I wasn’t about to let some kind of overblown sense of compassion stop me now, not when I was so close. I left the room, turning out the light as I went and closed the door securely. It was only a little after ten, but I was exhausted too. I found my way to bed soon after and fell asleep more quickly then I thought considering my mind was racing with the possibilities of tomorrow. Tomorrow was Friday. Friday means payday and oh did I ever intend to get paid. I had figured out the way I would make money. Lots and lots of money. It was the news in Kristel’s room the night before that had given me the idea. One of the major news stories at the time was the Enron scandal. They had been talking about all the high paid executives who made millions right before the company collapsed. Millions sounded like a good place to start. I would become a high-paid executive. I would place myself as a silent partner (or whatever you wanted to call it) in a number of area corporations. I would get on the payroll, do exactly nothing and have the money deposited directly into my account. All legal and above board.
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If anyone asked, I was a consultant for this or that company. First thing on Monday I intended to find a very good accountant to keep track of my finances. I was doing my best to try and see the next step down the road to avoid any potential problems. I spent the day driving around visiting every large building in downtown Phoenix that looked interesting. Bank of America, Chase Bank, Motorola, the Arizona Diamondbacks, the Phoenix Coyotes (I hit them up for an exceptionally high salary just because I’m a St. Louis Blues fan), Morgan Stanley, Edward Jones, just to name a few. I simply walked in, asked for the person in charge and how to get to their office and instructed them on what I wanted done. Of course there was resistance at first, but all I had to do was enter the mind of the person in question, give them a little tune-up (as I had taken to calling it) and give the undeniable impression that I was to be obeyed. Life was good. By the time I returned home at about 4:30 my account at Washington Mutual already had over 100,000 dollars in it. It’s amazing what you can get done when everyone follows your instructions immediately. I had about an hour or so until Kristel was due home from work and I wanted to get cleaned up a bit. I was flying on cloud nine. With each successful job I flew a little higher. By the time I walked in the door that night my face was cramped from the grin that was plastered to it.
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Plus I still had tonight to look forward too. Tonight was going to be a good night. I showered, shaved, and just freshened myself up. I put on some clean clothes and a spray of cologne and even popped a breath mint. It wasn’t at all necessary, but I felt better. I finished with about ten minutes to spare, poured myself a glass of water and sat on the couch, watched some tv and waited. I was watching a re-run of The Daily Show on Comedy Central when I heard the tell-tale metallic slide of a key going into the door and the quick thunk of the lock turning over. “Evening,” I said as she walked in the door. “Hey, how you doin,” she replied, looking over and giving me a polite smile. She walked in, closing the door behind her, and placed her purse on the counter, setting her keys down along side it. Still grinning like a deranged clown I said, “Oh I’m doing very well. Excellent in fact. ”“Yeah? You look better then you did yesterday. You looked like you were coming down with something. Did you have a good day?”Yes I had an absolutely fan-fucking-tastic day, and it’s only going to get better now that you’re home! That is what I was thinking.
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What I said was: “Yeah, it was okay. I got a new job,” “Really? That’s awesome, where at?” she asked. I had to think for a second and pick one of the names. “This company called Independent Financial Management. They’re an investment firm in Phoenix. ”“That is so cool. What’s the job?”“Consultant. ”She got a puzzled look on her face. “I thought you did graphic design?”Oh yeah. Recovering quickly I said, “It’s a consulting position in their marketing department. ”Still she persisted. “Do you have enough experience for that? You just graduated a few months ago and this would be your first real job. They really hired you as a consultant?”Ummm. . .
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“I guess I interview really well. ” What a lame-ass answer. She was absolutely right of course, no company in their right mind would hire a wet-behind-the-ears college grad as a consultant. Especially not a company that netted 689 million dollars last year. Since when did she pay so much attention to what I did anyway. *Stop asking questions and accept it* I thought at her, rather annoyed. Her face relaxed and she said, “Well that’s really great Steve. Does it pay pretty good?”That one? Oh about 160 thousand a year. “Yeah, not to bad. Enough that I can stop worrying about my student loans. Maybe get a new car. ” Or eight, one for every day of the week plus two on Sundays with corresponding license plates. Also I think I’ll have each car in a different color of the rainbow with my own personal sex slave assigned to each one with hair and a thong bikini that matches the interior, whose only job is to blow me while I drive around town smiling like a retarded monkey. And to round things off - a Jack In the Box antenna ball waving happily in the wind. God damn I wanted to dance a jig.
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How I was able to keep from running naked through the streets, shouting joyously into the night I’ll never know. “That is just so awesome. Are you going out to celebrate?”“Yeah, I have some plans. What about you?”“Ugh, I’m exhausted. I’m gonna grab a bite to eat hit the sack. You have fun though. ” She started to head to her room. “Oh! Was there any mail?”“Nope, nothing for you. ”“K. See ya. ”“Sooner then you think,” I said to myself. She closed the door and I was alone in the living room. I was so excited I was trembling. I took a few deep breathes to try and calm myself. Now, more then ever, I wanted her.
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Somehow knowing that at any second she could be on her knees in front of me, covered in chocolate syrup and licking my cock, made the desire that much more intense. It was a fierce battle of wills inside me as I strove to draw the moment out instead of succumbing to the animal passion that shouted at me to just take her, TAKE HER NOW!!! I didn’t want to just take her. Maybe some other women, for sure, but Kristel was different. I wanted to possess her but I also wanted her to come to me on her own. Well okay, she would never do that by herself, I was going to have to help out in that department but. . . I don’t know. Even now, looking back on it, I can’t tell you exactly what I wanted, or what I expected. I just know I didn’t want to simply fuck her. Still, I would have her. Tonight. I sat there, I don’t really know how long, going over it in my head. The tv might as well have been a dead plant for all the attention I paid it. In the mean time Kristel had taken her shower (I left it alone this time, I was too wrapped up in my own thoughts) and had come out, gotten some food and retreated back into her room.
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We hadn’t said anything to each other during the time out of her room, that was normal. As I said we talked very little.
You’ve just been witness to one of our longer conversations up to that point. I finally figured out how I was going to do this. Just as before, I would make her horny, but this time simply dithering herself to orgasm wouldn’t be enough. I would work it out so that she would crave a cock. By the time she came to me, I wanted her to be so desperate for dick that she would club a baby seal if that was all that stood between her and a raging hard-on. I made myself comfortable, leaning back into the couch cushions, and cast my awareness out and into her room. She was there, laying in her bed, eating some grapes and watching a Friends re-run. I moved my perspective so that I was looking down on her from somewhere up towards the ceiling and gazed at her for a moment. She was half covered by a blanket and wearing a navy blue dress with white stripes and spaghetti straps. This was one of her favorite lounging outfits, she wore it all the time. It suited me just fine because there had been countless occasions where she would walk around the house with it on and I would fantasize about her. In my mind I saw myself walking up behind her, placing my arms around the tender softness of her waist and kissing down the curve of her neck onto her shoulder. I would then glide my hands down her sides, over the gentle swell of her hips and down to the hem of the dress and once there, pull it slowly upwards and slid it off her body.
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General hot and sticky sex-type things would then ensue. The really intense moments were when she would walk away from me while wearing it and you could see by the jiggle of her ass that either she wasn’t wearing panties, or was wearing a thong. The fact that all that stood between me and her ivory skin was the scant centimeter of a flimsy $5. 99 Kmart Special dress drove me to near madness. Of course due to recent events in the last couple of days, I didn’t have to worry about that anymore. Ha! In my head I’m dancing a jig. Like Fred Astaire on crack. I slipped into her mind like a stone sinking into the cool blue depths of the ocean. She was mine and she didn’t even know it. I sailed between the spaces of her thoughts and skipped over the surface of her consciousness, intangible as mist, and all was open to me. Memories, hopes, wishes, dreams, fears. . . every aspect of her life was mine to have. I was bound by nothing.
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The feeling of power was mind-blowing. They say you can never truly know someone. I can. I reached for her pleasure center again and began to. . . well in a sense it was like whispering soft and gentle nothings in a lovers ear. I watched her body language and it was very similar to last night. She started to caress herself, her breathing deepened and, as the warmth of arousal spread throughout her body, she appeared to sink further into the feather-softness of her bed. She pinched her nipples (I was beginning to get the impression that she was one of those women who have really sensitive nipples) this time even wetting her fingers with her tongue before giving them small twists. I increased her arousal. I was a master puppeteer and she my beautiful and succulent puppet. Her hand dove between her legs as she bit her lip trying to keep quiet. She knew I was in the next room and couldn’t afford to be as vocal as she was last night when she thought she was alone. I could have changed that, made her think I wasn’t there, but I was enjoying her sinful torment.
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There were a few heavy pants and soft ‘Umms’ to be heard but I have to give her credit, she was very quiet through the whole thing. She had her breasts pulled out from the top of the dress and with her left hand was manipulating her nipples and her right hand was working diligently at her pussy. She was very confused as to why she was suddenly so “fucking horny” as she put it. Even during her attempts to get herself off she was wondering what had so suddenly come over her. One minute she’s watching tv and the next she’s so wet you could float a toy boat between her thighs. *You won’t be able to cum*Kristel didn’t realize that she wouldn’t be able to, but her body obeyed my command. She worked her clit, going from light, teasing contact to direct full-on rubbing. She got three fingers in her pussy creating sucking sounds as she pumped them in and out and even stretched one of her tits up to her mouth to suck on it. No matter how fast or slow she worked though, she couldn’t quite get to that magic place. After about 8 or 9 minutes, her arm getting tired, she gave up with a frustrated sigh. Not forgetting her newfound pleasure, she brought her slick fingers up to her mouth and proceeded to lick them clean. Her mind was a wondrous maelstrom of confusion, passion and frustration. She needed to get off so bad, why couldn’t she. *You need to get fucked*{God yes, I need a dick. } She brought her hand back down to her pussy and slowly rubbed her clit.
{A hard dick would feel so good right now. If Corbin hadn’t been such a bastard I could be fucking him right now. His dick wasn’t all that great but it was better then nothing. Oooo god, please let me cum. . . }She pushed two fingers back into her pussy. Corbin was her ex-boyfriend, they had broken up about 6 months prior and she hadn’t really dated anyone since. My own dick growing hard in my shorts, I listened in on her mounting frustration. Soon now, very soon. {Yeah. . . yeah. .
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. almost there. . . . OOooooo. . . . . Ah goddamnsonofabitch! Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck! What the hell is wrong with me. I never needed a guy just to cum before. } Her mind shifted gears. {Who could I call, who could I call? Brad? No, not Brad. There’s something creepy about him.
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Justin is fat, I’m not going to fuck him. Keith has a girlfriend. So does Gabe. Uhhh. . . . it’s not fair. }*Stephen*{Stephen? No, I can’t fuck him. He’s not bad looking but he’s my roommate. I never would have moved in with him if I thought there was a chance we would hook up. Still he hasn’t dated anyone in awhile. . . No! I’m not going to do my roommate.
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Things would be way to weird after that. }I let her simmer for about 18 minutes. She alternately tried in vain to get herself off and racked her brain for any guy she knew that she could fuck. She had the brief idea of going to a club and picking up some random guy but I squashed that before it could take hold. Kristel wasn’t the kind of girl to do that but she was getting desperate. It wasn’t helping matters that I continued to keep pressure on her level of arousal and, every few minutes, move it up a notch. {Maybe I’ll just tell him it’s a one time deal, no strings attached. I see how he looks at me sometimes, I know he wants me. And to be honest, I have thought about it before. Cristi said he gives really good back rubs. Said how soft and firm his hands were. . . Shiiiiit. What am I thinking.
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Kristel you can’t. Not with Stephen. All I know is that if I don’t get off soon, my head is going to explode. }God, I loved it. Kristel was slowly talking herself into it. All I had really done (besides make her incredibly horny) was drop in the suggestion.
She had done the rest on her own. Like an seductive seed, the idea had taken root and spread thoughts of sex and the promise of pleasure through her mind. It was inevitable now. {Okay! Fine. I’ll do it. I’ll go out there, sit down and I’ll ask him. What if he says no? He might not think it’s a good idea. Sure he thinks I’m good looking but that doesn’t mean he’ll agree to it. What am I saying, he’s a guy.
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Besides. . . I could convince him. I could make him beg for it. }No, I would not be doing any begging. Haha. She got up and paced a bit then walked over to her mirror and checked herself over. She was going to change but I wanted her in the dress. She put her hair up in a pony-tail, sprayed on a little perfume and walked to the door. {Okay. . . here I go. }I brought myself back into my body and busied myself with acting like I was watching tv.
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That wonderful smell of sex hit me first. It came rushing out of her room, following her like a fog. Even without my new senses, I would have been able to tell. It’s no wonder why; she had spent the last 20 minutes trying to get off. I’m surprised she didn’t make squishing noises when she walked. I made a show of looking up when she came into the room and giving her a questioning look as she sat down on the end of the couch, me at the other end. That was unusual in itself. In the rare event that we did watch tv in the same room, she was usually on the love seat and I on the couch. The fact that we now shared the same piece of furniture was a momentous occasion. I looked across at her and said, “Is everything okay?”“Yeah, I just felt like coming out here to watch tv. You’ve got these great leather couches and I almost never use them. ” She rubbed her hand on the cushion and pressed it a few times. “I thought you said you had plans tonight. Were you going out?”“Nah, I figured I would just stay in, they’ll be time to celebrate later. ”“Oh.
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Soooo. . . what are you watching?”Truthfully, I had no idea. Whatever was on was on a commercial break. I don’t think I changed the channel since the Daily Show had been on earlier so that meant it was still on Comedy Central. It was around 7 so that meant it was probably–. “Now back to Saturday Night Live, here on Comedy Central. ” said the tv announcer guy. That’s just about all they show, SNL re-runs. “Uh. . Saturday Night Live. Is there something you wanted to watch?” I asked. She was obviously fidgety.
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She kept turning her hands over on her lap and glancing at me and then away at the tv. “No, no, this is fine. I need some water. ”She got up and went to the kitchen and got some water. I watched her fill then drain the glass and refill it again before coming back to the living room. She set the glass on the coffee table and when she sat down she was a lot closer to me. Sex was coming out of her pores, my dick was ready to burst. “Listen Stephen, I need to ask you something. ”“Sure, go ahead. ” She looked at me, then looked down at her lap and glanced up at me again. “Have you ever thought about. . . about. .
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. ”Fucking your brains out? Licking the sweat off the small of your back? Wrapping your amazing tits around my dick and thrusting until your neck is coated in cum? How about burying my tongue so far up your pussy that it becomes a french kiss? About that? Oh. . . once or twice. “About what?” was all I said. “About. . . you and me? Us. You know, together?”“You mean like boyfriend and girlfriend together? I don’t think that we would work out, we don’t have a lot in common. I think your beautiful and you’re a great girl, but a relationship would never work. “Oh yeah, I know, we’re just too different but what about. . .
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” She let it hang there. I slipped into her mind again and she was dying to say it. We had just been living together for so long with those barriers between us that even with how incredibly horny she was, she was having trouble getting it out. I helped her out a bit and loosened her up, easing some of the tension she had where we were concerned. The response was instant. “About you and I being together. . . sexually. ”I was a dancing machine. I was the love child of John Travolta and every female back-up dancer of every Britney and N'sync video ever. “Well sure, I mean, like I said you’re beautiful, but that wouldn’t be such a good idea either. I mean. . .
don’t you think it would get weird. ”{Fuck! He doesn’t want to, what am I going to do? Calm down, calm down, I can convince him. I don’t care what it takes. }And of course I was going to do it, but I was so enjoying watching the scene play out. I didn’t plan on making her suffer much longer. I had a strong feeling that my dick was about to revolt and take matters into it’s own hands if I didn’t cooperate soon. She inched closer to me. “No, I don’t think it would be weird at all. I think it would be fun. Just this one time, you know. Because I’ve been thinking about it a lot and I really want too. ” She came a little closer, her leg was touching mine now. I swear there was a spark when we touched the sexual energy was so thick in that room. “I’ve seen how you look at me sometimes and you know what? It gets me so hot when I think about what you might be thinking about doing to me. ” She closed her eyes and ran her hand down her neck too her chest where she let it rest on the top of her breasts.
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“Do you want to know what I’m thinking about right now Stephen?” She looked at me with deep bedroom eyes. She was lying about getting hot thinking about me and I knew it but that’s okay, I wasn’t about to correct her. My own will power was almost gone. Kristel was riding the edge too. A stiff breeze and it was all over. “Wh. . . What?” I croaked. The fact that I was able to form a coherent thought at that moment is something that deserves to be studied by medical science. I knew exactly what she was thinking. Her hand reached over and started to stroke my leg and move it up under the edge of my shorts. “I’m thinking about unzipping your shorts and putting your big cock in my mouth. Would you like that Stephen?” She brought her finger up to her mouth and began to suck on it. “Would you like to see your big cock sinking into my mouth?”“Ye–.
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” But I got no further. Kristel attacked my crotch like a wild dog after a scrap of meat (and it’s more then just a scrap I’ll have you know). In record time my fly was open and my dick swaying in the air like a drunken flag pole. “God that looks good,” she gasped. I watched as her mouth opened and then she was on my dick. I don’t know if I possess the words or the skill to describe to you how good that felt. Kristel’s mouth was hot velvet love. Her tongue was a thing alive; A serpent of sexual pleasure. Lips of silk and sin. Her hand gripped the base of my cock, pulling up as her mouth pistoned down like a jackhammer. The wet sounds of slurping filled the room. “Oh my holy god!” I gasped. “Yes. . .
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Ohhhh God, Gods. . . whoever. . . Oh. . Kristel! Uhh!”Her head game up with an intake of breath and, still stroking my dick with her hand, she looked at me and said,”You’re not feeling weird are you?” Her eyes glinted mischievously at me. I couldn’t even speak at first. My head was spinning. After a few seconds I managed, “Don’t stop!”“Don’t worry, I won’t,” she said. She got up, releasing me for a moment and kneeled in front of me. “First, lets get these shorts off. ” Off they went.
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Her free hand went to my balls and rolling them around, she looked into my eyes and said, “Is there something in here for me?”“Hmm. . . that all depends. Do you want it?” I asked. “Oh yes I want it. I want it in my mouth, splashed across my tongue and I want to feel it sliding down my throat. Can I have it. ”“You’ll have to earn it. ”Kristel gave me a devilish grin and, looking into my eyes, buried my dick all the way in her mouth and into her throat. She came up with maddening slowness that made me cry out and then plunged back down, her tongue never stopping it’s swirling assault on the shaft of my cock. I thanked the God of Blow-jobs (if there was such a thing, and by now I was open for anything) for wherever Kristel learned to suck a dick. I have yet to find her equal. She quickened the pace know, her head bobbing faster and her hand tugging insistently on my balls. She wasn’t lying about wanting my cum.
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She was determined to get it. She stopped at the top of my dick, just the head remaining in her mouth being massaged by her tongue, and her hand sliding over my dick in a blur. The freight train that was my impending orgasm began to build in my balls. “Oh. . . oh shit. . . Kristel. . oh. . . Oh.
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. . . ” And at that point I lost the ability for speech. I could only pant and moan. With timing that boggles the mind Kristel plunged back onto my dick just as my cum was blasting forth. I cried out and the world disappeared and there was only the white-hot intensity of my orgasm as it burned up the shaft of my dick and into Kristel’s waiting mouth. I pleasure was so intense it became pain. The most exquisite pain imaginable. My hips thrust up and my hands gripped Kristels head and pushed down. My dick tingled as she gave a long moan and I felt her mouth constrict as she swallowed everything I gave her. Gradually the intensity faded and my dick only twitched with the aftershocks of my earthquake of an orgasm. Kristel stayed with my dick in her mouth, making sure she got all of it and then slowly drew herself up. My whole body jerked and there was a popping sound as my dick fell free, glistening and shiny, against my stomach. I couldn’t speak yet and Kristel sat there grinning on her knees, with my balls still cupped in one hand, gently rolling them between her fingers.
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“You don’t think we’re finished do you?” she asked. Of course not. The thought never entered my mind. End Pt 3. This is getting even more fun to write as I go along. I hope you all are enjoying it. Those of you who have taken the time to comment, keep 'em coming. It motivates me to strive to do better, if only to live up to the generous things you've said. Hopefully I've caught all those little typos and I tried to keep the paragraph lengths small. Thanks for reading. .
