This is my first story written and posted. I checked spelling and grammar but may have missed some things. This is based loosely in White Wolf Games old World of Darkness for my inspiration and is just a start or the many ideas I have to continue on with. There is no actual sex in this chapter but the ending sets up for the start of the next chapter. Please let me know what you think of the story as a whole and of the writing style as well. Please be constructive not just this sucked or it was great. Let me know what you actually think. Thank you
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If I told you Mages truly existed you’d probably laugh at me or think I was crazy. You’d want to lock me up and throw away the key if I told you they are around us here and now, not just legends of the past. Mages do exist, and they are here in the world with us today. I should know, I’m one of them. Now when I say Mage I sure the first though to come into your mind is the Harry Potter novels and movies or the old cartoons where you have people in old laboratories surrounded by strangely labeled jars like eye of newt and bat wings. Where that kind of magic is in the world and there are a few hedge wizards among you mortals, that’s not true Magick. My name is Andrew and I’m going to give you a glimpse into the reality of a true Mage.
I wasn’t born a mage, like everyone else in the world I was born mortal and had a pretty average childhood. I grew up in a small tourist town at the Jersey shore. I did well in school, but I always got in trouble for being a dreamer so my grades weren’t the greatest. Like any other kid I dreamed of being everything from an astronaut to soldier, Knight of the Round Table to any other thing I could imagine. I was about 11 when I first started to notice weird things about the world around me. There were times I knew for a fact that I wasn’t going to get home before dark and would therefore be grounded for a week and rushed to get home. Even though there was no way for me to get home in time I’d get in just in time. As a kid I just chalked it up to rushing and luck and forgot about it. Around the time I turned 13 my mind was becoming sharper than ever. I could read a book once and remember everything in it, and even understand college text books for classes my brothers and sister were having difficulty with.
I’m going to tell you a little about my family because it’s important that you understand a little more about me and them before I explain my Awakening. I came from a large family, my parents of course and 4 siblings. I had 2 brothers both older and 2 sisters, one older the other younger. At the time of my awakening my mother was a stay at home mom, she was one of the nicest people. She would help anyone who needed it however she could. My father was engineer with a government contractor. He never spoke of what he did at work, but you could tell he enjoyed it. My brother Matt and Jake were both in college. Matt was studying Medicine and Jake was working for a PHD in Computer Sciences. My older sister, Arica, was a senior in High School and one of the most popular girls. What set her apart is like our mother she was kind to everyone, and didn’t allow bullying or rudeness to people just because they were different. I was just past 16 and an avid reader, my favorite books were about time travel and other Sci-Fi themes. I was also a science geek, playing with Chemistry sets and learning anything I could get my hands on at that point. Then there was my younger sister, Jamie. I hated the idea of a younger brother or sister when my parents told us they were having another child. I was wrong about how I’d feel. Jaime was a living contradiction. She was a proper young lady when we went out to dinner or movies and a real tomboy when we were out playing in the woods or at the park. She was 8 when everything in my life changed forever.
Now that you have a short history about me and know some of what’s going on I’ll explain what an Awakening is and then we’ll get on with the story. For most people reality is what it is and they can’t do anything to change it. The truth about Reality is this, for the average person Reality is Consensual, meaning what the majority of the world believes is true. In the past people believed in Dragons and Wizards and Monsters. Nowadays most people don’t, science says they can’t exist so for the average person they don’t. Some mortals come to understand that there are more things in the world than science has explained. Some consider themselves lucky and others are haunted by the knowledge that they live in a world surrounded by monsters and knowing that they can do little except survive and pray the monsters don’t notice them. Mages learn of this greater reality, but they also learn that they have the power to change reality by force of will. Learning what you’re capable of as a Mage however comes after this Awakening. Every Mage reaches their awakening differently, for some it’s simply their mind coming to an epiphany realizing the greater truth of the world, for others it’s violent and mind shattering. I fell into the latter category.
It was 2 weeks after my 16th birthday when everything in my life change forever. It was the July 4th holiday and my family took a vacation together to celebrate my Birthday and the holiday together. Being that we lived in a tourist trap we left the area for the Holiday. We were staying at a hunting cabin in the mountains. We had been there four nights when my life changed forever. There had been a string of murders in Cheyenne’s newspapers when we passed through, 5 dead in as many weeks. The murders were ritualistic and the papers were reporting a serial killer. As we were heading a couple hundred miles north-west to the cabin and the murders were all listed in the city we figured we’d be safe. We couldn’t have been more wrong. It was after midnight when I was startled out of sleep by a noise downstairs in the cabin. I first thought it was one of my brothers grabbing a late snack but I could hear both of them snoring across the room. I slid quietly out of bed to check on the sound out of curiosity when I heard a loud thump and my mother scream from the stairway. My brothers both came awake and to their feet as I was running out of the room to see what was going on. What I saw as I came to the stairs is burned into my mind forever. My father was on the floor bleeding from his scalp with a cast iron pan on the floor beside him. I started to run down the steps to him when I heard my brothers and sisters reach the railing and gasp. That’s when I saw my mother and the man. The man was about 6’2” , had long dark black hair and eyes so pale blue they were looked white in the firelight. He was holding my mother by her hair with one hand, and the other was hidden by her body as her back was to us. I saw my mother being hurt and like any overconfident teenager I charged the man thinking I could make him release her. I hit him in the ribs with my shoulder and knocked him away. He tripped over the coffee table and was forced to release my mother. As he fell and she landed I noticed that the front of her nightgown was stained with blood and I moved to help her. There was a strange Glyph in blood on her chest as I helped her up and pushed her towards my Brothers who came to the bottom of the stairs when I rushed the guy. Unfortunately, in my haste to protect my mother I forgot about the guy. He grabbed me from behind and spun me to face him, grabbing onto my neck when he did so. I knew he was going to kill my entire family and that I lost my chance to stop him when I went to help my mother. I heard my brothers coming at him he picked me up by the neck on handed and figured they’d be able to stop him and save the others. I was afraid to die but glad my family would live. Then he looked directly into my eyes and his face changed. His pupils expanded to where they filled the entire eye except for a blood red rim around it. He waved the hand not holding me and my brothers were stopped in their tracks.
In a low almost whispered one that just had the sound of evil flowing through it, “You’re the one I sensed. I am going to have your power for myself.” He reached out toward my chest with his right hand and as it touched my chest I felt it passing through my skin as though it wasn’t there. I screamed as the pain became pure torture and forced my mind to accept that his hand was passing though me like I didn’t have skin and bone. As his hand reached my heart I felt an oily darkness slide through my body. I didn’t understand how I felt or knew any of this but it was there in my mind. I grasped for the knowledge that I knew I never read or studied and tried to pull it into me and fight the feeling or being smother by this oily darkness. It was then that I felt the third presence within me. This one was bright and strong, the darkness not able to cover it. It was joined to me in several places and I felt a power coming from it. It was fighting and pushing back the darkness within my body.
A strange voice sounded in my mind, “You must fight this darkness if you wish to live, accept what your mind is telling you is impossible and fight!!!!” and then the voice was silent as I felt the brightness and energy seeping away from me.
I realized that if I gave up, this man would kill me and then kill my family. I opened my eyes and stared into his. Choking as I said to him in a growl from his hand around my throat, “I will not let you hurt my family!!!” I reached deep into myself for that brightness and just pulled as much of it to me as I could. I shoved the power out of me at this monster, for he was no normal man. There was an intense flash of heat, light and sound as the world shook around and I blacked out. My last thought was that I failed to stop him.
It was hours later when I started to wake up, I could feel rain falling on me and assumed that it was all a dream and that my brothers pulled one of their pranks. As I opened my eyes and stood up, I saw that the Cabin’s upper floor and roof was gone and the walled were crumbling and splintered. There was charring on the edges all the way around. I realized that something had happened last night. I looked over towards the kitchen and could see me fathers leg sticking out from behind the counter. I ran over to him and checked for a pulse. He was alive but he was breathing shallow and there was still a lot of blood around his head. I grabbed the dish towel and wet it placing it against the wound. I checked the drawer for the CB to call for emergency services for him and looked around for the rest of my family. I found Matt still unconscious laying on the floor under where the stairs were. He was breathing normally but looked like he hit his head. I looked to where I last saw Jake and moved over to him. I could tell he was dead before I got to him, his head had be twisted around so far. I started to look for my mother and sisters. I found my mother and Arica quickly. My mother was slumped against the wall by the cabin’s door in a pool of blood. And Arica was outside the cabin with burns all over her body. It took me longer to find Jamie and she was the hardest for me. She had been thrown 50 yards from the cabin into the trees and rocks. When I found her almost every bone had been broken and I wouldn’t have recognized her except for the necklace she always wore, even when she slept. I carried her broken body back to the cabin to find Matt awake and taking care of our father. A few minutes later the Flight for Life helicopter landed outside of the cabin and a couple ranger vehicles arrived via the service roads. The Flight for Life people took my father right away while 1 of the medics stayed to take care of Matt and myself. I kept pushing the medic away as I searched for the man that started all of this. I found his body a tangles mess near the natural gas tank the cabin used for the fire and cooking. He looked as if someone had reached into his body and ripped him apart from the inside. I was numb, physically, mentally and emotionally as I wandered around the disaster that had taken most of my family away from me. When one of the medics approached me again I swung at him and yelled for him to stay away. The Cops that arrived while this was going on tackled me and the medic sedated me.
While I was unconscious, my mind kept replaying what happened that night in the cabin. I still didn’t understand why it happened but I knew that the world was far different than I knew. Somehow that monster had reached his hand through me like the flash wasn’t there and I somehow fought back. I had to know what happened. Every time it played through however I saw the bodies of my family and felt crushed. I awoke in a hospital bed; there was an officer by the door to the room. I pushed the call button for the nurse. An older woman came in past the officer. He made no move to stop her.
“I see you’re finally awake,” she stated with a forced smile. “You had us worried there for a while”
I tried to ask for water but my throat was very dry and soar, it came out sounding like growl. The older nurse turned to face me and I pointed to the pitcher of water. She picked up the cup with the flexi straw and moved it to my lips. “Sip the water slowly; you haven’t had anything to drink in the last few days because you wouldn’t wake. We put you on an IV for fluids and nutrition.”
I took a few sips of the water and let it sit in my mouth before swallowing it. I managed to whisper, “what’s the date?”
“It’s the evening of the 10th and you’ve been here since the 6th. You’ve been asleep the whole time. Now that you’re awake, I need to notify your doctor and the officer there needs to speak with you when you are ready,” the Nurse replied.
“Send him in please,” I stated hoarsely. She left and sent the officer in. When he came in he told me he needed to call the detectives in charge of the case in to see me. While I was waiting for the Detectives the Doctor came in. Her name tag said Dr. S. Grey, she was about 5’1” and 100lb. She had shoulder length read hair, and beautiful gray eyes. Dr. Grey looked to be in her early 20s no older than 24. She looked over my chart and rechecked my vitals. I asked after my father and Matt. She told me that my father had been flown directly to a trauma center and that Matt went to join him two day ago when I showed no sign of waking. She would contact the trauma center to let them now I was awake and to check their conditions for me.
The Detectives arrived about 15 minutes after the doctor and nurse had left and asked if they could get a statement from me about what happened. I told them what I remembered about hearing a noise and then my mother’s scream. Running downstairs to try and help and about body checking the guy. Then I told them about him grabbing me by the neck and picking up. After that I told them I didn’t remember much, it was all strange like a dream. That I didn’t know what happed as I passed out while he was holding me. I left out the strange sense of what was going on and his hand passing through me because I didn’t fully understand what happened and didn’t want to get locked up for being crazy. They told me the officer on the door was for my protection and privacy as the guy was the serial killer that had been in the papers in Cheyenne. They put the officer there in case he had an accomplice and to keep the media away. They explained that what I remembered of the next day was accurate. Stated that the explosion was caused by a lightning strike to the gas tank outside and were amazed that anyone had survived it according to the arson investigator. I was out of the hospital and going to the trauma center to my father and brother the next day. We were there for another week before my father was released and we returned home. My father became distant and withdrawn and Matt stopped talking to me and went back to school. He and my father would talk on the phone but he wouldn’t talk to me anymore. I noticed immediately that the world seemed more real to me, I could sense things before they happened sometimes, I always know the time. I went to the school counselor upon returning as they wanted to make sure I was ok to return to class. I went to the adult education center and arranged to complete my classes and graduated 3 months into the school year. After that I went to work full time and started to put money away. Over the next 18 months I put away around 10 thousand dollars. During this time the strange sense I had of the world kept getting stronger and I noticed more things about what happed around me. I noticed that when I drove I always hit green lights and that my mind and body were getting stronger. On my 18th birthday I drove away from my home. I left a letter to my father explaining that I couldn’t stay there any longer as he had completely withdrawn from me as well as Matt, and without my mother and the girls I couldn’t live there any longer. That was 3 years ago, since then I have found a teacher and learned about True Magick and have gained in power quickly. They say that power corrupts, and that absolute power corrupts absolutely. I won’t say I am totally incorruptible but the way I came about my power makes me think before I abuse it. I have used it to make enough money to live comfortable as an investment broker and I am moving to my new home. I drive into Las Vegas, NV on my 21st birthday and can’t wait to have some fun.
I see the signs for the Green Valley Ranch Casino as I’m driving down the freeway and decide that’s a nice enough place to stay. I pull of the freeway and head to the Valet. As I get out of my car and hand the keys to the valet I see a vision of beauty from the past. She is standing alone so I walk over to her, “Dr. Grey?” I ask.
She turns and looks me over, she slowly looks me up and down. I should probably describe myself now as a lot has changes since I started explaining everything and this is where you need an Idea of my appearance. I’m about 5’10” around 190lbs of toned muscle. I have short back hair and green eyes, like a dark emeralds. I dress fairly well; right now I am in black slacks and a forest green silk button down shirt. She finishes looking me over and says “I’m sorry, but how do you know me?”
“Granted, I was only 16 at the time, but I didn’t think I was that forgettable. You on the other hand have only gotten more beautiful. I’m Andrew Graves, you treated me after the incident at the cabin in the mountains.” I tell her. And the compliment wasn’t just idle. She was still only 5’1” but in her heels she came to about 5’7”. She still looked like she was in her early 20, time was being very kind to her. Her hair was now down to her waist and was more of a copper-red that practically shined. She looked to be about 110lbs now, and it showed in her curves. She had a heart shaped ass that was shown off to great advantage by the tall heals and the body hugging dress she was wearing. It was a deep green almost shading to black that ended at mid-thigh and showed off her silky legs. The neckline dipped in front to show off her incredible cleavage and B-cups that I couldn’t see before because of the loose scrubs she wore for work. She was a walking dream come true.
“Of course I remember you, it was such a tragedy what happened. I’m sorry again for your loss.” Was her response with a sad look.
“It’s alright, it was years ago and I’ve learned to live with it.”
She smiled and my heart started beating faster, “I didn’t recognize you because you have grown and changed since we last met, for the better as well. You’ve grown into quite a handsome man Mr. Graves.”
“Call me Andrew please, no need to be so formal Dr. Grey” I replied. As I spoke I infused my works with a little Magick to spark her desire for me, and to influence her to want to spend time with me.
“Certainly Andrew, and it’s Sindee. You aren’t my patient anymore and no need to be so formal.” She flushed as her desire started to heat up within her.
“Would you join me for dinner Sindee, I just arrived in town and would enjoy the company?” I didn’t infuse the words with anymore Magick; I just reached out to her mind to read the surface thoughts as I waited for her reply.
“I’d love to Andrew, let me just call my friends and let them know I’m changing my plans.” She stepped away and made a call on her Cell phone. As she thought about the call I say several women in her thoughts as she talked about changing plans. When she started talking about meeting an old friend by chance, images of her and I entwined and sweaty in a bed were passing through her mind.
As she put the phone away I stepped up to her and offered her my arm. As she put her arm through mine I told her, “we just need to go by the desk so that I can check in, then we’ll go get that meal.” We started up the escalator and headed for the front desk. “How long are you in Vegas for Sindee?”
“I’m actually living here now, moved down shortly meeting you. I came down here to do more good than I could in that small town hospital. How long are you planning to stay?”
“I’m an investment broker now and am moving here. That’s the reason I chose a Casino this far out. I figured I’d be closer to looking for real estate for my home and maybe an office.” She smiled upon hearing that. I got checked in quickly and had my bags sent up to the Suite I checked into while we went to get dinner. We spoke and got caught up on what we did over the last few years. During the talking I used a little more Magick to enhance her Sense of taste and the pleasure centers of the body using the aspect of Magick dealing with life. I only increased these senses a little for now but kept the connection opened between us so I could change the effects as the night went on. We finished the meal and I invited her to my suite for a night cap. We left the restaurant and headed for the elevators together.

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I’m a “straight” girl. As in, I’d never date another girl, but I got off on lesbian porn, and have a tendency to fantasize about other girls and whatever.
I knew I could pull the bi and lesbian girls in school if I wanted to- not to brag, but I don’t look to bad. Tan skin, 48D’s, black hair, brown eyes. I don’t think I’m too attractive, but plenty of my classmates do.
I go to an all girls boarding school in California. My parents finally sent me after I’d begged to go the year before. They’re still living back home in West Virginia. So I was a free girl.
Mind you, I’m not one of those preppy whores. I don’t like pink, I rarely wear makeup, I don’t want a cell phone, and I’m still a virgin.
I do, however, like to dress like a whore. But pretty much all the girls at school do. I look like a Christian school girl compared to some of the other girls- some of my friends.
School uniform requires a black skirt, white top, and black shoes. There’s no other regulations as long as you’ve go your “private parts” covered. So, like most of the other girls, I take advantage of that situation.
My wardrobe consists of white button down shirts black skirts and black shoes, just like I’m supposed to. Because I’m a “good girl.” Yeah right.
My shirts are see-through white. I only button up the two buttons on my shirt that are on my chest, leaving my pierced naval and stomach exposed. Maximum cleavage. I wear bright colored bras with cool designs on them. My skirts are all fairly short and if I bend over you can see my panties that match my bras.
How I dress is nothing compared to my best friend Sonya though. She wears no bra- perky 38C’s, but what she lacks in chest, she makes up in ass – and only one button done up over her tits. Wrapping a ribbon around her waist one time would make a more chaste skirt for her compared to what she normally wears. She wears black high heels- stilettos in fact. Her hair is always tied up in a messy bun that always makes her look like she like got done with the hottest fuck of her life.
***
Sonya and I always meet up after our last class to walk back to our dorm- did I mention we’re roommates? After class we always slip on our bathing suits and head for the pool. Sonya picks up a new girl nearly every week- FYI, she’s lesbian. “Straight curious” she calls herself, only because when she’s horny and no girls will give she goes into the teacher’s lounge (all male staff) and fucks the nearest teacher.
Sonya’s bathing suit was even less modest than her uniform, leaving nothing, right down to her areoles, to the imagination. Each would-be cup was actually just a little diamond of thin material that covered her nipples. The bottom was a bigger diamond that covered her shaved pussy. It connected to the back with a thin string that went up her ass. Nothing to cover her ass.
“Still friends with benefits on Janie?” I asked her as we walked to the pool. I glanced down at her tits- rock hard nipples.
She rolled her eyes. “Yes, and-” she grabbed my face with one hand “- if you want, we can give it a try.” She let go of my face and winked. Obviously, I needed to be more discreet about checking her out.
It was my turn to roll my eyes. “I don’t go that way, no matter how bad you wish.” I playfully grabbed her head and put her face to my chest. “It’ll be alright, Sonya,” I teased in a fake sad voice. “One day you’ll find someone as sexy as me who’ll give you the hottest fuck of your life.”
She laughed and bit my right tit, making me let her go. “Delicious,” she laughed.
I stuck my tongue out at her.
“Is that an offer?”
I flipped her the bird before I flipped my hair dramatically and walked away like the prissy girls do on those cheesy old movies.
She picked up her step to keep up with me and two seconds later we were laughing at our dumb jokes.
Sonya didn’t even go swimming today, she sat on Janie’s lap and they made out for the two hours I was swimming in the pool.
We went straight from the pool to dinner, not caring about dressing in street clothes. After dinner we went back to our dorm to relax.
“Hey, Rissy, I-” Sonya began.
“Ah, c’mon Sonya, don’t call me that. I hate that nickname.”
“Fine, Marissa.” She stuck her tongue out at me. “You know how I was kissing Janie at the pool today?”
“I could here your lips smacking against each other under water,” I commented, snickering.
“Well, that left me a little-” she blushed “- excited. Do you mind if I…?”
I rolled my eyes. “You know I don’t care. I mean, c’mon, Sonya. I didn’t object at all when you let CeeCee eat you on my bed- while I was in the room.”
She laughed. “That girl had a long ass tongue.”
I laughed with her. “I got stuff to do on the computer anyways.”
“Porn again?” she asked, giving me an innocent face.
“None of your business.”
She stuck her tongue out at me. “Lesbian porn?”
“So?” I didn’t look up, my face got a little hot. I opened my laptop and turned it on.
“I don’t get why you’ll watch girls you don’t know fuck but you won’t even let me touch you.”
I ignored her as I pulled up the internet. Truth be told, I fantasized about Sonya more than any other girl. I was just too embarrassed to tell her. Or do anything.
I pulled up the internet and type xnxx.com into the address bar.
Sonya must have forgotten about her “excitement” because she plopped onto my bed and laid on her stomach to watch the videos with me.
I typed “trib” into the search box. Sonya pointed to the video that was titled “Roommates trib.” I stuck my tongue out at her but clicked on the video.
I clicked play and set the laptop in front of me, laying down on my stomach next to her.
It was about three minutes into the video. Sonya seemed to remember her excitement because I saw her slip a her under her chest to tweak her nipples. I felt myself getting aroused too, I almost wanted to copycat the video with Sonya. Almost.
She must have slid her hand down to her pussy because Sonya gave a little gasp. I glanced at her, eyebrows raised, but she didn’t return to look. Her face and neck were red, so she knew I’d caught her.
My eyes were still on the screen. There was a close up of the girl’s pussies rubbing against each other. I crossed my legs and could feel how slick my pussy was already getting. Probably more from my fantasizing about Sonya than the video.
I hadn’t realized it until I heard her whisper. “You’re breathing a little hard,” Sonya whispered in my ear. “You can touch yourself, Marissa. I don’t mind.”
Now it was my turn to blush. None the less I slipped my hand down to my slick pussy as subtly as I could.
I was amazed at how wet I was. My clit was erect and as my fingers slid down my labia to my soaking hole they brushed my clit. I gave a soft involuntary moan.
Sonya rolled over so she was on her back. Her fingers were pushing in and out of her hole rapidly, making squishy noises. Her quick breaths turned into moans.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she moaned.
My middle and ringer finger were slowly circling my clit, I had to take slow breaths to keep myself from moaning.
I watched Sonya, getting more turned on by her than the video, which was almost over.
She turned her head toward me. Her mouth was open in an O and her eyes were full of lust.
“Kiss me, Marissa,” she moaned, she begged.
I didn’t know what to do. I hesitated. She didn’t.
Sonya grabbed my face like she mad this morning and touched her lips to mine. Almost involuntarily, my lips parted to except her tongue. She rolled on top of me, straddling my waist, she’d quit masturbating. I hadn’t noticed, but she’d taken off her shorts and panties. Her soaking pussy was making a wet spot on my shorts.
I had to pull away to take a breath. Her lips moved down to my neck, she kissed and sucked on it like a pro.
“Fuck, Sonya,” I moaned low in her ear. I was going crazy. It wasn’t often I could bring myself to climax because I felt like I was going to burst when I got close and my body couldn’t handle it. “I can’t… I can’t cum.”
“We’ll see,” she whispered, biting my ear. I moaned. Sensitive spot.
She pulled off my shorts and panties and tossed them to the side. She pulled my fingers out of my slick pussy and sucked them clean. Then she slid two of her own fingers in my tight hole.
“Oh my God!” I moaned, my back arched.
“Let me take care of you, Marissa,” She whispered, kissing the clef in between my jaw and neck. My eyes were wide and my breathing was heavy. “I’ve wanted this for a long time. Can I take you, Marissa?”
My pussy tightened around her fingers. She slowly pulled them out, all most all the way, then back in again. Slowly. Agonizingly slow.
“Please, Sonya!” I begged. “Don’t do this to me!”
“Do what?” she asked innocently.
“You’re going so slow,” I panted. “I can’t take it.”
“Beg,” she instructed.
I bit my lip, hesitating for the slightest second. She stopped and started to pull her finger out of me again.
“No, please! Sonya, please finger me! I’m going crazy! I can’t cum on my own! Please fuck me!”
She pulled the rest of the way out. My back lowered down to the bed again.
“Please,” I begged.
She got off the bed. The tension between my legs was too much, I couldn’t get up to follow her. To make her come back. She was out of my line of sight.
I felt her weight, what little weight she carried, move the bed. I looked at her. My eyes widened. “I can’t take that!”
She’d put on a strap on. It was a realistic purple dildo on a harness. It was at least seven inches and thick. Very thick.
“It’s so big!” I told her.
“And you’re very tight,” she informed me, like I didn’t already know. “Marissa, I could barely get those two fingers in you.” She wrapped her hand around the dick. “I intend to stretch you out.”
She didn’t give me a chance to reply. She leaned down and kissed me. One hand held my face to hers, the other slid down my body to my pussy. She spread the upper part of my pussy lips with her pointer and ring fingers. With her middle finger she pressed, lightly, on my clit. I moaned.
She rubbed my labia, My breathing got hard again. She kissed me softly, such a turn on.
Then, out of the blue, she stopped. Sitting cross-legged on my beg next to me.
I rose my head up.
“You want me to keep going? Beg.”
I rolled onto my stomach. My hurt my pussy, I was still very tense, if not more so.
“Please, Sonya,” I whispered. I kneeled in front of her and wrapped my arms around her neck, kissing it deeply. “I need you. Do anything you like to me. Just make me cum. I got wet because of you. Not that video. You. Please don’t stop now that you’re driving me so crazy.” I took her hand in mine and put it to the outer lips of my pussy. “Do you feel that, Sonya? I’m wet for you. Now I need you. Bend me over the bed and fuck me if you want. Just don’t stop doing this.” I pressed her middle finger into my slit, not to penetrate me, just to illustrate my purpose. “Please, finish me.” I kept kissing her neck for a few more minutes. I lowered my hips to her bare thigh and ran my pussy back and forth across it.
“Please,” I begged, kissing her, wrapping my arms around her neck again.
She grabbed my waist. Pulling me closer. My tight hole was hovering over the huge dildo.
“It’s double ended,” she told me. “The other end is mine.” She ran her tongue over my lips. “Whatever you feel, I feel.”
I lowered myself onto it. It wasn’t easy, but I was so wet there was no need for lubricant. Sonya helped, taking it slowly.
The head was barely penetrating me, but it was far enough in that it was sitting against my g-spot, pressing against it. Making me crazy again.
“Fuck,” I moaned. “Sonya, I’ve wanted you bad, for a long time. I fantasized about you constantly. I want you so bad now.”
“Then show me,” she whispered.
I was already going mad, with my clit on fire and the dildo pressing into my “soft spot.”
I lowered myself the rest of the way down. I was panting heavily, Sonya kissed my neck to sooth me. It only made me more excited- more crazy. Huge turn on, kissing my neck.
My pussy pulsed around the huge dildo. I moved up again, slowly. Sonya’s next movements were quick. It was like they didn’t happen. One second, I was on top, slowly moving my way back up the dildo. The next, she was behind me and I was on my stomach.
“Prop yourself up on your knees,” she commanded. I listened. She leaned forward and pinched my nipples. I gasped.
“Please,” I moaned.
She grabbed my hips, my pussy tightened around the dildo again for a second. “Fuck, you make me so hot!” I moaned.
She pumped me slowly at first, probably letting me get used to it. It could have been minutes or hours or seconds later that she started picking up the speed. With every push in she got a beat or two quicker. Some unknown amount of time later she was on full throttle, the hilt of the strap on pressing into my backside.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I moaned. “Harder, fuck me Sonya. Oh, oh, OH! Yes, right there!” She reached under me and was rolling my clit in her fingers, pinching and squeezing it. I was going to explode. I was going crazy again.
“Don’t stop!” I begged. “It’s so good, don’t stop! Fuck, yes! Ah, I’m cumming!”
My hips bucked wildly and, to my great surprise, Sonya got faster still. I was matching her strokes so when she pushed in I pushed back. It was incredible. My pussy tightened around the strap on. Sonya kept rubbing my clit, which only made me all the more wild. It was, without a doubt, the greatest orgasm of my life.
My pussy was still clenching on and off the dildo when Sonya leaned forward, keeping the dildo inside me to the hilt, and kissed my shoulder.
“I love you,” she whispered.

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