by Kot, Eleyne
I gasp in embarrassment. In my haste to put my dirty paws on him I completely forgot the rules of good behavior. I think I blush a bit.
“I’m Eleyne and I’m Polish. Sorry I didn’t say my name back there but…”
“I can forgive you,” and winks, “I could see you were so horny I couldn’t refuse your ‘invitation.’”
I laugh in relief.
“You’re right, Tony. I really wanted you very much. When I saw you there it was like an incredible dream come true. And I just wanted to have a piece of you before waking up. You see, I have been fantasizing about you and about all those things that we just did for quite a while.”
“Really? Have I lived up to your expectations?” he asks with a roguish smile, “or do I need to do something more to prove myself to you?”
“Tony, you don’t need to prove anything. Nobody has ever fucked me just like you did. You’ve just made my wildest fantasies come true, but more is always welcome.” And I wink.
Then I tell him our story, how we got to the place and where we came from. He listens incredulously. I see it’s hard for him to believe what I say to him.
“Listen, I can’t give you any proof that what I say is the truth, all our things, which could convince you, stayed up there on the hill. In fact I don’t even know if they are still there, or if they disappeared, too. I hope they didn’t. I don’t have any clothes, or documents or whatever. I just hope you won’t call for a doctor to lock me and the other gals up.”
I smile winsomely at him. He smiles back.
“So which year did you say you came from?”
“The year 2011, 26 years from now.”
He frowns. “Hmm, in 2011 I’ll be over 60.Why would such a sexy chick as you lust for a 60-year-old man?”
“Tony,” I say softly, “you’re a rocker, you’ll be always hot and desirable. Your mates from the band will be, too.” He continues to stare at me in disbelief, then inquires.
“So if I turned up in front of you in the circle back in 2011 in my 60s, what would you do?”
“The same, baby,” I fawn against his skin, it’s so nice and warm and his body scent is really enticing. “I don’t know how we got here, but getting you as you are now is a sheer bonus. I didn’t have a clue how to get backstage or to find you in a hotel in my time. And I did try...”
He keeps on shaking his head. “No, I just can’t believe you. In 2011 I’ll be...” he starts to count, “63 years old... You look quite young now, so then I could be your father.”
“You could, but I don’t care. I’d still fuck you, Tony. Even on a porcupine...”
He just starts laughing a bit helplessly. “I’ve never fucked a chick like you. You’re cool, you know...”
I smile back at him and kiss him.
“Tony, how about eating this salmon you’ve brought here? I’m still a bit hungry after all the sex. Salmon is just purrrfect, and it goes very well with the champagne.”
“Purrfect?” He purrs back to me and dips his fingers in the bowl, spoons out some of it and gives his hand to me. I lick the fish off his fingers, then I lick my lips.
“Exactly… Purrrfect.” I agree.
I pick up the champagne glass and drink some of the sparkling liquid out of it. Then I feed him some fish in the same way he fed it to me. We play the game with the rest of the dish, and when the bowl is empty we are both ready for another romp. Tony’s tongue enters my mouth in a very deep kiss, after playing with mine for some unspecified time he whispers in my ear:
“So you say more is always welcome…” And he bites my ear. I’m already burning again. This guy oozes sex and I can’t control my thoughts and my body at all. He touches my pussy.
“So hot and wet, and all of this for me?” He pretends to be surprised.
I have my arms around him and am returning his kisses wildly; I pull him down on me and hook my legs on his hips. I want him deep inside me. I know he’s very hard down below the waist. He enters slowly and I can’t contain a loud “yeeees, Tony.” He looks into my eyes and continues in slow motion, driving me insane as the ecstasy in me starts growing. I kiss him again, our tongues play with each other, then Tony inserts his deep into my mouth imitating what he’s doing with his dick in my pussy. It drives me wild and I climax. He can feel my pussy vibrating but he doesn’t stop any of the actions.
Instead of that he pulls me up and now I can ride him, his hands holding my hips tightly, helping me move up and down. We continue deep French kissing. Gods, it’s like sexual paradise. I come again. But I still want more. I moan to him.
“I want you again in my arse.... I want your dick inside my arse...” I pant into his ear and bite it passionately, “take me doggy style, please.”
We shift position and Tony enters my arsehole. I cry in pleasure, his dick thrusts hard driving me up, but before I can glide down he drives me up again. He holds my hips tightly, and screws me deep until vibrations of yet another orgasm take over my body. I can feel him letting himself go; he climaxes too, groaning and shuddering. He then collapses over me, crushing me with his body weight for a moment. He breathes hard trying to recover, then he kisses my neck. “You’re very inspiring, Eleyne. Your arse is really tight.”
His hands wander all over my body, after a while he rolls off me letting me change position as well.
We both just lie exhausted after that. I can still feel my heart racing. This was a very intensive romp and our bodies are finally starting to react to everything that happened – all the wild sex in the stone circle, then the fear and escape from the fog and then wild sex again. As we finish our champagne our eyes are closing. The last thing I remember is putting down the champagne glass.
Melisa’s Story:
The events on the hill seem like a strange and crazy dream, Jim, Colin and Tony showing up there. Jim getting to screw me like no one ever has before. I just don’t want to wake up. But suddenly, in the midst of all the pleasure, I feel a cold touch on my ankle, the touch that fills me with overwhelming and irrational fear. I just can’t help it and scream, then everything gets vague in a blur of images and emotions. The only haven is Jim’s body next to mine. I cuddle to him, sitting on his lap and trying to forget the panic I felt and the frantic escape from the circle. And, indeed, his presence and touch have soothing powers because when we arrive at our destination the only thing I can think of is to be fucked again by him.
Jim takes me immediately upstairs to his bedroom. He doesn’t waste any time even before we actually reach it. His hands wander all over my body. He whispers in my ear in his sexy voice.
“Baby I wanna fuck you so hard.” Hearing his voice so close to my ear, feeling his breath on my skin just makes me so hot and wet. I gasp and pant in excitement as we stumble on our way to his bedroom kissing and touching.
When we finally enter his bedroom he grabs me and presses me against the wall. He French kisses me very deep again, his tongue keeps on rubbing and touching mine. I can feel his body and his hard cock touching my pussy and I can’t wait any more. I want him so much I just swing my leg over his hips and beg him to enter my wet and hot slit. I moan with pleasure in his arms when he sheathes his cock inside me. He fucks me hard, spread-eagled against the wall French kissing me all the time, his thrusts get stronger and harder until I climax.
The aftermath of my orgasm leaves me almost breathless, I cannot even stand anymore. My knees are so weak that I choose to slide down, kissing and biting his chest and nipples, then reach for his hot, erected dick and put it in my mouth. I start to suck him for a while, licking my pussy juice off his hard rod. I want him so much it’s like madness has taken over me.
But soon he pulls my hand and drags me to bed. There he sits me on top of him and does me from behind. I’m so wet and Jim makes me moan really loud in an almost never-ending climax, which gets stronger with each thrust. I hear his groaning from behind, which is just so stirring. He doesn’t limit himself to screwing me only, soon he puts his hand to my pussy while he is still in
me and starts tapping it. It’s pure ecstasy.
Then he pushes me flat on the bed and pins me to it. He kisses me passionately then proceeds to love bite my neck and grabs my hands. Before I can blink, I’m handcuffed to the bed posts. I gasp breathless, bondage has never been one of my fantasies, but there’s something irresistibly compelling about it. I’m now open for his pleasure and he can do anything he wants with me. The feeling of his domination gets exhilarating. I’ve never suspected I could like this kind of experience.
He slides down to suck my breasts while his hands wander down to my pussy where his fingers play with my clit. I’m on fire. He now has the power to pull my legs apart and I can do nothing about it. He licks my pussy, making me moan noisily and desperately crave him inside me. And he uses his long fingers on my slit, too.
At last he hooks my legs up on his shoulders as he goes deep inside me, he pushes hard, making me moan in pleasure. I’m burning and want more of him, and I don’t hesitate in yelling it loudly to him. My squeals and whimpers fill the room, mixing with his grunts as he continues screwing me. Now he lies down on me still, keeping my legs up and open so he can thrust into me really, really deep. He moves in and out of me until I fly to the sky. Then he climaxes, too. I can feel him shuddering and burying himself deep inside me, with really forceful thrusts. He grunts and groans as his orgasm sweeps over him. I try to reach out for him with my tongue, to lick the parts of his body that are available to me to make his pleasure even stronger.
When he’s done he collapses over me, pressing me down for a few moments. But he’s not done with me and he’s still horny and ready for more. I’m still cuffed to his bed as he removes some sex toys from a drawer of his night table and shows me a vibrator. I can hardly catch my breath. I’m still lost in a sexual haze… and I’m still unable to move because of the handcuffs. He then French kisses me and moves down to suck my boobs. And he moves the vibrator down to my pussy. I pant and moan, rocking my hips as he pushes it deeper. I feel the fast vibration. Then he uses his fingers and puts them in at the same time… I can’t even think!!!!!
When he is finished with the sex toy, he finally uncuffs me from the bed posts. When I think I’m free, he just as suddenly locks them on my wrists again, only now I’m in another position, lying on my side. I feel he lies behind me, his hot skin just behind my back. I feel his hot breath as he bites my neck and I can distinctly sense that his dick is hard again. I moan and try to rub my ass against his hips, trying to entice him to enter inside me, then I just lift my leg and open up inviting him to screw me. He doesn’t refuse, but this time he just goes in deep into my slippery ass, making me whimper in the sudden pain I experience; but pain soon mixes with pleasure as my ass gets used to his shape. The sensation of getting filled and stretched is delicious and I moan in ecstasy now as he starts banging. I haven’t done anal often, in fact I rather avoided it.
The anal experiences with my ex-boyfriends wasn’t really too pleasant, but Jim’s cock in my ass is pure heaven. I yell enthusiastically, showing him how much I love his actions. Then he grabs my hair and pulls my head back exposing my throat, he bites me there and then licks my ear. I moan in pleasure at his caresses, he bites me again on my neck, then he lets go of my hair and starts caressing and kneading my boobs. I’m deep in a sexual paradise – my whole world just narrows to what he does to me – his dick thrusting hard in my ass, his hands moving down to my pussy to caress my clit. He moves in and out of my ass and puts his fingers into my vagina too, pushing me even higher into ecstasy. As his teeth love bite my ear, I feel his hot breath and hear his groaning. I almost faint as vibrations of another gigantic orgasm come close. They sweep over me, make me tremble and yell loud as my ass is trying to swallow his cock.
However, he’s still not done. He just takes his dick out of my ass and begins to caress my nipples with it. Meanwhile he massages my clit with his fingers, pinching it a little and pulling it, too, getting my vibrations really high again and I’m almost ready to moan in an orgasmic haze once more.
He looks in my eyes, eager to hear me begging for more and I do beg for him to continue; but he smiles devilishly and produces a red velvet scarf and blindfolds me. I can only rely on my other senses now that my sight is cut off. His male scent hits my nostrils harder, I can almost feel the taste of him on my tongue even though I’m not blowing him. I sense his greedy appetite for my body and it makes me burn as never before.
He begins to suck and bite my nipples while he continues to play with my clit, massages it gently every now and then inserting his fingers into my pussy. I moan in pleasure, his fingers play with my clit and slit masterfully, pushing me toward another climax. And again just before I come, he teases me and pauses to French kiss my mouth and my neck all over and all over my body, using his tongue to lick my boobs down to my stomach and pussy. Then he uncuffs me and pulls me up. I don’t know what to expect, Will he cuff me again? What are his plans? But now it seems that he prefers my hands to be free and just kneels behind me, still kissing my neck. His hands move down once again to caress my clit... I reach back to touch him, to feel his skin under my fingers and I feel his dick touching my ass, still so hard, meaning he wasn’t about finished yet.
Now I’m kneeling in front of him on all fours, as he places himself behind me touching my pussy and ass with his fingers and dick. He bites me on the neck again and asks me which I prefer, in the ass or in my pussy. I want him so much, I want both. He accommodates my wish with wild pleasure, and screws me into both holes, he uses his fingers on me, too. I’m burning so white hot that I climax very fast and take him with me, as he cannot contain himself anymore.
Yasmin’s Story:
The figure of an old, massive copper clock over the wall, with heavily worked pieces resembling dragons and birds around its box, draws my attention. What strikes me is that the clock does not work. When I stand in front of that clock I think, “Well, maybe it is a clock that has to be fixed.”
I feel a hand over my shoulder. I almost jump and turn to my right to see that it is Colin, who looks tired but still yummy for me. He tells me grinning.
“Obsessed with time again? Let’s go upstairs to get some decent sleep, you can´t spend all the night here…”
“Oh, I was just thinking that you should fix that clock…”
He’s looking at me without understanding what I’m saying, I guess he is thinking I am out of my mind. “Why? It is perfectly working, gal, don´t you see it?”
I wonder what to say. But he is urging me to join him upstairs, so I let the thing go. I can see the clock is frozen, no movement. He cannot see it. We are out of time, out of nowhere, by now we are very cool here, but nobody knows what will happen to all of us in a couple of hours.
Chapter 3
Yasmin’s Story:
When I wake up, Colin is not with me anymore. I’m alone in a wide bed and I start to think he has vanished like the fog. I still have doubts about all that has happened and the feeling that this situation is a dream or a hallucination is persistent, especially in my first hours after our hot night: his absence casts a deep shadow in my mind. The house seems to be too big for me, heavy with all kind of crazy objects from the past and heavy-metal clues for the present. I don’t know where Eleyne or Melisa are and I begin to become afraid
I have my clothes on and my shoes are lying on the floor in front of the bed. However, my t-shirt and my underpants are not fresh anymore, so in discomfort, I take them all off and run naked and slightly panicked from room to room, calling my girlfriends.
Finally I look through the window and sigh in relief seeing them sitting under the sun, near a cool big pool, drinking, eating and joking. But they are alone there. I don’t see any sign of the guys. The sight of food and coffee remind me that I’m hungry too. After all, my last meal was sausage. Well, two kinds of sausage and some cream. I decide to join them.
“How are you this morning, gals? Where are the boys?”
“They will get back in
a couple of hours,” smiling Melisa hands me glass of some orange juice. “Breakfast is on that table over there,” she points in the direction.
“And what do they think of all this, gals? Won´t they be calling the police or the doctor?” I smile but feel nervous.
“Come on, Yasmin, they are so happy with us,” Eleyne cheers me up. “They love us!”
“They say we are the coolest gals they have ever fucked,” Melisa adds, beaming.
“Hope that you are right, gals...”
Eleyne’s Story:
After a hot lustful night, I awake in the morning, feeling some very skillful fingers touching my pussy and relighting the fire in me. Tony kisses my neck and nipples, reawakening all the desire that I felt during the night. I’m not normally a “sex in the morning fan,” as I rather prefer to sleep longer, but he definitely knows what to do to make a woman burn and he has a way of convincing her everything she wants is to have sex with him. And also he’s Tony, the guy I have fancied in this way for so long... and so much. I can’t refuse him. I don’t even think I’d be able to say “no” to the owner of these brown captivating eyes. So very soon I beg him to fuck me, which he does very eagerly. I feel his hard dick slide inside me and I whimper in ecstasy even at the very first touch. His whole hardness fills me deliciously, making me burn and want him to distraction. All I want now is to be fucked by him and I don’t hesitate to tell him this. I moan and beg him.
“Tony, please, fuck me. Don’t stop.”
He screws me from behind as I moan in pleasure. He caresses my clit, as I gasp in waves of ecstasy. I just can’t contain my feelings and emotions for him. My body trembles under his touch and my loud moans and yells have probably already awakened everybody in the house. He caresses my boobs, kisses and bites my neck, slaps my ass. He bangs me hard at the same time until he pushes me over the edge, just like he did many times during the night. He shudders and grunts, burying himself deeply inside me and climaxing as well. He presses me tight against his hips, trying to go in as deep as he can while flooding me with his seed. I hear his heavy breathing and groans; he bites my neck hard in passion and I squeal loud. It’s almost painful, as the pleasure mixes with pain. But I surrender to it, and let him do whatever he may please.