rocco. And it wasn’t Greg, she knew that. She opened her eyes to see someone standing at the curtain watching her. A man. It was Don, fully dressed and holding a towel.
“Getting all clean so we can get dirty, huh, Babe?” Don winked at her and pulled the curtain completely open and shut off the water.
Sarah blinked a few times, looking around. She was in her tiny old bathroom in her apartment with Don. She looked at her belly -- she wasn’t pregnant. What happened? She couldn’t have been dreaming all that she had done while she was showering. How come she had to go back to this?
Don handed her a towel. “Let’s go have some fun, then I can shower you again, Babe.”
As she walked out of the bathroom, she caught sight of the crystal necklace on the sink. Suddenly, she remembered the afternoon: the old lady in the tent, taking the necklace home, putting on the necklace before napping. How did she get from the bed to the shower if this was all a dream?
No, it happened. She was sure of it. She still felt warm inside. She had sex with Rocco while talking to Greg. But how could it be? It was the necklace -- she was sure of it. It must possess some kind of magic, she thought to herself. Could she go back if she wore it again?
She’d let Don have his fun with her one more time. Afterward she’d slip away and put the necklace back on, hoping it would sweep her into the other world. If it worked, she’d never take it off again.
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