Dreams and Desires

by Paul Blades

  She heard Adele give more kindly, affectionate instructions to the dark skinned girl. “Now suck on it like you would the top of an ice cream cone,” she told her. “Do it soft and gentle like you were savoring its taste.” And then, “Move your head back and forth. Don't worry about getting it all in just now, just give pleasure to the head."

  Chandra's jaws began to work as she suckled the bulbous end of Ramón's cock. She looked like she was entranced, which she certainly was. Adele reached her hands under Chandra's long, purple skirt which draped onto the floor like a flower around her. Kelly could see her hands tugging Chandra's underwear down off of her hips. She gently lifted first one knee and then the other and pulled them down her shins to her ankles and then free. She tossed aside the clean, white cotton panties. Chandra didn't miss a stroke. “Spread your legs, honey,” she told her.

  Obediently, Chandra spread her thighs and Adele placed her hands between them under her skirt. The young girl's body stiffened and then seemed to melt as it recorded Adele's gentle stokes to her sex. Her suckling at the tip of Ramón's wand became more energetic, more needy. Adele continued to coax her, whispering encouragement into her ear. She must have sensed Ramón's approaching climax, since Kelly heard her tell the girl, “Take it all in, honey, drink it all down. Let it inside you."

  Ramón stiffened and groaned and Chandra let out a wild, muffled cry. Her body began to jerk and shake. “Mmmmmm! Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmm!” she called out as her own, first, true orgasm flooded through her. Her throat flexed and contracted as she drank down the man's gift to her. Ramón's hands were on her head, lying there softly, transferring his will and his blessing to her.

  When Chandra's orgasm was done, she released her mouth and hand from Ramón's organ and threw her arms around Adele. She was crying and sobbing. “Oh, thank you!” she said, her joy brimming over. “Thank you! Thank you!” Adele held her tightly in her arms, stroking the side of her head. After a few moments, Chandra struggled to her feet and threw herself into Ramón's arms. He hugged her tightly and her hands held his head to her shoulder. “Oh, thank you!” she cried again. Ramón put his hands on the side of her head and placed his lips on hers. He parted them with his tongue and probed her mouth. Chandra kissed him back as fervently as any lover ever did. Gradually, he pulled his mouth back and eased her off of his body. Adele was standing there, waiting.

  "Come on, Chandra,” she said affectionately. “You can do it again, later. Ramón has things he needs to do and you have to get to work.” Chandra reluctantly came back to her feet. Her hand lingered on Ramón's face for a moment and then, after giving a tender adoring glance at Kelly, she let Adele lead her away. She left her panties behind on the floor.

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  CHAPTER TWELVE

  The day, although eventful, went quickly. After Chandra left, Adele came back and silently stroked Ramón on his head. Kelly saw something pass between them and Adele stepped back smiling gratefully. She reached beneath her short skirt, much like Melissa had done before her, and pulled her panties to her ankles and then stepped out of them. She turned and sank to her knees, spreading her legs, her head and forearms on the rug. Ramón knelt down behind her, running his hands over her back, and then pushed her skirt up around her hips, displaying her round rear cheeks. He angled her hips for his penetration and then eased inside her as she gave a long, languid sigh.

  Ramón stroked the groaning blond woman to orgasm twice before spending himself in her. He wanted to reward her for her execution of his will. When he rose to his feet, he saw his familiar's need for him was exquisite. Seeing that, her approached her chair and proffered himself to her. She cupped her bound hands reverently under his soft stones while she dank from his lust radiating cock, coming forcefully when he did.

  Afterwards, the female leaned back in her chair, an expression of dazed satisfaction across her face. Ramón dressed quickly. His mind felt powerful and energized from the absorption of the women's passions, but his human body was tired from the expenditure of so much energy and fluids. He would need to rest it. All of the women should be happy for a while. One of his projects was to try and find ways to extend their satisfactions without needing to divert his attentions to them. And he would need to acclimate them to service of his familiar and she to them. He left the office, the female's eyes dreamily staring at him. Adele left right behind him.

  Adele soon came back to Kelly's office and announced that Kelly's computer was restored, telling her, “Ramón fixed it. You can access all of the files, but not the Internet. I'll bring your emails by later. If your mother calls, I'll tell her you'll call her back."

  It took a while for Kelly's haze to clear. She was able to open the Edelman grant application file and complete significant portions of it. It felt odd to be at her workaday job when so much had happened to her. Since her hands were bound, she had to hunt and peck on the keyboard. Her office was still cut off from the lab by the drawn blinds so she had no idea what the girls were doing. Every once in a while, one would enter, smile happily at her, and place a lab sheet in her box on her desk. Twice, Adele came and got her so she could use the bathroom.

  When Chandra had emerged from Kelly's office, Felicity and Melissa gave her a big hug. Tears flowed from all eyes. Felicity uncharacteristically volunteered to clean out the ruined experiments from over the weekend, a tedious, tiresome job since all the discarded raw materials had to be specially bagged and the petrie dishes double cleaned.

  Ramón worked Adele's computer. He still had a lot of learning to do. He did have enough information to set up some preliminary experiments and Chandra was assigned the task of preparing them.

  The girls ate their lunch at the lab benches. Adele ran out and got large containers of vegetarian chili and toasted foccacia bread with butter and she and Ramón and Kelly ate at Kelly's desk. Kelly was both glad and disappointed she was not brought to her knees to feed at Ramón's cock as she had after every meal at her house. She was desperately afraid one of the girls would come in and see her. But her hunger for the man's essence was growing inside her and she unconsciously gave a little whine when he finished his lunch and left the room.

  Ramón had decided that after lunch would be a good time to go visit Mr. Hardings. He was escorted to his office by a cute, little, filing clerk. Hardings’ secretary was a handsome African American woman, 40ish, who had maintained a fine figure. He made a point of shaking her hand when he introduced himself and sent her an instruction to follow later.

  Hardings was glad to discuss the empty space and he promised to have an amended lease to Ramón by tomorrow afternoon. Ramón made pleasant, nonchalant inquiries as to the type of work Hardings did, just enough so as not to be suspicious, and Hardings gave appropriately evasive answers.

  Kelly had grown too needy to be able to work by midafternoon. Ramón hadn't been in her office since lunch and her mind kept drifting off to him, wondering where he was, when he would come back. Adele kept bringing her papers to sign and she complied dreamily. She had typed out answers to the email Adele had brought her in the morning and Adele printed them and sent them off on her computer. She had brought her more this afternoon. Kelly had tried three times to go through them, but she couldn't make head or tails of what was in them.

  Her lust for the dream man grew so strong she had twice lowered her joined hands to the hem of her skirt to get some self relief, but her hands recoiled each time in fear of his retribution. Finally, her need for him became so intense she decided she had to act. She got up from her chair and walked to her office door. She turned the knob with her joined hands and walked outside into the lab area. The girls were all hard at work dressed in their long, white lab coats and did not notice her. Adele was working at her desk and when Kelly approached, looked up from her computer screen.

  "Oh, you poor dear,” Adele cried out. “Ramón'll be back soon. Here, let me take you back to your office."

  Reluctantly, Kelly followed Adele's grasp on her arm and re
treated to the small office where she had sat all day. The girls had heard Adele's exclamation and they followed her with their eyes as she walked haltingly the 30’ or so. Adele released her bound hands only to bind them again behind her and sat her back down on her chair. Then, saying, “I'll be right back,” she ran out. She came back carrying her big red leather handbag. She withdrew Kelly's gag from it and presented it to the unhappy woman.

  Kelly started to cry when her hands were fastened behind her back. This wasn't what she wanted. When Adele proffered the gag to her, she held her head down, away from it. She didn't want to be gagged. Especially here, right in her office where the girls would see it if they came in. But Adele was insistent. She held Kelly by the chin and lifted it up. “Honey, it'll do you good, I promise,” she said, her voice filled with concern. “Just let me put it in and see, okay?"

  Kelly, reminded of the totemic quality of the gag, reluctantly opened her mouth. It would remind her of him, succor her for a while until he returned. Adele hooked the gag up behind her head and then crouched down before her. She affixed her ankle bracelets to her legs and wrapped a chain around the stem of her chair connecting them and binding Kelly in place. “He'll be back soon, sweetheart. We can't have you wandering off. I'll send him here as soon as he walks in the door."

  Adele walked out, closing the door behind her. Kelly leaned back on her bound hands and closed her eyes. She let the feel of the faux penis comfort her. He would be back soon. Adele had promised. Her need for him was like a virus that was eating away at her. She squeezed her thighs together in an effort to assuage her lust, her mind focused on the smooth, hairless mons between them.

  Ramón went to Kelly's office as soon as he returned from Hardings'. His conversation with the man had gone on longer than he wanted, but there were details of the lease for the new space that needed to be worked out. He had taken the time to read as much of the human male's mind as he could. It was the first male he had encountered and he needed to know what his abilities were in that area. He had had some success, seeing the man's mind troubled at some difficulties he was having completing some of the important and secret government projects he was responsible for. He also detected the man's underlying loneliness and unhappiness. It was disconcerting to him to feel such psychic pain, but he realized this was a possible avenue to his use of the man. He would need to explore it more thoroughly.

  When he returned, he went directly to his familiar's office. He saw the pretty woman leaning back in her chair, her eyes peering up at him forlornly, full of anguish. He chided himself for being so long from her. She was his responsibility. He had created this need, stoked it, developed it, and it was improper of him to let her be wracked with agony for lack of its satisfaction.

  After undressing, the man bent over and released the chain that bound her ankles to the chair and then stood next to her, awaiting the proper response. He would not move or act to alleviate her distress until he saw it.

  Kelly saw the man staring at her. Her eyes pleaded with him for relief. Why doesn't he comfort me, she thought, madly. “Why doesn't he put his hands on me and make it right?” But then, after a few moments, she realized why. She knew what he wanted. Shamed at her need, but desperate for the man's touch, Kelly turned her chair to him and then leaned back as far as she could, slowly raising her feet from the floor. She kept raising them, spreading her legs, until they were lodged on the chair on either side of her. Her raised thighs pushed her skirt up to her lap. She pushed up her hips and thrust her loins out at the man hopefully.

  Ramón looked down at the displayed woman. Her hairless slit was proffered to him obediently. He reached a hand down and stroked a finger along its length causing the woman to tremor with lust. He sent a strong, warm message of comfort and approval to her and her eyes rolled back with relief. His cock had stiffened quickly at the vision of the female's pale thighs above the bands of lace that encircled them, the gleaming of her arousal on the edges of her nether lips. He took the bottom of her dark beige shirt and lifted it up over her breasts, exposing them for his visual delight. Circling his arms under her thighs, he lifted them, pushing them up over his shoulders. Then, taking his cock in his hand, he placed it at the center of her engorged labia and pushed himself inside.

  Kelly gasped as the man entered her. As he stroked himself along the fevered walls of her crevasse, waves of bliss ran through her. She came almost at once, and then again as he continued to plow her with his thick cock. When he discharged himself into her, her mind exploded with relief and pleasure.

  The dream man rose from his satisfied familiar. He let her legs to the floor and pulled her up from her chair. Releasing her gag and easing it from her mouth, he circled her with his arms and kissed her, pressing her body firmly into his.

  Kelly treasured the expression of affection from her lord. Now that he had sated her, all was well again. His essence flowed within her, calming her, bringing a haze of fulfillment to her body and mind.

  Ramón spent the rest of the afternoon reading a series of texts he had Adele download to Kelly's computer. After fucking her, he had remained disrobed, feeling more comfortable in the nude. The girls tittered and giggled when they dropped off lab reports into Kelly's bin. Kelly occupied the rest of her day sitting in the chair nearest him, savoring the feelings of warmth and comfort she received from being near him. He had rebound her arms in front of her and reconnected the chain to her ankles.

  At 4:45, a shy, embarrassed Chandra appeared at the door to the office. Ramón invited her to him and she sat in his lap kissing him while he stroked her under her skirt. Her hand stroked his stiffened wand tentatively. When she came, she clasped her arms about him and moaned. As she left, she bent down and kissed Kelly on her lips, a sweet, brief brush of flesh, and left. Her mother would pick her up exactly at 5:01.

  Melissa and Felicity came in together. The smaller girl waited anxiously, biting her nails as she watched her friend repeat her service of the morning to the dream man. When she was finished, Melissa reached under her skirt and lowered her slim, pink panties again. Ramón sat her on the desk and pushed her back down onto it. He raised her knees and fucked her there, her long brown hair splayed around her head, her hands caressing his strong, hairless chest. When he had come inside her and she had cried out her pleasures, she and Felicity joined hands and left, both stating, almost in unison, “Good night, Dr. Jameson. See you tomorrow."

  Adele came into the office when the girls had left the building. She crouched down in front of Kelly and stroked her hair. “How ya doin, honey,” she asked tenderly. “You've had a rough day, I know. It'll get better. I promise.” She then gave Kelly a deep, soulful kiss that both comforted and impassioned her.

  Ramón was finishing up some notes for experiments in the morning. Adele stood there, watching him as she idly stroked Kelly's head. “I made it,” Kelly thought. “I made it through the day.” She was proud of herself, proud she had pleased the dream man, happy the girls seemed to be so comfortable and free in their bondage to him. Adele's soft strokes to her hair made her feel warm and comfortable.

  The dream man shut down the computer and rose from his chair. After Adele had released her ankles from their bonds, he took her hands and urged Kelly up. He led her over to the rug in front of her desk and, while Adele shifted the chairs to give her room, he guided her to the floor. Kelly stretched out her body so she was lying on her side beside him and he placed his hands on her head and kissed her. He sent a wave of approval through her, making her heart race with happiness. After rolling her to her back, he pulled her red and black plaid skirt up to her hips and spread her legs. He returned his lips to hers and, while filling her mouth with his tongue, slid his hand over the insides of her thighs, caressing them softly. He found her smooth, bare cleft and teased and probed it until Kelly gave a deep moan into his mouth.

  Kelly was in heaven. She knew he was rewarding her, reinforcing her need to please him. She wanted nothing more. With his free hand, he was ho
lding her bound wrists above her, pinned to the floor. She spread her legs wider as his finger slowly and softly massaged her stiffened clit. When his legs crossed over so he was between hers, she raised her hips, offering herself to him.

  He took her slowly, languidly. He had raised her shirt and he took her teats between his lips, suckling them, alternating between them, biting them with his teeth just hard enough so the tiny impulses of pain blended with her arousal. She thrust her hips back at him madly until the onset of her climax sent a spasm of pleasure through her body. Her fierce contractions triggered his crises and he spilled his radiant essence into her womb.

  They lay there intertwined like lovers for a long time. Kelly circled her bound arms around his head and neck and drew him into her. Her mind floated on a sea of bliss. She relished the feel on the man's heavy body on hers, his hot skin. It was the perfect ending to her day and all her tension and nervousness had gone. Suddenly, the absurdity of the whole situation came home to her. The space man who had come to conquer earth had just fucked her on the rug in her office while her best friend watched with lustful encouragement. Her lovely, sweet natured employees had become, if not zombies, then sort of like Moonies, their whole beings turned to devotion to the visitor from another planet. Her home had become a tinder box of sexual arousal for her. Her whole life had been taken over. And yet she was happier than she had ever been in her life!

  It started out as a little hiccup, a small sound that emerged from her throat. Then it became a giggle, low first, then loud and constant. And then she started to laugh. Not a chuckle or a guffaw, but a full throttled belly laugh. She hugged the man's body to hers and laughed louder and longer than she had in a very long time. The dream man, or alien, or invader from mars, what ever he was, pulled his head back and looked at her gravely as if trying to parse the nature of her sudden affliction. Kelly stopped her laugh long enough to pull his head back down and give him an intense, soulful kiss. And then she started to laugh again.