0 comments/ 68364 views/ 12 favorites My Immortal Ch. 01 By: velvetpie "You're crazy, Carla." I just ignored Calvin, knowing that he'd never change. Ever since we were little, he'd always been an unbeliever in things intangible. Didn't believe in the Easter Bunny or Santa Claus. Didn't in the Bermuda Triangle or in Fate. And he certainly didn't believe in God. So when I told him that I'd been invited to a mind control seminar, his response was predictable. "I'm not crazy." "You have to be to believe in mind control." "Why? It works and you know it." "I know no such thing." "Then why do you think they say 'mind over matter'?" "Because it's a catchy phrase." I smacked my brother in the arm, smiling at him. "It's well-known that mind control is used every day but people just don't come out and say that it's 'mind control'. They'd probably say that it's self-control vs. mind control. The words, 'mind control' may it sound like it something out of a science fiction show." "Next thing, you'll be trying to convince me that Edgar Cayce has something to do with it." I laughed. "You know, Cal, you really ought to come with me. You'd learn a lot." "They'd probably put me to sleep instead." He gave me a kiss on the forehead, heading for the door. "You have a good time and tell me all about it when you get back." The apartment was silent after he left and I finished my coffee in front of the picture window, gazing aimlessly across the parking lot. Well, I shouldn't say 'aimlessly'. I was looking for him. He'd promised that we'd meet today before I left for the seminar but with only minutes to go, I was rapidly losing confidence in that promise. Maybe I should start at the beginning. I first heard his voice a few months ago. I was half-asleep, snoozing on Calvin's recliner when a voice said, "Be careful. You're going to spill your beer." I jerked awake, just keeping my beer from toppling and scared shitless. I knew that I was alone in the apartment when I went to sleep. "Who are you?" Silence filled the room and I swallowed half of my warm beer, nearly choking with the effort. "Be careful. You don't want to choke to death, do you?" I screamed and jumped out of the chair. His voice was so close to my ear that I imagined that I could feel his breath. "Who the fuck are you? Get out of my apartment!" "I'm not in your apartment, sweet Carla. I'm in your head." "What?" I quickly headed for the kitchen, yanking a beer from the refrigerator, popping the lid and swallowing desperately. "I'm losing my mind." "No, you're not. Actually, I thought I was for a long time." "Who are you? What are you?" "I'm a human being like you. I was just born with this gift, I guess." "Gift?" "To hear people's thoughts, to influence their emotions. Only with you, it's different." "How so?" I never stopped to think that I was standing in the kitchen, talking to thin air. He didn't answer right away. As I waited, I leaned back against the 'fridge and raised the cold beer to my head, rubbing the chilled glass against my skin as heat flooded my body. I suddenly felt the urge to undress, to feel the caress of vented air on my heated flesh. I reached down and unbuttoned my shirt, sliding the bottle into the valley between my breasts, then shifting it across to my left nipple. The sudden cold on my sensitive skin drew a gasp from my throat but I kept rubbing it until it was a hard, cold nubbin, sending spears of pleasure to my awakening pussy. "Feels good, doesn't it?" His words startled me back into reality and I was suddenly strangely aware of what I had been doing. "Y-Yes." "I made you do it." I'd never heard five scarier words in my life and the accompanying realization set me shaking uncontrollably. "Are you scared?" I contemplated lying but I figured that he'd know the truth anyway. "Yes." "I don't want you to be." "How can I not be? You have control over me and I have no idea who you are." "If I wanted to hurt you, I could have done so a long time ago." My insides still quivered, remembering how easily he'd commandeered my body. "I'm sorry." I answered honestly. "I am scared." "Then let me try to prove it to you." She heard the words, then felt her hands moving down her body. "Let me make you cum." My Immortal Ch. 02 At once, I felt a combination of fear and excitement, knowing that I would be the puppet on the end of his hands. Could I really do that? Could I give up my precious control and allow a total stranger to take me over? There was no doubt in my heart that I wanted and needed it badly. But could I really let go? "Okay." I said shakily. "Take me." "Will you trust me?" I shook my head, then realized that he couldn't see me. "Yes, I will." "Go upstairs to your bedroom and lock the door." "You're not going to lead me?" "I could but I don't want to completely take you over. I want you to feel a small part first. Then you can decide." "Decide what?" "Whether you want to continue with me or not." I gave a fleeting thought to what those words could mean but as I crossed the threshold of my bedroom, everything but the sheer white heat of anticipation filled my head. I locked the door, removed my shoes and sat down on the bed. "I'm ready." His mental touch was subtle, soft as a cotton blanket and I felt him move through me, sending little trickles of cold lightning streaking through my flesh. Under his guidance, my hands moved up to my head, smoothing the soft wings of dark brown hair away from my face and threading the fingers through the thickness to find the dense heat radiating from my scalp. I closed my eyes and a shiver coursed through me. I never thought that just stroking my scalp would be a sensual experience but my suddenly wet pussy sure knew. "Never?" I smiled, closing my eyes and enjoying the silken feel of my hair. "Never. It feels so good." My hands slid down to my face, fingertips sliding over my soft skin and moving down my neck, then over collarbones, up under the cotton fabric of my shirt and over the gentle swell of my breast. The edges of my nipple pebbled under my fingertips and I bit my bottom lip as sensations spilled over me. "Yes. Take your shirt off." "No." I said playfully and my hands moved up to the buttons on my shirt, deftly popping each one open as I watched, feeling like a third wheel. The fabric spread open and slid off my shoulders, followed by my bra. My palms filled with my breast flesh and I moaned as my fingers rolled over, then pinched my hardening nipples. "Oh, yes." My pussy seemed to leap awake, announcing the end of its slumber with a deep twinge that had me gasping. He made me pinch my nipples again and I squeezed my thighs together, whimpering at the second spasm. I marveled at the wetness that I felt leaking into my panties and rolled my budded nipples between my fingertips. I lifted one of my C cups to my mouth, moaning as my tongue scoured the pebbled surface of my nipple, then sucked it into my mouth. More cream oozed out when I switched to the other nipple, running the edge of my teeth along the sensitive flesh. My entire body was vibrating with each lick and suck and all I could do was hang on for dear life and bask in every minute of it. One of my hands released a breast and slid over my quivering stomach, under the waistband of my jeans and panties and thrust a finger into the humid forest of my slit, targeting my clit. I arched off the bed with a nearly soundless groan and gasped again when my pussy responded with another deep pulse. "Mmmm, I feel a lot of cream. Do you cum a lot?" "Not usually." I answered, my hands unbuttoning my pants and pushing them and my panties down over my hips, then to the floor. My hands sensuously slid over the soft skin of my thighs, then pushed them apart, uncovering my weeping gash. Again, my finger burrowed into my slit, pushing past my tingling clit and seeking the creamy hole. I moaned as my finger thrust deep into my cunt, then was joined by a second and third finger, pistoning into my clutching hole. Heat and cold flashed across my flesh as I rocketed toward my orgasm, pressing the heel of my hand against my clit and mashing against it, sending shivers through me. Suddenly, I was gasping, my pussy clasping my fingers as I came so hard that I could barely breathe. I felt his light touch, tenderly cradling me as I slowly floated back to Earth. "Did you enjoy that?" My Immortal Ch. 02 When I woke up the next morning I noticed it was five to twelve noon. Then I remembered Amy Lee. I looked beside me and sure enough, there she was, right beside me. Sound asleep. Then with a sudden sinking feeling, I remembered another detail of yesterday that I'd forgotten. Gillian, she was coming over at twelve. There was a knock at my door and Amy awoke with a start. I jumped out of bed and told Amy to stay put. I quickly threw on a dressing gown to cover my naked body and clambered down the stairs. Unlocking the door, I prepared for the worst. "Gillian!" I exclaimed happily as I opened the door, embracing and kissing her lightly as she stepped over the threshold of my house. She looked at my appearance with an amused look, "Drag you out of bed, did I? How was the concert?" I locked the door behind her and replied that the concert had been great and that I had been awake anyway. At that moment a voice called from upstairs, "Matt dear," it was Amy, shit, now I was in trouble, "who is it?" I turned to Gillian, whose pretty face was contorting and turning purple with rage. I began to babble, trying to prevent myself receiving a slap. "Now Gillian, let me explain, that's Amy Lee up there, I'm not kidding, what would you have..." Gillian cut me short, her face livid, "Amy Lee, HA!!! That's the worst excuse ever, its not Amy Lee, its just some cheap whore you picked up after the concert, Amy Lee would never sleep with you, your just a cheating, lying..." she ran out of insults and broke down into tears. I reached out to hug her but she pushed me away and ran through to the living room. Amy had descended the stairs (having found herself a pair of my shorts and a sweater) and was looking at me anxiously, though I couldn't bring myself to look her in the eye. We followed Gillian into the living room, where she was seated, head in hands, crying. Amy sat down next to her and threw me a look that clearly said get out and don't say a word. I left the room, not daring to look, but content to listen. Amy began to comfort Gillian, "Gillian?" She began, "its ok. I really am Amy Lee. Look at me." There was a pause and I presume Gillian looked up. Amy continued "Now, I'm not saying that what Matt did was right," Gillian had recognized her, good, "but he's a man, and I came onto him, not the other way around." She stopped talking and there was another pause. This one seemed to go on for ever, but still I dared not look. The silence continued and I was getting cramp in my leg, so I turned to peek round the door and my jaw fell open in surprise. Gillian was lying on top of Amy, and they were kissing, hands roaming over each others body. Well, that certainly shocked me. The lesbian action was stirring the dormant member hidden behind my dressing gown. I stepped into the room and cleared my throat. The kiss broke and they girls turned to face me. Amy flashed me a satisfied grin and turned Gillian around to start kissing again. Amy's hands were fondling Gillian's breasts, and Gillian's nipples were showing through the tight top she was wearing. I moved towards the lovers, dropping my gown to the floor, freeing my now throbbing cock. I stood beside them as Gillian began to remove Amy's sweater, revealing Amy's soft tits, nipples hard and pointing. Amy's hand moved aside and gripped my shaft, she began to stroke it as Gillian kissed her tits. I watched as Gillian got lower and lower on Amy's slim stomach, my cock responding to the gentle touch of Amy, and the magnificent site before me. Amy's shorts were coming off, slowly revealing her glistening, bald pussy. Gillian breathed in her scent and began teasing her, licking around her pussy. Amy's hand was fervently pumping around my rock hard cock, causing waves of pleasure to spread through my body. Gillian had now buried her head in Amy's pussy, licking deep inside, her fingers rubbing the clit. Amy was moaning now as Gillian ate her out, her hand pumping my shaft more erratically, and my breathing getting heavier. Amy gasped as Gillian bit down gently on her clit, and then screamed as she began to orgasm, flooding Gillian's mouth with her juices. I moaned aloud as I watched Gillian lick up all Amy had to offer, it was so erotic. I felt balls contract and my cum gushed out onto Amy's stomach as I groaned in pleasure. Gillian moved to Amy's stomach and began to lick up my cum from there. "Well, Amy," I said, "you certainly know how to comfort people." Gillian grinned sheepishly and I leaned down to kiss her, tasting my cum mixed with Amy's. We began to passionately kiss, tongues dancing, but Amy cleared her throat, "Sorry to break up this lovely reunion, but can we go back to bed?" We moved back upstairs to my bedroom and before I had a chance to do anything, Amy had leapt on me, pinning me to the bed. Using my sweater and the rope from my dressing gown she tightly tied my hands to the head of the bed, and Gillian had tied my feet to the bottom. Amy was still straddling me, her pussy rubbing against my hardening cock. But she climbed off me and moved over to Gillian, saying "Matt's been a naughty boy, he deserves punished, don't you think Gill?" Gillian nodded her agreement, flashing me a mischievous look. I looked on helplessly as the two began to kiss again, their bodies pressed together. My restraints were too tight for me to get out of and my cock was pointing straight up at the ceiling as Amy began to peel away Gillian's top. Inch by inch she revealed Gillian's soft stomach to me, getting closer and closer to her tits. I stared at them, teasing me, driving me insane. I could see the bottom curve of Gillian's young tits and Amy's hand slipped under the material and began massaging the warm globe. Gillian was moaning into Amy's mouth, and her nipples were pointed. Suddenly Amy stopped. She spoke, "I feel like a spot of retail therapy, don't you Gill?" Gillian giggled and agreed. I began to complain, but Amy came over to me and put some thick tape over my mouth, gagging me. Amy got dressed in some of my clothes and the two girls left me in the room, cock raging with lust. I lost track of time after a while. I just remember trying to block out the images of Amy and Gillian making out from my head, in an attempt to still my raging cock. Eventually it worked and I lay still, testing my restraints to no avail. The minutes crawled by, and I gradually fell into a dreamy sleep... I was in Amy's dressing room, she dropped her towel, revealing her naked body to me. She approached me, my own body bare as well. We began to kiss, moaning into each others mouths. She pushed me backwards and onto the armchair, straddling me, her wet pussy rubbing against my cock, which was steadily growing to its full length. Our kissing became more passionate and my hands found their way to the soft flesh of her tits, massaging the sensitive nipples, causing her to gasp. I stood up again, taking Amy with me this time, wrapping her long legs around my waist. I lined up my throbbing cock with her entrance and lowered her onto me. Her pussy was so tight and hot, gripping my cock firmly as I pushed my full length into her, touching her back wall. She wriggled in pleasure, and let me lift her off my cock again, building up a rhythm. I walked forward while she bounced on my cock, her pussy being stretched by my invading member. I kept walking till I found a wall and pushed her against it, then taking control over our fucking, my hips doing the thrusting into her hot cunt. Amy was moaning softly, her eyes closed, teeth gently biting my shoulder. I felt her large tits pressed against my chest, her nipples touching mine as we fucked. Suddenly, there was a cough behind us and I turned around, Amy still fastened around my waist, my cock still buried in her. Gillian was there, naked, her young breasts proud, nipples erect. She giggled and came over to join in the fun. I withdrew from Amy and Gillian got down on her hands and knees in front of me, taking the head of my cock into her mouth, running her tongue around it... I woke up with a start and realized that Amy and Gillian were back from their shopping trip. They were both watching me, giggling, and I realised that my erotic dream had left my cock raging hard. Amy dropped the bag of shopping she had and came over to me, "Aww, did little Matty miss his fuck-buddies?" She said with a seductive giggle. She had changed from earlier, now wearing a low cut, light blue top that showed off a good amount of her ample cleavage, and a pair of curve hugging jeans, which accented her tight ass. She leaned over me and kissed me, one of her hands undoing my restraints. I rubbed my wrists where the material had been cutting into them, and leaned towards Amy to return her kisses. Our lips met, pressing hungrily together, tongues dancing erotically. My hands crept to the bottom of her top and began to lift it up, over her tits, revealing the sexy, translucent bra she was wearing. Gillian joined us on the bed and began to work on Amy's jeans, pulling them down past her hips, revealing a matching thong. Amy was left in her underwear and I turned to Gillian, giving her a sheepish grin. She moved up the bed and pressed her lips to mine, frantically kissing me. Amy moved round behind Gillian and began to strip her. The figure-hugging top Gillian had on came off, quickly followed by her red, lace bra and short skirt. Her panties were already damp from her pussy, and Amy was quick to remove them and get a taste of Gillian's cunt. Gillian moved down my body and ran her tongue up the shaft of my cock, causing it to shiver in delight. She began to lick around the swollen head, the soft vibrations of her moaning adding to my pleasure. The three of us were lying on the bed in a triangle, and Amy moved herself round, so her wet pussy was right in my face. I could smell it and wasted no time in introducing my tongue to her clit. I forced my tongue into her love-canal and savoured her taste, groaning as Gillian began to take my cock in her mouth, sucking on it, licking it, bobbing up and down on it, her dark blonde hair tickling the inside of my thighs. Amy had her head buried in Gillian's young pussy, and she must have been good because Gillian was getting close to orgasm. I concentrated on getting Amy off, while enjoying the amazing head I was being given from Gillian. I licked Amy's slit, pushing my tongue deep inside her, exploring, pulling back out and nibbling on her clit. Gillian began to moan loudly, "Uuhh, I'm cumming Amy, yes, YES!" Her orgasm hit her hard and Amy was treated to a mouthful of her young juices. She didn't stop though, continuing her furious licking of Gillian's hot pussy. Gillian hadn't stopped sucking on my cock either, taking it deep into her throat, bringing me closer to my own orgasm. I placed one hand on the back of her head and she quickened her pace, bobbing up and down on my dick faster and faster, determined to make me cum. With my free hand I began to finger-fuck Amy, using my tongue to lick her clit. She began to orgasm and I got a lovely taste of her sweet juices as she screamed in ecstasy. At the same time my cock started to throb and I shot my cum deep into Gillian's throat, groaning into Amy's dripping snatch. We all came down from our orgasms and untangled ourselves. I lay out straight on the bed, Amy and Gillian lying on either side of me. Amy began to rub herself against my leg, I could feel her juices against my leg and I knew she wanted to go again. She began to move down my body, leaving a trail of kisses as she went. When she reached my cock, she positioned herself in front of it and wrapped her large tits around it, rubbing them up and down along my shaft, the soft skin of her boobs exciting my cock again. Gillian in the mean time was nibbling on my ear, adding to my excitement. Happy that I was aroused enough, Amy removed her large mounds from my throbbing cock, and lay down on the bed. I quickly stood up and moved to the end of the bed, lining my dick with her dripping hole. Gillian swiftly sat on Amy's face, facing me as she did. I thrust into Amy quickly, forcing my way into her deepest regions, and Amy stuck her tongue once again into Gillian's young, tasty pussy. Amy's tight hot pussy, was gripping my cock like a vice as I thrust in and out of it faster and faster, adding to the pleasure. Gillian was in ecstasy again as Amy's talented tongue worked wonders for her pussy. I leaned forward to kiss Gillian, and our lips met, pressing eagerly together. Gillian was quickly brought to a second climax, her juices covering Amy again. As Gillian came down from her orgasm high, she clambered off Amy and got down on her hands and knees in front of me, licking my balls as I fucked Amy. I felt Amy's pussy convulse around my cock and she screamed out her orgasm. I pulled out of Amy, not yet satisfied, as she collapsed onto the bed, shattered from my furious fucking. Gillian stood up from the ground and wrapped her arms around me, pussy rubbing against my raging dick and whispered gently in my ear, "Fuck me Matt. I've wanted it ever since yesterday, fuck me hard, don't hold back." I didn't say anything in response, simply turned her around and pushed her down on all fours onto the bed. She spread her legs and I saw her puckered asshole, looking very tempting to me, but that could wait. I put my cock between her legs and slipped inside her incredible snatch. I gave her what she wanted and fucked her like a little whore, slamming my rock hard cock in and out of her waiting pussy at a blinding rate, my balls slapping against her as I thrust into her. I grunted and groaned and she responded by moving her firm ass back to meet my thrusts. I placed my hands on her hips and used this as leverage to get even faster. I looked at Amy who was watching us placidly, her fingers casually stroking her swollen pussy lips. I moved my whole body, leaning over Gillian and grabbing her young pert tits, squeezing them as I continued my relentless thrusting. I felt my balls contract and I released a ton of cum into Gillian's waiting pussy. She moaned as I filled her up with my cum, and began to orgasm herself, the walls of her pussy contracting, milking my cock for everything it had. My legs buckled and we fell onto the bed. Amy was still rubbing her pussy, but stopped when she saw we were finished. She grinned at me naughtily and asked if I wanted to see what she had bought when they were out. I nodded my approval and watched as Amy got off the bed and walked over to her shopping bag, wiggling her ass at me as she went. She bent over to pick up the bag and I got a good look at her back door, just waiting to have a big cock in it. She picked up her shopping and revealed a huge, black 12 inch strap-on to me. I was gob smacked, and tried not to show it as Amy wrapped the huge rubber cock around her waist. "I think Gillian deserves a prize," she said sexily, sauntering over to the bed, "after all, if she hadn't been so willing and understanding, none of this would have happened. So Gillian, would you like to have two big juicy cocks inside you?" Gillian raised her head from the bed and flashed me a lust-filled grin. Amy lay down on the bed and Gillian began to lick the black rubber, lubricating it. I watched as she moved up and positioned herself over it, slowly lowering herself onto its width, her young pussy stretching to accommodate, gasping as its vastness filled her up completely. She got about 10 inches of the huge dildo inside her and stopped, pulling back a little bit before slamming herself back down, forcing the last two inches into her, crying out in pain and pleasure at the same time. She wriggled about, becoming accustomed to Amy's cock's presence inside her and leaned over Amy, revealing her puckered ass to me. I positioned myself behind her and touched my cock head gently against her back door. I slowly pushed into her tightest hole, stretching her sphincter muscles, forcing them to accept the existence of my cock inside her ass. She moaned in both pleasure and pain as I pushed my cock further into her. I filled her ass completely and began to slowly thrust in and out as Amy began to fuck her pussy. We quickly worked ourselves into a rhythm, and Amy and I were soon fucking both of Gillian's holes, which, between them, were taking a pounding from 20 inches of cock. It only took about five minutes for the double penetration to bring Gillian to a violent orgasm that shook her whole body and she cried out in utter ecstasy. I kept thrusting into her ass while she was cumming, and Amy kept up her persistent onslaught on Gillian's sweet pussy. As she came down from her orgasm, Gillian was panting with exhaustion, and begged us to stop. We obliged and removed our combined 20 inches of cock from her body. Amy removed the strap-on and licked in clean, before throwing it away to one side. Gillian had tumbled in a heap on the bed, her hair in a splayed mess around her head, and had immediately fallen asleep, leaving Amy and I alone. Neither Amy nor I had been brought to climax by our last sexual exertions, so we immediately got to work on each other, pressing our lips together, tongues intertwining. She tried to lower herself onto my cock again, but I stopped her, having ideas of my own. I pushed her over onto her front, and lined my cock up with her ass-hole. I roughly pushed my way past her sphincter muscles, forcing my cock into her ass. She gasped aloud and quickly shifted her body to adapt to my invading dick. I grabbed a handful of her soft black hair and used it almost as a leash, giving me complete control over her. This physical treatment seemed to turn Amy on and she began to beg me to fuck her harder. "Yes, Matt, fuck me like a little whore, fuck my tight ass, your cock feels so good. Mmnn, faster, fuck me faster!" The filthy words spewing from her pretty face made me even more excited and I picked up my pace, bringing my free hand crashing down on the soft flesh of her ass, causing her to scream in pleasure, "YES, HARDER MATT, HARDER!" I slapped her harder, bringing more lewd pleading from her. The sounds of our fucking filled the room, the grunts and groans, the sound of flesh slapping flesh. Amy began to orgasm, her screaming intensifying as she shook in absolute elation, "AAAHHH, FUCK...YES, MATT!" I felt myself nearing orgasm as well and Amy felt it too, "On... my... face" she grunted. I pulled out of her ass with a pop and she quickly turned over to face me. She used her soft hands to jerk me off and I began to cry out as euphoria filled my body and my cock began to spasm, shooting hot jets of white cum over her forehead, her cheeks, mouth and nose and into her hair. I came for almost a minute, Amy licking up the last of my cum as it dripped from my cock. Amy looked at me, her gorgeous features covered with my sticky cum, and I instinctively knew it was all over. She stood up and quickly got dressed, wiped the worst of the cum off her face, phoned her limo driver and was gone within five minutes, after telling me that she'd hunt me down next time she was in town for some more fun. I locked the door behind her and went back up to the bedroom, where, amazingly, Gillian was still sound asleep. I lay down on the bed next to her, the day's action finally catching up with me. I was worn out, and quickly fell into a deep sleep with Gillian lying next to me. I woke up later on that evening, alone in my bed. I clambered out of it and stretched, remembering every little detail of my awesome day. I went over to my wardrobe to find my dressing gown was missing. Puzzled by this, I threw on a pair of boxer shorts and made my way down stairs, the smell of cooking filling my nostrils. I crossed the living room, noticing that the fire was lit, the flames gently flickering their light across the room. I walked to the kitchen where I found Gillian, my dressing gown wrapped around her, stirring something in a pot. My Immortal Ch. 02 I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waste, causing her to jump in shock. "AAHH, shit Matt. Don't do that." She said with a giggle as she turned the oven off, "You're finally awake then." I grinned stupidly and pulled her in close, enjoying the warmth of our bodies pressed together. My arms were locked around her small waist and hers around my neck, we kissed passionately, tongues wrapping themselves around each other. We moved into the living room again and she pushed me down onto the couch, lying on top of me. We continued to kiss as my hands roamed over her body, discovering every smooth curve under my dressing gown, running up and down her luscious legs, massaging her soft tits. She was moaning into my mouth and dragging her nails over my chest, gently scratching. Her hands found their way to my boxer shorts and she began to play with the waistband. My hands pushed the dressing gown aside and she was naked, her body glorious. I sat up on the couch and pushed her off me. She lay down on the floor, and with one swift motion, her hand had reached out and pulled my underwear to the ground, revealing my semi-hard cock. I lay down on the floor next to her, running my hands through her hair. She moved closer to me, her large tits pressing into my chest. I rolled over on top of her and slowly slipped my stiff dick inside her, eliciting a soft moan from her. I gently pushed my way into the hilt, the tip reaching her back wall. Slowly, I withdrew from her wet cunt before pushing back in. I built up a tempo, my cock burrowing in and out of her, and Gillian responded by meeting my thrusts. We weren't fucking, it went beyond that. It was slow and passionate, neither of us in any rush to finish this. I was covering her body with mine, we were as close as two people could get. She reached around my back with her arms and pulled my face into hers, starting another passionate kiss, adding to the thrill of our sex. No words went between us, the room filled with the soft light from the fire, and with the harmonious sounds of skin meeting skin, the velvety moans from Gillian and my deeper growling. She rolled me over, sitting herself up on me, my back against the soft carpet of the floor. She placed her hands on my chest and used this to push herself up and down on my cock. I looked up at her as she was raising herself from my invading dick and filling herself up again. She began to gyrate her hips in little circles whilst thrusting herself onto me, increasing the pleasure for both of us. Her forehead was shining with sweat and her moans were getting louder, as my cock brought her closer to orgasm. The new movements from her pussy were bringing my orgasm close as well. She began to breathe erratically and her pussy began to quiver in orgasm, squeezing down on my cock like a vice. She let out a long, low moan as my cock began to spasm inside her, pumping her full of cum. We were both breathing heavily as our orgasms faded. I left my cock inside her and she lay down on me, our bodies tightly pressed together. I held her close and kept her like that, my softening cock still inside her brilliant pussy. "Thank you." She whispered in my ear. I just smiled at her and kissed her once as we fell asleep together. My Immortal Ch. 03 It was all I could say. It was all I could think. Pussy cream still trickled from my pulsing cunt, even though I'd stopped cumming but I couldn't seem to help it. His sweet caress was keeping my body strung as tight as a clock spring and my heart was thumping like a tribal drum. "Are you okay?" "No." I breathed, letting my release into another orgasm that seemed sweeter than the first. I knew he was doing it but I had no will to resist him. "Oh, God!" His mental touch left as gently as it had come, leaving me limp and breathlessly wanting more. "That was incredible." "I hoped you'd think so." "I've never cum that hard in my entire life." "That was but a taste, sweet Carla. There's much more to the iceberg than the tip." I closed my eyes, my fingers still playing in my escaping cream and sighed at the satiation that flooded me. "I can't imagine any more than that." "Of course you can. We haven't even touched yet." I couldn't even fathom that thought. How would sex with him be like if I was exploding like a Fourth of July firecracker now? "I think I'd die." I laughed. "Yes, you would. And I would die with you, sharing le petit mort, sweet Carla. It is a death that I shamelessly look forward to." "That's the fourth time you've called me 'Carla' but you haven't told me your name." "Is knowing my name important to you?" "If it's the name of my lover, then yes, it's important. That decision is up to you." I was sleepy and tired of playing his mental games. The air was still and quiet and I curled under my blankets, awaiting his reply. "Gil." It was a whisper and the way he said it let me know that he was telling me a secret, opening himself up to me. "Gil Meadows." "Nice to meet you, Gil." I murmured, a smile on my face as I fell in a deep, satisfying sleep. The next three weeks were anxious for me. I lay awake each night, waiting for Gil to visit but he never came. I began to question my sanity again after many restless nights and my frustration turned into despair and tears. Cal caught me crying while I was fixing dinner for us the next day and was horrified to see me that way. "What's wrong?" "Nothing." "Come on, Carla. You don't cry for nothing." "I am a girl, Cal. That gives me the right to cry whenever I damn well please." "Yeah, maybe, except you don't cry, Carla. You haven't cried since Dad died." "So?" "Are you pregnant?" "No." "Menopausal?" "No." "Is it that time of the month?" "No, Calvin. Now will you just go away?" I turned my back on him, frantically stirring the garlic so it wouldn't burn. "Just leave me alone. I'm okay." I heard him huff and he hugged me, muttering, "I know you're not okay but I'll leave you alone." I nodded in thanks, swallowing fresh sobs. "But if you want to talk, you know I'll listen." A kiss on the cheek and I was alone again, left with my thoughts and tears that didn't seem to want to dry up. I managed to finish the goulash and served Cal. He ate heartily and said nothing about the fact that I wasn't joining him. I cleaned up the kitchen instead and went upstairs to take a hot bath, hoping Calgon would take me away but instead, a sweet, warm whisper invaded my attempt at rest. "I'm sorry." "Where have you been?" I couldn't help crying and he took over, wrapping my arms around me and embracing me. "Let me go!" "No. Please listen to me." I didn't want to hear what he had to say. I felt betrayed and I knew that my feelings were so deep because of the hold he had on me. I fought against him but he was much stronger, wrestling me into acceptance while I stewed in anger and hurt. "Just leave me alone." "No, Carla. Please let me explain." He took my silence as an opening and started talking. "I am a speaker. I give seminars on what I'm doing right now. The day after we last talked, I left on a tour and I just got back yesterday." "But you didn't feel compelled to let me know yesterday?" "I was exhausted. You don't understand how much this takes out of me." "I don't care." "Yes, you do." The softness in his voice made tears come to my eyes again. "I want to meet you, Carla. I want to touch you this time." "And leave me again?" "Not unless you want me to. I don't just want to be a lover in your mind; I want to be your physical lover, if you'll have me." I thought for a long time and I felt his touch lessen, allowing me to drop my arms. I had nothing to lose, except my loneliness. After all, men weren't beating my door down to take me out and I ached to experience sex with him again. "All right. I'll meet you." My Immortal Ch. 04 And so here we are, with me anxiously staring out of the window and looking for him. He had sent me a ticket to his last seminar and had promised to escort me there as a way of an apology but it didn't look like he was coming. Suddenly, a black limousine pulled into the parking lot and trundled to a stop just outside my door and my heart skipped a beat. "I'm here, sweet Carla. Come out and meet me." Apprehension rolled through me like a conquering wave and my mouth dried up, my palms suddenly clammy. Did I really want this? I grabbed my purse before I had a chance to second guess myself any further and headed outside. The driver's door opened and he touched the brim of his hat in welcome to me, opening the door and offering his hand as I stepped inside. It took a moment before my eyes adjusted to the dark interior and I instinctively turned toward the other seat. "Hello, Carla." His smile made my heart leap again and I knew I'd made the right decision. He was easily six feet tall and had a nice build but his best item was his face. Dark hair framed light green eyes and a full mouth that curved into a smile that mirrored my own. I nervously perched on the seat across from him, staring in surprise at his beauty. "I want to hear your voice for real." He smiled, easily and slowly, leaning closer to me and touching my hand. "Hello, Carla. I'm glad to finally meet you." I released the breath I was holding so hard that it sounded like a sob and a look of panic crossed his face. "I'm sorry. I've just been waiting so long ... " He scooted across the seat and enveloped me in his arms, holding me tightly against him and I let a few tears go, overwhelmed. "It's all right. I didn't mean to frighten you." "I'm not scared." I pulled back, smiling shakily into his eyes. "I wouldn't be here if I was." "Good. I don't want you to be afraid of me. I don't ever want you to be afraid of me." I smiled at the sincerity in his eyes and shivered at the depth of emotion in his voice. He seemed to notice my nervousness and took my hand again. "Go ahead. Ask whatever you want." Questions came pouring out and he listened to each one, responding honestly and completely. The more we talked, the more I felt at ease with him and secretly wished that he would speak to my mind again. He stopped and looked at me, questioning what he'd heard me thinking, then leaned over, pressing a button that caused the partition between them and the driver to close. "Is that what you really want?" I nodded, closing my eyes and letting the warmth of his mental touch sweep through me. My nipples hardened and my pussy twitched into life. "Yes." He answered my whisper with a mental whisper of his own, his pale eyes meeting and holding mine and my hands moved to the shoulder of my sundress, fingers smoothing the silken skin then hooking under the strap and pulling it down. My breasts popped free, rosy nipples rising in the cool air and I pinched them, rolling them between my fingers and gasped at the sudden trickle of warm pussy cream breaching my nether lips. He didn't need to speak to me this time. Our bond had deepened to the point of suggestion and I was an apt pupil, almost acting before his request. I cupped my breasts giving them a healthy squeeze before opening my legs and showing him that I was wearing nothing but a thin strip of satin floss. I felt, rather than heard his groan of appreciation and he had me slide down in the seat, opening my legs so that he could see the pink thong nestled deep inside my cleft. The look on his face told me that he wanted to touch me and he had my finger run the length of my slit, gathering cream as it moved then plunged into my hole, up to the knuckle. I shivered, pulling it out again and adding a second to it. In and out, slow at first, then gaining speed until I was spasming, my fingers deep within my cunt. I opened my eyes and caught sight of his face, eyes closed and rapt with his feelings. I somehow wanted to share my orgasm with him and I couldn't think of how to do it. I leaned up and rubbed my wet fingers across his lips, quivering when his tongue slid out and sucked one of my fingers into his mouth. He spent several long minutes sucking my fingers clean, his eyes closed until I pulled my fingers away. He languidly licked his lips, then smiled as the car ground to a halt. Opening his eyes, he caught and held mine. "We're here." My Immortal Ch. 05 The door opened and the driver extended a hand to me, helping me out. "Do you have your ticket?" When I nodded, he smiled. "All right. Go in and take your seat. Mr. Meadows will see you after the seminar." "I can't sit with him?" "No, ma'am. He's up on the stage with the other speakers. You'll be in the front row." "Thank you ... " "Michael." "Thank you, Michael." Michael escorted me into the building, made sure that I was comfortable in my seat and gave me a program to read while I waited for the other participants to be seated. I watched the conference room fill, amazed at the different types of people that were seating themselves around me. I opened the program and was very surprised to find that Gil's name was at the head of the list of speakers. I felt a surge of pride sweep through me and I suddenly found myself wondering if any of the other women who shared the front row with me had had the same relationship with him as I had. "No. None." "That's not fair." I whispered to myself, pretending to peruse the program. "It's not fair that you know what I'm thinking without asking me." "I always know what you're thinking, Carla. You're as clear as a bell to me but I've never acted on anything unless I knew it was specifically directed at me." "You always know what I'm thinking? Always?" "Always." "Then you know what I'm thinking now?" "Yes and it's making my cock hard as a rock." "I could do something about that." "Later. Now quit distracting me. I have to go on soon." I chuckled to myself and gave him a last thought of a kiss when he left the stage and turned to pay attention to the first speaker. There were three speakers before Gil and each approached mind control and mental activity from different points of view and I paid close attention to them, listening to their salient points while anxiously waiting for Gil's arrival. Finally, the host stood and made his final announcement. "Now, the highlight of our seminar. You've read his books on mind control but he's here today to show you what can be accomplished by concentrating your efforts on yourself. Please give a warm welcome to Dr. Gilbert Meadows!" I started clapping enthusiastically but stopped when I saw him come onto the stage. Gil Meadows was in a wheelchair. How had I missed that in the limo? "Because I didn't want you to see that yet." His response was almost child-like and tinged with sadness. "Are you all right with it?" "Yes." I started clapping again. "But I wish you'd have been honest with me." "It was my only secret, Carla, and I am sorry if I've hurt you. I'll make everything up to you, I promise." "You'd better." He threw me a knowing smile and began his lecture. I think I knew I was in love with him when he was speaking to the crowd, but carrying on a conversation with me. I sat back in the chair, my legs tightly crossed, and listened to his words. "Do you know that you're the most beautiful woman I've ever known? I'm just talking physically, either. Your thoughts are so honest and so open that I was very surprised to find that you weren't already taken. So much the better for me. You want to know why I say that? It's because I want you. I've lain awake at night, listening to your thoughts and hearing that you were as lonely as I was made me want to be the one who comforted you. But I was so afraid that you wouldn't want me because of the wheelchair, that's why I didn't tell you right away. I wanted you to know my mind first and hopefully, my heart next." I sighed at his soft words. "Can I make love to you?" His words on stage faltered and I just grinned, knowing that I was the cause. "Really? You'd want to make love to me? Why?" "Because you're inside my mind, Gil, and I want you inside my body, too." "My being in a wheelchair doesn't scare you?" "No," I whispered. "Because I know your cock's hard right now and if we weren't here, I'd be on my knees sucking on your rod." He coughed and took a drink of water, excusing himself to the audience before he continued. "Stop that." "Or what? You'll spank me? You'll have to catch me first." "Oh, I can catch you." "And what will you do when you catch me?" My nipples tingled and hardened as if his mouth was on them, roughly sucking until I gasped silently. "I'll make you love me." My Immortal Ch. 06 The seminar ended twenty minutes later and members of the audience rushed to the stage, anxious to get Gil to sign their copies of his books and it was another half-hour before Michael wheeled Gil out to the car and helped him in. I was already waiting inside and handed him a glass of ice-cold chardonnay. "You were rotten." I just smiled over the rim of my glass and took another long sip. "I have no idea what you're talking about." "Yes, you do. Talking about sucking my cock ... " "That was rod, Gil. I was thinking about sucking your rod." "Yes, and in the middle of my seminar!" "Would you stop that? Switching back and forth between being my head and talking to me." I grinned, edging my legs apart. "And besides, I couldn't help it. You made me so hot." "Did I?" The sincerity in his eyes made my heart skip a few beats. I was beginning to understand him and his innocence was as intoxicating as his husky voice in my mind. I set my glass down and sat next to him, pulling his glass out of his hand and placing it on the table. "Want some evidence?" I purred into his ear as I took his hand and pressed his fingers into my creamy slit. A tremble went through his body and his eyes fluttered closed for a moment. "That's from you, from what you did to me." "Carla ... " "Take me home, Gil." I shivered as his fingers played inside me, coaxing more cream down. "I want to be with you." He whimpered and I leaned close, touching our foreheads together as my pussy clenched against him. "Carla, please. Don't." "Don't what?" I searched his eyes, widening my legs and welcoming his deeper thrust. "Don't tease me." "I'm not teasing you. Come inside me and find the truth." I saw the confusion on his face but I felt his arm come around me while his fingers remained deep inside me, moving so slowly that I wanted to scream because I was aching to cum. I felt his touch in my mind and a deep shiver raced through me as he probed me, body and mind. "Carla ... " "Yes, Gil." "What do you want from me?" "I want you to take me home and fuck me." "I don't know if I can." "Why not?" His beautiful eyes met mine. "I've never ... not since I've been in the chair." "Why?" He looked away from me, his eyes searching the floor. "I'm not sure I could do it." "Gil, look at me." He took several moments to raise his eyes to mine and I touched his cheek, softly tracing the strong line of his jaw and smiling as he closed his eyes and enjoyed my touch. "I want to touch every inch of you as you've touched me and I want to feel you inside me. I want to lick you from head to toe and hear you gasp when I suck your cock into my mouth." My own words were making me hot and I rubbed my hard-nippled breast against his arm. "And I want you to lead me the entire way." He opened his eyes and stared at me, a curious grin forming on his handsome face. "I accept." I pulled my body away from him, leaving his fingers covered with cream as I took my seat across from him and I quivered as I watched him sniff, then lick those fingers clean, his mesmerizing eyes claiming mine. We sat, staring at each other, not touching until we reached his house and Michael opened the door, helping Gil out before he offered his hand to me. When I got out, I looked around and was astounded to find that he owned the house on the bluff that overlooked my block of apartments. When I looked over at him, he just nodded and smiled. "Yes, it's mine." "I never knew someone lived up here. I never saw anyone ... " "Kinda hard to roll around in the sand with this thing." I nodded. He held out his hand and I placed mine into it. "Welcome to my home." Michael followed us into the house and I just stood in awe, gazing at his extensive collection of oil paintings and marble sculptures. Gil led me around, explaining each item with the pride of a parent, showing me the kitchen, dining room and living room areas as we went. There were two elevators in the place, he told me as we rode up the smaller one, located near the kitchen and within seconds, we were on the second floor, met by a gorgeous library that smelled of old leather and weathered paper. The library led to a suite of rooms, each larger than the first until the fourth room opened into Gil's bedroom, the center of attention being an ornate, four-poster bed. All I could do was stare as I wandered around the room, touching the dark pink silk coverings and turning back to smile at him. I would never have thought that a man would have chosen the colors that I saw displayed before me. "You like it?" "It's beautiful, Gil." "Not more beautiful than you are." The hiss of his voice in my mind made me shiver. "Now get on the bed and take your clothes off." I met his gaze, my nipples tingling. "No." All Gil did was smile. My Immortal Ch. 07 I would have sworn that his eyes blazed with a luminescence that only I could see and I was suddenly overtaken by the full bore of his mental control. He was much more forceful than he had been before and I welcomed his domination, fighting him every delicious inch as I pulled my dress over my head and crawled onto the bed, my body clad only in the pink floss thong and the high-heeled slip-ons. He rolled to the side of the bed, snapping the wheel locks into place and raising the foot flaps. "Help me onto the bed." "No." Again, the sweet force of his will slammed into me and I staggered forward, my hands falling on his shoulders and sliding down his strong arms. I exerted a little of my resolve and swung one of my breasts over his face, aiming for his mouth. I wasn't disappointed. His tongue lashed out and wrapped around my nipple, roughly sucking it in. Shivers coursed through me and I swayed above him for a moment, enjoying his ministrations before he forced me into action again, sliding my hands under the shoulders of his suit jacket and pulling it from his body. I stood up and loosened his tie, slipping it around my neck, then bent to undo his shirt buttons. I spread his shirt open, running my fingers through his thick, silky chest hair and marveled at the muscles that moved beneath my hands. He pushed me back on the bed and I watched as he lifted himself from the chair and swung onto the edge of the bed, his eyes boring through me with intent. The shirt hit the floor and he lay down beside me, his hands sliding over and cupping my breasts. "Like that?" "Oh, yes." "Take my pants off and suck me." I resisted, of course, and he laughed as I crawled down and straddled his useless legs. His hips thinned here and flared into a nice butt and an even nicer, hard cock. I dropped the pants and underwear on the floor and took him into my mouth. His response made me moan as he whimpered verbally and released himself mentally. He opened himself completely, letting himself believe that someone could love him as he was and I let my tongue caress his hard knob, rubbing it all over my mouth. "Look at me." I whispered and paused until his eyes were on the cock in my mouth. I closed my eyes and rubbed the fat head against my lips, letting the pre-cum serve as lipstick. Gil hissed at the sticky sight and reached down, smacking his meat against my half-opened mouth. "Fuck, that feels good." I stuck my tongue out and he beat his rod against it, gasping when I closed my lips around him and gave him a hard suck. "Oh, yeah. Suck me, Carla." I pushed his hand away and started sucking him again, taking him as deeply as I could and noticing how his hips rose to meet me and how his cock was thickening on my tongue. I closed my eyes again and concentrated on laving his meat, letting my tongue cover every inch and was surprised when I felt a spark of something between us. I focused, sucking a little harder and moving faster above him and I felt it again, but this time, it blossomed and I was suddenly in his mind. Our eyes connected at the same time and a look of elation mixed with pure lust colored his features. "Can you hear me?" Gil groaned, throwing his head back. "Yes, Carla, I can hear you." "Feel me sucking your cock? Feel your meat sliding down my throat?" His deep shiver let me know that he'd heard me and I slowed, taking more of him into my mouth. "I want you to cum in my mouth." "No." I just smiled and focused again, sucking harder and grabbing his hips to keep him from moving. "Yes." Gil's body met my rhythm and I looked up to see him grabbing onto the headboard for leverage as he shoved his cock down my throat. I licked as fast as I could, loving the fact that he was fucking my mouth because I was telling him to. He couldn't stop and he couldn't resist. He was mine now and I made sure that he knew it. "I'm ... " He didn't have to announce it. His rod hardened suddenly and salty cum flooded my mouth. I swallowed and swallowed again as his second spurt filled my jaws and trickled out of the sides of my mouth. I drank deeply, swallowing until his cock had ceased its jerking on my tongue. He panted, each breath an exhausted whimper and I moved up beside him, smiling down into his face. His eyes fluttered as he reached up for me. "You're the one." My Immortal Ch. 08 "You're my immortal." "What?" "No more words." His eyes met mine and I shook my head, understanding and completely elated. Something had happened between us; something that had occurred because a barrier that Gil had had come down and he'd let me in. "Speak only with your mind now." "How did this happen? It's so wonderful but I don't understand ... " "Neither do I." "But you called me your immortal." His hands smoothed my flesh, paying attention to my aching breasts and I groaned. "I found the title in a book I read several years ago. The book said that in some rare cases, the dominant mind controller can be breached by the submissive controller because of a deep emotional response from the dominant. When it happens, it's a life-changing experience." He leaned down and suckled one of my breasts, making me groan. "I never expected it to happen to me." "You never expected to fall in love?" I was petrified to speak the words but it was what I was feeling and I hoped that he was feeling the same for me. Gil lifted his head, staring deeply into my eyes. "No, I didn't." When his lips connected with mine, I felt as if a wave of relief washed through me. I opened my mouth to him, pulling him down on top of me as our tongues rubbed together and I moaned into his mouth at the feel of his furred chest against my nipples. His hands moved softly over my back and curved around to my stomach, stroking the quivering flesh before traveling downward. His tongue stabbed into my mouth at the same time his finger slid into my slit, pressing against my clit and I arched against him with a gasp. "Oh, Gil." I sent a surge of love to him and he hummed deep in his chest, devouring my mouth and making me tremble harder when he totally opened himself, allowing me to bask in his love and lust. Every inch of my flesh pebbled with goosebumps at the depth of his want and I shivered, thinking of the many ways I could fuck him. "Please, Gil. I want you inside me. Let me make love to you." "I can't, baby. I just came." "Let me take care of that." I slid down his body, attacking his half-hard penis again, using my tongue and lips to bring him to hardness again while I sent images of us fucking to him. Gil laid back, his eyes closed and his body trembling with each stroke of my hot mouth on his cock. "Jesus, Carla!" I sent a thought of him tied to the bed with me on top of him, slowly impaling myself on his pole while he begged me to let him cum. I smiled when he pushed himself up into my mouth and I took his entire length, wrapping my tongue around it. "Are you ready for me?" "Yes." I crawled off of the bed and made a great show of removing the thong, dangling it over his face and letting the scent of my pussy fill his nostrils. "God, you smell good! Bring that pussy here." "No. I want ... " His will was stronger than mine and I found myself crawling back onto the bed, straddling his face and holding onto the headboard. His tongue slithered up into my creamy slit and his hands held my hips, maneuvering me into place. His long, hard licks opened my cunt and honey dripped into his mouth, pushing me closer and closer to the edge of an orgasm and he hummed, the vibration echoing through me. "Cum, baby. Cum on my tongue." "No." The pressure building in my pussy was exquisite and the mental binding he was applying was driving me crazy. His tongue encouraged me to cum but his mind sought to deny me the pleasure, making the agony excruciating and delicious. "Gil, you're cheating! That's not fair!" "You want me to stop?" "Fuck no! Take me there!" He released his hold and I tumbled over the edge, exploding on his tongue and moaning as he plunged into my clutching pussy, plumbing the hot, moist depths and bringing my cream down. I shuddered, cumming again as his lips wrapped around my clit and gently sucked on it. He didn't let me go until I'd cum another two times, both courtesy of his agile tongue and I sagged to the bed, a mass of trembling nerves. "Now," I smiled when I heard his words. "Are you ready for me?" My Immortal Ch. 09 His lips tenderly touched mine again and I clung to him, accepting his searching tongue as my body trembled with aftershocks from the tongue lashing he'd given my throbbing pussy. I tasted myself on his mouth and my pussy twitched with the thought. "Are you ready for me?" I heard his voice echo in my mind again and whimpered at the feel of his hands kneading my ass. "Yes." I pushed him onto his back, still kissing him and pulled away so I could look into his eyes. "Is this what you want?" I reached down and grabbed his thick cock, rubbing the sticky head into my creamy slit. His eyes fluttered and he gasped at the sensation, trying to push up into me but I moved away. "Is this what you want? Answer me." "Yes, I want it." "You want what? Tell me what you want." "I want to sink my cock into your hot, wet pussy." "What if I say no?" "Then I'll make you." I shivered with the mental force of his response. "Then make me." Gil wasted no time in flipping me over and pinning me to the bed. I filled my mind with innocent images of flowers and birds but his visions pushed them aside and I opened my legs wider in anticipation. He reached down and pushed his legs into place, aiming his pre-cum slick cock at my opening and using the thick muscles in his arms, slowly lowered himself into me. Our groans mingled and I tilted my hips up, making it easier for him to slide in to the hilt. When our pubes met, he rested a moment, enjoying the feeling of being inside me and I flexed my pussy muscles around him. "Oh, Carla. You feel so good." "Quit talking and fuck me." He pushed himself up and started pumping, his cock plunging into my pussy and making me tremble even harder while his mind wrapped around mine, images of wet pussy and hard cock floating between us. "God, you're pussy's so wet." "Make it wetter." I felt his nudge in the base of my belly and warm, liquid heat filled my pussy, making him moan as my cream covered his rod. I couldn't breathe as he manipulated me into an orgasm that set my teeth on edge. "Want more?" I was wound so tight that I couldn't answer him. He would slide slowly into me and at the same time, mentally push me to the edge of another orgasm then let me hang there. Then as he pulled out, his mental touch receded as well, leaving me gasping and trembling with need. His mouth slid over mine and his tongue wrapped around mine, softly stroking it as his cock stroked my quivering pussy and he pulled back, starting the mental push-and-pull again that was driving me crazy. "Oh, God, Gil!" He smiled down and I wrapped my hands around his ass, grinding into him. The orgasm eluded me, no matter how hard I tried to achieve it and he knew it because he was controlling it. He'd let me get close enough that I could almost taste it and pull me back. "Oh, please! Please, Gil!" I begged, delirious by now. "Please let me cum." His eyes met mine and he rolled us over, leaving me on the top. It was my turn to control him now. I ground down onto his hard cock and let myself explode, coating him with so much cream that it seeped out of my cunt and covered his hairy nuts. I felt Gil's rod jump inside me and I began to move again, as slowly as I could, making him wince each time because I mentally reminded him of how wet and tight I was. I made him raise his hands and squeeze my tits, then leaned down, partially pulling off him and compelling him to suck on a nipple before easing back and taking him inside me again. I repeated this a few more times, building my own orgasm to a fever pitch and taking him along with me. Our eyes stayed locked as we moved together and I relinquished my hold, sharing the control with him as we both headed toward release. Gil came first and his hot spurt set off my own orgasm, sending me reeling into space with him. His mental release flamed inside my mind, heightening my experience and binding and connecting us deeper than anything else could. I collapsed against him, listening to his heart pounding in his chest and loving the sound of his breathing. I was in love; I had no doubt about it now and I snuggled into the curve of his arm, shivering as his limp cock slid out of my dribbling pussy. As sleep overtook me, I heard his voice again, light and tinged with sleep as well. "I love you, sweet Carla." My Immortal Ch. 10 I love you, Carla. Those were the last words I'd heard before dropping off into the land of Nod and I slept more soundly than I had in my life. Nestled in Gil's arms, with his cum trickling out of my sore, but well-used pussy, I dreamed sweet dreams of life with him and awoke with an intense craving for more of him. I looked up at his sleeping face and sent images to him, watching him slowly smile and stir into wakefulness. Those pale eyes fluttered open and he looked down at me, bending to take my mouth in a deep kiss while his hands roamed over my body. "You called?" I laughed, then kissed him again, pressing my body against his and groaning when I felt his hard cock rubbing against my stomach. "Yes. I'm hungry." "Hungry? Hungry for what?" "Your cock, of course." I turned over and backed against him, shivering when I felt his prick slide into the crack of my ass and I moved against him. "I was dreaming about your cock in my ass." Gil's hot groan made me shiver. "Jesus, Carla. You're going to make me cum right now." "Don't cum yet. Cum in my ass." He pulled my chin around so that he could look into my eyes. "Are you sure?" "Very sure." I rubbed my ass against him again to emphasize my words. "Do you have some lube?" "Baby oil. In the bathroom cabinet." I slid out of bed and padded into the bathroom, flicking on the light and looking around. I took the opportunity to pee and noticed that everything in the bathroom was built for Gil and his wheelchair. As I sat, I found myself stroking the steel poles on either side of the toilet, imagining that his hands had touched them. "That's very sweet." "Sorry. I can't help it." I let him feel the love in my heart and bit my lip when he answered with a flood of his own. God, it felt good to finally have someone loving me. "Come back to bed, baby. Let me show you how I feel." I cleaned myself, flushed the toilet, grabbed the bottle of baby oil and headed back into the bedroom, approaching the bed with a sigh of awe at the beautiful, naked man that awaited me. Gil opened his arms to me and I sunk into them, opening my mouth in a deep, passion-filled kiss, then turning and offering my ass to him. I felt the cold kiss of oil that warmed as it dripped down between my butt cheeks and his thick finger circled my asshole, followed by the fat head of his cock. "Are you really sure?" "Yes." I thought for a moment, then tried to pull away a bit, sending him my thoughts. "No, I don't want to. Get your hands off me." He grabbed my shoulders, pulling me back against him in an attempt to keep me still. "Don't make me have to force you." The sensual manner of his mental speech let me know that he understood the role play and I struggled, futilely trying to escape his strong arms. "You can't force me!" The head of his cock pressed against my asshole and a sharp pain swept the breath from my lungs. I heard his soft voice, telling me to relax and his soothing mental touch calmed me while his hard rod stretched my untried hole. In a matter of seconds, he was deep inside me and I felt him flex, his breath hot in my ear. "Fuck, Carla. I'm not going to be able to last long." "Why not?" I teased, groaning as my pussy squeezed, making the muscles of my anal canal grasp him tightly. "You're nothing but a tease, Gil." "I'm not teasing." "You are teasing. You're nothing but a tease." "Fuck that!" I finally heard the tone in his voice that I'd ached to hear and grabbed onto the headboard as he pulled out and slowly slid into me again. I wanted to scream but I felt weak, overwhelmed by the newness of the sensations that were scudding through me and I pressed back into him, whimpering as I slipped two fingers into my weeping pussy. We moved together, slowly and deliberately, using the cream from my honeypot to lubricate my cum-sticky lips. It wasn't long before I was cumming, shoving my fingers deep into my pussy and my ass muscles clenching around his cock. Gil moaned and his body started shaking as he filled my ass with his hot jizz, his prick locked in my bowels and jerking with each release of his sperm. We both groaned and shivered together, cuddling close and enjoying the aftermath of our lovemaking. I rubbed his arms, which were wrapped tightly around me and smiled when I heard his voice. "I love you, Carla." I sighed and snuggled closer to him. "I love you, too, Gil. You are my immortal."