Awakening Ch 2 Reckoning
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Rebecca woke up the next morning feeling strangely confident. Ordinarily, she would never sleep in the nude, but last night she had gone to bed naked without a second thought. And those dreams. Holy shit, that had been so vivid. Steven would never show such passion in real life. It must have been that weird summoning spell she had tried out. It had put some really intense images in her mind.
Rebecca opened her eyes to see Steven passed out with one arm splayed across her chest, his bare ass peeking out from beneath the tangled sheets. Odd. Just like Rebecca, Steven was a fairly conservative sleeper, and would never choose to sleep without his usual undershirt and boxers. Looking down at his forearm, she felt a heat starting to rise inside her. Her breath quickened and she suddenly needed those strong arms around her.
She started to squirm in her discomfort, moving beneath Steven's outstretched arm in an effort to stimulate her aching nipples. As she moved, Rebecca thought she heard the distant sound of laughter tugging at the back of her mind. Confused and increasingly frustrated, Rebecca moved again beneath her husband's arm, trying in vain to wake him up.
The laughter intensified at Rebecca's efforts. What on earth, she thought to herself. In answer, an inhuman voice flooded through Rebecca's mind. HE WILL NOT WAKE TODAY, the voice said.
Rebecca recognized the voice as Marin, the succubus demon thing she had dreamed about last night. No, that part wasn't a dream. Was it? Not quite able to carry on a conversation solely in her mind, Rebecca said out loud, "Is he okay? What happened?"
HE HAS BEEN DRAINED, the voice responded. HE WILL REVIVE IN TIME.
Rebecca was getting increasingly more agitated about the entire situation. What had actually happened? Was it all real? Who was this Marin creature, and how long would she be living inside her head? What did it want? Was she safe? Was Steven?
Rebecca shook Steven more vigorously, getting very concerned about his safety. He grunted vaguely but did not wake. The laughter in the back of her mind continued, drifting off into the depths of her consciousness.
Rebecca finally realized it was no use trying to wake Steven up. But he was breathing. He would be okay. Yeah, he'll be okay.
Rebecca, on the other hand, was more than okay. She felt alive in a way she had never really experienced before. Her skin felt like it was crackling with energy, and she wanted nothing more than to be touched by someone. God, how she wished Steven would wake up.
Not that he was likely to be able to help, even if he hadn't just been "drained" by this mysterious creature living inside Rebecca's body. He was adequate in bed, but his libido and enthusiasm had never been particularly high. Except for last night, she thought. Last night. She was starting to realize that the images of skin and sweat and heat that flooded through her mind were not dreams, but genuine memories of her escapades with her own husband the previous night. Now that was an intense love-making session. If only it could always be like that. If only it felt like more than a fleeting dream.
Rebecca wrapped herself in a silk robe and went downstairs to make some coffee and clear her head a bit. As she sat down in the living room with her coffee, she started to feel slightly off. She couldn't quite place the feeling, but she felt like there was some deep itch beneath her skin. She noticed her breathing getting shallower, and she could barely stand the feeling of silk on her skin. She let the robe slide off of her right side, and she began to absently nuzzle her cheek across her shoulder, relishing the softness of her own skin.
Without thinking, she started to run her fingers lightly across her chest, down to her nipples. She let her fingers dance over her skin, barely touching. The sensation sent electric shivers all through her, and she felt a deep hunger grip ahold of her insides. She needed.
She couldn't quite place this feeling. This need. She had felt agitated before, uncomfortable, restless, aroused, but none of those were quite right. Or maybe they all were.
Rebecca walked over to the living room window, the beautiful view of her backyard stretched out in front of her. The sight usually calmed her, but she was only growing more agitated. As she gazed out, she caught a glimpse of her next-door neighbor, Robert, through his kitchen window. He and his wife Lindsay had moved in about a year ago with their two children. A nice couple, though Rebecca and Steven hadn't had the time or energy to really get to know them yet.
Robert appeared to be making breakfast for his family. How nice, Rebecca thought. She watched him for a few minutes, her eyes drawn to the muscles on his arms as he reached for a plate. The veins pulsing along the length of his hand as he cracked an egg. The tendon twitching in his neck. She was transfixed. She needed him. She needed him inside her. Right now.
It took every ounce of willpower not to march across the lawn and fuck that man right on his kitchen floor. But Rebecca remembered her sleeping husband upstairs. Robert's wife and two children waiting for their breakfast. She wasn't a cheater. She wasn't a homewrecker. That's not me, she thought.
I just need to work off some of this pent-up energy, Rebecca thought to herself. She considered going for a jog but felt like it would be too tempting to knock on Robert's door and jump his bones. For some reason, after that thought had entered her mind, she simply couldn't let it go. The gym. She should go to the gym. The gym was nice and public. And plenty of activities available to keep her mind occupied until this strange fixation wore off.
Rebecca pulled up to the gym parking lot feeling increasingly uncomfortable in her own skin. She had changed into her usual workout outfit of a padded sports bra and capri-length leggings. But the seam of the leggings felt more abrasive than usual. She could feel every inch of stitching as it protruded against her, the friction adding heat right at that sensitive spot where her legs met. She felt an overwhelming urgency to scratch at that deep itch between her legs again. She needed to ride, to rub, to be filled.
She shook her head again. She just needed to get her heart rate up. A treadmill. Rowing machine. Something. Anything. Now.
Rebecca hurried inside the gym, flashing her ID as quickly as she could, trying not to focus on anything but her impending workout as she made her way to the nearest empty treadmill. Keeping her eyes firmly on the machine, she ramped it up to an eight. She needed to run. Rebecca was ordinarily more of an endurance athlete, keeping her treadmill setting around a four, occasionally pushing it up through five or six, but keeping a steady pace for a decent amount of time. Not today. Today she needed speed. She needed to be pushed. She needed to have her mind obliterated and her muscles torn to pieces.
Jesus, those thoughts were getting violent, Rebecca thought to herself. Still, she kept her attention on the treadmill display, pushing her legs to move faster and faster, because if she stopped, she would have to face the horrible reality that she was still... unsatisfied.
Rebecca pushed the machine up to ten. She was at a full sprint. Her eyes unfocused and she felt a calm come over her as she hit this perfect stride. For a brief moment, she felt a sense of peace. She opened her eyes.
And in front of her was the most delicious piece of flesh she had ever seen. He must have been only nineteen or twenty. But those muscles.
Rebecca felt the hunger again, the deep insatiable ache. Without adjusting the speeding treadmill, Rebecca stepped off the roaring machine with inhuman grace. The whirring track still buzzing behind her, she strode across the gym floor lithely and decisively. Rebecca could hear nothing, could see nothing, except him. She needed him, and she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that he needed her.
The unwitting object of Rebecca's sudden fixation was in the middle of rep of hammer curls when he was finally made aware of her presence.
She stood before him, eyes blazing with ferocious intensity, her dark hair almost glowing. Marin cocked Rebecca's head as she extended one hand toward the young man. Without question, he took it.
Oozing confidence, Marin said in a low whisper, "Come." She walked purposefully toward the locker rooms and into the sauna, her eager prey in tow.
As soon as they reached the sauna, Marin's hands were on the young man's body. With animalistic need, she grasped his neck and pulled him into a passionate kiss. As their bodies pulled together, the man's throbbing cock pulsed against her hip. Marin let out a deep groan at the thought of him inside her. But first, the itch.
Marin pushed the man's head down between her legs, propping herself up using the bench and the wall. He eagerly complied, rolling down Rebecca's leggings and panties together as he dropped to his knees between her legs.
Marin pressed the man's face to her, barely giving him enough room to breathe as he tried his best to keep up with her demands. His face buried in the folds of Rebecca's neatly trimmed pussy, the man licked and sucked in time with Marin's moaning.
With both hands gripping the back of the muscular man's head, Marin let Rebecca's mind clear briefly, allowing her to truly take in the full scene as her body had already begun to crest. Rebecca clenched the man's head as he lapped, his tongue gliding firmly across the length of her inner lips and sucking in where they met, creating a mind-blowing sensation on her sensitive and aching clit. She felt her walls begin to quiver and contract as he performed the action again, her thighs tensing and squeezing against his ears. She screamed aloud as the waves of pleasure washed over her, her eyes rolling back and her mind retreating once again.
Marin rode out the waves of ecstasy, smiling down with withering amusement at the young man whose face was buried below. Barely giving him time to take a breath, she pulled him up to face her once again. She spread her legs and pulled down his shorts as he pushed his still rock-hard cock against her. Lifting herself up against the wall, she guided him inside her.
She bounced as he thrust his cock into her, desperate for him to spend himself inside her. She needed him to cum. She was so hungry. Unable to contain her need, she squeezed her kegel muscles, clenching him inside. Each time he tried to pull out for another thrust, he found himself sucked back inside. He needed to be further inside her. He needed to keep fucking her. Forever. He needed to cum inside her.
Marin felt the man start to spasm, and closed her eyes to fully enjoy the moment. His voice took on a high-pitched whimper as he came. Acutely aware of each spurt of thick fluid, Marin bit Rebecca's lip as she felt him spend himself in her. She felt his energy pour into her, feeding her, granting her life and power. His orgasm faded away and the man slid to the bench beside her, his eyes vacant and his heart rate dangerously slow.
Marin smiled to herself and carefully dressed, leaving the man to recover on his own. She made her way to Rebecca's car, content for the moment, and faded to the back of Rebecca's mind again.
Rebecca sat there, hands on the wheel, trembling. Flashes of her activities in the sauna invaded her mind as she started to fully comprehend what had happened. She had just had sex with a stranger. She had just cheated on Steven.
As the thought of her sleeping husband tumbled around in her mind, she heard that distant laughter again. It seemed that Marin was enjoying herself, at least.
Racked with guilt over her impulsive actions at the gym, Rebecca started to drive home. Why? Why had she done that? It had felt so right at the time, like it was the only thing to do. Nothing else in the world existed. She had needed to have that young man at the gym. So she had taken him. But things seemed much less clear now. She was married. She had a husband. She wanted her husband! That's why she had done that stupid spell in the first place. For Steven!
The laughter intensified.
"What?" Rebecca demanded out loud. "What are you laughing about?"
FOR STEVEN, Marin's ethereal voice mocked. FOR REBECCA, YOU MEAN.
Rebecca sat there with her mouth slightly open, unable to disagree with Marin's appraisal of the situation. "But, even if it was for me, it was supposed to make Steven want me! It wasn't supposed to make me want to screw every man I see!" A hint of desperation escaped Rebecca's throat as she finally put words to what she seemed to be experiencing.
YOU SUMMONED ME WITH BLOOD AND FLAME, Marin's voice echoed out in Rebecca's mind, full of rage and power. YOUR INTENTIONS ARE IRRELEVANT. I AM NO TOY TO BE USED AND DISCARDED BY WANTON MORTALS. YOU CALLED ME HERE, AND NOW YOU SHALL BEAR MY BURDENS.
Rebecca was near tears at this point. "What does that mean?" she pleaded. "What do you want from me?"
MY HUNGER WILL BE SATED. YOUR BODY, MY VESSEL. I WILL FEED AND YOU WILL HAVE YOUR HUSBAND'S CARNAL DESIRE.
"But, I only want my husband," Rebecca continued to plead. "Can't you be sated with just him?"
The laughter started again. HE WOULD NOT LAST A DAY AGAINST MY FULL POWER, Marin responded angrily. WOULD YOU PREFER HIM A CORPSE, A HOLLOW SHELL? THAT WOULD BE HIS FATE. I MUST FEED. ONE MAN ALONE CANNOT SUSTAIN ME.
Rebecca could feel the ring of truth as the words sounded deep within her psyche. This was all her fault. She wanted to be loyal to Steven. She just wanted him to want her back with the same ferocity that she wanted him. And now, apparently, she had gotten her wish. But what kind of marriage could they have now? How could he possibly still love her when she had this ravenous creature lurking inside her?
Rebecca shook her head and started to drive home, all the time beginning to feel small pangs of hunger stirring deep within.
Rebecca pulled her car into the driveway, still reeling from her experience at the gym. She could feel the weight of her actions start to settle in the back of her mind, and she wanted so desperately not to feel it. Sitting in the car, stalling the inevitable, she stayed there. She stared up at her suburban home she had made with her perfectly adequate, if sometimes dense, husband. He could wake up at any moment.
Finally mustering the courage to go back inside the house, Rebecca opened her car door and stepped outside. Glancing up, she saw her neighbor, Robert, in his garage. He seemed to be working on the family car, as he was wearing only a white tank top and cargo shorts and appeared to be covered in engine grease.
At the sight, Rebecca felt something stirring deep within her. A never-ending hunger that craved. She needed him inside her. The man at the gym, he was nothing, a mid-morning snack. This specimen in front of her, he could actually fill her up.
Rebecca noticed the feelings creeping in, taking over. A part of her knew it was wrong, knew she should be going to check on her sleeping husband. She wanted to resist the temptation, but it was too strong. She found herself walking across her lawn and into her neighbor's garage.
Robert had the radio blaring and seemed quite focused on his work. As Rebecca approached, she watched his biceps tense and bulge as he twisted a wrench. She focused in on his strong hands, imagining how it would feel to have them clenched into her skin as Robert ravaged her. She licked her lips in anticipation.
Finally noticing Rebecca in his peripheral vision, Robert glanced up to greet her. But his casual interest in his neighbor transformed in an instant into a deep and primal lust. He barely had time to get out his attempt at a greeting before he was overwhelmed by his desire.
Her pace quickened. Robert stood up, his erect cock standing at attention. Walking with such speed and grace that she seemed to glide across the concrete, Rebecca finally reached him. Without saying a word to each other, neither acknowledging that this was not at all their usual interaction, they clung to each other in a passionate kiss. Their mouths opened as they explored each other, Rebecca sucking and gently biting Robert's roving tongue as he embraced her. She could feel his erection pulsing against her, and she needed him inside her.
Rebecca turned around, Robert still unable to stop touching her. His hands found her breasts and he clung to them as if his life depended on it. His grunts became more guttural and animalistic as he started thrusting against the zipper in his cargo pants. Nothing like the typically reserved family man he usually was, Robert was filled with pure unabashed urgency.
As Robert unzipped, Rebecca pulled down her leggings past the soft curve of her ass, just far enough that Robert could shove his cock between her legs. She was still overflowing with oozing cum from her last conquest, but that only added to Robert's need.
As Robert entered her, it finally dawned on Rebecca that Marin wasn't in charge this time. No gaps in her memory, no fuzziness, this was all Rebecca. That sinister laughter started again at the edge of her consciousness, but Rebecca was too far gone to care. She moaned in pleasure as Robert's thick cock plunged into her depths.
As Robert continued to fuck her from behind, Rebecca gazed out across the lawn back toward her house. Steven. He was upstairs right now, asleep and drained because of her. And she was here, being railed by their next-door neighbor. And Robert! His wife and kids were probably just behind that door. Robert's grunts were getting louder, closer together as his thrusting deepened. She could feel him slamming up against her inner walls, her cervix aching at the pressure.
Rebecca looked up at her bedroom window and saw movement. An arm, stretching from the bed. Steven's arm. He was awake! And here she was, fucking Robert in his open garage in full view of the neighborhood! Robert's hands gripped Rebecca's tits suddenly as he let out a deep groan. At that sign, Marin awakened in Rebecca and took over. Coaxing Robert through his earth-shattering orgasm as he railed Rebecca from behind, pumping spurt after spurt of thick hot cum into her eager pussy, Marin fed off of Robert's sexual energy. But this time, Marin allowed Rebecca to feel the intensity of her own climax. Her body curled over, breasts smashed against the car and fingers outstretched as she blissfully watched her husband stand up from their marital bed and gaze out of the window.
Luckily, Steven did not appear to notice the scene in his neighbor's garage. He looked fairly out of it, probably still recovering from his own encounter with Marin last night.
Both Robert and Rebecca slumped over the side of the car after their simultaneous orgasms. Despite needing her own recovery period, Rebecca gathered the presence of mind to push Robert off of her and back onto his wooden chair. Robert's eyes were glazed over and unfocused, with his cock flopped out to the side like a lolling tongue and his pants around his ankles.
Shit, thought Rebecca. Lindsay can't find him like this. She carefully pulled his pants up, tucking his penis back inside his shorts, and tried to make Robert look as inconspicuous and normal as possible. Not an easy task.
Noticing a refrigerator in the garage, Rebecca ran over and grabbed half a dozen beer cans, opening each and emptying them into the flower bed. She scattered the empty cans around the foot of Robert's chair, hoping that Lindsay would simply assume he had drunk himself into a stupor. Not very in character, but it was a better explanation than "the next-door neighbor fucked him into a coma." She took one more beer out and poured some of it down Robert's throat, spilling a bit on his clothes so that he would smell like booze. That was as good as it was going to get. Rebecca quickly and shamefully darted across her lawn back toward her own house.
Rebecca slipped inside the front door of her house, trying to be quiet and not disturb Steven. She wasn't sure if she could face him right now, knowing her pussy was currently overflowing with two different men's cum. Three, if you count Steven last night.
But it was no use. Steven heard the door close. He called down the stairs, "Rebecca? Is that you?"
Sighing in resignation, she responded. "Yeah, I just got back from the gym. Are you hungry? Do you want me to make us some dinner?"
Steven appeared at the top of the stairs, clearly unsteady. "Yeah, that would be good, I think," he said carefully. "I'm not feeling so good today, Becks."
He hadn't called her "Becks" in years. Probably the last time had been while they were still dating before he had even proposed. When everything was shiny and new, every day a discovery. Hearing it made Rebecca smile.
"I'll go put on a can of chicken soup. Won't take long, we'll get you feeling better in no time," Rebecca replied gently, helping Steven take a seat in the living room. She turned to walk toward the kitchen.
Marin, thankfully, stayed dormant during this interaction. Still, Steven found himself drawn to his wife in a completely new way. He loved her, of course. But now he needed her. Still shaky and exhausted, he pushed himself off the couch and followed his wife into the kitchen, not able to stand being so far away from her.
Rebecca had already pulled out a can of soup and started pouring it into a pot on the stove when Steven came up behind her. She felt his breath on her neck as he wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Smells so good," he said drowsily.
"You should go lie down," Rebecca said with a careful smile.
Steven nuzzled at her neck as Rebecca stirred the soup, and she closed her eyes in contentment. But as she stirred, Steven's grip tightened, grasping her hips with a now-familiar need. Rebecca felt his member harden against her back, causing her pussy to spasm involuntarily at the thought of him inside her.
"Really," she protested despite the tingling sensation in her core. "You should lie down. You're weak, you need to get your strength back."
Steven opened his mouth and let his lower lip drag across Rebecca's neck, breathing out as he did so. Rebecca felt her knees go weak at the sensation, her eyelids fluttering with arousal.
"I love you so much, Rebecca," Steven said quietly into her ear. From farther away, Rebecca heard that laughter again. Her mind was clouded and confused.
"I want you," Steven continued, still pressing up against her and caressing her with sensual grace.
Rebecca closed her eyes and turned around, not sure who was in control, but terrified to lose her husband, now filled with so much life and love. She directed her thoughts inward and begged, almost in prayer. Please, Marin. Please let me be with him. Don't take him from me.
She felt a nod of acceptance deep within her as she reached an unsteady truce with the malevolent force residing in her mind. Rebecca let Steven lift her up, basking in the newfound connection she was experiencing with her husband.
"Becks," Steven whispered between kisses. "Let's make a baby."
Rebecca closed her eyes and gave herself over to Steven, to the tune of Marin's maniacal laughter roaring from the distant corners of her mind.
End of Chapter 2
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The first step of treading the new post-fucking-Sara-with-my-wife-watching world was to find out how Chelsea felt about what happened. I could have called on the way home to find out, but I was too nervous. It probably would have saved me some time if she wanted me out of the house as work was closer to hotels than we were in the suburbs, but it was too late now. I was home and walking into the unknown. I unlocked the front door and walked in. “Chelsea?” I called before closing the door. I...
Oral SexAs we continued our tour of the Castle, Kurt led me down a long spiral staircase deep under the main building. At the bottom of the stairs there was a dimly lit hallway with rooms on either side. Each of the roughly hewn doors had bars in small window openings. It was obvious these rooms were jail cells. Our footsteps echoed on the slate stone floor as we walked. It gave me an eerie feeling knowing this place was over eight hundred years old. I’ve had a fear of dark confined places since I was...
Wife LoversJim was just coming home from work and was met at his long drive way by two women from the area. Barbara said, "My husband Jack is in your house fucking your wife and her sister and mother." Judy said, "So is my Bob! We want to have something done about straightening this situation out." "Well we can go in there and beat the shit out of the whole bunch but I doubt that would do more than just irritate the situation. Or we can join them and have a big fuck party. Or we can get lawyers and sue...
Group SexThe Awakening of Alexis – Part 1 I can’t say that I really regret anything that’s happened. Step by step it’s been unbelievably exciting. Let me explain what happened. I am in my late forties and Alexis, my wife of some 18 years, is the same age. She is tall, fairly slim, with brown eyes and hair, smallish breasts, and with lots of light brown pubic hair. Our sex life has been drab to say the least and as our sex has dropped off, I’ve tried to find new ways to excite her. I have never been...
Awakening from the Dream The dream. It starts at a work happy hour at a downtown bar. A neighborhood type place, except it is in the middle of a bunch of office buildings. It’s the dive the professionals go to, not the locals. I go with the usual crowd, the usual b.s. around the office, is now just taken “offsite”. I really go because my friend Heather goes. Truth be told, I really couldn’t care about anyone else. Heather is a true friend and just gets me, understands me. We’re both in the...
The Awakening of Alexis – Part 4 Things had definitely changed. Alexis was more ‘alive’ now, more easily sexually aroused, more ‘awakened’ in the sense of a kind of primal lust. This is what I had been wanting to bring to life in her, to really perk up the sexual side of our marriage, to make things more exciting for us. Great things were happening. She would go with me to the adult video store and she would do her own selections. Nearly always she picked black on white action videos, always...
The Awakening of Alexis – Part 6 The videos that we were given at that evening gathering were unbelievable. But I will describe them later, because something else came up that kind of interrupted their enjoyment. My wife Alexis came to me late one evening and said she had to talk something over with me. I knew that she and Jackie – the white prostitute or ‘escort’ who arranged and organized our various ‘extracurricular activities’ – had had another telephone conversation that afternoon. The...
The Awakening of Alexis – Part 2 After a lot of time, thought, encouragment, and some light pressure on my part, Alexis finally agreed to take things to the next level, sexually. I mean she SAID she agreed, but she was also very hesitant. She sometimes seemed almost angry when I brought the subject up and refused to even talk about it, but gradually I got her to talk more about this and we got into some specifics. A lot of the discussion about what we would do, took place while making love....
The Awakening of Alexis – Part 3 For days after that night at the motel, I was in a kind of turmoil. It was such a turn-on to see my wife Alexis pleasured by a woman and also pleasuring herself in front of her. But far more so, were the statements made by Jackie – the prostitute / ‘escort’ – about future encounters – i.e. involving black men. The examples she gave, the scenarios, the options, were breathtaking. Recalling her words just gave me an instant hard-on. Alexis was just as aroused...
The Awakening of Alexis – Part 7 I am Alexis June. My husband suggested that I provide some of my side of our experiences, to give a little different perspective. I am going to be completely honest and candid. Some of what I am going to say has upset my husband when we talked about it at length but he has come around to accepting it all. Firstly, I met Charles in Africa. He’s an American and I came to like him and we got married. I admit that one reason I married him was the opportunity to...
The Awakening of Alexis – Part 5 My wife serviced a few more black men in the next couple of weeks, before Jackie arranged for us to get together again. She wanted us to view some video material, talk to us, and so on, along with some other people present. One of the servicings involved Alexis having to meet a black guy on the other side of town but it was a decent area. As usual, I drove her there and we went up to the house together. The wife opened the door. She was black, tall and very...
I’m awake. It feels good to stretch and roll over. Ahhh… it's Sunday. No need to get up until I feel like it. She’s breathing softly and steadily, still asleep. Snuggle closer; she’s lying on her back. I like cuddling with her, even when she’s asleep. Even after years of marriage, I still find her sexy as hell. Look at her face from inches away. I love those lips; best kisses and best blowjobs of my life. And those eyes; she has eyelashes to die for. My hand is on her thigh. The skin is soft...
Straight SexMy lingerie fetish went full blown when I was 12 but the origins of my perversion were much earlier in my c***dhood.I believe due to the environment I grew up in, I had very little privacy and any time I had alone was a treasure. When I was about 5 to 6 I discovered that squeezing my stuffed toy dog between my legs felt really good and it would reach a point where my mind would go blank. I would spend the entire afternoon at my grandparents place just squeezing my precious dog. Sometimes my...
I climbed into my car and headed for Emma's apartment just after 5:00 P.M. Ten minutes later I parked in a visitor space at the rear of her apartment block. The week just past seemed like the longest week of my life. I locked the car, took the stairs to the first floor and knocked on Emma's door. A few moments later she opened it, inviting me in. Emma was wearing denim shorts and a loose fitting white blouse. She looked sensational. She threw her arms around me and kissed me on the lips,...
NovelsI can’t tell you how old I was when I first noticed the difference between the male and female species. Yes there was my mother and I knew her as Mom and I knew Mom dressed differently, but to honestly say I knew there was something different between us other than age really didn’t sink in to my brain until that morning. There was NOTHING sexual about it, no it was an awakening to the realization that there was more than an age difference between me and the females that lived in and around our...
Awakening By April Drifting awake sore and groggy, there's no pain. There should be but there isn't yet. All I feel is time thick as molasses, and squeezing. Weird pneumatic sounds as my legs are squeezed and held. Hugs from a machine. I am nervous. Do I dare? I squeeze. There's a soreness yet something else. A fullness. I can feel the packing, inside. I have an inside. Tubes in my arms pulling as a hug myself. Is this real? I can feel inside me. I'm sore but I can feel, inside. Sleep...
Stumbling into the kitchen to eat still groggy after ten hours of sleep she wiggles up on a stool, the wife looks and asks what she want to consume and she responds she wants scrambled eggs. The wife serves Mitch some eggs and broccoli and a hungry sports babe scoffs it up then relaxes gazing into space, I walk behind her and squeeze her shoulders and she leans her head back concerned why she is so tired. We discover she does not remember the previous night of torment but she is aware her pussy...
Awakening from the Dream The dream. It starts at a work happy hour at a downtown bar. A neighborhood type place, except it is in the middle of a bunch of office buildings. It’s the dive the professionals go to, not the locals. I go with the usual crowd, the usual b.s. around the office, is now just taken “offsite”. I really go because my friend Heather goes. Truth be told, I really couldn’t care about anyone else. Heather is a true friend and just gets me, understands me. We’re both in the...
Straight SexThe Awakening of Alexis - Part 7I am Alexis June. My husband suggested that I provide some of my side of our experiences, to give a little different perspective. I am going to be completely honest and candid. Some of what I am going to say has upset my husband when we talked about it at length but he has come around to accepting it all.Firstly, I met Charles in Africa. He's an American and I came to like him and we got married. I admit that one reason I married him was the opportunity to...
InterracialThe Awakening of Alexis - Part 5My wife serviced a few more black men in the next couple of weeks, before Jackie arranged for us to get together again. She wanted us to view some video material, talk to us, and so on, along with some other people present.One of the servicings involved Alexis having to meet a black guy on the other side of town but it was a decent area. As usual, I drove her there and we went up to the house together. The wife opened the door. She was black, tall and very...
InterracialThe Awakening of Alexis - Part 4Things had definitely changed. Alexis was more 'alive' now, more easily sexually aroused, more 'awakened' in the sense of a kind of primal lust. This is what I had been wanting to bring to life in her, to really perk up the sexual side of our marriage, to make things more exciting for us. Great things were happening. She would go with me to the adult video store and she would do her own selections. Nearly always she picked black on white action videos, always...
InterracialThe Awakening of Alexis - Part 3For days after that night at the motel, I was in a kind of turmoil. It was such a turn-on to see my wife Alexis pleasured by a woman and also pleasuring herself in front of her. But far more so, were the statements made by Jackie - the prostitute / 'escort' - about future encounters - i.e. involving black men. The examples she gave, the scenarios, the options, were breathtaking. Recalling her words just gave me an instant hard-on. Alexis was just as aroused too....
InterracialThe Awakening of Alexis - Part 2After a lot of time, thought, encouragment, and some light pressure on my part, Alexis finally agreed to take things to the next level, sexually. I mean she SAID she agreed, but she was also very hesitant. She sometimes seemed almost angry when I brought the subject up and refused to even talk about it, but gradually I got her to talk more about this and we got into some specifics.A lot of the discussion about what we would do, took place while making love....
InterracialThe Awakening of Alexis - Part 1I can't say that I really regret anything that's happened. Step by step it's been unbelievably exciting. Let me explain what happened.I am in my late forties and Alexis, my wife of some 18 years, is the same age. She is tall, fairly slim, with brown eyes and hair, smallish breasts, and with lots of light brown pubic hair. Our sex life has been drab to say the least and as our sex has dropped off, I've tried to find new ways to excite her. I have never been...
InterracialA couple disclaimers: This story is slow to develop. If you are looking of lots of kinky sex, it isn’t for you. There is sex, but it’s more about the mindset of the submissive than specific acts. I tried to avoid detailed descriptions of the people involved. I think everyone at some point had a crush on an older man/woman. To me it is more fun when you can imagine the person in the story is that person. Obviously I did have to at least give them genders. If they aren’t what you would...
Awakening by ariel emms (if you enjoy this story, please feel free to let me know or to distribute it to others)...and she collapsed to the floor, nearly unconscious, unable to speak in more than moans and nearly unable to control her limbs - and never to be the same again.________________________?Do we have to go now?? asked Ariel, in a mock-whine. She giggled. ?I only just got my pillow fluffed the way I like!? She was sitting next to Ayla, the taller woman’s arm around her shoulders,...
CHAPTER 5 – Boobs, Bikes & Bees Damian couldn't believe his good fortune. He'd gone his whole life and never had a girl pay him much attention...but those days appeared to be over. Just recently he'd had his cock smothered between a pair of beautiful, black tits, received a handjob from a woman nearly three times his age, shot more cum than he thought possible, and only the gods of boners and boobs knew what would be next. It was like a spell had been cast over Titwhistle Lane and he was...
Awakening By Hidden Friend Ó Josh’s mind was filled with erotic images as he slept, a strange woman knelt naked before him her mouth closed around his cock as her tongue explored the engorged and swollen purple head. He moaned in his dream and stirred in his sleep, it felt so real, he could feel the teeth brushing his cock shaft as the mouth slid up and down it. Mind fuddled with sleep he came awake, the sensations from his dream seeming to follow him. His body was caressed by cool air as he ...
IncestI didn’t think I would be writing about this anymore, but so much has happened to me since the last chapter, and a lot of people have asked what’s going on, so here goes nothing. Awakenings 1-4 will tell you how much my once simple life has changed, and how I went from a happily married young wife to someone with an almost unquenchable sex appetite. I could blame Randy, the man who introduced me to that life-style, but I know it was completely my own fault. After my husband Stu called and...
I suggest you read Jennifer’s World, Awakenings, Ch.1 before reading this, if you have not already done so (for continuity). This chapter, and the next, are simply titled Awakenings for descriptive brevity asked for by Literotica. Other than that, enjoy! *************** Jennifer was beside herself. She just had the most powerful orgasm of her life, she made another woman come, and now she was about to find out what it would be like with a man! Eric closed the door behind him. ‘It’s a good...
The Captain read the reports with tight lips. He had counted at least30 bodies or what was left of them. Thank god Tahir had rescued half of those left but the body count was starting to mount. Washington wasn't that pleased but after the horror stories of those he had rescued they weren't that unhappy now. Tahir wasn't that pleased either, still perplexed at Natasha's words he was wondering what in the hell was going on. Reaching out he found Natasha wondering if she could talk now....
Romotine paced the room his anger apparent from the many destroyed things around him. He had tried the doctor for over an hour then had gone to his place. They hadn't found anything to suggest a struggle, robbery, nothing. Damn it! Without the doctor, there was no way he could recruit those they had captured. Sitting with a thud he stared at the wall trying to think of something. He had been there an hour when he remembered that Natasha was also a doctor, why the hell hadn't he thought of...
Rebecca and Steven fucked a lot over the next several weeks and months after they decided to try for a baby. A lot. Marin usually left Rebecca alone when Steven was around, given their uneasy truce. But Marin had also explained, in her own otherworldly demon way, that she still needed to feed. It would be too dangerous for Rebecca to only have sex with Steven. Marin would only be able to hold herself back for so long before she slipped. And too many slips, and Steven wouldn't survive. At least...
HardcoreThe following morning, Miranda smiled with content as Clarissa and the ladies led her into a plush lounge which looked out onto a larger room through a two way mirror. There, on a bed at it’s centre, lay the trussed and naked form of Lee Baker. Clarissa had her recline on a soft leather sofa while the redheaded Mimi brought a hooded male in on a leash, having him kneel his otherwise naked body next to the younger woman as she handed her the leash. Clarissa turned the male’s head to look out...
Miranda’s dominance and confidence evolved so naturally with every day she spent with the mature women, and the attention shown her by the absolute subservience of Parker, had her warm to that lifestyle, as though her previously timid persona had never existed. Her cunt saw the regular service of his tongue between her broad thighs, and his tears induced by the application of her cane to his flesh, became routine ... but the erotic novelty of it never wained, in fact it simply honed her...