A story about a 21 year old who has an otherworldly experience. First story, feel free to comment!
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Her ass descended on my face and my nose and lips rose to meet her incoming sex, my lips tasting and parting her lips. My nose, of course, was buried in her asshole, taking in the full smell of her. This is it, shouted my entire being, fuck her and don't lose her it said.
She gave a sigh and it was the sound of water running over stone. Oh no, I realized. I'm caught in her spell. How could I have been so reckless.
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3 hours earlier
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I put the cup down and leaned forward to lick the tongue of the redhead stranger in front of me. Her mask slipped and she leaned forward to grasp my pants, missed, and fell to the ground. Her mask was off and she was really fucking cute, a tiny button nose and rosy cheeks. I would have fucked her mouth but she'd violated the one rule.
- don't say who you are -
That was the rule. Don't show who you are, don't say it and just don't even try it.
As the Staff Security
Friendly Guest Service came for the girl, I floated over to a better spot at the lounge. There were giant leather seats with people in there fucking in every sense of the way but the act of the thing itself. They sat there kissing and caressing, each shoving their emotions into the others to gain control or receive validation.
They loved being in an orgy without the nakedness, the awkwardness. I didn't think I was strong enough to overpower someone with my magic or emotions so I didn't approach those lost in ecstasy.
And I was sad. Those all around me were enjoying themselves without minding sharing their whole being without an entire thought and I was alone. And. So. With that in mind I bought a lottery ticket from the bar and waited my number.
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Sleep
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