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Fantasies Can Be Real

By: midnightfalcon



I had been having this recurring dream for about a month now and it was beginning to interfere with my rest. It was always the same and extremely erotic. In it I was making love to this man who was doing everything I had ever imagined, with me. 

The positions were those I had imagined from time to time or seen in those xxx tapes of mine. The things he would say to me were things I had imagined my dream lover would say.

No matter what time I went to bed, the dreams would always begin around eleven thirty and I would have orgasms several times during the night and wake up to find my pillow between my thighs and very wet.

I finally made a bolster to put between my legs since it seemed that I wasn't going to stop having these dreams. It was about six inches in diameter and perhaps thirty inches long and I could remove the cover and wash it each day with my other things.

This one night I woke up just before orgasming and decided to try and stay awake, perhaps that would break the trend. I reached over intending to call my friend Monica. She always stays up late and wouldn't mind chatting, I thought.

I dialed her number, and the phone was answered by a male. A guy with the sexiest voice I have ever heard. At first I thought that perhaps she was entertaining, but still I asked to speak with her.

That voice softly responded. "I think you have the wrong number miss."

I suddenly had this desperate need to continue talking with him, so I asked if he would stay on and chat for a few moments. He agreed and I began a conversation of meaningless ramblings.

As he answered my questions I found myself lying on my back slowly stroking my pussy. Now my questions moved to more intimate subjects.

"Tell me about yourself. Are you attached? How tall are you?" Then I began to ask questions that no girl should ask a stranger.

"What are you doing right now? Oh you're in bed? What do you have on? Oh you sleep in the nude, so do I," I interjected.

Realizing that this was just a voice on the phone and he knew nothing about me I could ask or tell him anything I desired. So I took advantage of this anonymity. 

"I am laying here and my pussy is so wet. Would you like to tell me what I should do? I mean tell me something sexy so I can finish myself."

There was a long pause, and then he asked. "What would you like me to tell you? I mean, what would you want me to tell you that might help?"

I was now stroking my clit with three fingers, rapidly drawing its sheath around and around. "Talk dirty to me, or tell me what you would do to me at this moment if you were here, or how you would fuck me, or eat me, anything, but for gods sake help me!" 

"O.K." he answered. "I want you to put three fingers inside your pussy and stroke them in and out while you draw the ball of your thumb over the top of your clit. Rub it hard and let me hear you cry out as you cum. 

"I'll stroke my cock for you while you do that, and we can cum together. Now do it!"

I did precisely as he had directed. I closed three of my fingers so that the tips met and drove them deep into my pussy. At the same time I extended my thumb up so I could wiggle it around and round my engorged clit. Within seconds it expanded and now felt like a small pearl, and ever so slippery. 

As the sensations increased I suddenly lost the rhythm of stroking in and out while stroking my clit in a circular fashion. My hand now frantically plunged in and out of my dripping cunt, and the salacious wet sounds echoed thru the room. My thumb no longer could be controlled and began to simply glide back and forth firmly over my clit.

Then I began to sob, as my clit suddenly became the center of my life. It begged to be tortured and yet it needed to be seduced. Now I began to cry out. Simultaneously I could hear him stroking his cock more and more quickly. That added to my urgency. 

Then he told me to use my free hand and slide my index finger into my ass and allow it to twist and turn. Again I obeyed. 

That did it all right. I did just what he had told me and screamed out all sorts of obscenities as I orgasmed. "Oh my god! I am. It's getting close. Oh shit, it's coming now. Oh my dear god cum with me! Let me hear you cum with me."

Then I heard his hand as it slid up and down his shaft and his breathing began to come in short gasps when finally he sobbed out. 'NOW! Take it! Oh damn it's spurting for you now!"

His command, "NOW!" Suddenly sent me over the top.

I rarely can cum a second time so quickly after the first, but this night I had my second orgasm within a few seconds of the first and it was even more intense then ever before. 

Now my fluids were flowing so profusely that they ran down the crack of my ass, lubricating my finger as it plunged in and out of my ass. Then I seemed to go limp. 

I lay panting, completely spent, and satisfied. "Did you shoot much, I gasped? Tell me what it looks like. Did it spurt on your chest? Can you taste it for me and tell me what you taste like?"

He must have thought I was crazy but he did as I asked and finally came back on and whispered, "Yes it's all over my chest and my hand, there's not much taste, sort of salty, but not much more. But it's thick and sort of stringy."

"My god but your good. What's your name?" 

He chuckled and answered, "What do you want it to be?" I thought for a second then answered, "I often have sexy dreams and my lover is called 'Rex'." 

He answered, "Then I'm 'Rex' and what is your name?" I whispered, "Pamela, or just Pam."

Before he hung up I convinced him to call me tomorrow. I didn't know what number I had dialed to reach him so I gave him my number. He agreed to call tomorrow night at midnight. 

I needed him so badly by now, and I have never had such intense orgasms as this evening, and I wasn't going to let him get away.

He softly whispered, "Now go to sleep. You need your strength for tomorrow." And with that, hung up.

Going quickly to sleep, I rolled over on my bolster and wiggled and squirmed hard against it. That night I had some of the most erotic dreams I have ever had, because now there was a voice added. 

By morning it was so slippery and wet that my thighs were a mess with my own cum.

That day I went out and purchased a speakerphone so I could keep both hands free if he called again. It was the top of the line and could pick up any sound in the room.

The next evening I anxiously waited for midnight to arrive. As the hour neared, I began to get wet. It was my body preparing me and triggered by the anticipation. Then the phone rang. Before I could say anything he softly whispered, "I'm already hard for you sweetheart." 

"Tonight I want you to do exactly as I tell you, agreed?"

I gasped my answer. "Yes! Oh god yes! Anything you want."

Then he began and I obeyed. Each thing he had me do was something that I had fantasized about doing but never really had the courage to try. After two weeks I was cumming on his command. He had taught me to bring myself just to the brink of satisfaction then wait until he was ready to shoot before I was allowed to go those few seconds longer and finish. 

I was now orgasming almost on demand, and merely by listening to him describe what he wanted to do to me or what he wanted me to do to him. My mouth would water when he told me that he wanted to fuck my mouth. My ass began to spasm at the mere mention of his desire to have me bend over so he could stick his cock deep inside me. My vaginal muscles would begin to tightly contract as he described how his shaft would feel as he plunged it in and out of my body and what he wanted me to cry out as I came for him.

Now I was staying up until two in the morning and orgasming as many as eight or nine times before I begged him to let me rest.

By now I was asking him for other things. I wanted him to make a cast of his erect penis and send it to me. I wanted him to select the toys that he thought would help me do the things he was describing. 

Then one Tuesday I found a package the postman had delivered. In it was a scented candle and a butt plug, which was unique in that it was curved and when switched on, would slowly rotate. Enclosed were instructions. The candle was to be lit when he called, and extinguished when he bade me good night. The plug was to be inserted when he told me to do so. 

I waited for his call that evening. When it came he directed me to light the candle. Its aroma was unusual. It exuded a scent, unfamiliar to me, but which seemed pleasing. That evening he had me insert the plug in my anus. I used my own wetness to lubricate it, and as he described how he wanted to mount me. I have a dildo, which I sometimes use and tonight he had me suck on it as he described how he would have me suck on him.

I was again on the verge of cumming and listening to him stroking his cock and waiting for permission to join him when he paused and told me to turn on the plug. It began to twist and turn inside my ass and I let out a scream as I came. I had upset him by not waiting for him to finish with me. For that I was punished. He wouldn't call the next night.

I waited and at midnight I began to literally drip thick streams of my own fluid and they ran down my thighs and the crack of my ass. But no sound from the phone. 

I waited almost an hour and nearly went insane before I was forced to masturbate without his help. Oh my god. I couldn't finish. I tried but could never get quite over the top. I needed him. Like Pavlov's dog I had been conditioned to respond to his voice and his commands.

The next morning the postman delivered another package. In it was a rubber replica of an erect cock. The note with it said that he had decided to cast it as I had asked. Holding it in my hands I gasped. He couldn't be this big. 

I took it to the kitchen and measured its length. Almost eight inches long and two inches thick, I could barely get my fingers to go around it. My first thought was that it was a joke, but that evening the phone rang and he assured me that it was an actual replica. 

For the next week and a half I used that dildo every way imaginable. When he told me to suck him I would place it between my lips and suck. When he told me he wanted to fuck my mouth, I would stroke it deep down my throat.

Should he describe fucking me, it was forced in and out of my dripping pussy, and it replaced the butt plug on several occasions. There was nothing that he wouldn't do with me, and then on Saturday morning, very early, three more packages arrived along with a note.

Opening the first and largest, I found a very expensive cocktail dress, complete with accessories. In the next were shoes with stiletto heels. In the third was a beautifully engraved invitation. 

The instructions were simple. Prepare to go to a party at ten thirty this evening. Shave my pussy; wear the dress and accessories and shoes, then leave in the limo that was going to be waiting outside at ten fifteen.

It was exactly ten fifteen when I was blindfolded and slid into the back of the limousine and the driver closed the door. At precisely ten thirty I was helped out and led to the door of a mansion somewhere just outside of town.

My greeter was a rather young girl. She introduced herself as, Genie but said very little and led me into a rather large room. Other guests were already seated around what appeared to be a dance floor. Five tables were around it, each occupied by a couple that were sipping drinks and quietly conversing. They didn't seem to even notice my entrance. 

I was seated and brought a small vial of greenish liquor. The girl, Genie, leaned over to me and softly whispered, "Just sip it slowly, your escort will be with you shortly." True to her word, I suddenly felt a warm hand on my shoulder and a voice that I had heard so many times before. Then I instantly began to feel the flow between my legs. 

He moved around to stand in front of me. He stood about six feet one or two and wore a white silk shirt open at the collar. His black slacks were form fitting and outlined a trim and very lean body. A lock of hair fell softly over his forehead and he smiled down at me.

That liquor or what ever it was definitely began to take effect. He reached across the small table and quietly whispered, "It's almost time, come!"

Now, with Genie on one arm and Rex on the other, I followed him to the center of the dance floor and the lights around were dimmed so I could barely see the couples sitting there. Then he stood in front of me and reaching out grasped the top of my blouse and tugging down. The seams parted with each tug, and soon it was deftly taken off and floated to the floor. 

I was frozen. I lifted my arms to cover my breasts, still contained in my bra. He moved to face me and unclasped the bra in the front and peeled the cups slowly, exposing each breast. 

Next he knelt down and in a similar fashion found the spot where my skirt was weakest and with a tug, it too divided into two and fell to the floor. They had been made to come off at the slightest tug in certain places.

I stood and gazed into his eyes. I could hear the people softly murmuring as he prepared to remove my panties. They were very low on my hips and had small pink bows on each side.

He grasped each with his fingers and tugged. The garment split down each side and the back dropped. The front was momentarily glued to my pussy by my own secretion but slowly came loose and fluttered down.

Now I stood completely nude, before this very beautiful man while five couples stared at me. 

He told me to pirouette for him and I obeyed. The audience softly clapped and then Genie came over and taking my hand, led me in a slow walk around the room as if showing off a prize to those assembled spectators. Then she began to lead me away. The heels on my shoes made a sort of clicking noise on the floor as I left, and was escorted into another room

In the center of the room was a raised round bed or platform covered by a thick mattress. To one side was an end table on which rested a phone similar to the one I had at home. 

I was seated and she removed my shoes. Now I watched as the other couples entered the room from another doorway and took their places on small couches lined around two sides of the room. They had discarded their clothes and sat on the loveseats and quietly waited.

Now only the subdued light from above lit the room and they became invisible spectators. Suddenly there was a gasp from the women in the room. My Rex had entered and as I turned to gaze at him I saw a vision.

He was nude, and his shaft swayed with each step he took. My god but he seemed larger then the dildo he had sent me.

His body was glistening in the subtle light and I was entranced, as were the others, by his cock. He approached me and stood perhaps two feet away. His shaft seemed to waver in front of me, enticingly close, and then I heard the phone ring. It was midnight.

My body shook as my pussy began to ooze droplets of clear viscose fluid. The flow slowly began to run down the insides of my thighs. My clit tingled and began to swell and my nipples started to expand and stood erect in the centers of their areoles. 

I stood and turned towards him. He simply smiled and whispered. "Suck me!" I immediately knelt before him and reached out. Cupping his balls in my left hand and directing his shaft to my lips with my right hand.

My mouth opened and my head moved forward. My saliva began to drip in a stream from between my partially parted lips and then they encircled and drew his shaft into the warm wet recess of my mouth.

The audience gasped as I hungrily began to suck his cock. I was amazed that I could do this in front of strangers. 

Within moments his shaft began to expand. I began to move my head fore ward then back repeatedly. He was holding perfectly still as if entranced by the sensation of my tongue as it swirled around the rim of his expanding cock.

Softly muttered words drifted thru the room. "Look at her go," "God he's getting long," "Watch her, she's hungry for it."

Now he had expanded immensely. It was almost as if a balloon were inflating in my mouth. I held my breath as I drove his now inflated cock deep to the back of my throat. Again and again his shaft stabbed the back of my palate and slid down my throat. I was more sucking and licking then anything else and the slurping sounds were mostly from the saliva filling my mouth. 

Suddenly Genie took a firm grip on my shoulders and pulled me off his rigid shaft. I felt its head slip from between my lips, and as it was freed it sprang upwards. It was blurred to my vision and all I could see this close to him were his balls, but as she helped me stand I could suddenly see the results of my efforts. 

His rod stood proudly upward, almost parallel to his abdomen. The audience gasped and one phrase, uttered by some woman echoed in my ears. "Marvelous, he's absolutely marvelous, and she is really good."

Genie stood behind me, and suddenly I felt her place a blindfold over my eyes. She turned me and led me to the platform and turned me so I could sit on it. Then she helped me move to the center and softly whispered, "Lie back, you'll be just fine, just lay back and I'll take care of you."

Than I heard the rustling of clothing being removed and I knew that she too, was now nude. Now she reached over me and took both my hands in hers and lifted them up over my head and with my wrists crossed she interlocked her fingers with mine. She had gently secured me in her grasp.

Now I felt Rex next to me, the mattress rocked slightly as he leaned over me and softly placed his mouth over mine. His tongue divided my lips and entered my mouth. I hungrily sucked on it and than forced mine into his mouth. The kiss was long and tender.

Momentarily breaking, he whispered, "Spread your legs, Pam, I want to taste you, suck and drink you, but don't let yourself cum unless I give you my permission! Do you understand?"

I moaned, "yes, oh yes, I want that. I'll be good and behave."

Then he began. His fingers ran up my legs, beginning at my knees and continued up my thighs. Then they dipped between my legs and gently separated them.

I heard his voice pant. "Just feel me Pamela Just let my tongue explore your body. Taste you and drink you." Then I felt his hot breath at the very bottom of my vagina. His fingers moved up my inner thighs and over the now puffy and swollen lips of my pussy. 

His fingers seemed to glide inward, separating labia. It felt as if they had come unglued. Then his tongue began a long sweet upwards. The flat of it gleaning my wetness while the outer edges taunted my inner folds. Upward he moved and its tip seemed to just dance over my clit. My body convulsed and my hips thrust up for just an instant.

I really wanted to scream out at that moment. I was being very quickly brought up to that point from which there is no return. Now I could hear people close to the platform. They moved around me.

Suddenly a warm caress on my cheek, than someone gently stroked my left nipple. Another hand ran over my tummy while yet someone else was softly puffing their hot breath on my right nipple. I was being attacked everywhere, and yet it was so gentle, so erotic that I never wanted it to end. 

While Rex continued to torment my pulsating pussy, others were diverting my attention. Suddenly a woman's lips were upon mine, her hair gently stroked my face and I opened my mouth to permit her tongue to enter. I sucked it and she reciprocated, than withdrew. Now two people were tenderly sucking my nipples at the same time. I wanted to be quiet but it was impossible. I gasped, "Oh my dear lord what are you doing to me? Don't stop! I need it!"

Than as if that opened the gates for more intimate contact, I felt either a dildo or someone's cock press against my wet lips and my mouth opened wide and it entered. Much too warm to be a dildo, I sucked his shaft. Slippery and hot, it allowed me a few seconds of erotic pleasure before being taken from me. 


Fantasies Can Be Real



Rex had moved my level of endurance nearly to the breaking point when I felt his lips; purse as if to give a kiss, than drive down firmly on the sheath from whose protection my clit depended. That forced it to swell up and enter his mouth. 

When his tongue began to dance back and forth across its smooth surface I sobbed out. "Oh my god Rex please let me cum for you. I need it so badly."

Instead his fingers entered my hot opening and began to stroke in and out, now twisting, now turning, and all the while he continued to torment my clit with his tongue. I waited for his permission and as I rode the wave higher and higher he paused, than waited.

Ten seconds later he began again, and someone else's cock entered my mouth, another hand began to fondle my breasts, and another mouth closed over my nipple and teeth tenderly bit down and raked up as it was drawn into his mouth. 

"NOW PAM! NOW! Give me your orgasm and cum in my mouth my sweet whore." 

The word "Now" was all I needed. My body lurched upward. My back arched like a bow and I Screamed out as hands tried to hold my writhing body down. Now I was bouncing up and down as my hot pussy tried to keep in contact with Rex and his mouth. I moaned and felt myself spew my sapid secretions into his sucking mouth.

"YES, Yesss, Oh god yes I'm giving it to you!" I sobbed, and suddenly another wave crashed over me and again my heels dug in and my all lifted upwards to feed him. Than I heard Genie softly whisper, "Two." That damn blindfold was keeping me from seeing the look on his face as I gave him my body. Yet he continued. 

Now his fingers withdrew and he leaned upwards and placed them in my mouth. I hungrily sucked them dry as some of the others around me continued to torment me. Someone was sucking on my toes, another was kneading my breasts, and yet a third was pinching my nipple. It was at this moment that the man who had had his cock in my mouth groaned and I felt his warm sperm splatter over my face.

I think it might have been his partner whose hair I felt on my cheeks just before she began to lick the warm cum off my cheeks and savor her escort's seed.

That made me cum again. My groin ached now with the constant contractions and Genie softly whispered, "three." Yet my lover hadn't finished his last taste of me, for now his fingers began to re-enter me. His lips continued to suck my clit, to torment it by sucking it into his mouth than forcing it out with the tip of his tongue and all the while he was introducing his well-lubricated fingers into my willing ass. 

My sobs filled the room. The phantom voices continued to float their admiring phrases as I went from one orgasm to the next. "Look at her cum," whispered a woman. Now a man commented, "I think she's going to ejaculate, just look at how wet she is," "God he's playing her beautifully," commented another woman. "I want some too."

"Fuck my pussy with your tongue, Rex! Give it to me! I can cum again for you, just take it! I'm your whore tonight. Use me. Oh My God, Oh yess, Now Rex, Drink me now!" And I came again. 

"Four and Five," came Genie's tally. Than I think I passed out. Now she wasn't restraining my hands and the blindfold was gone. Dim lights now illuminated the gallery where the couples sat and turning my head I watched them indulge in an orgy of their own. 

One pretty young girl had strapped on a dildo and was positioning her boyfriend so he could lean his hands upon a low table. I watched in awe as she forced the rubber cock into his ass and began to stroke in and out. At that point another girl approached. 

In her hand she held a very shallow crystal glass and she knelt beside the man who was being fucked. She held his hard cock so that it's head was directed into the center of the glass and suddenly the man let out a long moan and began to ejaculate. Perhaps a half minute later the kneeling girl stood up and passed the glass to the woman wearing the dildo.

Then she walked behind her and unstrapped the harness and went to a couch and laid her head back. The other woman approached her, tipped the glass back; draining its contents into her mouth then proceeded to hold her lips over the other girls open mouth. A thick stream of cum slowly drained from her lips and into her helpmate's mouth. Than their lips met and they kissed.

Others were masturbating. Some were in the throes of orgasms as they fucked, and one girl was servicing three of the guys. Sucking each to completion.

Now rested Rex returned to me and I spread my legs again in anticipation. "No he said, this is to be your reward. I want to fuck your mouth."

Quick to obey I slid off the platform and fell to my knees. He still was so hard that his shaft pointed skyward. He approached my waiting mouth and suddenly Genie was behind me. "Open, Pam, take his cock like a good girl." Then she held my head in her hands. Rex moved to me and presented himself.

I grasped his shaft and pulled it down so my mouth was level with it. Than Genie pushed my head forward and it entered. She closed in on me and pushed her breasts up against the back of my head, capturing it between her small breasts. Her hands were clasping my head just above my ears as he thrust forward. 

The liquor I had earlier must have made my palate insensitive. His long thick shaft plunged in. He held it there for seconds, than drew it back. Now he began to saw in and out. I sucked as best I could but I knew that what he needed was my mouth, and that what I most wanted was to feel his hot sperm spewing in my thirsty mouth, and to feel the thick fluid flowing down my throat.

We had collected an audience now and people were gathered around, watching and commenting on how well I was accommodating his huge shaft. Slowly the in and out tempo began to build. His thrusting became more intense as he rammed his hot cock down my throat. In and out, in and out, repeatedly over and over again, and the tempo increased more, suddenly he gave me my warning and I drew my head back slightly so I could capture just the head of his cock as he came.

My pussy became my entire life. Nothing in the world mattered other than satisfying my need to be fed his cum and when he cried out, "take it, PAMELA, Take it All," my body shook and I came the instant I felt the first gush of his spewing cum coat my tongue. Although on my knees my pussy oozed that clear sapid fluid which lubricates my pussy in such quantity. Again and again I felt my tongue being pushed back from the erupting slit at the head of his cock. 

I swallowed quickly but he replaced it with another and another jet of his fluids and finally it began to ebb. Genie quietly murmured, "six." Than she let me withdraw and the remains of his cum slowly trickled down my chin. My admirers softly gasped in obvious envy as I was again escorted to the platform.

As I lay there, Genie approached Rex and began to caress his waning shaft. She was deftly keeping him erect, for there were other needs to be satisfied. Now I was helped down to the edge of the circular platform and my ass was placed upon its very edge. Genie relinquished her hold on his cock and as he stood in front of me she helped place my legs upon his shoulders. Than she used two finger to spread my pussy wide and he began to enter.

Slowly. Meticulously, he moves that beautiful shaft deeper and deeper into my slippery vagina. Suddenly I felt an uncomfortable pressure as it pressed against my cervix. Drawing back, he hesitated a moment, than again shoved deeper. Again the feeling of being violated, and again he withdrew. The third time he thrust into me I felt his heavy balls press against my ass. I had taken him completely, and now his ass began to swing like a pendulum back and forth and with each deep thrust his pubic bone rammed against my already swollen clit. Over and over again he thrust. The tempo always slow and his shaft went deep.

Five, than ten minutes passed and I was frantic. His refractory time I knew to be about twelve minutes approached and I knew I was going to receive another gift of his body. Now he moved faster and faster. I lost control and sobbed out a plea. "Give it to me! It's mine. Oh my god Rex I can't stop it, I'm cumming again. Please give it to me. And my body went into another fit of spasms as he moved in and out faster and faster. 

At this point I was having orgasms not more than a half minute apart. One would crest and ebb only to be replaced by another. Than I screamed to him. "NOW! OH GOD GIVE IT TO ME, NOW. MYGOD, OHMYGOD, FUCK ME GOOD. GIMMEE IT NOW!" 

My plea was rewarded by his sobs. "Now, Pamela, Now take it! Drink it with your pussy. Feel me filling your cunt! Than the sudden staccato of short thrusts that told me he was emptying his cum into my vagina.

Genie softly counted. "Seven, eight, nine, ten." 

I was possessed. I was frantic and the audience applauded. Than he pulled out and lowered his Cock and drove its slippery head into my ass. I gasped a quick breath and let my sphincter relax as he plunged in deeply. He continued to fuck me but now in my ass and suddenly there were people all around me. The room reeked of sex and suddenly I recognized the scent of that candle he had mailed to me. It was the smell of sex. 

Still he ravaged my ass and again the participants began to caress my body. I heaved up, fell, twisted, and turned and the count went on. "Eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen," and I could feel some man's cock working in and out of my sucking mouth as I moaned. Than drawing out he splattered a stream of cum onto my breasts and another cock entered to replace that already spent.

Again and again this was repeated and their partners continuously lapped it up. So that when the last had finished, my body had been licked clean of any vestige of their cum. The last was for me. 

I felt Rex suddenly shudder and thrust deep. He held it there and I felt his cock pulse deep in my bowel. I was being filled with more of his body fluids as he tossed his head up and gave out a long low moan and I joined him in one final orgasm, than I passed out.

At eleven in the morning I woke up, sore and exhausted in my own bed. I bathed and than finally went back to bed. At eleven forty five I awoke. I had been conditioned and at twelve the phone rang. 

His voice was my aphrodisiac and I couldn't resist him. My pussy began to weep and so did I. Every fantasy I had ever dreamed had been fulfilled. There was no more. I softly asked him a question that had never been broached before. "Rex? Do you have a lover?"

"Many," he replied. "I mean one that is above the others," I continued. "Only you," he answered. 

"I saw how Genie looked at you each time she held me still for you, and I was wondering, have you ever made love to her? I know that she loves you."

There was a short pause, than he answered. "Yes, many times. She's my sister."