t face="Times New Roman">Our home was small by any standard, two bedrooms that were cracker boxes and a family den and kitchen, the bathroom our only luxury also housed the water tank and washer.  The dryer was in the cellar, a clothes line or outside in summer.  We had a television so small we had to sit close or miss it and being that this was early in the seventies we only got 2 channels. 

 

I spent the summer doing chores alone.  There was no baby sitter no need for one, by the time I reach thirteen, I could cook, clean, sew, wash clothes, do the yard work and tend our small garden.  I was sort of trusted and left alone, and that is when things happened.

 

I was small for my age, only 5’ tall and less than 90 pounds, a hairless body cursed by mom’s side of the family and small cock.  My short blonde hair was home cut and styled by mom, and my eyes of blue came from here as well.  My horny nature also came from her, but to her credit she never showed it to me without booze first.

 

Several times early that spring she had stripped herself late in the evening and sat playing with her 40D jugs while she thought I was asleep.  I would peek out from the bedroom door and watch her fondle herself in the rocking chair.  A few times when she got really drunk, usually on Saturday nights, she wound up in bed with me.  Her naked body lay holing me from behind and once she even fondled me while I pretended to sleep.  She would wake up the next morning with a headache and always asking if she did something wrong.  If not for my ability to bend the truth she would have felt worse.

 

Then one sunny morning after I had completely finished all my chores, I decided to go hiking in the woods.  I was barefoot and shirtless; wearing only an old purple pair of my mom’s funny looking shorts she had given me.  She didn’t believe in wasting anything and since they could fit me, she made me wear them.  I really didn’t mind it back then, as I could care less about clothes, most of the time when I was alone like this I was naked anyway.

 

That particular sunny morning as my small tanned body skipped along the wooded trail, I by accident came upon a new pathway.  I was trampling along when I stumbled over a tree root and slid forward at an angle that showed me a trail down below the ridge I was on.  I had never been on it and thought I should explore it.  I mean I our house sat almost two miles from anyone, and the closest person to being my age or younger than sixty was five miles further.  Most people said that no one but rabbits lived near us.  So I made my way down the trail and followed it until I reach a small brook.  It was more than half a mile from our house when I felt a cool breeze.  This was odd since in early June the temperature is always above eighty.  I followed the coolness and it was like a stream of air above the water and it led me to an opening like a miniature waterfall or small cavern.  So I peered in and saw little to frighten me and I hoisted myself up on the slabs on rocks under it and wiggled my way inside to find it was hiding a massive dwelling.

 

I was almost silly enough back then to think that this was a natural thing.  That is until I found steps leading up and followed them slowly.  They were stone carved at first.  Cold wet and almost pitch black as the further I went up the dimmer the light of the opening became.

 

I found sort of a flat perch that was big enough for me to fit on completely and stood up and looked down and around.  I had counted twenty-eight steps up that was pretty tall for me, the almost faint white opening yielded little help in revealing the size of the place as I could still not make the ceiling or top out, nor could I see where the stairs led me.

 

As I fumbled around looking, I started to get horny as was my custom on any given day.  I felt like yanking my pants down, but I wanted to be sure I was safe first, yet there was something oddly drawing me to do it without being sure and suddenly I found myself strip the purple pants off and throw them up in the air and watch them as they fell almost down to the opening.  My cock was small but all four inches were hard as steel.  My nipples were so tender and sensitive and I think it was suppose to be that when I felt of my body I got so horny that I wanted to jerk off.  I fell back on the cold wet smooth stones and began to stroke my cock and caress my nipples.  When I felt my own desires building quickly I had the wildest desire to cry out for someone to take me. 

 

In a shuttering voice tipped with sexual tones I screamed out, “Can anyone help me?  Can anyone help me cum?”  The sound of my voice echoed and as it did I felt myself release and to my true surprise I had a desire to taste it all.  I jacked it off on my belly and then used my fingers to scoop it to my mouth and as I tasted my salty cream I liked it.  I liked it so much so that the brawny taste of it was more of an attractant than anything else.  The last drop of my sperm was captured and fed to me by my own hand before I could think of a reason not to do it. 

 

I turned on my side and sort of looked up into the darkness and fiddled around with my ass for a moment before I felt a calling inside me.  It was a craving and a direction to me to come up higher.  So I crawled at first up the steps and after another twenty-eight I found myself now in the pitch black alone and on another flat pedestal like landing.  This time I could feel walls of cold wet stone on both sides and a cold breeze from below came to meet me.  I stood up and looked down and saw absolutely nothing but darkness.  So as I inches further up the stones I felt a wooden plank and then another wooden step and I marched slowly up them until I rammed my head into a wooden door. 

 

I had to feel my way to the handle and then shove with all my might to open it, but finally I managed to do so, and what was truly eerie is I kept getting this haunting desire to venture on.  The door opened and revealed a shadowy cow web lined room that was filled with junk and broken furniture.  There was a faint glow of the sun from the cracks along the top of the wall on one side that slightly lit the room.  As I began to stand I found that a pair of steps was nearly twenty feet from me and they led up to another door.  I followed them and it opened into an old rundown house.  The house had been abandoned for years.  The dirt and filth on the floor and the spider webs that were there looked untouched by time.  I found a broom and began to sweep away the webs and some of the garbage on the floor as I exited from the hallway into what at one time must have been the main entrance.  The ceiling now shabby was raised twenty feet high and the decaying staircase that swirled upward crumbled and as I spied around, it seemed this place was once a mansion.  If that was so how come I never heard of it?  No one had and when I found the main door and opened it, I realized why.

 

The front of the house opened into the heart of the woods.  A small overgrown path led into the dense thickets and huge pine trees as I spied into it.  I turned and looked back to see how large it was and as moved along the front porch I could see the trees and the dense foliage and nothing more.  I moved out a few feet from the overhang and gazed up to see the patchy white sky haloed by tress on all sides.  Then as I moved a bit further back I found the remains of an old sign, it read “Posted No Trespassing.  This House Condemned by Order of the US Marshall’s Office.”

 

Then a shock greeted my eyes, as the date on it was “November 5^th 1901.”  Then I realized where I was and what I had stumbled upon.  A legend that had been told for many years said that an old civil war mansion once stood on Crow Ridge and that the owner was a murder and had killed many children in the town before the Marshall dragged him away in chains and hung him in the courtyard in town.  It was said the place was haunted and bedeviled.  It was also said that no one ever found it and though many tried some who may have found this place, never came back.

 

I began to panic and started back in the house and heading back the way I had come out.  I was still totally naked and never seemed to notice until I reach the staircase and felt the desires inside me swell instantly.  It froze me in mid step and made me look up at the once grand house and as I did I felt called to walk up the steps to the next floor.  My aching body was throbbing with a tingling desire that I can only describe as wanton lust.  As if inside I knew something pleasurable was near and desired it, or maybe I knew it desired me.

 

With each step I felt my cock harden more and erect nipples tingled madly and as I side stepped the bad sections of the staircase my ass touched the decaying wooden rails and it sent waves of joy through me.  I could feel my heart race as I neared the final steps and when I lunged over the last hurdle and was sent sprawling face forward to the ground it felt like waves of sexual lust washed over me. 

 

I crawled like a dog on my hands and knees towards the dimly lit hallway that led along the way of the second floor.  I was craving in a way I could not understand, the most of knew of sex was limited to a few petting’s or my own hands.  Now I desired something I had not seen or felt, I desired to be fucked in many ways.

 

I felt as if I had been born to tread this path and as I neared a semi open room, I found myself cooing and sighing.  I crawled through the half open door and found a bedroom long since worn away.  A dresser covered in dirt and dust was t my right and large canopy bed with the clothe worn away by time was there in front of me.  I slid slowly upon it and as the dusty mattress released its long covering into the air I felt gnawing inside me for sex like never before.

 

I began to beg outwardly and loudly, “I am here come and take me!  I am here ready for you.   Take this body now and do all that I desire.”

 

Suddenly from the darkness a figure of a man dressed in a fancy suit veered from the shadows into the light.  His face pale and his hair gray and his eyes blood shot and black starred into my soul and as he moved around me his wrinkled rough hands slid along my back and sides and to my ass.  I turned to look in his eyes at the moment he turned and took both hands to latch on my ass.  As if it were all a dream I felt his cock large and powerful enter me harshly sending a pleasurable and painful sensation through me.  I groaned aloud and almost cried out as his cock thrust deeper inside me and then retracted and reentered over and over.  His gaze held my eyes and as I watched him fuck me I begged of him to do more.

 

He said not a word but as his heated thruster began to form up a pattern and become quicker, I began to flutter my eyes when I reopened them he had vanished but his body was still in me.  I could not see him but I could feel it and was in ecstasy at the moment of climax.  My attacker did not stop after his swelling rush of liquid but rather kept on taking my ass again and again and again.  I lost all interest in time, and as he banged me harder and more often I felt a gushing from my own cock as I came.  My dick unloaded on me and the bed, and I managed to work a hand to capture some of it for my own tasting. 

 

Several more thrust of me made my own cock tingle and grow again and as he exploded for a fourth time I felt my own cock begin to pulse and seconds later a second wave erupted this time splashing me under my chin and on my chest more than the bed.  Once more I fingered it into my own mouth and after I had taken in all of it he came a fifth time.  Then he began to really get serious fucking me.  I was being rocked back and forth when all of a sudden I was lifted in mid thrust off the bed and held above it and the floor as I felt his cock deepen even more in me.  My arms flapped as did my head from the power behind my attacker’s sexual tryst with me.  When his now red hot cock began to swell once more I felt myself screaming for him to cum in my ass, which he did in such a violent way that I felt it flow as I was being bashed in mid air.  Suddenly I was tossed backwards and throw the air coming down hard on the wooden floor. 

 

The force of the action knocked me out and all I know is that when I awoke the room was black as midnight and coldly silent.  I wobbled up and being a bit woozy stumbled back towards the bed and then after resting face down for a second I began to try to see if he were near me.

 

A tingling sensation came over me just then and though it was dark, I could sense someone near me.  I took it that it was the man from before and reach out to touch him, but what I felt was cold almost stone like features and skin.  I cried out, “Are you him?”

 

In the darkness of the room a voice returned, “We are they who came before you, many are we and desire you we do.  We will see to your needs afterwards.”

 

Suddenly hands covered my entire body and I felt myself lifted and touched and fondled and tormented all at the same time.  My cock twisted madly in a painful direction and my balls were squeezed to where I ached as my nipples were gnawed by cold sharp teeth and mouths.  I felt claws grip my wrist and ankles and hands with cold fingers take my thighs and open me wide.  A mouth met mine for a second then a cock my first came popping me.  I could feel its icy cold silky tip on my lips as it was shoved in and when a hand took my head I found what it means to be face fucked.  Then came one in my ass that large and cold and it was more of pain to take in than before, yet as this event unfolded I began to grow needful of more.

 

I felt as if I drifted across the room and all through the house.  I was floating and fucking at the same time and in the pitch darkness I could see nothing at all.  The orgy of my body went until I felt ten different entries into my ass and twice that in my mouth.  Each was a different presence that I could tell, and each wet for a very long time.  When the last cock had exploded in my ass I was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

 

I awoke in darkness and cold and the surface I felt was stone not wood.  I felt around and could sense steps and slowly I crawled along them downward and it was if I were being driven to do so.  Inside my heart I wanted more, but something was sending me away at that moment.  It took me such a very long time to reach the basin and see the half moonlit night.  I struggled to find the opening and I left naked flopping out and into the cool water.  I splashed in it by mistake and then on purpose as I slowly worked my way back home. 

 

It took me until the first light of dawn to reach my house.  When I did I found it dark and uninviting so I entered quietly through the back door and made my way to my bed.  I was almost crawled up in it when my mother turned over to spy me.  She was in my bed naked, drunk and looking very horny as I crawled up beside her.  She turned over and blurted out, “You finally come home from your day of playing?”

 

I sort of snuggled my cold damp body next to her for a second which woke her a bit more.  Then I cooed out, “Sorry I was late mom, I had a big day.”

 

Yes she was drunk and maybe even a bit more than normal, but suddenly her eyes lit up as the first light of day peaked in my curtain and said, “Wow you must be glad to see me or is that your thumb in my ass?”

 

I didn’t realize I was still hard, and I had been that way almost all day.  I felt her soft ass cheeks flow along my cock head as I replied, “Well you do look real pretty mom.”

She turned over and as her mouth opened mine was drawn or should I say pulled to it and a second later my cock entered her pussy fully.  I fucked her until the alarm rang, and came in her twice.  She was so hot afterwards that she called in sick and then took me to the tub to bathe and then fuck her again.  Along about noon she pulled me out the back door and onto the soft warm grass in the back yard and told me, “I want you to mount me and ride me like a horse.”

 

When I did it this was the first time I saw her as more than my mom, I almost wanted her as my wife at times during that wild sexual session.  Then after I came in her I knew why it had happened.  I felt the desire to return with her to the house in the woods. 

 

As she sucked my dick clean I began to plan how I would lure her there.  If you want to hear more, you’ll have to wait.

 

 

lond hair blue eyes and an upside down pentagram on a
chain around his neck. He said hello.
Joan: said im Joan a news reporter from ch.89 and I wanted to do a
story on this church.
He said welcome I am pleased to meet you my name is Natas I am the
priest here.
Joan: I would like to video tape a service here would that be a problem.
Natas: Not at all we don't have anything to hide, we are so
misunderstood in the public eye people lie about us but don't even
know us.
Joan: said is it true you have sex, do drugs, drink and invoke demons?
Natas: yes. Why is that wrong? Why would god create us with these
desires if they are wrong? Surely, god would not create something it
did not like.
Joan: but the bible says it is a sin.
Natas: we do not follow the bible we follow my teachings. If you want
people who follow the bible, you will not find them here. Get ready to
video our service and report it I must get ready. I will talk to you
more later ok.
Joan: ok.
Natas left and went in another room. Joan thought `that sure is a
friendly man he's not what I expected at all' she set up the camera
and sat in a chair.
People in black robes started putting black candles in a circle and
standing around it.
Natas said:
Our father Satan who is in hell holy is your name
Your kingdom is here on earth your will be done
On earth as in hell, give us this day what we desire and need.
Lead us into temptation and deliver us to the evil one.
For yours is the kingdom the power and glory
All hail Satan.
Followers: hail Satan!
Natas: `now for the satanic supper' he carried a basket of beer
bottles around and said drink. They grabbed the beers. Natas then
carried a basket of drugs and cigarettes he said
Smoke, snort and inhale what ever it is that you desire to do.
Natas: said let the orgies begin!
A portal of fire circled around the floor and demons came out from it
they were in the forms of beautiful naked people. The poured beer down
their bodies and said drink of me.
One was a woman she poured beer down her breasts. A follower grabbed
her, started licking her breasts, putting his finger up her pussy, and
stroked it. She moaned ahhh faster! He moved faster and faster.
Another went to two men and said you both share me. One man grabbed
her, laid her on the table spread her legs, and started pounding her
pussy. Another stuck his dick in her mouth and she started sucking.
A male went to a woman follower, reached under her robe, and stick his
middle finger up her pussy. While rubbing her ass with the other hand
she yelled aaah take me take me now!!!!!!
A woman went to another woman and opened her robe and poured beer down
her body and slowly grabbed her and licked up and down her body. The
follower said do you have a dildo. The woman said yes, then laid her
on the floor and stuck it up her pussy thrusting it hard as she could.
A man went to another man and lifted his robe and stroked his back
till he bent over. Her thrust his dick in his ass, reached around, and
stroked his dick.
A group of demons saw Joan one said look at that reporter she's
judging us lets give her something worth judging!
They surrounded Joan in a demon form black wings, fangs, horns and
fiery flesh.
Joan curled up in a corner crying loudly and yelled please leave me alone!
The demons grabbed her arms and legs and picked her up. Joan screamed
and pleaded please I do not want to do this! They tied her arms and
legs to a table in a room by itself.
Natas wondered were Joan? He asked a follower. She said some demons
took her in that room over their she was screaming, shaking and crying
I do not think she really wanted to do whatever their doing.
Natas panicked and yelled OH FUCK! NO! He ran into the other room.
Natas saw the demons laughing at Joan.
natas said leave her alone!
One demon said we want to fuck her.
Natas said theirs plenty of whores outside to fuck why are you wanting
to rape this woman?
The demon said she is judging us.
Natas said and you think this will make her think better of us?
The demons lowered their heads in shame and left the room.
Natas undid the chains and held out his hand to Joan.
She got up she said thank you, I think I had better leave.
Natas said maybe you should stay in here a little while until the
orgies is over.
Natas hugged her as she cried into his robe then she dried her face.
Natas said I know I am not the kind of priest you are used to telling
your problems to but I will try to help you the best I can. Tell me
how you feel.
Joan said I do not know part of me was scared to death of them demons
but part of me wanted to be the demon poring beer on her self and
having people fuck here it looked like she enjoyed it.
Natas: hmm I see well you were scared cause of the way the demons I
sent away was treating you because you did not know what they was
going to do. Me and you are here by ourselves and I am not going to
hurt you lets take it slow and you go with your feelings if you want
to stop just tell me and I will stop.
Natas hugged Joan and rubbed her back slowly he gently put his lips to
hers and kissed.
Then he slowly rubbed down to her butt.
She grabbed his arm.
He said ok hold my hands and guide them so you feel you have control.
he unbuttoned her shirt and slowly kissed on her neck.
She put his hands under her breasts.
He held on breast and started gently licking the nipple then held the
other one and licked it gently.
He bent down, rubbed his hands up and down her waist, and licked her skin.
Natas: I got some beer you want me to wash you.
Joan: yes I do
He poured beer down over her breasts and slowly licked it off.
Joan: mmm feels good.
She guided his hands to her pants button.
He unbuttoned her pants and took them off then the shirt and panties.
He said how is being naked feel.
Joan: it feels strange but natural.
He poured beer over her body and gently rubbed her belly.
He kissed her head then her boobs sucking on then licked her belly.
She put his hand on her leg.
He slowly rubbed her leg then licking it then the other leg.
Joan lied down and put his hand over her pussy.
He curled his hand around it and gently stuck his middle finger in and
out of it,
Joan said ahhhh! That feels so good!
She put her hand on his mouth and spread her legs.
He bent down and slowly licked the inside of her pussy and put her
legs on his shoulders.
She jerked and said I am ready.
Natas: you ready to fuck.
Joan said yes I am.
He unzipped his pants and slowly put his dick in going in and out.
She said go faster.
He pumped faster and faster.
She yelled ohhhhh yes yes!
She finally said iv had about enough.
He lay beside her and gently kissed her.
She said that is the best sex I have ever had.
Im glad you came in here.
She said I guess we better get on with the interview.
They put their clothes on.
She said what is your full name?
He said my name is said backwards if I said it forward, it may scare you.
Joan: Satan is your name.
Natas: Yes, I am Satan called daemon, Lucifer, Beelzebub, prince of
darkness and all other dark gods' names.
Joan trembled and said so you are Satan?
Natas: yes I don't mean to scare you its just who I am.
Joan: but you don't look like Satan?
Natas: I am in human form
Joan said prove it.
Natas said all right.
Black smoke surrounded him and horns grew out of his head, his eyes
turned to flames, his skin turned to the color of burning iron, big
black wings sprouted from his back, claws came out of his hands and
feet, and a pointed tail came out his back.
Joan yelled it is you!
Natas said do not be afraid I did not show you this to scare you. Im
the same nice friendly person you just got threw sleeping with.
Joan: but you do not act like what I have heard of Satan.
Natas: nothing ever is as you heard it was. What else would you like
to know?
Joan: why were you kicked out of heaven?
Natas: I got tired of god making me a slave he is a slave master so
some angels and me ran. We also taught humans to think for themselves
obviously god don't like that.
Joan: I think I will cancel this interview who'd believe me.
Natas: don't say anything but what I have told you that way I look
like the nut. Im used to people thinking im nuts hell it goes with the
job.
Joan: I will see you again sometime but I need to go. goodbye
Natas said ok goodbye and snapped his fingers and she appeared in her
house.
later
Joan decides to quit her job as a reporter and joins the church of natas
Have you found Satan?
He wants to wash you with beer and if you will let him he will fuck you.
He wants to free you from the shackles of Christianity and help you be
your true self and go with your feelings.

es Nick's family. Cried and sobs could be heard as the priest said his prayers. Courtney didn't cry. She was all out of tears. She recalls a few days before when she was given the awful news. She cried day and night almost nonstop. Being in college, she got an excuse from her professors to stay away from class for at least a week. Luckily she lived alone otherwise living with a roommate like she did last year would have killed her. She needed time alone. After the funeral, Courtney decided to head home. Jeff watched her leave in her car and waved to her. She was beautiful, he had to admit. Her hair was long, blonde and silky. Her eyes were a baby blue and her skin light. Her rosy cheeks, perfect eyebrows and pouty lips alone could make any guy fall for her. She was very petite and short standing at only 5'2". Jeff had fallen hard for Courtney ever since he first met her. He still recalled Nick introducing them 2 years ago. Courtney was sweet, sensitive, smart, sexy and witty. What else could a guy what? She was perfect. His dream girl, but he had to stay away. No way on earth would he ever let a girl come between his friendship. He recalled watching Nick and Courtney kissing and he watched. He watched how his best friend slid his hand up and down Courtney's beautiful hourglass shaped body. He'd gotten so hard that he just had to look away. Now Nick was gone, yet Jeff still felt like making a move on Courtney would be wrong. Lying in the bathtub, Courtney relaxed in a bubble bath. She'd been through hell that week with all the funeral things going on and trying to keep up with her schoolwork. She closed her eyes for a moment and could faintly hear Nick's voice humming to her as he used to when she took a bubble bath. He'd hum as he washed her neck and back. He used to tell her about his day and how much he loved her. It was the most wonderful time of her life. Now Nick was gone. It was time to begin life all over again. She wondered how long that would take her. ~One Year Later~ Nick slicked his brown hair back and his green eyes pierced at himself in the mirror. He had to admit he never looked better of felt better in his entire life. He recalled the accident and he still recalled Courtney his true love. She'd been the first girl he'd been with sexually and emotionally. And Jeff. He remembered his best friend in the whole world. A friend that had been his friend through thick and thin. A kind of friend that you could trust with your own life. He missed them both but often got to get a peak at them. He'd watched Courtney at school, when she slept and when she talked out loud as if she knew he was present. Jeff had done well in school despite his best friends death. Jeff's short black curly hair and dark deep blue eyes could make almost any girl swoon. He was charming, intelligent and very polite. Nick often wondered why Jeff never had a girlfriend. He said he was always too busy with school but Nick knew there had to be something else behind it all. "Courtney? Are you busy?" Courtney heard a deep masculine voice speaking to her. She looked up to see Jeff standing there holding his backpack. "Hey Jeff. No I'm just studying for my history exam. I swear if I don't pass this, I'll never graduate college." Jeff laughed. "You're smart Courtney you can do it. If you need any help I'm here." Courtney looked at Jeff's handsome face and smiled. "Thank you. They continued to talk and Nick sat near by listening. He noticed his best friend's eyes glowed as he stared at Courtney. Nick had never really noticed before. He always sensed Jeff might have a small crush on Courtney, not that he could blame him. He watched them converse for a while and then decided to disappear. Back in heaven, Nick sat quietly and looked around. He knew he shouldn't be watching Courtney or Jeff but something told him he had to. Something told him his job on Earth wasn't finished. * * * Jeff lay on his bed early the next morning and ran his hands down his body until he found his hard cock. He gripped it tightly and moaned quietly. He'd spent the entire day with Courtney the day before. He could still recall the smell of her perfume, the way she talked so softly, and the way she looked at him with her eyes glowing. He was in love. He'd fallen head over heels. He wanted to ask her out as more than just a friend but thought it was still too risky. Guilt swept over him thinking he'd still in some odd way be stealing his best friends girlfriend. He couldn't do that to Nick. Nick had been his best friend since they were children. Nick had been a friend you never forget. Jeff began to stroke his cock slowly as his mind filled with thoughts of Courtney's pretty face, little body, and long tanned legs. He'd accidentally touched her hand several times and each time, her touch alone would entice him. The way she smiled at him made his heart flutter. Courtney was his dream girl. "Hmmmgghhhh," Jeff moaned stroking his hard member faster now. He had a good tight grip on it and felt his veins pulsing and his balls swelling up full of cum ready to be released. He closed his eyes envisioning kissing Courtney softly on her pouty lips. His hands would roam her entire body touching every curve she had. He'd kiss her neck softy and lightly suck on it leaving her soft little red marks. His hands would move to her breasts as he caressed them over her top feeling her nipples harden underneath the fabric of her top. She'd moan softly into his ear and beg for more of his touch, beg for his cock... "Ahhhhh fuck!" Jeff cried out as he felt a long hard shot of sperm shooting out of his throbbing cock. The long ropes of warm cum shot out furiously. Jeff groaned and felt his toes curl. He lay in bed for a minute catching his breath and feeling his cock begin to soften in his cum covered hands. * * * Courtney woke up the next morning as looked out her window. She could see several of her classmates running outside, as it was their usual jogging time. She groaned not wanting to get out of bed. She wore nothing but a long nightshirt and soft pink cotton panties to bed. Her nightshirt was lifted up above her waist. Courtney looked up at the ceiling and smiled. "I miss you Nick. I miss you so much." She lifted her shirt up all the way exposing her small breasts. Her nipples were so hard and felt incredibly sensitive as she touched them. Her fingers ran gently over each breast giving her the sensation of wanting to masturbate. It'd been so long or at least it seemed like an eternity since she last had any kind of sexual pleasure. She remembered the last time she and Nick had sex. He'd been so gentle with her that night. He'd moved in and out of her so slowly at first letting her enjoy the feel of his cock inside of her. She remembered the look of love in his eyes as he began to move faster inside of her. She ran her hand all over his skin feeling him, so hot and sweaty. "Ooh God!" Courtney called out. One hand stayed on her breasts and the other moved down. She ran it passed her flat belly and it stopped once it was between her legs. She could feel her panties soaking wet. Her finger rubbed up and down over the cotton fabric where her clit is. She moaned softly and pushed her panties to the side. She spread her lips open and flicked her clit with her finger so fast. Her little body squirmed on the bed as she began to pleasure herself. "Oohhh Ahhrrrhhhhhh!" Her finger slid into her pussy. She could feel she was wet and so warm. Her juices seeped out coating her finger with her honey. Her finger slid in and out of her opening and so many thoughts ran through her mind. First Nick came to mind. His mouth between her legs and his wonderful lovemaking. But then, images of Jeff came to her mind. Courtney tried to fight it. She didn't want to think of Jeff. He was a friend that's all. Nothing but a dear true friend. "Mmmmgghhhh!" Courtney wailed as she thought more about Jeff. She loved the way he looked at her lately. She'd noticed his stares of admiration before Nick had passed away. She always blushed but never thought about Jeff in more than a friendly way. She was in love with Nick and Jeff was nothing but a friend. Ok so she had secretly thought about kissing Jeff. Maybe even letting him feel her breasts. Letting him run his hands down between her legs and fingering her. Making her moan loudly as he sucked on her nipples. They were just fantasies. Something she would never act upon, but Oh God he was gorgeous, she had to admit. Courtney felt her heart racing and her body tighten up as she began to climax. Her nipples got so big and her body trembled. "Mmmmmm Jeff!" She found herself blurting out his name. Nick knew what was going on. He knew he was in a better place, and Courtney was still on Earth and needed to be happy again. Jeff could make her happy. He had to find a way to make them both realize that they belonged together now. They both had a chance at love. * * * Jeff was studying for one of his anatomy exams on evening when he heard a noise outside his window. He took a peak outside and saw nothing but trees swaying from the hard wind. The sky looked dark and a sudden sound of thunder was heard. Jeff frowned. He had no idea it would rain that evening. He closed his window and his blinds. Heading back to his studying Jeff's eyes widened and his breath grew short. He stood there frozen as he looked at Nick standing before him. Nick grinned at his friend but Jeff was speechless. "Jeff?" Nick asked softly. Jeff still didn't respond. His heart was pounding so hard he swears he almost had a heart attack. It was either Nick's ghost or Jeff was hallucinating. He stepped back feeling so frightened. "Jeff, please talk to me. It's me Nick." Jeff was still dumbfounded. It had to be a dream! This wasn't real. Nick was dead. It was all his own imagination. Jeff gulped and took a deep breath. "N-nick?" Nick nodded. "Yes it's me. Please don't freak Jeff. I know I'm dead. I'm a ghost." "N-nick. I m-miss you!" Jeff stammered and had tears running down his handsome face. Nick felt tears swelling up in his eyes. "I know. I miss you too. And Courtney. Oh God I still love her." "Why are you here? I mean I'm glad you are here but..." Jeff's words trailed off. Nick walked closer to his friend. He put his arms around him and Jeff hugged his friend back. It felt almost like old times when they used to bond the way best friends should bond. Jeff couldn't feel Nick but he knew Nick could feel him. "Nick, Courtney still loves you. I know she does." Nick took a look at his friend. "And you love her don't you?" Jeff wanted to look away but he was afraid if he did, Nick would be gone. "Yes I do. I'm sorry." "You've always been in love with her haven't you?" Jeff nodded as he wiped his tears. "Yes. But I never did anything with her Nick. I swear! I'd never do that to you." Nick smiled. "I know you wouldn't. You're a true friend Jeff. I'm sorry I never got to tell you how much I appreciated your friendship when I was alive. I did. I still carry you and Courtney in my heart." Jeff stared at Nick in amazement. He hadn't realized how much he missed his best friend until that moment. "I'm glad you came to visit me. Are you going to be able to do that more often?" Nick shrugged. "I don't know. I guess I can. It's weird you know. I think I got these strange powers now. I can make myself disappear or appear whenever I want. I was going to appear for Courtney, but I had to talk to you first. Jeff I need you to make Courtney happy." Jeff looked shocked. "W-what? Me? What do you mean?" "You know what I mean. Jeff it's time you go on with life. I know you and Courtney are denying each other because of me. Well guess what? I'm gone! You two deserve one another. I mean I can't think of any other guy who could make Courtney as happy as you can. I trust you to take care of my girl Jeff. I love you both and you both mean so much to me. I need you two to take care of each other and love one another." Jeff looked uneasy. "Nick, she was your girl. I can't-" "That's right! She was my girl. But she isn't anymore. Life has changed and you have to change with it Jeff. I know you will make her happy. She needs you." Jeff smiled shyly. "I love her so much Nick. She's all I think about." "Yes I know you do. Please go to her." Jeff nodded. "No I can't. She probably doesn't feel the same way about me. I mean she was so in love with you." "Well she's going to find someone else eventually. I mean she's only 21. I don't think she's going to spend the rest of her life mourning over me right? So it's your chance Jeff to get the girl of our dreams." Jeff laughed quietly and hugged his friend again. "I love you man." "I love you too." Jeff sighed. "Ok now can you at least talk to Courtney too? She probably wants to see you again. It'll be such a treat for her." "I don't know if I can. I can try. I think I can only appear for some people." "She must be studying right now. She studies at the same time I do." "Yes she does." "Can you come with me? I'm so nervous." Nick winked. "Yup I sure can. I won't let you down Jeff." Jeff left his blue jeans on and changed into a black t-shirt and put on his boots. They both headed out to Courtney's apartment to see if Jeff and Courtney could admit their love for one another. * * * Courtney was frustrated over her chemistry homework. She lay on her bed in her long baby blue t-shirt that used to belong to Nick. Her blonde hair was hanging down and her long legs dangled off the bed. Knock! Knock! Courtney got startled. She raised her body up from the bed and realized it was almost nine that night. She wondered if it was Jeff. She hoped it would be. "Jeff!" Courtney's smile grew as she saw Jeff standing in front of her door. "Hey. Are you busy?" Jeff couldn't help but notice how beautiful she looked. "Not really just doing some chemistry. Come in." Jeff stepped in and Nick followed. Nick closed his eyes and hoped Courtney could see him, but no matter how hard he tried, Courtney didn't seem to see him there. Jeff looked at Nick nervously. He took a seat on Courtney's bed and she sat next to him." "So what's going on? What brings you here this time of night?" Jeff took a deep breath before speaking. "Well, I saw someone tonight. Someone you and I know." Courtney looked puzzled. "Who?" "Nick." Courtney stood up looking so angry. "Stop it Jeff. Stop playing like that. It's not funny." Jeff looked up at her. She looked shaky. "I'm not playing. Courtney it's true. I saw him. I even talked to him." "Jeff, have you been drinking?" "No. You know I don't drink. Courtney please listen to me." "I've heard enough. Jeff I hate to be rude but please leave." "No Courtney please, listen to me." "I said leave!" Courtney's bottom lip trembled as she was beginning to cry. Jeff stood up and tried to touch Courtney's shoulder. She moved away from him and tears rolled down her face. "Courtney he's here in the room with us right now as we speak." Courtney sobbed. "Why are you doing this to me? Jeff please stop talking this nonsense!" Nick watched as his friend struggled to tell Courtney about his appearance. Nick took a deep breath and wished. He wished hard and suddenly felt as if he was fading away. Jeff was about to speak, when suddenly he felt his breath go short and his body tremble. Courtney looked scared. "Jeff? Are you OK?" Jeff didn't respond. He just kept shaking for a moment and then fell on the floor on his knees. Courtney rushed to him trying to help him out. "Jeff please talk to me. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be that way with you. Jeff!" Jeff looked up at her finally but it wasn't Jeff. It was Nick. Nick was inside Jeff's body now. Courtney looked into Jeff's eyes but realized there was something different. It was something so familiar. She held Jeff's hands in hers and felt that touch. The touch that used to make her get so excited. It was Nick's touch. "Jeff? Nick?" Courtney asked confused. "It's me babe. It's Nick." Nick nodded. "Yes it is. I've missed you so much. I love you Courtney." Courtney was confused. She slowly walked to Jeff and put her hand on his face. Jeff put his arms around her and even though it was Jeff hugging her, she could feel Nick's touch. "I can't believe it's you. This has to be a dream." Nick laughed. "It's not." Courtney began to cry and she held Nick and Jeff at the same time. "I love you Nick. I love you so much. I miss you." "I miss you too. You know I still love you and I always will." Courtney felt him cup her chin and make her look up at him. She saw Jeff's face but still felt Nick's presence. "Jeff loves you too you know that? He loves you more than just a friend. Please give him a chance." Courtney wanted to protest, but she couldn't. She was very fond of Jeff. How could she not be? He was kind, gentle, smart, and sweet. He was now her best friend. Someone you could trust your life with. She had to admit she loved Jeff too. There had been so many times she thought about him sexually and emotionally. He was the best thing that she had ever since Nick. "B-but he's your best friend. Isn't that wrong?" Nick nodded. "No it's not. It's very right. I want you to be happy and I want Jeff to be happy. The only way that'll happen is if you two admit that you love one another and want to be with each other. Courtney life is too short for you to be depriving yourself of true love." Courtney bit her lower lip and blushed. "I do like Jeff. No, I love Jeff. I love him so much." It felt good to admit that. Nick felt his heart flutter with happiness. Finally his best friend and his girl would be together. They'd be able to enjoy each other for a long time to come. Maybe even for eternity. Nick leaned down to kiss Courtney's lips. He'd missed her kisses. The way she always kissed so softly and the way her tongue used to slide with his. Courtney's toes curled as she kissed Jeff's lips but felt Nick's kiss. It was so exciting and emotional. Tears ran down harder on her pretty face. Her heart raced and Nick began to slowly lift up her shirt. It's been his t-shirt. His brother had gotten it for him one Christmas, but it was too large. He gave it to Courtney since she woke up one morning and slipped it on after they had made love for the first time. She walked around in it making him want her more. She modeled it for him and he never forgot that moment. He never would. She still wore the shirt that brought so many sweet memories back. He knew even though she loved Jeff, that he would always have a special place in her heart. Courtney felt the shirt being lifted up her body. She raised her arms letting Nick take it off. She stood there topless; wearing only her bikini cut baby blue lace panties. Nick began to drool He hadn't forgotten how gorgeous she looked half naked and even more beautiful completely naked. "I have to go Courtney," Nick said touching her face. Courtney opened her eyes and knew this was right. "I know. I will always think of you. I will see you someday in heaven." Nick felt like crying. "Yes you will. Until then, Jeff will take care of you. He'll love you as much as I did." Courtney closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Goodbye Nick. Goodbye. I love you." Nick kissed her lips softly. "I'll always love you. Goodbye my love." Jeff saw the world spinning for a moment and felt dizzy. He vision blurred and then he opened to his eyes. His jaw dropped as Courtney stood there topless smiling at him. "Courtney, y-your so... wow... so..." Courtney moved towards him and put her arms around him. "I love you Jeff. I slowly fallen in love with you." Her words touched Jeff's heart. "I love you too Courtney. I'm so in love with you. I've loved you since the first day I met you. You're an incredible woman." Courtney tiptoed and reached up to kiss Jeff. She could now distinguish the way Jeff's lips felt compared to Nick's. Their lips touched and parted. Their tongues made their way into each other's mouths. The kiss they shared was full of passion and love. Jeff felt his cock growing inside of his jeans. The more he kissed the girl of his dreams, the more he got hot. He ran his hands up and down her bare back and down to her buttocks. They felt so firm. He squeezed them gently with his hand and moved his mouth down to her neck. He licked and kissed her neck gently. His lips began to softly suck on it, leaving little red marks on Courtney's neck. Courtney moaned tenderly as she enjoyed her new lover's touch and kisses. Jeff moved lower and his mouth found Courtney's breasts. He took turns kissing each breast and once he came across to her nipples, he felt his mouth almost drool. He took one nipple into his mouth and sucked on it gently. Courtney threw her head back and moaned louder. Jeff's mouth felt so good sucking on her nipple and his tongue flicked it sending chills all over her body. "Mmmm more! Oh Jeff this feels so good!" Courtney purred. Jeff kept licking and sucking on Courtney's big pink hard nipples. He picked her little body up from the floor and carried her over to her bed. Courtney's body lay on the bed and she stared up at her lover. Jeff began to remove his shirt showing Courtney his hard chest and stomach. Courtney gulped, feeling mesmerized at his beautiful body. Jeff then leaned down to take off his boots and socks. He then unbuttoned his pants and looked down at Courtney who's eyes were filled with curiosity. His eyes trailed her almost naked body. She was an absolute goddess! Her skin was so soft and she carried a nice tan. Her tummy was flat and had a small silver naval ring. Nick had been so lucky to be with this beautiful woman almost every night. What man wouldn't be jealous? Courtney spread her legs teasing her new lover. She smiled up at him and he was almost speechless. Her baby blue panties were there, visible for his eyes to see. There was a little wet spot on them from Courtney's honey. "I'm so ready to be with you Courtney. I hope you don't think I'm going to fast, it's just that you are so irresistible. You don't know how many times I've dreamed about this." Jeff whispered as he leaned down grabbing both sides of Courtney's panties. Courtney lifted her hips off the bed inviting him to strip her down. Jeff moved Courtney's panties down her smooth legs and almost choked as he stared at her amazing little pussy. She was completely shaven and he couldn't wait to taste her to feel how baby smooth she was. He moved her body up and he dove down between her legs ready to taste just how sweet she really was. As his face got close to her pussy, he could already smell her feminine scent. It was incredibly intoxicating! He spread her soft pink lips open, and her little wet pink clit peaked out. He ran his tongue up and down on it very slowly feeling her get more wet and squirm on the bed. "Ooh lick me! Taste me Jeff!" Courtney implored. Jeff licked her faster now hearing her innocent moans and feeling her juices begin to drip down his lips. She tasted so delicious, just like he thought she would. His lips clamped on to her clit and he sucked on it hard making Courtney almost scream out in pleasure. He looked up at her and her eyes were closed and her mouth was open as she tried to gasp for air. Her body kept squirming from the intense pleasure. "I'm going to cum Jeff! Oh Goddddd!" Courtney exclaimed. Jeff sucked her clit harder now and felt her tense up. He slid a finger inside of her and could feel her pussy clasp it. She bit her lower lip and began to moan loudly. "Oohhh Jeff! Mmmgghhhhhhh!" Jeff felt her warm honey oozing out of her and into his mouth. Her taste was absolutely delicious. She came for what seemed to be an eternity until Jeff felt her body slowly get back at ease. Her breathing was still heavy. He watched her chest heave up and down and her nipples were engorged. Jeff parted his lips letting Courtney's clit slip out slowly. He made his way up kissing her body. She smelled so wonderful. Once his made his way wall the way up her body his lips met with hers. They shared her taste in their kiss. Courtney moaned into their kiss. "You taste so delicious!" Jeff groaned. Courtney looked into his eyes. "I love you. It feels good to finally be able to tell you." Jeff felt his whole body get excited. "I love you too. I love you so much!" "Make love to me Jeff," Courtney begged. Jeff kissed her lips softly and stood up to remove his boxers. Courtney raised herself up on her shoulders to look at her new lover's cock. She wondered what he had to offer her. Jeff slide down his boxers and Courtney gasped. Jeff's cock stood up straight and so hard. He was a nice size about seven inches long or so. Nice thick mushroom head dripping with precum. Courtney wondered what he would feel like inside of her. She'd only had one lover, that had been Nick, but now she was ready to experience love once again. Jeff moved to the bed once again and climbed on top of Courtney. She looked up at him and put her hands on his shoulders as he positioned himself. Jeff hadn't had sex in such a long time. It'd been well over a year. He couldn't wait to be inside his dream girl. The girl he'd secretly fantasized about for two years. "I've dreamed about this moment Courtney. Now you're letting me have this and I can't believe it. It's like a dream come true. Tell me I'm not dreaming." Courtney smiled. "You're not dreaming. This is so real. You and I making love is going to be so real." Jeff had never been more excited or turned on by any other female in his entire youth. He grabbed his throbbing cock and began to poke at Courtney's tight opening. Jeff groaned and felt his cock slowly being swallowed up by Courtney's pussy. She felt so tight! His cock was being smothered by Courtney's lovely cunt. He kept sliding his cock in until every inch was buried inside of Courtney. Courtney shrilled in pure delight. Having a cock inside of her felt so incredible. It was like heaven all over again. He felt different than Nick. They both had their own way of making love. She was learning Jeff's way now. Courtney put her legs around Jeff's waist pulling him closer to her. "I feel you so deep inside of me Jeff. You feel sooo good! Oooh yes!" Jeff began to move in and out of his dream girl. She wasn't a dream anymore. She was his now. He would take care of her just like his best friend had told him to. "Courtney, I love the way you feel! I can't believe I'm inside of you!" He kept pumping her and they both moaned in pleasure together. They had become one that night. They both felt so happy to finally be able to find love with one another. Jeff felt his balls swell up full of his cum ready to shoot out into the girl he loved with all of his heart. Courtney could feel his cock twitching inside of her and she knew he was about to cum. Nick's cock used to do the same thing before he exploded inside of her. Courtney felt a rush of excitement go through her entire body. She almost lifted her hips off the bed and then it happened. She was climaxing. She was cumming on Jeff's cock. "Ooh Jeff! I'm cumming! I'm... c-cumming!" Jeff felt Courtney tense up and his cock couldn't take it anymore. "I'm cumming with you love. Oh Courtney feel my seed!" "I feel it! Oh God!" Courtney was in bliss. Jeff stared into Courtney's eyes as they both came together. It was a beautiful moment. A moment one does not ever forget. Courtney felt her pussy being flooded by her lover's cum. It was so warm and spurting out so hard inside of her. They were both breathing so hard enjoying each other. After cumming, Jeff slide out of Courtney's pussy and lay next to her. He stroked her hair and touched her face. She was an angel. His angel. "It's strange how some things happen for a reason huh?" Courtney asked softly. Jeff nodded. "Yes it is. It was so hard when we lost Nick but now look at us. I know Nick is happy for us too." "I am happy for you. I'm so happy for you both," Nick said out loud but Courtney and Jeff could not hear. They were basking in their own happiness. Nick took one last look the lovely couple and disappeared. He'd always watch over them and make sure Jeff would treat Courtney right. The way she deserved to be treated. The way he would have if he'd still been alive. The End Courtney stepped back again and her heart pounded. It felt like a dream. Maybe it was a dream, but it felt so real! Was Nick trapped inside of Jeff's body? Had he come down from heaven to talk to her? "I don't believe it! Nick! Is that really you?"

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Sal picked up the wall phone on the second ring and tucked it under her chin.

 

“Hello.” Her hands were covered in flour and a stray lock of hair got pushed back with her wrist.

 

“I know what you did last summer.” The heavily disguised voice announced through the earpiece.

 

“Josh! Hi how are you? Where are you?” Her pleasure at hearing his voice was evident in the immediate flush to her cheeks and breathlessness he always caused.

 

“Hi-ya Sal; I’m downtown and around for a few days; Just wondered if you fancied a meet sometime over the next day or two. I still know what you did last summer though.” He laughed in his easy manner; oblivious of the effect he had on her.

 

“Well you should, it was your fault and you were there, you bastard!” She laughed a little nervously and felt a thrill travel the length of her spine in a shiver as the memory flooded back.

 

“I’d love to see you; Tomorrow?” She suddenly knew a desperation that he would say yes.

 

“I’ll pick you up at seven. Keep it moist until then babe.” He dropped the receiver and the line went dead with a brrrrrr.

 

Sal replaced the handset and returned to pressing out the ginger bread men and placing them on a baking tray. Her concentration was shattered after the call, but somehow, she managed to bake the cookies for her charges at Kindergarten where she taught the four to five year olds.

 

Later that same night, she trawled through her wardrobe, tossing clothing over the bed in dismissive piles. After almost emptying the cupboard and rejecting everything, she sat back on her haunches and sighed. A long overdue shopping trip was going to have to ensue if she was to make the impression she hoped. Since his call earlier in the evening, she had flitted and flapped, unable to settle on anything. She blamed his not saying where they would go for her inability to do very much constructively, but in truth, her heart was fluttering in her chest and it was likely she would wear out the batteries in her vibe tonight, but before she could relax with her pacifier, she had to think of what to wear.

 

If they were going out to dinner, then she could wear a simple black cocktail dress with a matching shoe and bag set. It could be a downtown joint, in which case jeans and a shirt would be ideal. It occurred to her that she could call him, but then she remembered that he wasn’t at home, he was in town and staying at any one of the hundreds of hotels. She got as far as dialling the number recall on her phone, but the only information it gave was number withheld.

 

“Shit!” She spat the word out like it was a particularly unsavoury chewing gum. “Shit! Shit! Shit and damn that man.” She at last, settled on a black cocktail dress, cut to the knee with a little lace trimming around the hem. Critically, she held up a pair of silver sling backs and matched them to a small purse.

 

She knew the dress fitted and accentuated her hourglass figure. The neckline was loose enough to hint at her beasts and show enough cleavage to attract a man’s attention.

 

“Let’s face it girl, she muttered to herself, you need a man and all’s fair blah blah.”

 

It had been eight years since Sal graduated from College. Eight years in her apartment and eight years looking for a man to rock her boat sufficiently to become something of a partner. She had had lovers, temporary boyfriends, but none seriously. These guys had varying sized egos and equipment; it seemed the larger the dick, the bigger the ego, the more of a pain in the ass, a proven equation. Sal had even dated guys of other races, but only one guy had lit her fuse and he had called this evening to make a date. Some of her conquests had managed to make her come, managed even, to get her to orgasm, those that could be bothered, but Josh had knocked her right off her feet. They had fucked like wild animals last summer and her body had responded in a way she hadn’t known was possible. What they had done could not be called making love, it was far too intense for that. It had in truth, been rutting, in the purest sense; fucking themselves to a standstill. They hadn’t even really messed around with foreplay or the niceties of sex, it had just been groin-to-groin screwing in every conceivable position, all the way, like his cock was an umbilical chord; that suited her desperate need at the time.

 

Afterwards though, when the holiday was over, he had left her behind, she had been devastated, the overwhelming sexual charge was replaced by a feeling of bereavement. She had thought that this was it, her life partner had arrived, never to leave; she couldn’t understand why it hadn’t been the same for him.

 

Time to worry about the hair and of course the make-up if she was to make the impression she hoped to. The rummage though her bag of collected hues and colours left her wanting, but it would have to do.

 

Sal showered and flopped into bed, her thoughts crowding one on another and preventing sleep, until her fingers found her sex and then the buzz of her vibe did the rest. She slept with her drying hair in rollers.

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Josh put down the phone and lay back against the headboard of hotel bed. His room was like any other of the millions of hotel rooms, comfortable enough, clean, but lacking soul. He clicked off the TV with the remote, the sound had been down anyway and he had no interest in the soap running on channel 10.

 

His laptop running on the top of a sideboard announced that he had mail with a chirrup. It was nothing important and was quickly read then deleted. He checked his web site and answered a few enquiries about his newly launched software package. When would it be on the market, was it upgradeable, what did it do. Those kinds of enquiries all easily answered and killed.

 

He thought about Sal and wondered if she had changed in anyway. His mind’s eye recalled her body and, with difficulty, her face. He recalled the small brown moles on her right shoulder and the downy skin of her flattish stomach. Her smell would always be with him he thought and the way her body reacted to his touch was indelibly etched into his memory, but better yet was the memory of how she would come in a gushing torrent, screaming the place down while her sex ejaculated it’s golden stream.

 

They first met when he had been taking an enforced break. Two weeks by the sea, rest and recuperation from overworking and stress. Getting his baby over the final hurdle of marketing and completion had taken almost two years of incredibly hard work, after which, he was completely burned out. The soft ware package to revolutionise the accounting industry had nearly done for him, the money didn’t seem worth the chunks of his life he had invested into it. Now it was out there against the opposition, the users who bought the licence didn’t seem to have the intelligence or aptitude to really make the programme sing as he had designed it to do. It left him feeling somewhat deflated or disappointed in the end result, but knowing fundamentally, that it was the customer who failed to grasp the nuances of his work; Their loss.

 

During the latter stages of completion, Josh had become quite ill, his Doctor referred him on to a psychiatric consultant who had warned him; vacation for a couple of weeks or a permanent rest from a complete breakdown; his choice.

 

He had collided into Sal on the second or third day of his enforced break, literally knocking her off her feet as he blundered around a street corner. Her touch as she took his proffered hand to help her up, was electric and he instantly knew that he wanted to know her, body and soul.

 

Their first date had been okay, McDonalds and a drive in movie, and then they sat and watched the moon slide across the water of the bay, talking about their lives and introducing each other. She had a self-depreciating manner of telling her life history, it was infectious; Josh found himself playing down his accomplishments in sympathetic accordance.

 

He had taken her home to her rented apartment, drank the coffee and then, by mutual agreement, screwed both their brains out with little or no preamble. He remembered wondering how it hadn’t happened on the street corner or the drive through movie. The attraction and sexual chemistry between them was undeniable, neither of them denied the other. Thank God she had been taking the pill, because he would have knocked her up several times over, during the rest of their inseparable holiday.

 

Josh fell to sleeping, but had his hands tucked into his groin as he curled in a foetal position and dreamt of her. The sheets in the morning told of his restlessness and a familiar stain reported the rest.

 

Her day at Kindergarten dragged. Perhaps the kids picked up on her jittery inability to concentrate, or they sensed something in the wind, but even the normally quiet kids joined in the riot and cacophony of noise. It passed over her and she didn’t really notice until Anne from the next classroom popped her head in and asked if she could keep the noise down a bit.

 

“Sorry.” She said distractedly. “I’ll just kill them and have them for dinner.”

 

“Ha ha! See you at lunch.” Anne was just removing her head and shutting the door when she stopped and asked Sal.

 

“You okay?”

 

“Hmm? Oh! Yeah, I’m fine.” She waved in a shooing motion and Anne pulled the glass door to with a frown on her face.

 

The frown turned to total absorption when Sal told her about Josh and their holiday romance of last year. A little jealousy was also in evidence and when Sal brushed over the sexual episodes, more than a little flush crept into Anne’s features.

 

Anne had a husband, or rather, her husband owned Anne. Her devotion was misplaced, because he used her as a doormat. Sal and she had had several heart to heart conversations during their meal breaks; it was always Anne who ended up crying in misery. The irony wasn’t lost on Sal, she was the one without a man, but it was Anne who was the more miserable of the two friends.

 

“So what you gonna wear?” The question was an abrupt change of direction in the flow of conversation.

 

Sal described the cocktail dress she had planned on, but her very description and her lack of enthusiasm told her she would be out shopping on her way home; the cocktail dress was confined to the wardrobe until further notice. Anne offered to help her with the retail assault, but she wouldn’t be able to stay out long.

 

“Trevor will want his dinner and he gets grumpy if I’m late.” It was apparent that Anne dearly wanted to go with Sal to hit the shops by the animated way she used her hands to enforce her words.

 

“Screw that! No man is going to own me. I ain’t a feminist, but I am a person in my own right, not an extension of Mister Partner.” Her vehemence spat the words out. Sal’s recollection of how her father had ruled her mother sprang to the forefront of her mind

 

“Your man, Trevor, needs to get a job and start looking out for himself a bit. One day Anne, you are going to wake up and it will be the last day of your marriage.” She continued.

 

“I guess.” The shrug of her shoulders indicated her acceptance of her lot, at least for now.

 

After school, they hit the town and walked the Mall, stopping in several shops until they settled on a small independent store that sold exclusives. Anne suggested an off the shoulder printed chiffon that looked like oil on water, but Sal chose a plain, dusty pink silk A line dress, with a square cut dropped neck. It cost a small fortune, but when she tried it on and looked appraisingly in the mirror of the changing cubicle, decided it was worth every penny.

 

They coffee’d at one of the many new outlets that littered the mall, then went their separately ways to their respective homes. Anne, hurrying to prepare her husband’s dinner, hurrying because she was likely to be late, Trevor hated her being late; Sal, to pretty herself up and create a vision. She had every intention of knocking Josh off of his feet. Both of them hurried to satisfy the hungers of a man, but in very different ways.

 

She was ready by six thirty and spent the nervous minutes waiting by preening and touching up her make up. Her heart was fluttering in her breast and it felt like the butterflies in her stomach had hobnail boots on.

 

He was fashionably late; Ten minutes past seven; blaming the delay on traffic and the scarcity of a decent cab. Sal made him wait for a little while longer, ostensibly just finishing up, but in reality, sitting on her bed and shaking from head to toe in nervous anticipation of her evening ahead.

 

She had melted when the door chime announced his visit and then, almost jumped into his arms when she opened the door. He looked tanned and totally at ease. A complete contrast to what she was going through.

 

“Where do you want to eat?” His laconic question filtered into the bedroom. It got her moving and she joined him in the living room.

 

“I’m easy.”

 

“Well, looking like that, I guess we should find some class.” His compliment struck a chord in her privately egotistic home. They left her apartment arm in arm, down the quasi-ornate stair well to the street.

 

He hailed a cab and they ended up at an Italian restaurant that had been recommended by the driver. Luigi’s was far better then the name or the outside appearance suggested. After a very good meal and a couple of hours later, they emerged with handshakes and cheek kisses from Luigi, on to a damp pavement and cool air.

 

Conversation during dinner had flitted from subject to subject and had, for the most part, remained light. Until he mentioned the summer holiday and then, the whole evening became a prelude to the sex they knew was inevitable, the mood of the evening changed at that point, recharging the sexual energy passing between them.

 

“Shall we walk for a little while?” He asked and offered his arm like an old fashion gentleman might have to a crinoline dressed lady.

 

“Sal…” He started, but then stopped.

 

“Spit it out Josh. What’s on your mind?”

 

“When I first met you, I was knocked out by the way we fit together. It was like we knew each other for ever and the um… well you know, was out of this world. But, when the holiday was over and I had to finish getting my project out, I thought I would never see you again. I kinda thought that you would look at it as a holiday romance and nothing else. I couldn’t get you out of my mind for a long time.” He had stopped walking and turned to face her, see what her reaction would be.

 

She looked up into his eyes and smiled, then kissed his lips gently.

 

“You were more than a holiday romance and you know it.” She breathed between his lips. “Shall we go home?”

 

“I like the sound of that.” He stressed the word like.

 

“What?”

 

“I like the sound of that word when associated with you; Home, It has a ring to it.” Her already fluttering pulse quickened.

 

They caught a cab and arrived at her door some twenty minutes later.

 

“Drink?” She called from the sanctuary of her bedroom.

 

“I’m okay.” His disembodied voice filtered through the door.

 

Sal undressed quickly, carefully hanging the new dress on its hanger and throwing a robe over her semi-nakedness. Josh had obviously found the hi-fi, music; she could hear something soft playing.

 

He was sitting, relaxed and at ease on the cream leather settee when she came back into the room. Her mouth was dry and she was still shivering a little from nerves. Sal fixed herself a watered Scotch and offered one to Josh. Then, she at last sat down opposite him and studied his face for the millionth time that night.

 

Sal...” He started “There is something you should know about me.”

 

“You’re married!” Fucking typical she thought in a nano-second, I meet the guy of my dreams and some bitch has already got her claws into him. It didn’t occur to her that she might be considered the bitch in the triangle.

 

“Ha! No Sal. It’s a bit weird, well a lot weird really, but you should know before this goes very much further.” He looked at her, spitting her eyes with an intensity that made her feel like she might if impaled on a spike.

 

“You’re gay then, or bi-sexual or a woman. Come on Josh, spit it out.” She felt a dread at the suspense and wasn’t at all sure she really wanted to know, especially if it meant they would not go any further than there were at tonight.

 

“No baby, it’s nothing that normal, it’s…well kinda difficult to explain really, but I um…”

 

“For Pete’s sake, will you just come out and say it. That is of course if it isn’t you’re a monk and sworn to celibacy or have had it cut off.” She laughed nervously; trying to lighten to mood and alleviate the tension his difficulty to articulate was creating.

 

“I change a bit.” His statement couldn’t have been any vaguer.

 

“So you cross dress? Is that it?” Sal was getting a little alarmed at what her imagination was offering as possible answers.

 

“I…I mean…I change physically…sort of when the moon is full; that kinda thing.” He glanced at her to see if she would cringe or run screaming.

 

“Ha ha ha! So you’re a fucking werewolf are you then?” The laugh carried no mirth.

 

“Well…yes as a matter of fact...” Dread flooded him and he wanted to cry suddenly. It wasn’t his fault that the slaver girl had ravaged him, all those years ago. It wasn’t like she looked strange or anything, just a black girl who was offering to screw his head off. Fuck it; he hadn’t even felt the bite at first until she started to suck him dry. He had a choice, drink from her or die. At the time, he was still inside her and pinned under her hips with little strength left. It hadn’t really mattered very much until he had met Sal, but now he wanted to be like any other man with a normal relationship and a life.

 

“…As a matter of fact, that is exactly what I am; A werewolf. I have never told anyone before Sal and if you want me to leave, well, I will understand and never come anywhere near you again.”

 

“You’re serious aren’t you…?” She knew the answer from the angle of his shoulders and the way he was studying his feet to avoid looking at her.

 

“…So, why me Josh? Why are you telling me?”

 

“I have never wanted to get near to anyone before Sal. But, then I met you and something clicked inside, like a light being turned on for the first time. Don’t get me wrong, I have had several lovers before you, but none I wanted to really get to know, none I wanted to be more than casual lovers with. Until you, there has been nobody I wanted to watch grow old and grieve for when they die.” He sat bonelessly in a settee opposite her like a condemned man, waiting for the Priest to offer prayers for his soul as he made his way to the gallows.

 

“What do you mean, watch them grow old?” Sal was some way off of getting a handle on what Josh was trying in his fractured way, to tell her.

 

“I was born in eighteen ninety two Sal. My parents had a sugar plantation in Jamaica.”

 

“That means you’re…” Her mental arithmetic wasn’t up to the sum.

 

“I’m a hundred and sixteen, give or take a month or two. A young black girl turned me from the slave workers on the plantation. She turned me and then disappeared soon afterwards. No one knew where she went, but her family didn’t seem to mind that she had gone. She bit me and then gave me the option of either drinking from her or dying right there and then. Ever since, I have had to move around, never staying in one place more than a few years. I have seen most of the world, been in the wars and seen the worst that man can do. By comparison, what I am is nothing. I am considered a horror, but what this world has to offer is pure evil; by comparison, I’m a minor offence.”  He picked up his forgotten scotch and hid behind the sanctuary of the glass.

 

“Well…” Sal puffed out her cheeks while she struggled to sort through the jumble of thoughts.

 

“…So does this mean you will rip me apart and eat me?” She knew it was a stupid question and regretted asking it immediately.

 

“I would never hurt you Sal. I could never hurt you, you see, after last summer and meeting you; I couldn’t get you out of my head. I found myself wondering what you were doing and I must have dialled your number a hundred times, but I didn’t know what you would say when I told you, Oh, by the way Sal, I grow four legs and a full coat of fur during the full moon and eat live food, but don’t let it worry you. But, you wouldn’t get out of my head. Sal, God help me, I love you and have, ever since we first met when I knocked you on your ass. You cannot know what it took to come here.”

 

“Every guy I’ve dated seems to have a problem or carry a shit load of baggage, but this one takes the prize.” She said dryly. “It’s going to take me a while to get a handle on it Josh. I need some thinking time here.” Her thoughts jumbled and swirled in a maelstrom that had no hope of order.

 

“Do you want me to leave?” He rose from the settee, placing his half drunk scotch on the table between them.

 

“I want you to take me to bed Josh. I want you to fuck me until I pass out. The rest… I can think about later...” She lifted her eyes to search his face.

 

“…But I swear, you bite me and I will haunt you forever and I make a bad enemy, believe me.”

 

He laughed and felt the tension slide off of his shoulders. At last, he could relax for the time being, but knew that he would be facing an inquisition some time soon, if she didn’t throw him out. Josh reached down, taking her hand that she had lifted for him to pull her up by, then, he circled her waist and took her off her feet in an easy, fluid motion and carried her into the bedroom. Her Chanel No 5 perfume faintly caressed his sinuses; she steadied her self with an arm draped around his neck.

 

“I really trust you Josh; don’t hurt me.” She whispered to him as he pushed the door with his foot.

 

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Josh gently placed her, standing, on a sheepskin rug she had on the floor, at the bottom of the bed. Then, with consummate care, he slid the robe from her shoulders, allowing it to fall from her arms by her side. He placed in as neatly as possible on the back of a chair she used to sit on at her dresser. With a dextrous twist of one hand, he undid the clasp of her bra as he faced her and looked into the bottomless liquid pools of her eyes. With much care, he slipped the straps off her freckled shoulders and that too, was allowed to fall from her still arms and placed on top of the robe. She was almost naked now, with only her lacy panties and her dignity covering her. Sal shivered a little and he noticed a slight nervous tic at the corner of her mouth.

 

He took her chin in his hands that seemed huge by comparison to her smallness; he lifted her face to meet his lips. His kiss was almost chaste in its touch on her forehead. Sal made to move into him, but without words and just a little pressure, he made her stand exactly as she was.

 

He kissed her nose and felt it wrinkle as it does when she laughed. Then his lips and the tip of his tongue brushed her glossed mouth before passing to her chin. He bent his knees a little and kissed her throat, noticing the sudden stiffness in her as she realised what he was capable of. But, he didn’t tarry and continued the travels of his lips and exploration. His mouth traced her chest bone and passed between her breasts. Her heart bounced against her ribs, he was gratified by the steady thump.

 

Bending now, almost into a kneeling position, Josh kissed her body just above her belly button and flicked his tongue out to taste her. His thumbs hooked into the elasticated waistband of her panties and pulled them over her hips at the same rate that his tongue and lips gradually travelled to her sex.

 

He stopped at her pubic line and lifted one foot so that she could step out of the panties, then he lifted her other foot and placed the garment with the bra and robe. Josh sat back on his heels and looked her perfection. She had taken to shaving most of her hair away, leaving just a line of black, short fuzz to point to her stomach or her secret places, depending on which way you were going.

 

Her reddened nipples had hardened slightly, not enough to be painful or uncomfortable, but just enough to define their existence and stand away from her dark tan coloured aureoles. He could hear her blood coursing through her veins and watched as her heartbeat made her chest palpitate slightly. Veins faintly tracked in a blue maze across her breasts, it was here that the slight whoosh of pressurized and oxygenated platelets could be heard the clearest.

 

He knelt back up and placed a hand on either hip and lifted still in a standing position as if she were no more than a feather. He continued to lift her, raising her above his head and then, parted her legs with his forehead. Sal lifted one foot at a time and draped them behind his neck. He lowered her, still in an upright position, pushing her legs apart as his face got nearer to her wanting body.

 

She could feel the slight stubble of his cheeks as he brought her down into a sitting position with her weight on his shoulders. His hands caressed her buttocks and supported her back. Then, a flicked tongue parted her labia and found her clit. Sal was totally helpless as he drew her musk-scented lips into his mouth and suckled on her nub of desire.

 

This was so different from their previous sexploits. Before, they would have been connected and fucking at a furious rate by now, but Josh hadn’t even got his clothes off yet and already she was feeling light-headed from the attention her nerve centre was getting.

 

His tongue parted her slickened lips and darted into her deeper recesses. It was like a light bulb had exploded in her brain and Sal rewarded him with her come as she orgasmed. He drank her in and savoured each drop as it passed into his throat to be swallowed and ingested.

 

Still supporting her back, he lent forward and laid her on the bed. His nose was rubbing against her clit as his tongue darted in and out of her wetness. He was driving her to another climax and she needed to feel the rush again as if she hadn’t been there before.

 

Her fingers grasped his hair and she pulled him into her, delighting in the sensations of his nose and tongue. Josh kept a rhythm going, breathing through the side of his mouth so that he didn’t lose contact with her swelling lips. He gauged her climax and as she gripped his hair with claw like fingers, plunged his whole tongue as deeply as he could at the point of her release. It drove her over the edge and she wailed as her body shot her essence into his waiting mouth. 

 

Her legs jerked uncontrollably and her abdominal muscles spasmed as he drained her of her come. Sal had never reached such a place before and almost collapsed from the sheer delight and over stimulation her nerve endings were experiencing.

 

Eventually, when she had subsided, Josh extracted himself from her legs and stood up. Deliberately and slowly, he removed his shirt and pants, all the time looking at her and drinking her beauty in with his luminous eyes. Even this simple act caused Sal to quicken and want him inside her and a desperate need rose within her loins. She had to have him thrusting into her, driving her to distraction and another climax.

 

He stood naked at the foot of the bed between her parted knees that hung over the edge. Sal marvelled at his proportions, at the well-defined musculature of his body. The thought came unbidden, not bad for a body over a hundred years old. She almost giggled at the quip.

 

Then he leant forward and placed his knees on the edge of the bed, balancing on the mattress, before completing the movement and placing his weight on her body.

 

“Let me return the favour.” She whispered, but Josh shook his head and pushed himself into her willing body. She could not deny his entry and in truth, wanted and desperately needed him to fuck her.

 

Josh wasn’t build like a stud stallion, he had an average cock and he wasn’t any kind of sexual athlete, but what he had, he knew how to use. In a short while, Josh had settled on a satisfying pace that would not bring him to climax too soon, but would not last for hours either.

 

It was Sal’s desperate need that drove the coitus and her thrusting up of hips to meet him that set the pace. He adjusted and buried his cock within her depths. Deftly, Sal flipped him over, relieving her stomach of his weight and sat astride him. She felt impaled and rode his member with pelvic rocks and thrusts that had little to do with lovemaking. She wanted his seed to spill inside her and she needed to feel him stiffen and sigh his release. In her need, sensory perceptions were put aside, if he had entered her womb, she would not have known, just the need to have him explode was all she craved. Her pelvic thrusts were happily rubbing her clit on the coarse hair of his genitals, this she could feel, it was an undeniable extra sensation and was taking her to another summit of orgasm.

 

Her need was answered as Josh grasped her hips suddenly and lifted his torso to kiss her lips as he came. His pulling on her lower half drove him deeper and Sal’s own body responded with her third orgasm, which felt almost like a period cramp in her lower abdomen. She fell forward, hair slicked with sweat; her breath short as mini waves pulsed through her body and gradually receded. She was sated and hoped against hope, that Josh was as satisfied as she was.

 

Josh’s own climax reverberated and spasmed as his desire and need retreated. He clung to her waist, gripping her tightly, as if never to release her again. Then he cried in wracking sobs against her breasts. His emotions spilled out in a torrent of saline tears and mucus. She held him to her and gently rocked to and fro. Neither of them felt his cock shrivel and exit her body. It didn’t matter. His soul was bare to her; he was lost.

 

It took him several minutes to calm sufficiently for them to lie side by side. Neither knew who fell asleep first, but for Sal, it was the first time in too long that she had slept the sleep of a fully sated woman.

 

For Josh, it was the first time in his long life that he could sleep safe and warm in the arms of someone who wasn’t to be afraid of, someone whom he could love without reserve or secrets.

 

Her dreams were violent and woke Sal at four in the morning with a start. She was covered with a fine sheen of sweat, even though they had lain over the bed covers, it wasn’t particularly warm. The details of her dream quickly dissipated like water between fingers, but the gist of the dream was blood. Hers or someone else’s she couldn’t remember, but blood had been a major factor.

 

Josh was snoring softly, lying on his back with his legs still dangling over the edge of the bed and an arm slung out where she had rested her head through the night.

 

A wane, early morning light came through the chintzy curtains, enough for her to study his features in repose. Sal knew that she loved this man, knew it with all her heart and the realisation hurt like a brand. What was she to do? It had broken her, last summer, to think that she might have merely been a romance for the brief few holiday weeks. The pain of believing that they would never see each other again came flooding back in all its acuteness. She could not lose this man again, not for a second. But, he wasn’t a man was he? Not like an ordinary regular nine to five guy. He had another life, a separate part of him that didn’t include her. Almost like an illicit affair.

 

She could no more lose him than exist as a part time lover. Either they were to be a partnership for life, her life, she reminded herself, or they would not be anything other than far apart and totally separate. Josh had taken a huge risk in telling her she knew; now it was for her to decide what the future held for them.

 

While most people were still in the loving arms of Morpheus, Sal was sitting up with a coffee, rationalising what her and Josh’s life could be like. Could she allow that other life to co-exist with their erstwhile normal affair? Could she even admit that it would happen, time and time over; she did the math, twelve times per year for what… fifty years if she was lucky enough to live that long. Five times twelve equals sixty add a zero for the multiplication of tens; six hundred times he would be away from her.

 

And then there was the nature of his time separate from her, what would he be doing then? She of course knew the answer, but the enormity of killing to satisfy an animalistic need was, by far, too vast and horrendous for her to touch upon too deeply.

 

She was still pondering when Josh woke. She watched as his eyelids fluttered and then, one by one, opened. He turned towards her and a beautific smile lit up his eyes. Sal’s mind was made up there and then in that instant between sleep and recognition.

 

“Hello.” He croaked, his throat parched from laying on his back and air being sucked over his tongue. “You okay?” He raised himself, to lie on his side his head set on one hand while the other reached for her.

 

She smiled back at him and wordlessly, got up to refresh her coffee and pour one for him.

 

By the time she returned to the bedroom, Josh had been to the toilet and pulled on his pants.

 

She set the coffee down on the dresser and watched to see what would happen next, not knowing what to expect.

 

“Sal…” He began. “…We need to talk I guess.” But, she held her hand up palm out to quash that particular line.

 

“I need to know one thing Josh, that’s all. The rest we can work through some other time, okay?”

 

“Well, what is it you want to know?” She saw the fear of the unknown question in his eyes and the fear that it might be critical to their lives.

 

“Josh. Are you around for good and all, or are you going to leave me like you did last summer?” She thought she knew the answer, but had to hear it from his mouth, rather than assume it.

 

“Sal, I took a risk telling you…”

 

“I know that.” She butted in.

 

“…But you don’t know how much of a risk. For everything, there is an opposite. Heaven only exists because of hell, evil because of goodness, light as opposed to darkness; in my case, werewolf and slayer.”

 

“Buffy strikes again.” She laughed mirthlessly.

 

“It isn’t funny. I know my slayer, I know them and I know where they are, and they are the scariest person I have ever known. I am frightened beyond belief of them Sal.”

 

“So who is this person?”

 

“My nemesis is you. I knew it when I first touched you last year. I knew it from the very first second, it was like an electric shock, but I also knew I had to know you, the real you. Sal, if you so desired, it is you who could destroy me, not the other way around. So you see; I took a huge risk to my very existence last night.” He watched her intently, waiting for some reaction.

 

Her voice softened.

 

“I know you did Josh. I know you did” He reached for her, grasping at her waist to pull her to him, but she twisted away, flapping at his hands.

 

“I got work Buster and I need a shower.”

 

Sal went to work, but not before he had made her dirty again and made a mess of the sheets.

 

It was two and a half weeks later that the eve of the full moon occurred.

 

Josh prowled the apartment restlessly, unable to settle, his senses heightened and a nervous tension tightened him into a coiled spring.

 

Sal couldn’t fail but to notice Josh’s unease and wondered what was to come. She knew it would happen and had even romantised about Josh’s change from human male to male wolf. She had seen the movies and it was those images that she transposed into what for her was likely going to be real life.

 

But, Sal wasn’t to see Josh’s transformation. Instead, he told her he had to be away and excused himself long before nightfall. She couldn’t help the feeling of exclusion. A certain desperate loneliness crept in after he had closed the front door. She knew this was the first time, had even anticipated the awkwardness of the situation, but she thought that he would trust her enough to allow her to be a part of his alternative life, even if it was only his transference.

 

Sal went to bed, dejectedly and fretted sleeplessly. Their lives over the few short weeks had settled into a routine of sorts. She worked during the day, he looked after his business interests, they ate, either in our out and then fucked each other senseless at night.

 

But, tonight, she was not part of the equation and it hurt in an acute stab to her vitals.

 

It all changed though a few hours before dawn. For some, probably maternal based, reason, Sal had placed a candle in the window facing the street and got up to check that it hadn’t burned down or was setting fire to the curtain.

 

She turned once satisfied that the candle was still burning and the curtains still fluttered in the slight breeze with out scorching, but a shadow caught the corner of her eye, a darker space than the pitch blackness, passed the window and beyond view in a blink. Sal paused on her way back to bed and turned to see the huge grey wolf crouching on the cill. The window was open and there was nothing but empty space between her and it.

 

Neither of them moved, just stared at each other wordlessly, sightlessly in her case, she hadn’t the capability to discern from what meagre light there was. The space between them was a barrier of difference; two separate worlds entirely. It was Sal who broke the trance and turned back to her bedroom, leaving the animal alone.

 

She closed the door, but didn’t latch it and soon after she had settled into the warm spot where she had lain, she heard soft pad falls approach the door and then cross the carpeted floor.

 

Sal turned to her side towards the side of the bed nearest the door. At first, he was beyond her spectrum of colour, blending into the darkness of the room, and then she saw the darkness of his bulk as he closed the space between them. She held her breath, believing, trusting that he wouldn’t hurt her, but at the same time, knowing she was in the presence of a wild thing and there was no protective barrier to save her. No silver cross or bullet or what ever it was that gave protection from such an otherworldly thing.

 

He smelled of earth, of dew and of blood. The cloying smell of blood was the worst and she thought the hardest to ignore. She opened her mouth to speak some words, perhaps of welcome, but his tongue passed her lips and found her own tongue in a caress so surprising and instantly erotic that she didn’t respond in any way for a few seconds, transfixed to the spot.

 

Almost as an automotive action as most people do with a pet, she reached out and scratched him behind his ears and stroked the coarse fur on his neck. She felt the weight of his paws on the edge of the bed and then a further depression as his hindquarters followed his front.

 

He lay alongside her, still kissing her mouth, licking her lips to part them and then, passing his tongue into her mouth in an ever frenetic and insistent demand for response. It was working; Sal’s own mating instincts were being fostered into urgency. Pheromones exuded from her very pores, her heart rate doubled, then tripled, adrenalin coursed through her veins and the pressure of desire mounted within her breast.

 

Breathlessly, she broke the umbilical contact of tongue and mouth, but only momentarily to shift her position, embracing the huge wolf’s torso with encircling arms.  They kissed again; Sal sucked his tongue into her mouth and tasted blood. It excited her in a feral way, she found it strangely exhilarating and stimulating, knowing that he had the wildness to kill, was ruthless enough to be indiscriminate in his choice of prey, but he was here and they were about to mate and he had eaten his fill somewhere.

 

Her fingers massaged his back, feeling the muscle under the coarse fur. She found that place just above the tail; that when rubbed the wrong way, sends dogs into a delirium. He responded with involuntary humps of his pelvis, she felt him bump against her stomach and then could feel his growing hardness probing at her pubic bone.

 

Sal reached down and found his cock, already unsheathed and passing precum as a lubricant, which slicked her palm. Gently, she circled his thrusting and throbbing cock and guided it to her labia. In this position, he would not be able to enter her, but his thrusting would rub his pointed shaft over her waiting clit. From the first touch, she felt a fire being stoked in her guts; the subsequent friction of cock and clit fanned the flames as they thrust against each other until her body was a raging inferno of need and animalistic desire.

 

Sal broke contact; unable to stand the torment her body was suffering any longer. She slid down and enveloped his shaft in her warm mouth, tasting his precum as it slide over her tongue. At first, it was okay and a very pleasant experience for both of them, but her sucking and bobbing were taking him to a point of no return and she was in danger of getting all of his pointed cock into her gullet with his seed at the same time. He could not control the urge to hump and, although she tried to control the depth by circling him with her fist, it was getting to the point that neither of them would be able to handle.

 

She rolled away from him and spun over to her hands and knees in an open invitation for him to mount her and consummate their union.

 

The wolf approached her, using his sensory perceptions to gauge how ready she in fact, was for him. An exploratory lick over her labia and anus brought an immediate torrent of heated come from her. It gushed in a short blast, catching him in surprise as it flooded his nose and mouth. He sneezed and then went back for more. Her pheromone charged aroma was diving him wild with need. He mounted her, forelegs wrapping in a vicelike grip with locked forepaws around her waist. His hindquarters pistoning of their own volition. He was missing her entrance by some margin, but the friction of her fur covered mound against the delicate skin of his nerve packed shaft was almost as good.

 

She reached back and helped him home in on her vagina. In a blur of motion, he was buried inside her before either of them knew much about it. An adjustment of his hold and stance allowed for a greater depth and he sunk the entire length of his cock into her warm and willing recesses.

 

Sal gasped as his pointed head nudged her womb entrance and keep up an assault on her reproductive organs. His point entered and she was being fucked into her own delirium. She was past coming, past orgasm, both of which had been rapid and frequent since he had started this. Now it was a question of surviving and getting him to climax before passing out.

 

His knot was deep inside her and growing at a rapid rate. The pressure on her bladder and inner walls increased as his tempo started to diminish. His strokes decreased in rapidity, but lengthened. Her own natural reaction was to tighten her vaginal muscles and successfully lock him in. It was this action of her subconscious mating instinct that triggered his release.

 

Sal screamed as the first spurts of hot semen flooded her womb. It didn’t burn, but filled her with immediate warmth that seemed to radiate from her depths in a glow of triumphant success. He kept pumping spurt after spurt, filling her body with his seed.

 

They stayed locked, Sal with her sweat soaked hair-hanging limp from her head. He was now turned ass-to-ass and panting hard from the exertion. His panting caused him to move slightly and the movement was keeping Sal over the edge in small orgasms that had all the hallmarks of epileptic seizure.

 

The first light of dawn touched him and, still in a kneeling position, his now flaccid cock dribbled from her body. Somehow, he managed to find the strength to turn around and flop almost in a dead feint, flat out on the bed. Sal fell beside him; they slept in each other’s arms as his seed seeped from her body and slowly dried on the sheets and their skin.

 

The same thing occurred the next month when he returned from his hunt. It occurred to Sal that she was adjusting to his nightlife and sleeping in daylight on that night/day of the month. No big problem except when she was teaching.

 

Once or twice over the next few months, she had to call in sick, saying that she had a bad period, not strictly untrue in a sense, but she felt guilty about it. She was also missing her friends. Making plans to see them and then, cancelling at the last minute.

 

They were settling into a routine of life partnership. But, their lovemaking during the days between full moons was waning a little into purely functional sex, a mechanism for cementing their relationship and gratification when the need arose.

 

The time for a decision was fast approaching; Sal knew it, could feel the impending moment approach and had no answer prepared.

 

She waited until he returned from his nighttime excursions and had fucked her in a frenzy of lust until the morning light returned him to human form.

 

“Josh…” She began, having thought it through, agonised and then made her choice.

 

“…I want to be like you. I want to hunt with you, run alongside you and I want your children, if that’s possible.”  She was surprised at his lack of reaction and thought he hadn’t heard her, so she repeated it closer to his sweat soaked ear.

 

“I hear you Sal.” Was all he had to say before he either fell into a deep sleep, or feigned oblivion, so her question might not need to be answered.

 

She was badly hurt that such a momentous decision should be treated so lightly, and instead of sleeping along side him, got up, dressed and went into the street where her anonymity would help her grieve for his lack of interest. She walked the freshly washed streets, observing the early morning people, ones she never saw normally. She savoured the smells of the new day and found a coffee at an all nightstand. She had to fend off an advance from a couple of drunken kids who were obviously returning from a party. Her head cleared and she resolved to corner Josh into telling her his true feelings.

 

She let herself back into the apartment and found him sitting on a chair in the window box with his feet propped up on the railing.

 

Neither spoke, waiting for the other to make the first sortie. It was Josh who gave in first.

 

“Sal, have you really thought about what you have asked?”

 

“Of course I bloody have.” She exploded. “I mean, it ain’t like getting married is it?”

 

“Yes, but do you understand the full consequences?”

 

“What like you and I would be together forever? No I hadn’t thought about it much.” Her derisive words smacked into him and she saw his wince, but he rallied and looked at her as he spoke.

 

“If you were the same as me, there will be two new slayers in the world, one for each of us, they will be driven into finding us and killing us, because we are different, an abhoration to the norm. You will become an outcast Sal, all of your previous life will alter, everything. We will not be able to stay here, but move and then move again and again. Is that what you want? Can you give up your life? It isn’t just for the moon once a month, but for the rest of your life. It fills every day; it is a whole life change. Do you…can you love me enough?”

 

Sal looked at him straight into his eyes, and then rushed at him as if to attack and hurt him. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed his lips before breathing into his mouth.

 

“Yes you fool, I want it. I want you and you had better not ever forget it.

 

The next full moon found two werewolves prowling the fields for prey. One huge, almost black, male and his lifelong companion, a sliver grey female in the first flush of pregnancy.

d it would be okay to check it out. I lifted the lid, and a huge dust cloud rushed out and caught me full in the face. I remembered coughing and falling, and then the world went black.
    When I came to, my freinds and the old crazy shopkeeper were standing over me. They asked if I was alright, and as soon as I could stand, the old guy rushed us out of the shop. We left with the new bong in tow, and me with a pretty nasty headache. They dropped me off at home, threw out a couple of "Hope you're okay"s and drove off to play with their new weed-toy.
    I stumbled up to my room, still feeling woozy, and chanced a glance in the mirror. Now, to tell you a bit about myself, I'm 17 years old, 5'10, Caucasian male with dirty blond hair. I am NOT an Arabic-looking, 5'6 fat guy with dark black hair and a giant goatee. So when I saw such a face looking back from my mirror, I was understandably surprised. Especially when it said "Hello"
    "Karl, do not panic," said the fat Arab face. "You are not dreaming. This is not a hallucination." I was disinclined to believe him. "I am the genie you have freed from the lamp," he continued.
    Regardless of whether or not you're dreaming, you never pass up a chance to use a genie. NEVER. Seriously, if you can get even ONE wish, it's worth it. With this rule in mind, I decided to believe him.
    "Okay," I said, "so do I get three wishes then?"
    "Nope," the genie replied. "But since you freed me, I am bound to provide you a service."
    I was getting skeptical again. "Like what?"
    "Well," said the genie, stepping out from the mirror, "while you were unconscious, I scanned through your mind. You're not having a very satisfying sex life, are you?" I shook my head. "Well, I've got just the thing to improve your mood permanently: A magic that will give you complete control over your sexual organs."
    "Will it hurt?" I asked nervously. The genie shook his turbaned head. "How does it work?"
    "Well, to put it into mortal terms, I cast the spell, and then you can control your penis by concentrating. It will respond to your thoughts."
    Good enough. "Do it."
    The genie smiled. "It's done! Enjoy your new sex life!" He vanished.
    Well, I didn't really feel different, so I decided it was just a hallucination and went to shower before the school dance. There were some cute girls who were going to be there, and magic dick or not, I was hoping to pick up tonight.
    At the dance, I spend some time with my toked-up buddies before moving towards the center floor, where all the action was. I started dancing with this younger chick named Moira: small, say, 5'1, and junior petite, with large A-cups and the tightest ass around. We start by dancing pretty loosely, but before long she's grinding her ass against me as I massage her tiny tits. That's when it happened.
    The General was arriving on the battlefield, and it felt like he'd brought some reinforcements! I knew she was feeling the size of this monstrous hard-on I suddenly had, because she spun around, dragged my head down to her and plunged her tongue into my mouth before backing off and whispering into my ear, "My house after the dance. My parents are out of town. I want," here she grabbed my crotch, "BOTH of you to come." She scribbled her address on a piece of tissue with a lipstick and with an extremely alluring smile, she danced back into the throng of people.
    I went to the men's room to check out my endowment, which had apparently grown by two inches and added a good deal of girth. Whoa. Awesome, I was thinking, but I wanted to save it for later. Almost immediately, it went limp. Then, weirdly enough, it started to shrink! I'm talking half-size, complete retraction kind of shrink. In the past, I'd always been a shower, not a grower, so this was a complete surprise. I wondered again just how big it was when erect, and it went stiff and immediately started growing again. After it got to about nine inches, I was thinking, hey, that's big enough for anyone! It stopped growing at exactly that moment.
    I shrank it back down and headed out to kill ime for the rest of the dance. At the end, I grabbed my coat, jumped in my car and drove to the address Moira had written down. She opened the door, still dressed in her black spaghetti-strap and tight jeans.
    I didn't even manage to get my coat all the way off before she'd pulled me down and started making out with me, dragging me in some direction as she did. We started stumbling on some stairs, and she broke our tongue-locking so we could navigate without any damage to ourselves. Once upstairs, she practically dragged me into her bedroom - not to say I wasn't eager, but I think she had me beat!
    "Oh, you're gonna feel SO much better than those grade ten...boys," she purred, slowly unzipping the front of my jeans. I pulled her on top of me on the bed, and peeled the straps off her shoulders, revealing fine bones and milky white skin. She wasn't wearing a bra. She looked at me with those almond shaped eyes again, then planted her mouth squarely on mine as she worked my belt. I reversed direction and started shimmying the revealing shirt up her torso, feeling along as I did so. God, she was so tiny, my hands covered most of her sides.
    I exposed her flat stomach and kept going until the bottoms of her small tits came into view. She was busy pulling off my pants, so I took a moment just to cup her half-nude breasts and admire the view. I tell you, this is the kind of style girls SHOULD wear; with their tits threatening to fall out the bottom every second. I finally finished the job, revealing dime-sized areolas and perfect globe tits. I pulled her forward on myself so I could suck on them. She pulled away and stripped off her jeans, wiggling her hot little ass out of them and revealing a black lacy thong. I kicked off my jeans and let her pull down the top of my boxers, revealing my now-erect cock, standing pretty damn long and decently thick. She moaned in anticipation.
    Settling herself over top of me, she pulled the crotch of her thong to the side, giving me a brief glimpse of unshaven pink pussy before she spiked herself on my shaft. Her size made her really tight, as did the size of my new tool. Oh, she felt like she was milking it for all it was worth simply by rocking back and forth on it. She was moving slowly, moaning my name with each big thrust. I reached up and fondled her sides, her slim white calves and those tiny tits, pulling her down by the nipples to suck on one. She started moaning much louder, and felt like she was doing little tiny jerks on the head of my cock. Seriously, this chick was sending me into sensory overload!
    I closed my eyes in bliss and let it continue, grasping any body part I could touch. She felt tighter and tighter on my cock, or at least all of it that she could take. She wasn't anywhere near to taking it to the hilt. But it felt so GOOD.
    Or did it? She was actually starting to get painfully tight, as her moaning increased even further in volume, and I couldn't feel her body. I opened my eyes to find her weeping in pain, suspended on a massive pole four inches thick, which was turning purple where it pierced her extremely distended labia. She was oozing cum, but still couldn't do more than jerk around on it. The other thing I noticed: she was  separated from me by two feet.
    I couldn't help it. Such a crazy sight brought me to orgasm immediately. Big problem; my cum had nowhere to go, not that the feeble condom I'd worn would have helped any: it was a tattered ruin on my boxers. I felt the pressure increase painfully in my dick, which she was grabbing as though trying to pull herself off of it.
    Suddenly the room seemed to freeze; my dick instantly deflated to its normal size, spraying Moira with cum as it left her. As her sweet naked body slumped to the floor, ragged and bleeding from her vagina, my mind relaxed. The genie popped up from out of nowhere and looked down at Moira.
    "I think you'll be needing a bit more practice with that," he suggested. I nodded slowly.
    "What happened?" I asked.
    "You weren't controlling your penis," said the genie. "Rather, IT was controlling YOU. You were thinking so much of the sex and of stuffing her as full as possible that you neglected to realize just what that might mean."
    I was alarmed. "How powerful can this thing get?" I asked.
    "Think metric," the genie suggested. "It can weigh more than you, and apply enough pressure to shatter concrete. Two more minutes, and this poor girl's pelvic bone would have fractured. As is, you caused it to bend slightly."
    "So what, I can never enjoy sex again if I want to avoid killing my partner?"
    "Well," said the genie, "there will always be that final inflation, yes, but beforehand, it's easy to control and enjoy, as long as you think through what you are doing." He noticed my expression, which must have been pretty bleak. "If you're having doubts, I can rescind the power," he offered to me.
    I looked over at Moira, who had wanted to hump me so badly. "Did she enjoy it?"
    "Other than the pain, that was the best she's ever had," the genie certified. "After I remove her memory, she'll be able and willing once again. I'm going to repair her anatomy too, of course."
    I nodded. "In that case, I think I'll keep it for a while," I decided. Now that I was smarter, I could really put this power to good use!

open door, leading to some boxes and shelves. Quickly looking around, the owner not in sight, she went in.

In the boxes were more useless stuff, knick-knacks and the works. However, in a box towards the very back of the room, she spied something. She peered inside and gasped. There were exotic pornographic magazines, oddly shaped vibrators, the largest dildos and strap-ons she had heard of, thick butt plugs, lubricants, liquid latex, nipple clamps, anal beads, clit stimulators and cock rings, blow-up dolls, fake vaginas and other odd arrangements of kinky sex toys. She started to dig through the box, when the sound of footsteps caught her attention. Scrambling quickly, she stuck her hand in the box, grabbed something, and ran into an isle quickly.

She dropped it in her purse, and left in a hurry. She ran home as fast as she could.

She had 3 messages on her answering machine, so she tossed her purse on her bed and went to call her friends. After all, what’s an attractive 18 year old brown-eyed brunette supposed to do?

At around 11 PM, she got back from the movie theatre depressed. She didn’t see any hot guys and it didn’t help that the movie also sucked. So, sighing, she went into her room and locked the door. Peeling off her shirt and tossing it on the floor, she plopped onto her bed. Seeing the purse, she was about to throw it at her door, when the memory of the store earlier that day caught her attention. Scrambling to open her purse, she gasped as she pulled out the stolen object.

In her hand, she held an 8” black vibrator. She had tried one of her friends out before, but hadn’t really tried it.

“Ah, what the hell? Why not?” She said as she turned the vibrator over in her hand. She found the switch to turn it on, and hit it. It thrummed to live in her hand, making a sweet humming sound that could only mean pleasure. So gingerly, she took it and started to rub her vagina through her jeans. It didn’t feel that bad! Getting up, she unbuttoned her pants and let them fall to the floor.

Jessica sat down onto her bed, pink bra and thong her only clothing. She lay back against her pillow, and move the vibrator to her nipples. The cloth vibrated back and forth, making her nipples stand out. A flash went through her body, and she curled up, moving the vibrator down between her legs. An intense wave of pleasure rang through, touching nipples and pussy alike. Within seconds, bra and thong were forgotten, lying in a cute pile beside her bed.

The vibrator went into her trimmed pussy, a feeling of ecstasy floating around her body. Then, it happened. The tip of the vibrator found her clit and a moan escaped her lips. She began to thrust against the vibrator, wanting more and more. Her pussy was wet, and still she kept trying to hump the vibrator. Then, in an intense spasm of pleasure, she orgasmed. Trying to catch her breath, she was hit with another, and her head started to swim. Again, and again they hit her. Teeth clenching, nipples erect beyond belief. Toes curled and hips thrusting, she lost control. As a final, raging orgasm hit her, her pussy clenched around the vibrator, and she blacked out.

A floating sensation, like in a dream. She was hovering in a room, dimly lit. Her eyes adjusted slowly, but she could hear noises from below. She slowly lowered her self.

A girl, blond hair and big of breast, no more than 20, was sitting in a chair. She was surrounded by another blond girl, perhaps older, and a man. A wave of Déjà Vu hit her, along with a jolt of recognition. The man she was staring at, though she could only see his back, was the owner of that new store she just visited.

“Hey, what’s going on?” She cried out in an ethereal voice. The three didn’t hear her. She tried again a few more times, but again to no avail. She submitted and watched the scene unfold before her eyes.

The blond in the chair appeared to be sitting uncomfortably, and was shaking her head as if disagreeing with something. Words drifted up to were Jessica was floating.

“No, I won’t do it. I'm not going over there!”

“But you must!” The man’s voice.

“Come on… You don’t want to have me make you, do you baby?” Said another girl’s voice.

“No! Nohhh… God…” Said the first voice, sounding like it was feeling intense pleasure.

Jessica started to feel a tug, not on her body, but in her mind. Slowly, she started to be pulled down, towards the people. She began to get some speed, and then 'bang!', she crashed into the girl on the seat.

“No! Help me!” She cried out as she was forced into the sitting girl, and was shocked to hear the words coming from the girl’s lips. Her body began to feel real again, and she began to feel sensations. She felt full, and she was very horny. She looked at the two people standing over her and tried to get away. She only succeeded in pushing her self up off the chair 5 inches when she cried out with pleasure.

The dildo that was pressed into her cunt was no where near small, and pulling away caused yet another wave of pleasure. The one filling her ass gave her a queasy-full feeling when she tried to move. Gasping, she slid back down and screamed with pleasure as the two massive sex toys slid farther into her. As she plopped back down onto the seat, she felt a weight pulling on her nipples, causing a blur of pain and pleasure. The sharp bite of the nipple clamps was an experience that she had never felt before.

“Well, will you do it now then?” The other blond girl asked, slipping her tongue into the mouth of the girl who Jessica was inhabiting. Jessica moaned and nodded her head, trying to push down on the gargantuan dildos filling her body. She heaved her chest, the nerves from her tits responding to the pull of the weights in an untamed shout.

“Good, then I guess its time for your treat.” Said the blond girl, moving in front of Jessica. Jessica tried to move her hands to play with her nipples, or her clit, or anything, but found them to be tied down with leather straps. The blond girl moved over Jessica and sat on her lap, straddling her. The additional weight of the blond girl pushed Jessica’s pussy against the dildo even further.

Her pussy juices ran freely down the thick shaft of the dildo, grouping around the base. The girl who was straddling Jessica took off the nipple clamps and began to run her hands over Jessica’s now-large tits. Her nipples were fatter and longer, looking as if they were ready to burst. The other girl, Emily, took one of Jessica’s large, fat nipples and rolled it between her thumb and forefinger, and then placed it in her mouth. She began to whorl her tongue around it and suck with enthusiasm. She switched from tit to kisses, and kisses to tit, tongue always moving.

Meanwhile, one of her hands was tucked underneath her, fingers in her own pussy to the knuckle. When she was nice and wet, she took her fingers out and rubbed them across Jessica's lips, her tongue flicking out to taste. Then, going back down to the wet slit between her, she took her drenched hand and gripped the shaft of the dildo.

Her hand, now wet with her own juices, slid up and down the shaft of the soaked dildo, Jessica’s own pleasured mess adding to the ease. The hand, which started at the base, eventually found its way up the shaft into Jessica’s wet, gaping tunnel of a pussy. Experienced fingers traced the lips of the sopping cunt and made there way to the clit. Rubbing, thrusting, finding, squeezing, tickling, her fingers were a machine. Jessica, already having juices flowing freely from her pussy, let out a shriek of joy that was soon silenced by the weight of Emily’s tongue.

A minute or so later, Emily licked Jessica’s nipple one last time, and lowered her head to Jessica's now blond-haired bush. Emily buried her mouth against Jessica's huge mound of curly pubic hair, licking the entire region of her sex. Finally, pulling away, a cupped hand came down and played with her curly, blond pubes, fingers dancing. With an increasing pressure being applied, Emily could feel the dildo through Jessica’s hairy pubic mound. After a few pressured strokes, another bout of juice made its way out of Jessica's deliciously wet lips, and onto Emily’s tongue.

Jessica’s breath was heavy, eyes closed for about a minute. When she opened, the man spoke.

“Now, now, Stacy, or should I say, Jessica, you must get ready for the party.” Jessica, as if in a trance, nodded. Emily walked back over, and with a hand on Jessica’s breast and a hand on her back, she helped her up.

The full-feeling slowly left her as the anal dildo slid out first, followed shortly after by the wet one that was buried almost base deep in her delicious cunt. She stood on shaky legs, and touched her pussy. It was spread wide, and it was leaking onto the floor, and the sight of it made her wanting more things done to her.

“Your room is on the right. Get into something… sexy” The man said, pointing towards a wooden door.

Jessica, moving awkwardly towards the door, nodded. She grasped the door knob and looked back. She saw Emily rubbing her tongue up and down the shaft of the dildo that was inserted into Jessica’s pussy, hand on the one from her ass, and almost touched her self when Emily stood on the chair and squatted into the thick dildo, letting it slowly enter the moist cavern that awaited.

Jessica found her room, or a room, not knowing if it was hers, and went inside. There were dressers, and closets full of clothing. As she looked around, a note, lying on the bed, caught her eye. She picked it up and read it.

‘These clothes are at your disposal, wear any that you like. The only exception is that you wear the pair of blue panties that are lying on the pillow. You will find that they are… exceptionally comfortable and conforming. Remember my little slut, dress to fuck.’

She read and reread the note again. Looking around, she saw the pair of panties on the pillow. She slowly walked over to them and sat on the bed. Shifting them around in her hands, the panties felt like they were made of an odd material, one that she couldn’t quite place. Bending down, she brought her left leg, then her right through the blue panties and brought them up. The feeling of clothes on her skin felt odd, as if she hadn’t been dressed in weeks. However, looking down, she saw that the panties were forming themselves to her body, filling in down the crack of her ass, and forming around the swollen lips of her still wet pussy. She could feel the juices, but looking down at herself, could not see them.

She sat up, feeling better, and went to some drawers. She eventually found herself some tight cloth short-shorts, some name brand or another. They hugged her hips, her ass, now larger than her real one was, filled the back of it perfectly. For a shirt, she decided to go braless and chose a white shirt that showed off little cleavage, but really was tight so her tits pressed out to great lengths. Her nipples, still a little hard from earlier, made the shirt a wonder to lust for.

She was reaching for the door when a knock came from the other side. She opened it and Emily was there. Emily eyed Jessica’s body from top to bottom and smiled. She reached her hands forward and brought Jessica’s head to her own, slipping her tongue in for a quick wrestle. Jessica smiled and brushed a strand of blond hair out of her eyes.

“Here, let me help you with that.” Emily said, reaching for another strand. “Here, come with me.”

She led Jessica to the bed and sat her down. She then proceeded to give Jessica pigtails, which when done, made Jessica appear to be an innocent school-girl with a slut body.

“There, now the party is going on next-door, and remember what he said… Be sexy, you little slut.” Emily said smiling. She grabbed Jessica’s hand and led her out of the room. Jessica followed down a hallway, took a turn, and was at a door. She could see it was dark outside.

“Here’s where I leave you.” Emily said, moving up to Jessica and kissing her again. Jessica returned the favor, and let out a gasp as one of Emily’s hands found her breast, other squeezing her ass. “Good luck, and have a hell of a time. Oh, and when you get back, I want to see a gaping asshole, and I want to be able to fist-fuck your cunt sideways.”

Jessica nodded and opened the door. There was a bunch of cars parked two houses away, and people were outside. She guessed there would be a lot of drunks, due to the chants of “Chug” and a passed out person or two. She walked across the lawn, and made her way up to the house. She opened the door, and went in. A group of guys turned to see the newcomer, and stared in shock at the bombshell that just entered. Jessica walked through a kitchen and out into what appeared to be a living room. A bunch of guys were watching a football game, a drunken girl was passed out by another man’s exposed cock, and the sounds of a creaking bed and yells suggested that somebody was having a good time.

Jessica walked passed the people and found a bathroom. She opened the door and went inside. Closing it behind her, she sat on the toilet and began to finger herself. She was then going to wipe herself, but stopped and stood up. The panties slid up and felt great against the wetness of her juices. She turned and looked into the mirror, admired her body, and pulled her pants back down. Her panties had taken on the outline of her clit, which stood out slightly from its hood, and was shocked to see that it was fairly large. She touched it and gave a shudder. Feeling dirty, but having a good time, she pulled the back of her panties into her ass crack and tightened her cheeks. After letting her cheeks do a post-flex jiggle, she saw that the panties remained in her crack, like a thong. In fact, it had somehow changed into a thong. Smiling, she pulled the top of her panties higher, and pulled up her pants. A good 4 inches of the blue thong showed, and since her breasts made her shirt ride high, it was completely visible. She walked out, hips swaying.

Again, she entered the living room, but this time, she lingered. She was looking at the guys on the couch, who until she entered, were watching the game. She could see a twitch or two in some of the pants, and had to smile.

“Easy as pie.” She murmured to herself. Reaching into her purse, she grabbed a lipstick container and pulled it out. Turning around, she ‘accidentally’ dropped the lipstick. Giving out a fake, but audible sigh, she bent over and grabbed the fallen accessory. However, she didn’t stand back up. She looked between her legs and saw a mass of guys staring at her. Smiling she spoke.

“Whichever one of you has the biggest prick; I’ll let you ‘prick’ me in my fat ass.” She said loudly, as she pulled down her pants. She closed her eyes as the cool air assaulted her ass and the sound of zippers rang out. She finally opened her eyes and stood up. Turning around, she saw a mass of guys standing with cocks at attention. She eyed each of them carefully. About half way down the line of horny young men, she found the biggest of the lot.

She slowly sauntered over and grabbed his cock. Giving it a pull, she led him to the carpet that lay in the middle of the room. She whispered in his ears, and his penis twitched. She moved behind him and reached around, grabbing his cock in her hand. She gingerly stroked it, and smiled. She move from behind him to in front, and got on her hands and knees. Looking behind her, she smiled and grabbed the line of her thong and moved it to the side. She held it there, waiting, head facing forward.

About 2-3 seconds later, she felt the bulbous head of his cock press against her sphincter. The touch of it on the rim of her anus made a shudder climb through her body, and her nipples began to harden. She heard a grunt, and she felt part of her asshole open, cool air hitting it. She reached back and found his cock, urging it inward. With a push, it was in. Just the feeling of the long throbbing cock being inside her made her gasp in pleasure. His cock slowly moved in and out, his breath becoming ragged. Jessica breathed heavily and thrust back against his cock, urging it deeper. Her pussy was wet now, a drop or eight leaking out and wetting the front of her panties. She reached down with a hand and began to rub her clit, the material of the panty formed around the large clit adding an otherworldly feeling. About half a minute later, the breath of the guy behind her stopped, his cock twitched.

She thrust hard against it, forcing him back and to the ground, cock still in her ass. She was panting as he pumped wave after wave of cum into her ass. After he stopped cuming, which lasted quite a while, she moved herself off of his cock and stood up, his cum leaking down onto the line of her thong. She stood staring at the rest of the guys who were standing there, and pulled her shirt off.

While her shirt came off and her boobs popped out in a jolly bounce, the excess cum that was leaking down her ass crack was being absorbed into the thong. Jessica squatted down, breasts bouncing all the while, and grabbed the back of her thong, she pulled the thong string out, and now the panties were normal again. However, this didn’t last. The wet spots of her juices were still there, shining up from her moist pussy. A line was made down the crack of her ass, from where all the juices had went.

Jessica stuck a finger at the mouth of her hidden pussy, and pressed it in. Juices flowed from the side of her panties, and down the inside of her creamy thighs. She pinched the bottom of her panties, and pulled. The bottom came off, and she laughed in excitement over her new pair of crotch less, and ass less panties.

She sat on the ground, rubbing her left nipple with her hand, while the other played with her clit, now throbbing.

“So, who’s ever wanted to circle jerk onto a wet, horny, big-breasted slut?” Jessica asked, licking some of her juices from her fingers. A chorus of “Aye!” and “Me!” filled the room. So, Jessica laughed and lay on the floor. She waited for about 10 seconds, then she spoke.

“Come get it then.”

She had about 8 guys standing around her in a circle. She was on her knees now, looking at eye level with each of there cocks. She touched one or two, then gave a shout.

“Don’t just stand there, FUCK!” She cried, watching as a bunch of hands moved back and forth. She went around the circle, touching this guys balls, rubbing this guys head, licking this guy’s shaft. She went around again and again, and when someone started to cum, she told him to pinch it. Eventually, there were 3 guys who hadn’t started to cum yet, so she decided to give them a little ‘treat’. She went to the first guy, and began running her tongue up and down his shaft. She kept doing this, and eventually placed his cock in her mouth, tongue moving always. When she placed the tip of her tongue to the slit of his penis, she could taste a bit of his cum, so she brought her head back and told him to hold. The next guy had his balls in her mouth, each one being sucked on and licked, until his moment was about to come.

The final guy, he was still jerking when he felt her hands on his balls. He then felt the hand move, slowly between his legs and grab his ass. Jessica gave a short laugh and pressed a finger against his anus. His cock started to spasm, so she knew it was time.

She lay back down in the middle, mouth open, legs spread. She rubbed her tits once, and then spoke.

“Make me wet.” As the words left her lips, hands unclenched their cocks and streams of semen sprayed against her body. She felt her nipples get covered by the warm fluid; she felt some spray all over her pussy lips, and up to her bush and throbbing clit. Her mouth was wide open, and she was greeted with the salty taste of warm cum. It was in her hair, on her eyes, in her mouth, loads on each tit, in her belly-button, and all over her legs. She brought her fingers down and played with her pubic mound, blond hair covered milky white. At one point, she turned over, and 2 or 3 of the late sprayers got her neck and lower back. Her ass cheeks sent up sprays as cum bounced off it. Jessica moaned as semen began to slide down her ass cheeks, making her asshole wet and lubed again.

She moaned, and she was fingering herself, and playing with her tits, and swallowing and licking semen. As pleasure sent tendrils to her brain, she let out words of enjoyment.

“Now… Dick… In me…” She gasped as her own pussy juices mixed with that of the creamy cum, making a lovely mess on her inner thighs.

She rolled back onto her back and raised her feet into the air.

“FUCK ME!” She shouted, and three men obeyed. She closed her eyes and let them come to her. These ones were not from the circle jerk, because they were rock hard. She felt herself being turned to her side, and gasped loudly as a throbbing cock buried itself balls deep into her raging pussy. Another cock, this one fat, slid its way into her mouth. She felt precum dance on her tongue as the cock slid in and out. Finally, a finger was pressed into her anus. Then she felt 2, then 3 fingers, spreading her asshole wide for an invasion.

And no sooner had she thought this than a cock, rock hard, slid into her ass, stretching her sphincter wide yet again. All the while, her hand was down the front of her panties, pinching her clit and rubbing her blond mess of sticky pubic hair. The guy in her ass shot his load first, filling the cavern of her anus yet again with a large load of milky semen. The guy in her wet cunt shot next, spraying cum back out and over her pussy lips and crotch less panties. The man in her mouth shot last, spraying a load so large that it flowed out of her mouth and down her throat. She swallowed the salty and sticky load and sat up. There wasn’t a dry part anywhere on her body. Even her panties were soaked through!

She grabbed as much of the sticky mess as she could and put it in her mouth, the rest she tried to push towards her pussy. The panties she was wearing were absorbing the cum and pussy juices, as if eating them up.

The exhausted, yet satisfied men left the room, leaving the pool of semen to her. She finally got to her feet, most of the semen either swallowed, or absorbed. She wiped her breasts with a pillow, and found her shirt. She put it on, the fabric sliding over her tits with ease. A wet spot, from a spot she missed, appeared on her right tit, making it see through and cling. Her belly button also had some cum left over, and a spot appeared there.

Jessica felt dizzy; what would she do now? She bent over to get her pants, but turned when she heard a noise. She turned, the man from the store stood there. He looked at her, smiling. She gave a laugh and placed her hands on the side of a couch, bracing herself.

At the sound of a zip, she looked back and gasped at the sight of his flaccid cock. It was HUGE! She moaned and thrust her ass out, waiting. Four seconds later, a cock which was stiff as a board, slid its way into her pink asshole.

From all it saw that day, the muscle spread itself wide to accommodate. However, even that wasn't enough when the monster of a head pushed it wide. In, out, in, out, the cock ravaging her anus went.

It slowed to a stop and she looked back. No sooner did she look back then the lips of her cunt spread out, dragging along the shaft of the man’s cock. Jessica's large clit was being rubbed back and forth, her pussy juices sliming down her leg from the lack of room in her hot cunt. She felt her head tug back, an odd feeling in her scalp. The man had her blond pigtails in his hand, pulling.

With every orgasm she received, the world started to blur. She felt an explosion rip through her greedy cunt, semen everywhere. Her starving pussy lapped it up like a vicious dog.

Warmth everywhere, then black...



Her eyes opened, staring up at her bedroom ceiling. She gasped for breath, blinking.

"Oh my god... What a dream.'' She said, images going through her mind. It wasn't until a little after that when she noticed the warmth in her pussy, or an odd feeling in her ass. Puzzled, she looked down at herself, strewn across the bed.

"What the...?" she said, looking down at her fat nipples, and big breasts. Closing her eyes, she reached down and touched her clit; her large, cum soaked clit. She opened her eyes and stood up, admiring her blue, crotch less panties.

Sighing, she grabbed the black vibrator, turned it on, and slowly slid it into her now-wide cunt.


Continued...

n and five of the ten men ran out and grabbed the girls and brought then back inside. The girls were kicking as screaming. But for thin little girls they didn't do anything to the tall strong men that were holding them and ripping off their cloths.

"Don't bother screaming noone can hear you in here. It's all sound proof and all your screaming will just cause you more pain in the end.'" Said a man named Bryan laying Haylynn on the bed just in her panties and tieing down her feet, hands and waist so she couldn't move. The other men, James, Jason, Pete, Leo, Rich, Cater, Mike, Sam, and Andy, were tieing up the other girls.

"Okay listen up." said Mike towering over the young and crying girls. "You will do what we say, when we say. If you scream or start begging us to stop you will be punished in the most painful, bloody, and unbareable way possible."

"I-I-I don't believe you!" yelled Jenna, the oldest sister, trying to protect her sisters.

"Well, well, well. Looks like we have a smartass little bitch on our hands! Sam! Carter! Leo! Why don't you three show the bitch here what we mean!" yelled Mike pointing to Jenna.

Mike went up to Jenna and quickly untied her and grabbed her by her hair and dragged her to this thick wooden table and strapped her down on her stomach. "Listen to the rest of you bitches...watch closely."

Sam ripped off her panties and grabbed the two thickest dildo he could find witch was twice as thick as James who was 10 inches long and 3.5 inches thick. Carter grabbed a whip while Leo took off his pants and revealed a bulge that was 8.5 inches long and 2.5 inches thick. Mike went up to Jenna and tried to put his finger up her pussy to see how tight she was but his finger didn't fit. He then shoved his finger in her and she started screaming and squriming. "I think the bitch is ready." Mike said grinning.

Sam took on dildo and shoved it up Jenna's pussy and hard and as fast as he could. She started screaming and crying as blood started dripping from her pussy. He took the other dildo and shoved it up her ass. He started fucking her as hard as he could while Carter started whipping her faster and faster as Sam started thrusting the dildos up her ass and pussy.

Leo went around the table where her head was and he said "suck." Jenna kept her mouth shut as tight as she could. He reached up and grabbed her hair and yelled "SUCK!!!" Jenna slowly opened her mouth and Leo shoved his cock in her mouth. She started bobbing her head up and down. After 10 mintues Leo came and he made her drink all of his cum and he forced her to keep sucking him.

"Stop! Stop it!" yelled Haylynn. I can't take it anymore! Mike quickly turned around and glared at Haylynn. Rich and Jason why don't you give her a baby.

Rich untied Haylynn and Jason grabbed her and put her under his arm. He took her down to the basement and on the way down he stuck his hand in her and started fisting her. She kicked and screamed but Rich shut her up quick with 1 hard blow to the head.

"Perfect." smiled Rich. "Now we can implant the baby in her and she'll grow tits so we can play with them."

They layed the knocked-out Haylynn on high wooden table with long poles at on end of the table. They tied her legs up on the poles and tied her hands down on the table. Rich stood up at the end of the table and started fucking Haylynn as hard as he could after he came he fucked her twice more. "I think that'll do it." said Rich. He put his hand just hovering over her stomach and suddenly she was full-term pregnant. Jason looked at he pussy and he had to thrust his finger into her to see if the baby was there. "The baby's on it's way." Jason and Rich smiled. Jason put his hand up towards the wall and moved it across and there was a huge crowd. He walked back over the Haylynn and he put his hand hovering over her head and he moved it across and he head flew up as she was gasping for breath. She started screaming in pain. "Welcome back slut. You're about to give birth and you're feeling 100X the pain of a women giving birth." Jason said as he snapped his fingers and another man appeared. "You know what to do." said Rich as he and Jason went back upstairs to see what was going on.

As Jason opened the door he came across all of these toys. "Aww I see you have brought out all of our raping invention." said Jason grinning.

"We wanted to wait for you guys." said Carter. "We knocked them out after a long painful watching of Jenna being fucked, raped, slapped, fisted, and sucking cock."

The men walked over and untied all of the girls and they dragged them over to their fucking machines. Jenna got tied to this machine that fists, fucks, slaps, and causes her more pain then any human being could stand. Julie was strapped into this machine that fucked her pussy and ass with the biggest dildos ever created. It can fuck her up to 1,000 thrusts every two seconds."What are we going to do with the other two girls while they wait their turn?" asked James.

"We still have cocks, toungs, vibrators, nipple and clit pinchers don't we?" scoffed Mike

"Yes, sir." Replied James.

"Wake the girls up!" commanded Mike. Leo took his hand and moved it across the girls heads. They woke up gasping for breath. The three girls that weren't tied down tried to run but Mike took his hand and threw them across the room.

The girls were trying to move on the floor and they were crying. Mike was fed up with them trying to run so he made them become limp and lay in mid-air. "I want them to have tits." Mike said making the young girls grow tits.

"What are you?! What are you doing to us? What did you do to Haylynn?" said Julie every weak.

"Shut up bitch!" said Mike slapping Julie. He walked over to Jenna. "Well, Well, Well bitch. What should we do first? I think all of it." he turned up the machines all the way and a metal fist was thrust into Jenna's extra tight pussy, the dildo went in and out of her ass so fast that you couldn't even see it move, he boobs were being slapped and whipped. She was in so much pain that she couldn't yell. Her pussy was starting to turn blue from getting fisted.

Mike walked over to Julie. "You know this can thrust 1,000 times every 2 minutes. These are the biggest dildos ever created in the world." Mike said every calmly. He turned it on slowly at first to hear Julie's screams. After a minute or two he surprised her by turning it up all the way. Julie's new tits were being going back and forth. Mike Picked up a whip and start whipping her as hard as he could.

Ashlynn and Jaden were crying knowing something painful and terrbile was going to happen to them and they were still in the air unable to move anything, on their mouths. James and carter started fingering Jaden and rubbing her tits and pinching her nipples as hard as they could. They attached their nipple and clit pincher to both Jaden and Ashlynn. They started sceaming. "Scream as loud as you want bitches. Noone can hear you or will ever see you again. Screaming just makes us want to fuck you harder." Mike said calmly hovering over the two girls. Mike pulled out his 4 biggest egg shapped vibrators that he had. He handed them to Andy. "Andy, do me a favor and make it hurt." Mike said heading towards the basement to check on Haylynn. Andy Took two of the vibrators and out them up Jaden's pussy. He didn't do it fast because he knew that when you do it fast the pain would soon be over so he did it slow. He slowly shoved the egg vibrators up Jaden's pussy together. It too about 10 minutes to get them half way in. He put his hand up and they stopped. he walked over to Ashlynn and put his hand over he pussy and made a strap on appear. He pointed towards Jaden and she started moving towards Ashlynn. He put Jaden on top of the strap on on Ashlynn. Her asshole was on it then he walked over and slowly pushed the vibrators in and that took about another 10 minutes. Then Andy held up his hand and Jaden went onto Ashlyn hard. As soon as Jaden went down the vibrators shot out of her pussy. Andy held out his hand and the vibrators went into his hand. He looked at Jaden's tight pussy and he made it streached out and Jaden started screaming. Andy snapped and the vibrators were inside Jaden's pussy. He snapped again and they were on full speed and leave Jaden's pussy this time. He raised his hand and lowered it and jaden was moving quickly up and down on the strap on. "Don't think I would forget about you now would I?" He asked Ashlynn. He snapped his fingers once again. They were still in mid-air just up right. He shoved his masive dick into Ashlynn's ass and started pumping fast. Andy started playing with her hair. "Oh, GOD! You're so good!" Andy was moaning and soon he shot his load. Ashlynn and Jaden were screaming. He looked at Ahlynn and Jaden. Andy went to lay down then he snapped his fingers and the girls appeared right in front of him. He positioned Ashlynn so she was hovering right over him after he made the strap on and clit and tit pinchers dissapear. He put Jaden down by his dick and snapped his fingers and she was sucking it. He was licking Ashlynn's pussy. He played with her clit and stuck his tounge into her pussy.

Carter, James, Leo, Jason, Pete, Sam, and Rich were having the time of their lives with Jenna and Julie. They unstrapped the girls from the machines and threw them onto the beds. The used their magic to make then hover in the air and not be able to move. Rich and Carter stuck their dicks into Julie's ass and Sam and Pete stuck their dicks into her pussy. James and Leo stuck their dicks into Jenna's ass and Jason stuck his into her pussy. The men started pounding the girls as fast and as hard as they could. The girls were crying and bleeding. Jason started playing were Jenna's tits and she yelled "stop it!" Jason got pissed off and he snapped and two clothes pins appeared in his hands. He put on on each of Jenna's nipples. She was screaming and tried to move but it was useless. He pinched the clothes pins harder and harder.

Downstairs in the basement Mike was seeing how badly Haylynn was.doing. She was screaming and Mike mad it so she couldn't move or scream so she had to suffer the pain in silent. Mike felt her belly "aww looks like quintuplets. Looks the the apples didn't fall far from the tree. Jason and rich did a good job. Bitch, you're going to have 100X the pain of giving birth 3 times. Look at the audience out there. Want me to turn the sound up? Too late already did. The babies that will be born to you will be given to a person out here and they can have your babies to fuck and use as their own. Lets see if the first one is on it's way?" Mike looked at Haylynn's pussy and he saw the babies head. He made Haylynn push with the wave of his hand and within 15 minutes the head was out "Oh did I forget to mention that the baby is twice as big as the normal baby?" Haylynn finally pushed out the first baby and layed it on top on her and it started fucking her. "If fucks you because the baby has a full grown dick and the juices it proudces closes your pussy all the way so the next one with hurt more then the first one." After the baby shot it's load Mike handed it to the person in the audience. After Haylynn pushed out the first one Mike with getting tired of waiting so he snapped his fingers and the other four babies were out but he made it so time was spead up so she felt all the pain over and over again. He untied Haylynn and Dragged he upstairs by her hair. He threw Haylynn on one of the beds. "Listen up bitches!" yelled Mike. "What you went through today is nothing. We were just warming you up. You'll never see you're familes again. You're going to be our personal fucking slaving and have babies so were can sell them for money."

"M-m-may I ask a question, sir?" asked Haylynn terrifed.

"Go ahead bitch."

"D-d-did you take our little sisters?"

"You mean those bratty tripplets?!"

"Y-y-yes, s-s-sir."

Mike left the room and he came back dragging 2 lifeless little girls by their hair. "You're sisters?"

"A-a-are they-"

"No they're not! Their knocked out."

"Wha-wha-what happened to th-th-the third one"

"We killed that bitch"

The girls screamed

"Shut the fuck up bitches! After this day you'll never see the outside world again and the punishments will be much greater then they were today. You won't go to school or any of that shit. You'll remain in this house forever and fuck when we want to fuck and when we don't feel like really fucking you'll be chained down giving birth so we can sell the babies to people who want to raise them as sex slaves. Prepare yourselves for a long hard life."