The Eros Coin: Parts 1 - 5

by Molly Madsin

  She stood there for a few seconds as if pondering the question. After a short pause, she just shrugged her shoulders and answered, “I don’t know, I was just in the mood to try something new…” With a cute giggle and shy smile, she added, “I hope you liked it.”

  “Oh my god, I loved it, let’s do that every day,” I replied. My fingers again warmed, once again, reminding me of The Eros Coin.

  “Sounds good to me,” she said enthusiastically, as she unlocked the stall door and led me, hand-in-hand, back to the bar.

  The guys were still focused on the games playing on the TV, so we were barely missed. We sat down and in silent I began to ponder what had just happened. Not more than 20 minutes ago I was worried my girlfriend was going to kill me, and here I was on “cloud nine” having just been the recipient of one of the world’s best blow jobs. How did that happen? I looked down at The Coin in my hand and wondered if that was the reason; a quick glow seemed to come off its surface as if to answer my question.

  Still, I thought, I might be going crazy, so I decided to test it. I looked around the bar before stopping on the empty beer pitcher. With The Eros Coin in the palm of my hand, I made a silent wish for more beer. Not more than 10 seconds later, our server rushed over with a new pitcher, “I thought you guys needed a refill,” she jokingly said. Holy fuck, I thought. I focused on getting another plate of wings and no sooner had I thought it then the server said, “More wings too, right? I’ll be right back.” A beaming smile came over my face; what the fuck did Grandpa just give me?

  As I sat there pondering my new toy, doubts crept into my mind. What if they were coincidences? I mean, it was my birthday and maybe Abby just wanted to give me something to remember for my first birthday with her. And the server was really just doing her job, right? I figured that more tests of The Coin were necessary.

  I looked around the crowded room again and saw that Mark and Allen were playing darts, I tried to mentally tell Mark to miss the dartboard completely with his next throw; instead he got a bullseye. Hmmm, that wasn’t good, I thought. Then I saw some random girl intently watching a basketball game and I telepathically told her to cheer loudly at the next basket. The next shot was made and nothing, the girl just sipped her beer and made idle conversation with the guy next to her. Oh boy, maybe it was just a coincidence, I reconciled.

  One more try, I figured, I saw our server carrying a tray with four pints of beer on it. She was headed to a table with two guys and two girls. One of the girls had a huge rack that I had noticed when I returned to the table; so much so, that her white blouse could barely contain her twins. So, as my fingers rubbed The Coin, I closed my eyes and suggested that the server should pour a glass of beer on the busty girl. My fingers warmed and I watched as the pretty serving girl got to the table and handed out the beers, one by one to the group, the last one being the girl I had targeted. Just as it looked like nothing was going to happen, the serving girl bumped the full glass with the back of her hand and the beer splashed all over the seated girl’s big tits, practically making her white blouse – and the lacy white bra under it – transparent. I smiled while the server apologized profusely.

  But it wasn’t over, I mentally thought wouldn’t it be great if the serving girl tried to clean up her mess by using napkins to blot at the girl’s beer covered breasts. Again The Coin burned and the serving girl started mauling the stunned girl’s chest with napkins. I laughed out loud at the comedy playing out in front of me.

  Before I let the scene finish up, I mentally told the girl with the beer covered tits that she needed to get out of her wet blouse now. Low and behold, the sexy young girl stood up – even as the serving girl was still blotting away at her chest – and started to unbutton her blouse, all while her boyfriend started to protest. But even with him standing up and trying to get her to cover up, she managed to do a quick strip tease much to the excitement to the rest of the bar’s patrons. Within half a minute, the bosomy brunette was down to her sheer, lace bra, her hard nipples clearly visible.

  Over the next several minutes I had both the cute serving girl and the beer covered breast girl do a series of unusual things: the serving girl decided that the best way to clean up the beer was to wring the girl’s blouse back into the spilled glass. Then she, too, decided to strip with her new friend. With no hesitation she pulled her tight t-shirt up over her head, displaying her black bra covering her pert breasts for everyone watching.

  Not to be outdone, the busty girl decided to pull up her knee length skirt and moon the bar, showing off her near perfect ass and a skimpy pair of white thong panties in the process. With the guys in the bar chanting, “Strip, strip, strip,” both girls started dancing around giving quick flashes of their boobs and asses. For their final act, I mentally asked both girls to lock in a sensual kiss. They did so without hesitation much to the joy of everyone watching. Their two minutes in heaven ended with every single guy in the room sporting a serious bulge in their jeans, and most of the women in the bar were left breathless, as both girls locked lips, twirled tongues and roamed each other’s body with eager hands.

  I decided that the bar patrons had already had too much of a show and that both girls had more than enough embarrassment for the night, so I mentally directed everything to return to normal. Within two minutes, everyone involved was acting like nothing had ever happened. I kissed The Coin and said a silent “thank you” to Grandpa. Life was about to get really good.

  The Eros Coin

  Part 2

  After my birthday celebration ended, my friends all went home. Abby needed to go home, too, but after the scene in the bar with the cute serving girl and the pillowy-chested brunette making out, I was too excited to go home. So, with The Eros Coin in hand, I convinced Abby that she needed to take me back to her house – something that she usually protested since her mom and step-dad were pretty conservative in their views and didn’t approve of their 20-year-old daughter having pre-marital sex.

  At 2am, Abby and I rolled into the driveway and quietly snuck into the house and then into her room in the basement. Once in the basement, we could be a little freer; her brothers and parents rooms were two floors above.

  Though tired, Abby complied with my every wish, especially with The Eros Coin at my fingertips. When I asked her to strip for me, she was down to her red bra and panties within seconds. When I wished that she would lay back on her bed and play with herself, I watched as my normally demure girlfriend, flopped back on the sheets, pulled her panties to the side and slowly began running her ruby red painted fingertips up and down her very wet slit.

  For the next several minutes, I watched as she brought herself to the edge of orgasm time and time again, only to back off – at my request – before she could climax. Abby was both completely charged up and sexually frustrated at the same time. Still, she did my bidding over and over. She squeezed and pinched her large, puffy nipples, she fingered her tight pussy and afterward licked her fingers clean. She even vigorously fingered her little asshole, causing her moans to get even louder.

  Her eyes were completely glazed over, almost as if she was in a sexual trance and I felt like the most powerful man in the world.

  Finally, with my cock pulsing in my jeans I ordered sweet Abby to get completely naked and to get onto her hands and knees on the center of the bed. Without a second thought, she sprang up discarded her half-on bra and panties and threw them on the floor, before scrambling to her knees. She looked over her shoulder as I climbed on the bed and positioned myself between her legs. With my silent orders to guide me between her lower lips, she reached back, softly grasped my solid cock and pulled me until I was at her entrance. With a quick thrust forward I was fully embedded in her warm, velvety cunt. I held my cock deep inside Abby as she moaned at the quick invasion.

  I started the slow in and out, pulling back until just the tip was poised at her slit, then reversing direction and sliding forward until my balls nestled against her clit. I did this repeatedly, picking u
p the pace as Abby’s moans and groans became more insistent. Finally, I allowed Abby to do most of the work; as The Eros Coin warmed my left hand, Abby’s shoulders slumped into the soft bed and I felt her fingers once again running circles around her clitoris. I stopped thrusting forward and asked Abby to rut back into me, which she gladly did with greater and great ferocity. Soon, all I was doing was kneading her ass cheeks with my free hand and watching as she fucked back into me.

  I smiled down, so thankful to have The Coin at my fingertips as Abby’s grunting and groaning told me she was on the verge of a great climax. With the power of suggestion, Abby’s eyes rolled back in her head and her mouth fell open as her greatest to-date orgasm washed over her. I could feel her pussy clench and spasm around my erection as her fingertips briskly rubbed her tiny nub. With a final push back into my cock, she buried her face in her pillow to stifle a mighty scream and her body began to tremble and shake, then I felt her pussy gush and warm around my throbbing dick.

  Slowly Abby came down from her earth-shattering climax and she slumped forward, nearly forgetting that I was still there and far from finished. As she lay there, flat on her belly, her breath starting to return to normal, another idea came to me. I watched as my young girlfriend, turned her head and huskily asked, “Would you please fuck my ass?” Before I could even move forward, she wantonly spread her ass cheeks, giving me the perfect view of her tight little hole. I had her prepare herself by wetting a finger and slowly fucking her ass with it.

  Once ready, I lined my cock up against her back entrance and slowly pushed forward. Abby groaned as I penetrated her once virgin ass, slipping first my bulbous head followed by a couple of inches inside. I waited while she adjusted to having a cock in her ass, before I started the in and out movements that I had done just minutes earlier with her pussy.

  Over the next several minutes, I slowly fucked Abby’s ass, working it until I was fully buried in her rectum. As her grunts and groans turned more into moans of pleasure I began to ream her ass with a faster and harder motion. Before too long, I was slamming my cock, balls deep, into her tiny butt as she continued to spread her ass cheeks and cry and scream into her pillow. My balls started to swell up and I was once again on the precipice of orgasm. I began to contemplate where I wanted to come and I decided to let Abby decide for me.

  I leaned down, my cock still pistoning into her backdoor, and asked, “Where would you like me to come?” With The Coin in the palm of my left hand, I mentally told her to answer truthfully.

  With just a slight hesitation, Abby looked back at me over her shoulder. Her eyes were glossy and dilated. Between grunts and pants she lustfully said, “Please – please come in – my – my…ass.”

  I needed no further instructions. I began slamming into her ass harder and harder, my pelvic bone slapping against her wobbling ass cheeks. Her cries and shrieks filled the room, even with her mouth buried in the fluffy pillow. With a final surge forward and a groan that rattled the room, my cock, as deep in her bowels as possible, emptied its load. Rope after sticky rope shot into her, filling her to capacity, until I was finally emptied of everything I had.

  Drained, I pushed up off of Abby, my still rigid dick sliding out of her well used asshole, and I watched as a waterfall of cum spilled out of her no longer tiny back hole. Mesmerized I watched as drop after drop of my white goo rolled down her already sticky cunt lips before falling to the sheets below. I sat back, gasping for breath as I recovered from my own mind-blowing orgasm, when I heard the footsteps on the basement stairs, just outside Abby’s room. Scrambling to my feet, I grabbed my clothes and jumped into the nearby closet.

  Just as I shut the closet door there was a loud knock and Abby’s step-dad, Hank, called inside, “Abby?! Is everything alright?”

  Abby, still in a daze from her post-coitus hangover, nervously stuttered, “Yes, Daddy, everything is fine.”

  I was always a little creeped out when I found out that Hank, had asked that Abby called him “Daddy” even after she started going to college.

  Hank called back into the room, “Abby, honey, Mom and I could hear you crying and moaning, it sounds like you’re really hurt.” Abby sat up and used the sheets to wipe my still dripping semen from her ass and crotch.

  “Yeah, Daddy, I stubbed my toe and it really hurt, but I’m fine now,” she answered back as she hopped out of bed and began to hide the evidence of our coupling.

  “Sweetie, do you want me to look at your toe and make sure it’s not broken or something?” her step-dad calmly asked through the door. Boy, I thought, this guy just isn’t going to go away easy. And that’s when an idea came to me. My fingers traced around the edges of The Eros Coin, as I peered into the room from my hiding place, watching as Abby went to her dresser and threw on a rather sheer nightie – and nothing else.

  She answered back, “Yeah, maybe having you look at it would be a good idea. Hold on.” She stood in front of the mirror; the plunging neckline showed large amounts of cleavage and her puckered nipples were clearly visible through the light fabric of the baby blue cover up. Abby shuffled to the door and I watched her ass cheeks, barely visible, swaying under the sexy lingerie.

  Abby unlocked the door and let her mom’s husband into her room. Hank’s eyes bulged out as his step-daughter came into view. Her nightie did nothing to hide her body from his sight. I chuckled to myself when I noticed he did nothing to look away, instead his eyes lingered and roamed her body as she walked away, leading him to the center of the room before she sat on the edge of the bed and lifted up her right foot for Hank to look at, in the process showing him plenty of her lean legs and at the right angle, a unobstructed view of her young pussy.

  Hank knelt on the ground in front of Abby and took her foot in hand, but his eyes were not looking at her dainty toes, instead he was peering up at his sexy step-daughter trying to get a view of whatever he could see. I made sure that Abby played along. She made a big deal out of how “good his hands felt” and how she was “feeling much better now” as Hank rubbed her toes and stole quick glances between her legs.

  At one point, I even suggested that Abby moan and fall back on the bed when he rubbed her feet. She did just that, pulling the hem of her nightie up to her bellybutton, allowing the dirty old man a quick view of her neatly trimmed pubic hair and her wet, sloppy pussy. His low groan told me that he liked what he was seeing. I watched as his free hand reached under and adjusted the growing erection in his shorts.

  I toyed with the idea of taking this a step further, but instead I just telepathically asked Abby to tease and torment the poor man. Giving him views down to her perky breasts, complete with hard nipples and, when she squirmed around, a perfect sightline of her round, creamy ass. There was a moment that I saw the older man run his tongue around his lips and his eyes filled with lust, and that was when I knew if I pushed this any further he was going to rape her. So Abby got up and bounced her way to the door of her room, her step-dad close behind, watching her swaying ass the entire time. At the door she gave him a hug, making sure to grind her tits into his chest and her little tummy against his now raging hard on. With the hug lingering just a little too long, I had her back away and give him a quick peck on the cheek and thank him for “helping her out” before closing the door on him.

  I didn’t come out of the closet until I heard Hank start to climb the stairs, which seemed like an eternity – which made me wonder if he stood there and jacked off right outside her room. But when I did come out, my cock was rock hard again and The Coin and I asked Abby to help me out. Without question, she sashayed over to me, dropped onto her knees and proceeded to give me another mind-blowing orgasm. Again my young girlfriend bobbed her head, took me down her throat and proceeded to milk me of every drop I could produce. And then without hesitation she gulped down everything I gave her, before smacking her lips together and saying, “Mmmm, Mmm, good.” I smiled down at my little slut and patted her on the head.

  Thinking I had better get home,
I dressed and gave Abby a kiss on the lips, tasting a tiny bit of my salty residue, before quietly sneaking out of the house. Thankfully, I only lived a few blocks away so I decided to walk home, The Eros Coin never leaving my hand.

  When I walked into my house, I looked at the clock to see that it was almost 4am. I decided that I needed a shower and some sleep. Before heading off to the bathroom for a nice, hot shower, I dropped off my wallet, phone and The Eros Coin in my bedroom.

  After washing and drying myself off, I exited the bathroom with only a towel draped around me. That’s when I nearly bumped into Zoey, my kid sister’s – well step-sister – best friend who was apparently having a sleep over tonight.

  I’ve known Zoey since she was a geeky skinny, little kid with glasses and braces. But here, now, Zoey was no longer a geeky little kid. She was fresh off graduating from high school with Susan, my step-sister, and at 18-years-old had developed into a real hottie. She was wearing a little shorts and tank top pajama set that did nothing to hide her ample bosom and curvy apple bottom ass. Her hair was pulled back into pigtails and she still wore a pair of cute hipster glasses. I felt my cock twinge again as I stood there, inches from the tiny cutie.

  “Hey, Zoey,” I managed to say once I had stopped ogling her.

  “Hi- hi, Mikey,” she stammered, “I didn’t know you were home.”

  “Yep, just got home,” I retorted my eyes roaming over her cute face. Even in the dim light of the early morning I could see that she was blushing. “What are you doing up at this time of the morning?” I asked.

  “Just – ummm – getting a drink of water,” she shyly answered as she looked down at her fidgeting feet.

  My cock jumped again as I looked at the sweet and shy girl and I got another wicked idea. “Hold on,” I quickly told her, “I have something to show you.” I turned and went to my bedroom, retrieved The Eros Coin and put on a robe.