Ch.01 - Fantasy/Reality
Jasmine and Dan had been together for eight years, married for three, and things were going very smoothly. They loved each other, deep down, and nothing would ever come between them. Most of the time they thought as one person, they had the same personality and preferences.
Dan was taking Jasmine to see Jack, one of her childhood friends, and she had foolishly told Dan that she had recently had a sexual dream about him. She had shared these thoughts with him before, they were always open and honest, but he knew something was different here. Jack had always been in her life. When she was little he used to play video games with her and he was her first crush. Being relentlessly bullied at school meant she had very few friends, and he was one the people her parents used to know that was nearer her age than theirs. Then again, when he was twenty she was only five, and a family friend, so it was only natural she felt comfortable around him.
He acted a lot younger than his age and they got on like a house on fire. When she hit puberty and started sprouting lumps and bumps in all the right places, Jack distanced himself from her a little. At the beginning she felt slightly upset, but when her mum explained that he probably did not know how to handle a pubescent teenage girl Jasmine understood and ended up getting distracted with new friends and her teenage lifestyle. It was probably a good thing, as when he did turn into her first crush she was not very subtle in showing it. It made the adults laugh.
Since meeting Dan she had never really spoken to Jack. When her mum visited Jack's mum Jasmine occasionally popped along, but they moved house and she had not seen him for around two years. Jasmine decided she wanted to see how he was getting on so they paid him a visit.
On the day they were visiting, Dan wanted to try a new toy they had recently bought off a kinky website. It was a remote controlled vibrating egg. Jasmine did not really see what the fuss was about and agreed to wear it out to please him. She was more worried about whether Jack had changed as he was now thirty-eight and she was twenty-four.
When they arrived Jasmine realised she had nothing to worry about. They still laughed and played video games like when she was little, and he was still the same person inside. Only now they were old enough to drink and actually be on equal footing again.
She felt a little flushed at the thought his greying hair made him even more attractive, so she focused harder on the screen. She was attempting to sink a level seventy-three warship with a level twenty-three frig. Things were not going to plan and she got totally thrashed. Maybe that was a little ambitious. Whaling might be a better idea...
"This one is so much better than the last one. ACIII was such a grind." Jack laughed and passed Dan, who was sitting next to him on the couch, a beer. "I almost didn't buy it, but the lure of the pirates got to me."
"I didn't play III. I played the ones before... I fell in love with brotherhood. This is completely different though. It's hooked me on a whole 'nother level." Jasmine joined in.
"She has a thing for pirates." Dan grinned.
"DAN!" Jasmine playfully punched him in the arm.
"Edward Kenway... Captain Jack Sparrow... She even fancied Keith Richards dressed up as a pirate when he played Sparrow's dad in that film." He clicked his fingers and waved his hand around, trying to pluck the name out of thin air.
"Pirates of the Caribbean?" Jasmine scowled and crossed her arms.
"Well they were dirty bastards weren't they? Can't blame a woman for dreaming of that. Mind you, every man is." Jack chuckled and took another sip.
"Care to put your money where your mouth is?" Dan suddenly produced the remote control that went with the egg.
"Dan what the actual fuck are you doing?!" Jasmine's eyes grew wide. This certainly was not like her conservative husband. She had almost forgotten about the egg inside her, as it was quite small and had warmed up by now. Dan had yet to turn it on. She was like a rabbit caught in the headlights.
"Am I missing something?" Jack raised an eyebrow and looked at the remote.
"No." Jasmine said instantly.
"Have a fiddle with this and see what happens." Dan grinned and passed it to him.
"NO!" She repeated, louder.
"I'll give it a go." He grinned back.
Jack pressed the first setting on the remote, and Jasmine nearly fell off her chair. He looked at her in surprise. Dan knew this was breaking point, he either would or wouldn't now he figured out what was happening. Turns out, he would. He pressed a higher setting.
Jasmine squeaked and stood up, not knowing what to do with herself. She had always been shy, and Dan was the only person who had ever seen her naked. She started to tremble, out of embarrassment and shyness. She could feel the egg pulsing inside her, and it made her pussy quake. She sat down again and squirmed against the chair, trying not to give anything away. She took the controller and started playing the game again, trying to keep a straight face and the controller steady. Dan looked at Jack, and Jack looked at Dan. Dan raised an eyebrow. Jack pursed his lips.
"Maybe I had better give this back, as enjoyable as it would be. I think we have a more... sibling like relationship. I wouldn't want her to feel uncomfortable." Jack adjusted his jeans slightly. Jasmine saw him sigh out the corner of her eye and resolved to keep her eyes on the screen again. It made her pussy twinge to think that Jack could even contemplate thinking of doing things to her.
"Oh, OK then." Dan took the remote back. Jasmine felt relief wash over her. "Only, she said she's dreamt about you fucking her for years. She even dreams about it now. It would be nice to get that out of her system. We could have a lot of fun doing it." Dan held the remote ready for the taking in the palm of his hand. Jasmine's jaw had dropped at this point and she was no longer making any effort to play the game.
In that moment, Jack really took her in. She was very attractive, a nice tight young body with big blue eyes and shiny long black hair. She had pink luscious lips and her cleavage was clearly enviable to any woman. He decided he wanted to fuck her.
Jasmine saw him run his eyes over body and she felt naked under his gaze. Jack's eyes finally met Jasmine's. She gripped the sides of the chair, almost fearful of his decision. He slowly took the remote, his eyes not leaving hers. Jack's fingers ran across the six speeds and hit the switch for full power. Jasmine's hand darted between her legs and she closed her eyes. She clamped her legs shut. She couldn't think of anything other than the intense feeling between her legs. She let out a whimper.
"Please stop!! I am too embarrassed to do this! I can't!" She moaned.
"Well if it's just being shy that is holding you back, I have no reason to stop." Jack laughed.
"That's more like it." Dan laughed too. "Now there are a few things you should know. I am straight, so I'm going nowhere near your dick, and I would be thankful if you went nowhere near mine. Our entire focus will be making her feel good... Don't worry about coming, she's on birth control. Oh, and she's submissive. She is so shy she pretty much can't even have sex without you telling her what to do, or making her so horny she doesn't know what to do. Isn't that right, Jazzie?" She nodded meekly, not knowing what to do, feeling lost and exposed. She also knew this was nothing compared to how vulnerable she would feel if things continued on this path.
Jack turned the egg down to second speed. He did not want to waste the feeling the top speed could generate. Dan got up and walked towards Jasmine. He put his hands tenderly around her neck to show that he was in control now, and took her hand to bring her to the couch that they had been sitting on. She tried to struggle but Jack took her other wrist firmly and they lead her together. Jack bent her over the arm of the chair and Dan sat on the cushion nearest her. Jasmine was now lying with her face in Dan's lap. She could not see Jack's face behind her, but if she could have she would have seen a wicked delight in picking such forbidden fruit written all over it.