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Wet melodies – A bad craving

Hello again, I decided to try a different point of view, hopefully it’ll be different from what I’ve written and add a new zest that you’ll like~
*note: I do not condone forced sex in any manner, it’s just used as a fantasy here that should stay that way*
With that, enjoy!

Locked in the Past part 5

As I pulled into the driveway, I was surpised to see Richard’s car. When I walked in the front door, he was on the couch, talking with Pat. I was greeted with their hellos, but Pat did not bother to meet me with the usual hug and kiss, an oversight I normally would not have noticed. I excused myself to get a shower.
In the bathroom, I stepped out of my shorts and wondered how I could hide the bloodstains from Pat. I decided to dispose of them rather than risk any embarrasing questions. My rectum was swollen. Every move I made brought fresh pain. I stepped in the shower and tried to wash away the day’s events before dressing for the meal.
Pat met me as I started out the bedroom door. “Why didn’t you tell me that you had invited Richard to spend the night,” she demanded.
That was the first time I had thought about it again. “I had other things on my mind and just failed to call you,” I said honestly. “Honey, I am really sorry. He said he could go to a motel if he needed to,” I offered weakly.
“No, he is not going to a motel after you invited him to stay with us,” she said angrily. ” I don’t know how you can be so inconsiderate of me and the kids. I’ve put him in Roy’s room and Roy will go to the basement tonight, just like we had planned when he stays with us next week, but it would have helped if I had been given a little lead time. Richard helped me change those sheets make up the other bed. He was embarrassed about my not knowing.”
“I didn’t know he was coming over so early,” I said. “I could have helped do those things after I got here.”
“Yeah, if you had even thought about it then,” she snapped. “He came early to take a shower. He was very apologetic when he realized I didn’t know you invited him. It’s done now and everything is taken care of, thanks to his helpfulness.”
On that note, we drove to The Utopian for our “special” family evening.
The mood in the club was subdued and the crowd smaller than usual, but the food was superb. In the elegant setting everyone seemed relaxed and serene, a welcome change from the grieving and tension of 9/11. While waiting for the main course, Richard asked Pat to dance. She tried to beg off, but at the urging of Richard and the kids, she accompanied him to the dance floor. I watched as she glided into his arms and begin to follow his lead. Richard was a surprisingly graceful dancer. Patty seemed impressed with his skill and soon they were talking and laughing as they floated across the floor. One dance turned into two and then three, before they returned to the table.
After ordering desert, Richard asked June to dance. She immediately took his arm and joined several other couples on the dance floor. “You really smell good, she said as she moved comfortably into his arms and begin to sway to the beat of the music. Richard smiled. He was glad he remembered to put on some more of the special cologne after his shower.
After dancing a couple of minutes Richard said to her, “Tell me something.”
“Ok shoot,” June smilled, ‘what do you want to know?”
“Do your folks know that you are sexually active?,” he asked.
June’s eyes opened wide in surprise, “No, they don’t,” she gasped. Then trying to cover up her tacit admission, she asked, “Why would you think that I was, ah..uh..active in that way?”
“I can’t explain how, but I can sense it after I’ve been around someone for a little while. I don’t know really, but it is like the girlishness is missing and something seems to shout, I’m a woman and proud of it. Your total demeanor says that you know the glory of being a woman. You are not a little girl anymore are you?” (He failed to also tell her he had looked in her purse when he visited Monday afternoon and found the birth control pills he suspected she was taking.)
She searched his eyes, trying to figure if he was conning her or not, then a smile played at the corners of her mouth. Finally she said, I just hope my Dad doesn’t have your senses.”
“I take it that he doesn’t know. What about your Mom?,” he pressed.
“I don’t know. I really don’t think so. A couple of times I thougth she might, but she has never mentioned it and I think if she knew, she would have plenty to say. If Dad even thought something was going on, he would go ballistic,”June told him honestly, sounding almost glad have find someone to whom she share this part of her life..
“I can understand where Jim is coming from,” Richard told her. He laughed like he was enjoying a private joke and then said: “If you were my daughter, I might shoot anyone who came around looking like they wanted to get into your panties. But if Roy was my son, I would be trying to teach him how to get in every girl’s pants in school and half the teacher’s too. Is that a double standard or what,” he asked.
It was June’s turn to laugh. “I think that qualifies as a double standard. So you think it is fine for the boys to have all the fun, but it’s off limits to the girls huh.” she joked.
“No, not off limits to all the girls, just my daughters,” he grinned back at her.
As they continued dancing, June had a wicked idea. She moved closer to him until their bodies rubbed together. She pushed her pelvis hard against him and looked up at him with a smile that promised a feast of carnal delight. He arched an eye brow as their eyes met . “I know I am an old man to you, but I want you to know my gun is fully loaded and it knows how to shoot the light out. You better back off if you don’t mean it, or you may end up being used for target practice,” he said in a light hearted tone.
They were on the far side of the dance floor from their table. Looking him in the eye, she slipped her hand between them to gave his hardening dick and a hard squeeze. “I take it you mean it,” he said. “When do you plan to deliever?”
“You are spending the night. Do youI know a better time?” When he did not reply, she said, “My room is next to the one you will be sleeping in and Mom and Dad are on the other end of the house. I plan to be there all night with the door open,'”she winked. Then in pure devilment she broke away from him and guided him back to their table, knowing full well his tented trousers could be seen by anyone who bothered to notice.
After desert, Richard handed envelopes to Roy and June. Inside was a gift certificate to the major electronics store in their town. June squealed as she looked at the amount. Roy’s face broke into a big grin, as he said “Gosh, Mr. Holt, thanks a lot.”
Richard was obviously pleased. “You can call me Uncle Richy. I was so close to your Dad as we grew up that you seem like mine. I hope you will get something to remember me by.” Then turning to Pat, he said, “Lets get some more dancing in before we leave.” This time there was no protest. Pat’s face broke into a delighted smile, as she took his arm.
They had hardly began dancing when that dance ended and the lights dimmed. Richard was disappointed. “Was that the last dance,” he asked.
Pat smiled and said, “Oh no! We are getting ready to do what Jim calls “the adultry dance,” and gave Richard a sly wink. “The romantic music starts now and everyone trys to grab someone else’s spouse,” she said. As the slow dance music began she moved her body closer to his and lay her head on his sholder. “I just love your colonge,” she cooed as their bodies merged together to the soft music.
“Wow,” Richard thought. “I think she is out to seduce me.” He grinned . “Mark up another one for the pheromones,” he noted as he felt a stirring in his groin.
Pat moved her head slightly and begin kissing and rubbing her tongue over his closely shaved neck. Her lips would alternate between gently sucking and kissing as they enjoyed the sensual friction of their bodies moving together. He moved his hand lower until it rested on her beautifully shaped buttock. He gently push her closer and she responded by grinding her pubic area into his body and sucked harder on his neck. “Don’t go and give me a hickey now. It might be difficult to explain how Uncle Richy got a hickey while dancing with Mommy,” he cauctioned.
“Oh, I didn’t even realize what I was doing,” she whispered, as her lips pulled away. “That could cause some problems,” she agreed, and as if to compensate for ending the kisses, she pressed all her body against him in a full body hug.
He looked into the eyes of his beautiful temptress and in a voice choking with desire, he said: “You are a gorgeous woman. You have the face of a beauty queen and the body of a movie star. Jim has gained about 50 or 60 pounds since I last saw him, but you are really trim and sexy. He is one lucky guy.”
“You are such a sweetheart,” she replied, pulling his head down to for a epassionat kiss. As her tongue move inside him his dick came to full attention. Breaking the kiss, she whispered, “Ough oh, I think somebody just woke up.”
Richard jerked his head toward the table to see what she meant. She laughed at his confusion. “I don’t mean over yonder. I mean down there,” she snickered.
“Oh, that,” he grunted. He was at a loss for words. He couldn’t believe she was being so bold. “This gal is one hot momma,” he thought to himself. ” I won’t need Jim’s help to get in her pants, but I may need it to get out. He knew it was his for the taking, and he did plan to take.
For the second time that night, Richard left the dance floor with a raging hard on. He decided on a rather bold move himself. Walking slightly behind Pat to shield the obvious tent, he seated her and as he turned to take his own seat, he brushed his hard dick against June’s arm. Her reaction was all he hoped for as she jumped in surprise. Ignoring her he took his seat on her other side pretending not to notice the puzzled grin on her face. No sooner had he taken his seat than he felt June’s hand grab and squeeze his enlarged cock. “Damn, I can’t believe how agressive these two are.” “Like mother, like daughter,” he thought to himself
As they drove back home, Richard remarked how tired he was. “I didn’t get but about three hours of sleep last night, and I am beat. I knew I could never make it home. That’s why I was going to get a motel room for the night.” Soon after they pulled out of the parking lot, he laid his head on his door window and feigned sleep. One thing for sure, he knew he couldn’t have momma and daughter both meeting in his room. He had promised June. Momma would have to wait till next Friday night
At the house, Richard announced he would see everyone in the morning and headed for his borrowed bedroom, promptly turned off the light and snuggled under the covers. His cell phone alarm set for two hours later, lay beside him.
The vibration awaken Richard immediately, and he disarmed the phone before it made any noise. He heard only silence. Slipping to the master bedroom door he heard the deep breathing of Jim and Pat, then walked back toward June’s bedroom. Dropping his shorts, he closed her door, lifted the covers and joined her. She did not awaken. He studied her angelic facial features in the faint moonlight shining through the window. Lifting the covers he was not surprised to find her clad in a short, skimpy gown and no panties. He lifted the thin material to gaze on the lovliness of her ample breasts. His eyes traced down her narrow waist on to the flare of her curvaceous hips and to her strong slender legs. She was a beautiful young lady. She didn’t measure up to her mother yet, but she had a good start on it. He would love to see her like this in another five or six years and compare her to her mother’s voluptuous figure. That would probably never happen, but that was alright. She was certainly a lucious piece of fuckmeat for tonight and he was ready. Naughty Willie had been in Joan’s little sanctuary and deep inside Jim’s asshole, but had never be allowed to shoot his load. The waiting would soon be over.
He took one of her breasts in his hand and squeezed it gently. She stirred but did not awaken. His mouth covered the nipple of her other titty and he begin suck and massage it with his tongue. She moaned and began to breathe more rapidly as her body responded to his manipulations. Suddenly she awakened with a start and barely stiffled a cry. “Ohhhhh, you are here. I had given up on you,” she whispered softly.
He moved to take the other nipple in his mouth and that hand moved down to her pubes. She shivered in delight. In a few minutes her breathing was ragged and her hips were bucking against his hand as liquid fire moved out from her belly to consume her body. He knew she was on the verge of a shattering climax. Suddenly he pulled away. “I’ve got to move,” he told her. “My arm is killing me!”
He flexed his arm several times and laid back to catch his breath as the near orgasim receeded, leaving her unfulfilled and disappointed. He pulled her to him and begin kissing her on the lips. Their tongues dueled each other. She liked kissing him but her body demanded more than kisses. He pulled back until their lips were barely touching and asked her, “Has anyone ever sucked your pussy?” She quivered at the thought of it.
“No boy has ever sucked it,” she answered.
Her answer surprized him. “But it has been sucked?,” he questioned.
Without any emabarrasment she said, “Sometime when we girls get together we go down on each other and imagine what it would be like with a boy. We are not gay or anything but we do like to experiement.”
“Have you ever sucked a guy’s dick before,” he probed.
She laughed as she fought to keep herself under control. “Of course, I have. After Monica and President Clinton, we all know the guys expect it whenever we date.” Teasingly, she asked him, “Didn’t the girls do that for you when you were in school?”
“Not hardly,” he asnwered her, “But if you are so good I would be glad to let you show me how it’s done,” he challenged her.
Her disappointment of being left hanging a few moments before, vanished from her face. She looked at him with a titilating smile. “You want me to show you what you missed?”
“I’m up to it if you are,” he told her.
“Ok old man, if you think you can handle it,” she teased as she moved her head between his legs. She grasped his hardened dick and examined it in the dim moonlight. “You are pretty big,” she said and then took the head in her mouth.
He quickly realized she knew her business. She had all the skills of her old man, blended with the softness of her femininity. She knew all the sensitive spots and found them with her knowing tongue. She licked his sac and gently sucked his balls into her mouth. She licked the shaft, sucked and bobbed up and down over it. Soon he was at the verge of a major climax. “No!, he told her. Not yet. Stop.” He tried to free himself from her mouth, but suddenly she did something no one else had ever done. She swallowed his whole organ in her throat and milked him dry. He couldn’t remember ever having a climax to equal that moment. It seemed like massive loads of his sex gravy shot from his balls down through her throat and into her belly. His whole body tingled. He felt the goosebumps in his scalp, down his back and under his balls to the opening of his anus. He surrendered to the sensations that seemed to thrill every nerve in his body. Then he lay there totally spent, as his balls tried to find more seman to expell into her mouth.
As his penis shriveled and sought to hide in his thick pubic hair, June, released him and moved up to his mouth. There she expell his sperm and her slobbers into his open mouth. When she had drained her mouth into his, she raised up and reprimand him: “It is not nice to leave a girl hanging!”
When he was able to talk again, he told her in a shaky voice, “I’ve never had a blow job like that one. I never imagined a mouth could do all that. You are sensational.”
“The boys say I am one of the top three in the school,” she said with pride. “So. did it meet the old man’s approval?”
“Did it ever,” he said with a sigh. “I wonder if I could pass as a high school boy again? I am surely tempted to try. I wanted you to stop so we could get off together, though.”
“Then I guess you are going to have to stay a bit longer aren’t you?”
“Oh baby, after that episode, it may take me a week to get it back up again.”
It did take longer than normal and they filled that time by talking about many things. She was an excellent conversationalist and surprisingly knowlegable about many things for a 17 year old teenage. Finally she raised up on her arm and looked him directly in the eye and smiled a coquettish smile. “So Momma got you hot and bothered tonight, did she? Do you have plans to bang her too?, she asked.
He was not sure how to answer, so he deferred the question to her, “I don’t know. What do you think about it?”
She paused a moment apparently deed in thougt, “I really don’t think you could. I think there is only one lock to that box and it belongs to Daddy. But she deserves a little excitment that I don’t think she is getting. I love Dad and when some of my friends were going through divorce and being split up with their parents, I knew if something ever happened, I would want to go with Dad. But sometimes I think he is probably a better Daddy than he is a lover. So, I guess, I would be glad if you could, but I don’t think you or anybody else has much of a chance.”
“Well,” he said with a grin, “I used to know how to pick a lock. I might give it a try.”
She smiled back, and said,”Good luck!” The thought of her mother in the arms of another man beside her father apparently excited her as her breathing deepened noticeably. He also felt a familiar stirring in his groin.
He turned his attention to her body again, after their time of intermission. They kissed unhurridly, before his fingers begin toyingwith her breasts. Her passion quickly built again, having been denied her earlier release. Finally he kissed down her nipples and her full breasts, down to her belly button that he washed out with his tongue and finally to her furry mound. “Are you ready for a man to eat that thing now?,” he asked.
“Oh yes,” she squealed softly and parted her legs. “Eat my box lunch. Make me cream like never before,” she begged.
He took his time. He kissed up her thigh till the hair pricked his nose, then moved to the other thigh and kissed down to her knee. He teased, but avoided the lips of her pussy. He even sucked and tongued her anal opening. She quivered in anticipation and sexual excitment. Finally he parted her pussy lips and ran his tongue the lenght of her hot wet gash. His tongue stabbed into the opening and she jerked and begin to shiver. He thrust deeper and deeper inside as his finger moved to her back door and gently pushed against the tight hole. She was moaning now, trying to be quiet enough so that she would not awaken anyone.
Her juices mingled with his spit as he probed and then sucked her cuntal flesh. Then he moved higher to find her clitoris that stood like a sentinel, guarding her entrance. He licked it and her whole body jerked. He did it again and again, evoking the same response. Then he sucked it completely into his mouth and attacked it with the roughness of his tongue. She gasped loudly and then stuck her fist in her mouth to muffle the sounds that emitted from deep inside her. One spasm after another shook her body. Pleasure was ravaging her entire body as she built to her first orgasim under a man’s tongue. Suddenly it erupted like a volcano as her hot juices expelled from her. One orgasim gave way to another until their seemed to be no beginning and no end, just one total orgsim that kidnapped her body, mind and spirit in a prison of pleasure. The bed shook as her hips bucked up and down as if they had a mind of their own.
Finally, he pulled away. She grasped for him, unwilling to give up this source of erotic excitement, He mounted her and his hard penis knocked on her door. Then he was in.
Another thrust and he was deeper than anything she had ever known before. Once more and he was all the way in. He pushed her hand away and covered her mouth with his own, stiffling the screams that wanted to explode from her throat. He rode her hard, no longer caring if Jim or Pat walked in. Then he was there. He jerked and the hot cum flew from him deep into her pussy. She moaned and soon was meeting his orgasim with another of her own.
Richard was too drained from his previous milking to make her a worthy offering and soon he lay spent on top of her body. She wished for stranger to come in where he left off and carry her back to the heights she was enjoying. She did not want it to ever end. She had been fucked hard and it felt good. She clung to his body with all her strength until finally the jolts of pleasure began to slowly subside. Then without a word to him, she seemed to drift into a deep darkness and lay limp under him.
After a moment, he got up, picked up his sleeping shorts and headed to his bed. His back felt raw where her fingernails had clawed his back, but at the moment he did not even care. Never had he been so totally drained and fulfilled sexually. Three minutes after his head hit the pillow, he was in a deep sleep.

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MAN, I LOVE THIS DESERT

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Stardust8937
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Join Date: Aug 2010
Location: the Mohave desert,of Southern California
MAN, I LOVE THIS DESERT (another poem by Stardust 9-6-10)
I like to think of myself
as an old grizzled
desert cowboy–
Riding a pregnant Pinto mare
into the brushland,
the wasteland–
where no one with a lick of sense
would ever go–
especially in the middle of August…
A place of tangled mesquite
and creosote,
and scorpions almost large
enough to saddle and ride–
Almost a place where time forgot–
with NO one but my horse and me
for miles around…
But then, I’ve always had
a larger than life
sense of myself.
An overblown ego
needing most of the time to simply
get over myself.
I’ve never even owned a horse–
Hell, I grew up a rich kid
mostly in Connecticut.
But what the heck my friends,
in my mind,
it’s been a good ride.
The sun scorched my brain a bit,
and some people fired a few slugs
over my head–
but all in all,
I did what I always do the best.
THAT’S always been
to keep the fire burning,
to stir the pot,
to tell my stories,
and to keep the beans from burning…

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An Accident Changed My Life

Having a first name that can go either way gets me on a trip that was meant for women only. However, that little accident certainly changed my life for the better.

You First 4

I really, really appreciate you all being so patient while I finally got this latest chapter together. I hope it lives up to your expectations. Life and work have been uncommonly busy these last few months, and now that I (finally!) have a few days to myself I wanted to get this written and done (finally). Thank you all so much, for everything. Please, keep those comments and votes coming. I wouldn’t do this if I didn’t know so many of you enjoyed these. Now let’s get to it: finally, here it is, Part Four of You First!
As you might imagine, I had a hard time sleeping that night.
Granted – all the fun I’d had with Jen that day had worn me out, physically (and I was not complaining), but those words kept playing back in my head, on infinite loop. My Christmas present to you… will be myself.
I couldn’t get my brain to shut up. The mere idea was enough to make certain parts of me stand at attention, and to make things worse, remembered images and sensations from the day kept popping back up. I watched the clock wind down into the wee, single-digit hours of the night. I jacked off, twice, in the space of an hour, in an attempt to exhaust my body so that I would fall the hell asleep.
Both times I got up, grabbed a fresh pair of boxers, and went to the bathroom to clean myself up. The first time I just fell back into bed. The second time I lingered at the top of the stairs, staring at Jen’s closed bedroom door. Thinking about what I’d done in there earlier made my dick twitch, and I winced, because I was starting to get chaffed.
I almost did it. It was like two or three in the morning. The parents were dead asleep by now and there was plenty of moonlight to see by. I almost marched right in there. I wondered if she slept naked; either way it wouldn’t have mattered. She’d be mumbly, still mostly asleep, until I grabbed those tits of hers. I could already feel her nipples harden against my palms. She’s hiss in a breath, and moan, and lift her arms above her head to give my hands free reign to wander wherever they liked. I’d kiss her belly button. She’d kiss my neck. Her naked legs would wrap around me, and I’d lay her down and…
My shaking hand was hovering within an inch of her doorknob. Jesus, I thought to myself, get a grip! I took a long moment to collect myself, forcing myself to take deep breaths of the cold night air. It would be warm under her covers. But it would be warm under my own, too.
I wanted it. Bad. But I wouldn’t force it. She told me she’d do it when she was ready, and I respected that.
Reluctantly, I trudged back to bed.
And I had been out of them so long that the blankets had gotten cold.
I didn’t tell Jen about what had happened. I guess I felt embarrassed. About what, I wasn’t sure. Losing control, maybe? I guess I felt like I might have scared her. (You wanna know the kicker, though? I did eventually tell her, a long time after the fact. And she told me that if I had actually done it, if I had come into her bed that night and asked for sex, she would have let me. Never felt so stupid in my life. But I had no way of knowing that at the time. Anyway.) We didn’t have a whole lot of time to talk (or fool around) around then, so I guess it just never came up. School started pretty quickly after Christmas that year, so a lot of our time was spent getting back together with friends we hadn’t seen in two weeks and making sure all our classes and books and whatever were in order. We did spend a lot of time getting use out of our Christmas presents, though. Jen started taking a zillion photos of everything and taking her camera everywhere. Many of her shots were just her trying it out – different filters and settings and whatever, I don’t speak camera – and you could tell she was just having fun with it. Others… well, to my untrained eye, they were really pretty good. She definitely had an eye for composition, and Colorado provided her with no end of scenery and landscape for her to photograph. If she had some sort of numbered requirement to meet before her class started, she probably got through it in a day.
When we were certain we wouldn’t be seen, I’d give Jen a pinch on her butt, or she’d give the front of my pants a stroke. We developed excellent poker faces.
And then – it happened. Finally.
It was Saturday night, the last one we’d have before school started back up. We’d just finished dinner. It was Dad’s turn to clean up the dishes, and Mom was curled under a blanket on the couch, already half-asleep and pretending to watch the news. I’d retreated to my room and was getting some use out of my Christmas present – getting close to a big boss battle in the game I was playing – when Jen leaned around the side of my open door and say, “Hey, I’m bored. Wanna go see a movie?”
I looked up at her. “You want to go out.” She nodded. “Now.” Another nod. “In this cold.”
Nod, followed by a hopeful grin. “Pleeeeease?”
I snorted out a laugh. “How can I say no to that face?” I switched my game back off and started digging for clothes.
Like I’d mentioned, we lived in Colorado, and it was just after Christmas, so, the dead of winter. Ice and snow everywhere. Pretty to see, sure. Not so fun to drive in, though. Dad only let go of his car keys after I promised four times that I would be careful, and to call right away if anything happened. Jen bought the tickets online as I was having that joyous conversation, and then off we went.
“We going to the big one or the small one?” I asked. We had two movie theaters nearby. One was over by the mall, and it was big, shiny, and new. The other was much smaller and not quite as grand, but the tickets were cheaper.
“Small one,” she said, buckling her seatbelt and wrestling with the heater controls in her gloves.
The drive actually wasn’t all that bad. The roads were pretty clear, there weren’t many other cars on the road, and any ice patches we might have hit had enough slush on them to give us good traction. Dad’s car, which we affectionately dubbed The Monster Truck, was built to handle this kind of thing.
It wasn’t until we were almost there before I thought to ask what we were seeing. She bit her lip and pulled away from me a little bit before she told me.
“What!” I exploded. She’d bought tickets to an obnoxious big-celebrity holiday cash-grab, something I had zero interest in seeing. “Please, Jen, tell me you didn’t.”
“Don’t be mad.”
“I’m not mad, I’m just… gaah, why that, of all things?”
She managed to look haughty. “I have my reasons,” she stated primly.
I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, I’m sure you do,” I muttered.
“Hey, you might like it.”
“I might also decide to ram us into a tree.”
And so on went the conversation. We continued bickering all the way up to the ticket booth, where the worker tried not to laugh at us. “Can you believe she’s making me see this?” I asked him as Jen handed over the confirmation number.
He grimaced as he pulled the display up on his monitor. “Yeesh. What we have to put up with for a date, huh?”
Instinctively I was about to correct him, but Jen suddenly latched onto my arm and gave me a peck on the cheek. “Hey, he’s getting something out of it, too. The pleasure of my company.” She said the last bit in a faux British accent, making me and the ticket guy laugh.
“Well, enjoy,” he said, sliding the tickets through the hole in the glass. We thanked him and went inside, shedding our hats, gloves, and jackets. We’d just eaten, so we skipped the snack counter. Once past the ticket-tearer, the hallway was empty, and I leaned over to her.
“That guy at the booth thinks we’re dating.”
“So?” she asked, her eyes merry. “Maybe I want to pretend I’ve got this stud for a hot date tonight.”
I tried to make some sort of comment to that, but honestly I was kind of at a loss for words. I wasn’t accustomed to girls talking to me like that. It was nice. I glanced up and down the hall, just to make sure no one we knew was there, and I grabbed her hand. Her fingers instantly laced together with mine. She didn’t say anything, or even look at me, but she was smiling.
There wasn’t a single person in the theater when we got in there, which was fine by me. “Cool! Free choice of seats.” I aimed for the exact middle. “Here?”
Jen shook her head. “Too close.” I let her lead me to about 3/4ths of the way back. It was a bit far for my tastes, but since I didn’t want to see the movie anyway I didn’t complain. We waited. We watched the before-show promos. The lights began to dim and the previews started, and no one else had entered the theater – I wasn’t surprised.
The previews came and went. The movie started. Ten minutes into it I was bored and starting to check my watch. “Why did you make me see this?” I muttered.
I hadn’t expected her to answer, much less give the answer she did. She leaned in close and whispered, “Because I knew no one else would come to see this piece of shit, stupid.”
I turned to her, stunned, and I saw that mischievous glint in her eyes and it finally – finally! – sunk in. A quick glance around the theater confirmed my original assessment. We were in that movie theater entirely by ourselves.
She wrapped her arms around one of mine and snuggled into me. “I feel bad that we haven’t had much time to ourselves these past few days,” she said. “And with school starting back up soon we’re going to have even less. Soooo…” She leaned in even closer and lowered her voice until it she was whispering. “I thought maybe we could sneak off and make out at the movies.”
I kissed her grinning face, and she was clearly happy to give as good as she got. Right then I loved her more than I had in my entire life. Our tongues played and danced and I was all too happy to totally forget about the movie.
It wasn’t long before Jen started getting pretty into it. She was clutching at the back of my head, pulling me into her, moaning as I kissed her. I was starting to get pretty warm under my second jacket (always dress in layers, kids!) so I took it off, and one of Jen’s hands roamed over my chest. I wanted to do a little roaming of my own, but, while we were alone in here, we were still in a public place, and I wasn’t quite sure how far she’d want to take this.
I got my answer soon enough, when one of her hands grabbed me between the legs. I hadn’t been quite fully hard, but that sure got me there in a hurry. “Jen…” I started, wondering how best to approach this. Could I be about to receive the fabled movie theater blowjob?
“Let’s leave,” she said. “We’re not watching this anyway and I won’t want someone walking in on us.”
Oh. Well, that was fine, too.
I tripped over myself trying to grab all of our stuff and negotiate my way through the narrow row of seats as fast as I could. I was not going to pass up this opportunity. We took the side exit, as casually as we could, as if we’d just gotten out of some other, far less crappy movie, and not have to walk in front of the same employees we’d passed fifteen minutes ago.
We shut the truck doors and started the engine. “Where to?” I asked.
“I don’t care,” she said. “Anywhere.”
Damn. She was hot and ready to go. Well let’s not delay things, shall we? I asked myself, and hit the gas hard enough to scrape the tires a bit on the pavement before they gained traction.
It was pretty easy to tell where our town began and ended. One side of the street would be all lights, convenience stores, gas stations, restaurants, and so on; and on the other side of the street would be nothing. Trees and hills and rocks. We hit that invisible wall pretty quickly and it felt like the truck was swallowed in darkness. I drove as fast as I dared without going (too far) over the speed limit or running any lights or stop signs. The absolute last thing I needed was to get pulled over. I was fairly certain a cop would kill the mood pretty quick. Not to mention having to explain the ticket to the folks. Well, you guys know what it’s like when your sister wants to leave a movie to drive off somewhere and make out…
“Actually,” Jen interrupted my train of thought, “I know exactly where to go. There should be a turn off to the right coming up, take that.” I shrugged and followed her directions. The road became significantly less paved and I wondered what she was up to, but didn’t ask questions. (Would you?)
Trees. Bumps. High-beams. A close call with a deer. You don’t need to know all that. Point is, we came around to this ridge. “Wow,” I said, parking the car. I had no idea how she’d found out about this place. From here, we could see the entire city. Lines of streetlights, signs, cars. It seemed like it just went on and on.
“It’s gorgeous,” I said.
“I seem to recall,” Jen said, leaning towards me, “that when we started this whole… thing that we do… that you had mentioned something about being in a car, overlooking the city…”
“I did?” I honestly did not remember that.
“You did.”
“And what happened in this thing that I was describing?”
“You were talking about me getting naked with a boyfriend.”
“There are parts of that sentence that I like.”
“I want you, Shawn.”
“What, now?”
“Now.” We kissed.
“Aren’t you worried someone’s going to find us?”
She started taking off her shirt. “Stop me, then.”
Off came the bra. I snorted. “You first.”
She growled as she flung herself over to my side of the truck, straddling me. Instinctively my hands went to her hips, but she grabbed them and planted them firmly on her naked breasts. She groaned as she kissed me. I pinched and pulled at her nipples, rather mercilessly, until she squealed. Again, her hands found their way to my pants.
“Are you sure?” I asked as she fumbled with my zipper. She’d said she’d wanted a few weeks. It hadn’t been that long.
She stopped. Her eyes rose until they met mine; she made sure I was looking at her. She placed one hand on either side of my head, and leaned forward until her face was within an inch of mine. I could feel her heavy breaths on my lips. “I want you in me, Shawn. I’ve waited long enough.” And then she blinked, drew away. “Unless… don’t you want to…?”
“Wha- Yes! Good God, yes! Do you have any idea-”
She cut me off with another kiss; I’d been about to tell her about the other night, where I’d almost come into her room in the middle of the night, but apparently…
Allow me to share with you some advice. Having sex with someone for the first time is a nerve-wracking experience in and of itself. You’re both excited, and terrified, and you’re so worried about what the other person is thinking that you almost forget to enjoy what you’re doing. Doing all of that in a car is probably one of the dumber things I’ve ever done in my life.
I mean, there’s just no room, to begin with. Even when I pushed the seat back we were horribly confined. And, we were doing all this in the wintertime, so we were each wearing about a bajillion layers of clothing, and that’s just a whole lot of stuff you don’t want to deal with when you’re trying to get at someone else’s skin.
But when we finally managed to shimmy my pants halfway down my thighs, and we did the same for her… and she turned around and got into (what I later learned was called) the reverse-cowgirl position, because it was the only way we would fit… and she was touching my hard dick with her hand on one side and with her hot, wet pussy with the other, and it stopped being outside and was suddenly inside…
We both sort of sucked in a surprised breath at the same time, and held it for a second.
“You okay?” I asked.
“Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine. It’s just… different that I was expecting.”
“Different good or different bad?”
“Oh, differently definite good. Definitely different good. You know what I mean.”
“Yeah. I do.”
“You like it?”
“Yeah.”
“Really?” She sounded relieved.
“Oh yeah.”
“Good.”
After a few moments, she started moving, slowly, drawing a clipped groan from me. I realized I was gripping the seat as hard as I could; I’d never felt anything like this in my whole life. I mean, Jen’s mouth was incredible, but this…
“Oh, God, Shawn,” Jen moaned as she started moving faster. I grabbed her just above her wonderful ass and began moving in time with her. Or at least, I tried to. As soon as I started she cried out and sort of collapsed, ceasing to move altogether. It was like she had forgotten how. I took this as a good sign.
Jen leaned up against me, reaching her arms back to encircle my head, run her fingers through my hair. I kissed the back of her neck and she shivered. She whispered my name a time or two. For a while, I lost myself in the feeling of my cock inside of my sister, in the smell of her pussy and the sweat on her skin. My hands stroked her legs, the sides of her body, her breasts.
Then I had an idea. With one hand still on her chest, caressing her nipples and steadying her with that arm, my other hand moved… south. She let out a noise that was half excitement and half terror as my finger touched her clit.
“No! Not there, Shawn, it’s too much, I… I can’t…”
I didn’t stop.
Her whole body tensed up at my fingers playing with her pussy while I fucked her, shook, like she was shivering violently. And then she jerked, once, hard, threw her body forward, far enough to where I couldn’t reach. She immediately slammed herself back and grabbed my hand. She tried to put it back between her legs but it was like she couldn’t work her own hand properly.
“Well don’t stop now!”
“You told me to!”
“Well, you… shut up! You almost made me come!”
“You mean that wasn’t it?”
“No!”
Oh. Well, in that case…
She screamed as I started fucking her with renewed vigor, anxious for her to have an actual climax. I rubbed my fingertips back and forth over her clit as fast as I could
I’d like to tell you that I made her come first, that I was this great sex-stud that somehow managed to get her to orgasm five times and leave her breathlessly panting for more or whatever. But that’s not what happened. It was my first time too, and all of this was waaaay more than my inexperienced teenage self could handle. I came before she was ready, before I was ready, before I could ask if it was okay for me to come inside her, birth control or no. My hips jabbed into her spasmodically a few times, while I was still trying to play with her clit.
“Did you come?”
My eyes slid sideways. “Yeah.”
And then she said the most amazing thing, which made it all better. “Good.”
I collapsed back into the seat, exhausted and grinning. I saw her move her own hand between her legs, felt her start to play with herself, with me still inside her. I watched as she hunched over, and her muscles grew tighter and tighter. It wasn’t thirty seconds before she shook once, hard but briefly, and huffed out a breath like she’d been swimming underwater for too long. Gasping for air, she slowly slid into the passenger seat.
We both panted there for what seemed like forever, until we could control our breathing.
“I’m sorry I didn’t make you come,” I said.
She smiled weakly. “You came awfully close. Just means we’ll have to try again sometime.” She leaned back over, and gave me a chaste kiss on the cheek. “Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For making my first time incredible.”
I smiled. “Anytime.”
Her eyes sparkled. “I’m gonna hold you to that.”
“I hope you do.”
She kissed me again, this time on the mouth. “We’d better get back.”
I nodded, and we began collecting our clothes. It was oddly embarrassing, considering what we had just done.
We went home. We artfully answered our parents’ questions about the movie using nothing but the truth (“It was awful.”), and went upstairs to bed.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how I lost my virginity to my sister.
And that’s when things started to get weird.

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Gun Shop

There is a man who walks into a gun shop one day. He points to a gun and says, “Can I take a look at that one?” to the store owner. “Sure why not.” The man gets the gun and looks through the scope and does checks on weight and such to see if it suits his style. While looking through the scope he says, “Holy shit! Those two people over there are so getting it on!” The owner’s eyes widden and says, “Lemme take a look!” So he looks through the scope and says, “Oh my god! Thats my wife and some man!” So just as the man was about to leave as he didnt have enough money at the time to buy the gun, the clerk says, “Here are two bullets. If you shoot the woman in the mouth and the man in the balls you can have the gun for free.” So the man excitedly looks through the scope. “Oh wait, wait, wait, I only need one bullet!” The man with the gun says!

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How to Unveil Yourself to Your Love

This is for all the women down there who want to keep their partners and they way to seduce them and keep them happy
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It is a totally natural masculine desire to watch the feminine unveil herself. How do you think those strip clubs keep in business? If you’ve never been into one (I haven’t either, although I admit, I’m curious—one of these days!) it doesn’t matter, because you already know how to unveil your feminine mystery to your lover! You don’t need to know how to dance, and you don’t need a video to teach you, and you don’t need to watch a woman strip in order to know how to do it for your lover. It is an innate, unique gift that the feminine can give, and with just a few simple ideas, and more importantly, a bolster to your culturally-shaken self-confidence, I know you will be off and running, and your lover will be hot and panting!
Our society has taught us that scarcity is the norm, that we never have enough, that we never are enough. This is a false belief that we have been fed, and that we continue to feed ourselves. The truth is that we are abundantly, naturally beautiful, sexy and sensual! The scary part is believing it, you say? Well, I have scarier news—you have to act on it first, before you start believing. In other words, you have to face whatever fears and issues about your body or your feminine nature that may have been imparted onto you, release them, and let yourself go—you may really surprise yourself, and your lover, if you do!
The Masculine Perspective
To him, you are already a goddess. The feminine is pure light, drawing his eye, making his heart race. The masculine loves to be tempted (remember Eve and that apple?) and believe it or not, he doesn’t necessarily want to walk in and see you naked and splayed out for him (although sometimes that isn’t a bad thing)—a deeper part of him wants to see you unveil yourself. He wants to watch you opening, like a flower.
The feminine likes the straightforward direction of the masculine, and so often doesn’t understand what the draw of the “tease” is, in “striptease.” Believe me when I tell you that the masculine doesn’t only like it—he needs it, and he absolutely thrives on it. If you want your man to respond, lead him into temptation. (And you won’t leave him dangling there—but we’ll get to that later!)
Unveiling yourself to him is a process. This isn’t a quick trip, it’s a long and lingering journey. You don’t want to just drop all the veils all at once—figuratively (or literally) speaking. You are going to lead him along, tempt him with luscious curves a bit at a time, and then cover them back up. Whatever you choose to wear, (and we’ll talk about costuming and clothes later, too) you will want to offer peeks, hints, a little bit at a time, working up to a fuller view.
If you want to add another dimension to the tease, create the ground rules just like they have in the strip clubs—he doesn’t get to touch you. That “rule” isn’t just for legalities’ sake, or just for the safety of the girls in the clubs. It also creates an air of mystery and temptation, when you can touch him, but he can’t touch you!
Preparation
First, you have to concern yourself about what to wear. You will probably want to spend some time in advance thinking about it, and most definitely cater to his tastes. There are men who love fishnets but hate whalenets. There are men who adore white cotton panties, and men who think they’re for old grannies. There are men who love latex, and men who can’t stand it. If this is your first time doing this, then try to tap into what flavors of the feminine he has a natural affinity for (you can experiment with other flavors of the feminine later!) You can play into his fantasies, if he has them—a school girl, a secretary, a teacher, a prostitute.
As you choose your clothes, remember that you are going to be unveiling yourself a little at a time. Layers are very important, and you may want to choose fabric that is mesh or sheer, or tight, or go with something like crotchless panties, which have natural openings. You’re pretty safe with black, in terms of colors, or even red. If he doesn’t like things on the “slutty” side, you might want to go with white. Mixing the “whore” and the “angel” dynamic is often popular, dark outer garments with white undergarments. Some men even like it the other way around, especially if your “naughty” black bra is showing through your sheer “virginal” white blouse. Some men even like the mixture of a sexy black bra, and white cotton panties. Remember to cater to his tastes.
You want clothing with lots and lots of buttons, or very looooong zippers. You want openings that take longer to get undone, to prolong the tease. Boots with long zippers are very sexy to take off, but they should have high heels. If you have a problem with high heels in general, try platforms, with wide heels. They give the same illusion but are easier to move in!
Don’t wear pants, or even shorts—skirts are the way to go, but nothing below the knee. Mini skirts are great, if he likes the slutty look, because you can bend over and show off without having to lift your skirt. You should wear a front-hook bra, because it doesn’t leave you awkwardly reaching back, trying to get yourself unhooked, and it offers so many more opportunities to tease him. Besides, there is nothing like breasts finally spilling out of a front-hook bra for devouring masculine eyes!
Sexy panties are a must, of course, that goes without saying, and something sheer or mesh is fine, but even if he likes thongs (and some men don’t!) don’t wear them for this—they are too immediately revealing. Stockings are very sexy, but unless he has a serious pantyhose fetish, I’d stay away from them. They are hard to remove in a very revealing way, and just don’t look as sexy as thigh-highs, or garters and stockings.
Your last accessories should be jewelry and make-up. You shouldn’t go overboard in the make-up department, but definitely do something to make your eyes stand out, to make your lips a little darker, your cheeks a little more rosy. Use a perfume that you know he likes and apply it liberally—you want to tempt all his senses. Jewelry shouldn’t be big and clunky, but rather sparkly and shining. Anything that catches the light when it moves is a plus! Some of the sexiest jewelry are things like belly chains, anklets, arm bands, and nipple rings (you can buy ones that aren’t pierced).
Setting the Mood
You don’t want to strip in a dark room (even though part of you may think you should!) This is about revealing yourself to him, so you want to give him the best possible view. That means good lighting, so he can see every part of you as you unveil it. You don’t need to shine a police-style spotlight on yourself or anything, just make sure you have enough lighting to see the details.
Now, stop hyperventilating! It doesn’t matter what you think about yourself, what size you are, how old you are, none of that matters, because your lover is attracted to your body, and he won’t be looking for all of the flaws that you see—he will be reveling in the perfection of your feminine form. Trust me on this—he thinks you’re hot, and he wants to see you naked. This is your leap of faith, remember?
You are going to want to use a chair for him to sit in. A kitchen chair works great for this. Make sure you leave enough space so you can walk all the way around the chair he is sitting in (you don’t want it back against a wall.) You will also want another chair (or a stool of some kind) for you to use, as well.
You want to choose good music, something sexy, with a beat. Something that you can dance to! Belly dancing music is actually good for this, but any rock/pop music with a good beat will work. Instrumental stuff is preferable, because it’s less distracting. It all depends on the mood you’re setting, of course, so choose accordingly. You can even burn your own CD of songs to strip to, or, if you can, program your CD player to play just the songs you want, if it gives you that option.
Now, when you’re ready to do this, you should tell him, maybe over dinner, that you have something planned for later. But don’t tell him what. Leave him hanging. Just give him a coy smile when he presses you about it.
When it’s time, still in your every day clothes, tell him that you want him to go into the other room and strip down to his underwear or boxers or maybe just a pair of shorts, his choice. When he comes back, ask him to sit in the chair, and run down the rules with him.
The rules are up to you, but as I said, it can be more of a tease if he isn’t allowed to touch you, so you can tell him that he should keep his hands at his sides unless you tell him differently, and that he can turn his head, but his back needs to stay against the chair. You can add the rule that he isn’t allowed to talk, if you feel it will create more tension, or you might want to let him respond to you. Feel into your lover and decide what is best. Also remember that his responses may ignite you, or they may make you feel more self-conscious, so take that into account as well!
Then leave him there, telling him you’ll be back in a minute, and go get dressed.
The Unveiling
Now is the moment of truth. Whatever you believe about your body, however ridiculous or self-conscious you may feel, you need to remember that you are a beautiful, feminine form, and to him, you are a goddess. If you relax into that thought, it will be easier to do this. Remember that this is a gift for him. He is excited by you, and he thinks you are incredibly sexy. Don’t doubt that. You’ll see it in his eyes when you come into the room, you just have to take that leap. Ready? Now, it’s time to drive him crazy!
When you come into the room, walk like you know you’re beautiful—because you are. Slow, sensuous, sexy, slinky, that’s you. Start the music and circle his chair, and let him get a good look at your outfit, whatever it is you’ve chosen. Look into his eyes, see what you’re doing to him. It will give you courage.
When you move behind his chair, lean over and brush up against him, let your hair fall over him, if it’s long, and tell him that you are going to unveil yourself to him. Or tell him that you’re going to dance for him. Or tell him you’re going to strip for him. Go with what you know he wants to hear.
Come around to the front of his chair and turn around so your back is to him. Put your hands on your hips and give him a pouty, sultry look over your shoulder. Or blow him a kiss. Turn around to face him and bend over with your hands on your knees and let him get a glimpse down the V of your shirt.
You want to keep moving—it keeps his eyes drawn to you. They don’t have to be large, grand movements, just make sure some part of you is moving, your hips swaying, your hands moving over your body. You can tease him by straddling one of his legs and rubbing yourself over his thigh for a moment. Don’t stay too long, though, and if he touches you or reaches to touch you, remind him of the rules.
You want to give him visual access to every inch of you, so don’t stay in one position long. Once in a while, switch it up and move behind him. Your heart will skip a beat when you see your lover straining his head to see what you’re doing back there. Run a hand through his hair. Whisper something in his ear. “Do you like what you see?” Then move out in front of him again, still moving your hips to the music.
Remember that the whole world swings on a woman’s hips. It is the seat and soul of your power. Rock your hips, roll them, sway them, shimmy them. You want to move as if you are the most graceful, sexiest woman in the world—and to him, you are! You may want to dance for him a while, moving back and forth, closer to him so you can touch him—and not with your hands, this time. Now, you want to work on touching him with different parts of your body—your crotch, your breasts, your ass. Rub up against him, wiggle, squirm, make soft sighs and noises when you do. You can touch his cock, too (it’s fun to find out just how he’s responding!) but remember to only do it briefly, just to tease him.
When you are ready to start unveiling yourself, begin slowly. Draw everything out. Don’t just undo your entire button-down, tied-at-the-waist school girl blouse in one fell swoop! Unbutton a button, and then pull your shirt over a little, to let him see the swell of your breast. Do that on the other side, too. You little tease! That’s just how to do it. Unbutton another button, and show him a little more flesh. And then a little more. Then move to another part of the body, change it up.
You can use the second chair or stool to put your leg up on, to bend over, to straddle. You can go all “Flashdance” on the chair (without all the water, of course.) You can sit on the chair and pretend to ride it. You can sit sideways and kick your legs up (make sure you have a good hold on the chair—falling during an unveiling is a bit embarrassing) and turn toward him to straddle it. Show him those panties under your skirt. Then bend forward and let him glimpse your breasts again. Lick your lips, wink at him, purse your mouth like you want to kiss him. If you think it’s dramatic and over-the-top, do it anyway. It’s what works!
You want to touch all those parts of yourself that you are slowly revealing, and you want to do it before they’re unclothed, too. Cup your breasts and press them together, if you have enough flesh there to do that. If not, then just pinch your nipples through your bra, make them stand up for him. Rub your hands over the swell of your ass. Put your leg up on the chair, and slide one hand up, from ankle to thigh. You can pull up your skirt, and rub yourself through your panties, too. Show him all those places you like to be touched that feels good—and let him see and hear it on your face. Really give him a show!
Keep tempting him, giving him peeks. You can remove stockings and boots or shoes with your leg up on the chair for effect. When you have your shirt undone, don’t just open it wide—turn around, and slip it off a shoulder at a time, looking back at him. Then, turn his way again, but hold your shirt over your bra and tease him some more before you toss it aside.
Remember to rub and touch any part of your body that you’ve just revealed. Unzip your skirt while you’re facing him (side zippers are perfect) and wiggle it down, then turn and bend over as you slip it off. You can slip your panties down a little to show him your ass, but pull them back up again before turning around and facing him to tease him some more.
You should touch him, too, after each reveal, so remember to move in and rub this newly exposed flesh against him—your breasts still in your bra or your ass still covered by your panties. When you do finally remove your bra, shimmy your shoulders, and shake your breasts. Come close to him and do it, don’t be shy, but keep them just out of his reach.
When you are down to just your panties, straddle his leg again, and rub your crotch up and down, back and forth. When you finally do remove your panties, let him wait a while before you turn around and bend over so he can see you. (And you have remembered to trim or shave, right?) You may want to put your hands back there and spread everything open for a moment so he has a good peek, but don’t stay too long. You can move anywhere you want, crawl on the floor, kneel in front of him, lay down and scissor your legs in the air, and then spread them wide, just for a moment, before bringing them back together again.
Pose for him. Dance for him. And talk to him. When you touch yourself, moan out loud. Ask him if he likes what you’re doing. Slip your hand into your panties and tell him, “I’m getting so wet.” Tweak your nipples, and cup your breasts, offer them to him just out of his reach and ask, “Do you like them?” You can even ask him what he wants to see next, but never give him exactly what he wants. Remember, this is about teasing him!
Now, when you have worked him into a fevered pitch, and his eyes are bright with lust and he is breathing hard, now is the time to let him watch you touch yourself and make yourself cum for him. You can lay on the floor and spread your legs, put your feet up on his knees if you want. You can bend over, if he likes that view, and finger yourself from behind. You can use his bare thigh, if you like, and make a sloppy, wet mess all over. He’ll love it, trust me.
And finally, you get to give him what he wants—whatever he wants. Offer it to him. If he wants a blowjob there in the chair, give it to him. If he wants to fuck you doggie-style on the floor, go for it. If you wants to take you to bed, you can do that, too. He will probably be very aroused at this point, and whatever happens will be very passionate. You will probably be feeling extremely sexy and willing at this point, too, after seeing his response to your unveiling.
This is your gift to him—and to yourself. Remember that it is about revealing not just your body, but your heart as well. Put all of your love and devotion, all of your passion and desire, into your eyes. Give him your heart while you are revealing yourself to him—worship him like a god. Unveiling isn’t just about the physical, especially when it takes place between lovers. It is also a symbolic act, stripping away your layers and making yourself vulnerable to him. That’s one reason it requires such a leap of faith. But once you do it, and you see and feel his response, you’ll love how it changes you. It will make you want to do it again and again—just think of the possibilities!
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Eric (chapter 1)

This story doesn’t have much of sex context. English is not my first language so there may be many spelling mistakes.
My name is Eric Farkas. When I was 9 years old, life for me was easy and I was really happy. When I was 10, we found that my father had been cheating on my mom and also had another child. We packed our stuffs and were on our way to my uncle’s house. My grandparents were rich since they were very strong mages. After their death my mom and uncle were heir of their wealth. My uncle and aunt were very nice people, they even warned my mom about my dad many times but she never listened to them.
On our way to my uncle’s house we had an accident which would of taken both of our lives. But my mom saved my life using her magic but she wasn’t able to save herself. I helpless watched my mom die right in front of my eyes. I was crying, all I could do was watch her die. I still remember her last words ” it’s alright Eric, I will always love you”.
After my mom’s death my uncle have been taking care of me. I found out that my father cased file for my custody but my uncle using all power had easily won the case, now my uncle and aunt had full custody. First week after death of my mom was devastating for me, I had no control over myself. whenever I slept, I would see dying face of my mom in my dreams. I would lock myself in my room and cry all day.
Back then my uncle Ted, aunt Scarlet and my cousin brother Mark were my family. After few months I was got over my depression with their help, all I had in my mind was determination and feeling of revenge for my father. I wanted to be strongest mage and also destroy my father’s life.
Once powers of mage is awakened they are taken to classification where they find out about their element. They also sign a contract with their element spirit which increases their power and understand of their element, only if spirits answer to their call so they say. And if you are able to do so you will be recognized as a powerful mage which was my target.
Element spirits are source of power and will serve mage and in return mage will provide whatever spirits ask in return. A spirit make contract with a mage who have similar personality to them or to a mage who they find worthy to serve. Signing contract is a proof that ”a mage will always serve their element and in return element will always give you your power through your spirit which lives within mage’s body.”
A mage’s power awakens usually when they turn 15 years old. Mark is 2 years older than me and had already signed contract and is in Grand Mage Academy ,he is Air mage like his mom. He comes home for a week since you can come home at last week of the month only.
Today I finally turned 15 years old, my mage power was awakened. I was going for my classification. My uncle went ahead of me to pay for my school, wand, and also to open a bank account and everything else that I was going to need for mage academy.
Although my aunt wanted to hire a teacher so that Mark and I wouldn’t have to go academy and be trained at home but my uncle insisted letting us go to mage academy. I went with my aunt for classification.
Classification was done in city called Alexia which was hidden from world using invisible force fields which was on an island in pacific ocean. I was really surprised when I found that whole island was invisible to humans. Another thing that surprised me was the crowd.
Using another spell my aunt teleported us to some old building. My aunt asked me to go inside alone and do what they ask you. I went inside and saw an old man sitting in a chair in front of a huge table in which many circles and words were written .
Seeing me he said me, come here. I went to him he handed me a piece of paper it burned into ash as soon as I touched it. Seeing this he said quite a powerful fire mage aren’t you? I didn’t knew what to say. Then he asked me to put my hand in middle of circle of some circle and close your eyes for a minute and open it and don’t close it until it’s time.
I was going to asked how would I know if its time but I didn’t and I did as he told me without any questions. When I opened my eyes I saw a blonde girl of my age standing in front of me.
She was beautiful, she was 5 ft 6 inch, had soft kissable lips, and fair skin. I was just staring at her, I couldn’t say anything. She looked in my eyes for some time and asked my name.
Me: My name is Eric.
Her: My name is Saber, I m a flame spirit. Tell me why do you want to be a mage.
Me: Because I want power.
Her: Why, what do you wish to gain and how much power do you want.
(I thought for a while it was first time anyone had asked me this question but I knew why I wanted it.)
Me: I want it for revenge and to protect people I love. So that I don’t have to watch my loved once die before my eyes. I want enough power I protect ones I love and to destroy my father’s life.
Her: Do you hate yourself more or your father…
Me: Myself.
Her: why?
Me: because she died to save me, because I was weak.
Her: will you ever forgive yourself or your father…
Me: I don’t know.
Her: if I grant you I wish what do you ask?
Me: my mom
Her: what if it cost you your life
Me: I don’t car
Her: what if I ask of other human’s life
Me: I will give you as many lives as you ask
Her: Doesn’t killing innocent lives mean anything to you
Me: you never said innocent lives you said human’s lives, there are many humans who don’t deserve to live, if you’re talking about innocent people’s lives l won’t do it.
Her: I Saber, fire spirit promise to serve you no matter what path you take in future in return you will fulfill my needs and promise to be loyal to fire elements and its creature, do you accept?
Me: I do.
As soon as I said “I do” I felt pain in my left hand, I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer. My hand felt like it was burning then after few minutes I felt as if something warm was flowing through me. When I opened my eyes I was back to same room with old man. I looked in my left hand and there was nothing. when I looked at old man who was smiling.
Later he explained burning what I felt was contract seal and warm feeling was due to me being a fire mage. He said I was I have signed a contract I their 1st attempt which was rare. He also warned me that since I was a fire mage and had already made a contract with spirits I would be feared and also it would be really hard to control my powers.
I left the room and saw my aunt was talking to someone. As soon as she saw me she asked me about my element. When I told them it was fire she said knew it. I asked her how, my aunt replied it is due to your past and your mother. She then explained that my mom was also fire mage and since I knew pain of losing someone precious to me it was most likely to be fire.
Later they explained that one who have experienced pain of losing someone they hold dear, they mostly gain fire element only if their parents are fire mage and it is also believed that if fire mage feels such pain again they can easily lose control of themselves. And such pain also increases their power a lot so some crazy fire mage often kills their family members or their loved ones which is forbidden.
If a fire mage does something like that they are killed immediately. No wonder saber was asking such questions.
After short conversations we headed to market area to get my wand and books for mage school which starts from 1st April for which we still have 2 weeks.
Then I went with aunt to wand shop. Inside shop there was a middle aged man standing behind a desk reading something. When he saw us he asked me if I was one buying wand.
I nodded and he took my and lead me to another room filled with wands. He asked me what my element was, when I replied fire he didn’t seemed to be frighten as earlier old man said. looking around he brought me three wands, which were dark brown I color but different in size 1st one was about two ft, 2nd was about 3 ft and last was about 5ft. He asked me to touch them each one by one.
When I touched each one of them but nothing happened, So I asked him if something is wrong. He said wait for a minute. He picked some more wands from top self and asked me to check another few wands but nothing happened.
Finally he brought a dark colored, 3 ft long wand with 3 red lines at tip. When I touched tip of wand glowed red. Seeing this middle aged man smiled told me wand I had selected was a powerful wand which can transform its shape. Then he asked me to cast a spell.
When I told I don’t know any spells he asked me to picture a ring I liked in my mind and say ”fetutas” When I did as he asked me my wand started changing its, before I knew what was happening my wand was changed into ring I had pictured.
I asked him what happened. He explained that my wand changed its shape and can do it with same way and no matter was shape it was I can still cast spells and it also minimizes chances of losing wand. I thanked him then went back to room where my aunt was waiting for me.
We got out of wand shop, Aunt asked me what I wanted to get first a familiar or books. I had seen a book shop near wand shop so I said let’s get books first and headed to book shop. Aunt stopped me and asked where I was going, when I pointed book shop she laughed and used another teleportation spell.
In front of me was a huge library and a book shop. There was a long line in front of book shop I was wondering how much time it was going to take which I estimated to be 1 hr least. But to my surprise aunt just grabbed my hand and took me inside, when I asked don’t we need to stay in line?
She replied no not in your own shop, I asked her why she need to buy a book shop. She said ”not me you do, actually Robin(my mom) did so now it’s yours. Don’t worry it is being handled by your uncle along your other business and all of them are making a lot of profits making you super rich.”
I was really amazed by this, Any way we got books I need I also took some other spell books to help me learn more. I also found out that I owned huge library near book shop. Then we headed to get a pet.
Like previous shops I had to go alone to find my familiar. The owner explained that, you have to chose a familiar with which I feel I have a bond. So I went on looking for my pet, I passed snakes, eagles, dogs, cats, etc . Finally after looking for a long time I felt something drawing my attention.
I followed my instincts and before I knew it I was standing in front of blue dragon wind deep blue colored eyes. It looked like it was just born, I tried to take it in my hands but before I could touch it, it bit me.
I don’t know why but I tried again but this time I closed my eyes and just kept my hand in front of it and waited it to come to myself. To my surprise it came in my hands and slept in my hand, I was so amazed by this I just kept staring into its eyes and lost track of time.
After hearing my aunt calling me I went outside and signed papers of ownership of my dragon. Now only thing left was to name it. I was thinking what I should name it then it hit me why not name it sapphire, its perfect. After taking care of all necessary things I went home with aunt where uncle was waiting for us.
He gave me a credit card of my mage account which had limit of 50000 and a credit card of human bank account of limit of 20000 and 1000 demi (mage currency). It seems that mage world used demi as currency but were advanced as humans and had banks and all other things.
After that I spent next week training with my uncle and improving my control over my magic. Now I was able to create and control flames at my will. I was also able to use teleportation spells, few healing spells, create force fields, and some other spells which were pretty impressive. I wanted to train more but Uncle had to go out of town for 5 days in which aunt also went with him leaving Mark in charge and me with another female mage as bodyguard.
Her name is Sabina and was a babe, 6ft, brown hair, black eyes, C cupped breast(Guessed), chocolate brown colored skin . I found out she was 20 and had completed her mage school and was working for earning a living. Spending 2 days in home doing nothing was really boring. So on 3rd day, I decided to go to Alexia and get some spell books to read. Since I wasn’t able to open my school books which was locked with a stupid binding spell which needed a password which I would get in first day of school.
Since uncle and aunt weren’t home Mark went to his friends home for few days leaving me with Sabina which was fine by me. I was headed off library to get my hands on stronger spell books which bound to be in library. Students were not allowed to buy spell books above their year in school so I just thought of getting books from my own library.
When I teleported myself to Alexia, Sabina was standing in front of me. I was surprised but I remembered she was my current bodyguard which I didn’t need. Without saying anything to her I teleported myself in front of library being followed by Sabina again.
I entered library found librarian, introduced myself and stared searching for books which I could use and master within 5 days before going to mage school. I looked around and was amazed with number of books. I found a book which helped I memorize spells. There were books on element magic’s and other spell books. Element magic didn’t need spells and were controlled by mage’s mind as if they were parts of body.
I had already found many element books and was looking for more when I saw a book named fire spirits. I immediately took it then I thought there are sure to be more so I kept looking. Then I found a book with no name on cover, I was really curious about it. When I opened it, 1st page had “Spells of lust” written on it I turned the pages. I soon discovered there were many spells and ways to make potions’ which could get you laid.
I took it with me. Since I owned the library I didn’t need to make any formalities regarding to book. I teleported myself back to my house, Sabina was as usual following me but now she had few books in her hands. Maybe she had brought it from library I headed to my room and asked not to be disturbed for an a hour at least.
As soon as I got inside my room I used memorizing spell and memorized a binding spell and used it to bind lust book so that only I could open it. Then I started reading it. I found a spell which would get me allow me to make a person my sex slave until I released her. It said “one who casts a spell will remain master of person whom spell is casted on and do whatever s/he will tell him to until one who casted spell says s/he is free. S/he won’t remember what s/he has done but be careful if spell is not pronounced correctly number of consequences may arise.
I practiced the spell for half an hour and was sure I could cast it proper. Now all I need was a target which wasn’t hard to find at all. I went down hall ate lunch which had been brought to me by house maid who was in her mid thirty and wasn’t much attractive. I went to find Sabina who was in hall watching TV. I went to her and casted spell, she stopped her movement for a minute then came to me and said how may I serve you master.
I was shocked and really happy that spell worked. “Take off your jeans, top and panties, Sabina.” I tell her, as I’m undoing my jeans and pulling them off. I’m playing with her tits and pinching her hard nipples leaning forward I suck on her hard nipples as I have dreamt of. I can’t believe this is actually happening!
I ask she if has a boyfriend, she nods yes. I tell her, Sabina imagine me as your boyfriend and do what you do with your boyfriend. I strip my clothes off and in no time our naked bodies are crushed against each other in a passionate embrace. I teleported her to my room in bed.
I am virgin so I ask her to tell what to do not knowing how to pleasure her. She say “keep fondling my big brown tits”, as I did what she asked to do. She leans her head back with a sigh when I put my lips around her nipple, nibbling on her thick black nub. I alternate between her nipples, sucking and biting.
She stops me and asks me to slide my hand down through her thick, curly patch to her pussy lips. She spreads her legs, and I start running my finger up and down her aroused slit.
“Oh god, baby!” Sabina moans. “I’ve been wet all morning thinking about you”. She’s pushing her pussy against my finger, trying to get it to slip inside. I keep running my moist finger up and down her lips, but not penetrating. She asks me to eat her showing her pussy.
I took a good look at her sexy body. Her chocolate brown stomach darkens to almost black around her naval and then gradually turns brown again just before it reaches her thick pillow of hair. The triangular patch is neatly trimmed and encircles her thick pussy lips. Bending forward, I breathe in her scent, before planting kisses on her thighs and around her pussy. Her lips are glistening with her juices and almost begging to be licked but I can’t take my eyes off very first pussy I have ever seen in my life.
She’s squirming around and sliding her ass forward on the bed, trying to push her lips against my tongue. Spreading her knees, I flatten my tongue to its full width and take one long, slow lick from her ass all the way to her clit. This is the first pussy I’ve seen up close and I’m fascinated by the two-toned look of her pussy lips with their dark brown outside and shiny pink inside.
I am so hard, “Oh yes! Baby!” She says, “Eat my pussy!”. I push my tongue between her thick pussy lips and begin lapping at her hot juices. Her taste is arousing and my cock is rock hard as I tongue fuck her and eat her delicious cream. She is responding to my tongue, humping her pussy against my mouth and spreading her legs wider apart.
“Oh! So good, baby!” She breathes, massaging her tits and pulling at her own nipples while I continue to eat her pussy. She is no longer telling me what to do, I follow my instincts.
I slide my tongue up to her clit and lick gently around it several times before sucking it into my mouth. I slip two fingers inside her steaming pussy and finger fuck her as I continue to suck her clit. She’s bucking wildly now, thrusting her hips up while grinding her clit against my tongue. I suck her clit completely inside my mouth and flick my tongue across the tip of it while continuing to twist and turn my fingers inside her slippery, hot pussy.
I attack Sabina’s pussy pumping my fingers furiously while sucking and nibbling her clit. “I’m cumming!” she yells, “Oh baby! Just like that! Oh fuck!” She clenches her pussy around my fingers, jerking wildly, her whole body shaking. I brace her from sliding off the couch, as her orgasm overtakes her and she gushes creamy juice all over my fingers and down her ass cheeks.
I shift my mouth back to her pussy and hungrily lap up her delicious flow of syrup for the first time in my life. she is leaning back gasping for breath, her magnificent brown tits swelling with each breath she takes. I keep lapping up more and more of her thick, tasty cream. I wanted to cum so bad I ask her to give me a blowjob( I had only had 3 blowjobs from my ex-gf) and was proud of making her cum.
She immediately position herself in front of my cock and stuck her tongue out at me and wiggled it up and down, then in and out of her hot, wet mouth. For a brief moment I thought that I would cum right there and then, but I was determined to be in control of my body. So I fought off the urge with some will power, she reached out with both hands and stroked the backs of my thighs, then worked them around to the front and finally ended by gently fondling my aching nuts. Damn she was good!
I realized that I had been moaning the whole time I couldn’t take it anymore. I blurted out, “Oh god you hot slut suck my cock” and came in her hot, wet mouth. But she didn’t stopped, she swallowed all my cum then cleaned my cock, man it was hot watching her do that.
She smiled and stretched out on the bed, reached out her arms and spread her legs and said, “Come on and put it to me, ‘Big Boy’, ride me hard to your heart’s content.”
I knelt between her legs and she showed me how to use my hand to hold my dick and slide it up and down a woman’s ‘cunt lips’ (I love this bitch) in order to get my cock and her pussy ready for an easy entry.
She moved her hips forward just enough to take in the head of my throbbing erection and said, “Fuck me!”.
That action and those words spurred me on to an immediate response by thrusting my hips forward to meet hers thereby burying my shaft to the hit in her tight, hot, wet cunt.
Five strokes later I was ready to explode, I told her” I’m cumming”. she said “cum inside me I on birth control don’t worry, cum in me I want to feel your cum”. I started pounding her, in seconds I had a phenomenal orgasm I ever had in my life.
I recover from my orgasm. I am sure I can last longer since I have cummed two times already. I said “I’m going to make you cum again” and stared slamming into her like a jackhammer. Her pussy is so inflamed and thick with her juices that my cock feels like it’s gliding through hot gelatin. There is no gentleness or loving kisses, just animal-like ferocity, as my balls slap against her ass and I maul her tits with both hands. Her hands are on my hips, her fingers digging into my ass cheeks, as I pommel her bare pussy, losing myself in the growing intensity of my long awaited release.
“Oh fuck! It’s building! I’m so close! I’m so fucking close!” her arousal achieves its highest peak. I was out of control and I want to experience it to the fullest. I slip my arms under her and hold her against me as I roll us over, placing her on top of me. She pushes herself up, sitting her ass on my thighs, pulling her knees up against my hips and starts riding my hard cock like a wild woman. She’s like a fucking bronco rider, jouncing up and down and slamming her pussy down around my cock, like she’s trying to pulverize it with the force of her attack. Her hands are pulling at her nipples, twisting them and stretching them out from her bouncing tits. My cock is throbbing from her ferocious onslaught and I tense my legs, as my balls constrict, ready for the eruption that is seconds away.
“Sabina, I’m cumming! See if you can orgasm with me!” The magic words push her past her peak and I can actually feel the pressure of her juices against my cock as waves of pent up pleasure flow from her body. Her pussy grips my cock and she pushes down hard against me as I shoot my long overdue load deep inside her quivering tunnel. Her whole body is trembling as she collapses on my chest, her ample tits cushioning her fall, while her pussy is pulsating like a vibrator, milking the last bit of cum from my cock.
We’re both breathing hard, but Sabina is gasping for breath. Her head is on my shoulder and her brown hair is wet and matted from her intense exertion. I stroke her hair and kiss her gently on her sweat-soaked forehead while rubbing her back with my other hand.
Then she said something that blowed my mind, Wow you’re not bad for a virgin I came so hard but aspect me to follow all your commands because your spell doesn’t works on me ok.
I was shocked, speechless I didn’t knew what to do. In seconds my head was spinning with what was going to happen next? If it hadn’t worked why did she let me have her? Will she complain about me to uncle or aunt, I will be doomed if she does.
But she surprised me again saying ” don’t worry it will be our little secret if you destroy the book.”
Me: so you won’t tell anyone if I destroy the book?
Her: Yes, won’t tell anyone about it because I too enjoyed it and I want it destroyed because it too dangerous.
Me: But didn’t you said it doesn’t work?
Her: No, I said it doesn’t work on me. And besides why do you need such a thing you’re good looking, smart and really good at magic since you mastered 4th year’s spell within an hour.
Me: Okay, I will destroy it I am not some womanizer I don’t even like using woman like the way I did. you may not belief me but I am not proud of what I did. but I don’t know why but I couldn’t control myself…
Her: I did it because of spell casted on you which doesn’t have much effect on you now. I think it was cast on the book so reader will be bound to use it.
Me: But even if I do destroy it there are sure to be more copies of it.
Her: did book had its name written on its cover?
Me: No, to speak truth it’s the reason I opened it in first place.
Her: Then no need to worry it doesn’t have any other copies. If it had its name would have been written it’s cover. Look Eric you have to destroy it have you thought what will happen if someone else gets their hands on it..
Me: You’re right I will destroy it don’t worry about.
I was ready to destroy it because she was right and also I had already memorized 10 spells from book so it doesn’t matter. I found the book and burned it down right in front of Sabina as a proof.
Seeing this she smiled came near me she kissed on cheek. she took one of my towel and went for her room to get a shower. I did same I took a bath, I spent rest of the day reading other books.
At dinner time it was really awkward eating dinner sitting next to Sabina whenever I looked at her she would give me a smile. I didn’t knew what to do. I quickly finished and went to bed.
Next day I wanted to avoid Sabina so I spent reading book on fire spirit, it said you can use powers of your fire spirits if you can manage to summon your spirit to real world from spirit world. In order to do so draw given circle below using mixture ash of oak tree and salt, then put your left hand in middle of the circle pour few drops of your blood. Then remember your spirits face and call his or her name after speaking the spell written at the bottom line.
However, if you don’t have enough power you may be drawn into spirit world yourself, if you feel yourself being drawn inside immediately break the circle or you will die. I studied it over and over for more information about it but it had only ways of using your spirit’s power after summoning it.
I thought about I whole day if to take such risk to gain power, Finally I came to a conclusion to use it if I was going to be strongest mage of history I had to take a chance. But I had no clue how to get ash of oak tree, I had no choice but to ask Sabina. I found her in living room reading same book from yesterday.
Me: Hi!
Her: hey, how are you?
Me: fine and you?
Her: Fine, look what happened yesterday was one time thing and I did enjoyed so don’t get wrong idea or blame yourself okay..
Once she said this feeling of guilt was back again, I apologized to her again and asked her for forgiveness. I was really glad that she didn’t had any hard feelings. Finally after long awkward silence I asked her about oak tree’s ash.
She told me that oak tree’s ash wasn’t hard to find but was expensive. Later I went to another mage city with her and got it. She was asking why I needed it all of sudden, I told her I wanted to try a spell and her help in it.
When we returned it was already afternoon so I planned on using it tomorrow, rest of day was spent un eventful.
Next day at noon I made all necessary arrangements and asked Sabina to break the circle if she saw anything out if the way. I did everything book said, and was about to read out the spell. I was really nervous and scared. I nodded Sabina and stared casting the spell, when I had finished I shouted SABER.
As soon as I said that I felt same burning pain I had felt first time but I bearded it, whole circle started to produce bright red color and as soon as it stopped I collapsed. I woke up few hours later in my bed. When I stood up I saw Sabina and a blonde girl in standing near the window talking.
As soon as they saw me they both came towards me asking me to rest. Seeing that blonde girl was Saber I was conformed that I succeeded so I did what I was told. I spent whole day in my bed. Next morning when I woke up I was feeling really fresh and full of energy.
I showered and went down for breakfast where I met not only Sabina but uncle, aunt and frank too but there wasn’t saber. Later I found out that Sabina had called uncle after my act and they came home immediately hearing whole story and saber went back to spirit world.
I also spent 1 hour hearing how reckless and careless I was from aunt Scarlet mostly. Aunt even forbid me using my magic until I had joined school. I had to spent whole day reading books. Sabina went home but came to me and said goodbye. She warned me not to use such dangerous spell in future and also gave me her number if I ever needed her help.
After reading book of fire spirits I found out that once you have summoned your spirit in real world you don’t have to do it again since spirit is bonded to your body once spell is preformed. All I had to do was to call her name keeping her image in mind. I tried it out it actually worked. When she was standing in front of me. I didn’t knew what to say so just stared at her like last time but I couldn’t help myself. I don’t know why. she started the conversation.
Saber: why have you summoned me?
Me: I just wanted to see if I could call you.
Saber: well, you can call me any time you want but stop staring me every time you see me, will ya.
Me: sorry, I didn’t meant to offend you.
Saber: so when are how did you managed to summon me in such a short time.
Me: like I said I want to be strongest mage and I had help from this book.
Saber: Not bad any way when are you going to start training because you aren’t strong as you think you are.
Me: Well that will have to wait. Aunt just forbid me from using magic for this week.
Saber: I wasn’t taking about your magic. Your magic is good for your age but your physical status is very poor. At your current state even a human of your age can defeat you.
Me: Does it really matter I can use magic why do I have to be physically strong.
Saber: First of all you can’t all ways rely of magic and second there are many spells which require physical stamina.
Me: ok, so what do I have to do.
Saber: you can rest for this week. we will start training from next week. And one more thing don’t use your magic today bonding between out soul are weak right now. So there is possibility of you destroying the contract seal.
Me: ok.
So rest of day was uneventful. Also I spent weekends with Uncle aunt and mark enjoying normal life as much as possible. Starting from tomorrow I’m going t Grand Mage Academy

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