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Date: November 23, 2019

It was over. This was the end. “Calm down human. This isn’t what you think.” The beast’s eyes flashed a rainbow of colors. Suddenly her body felt completely relaxed. Her heart rate returned to a leisurely rhythm. “I feel the longing in your aura. We can talk about it, if you promise not to scream. She nodded against its grip. It wasn’t as if she had a choice. She didn’t know that even her and her brother combined could take such a thing. She’d only fought one other, and that was with a whole squadron of her ilk. This mission was not supposed to be so dangerous. It let go of her gently. Too gently. It caressed her hips as it glided across the room to the hotel bed. She felt butterflies in her stomach at the undeniably sexual touch. For the first time, she saw its full body. So strange, but somehow appealing.

The sound of my voice bounced off the hard gray wall, echoing across the racks of expensive wine arranged perpendicularly from me. I’m smacked in the middle of the wine cellar. The moment finally came when Luther walked into the wine cellar. He was wearing only a pair of jeans. Every inch of his lean abs were quickly becoming food for my eyes. Damn, he’s kind of sexy. Who wouldn’t think so? Rich and well built, silk like brown hair that’s been trimmed hanging on his perfectly figured facial structure. Some even find it strange that i never wanted to be in a relationship with him. I tested the leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles. It was clear that I was not going anywhere until Luther let me. The coldness of the cellar faded from my sensory radar, replaced with an unexplained of excitement starting to build up in my stomach. I felt intimidated, yet slightly aroused.

“My name is Bev, and Jeff, I’ve liked you for so long, put your arm around me and kiss me. I’ve dreamed of this for so long.” I pulled his arm around me. He caught on quick and assumed the role of the jock. “ Bev, I have a lot of girlfriends to choose from, and I’m not sure your one I’d like to do kissing with. I’ll have to test you out and see how it goes. Your like my mom…. “Oh please Jeff, pretend I’m the perfect girl for you and test me all you want. Kiss my neck to start with. I think you‘ll like me. I‘m so hot for you, please Jeff. My original plan was to get us both good and horny then leave him to wank, while I went to use Mr. Zoom to get me off. I knew what he wanted, to fantasize about having sex with me. I wanted him to play my daddy and finally give in to having sex with me.

Now I adore it! The other day we were alone inside the house, we kissed and licked each other’s throat and whispered the sweetest things. I think I love him. That is what I am starting to feel now. I will be honest to you as a friend, cute babe. My stepson and I are starting to get on each other’s nerves and privates at the same time. There is no way I will say, ‘No,’ to having sex with a boy that exceedingly handsome; there is no way he is going to refuse caressing the breasts and pecking the skin of a beauty queen like me. I don’t care what happens next. I married Denzel for revenge solely. Not because I loved him. At first, I was so helplessly in love with this certain guy. He left me for a nobody—I mean a girl with nothing amazing and extraordinary about her. His pals told me he married her just to hurt me. I was not willing to do everything he ordered me to accomplish in our relationship. In his eyes, she was very submissive in almost everything.

I have posted many fictional stories on this site and all contain some element of truth but are a really a compilation of experiences (some wishes) I had before and after my marriage. Just like the Threesome story I mentioned above the following story is also true. The following surely would not have happened if I didn’t separate from my wife and certainly nothing I even imagined, at least the way I found out and what happened. I did kind of worry about a prior event I thought that may come back to haunt me way earlier in my young marriage. If you did read my prior story you will notice a different writing style and emotional expression is the following story. It was mean to to convey deeper feelings. There is no embellishment in this story either, it is a true representation of events, feelings and aftermath. I am divorced and carefree, as far as answering to a bitch every second of the day. Since I left my wife I moved into the next town.

“If I say that, they’ll ask to talk to you,” he said. “I’ll say that if we have any problem, we’ll call Mrs. Yates,” I added. I checked the macaroni and it was ready to have the cheese added. Bobby followed right behind me with every step that I made. “If they don’t have Mrs. Yates come over, there are a couple of thing I want to show you,” he said. “What could you show me that you haven’t already shown me? ” I asked as I stirred in the cheese. “I broke the code on the TV so we can watch some porn if there is any on,” he said. ” I questioned. I had never thought of watching porn, in fact I did not even know what it would show so I said, “What is porn? “You know, don’t you,” Bobby said. “No I don’t,” I said. “Have you watched porn?

He loved watching her pout and tease. Even loved watching her be taken, which still surprised him no end. He wondered how she’d feel about her Toy’s puny four-inch hotdog after she’d had the fabulous Yard ‘o Beef from their new friend. How could that possibly compare? Could James EVER satisfy her again? That thing with Anson at the gloryhole had been so emotionally wrenching for her, it was all about size, wasn’t it? And just who was it who said ‘size doesn’t matter’? Mary’s box was itching. Jesus god, if Puttana brought her fucking German Shepard around now, I’d suck HIM off! THAT would be some show! She imagined stroking a huge red rocket and bringing it off. Sucking cocks was her latest craze, ever since the gloryhole experiences. Her thoughts increasingly centered on the huge black prick and the fun when she and Kelly went back. I’m taking her there again next week! To hell with work, I’ll call in sick.