This one is a little outside my wheelhouse. If you like it, please vote or comment so I know if Robert's story should continue.
It all began the day I died.
I was a player. A real cad. A complete man-whore.
I was a very fine physical specimen, over six feet tall, perfectly fit without being overly muscled, and I had been blessed with a large, perfectly proportioned cock and lots of stamina.
Women could not resist me. More importantly, I could not resist them. I lived for the next conquest and my next orgasm. Notice I said MY next orgasm. If she managed to get off before I did, well good for her. Otherwise...her loss.
I had no desire for a relationship. I only wanted to sample as many feminine bodies as I could; I used my innate sense of charm towards that goal. I lied a lot.
I was bedding Sally...my best friend's wife, giving her a vigorous rogering in their marital bed when my friend (ironically, Roger) walked in.
Roger was a peaceful soul, so I was not in any real danger. In fact, I began to laugh at the absurdity of the situation. I wasn't heartless...I felt bad; but the nut I could feel surging up within me would HAVE to cum first! I was almost there! I held up a "one minute" finger to Roger, "Hold on buddy...I'm cumming!"
The fact that it would traumatize him watching me pump my semen bareback into the mother of his children occurred to me...but only for a nano-second.
Then I felt my left arm going numb. What the hell? A tightness in my chest. I thought, hold on, I'm almost there...and began pounding relentlessly into Sally's vagina, chasing that tremendous orgasm.
Then my heart seized up...and I was gone. Poor Sally...unrequited, a big asshole laying lifeless atop her, a huge lifeless dick impaling her as her cuckolded husband looked on. And she never even got an orgasm in exchange for her wrecked marriage and horrible memories.
When I regained my consciousness, I felt detached...I was in some place ethereal. I sensed a peace I had never known before. I could not really see anything physical...just soft colors with bright spots of various complexions.
I could still feel my body, but I could not really see it...just a vague outline. I could feel the place on my side where I had fallen while rock climbing a decade earlier...but somehow it did not hurt anymore.
I could feel my entire body. Including the very turgid, just on the edge of relief hard-on I'd had when I died. It felt as if it would burst...damn I needed to cum.
I spoke, not knowing if there was anyone there to hear me. Perhaps I only voiced my thoughts in my head. "Am I...am I in heaven?"
There was a brief pause, then the other lights seemed to pulse and I heard the guffaws and laughter of several people.
I heard a soft feminine voice, from where I was not sure. The voice was mirthful...apparently bemused...yet still kind. "Do you believe you deserve to be in heaven, Robert?"
It seemed I thought about it for hours before responding. Or it could have been seconds. Every horrible thing I had ever done played across my consciousness like a bad movie.
"No, I suppose not."
From somewhere I felt a touch. Surprising me, every good thing I had ever done played past; I was amazed how many there were.
I heard the benevolent voice again. "You are not so bad, Robby. But you do have to pay a penance for your bad deeds."
"Are you an angel? My guardian angel?"
She spoke softly again, "No dear. You have not ascended...we are just people like you...trapped and hoping for redemption. Are you ready to try?"
"Y-y-e-s. What do I have to do?"
"Apparently the only thing you know how to do...in your lingo...fuck people. Only you must learn to do so with love. You will be the stuff fantasies are made of."
"I don't understand..."
"Most of the time when people fantasize, they do not feel anything. Your job will be to fulfill their fantasies...to make them FEEL what they imagine. It is what we all do. When a person has a sexual fantasy...your essence will be summoned."
"Wow. So I have people I'll be assigned to?"
"Oh, honey. There are trillions of people in the universe. And we are in a place where time and space are relative. You will never know where...or when, you will be summoned...make them happy. Now, off you go..."
"Wait! What...who? What do I do??"
But my essence had already left them.
I found myself hovering above a beautiful young Asian woman...she was completely nude laying on her back, on a simple narrow bed in a small, barren room. I sensed we were in a tiny village somewhere in Japan.
She was already pretty in a plain way, but she seemed more intensely beautiful because she was very aroused...her fingers playing with her clitoris, her hips gyrating.
I found I could hear her masturbatory thoughts, sense her emotions. To say this was a shocking new experience for a narcissist like me is an understatement. It filled me with a tremendous peace.
Of course I knew what I wanted to do. My instinct told me in this case, it was actually what I was SUPPOSED to do.
I could not "see" my body, but I could move it. I lay atop her writhing body and pressed my erection into her.
She gasped, and her eyes flew open. I could sense what she felt, and see what she saw. In her mind, she saw a handsome young Japanese man she works with. A man she had been too shy to speak to, but who she had liked for over a year. She saw him above her, felt his manhood sliding in and out of her.
She was confused, but beyond caring. Normally in her fantasies she imagined him...now she FELT him. Before long she was thrashing violently and screaming through a series of orgasms, savoring the thickness of his cock filling her up.
I felt my cock throbbing with need, it felt like I was about to cum and fill her with my seed.
But I felt something else I had never felt. I sensed her love for him, her orgasms, and her broken heart because she could not work up the courage to tell him. She could not believe he would want her.
My frustration peaked...but I could not cum. I sensed it was time to leave. I leaned down and whispered into her mind, "You are worthy..."
It came to her as just a thought. I saw a new self-confidence fill her. And a peace.