You ever read or write something and enjoy it, but think "Damn, what is wrong with me?" yeah, me neither. Here is David coming to grips with who he is. I hope you enjoy. As always please rate and leave a comment. I always am willing to listen to suggestions.
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I had sent Kelly home with instructions to forget what happened after she dropped off my delivery. However, every so often she was going to dream vividly about what had happened after she came back, she would not see me in the dreams, just a shadowy male figure. Eventually she would "accidentally" come across the video on a porn site. Then she would come back and find me.
I watched the video a few times and was pleased to see that there were over 1k views while we had been streaming. Probably because it was such a long stream. Many of the comments were about a second video they wanted to come out and soon.
I went to bed, wondering whom I would have fun with this weekend and how. My dreams were filled with women, all shapes, sizes and colors, rich celebrities, cashiers in stores and exes. Depending on who they were and how they treated me determined how depraved the dreams got. When I woke in the morning I had the hardest morning wood I have ever woke up to.
It was going to be a long day. To say I was feeling evil would be a complete understatement. I decided to go for a drive, clear my head and try to reign in my more deviant impulses. I was listening to the radio and they announced that the Governor had approved the opening of the state's malls. What an idiot.
Next thing I know I am driving to the largest mall in the state. I pull into the parking lot and find a spot near the food court. I make my way into the food court and it is packed, I knew this was going to happen. The sheep, when they heard they could, ran to the malls to resume their normal lives. Fucking sheep.
There were many people here young and old wandering the mall. The excitement was palpable. It was like watching kids at an amusement park. They were looking for places to go and things to do. What could I do, hell what couldn't I do?
Then a family caught my eye. They were a Father, Mother and two daughters. Dad was wearing a collared shirt and khakis, Mom was in a short spring dress and the Daughters were wearing matching skirts and tops, some kind of school uniform.
I decided to do some poking around in Dad's brain pan. Seems they were out shopping for some clothes for the girls, they were getting ready to head back to college, as soon as it was safe to go back to classes. They were a strait-laced church going family.
Going deeper, Dad it seems was somewhat unsatisfied with his sex life. Seems mom was a bit of a cold fish. Although it seems Dad was just vanilla when it came to desires in the bedroom. Time to check on Mom.
Well, well, we have a winner. Mom want some excitement. A new dynamic is what we have here. Mom is the one watching porn on the internet, a friend of hers turned on to it. She is a faithful woman and would never cheat on her husband, but wants more than just missionary all the time. He wont relent, so she wont give out.
I will get back to the daughters later. I exercised my ability from the night before and tried to get the folks in the food court to ignore the table the family was at. There was a stabbing pain in my forehead, worse than any migraine I had ever had. I felt something running down my nose and when I touched it my hand came away bloody. Seems the movies may have had it right. Overexert yourself and pay the price.
Fuck it, I was already bleeding and dealing with pain, might as well finish what I started and then go home. I had the family stay at the table, no matter how badly they wanted to move. I found a young stud walking by. He had to be in his early 20s, 6' plus, muscular, either a wrestler or football player at a local college. His skin was dark, like ebony with hints of purple in the skin.
I took a quick peek into the family again, hoping against hope that they were closet racists. Yep, I am fucking evil. Turns out mom and dad were, and the daughters, well let's just say they loved their dark chocolate.
As a matter of fact, mom and dad were very vocal in their racism and had very unchurch like thoughts about things like BLM. Okay Mom, time to learn a good lesson.
It turns out I am a little bit racist too, when I found out Stud's name was William. I was expecting Leon or something. So, sue me. I had William walk over to the table. Mom's eyes bugged out of her head, Dad looked like he was going to choke and the daughters looked the stud up and down and looked hungry.
No one could say anything or move, until I settled into Mom's head. William smiled at her and moved around behind her, placing his hands on her shoulders he started rubbing them. All the while he was smiling at Dad.
Mom started moaning as the massage continued, Dad's face was turning red. The two girls were squirming in their seats. William ran his hands up and down Mom's upper arms and she moved her hands behind her. No one could miss the fact that she was reaching down and checking out William's equipment.
Her eyes widened again and her lips parted, her tongue coming out and licking them. William picked her up out of the chair and turned her around. He placed his hand on the back of her neck and drew her in for a passionate kiss. Now it may have looked, to those observing, that Mom was really into this, however that is far from the truth. You see she was horrified that she had no control over her reactions. This is all me, the puppet master, directing her actions, her body getting aroused though. That was all her, much to her humiliation.