by Misty Vixen
“You’re a beautiful woman, Jennifer,” he murmured, his lips against her neck. His hands slipped down in between her thighs and gently parted them, then continued to run up and down. She shivered as he caressed her inner thighs.
“Th-thank you,” she whispered, shuddering more.
David continued kissing her neck and moved his hands closer to her crotch, until finally they found her vagina. He slipped a finger in between the taut lips of her pussy, found her clit, and began to massage it gently.
She gasped sharply and jerked against him.
“Is this okay?” he whispered.
“Y-yes. Don’t stop, please,” she begged.
“I won’t until you come,” he said, and began to rub a bit harder.
“Ah! I-um-uh...that may be hard. I...it’s hard for me to come nowadays.”
“I can make you come,” he replied, and she moaned loudly.
David continued fingering her, rubbing her clit. With his other hand, he raised it back up to her breast and began playing with her nipple, and she moaned louder.
“Wow, you are good at this,” he heard Ellie murmur. “Fuck, can you do this for me sometime?”
“Yeah,” he replied.
“But it’s-oh!-my turn now...” Jennifer moaned.
“Don’t worry, I’m not going to do anything to interrupt this,” Ellie replied.
He steadily increased the pressure he was using, rubbing harder, and then faster. After a bit, he lowered his other hand and found her tight opening, then slipped a finger inside of her. She let out a loud cry of pleasure as he started finger-fucking her.
“You like that, don’t you?” he asked, whispering in her ear.
“Yes! Oh fuck! I like that!” she cried.
He felt her writhe and twist in his lap, like she wasn’t able to contain or control herself, and he wondered how long it had been since someone had touched her like this. Since someone had touched her like this because they wanted to, because they were attracted to her, and not because, maybe, she was paying them to, or maybe even they just felt bad for her. He knew that it was notoriously difficult for wraiths, even attractive women wraiths, to get laid. There were a lot of prostitutes who would do anyone…
But a wraith.
Jennifer was right. In the end, he had to finger her consistently for almost ten solid minutes while kissing her neck, switching between sides, until she finally had an orgasm. But oh was it ever worth it. What an orgasm it was.
“OH MY FUCKING SHIT, DAVID! OH FUCKING FUCK! I’M COMING AND IT FEELS SO GOOD! OH YES! YES! YESYESYESYESYES!!!” she shrieked at the top of her lungs with absolute and total abandon.
He held onto her hard as she bucked and twisted and jerked.
And then she slammed the back of her head into his eye.
“Fuck!” he snapped as a bright explosion of pain erupted in his head.
“Oh, David! Ah! I’m so-oh fuck!-so sorry!” She shifted out of his lap, into the seat next to him, and waited for her orgasm to taper off. Ellie and Cait were wincing, and apparently trying not to laugh. He held his hand to his face.
“Oh my God, David. I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to,” Jennifer said once she had control of herself again, turning to face him. “Oh shit, fuck, I feel so bad.”
“It’s okay, Jennifer. I know it was an accident,” David replied, holding his hand over his eye. Damn it hurt.
“It’s just that, you lose control of your sense of self and strength sometimes, as a wraith. You know? And it had been so long since anyone else had given me an orgasm, and those orgasms are always so much more powerful than what I can do for myself, and you were so good at it-”
“Jennifer,” he said, reaching out with his other hand and taking hers, “it’s really okay. I’m not mad. I promise. Like, it’s really okay.”
“...okay. I’m sorry.”
“I accept your apology,” he said, and lowered his hand.
“Ooh,” both Ellie and Cait said at the same time.
He blinked several times. “How is it?”
“It’s...already blacking up. That’s going to be a really bad shiner,” Cait murmured.
“I’m so sorry,” Jennifer whispered.
“It’s okay! Genuinely don’t worry about it,” David replied, laughing softly. “It was more than worth it to get that orgasm out of you.”
“It was amazing,” Jennifer said after a moment. “That’s the best my pussy...the best I’ve felt in so long. Over a year. Um...what can I do for you? I want to do something for you. Whatever you want,” she said.
“Can we have sex?” David asked.
“Yeah.”
“Can we go raw?”
“Yes, definitely. No need for protection.”
“Can I come inside of you?”
“Yes, definitely,” she said.
“Okay, then. I’ll take that,” he said.
“Do you ever pull out?” Cait asked as they got out of the tub and began drying off.
“Um...” he thought about it. “I mean, sometimes. To come on someone’s face or something, if they’ll let me.”
“I’ll let you,” Jennifer said.
“Jennifer, don’t...do anything you wouldn’t normally do just because you feel guilty. Like, I’m really not mad, I don’t feel like you owe me anything. As far as I’m concerned, nothing has changed about this encounter,” he said.
She looked at him hard for a few seconds, as if scrutinizing him and his words, then seemed to relax a little. “You’re...very understanding.”
“He is,” Cait said.
“Okay, um...I have lube over by the bed,” Jennifer said, and walked over to it. David looked at her ass as he finished drying off. It was small but shapely. Really fucking hot. Doggystyle would be nice, but definitely missionary first.
He pretty much always did missionary the first time with a new woman if he could help it. It was so wonderfully intimate.
She crawled onto the bed, and by the time he joined her, she’d tracked down the lube in her big headboard. It was in a simple glass tube. She upended it and shook some out into her hand, then set the bottle aside and made a fist several times.
“Okay,” she murmured, “I’m going to put it on now.”
“Have at it,” David replied. He was still rock solid.
She wrapped her hand around his cock and slowly began to massage it. He shivered as she did this, and she smiled. “I like getting that reaction.”
“Well, you’re doing a pretty good job,” he replied after a few seconds as she kept massaging the head of his dick in her fist.
“How do you want me?” she asked.
“I bet I know,” Cait murmured.
“Oh?” David asked. “How do I want her?”
“On her back,” Cait said.
“How do you know that?” he asked, vaguely annoyed.
She shrugged. “I can just tell it’s your favorite position, plus, it’s what most guys feel most comfortable with, I think, during the first time.”
“Well yes, that’s how I want you,” he said, returning his attention to Jennifer.
“I really like that position,” she said, wiping her hand off on the blankets. “I was worried you’d want to do doggystyle.”
“Do you not like that?” he asked. She laid on her back and opened her legs.
“No, I like it a lot. It’s great, honestly. It’s just...most of the sexual encounters I’ve had since turning, almost all of them actually, have been doggystyle. I think it’s because it’s the position from which my...condition, is least obvious.” She chewed on her lip as he got on top of her.
“Your condition doesn’t bother me, Jennifer,” he said, looking down at her.
Although it was very strange to see all her veins, all that deathly pale skin, and her extremely bloodshot eyes, it wasn’t off-putting. Really, it was enticing. It made the encounter spicier, honestly. And she was so beautiful.
He gripped his slicked-up cock and began to work it inside of her.
“Oh yes,” she whispered. “I’m not as sensitive as I used to be, not nearly, but that still feels really good.”
“Yes,” he groaned as he pushed his way into her, “it does. Holy shit, you are fucking tight, Jennifer.”
“Told you. Been awhile...ah yes!” she moaned as he finished getting inside of her.
“Fuck that pussy, David,” Cait whispered. He kept forgetting that they had an audience. An audience of women he had already had sex with. One of which he was actually dating. He held himself up over her, staring down at her, and she looked back up at him. She seemed like she was enjoying herself, but also a little uncomfortable.
“Is it okay?” he asked.
“Yeah, yeah, it’s fine,” Jennifer replied, and offered him a nervous smile. “I just-like I said, it’s been awhile. Sex is very...it’s so intimate, and intimacy and I haven’t ever been on the best of terms even before I was like this. Ohhhh yes, that’s good. That dick is good,” she groaned, briefly losing her train of thought. “I’m just anxious something will go wrong.”
“It’ll be fine,” David said, and he laid down against her. She immediately hugged him, gripping his shoulders from the back. He smiled, his face inches from hers. “And if something does go wrong, Jennifer, then it won’t be a big deal. I won’t get angry, I won’t hold it against you or anything.”
He saw her eyes shift, look to the right side of his face. She winced. “I’m really glad. You are going to have such a black eye...”
“It’s fine,” he said, and then he kissed her before she could continue focusing on her anxieties. Because he knew what it was like to be anxious about sex, and knew that if he could really get her into it, get her into the physical, the feelings, the emotional connection of it, that would probably help her enjoy it more.
“Oh, David...” she whispered after a lengthy kiss. She put her legs up in the air. “Oh, David...it’s so good. You feel so fucking good inside of me...”
He kissed her again and then they were making out passionately. He felt one of her hands shift up the back of his neck, then to the back of his head. She held him tightly against her, kissing him deeply, pushing her tongue into his mouth.
She was a great kisser.
Jennifer pushed against him with her hips, and he imagined that she looked fucking fantastic right now, being driven into by him, her legs up in the air. And then she did one of his favorite things: she wrapped her legs around his midsection.
“Please...don’t stop...” she begged.
“I won’t stop,” he said, panting heavily now.
“Is it good?” she whispered, holding his head so that his forehead rested against hers, and they both stared into each other’s eyes. “Is my pussy good?”
“It’s so good,” he moaned. “It’s so good, Jennifer.”
“I want you to come in me,” she whispered softly. “Come in me, David. I want to feel that. I need to feel you blowing your load in me as you fuck me with your huge cock...”
“Oh, fuck, Jennifer!” he cried, and then he was coming, he was orgasming into her. She gasped and then moaned, holding him tightly against her with her arms and especially her legs, which were locked firmly around his midsection.
“Oh fuck! Oh Jennifer!” he panted. “Oh my God! Yes!”
The orgasm was incredible.
It was a supernova of pure sexual bliss, a detonation of staggering intensity. He could feel his seed gushing out of his cock, hosing down her wraith vagina. He was coming into a wraith pussy for the first time and it was a fantastically gratifying experience. Especially with her moving against him, her slim body pressing against his own, her moans on the air. And she stared into his eyes the whole time. Halfway through, he kissed her deeply, passionately, and thrust his cock as deep and as hard into her as he could.
He emptied himself completely into her.
As he came down from the high, he felt a bit guilty, and mildly embarrassed. “Shit,” he whispered.
“What? What’s wrong?” Jennifer asked, sounding worried.
“I’m sorry I didn’t get you off again,” he replied. “I normally do, I just-”
“David,” she said, and laughed, “don’t worry about that. It’s really hard to get me off. Did you not get that from the tub? Like, it’s fine. That felt amazing. The fact that you even gave me an orgasm is spectacular, and the sex was amazing. Like, you did fine. You did better than fine, you did great, David.”
“I...all right, thanks,” he murmured, then yawned suddenly. “Wow, I’m really tired.”
“You’ve had a very busy day, David,” Cait replied.
“It sure has been a trying day,” Ellie muttered.
“I’ll go with you,” Jennifer said, and they looked at her. She looked very beautiful, laying there, nude and pale. “When the storm lets up, I’ll go and try to fix this generator.”
“Thank you,” Ellie said. “We really appreciate it.”
“I’m sorry I was difficult earlier,” she said. “I just have a really hard time with trust. Which, I realize, may not be self evident given the fact that I just fucked you like two hours after meeting you.” She sighed softly. “I guess that just goes to show how lonely I’ve been.” She frowned suddenly and looked at Cait. “So you two are together...this isn’t going to fuck anything up, is it? Because I’ve had encounters with couples in ‘open’ relationships before and sometimes one or both of them is lying about it. Either to me or each other or themselves.”
“It’ll be okay, I promise. I’m not the jealous type,” Cait said easily. “And if you overheard our conversation, then you know how I feel about you.”
“Oh. Yes.” If Jennifer could blush, she would be, David imagined. “Um...I actually would like to try that, with you,” she glanced at Ellie, “and you, if you’re interested. At some point. Not tonight. Although that was a good experience, and I’m feeling good about it, I am a little overwhelmed. I haven’t seen a single other living person for like...two weeks. And even then, it hasn’t been like I’ve been hosting parties every other night before that. Going from that to having three people spend the night and get naked and one of them has sex with me is...a bit much.”
“I understand,” Cait said, and Ellie nodded. “When, and if, you’re ready.”
“Thanks,” she murmured. “I’ve liked you since I met you, and Ellie talks about how good of a person you are, and I can really see that.”
“Oh does she now?” Cait asked with a smug grin.
“Do not start with me,” Ellie growled, and Cait laughed.
“And I definitely like you,” Jennifer said, looking over at David.
“I’m glad. I like you, too,” he replied, then yawned again. “Fuck, the sun’s not even down yet, I think.”
“I think it is actually, by now,” Cait replied. “Get some sleep, David.”
“But what about the hospital?”
“It’s too late to go back out tonight safely. Don’t worry,” Ellie said. “We’ll get up first thing in the morning and head right there, okay?”
“All right,” he murmured reluctantly.
“You three can sleep down here. This bed is certainly big enough,” Jennifer said as she got up. She walked over to the tub and got back down in it. “I need to, um, wash.”
“We’ve been there, at this point,” Ellie said.
“Many times, for me. David is a messy boy,” Cait added.
“I can’t help it,” he murmured as he rubbed one eye.
“I didn’t say it was a problem,” Cait replied. “Get under the blankets and go to sleep, David. We’ll join you.”
“Where will you sleep?” Ellie asked.
“I don’t need to sleep too much, but when it’s time, I’ll just come down and join you in bed. And if it’s too much for me, I have another bed upstairs I can sleep in. And yes, I’m really okay with it. Sleep is...different, for wraiths,” Jennifer replied.
“Okay. Please wake me up if anything happens,” David said as
he got beneath the blankets.
“I promise...goodnight, everyone,” Jennifer said.
They all told her goodnight as they got into bed, and soon David found himself sandwiched between two extremely attractive, nude women. He curled up against Ellie’s backside, putting his arms around her, and she let him. He figured Cait wouldn’t mind, given that this was an extremely rare occurrence at this point.
Plus, Ellie was just so soft and warm.
He fell asleep almost immediately.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
At some point in the night, he woke up to Cait riding him.
He remembered orgasming intensely, the pleasure washing through his body, him filling her hot pussy with his seed, and her moaning.
Then she patted his chest and gave him a kiss and told him to go back to sleep.
When he woke up again, for real this time, it was to almost near silence. The only thing he heard, occasionally, was the turning of a page, and a gently crackling fire. He was still in between Cait and Ellie, although now he was spooning Cait, and he had a bad hard-on. It was stuffed in between her thick thighs, but he could tell she was still out.
That was fine, because he wanted to have sex with Ellie. Not that he would turn down sex with Cait, but it had been what felt like a long time since he had made love to Ellie. David carefully disengaged himself from her and rolled over. He caught sight of Jennifer in a nearby chair, reading. She glanced up and smiled at him.
He smiled back, then he gently shook Ellie.
“What?” she whispered, shifting, coming awake.
“It’s fine,” he said, “it’s me. I’m-can we fuck?”
“What? Oh...yeah, sure. I actually miss your cock,” she murmured, and rolled nimbly onto her back, then spread her legs.
“I so fucking missed your pussy,” he muttered as he climbed atop her, scrambled on top of her, really.
“I can tell,” she said with a small laugh.
She reached down between them as he got into place, gripped his cock, then ran her furry fingers up and down it. “It seems bigger than I remember,” she murmured.
“It feels that way in the mornings, I think,” he heard Cait say tiredly.
