If you have stuck around this far, I thank you. Writing this story has been therapeutic for me. More will be coming. In this chapter we see a different side to Dave. It is totally by accident that this story was finished and submitted to Literotica on the Friday the 13th. I hope you keep enjoying the tale and as always, comments are welcome and please rate.
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MAIN CHARACTERS
David Hawkins- 25-year-old white male, veteran, suffers from PTSD and bipolar disorder. 6' 3", 200 lbs. Magically Adjustable cock. Black hair, Blue Eyes, tanned skin and a black goatee.
Idalia- 2637-year-old female Genie, 5' 2", 38 in chest, 28 in waist, 36 in hips and a 40 C bust. Her skin was pale and she had freckles on her nose and cheeks. She had red hair but was hairless all over her body, except for a small patch just above her vagina. Green Eyes.
Caroline Desruisseaux -- 18-year-old white female, 5' 7", 32 chest, 26 waist, 30 hips 36C, blonde hair, amber eyes. Single, just graduated high school
Katarina Ariti (Friend of Caroline - Linnie) - 18 year-old, white female (Greek), 5' 5", 34 chest, 24 waist, 28 hips 38D, Black hair, shoulder length, brown eyes and olive skin.
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I pulled the car into a parking spot near the boardwalk. It was a warm evening with a slight breeze. It was still comfortable, even with how the girls were dressed. There were signs pointing to where the concert was going to be. The venue seated 15000 and I figured we could still get in and if not, my Genie could get us in.
We started walking in the direction of the arrows. Soon we caught up to groups of people. It seems that we may have been a bit over dressed than everyone else. We made it to the venue and I handed over our VIP tickets, thank you my Genie. The concert was amazing, even if it was a cover band of Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers.
After that we had a nice dinner, Linnie and Idalia were like kids in a candy store. Seems Linnie never had an experience like this, same with Idalia. Then we ended up at an indoor, neon, mini golf course. That was entertaining, Linnie was teaching Idalia the intricacies of mini golf. Linnie of course ended up winning, but over all I lost. I think Idalia cheated a little, but I wasn't going to complain.
And finally, we were out in the moonlight, barefoot in the surf. Here I was, beautiful night, a beautiful woman in each hand. The water was cool, but not too cold. They both moved closer to me and snuggled in as we walked. This was the most content I had been in a very long time. Not since each of my children had been born and I had held them in the first few hours of their lives.
I felt a tear a run down my cheek. I fought it back. I retreated into my anger at their mother for the hell she put me through and the pain I was feeling went away. Yeah, I used my anger and my hate as a shield. Fuck you too.
I thought I have recovered before anyone had noticed. Then I felt them pull themselves up on me and kiss my cheeks. I sighed and hugged them close. Suddenly Idalia fell to the sand, pulling me with her. I collapsed onto the sand next to her, laying prone, followed by Linnie falling on top of me. Whether it was luck or Genie magic. No one got hurt and Linnie's mouth covered mine as she landed on me.
Idalia rolled towards me on her side and leaned in. She grabbed Linnie's hair and pulled her head up, kissing her. Then they both kissed me. I don't know how long we lay there kissing, but the next thing I knew, there was a mouth on my cock and a pussy on my mouth. All my life I had dreamed about sex on a beach and the closest I had ever been was the drink. Now, here I am, 55 years old and I am finally having sex on a beach with an 18-year-old and a Genie. Fuck me.
I licked the pussy on my face as my hands grasped the ass attached to it. The mouth that had been making love to my cock was removed and I groaned in frustration. Then I felt someone straddle my hips and a hot pussy lowered itself down onto my shaft.
I moaned and moved the dress in my hands up the body until bare flesh was under my hands. I felt the body above lean back and I could hear the sounds of kissing. I thrust up into the pussy that trapped me as I dug my fingers into the crease between the ass cheeks in my hands. My tongue into the hole, deeply, pulling the juices from it so I could take a drink.
There is something surreal about not knowing whose pussy you are eating and whose you are fucking. I mean, yes, I could just move a little up and lick above the pussy and if there is hair there, it is Idalia. I would rather not know. If I concentrated, I could probably tell by taste too but this was better, just not knowing.
The pussy on my cock was squeezing rhythmically on me. I stuck my tongue into the pussy above me and she squeezed me too. It is like they were in sync. She ground on my face; the kissing sounds were sloppier. The pussy on my cock was grinding harder as well.
I just lost myself in the feeling. The grinding, the thrusting, the moaning and the wetness, oh the wetness. Then, they stopped. Their bodies stiffened, then I heard it. Yelling.
"Hey! What are you doing?! I am going to call the police!"
Fuck! I thought. Then, I chuckled, here it was, what was missing from the whole experience. Danger. I pushed up on the body above my head. The body on cock got up too. I sprang to my feet. The joys of a younger body. I pushed my dick back into my pants and zipped up. Grabbing the girls by the hands We ran to the car. Laughing the whole way. We must have looked manic.
Hell, they were not able to fix their dresses and their boobs were hanging out as they ran. Their shoes and mine in their hands. I didn't help them in this time. We just piled in and I drove off. Laughing maniacally, I got us to the highway. The two girls were in each other's arms, still laughing after 20 minutes. 10 minutes later they were cuddled together and asleep.
It was a great night. The best in years. The sex was nice, but the concert and dinner were perfect. I was actually happy. So happy in fact that I had forgotten what was waiting for me at home. Eventually I pulled into the driveway and parked.
I went around to the other side and gently pulled the girls apart. Linnie ended up laying on the seat, head by the steering wheel. I picked up Idalia and carried her to the door. Unlocking and opening it, I carried her in and then upstairs. I gently lay her on our bed and carefully undressed her. I hung up her dress and put it on the hook behind the door.
I went back down to the car and pulled Linnie gently out. She turned towards me in my arms and wrapped her's around my neck. She snuggled into me and made happy noises as I carried her upstairs. I took a moment to think, did I want her in my bed or to put her in her own. Finally, I put her in my bed. I wanted her here and I wanted her to feel wanted. I did for her the same as I did for Idalia. They looked so lovely, lying next to each other. As I watched, they found each other in their sleep and cuddled face to face.
I mentally thanked whoever it was that sent me the glasses. My life had changed for the better, but I still had lots of work to do before I could enjoy Linnie and Idalia in a healthy manner. I removed my dress clothes and opened the closet. I chose a black t-shirt, black jeans and black Nikes. I made my way to the basement.
When I got to the living room, I realized that the car and house were still unlocked. So, I went outside and closed the doors to the car and locked it. As I turned to enter the house, I thought I heard a noise and I looked around, but there was nothing there. I made a note to wish up some outside security later. I entered the house and locked the doors. Then I went to the basement.
I started going through all the cabinets and found one I thought would be perfect for tonight. Idalia really did supply this place to my needs. Inside I found many different types of masks and clothing accessories. I laughed and grabbed the "Cute Baby" mask and a pair of black leather gloves. Then I found a utility belt and put a Maglite and a fileting knife with sheath on the belt.
I opened the hidden door to the cells, thankful that it was quiet and slowly walked down the stairs. The smell was palpable before I was halfway down. Urine and feces, the poor girl just couldn't hold it. I put on the mask and went to the chair and sat down. The lights never went out down here. I was going to have to add some music or sounds to the mix.
She had moved away from her mess. She was smart and did her business in a corner far from where she was now. How far did I want to take this? It was humiliating enough to have to mess where you sleep. Did I need to go farther? Should I clean it up and just let this be her life for a few weeks, or should I step this up? I had others I needed to deal with. She was wasting my time. I needed to break her quickly, besides if things didn't work right, I had a genie. I did not want to use magic though.
I got up and walked to the door. I opened it slowly. It never made a noise until it was closed anyway. I walked over to Katarina and stood there looking down at her. I reached down and as I grabbed her by the hair I started yelling.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?! YOU FUCKING HAVE THE NERVE TO SHIT AND PISS ON MY FUCKING FLOOR!!!" I roughly dragged her over to the mess.
"I AM SORRY! I COULDN'T HOLD IT ANYMORE!!! PLEASE DON'T!!!"
I shoved her across the floor, her body sliding through the piss and feces until she hit the wall and the mess splatted between her body and the wall. I lifted the drain cover from the center of the cell and went back to the hall. I closed the door with a clang and picked up the hose. Turning it on, I sprayed her and the floor down. Over the next 20 minutes, her cries filled the hallway as the water cleaned her off and the floor.
When I was done, her lips were blue and she was shivering, but she and the room were clean. I entered again and though shivering, she crabbed walked back towards the far corner. I squatted in front of her and just stared. She squirmed under my gaze.
