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I Am a Sex God Ch. 02

By: unremittingdesire



The afternoon was coming to an end with the evening slowly coming. I got off work (even gods have to make a living) and was headed home. While on the way, I had a chance encounter on public transit. I was sitting in the back of the bus and at a stop, a very plain looking woman stepped on. I didn't really pay much attention at first but something she was thinking caught my attention.

Let me take a break from the events just to let you in on one of my favorite ways to kill time on public transit: I use my powers, for lack of a better term, to read into people's surface thoughts, for most of these people what they happen to be thinking as they get off work and their plans for the evening. I know it sounds like boring use of mind reading and even an invasion of privacy but trust me, I'm not doing anything malicious and I find people's inner self fascinating; it's just curiosity really. If it helps ease your mind, I just use my senses of feel out your surface thoughts and emotions then I say 'what an interesting person', nothing more. Back to this plain looking woman, a striking thought of hers caught my attention. I was taking cursory scans of the people boarding:

"...I think I'll make chicken for dinner..."

"...I'm so exhausted. The Burns account is gonna kill me..."

"...and just rent a movie afterward..."

"...Fuck...can't cum here. Just hold out a little longer..."

I did a double take at that. I thought, no that can't be right, my mind is playing tricks on me. In identifying the person thinking that alleged thought, my gaze focused on a plain looking brunette. She shuffled into the bus and as fate would have it she walked toward me. She pointed and asked for the vacant seat next to mine, next to the window. She was medium height, wearing a grey business suit that was rather unflattering, and she had a faraway gaze, like she was concentrating on something. I confirmed she was in fact thinking of orgasm and her last thoughts had caught my full attention. For me (and most other people I've come to find), anything dealing with impending orgasm was worth full attention. I decided to go a little deeper with my scans: 

Maria, she was a college student and working part time at a large business firm. She had a healthy sexual appetite but unfortunately not a whole lot of experience. I was delighted to learn that the reason she kept telling herself not to cum was that she had a vibrator shoved in her ass; I tapped into what she was feeling, she was near the edge. This was her way of blowing off some steam and exploring her desires. She had done her pussy but wanted to branch out hence why it was in her ass. Damn. My kinda woman. I had to say hello.

During the ride, she eventually trailed her gaze over to me. Our eyes met and she gave a shy smile. I returned her smile. I could tell she was looking me over and trying to hide an approving look whilst holding back her raging, soon-to-be-public-if-she-couldn't-hold-out orgasm. I took one more scan of her thoughts: "He's cute. Wonder what would happen if he found out my secret. Fuck, this is getting me more turned on. Calm down." Well no need for me to generate interest when it's already there. Go time.

"Hi, I haven't seen you before. New to this route?" I put on my friendly yet confident face, disguising the fact I knew her secret.

"Huh? Oh, yeah it is. I usually get a ride from a friend, but she..." she sucked in some breath. She paused to put a clamp in her desires. "...but she had something to take care of." She completed her response. Maybe I'll help her along with her little game too. Using my power, I amped up the vibrator a little. She gasped slightly.

I acted concerned and unaware "Are you alright?"

"mmm Yeah, I'm...fine." Her face became a little bit flushed. I could sense that she was very close but holding back.

"Glad to hear. Anyway you should consider taking the bus more. It relieves some of the pressures of travel." I backed off a bit on the vibrator

"ooo..."she snapped a bit back to reality trying to deflect attention away from her arousal. "So like what kind of pressures."

"Oh like having to take control on the road, worrying about traffic." In the middle of my list I started amping up the vibrator again whilst increasing use of double entendre, punctuating my speech. "Also the ride itself is very stimulating. All the sensations of the ride, I never fail to experience something new."

"Ooohh." She was so close. "That's a great outlook"

"Thank you. But you know there are downsides" I turned slightly serious.

She was trying to continue the conversation but having difficulty concentrating "uhhh like...what exactly?"

I turned and looked at her right in the eye and in a hushed tone I continued, "It's the waiting. You'll never quite know when you'll get there." I kept my words vague. Who knows if I talking about a bus or an orgasm "Sometime the anticipation keeps me frustrated. I have to hold myself back."

She whispered back "I know...the feeling."

I decided to drive it home "But the relief you get after it finally arrives is great." I amped up the vibrator to as high as I thought she could take it. She stifled her gasp but didn't quite succeed. I was amazed she kept her composure as well as she has. "You can see it coming. You really want it here already. And without warning..." 

My speech was definitely having its effect. She about lost it there. As her orgasm consumed her whole body, she was about to let loose a huge moan, but I intercepted her slightly open mouth and pulled her in for a kiss. She had one like never before. She closed her eyes and just enjoyed the feeling. We sat there joined for a good 20 seconds. I backed up to meet her awestruck expression. I continued my speech

"...you're there and you get off."

That brought the involuntary response "what?"

"The bus, it arrives at your destination and you get off the bus" I deadpanned

"Oh..." she just stared at me still awestruck.

My features softened. "I just want to say that was beautiful. I admire a woman in touch with her desires."

She blushed and remained silent.

"I'm sorry to ask and this might sound a little crazy but do you hear a faint buzzing sound?" I cut straight to the heart of the matter. She looked mortified but then covered it up by feigning confusion. She realized the vibrator was still going but nowhere near the level I raised it to.

"Uhh no can't say... that I do." She looked a little nervous. Getting found out was a possibility she always had in the back of her mind, but she never really expected to get truly caught. She was getting a little more excited too despite her massive release just moments earlier.

"Sorry, probably my imagination then." I glanced toward her crotch and quickly pulled my gaze back up to her face. I gave a knowing smile.

She looked worried. "I'm sure it's... nothing. Probably the noise of the engine or something." She tried to reassure me and deflect my attention to anything else other than the huge vibrating toy bringing her back to the edge. She reached into her bag. She tried to conceal what she was doing but I caught a glimpse of her fiddling with what looked like a remote. I guessed that was to the vibrator.

"Are you alright Miss? You seem tense." I interrupted her.

"Oh I'm...fine. Thanks" she continued with the remote. She was trying to turn it down a bit to mute any noticeable noise and keep her from being stimulated any further.

I decided to push her further. I used my powers and gave the vibrator a super charge. It jumped in intensity that wasn't normally possible; it was stimulation she had never experienced. Her eyes rolled in her head and she tried desperately to hold back her moans. Her thoughts were that of confusion. 'Why did my vibrator do that? Did I accidentally hit the remote the wrong way? I'm certain I turned it to the left. Oh fuck, it's getting stronger.' She was struggling a little in her seat.

I flashed an evil grin then went in close to her ear and whispered "you shouldn't hold back. It looks like you need it bad."

She weakly responded "not here. Can't... here..."

I leaned over and held her shoulder. "No one is watching. Hold on to me." 

The situation was more than she was prepared for. She bit her lip to stop herself from making any sounds; in a quick motion she leaned into me to steady herself and she let loose. She was riding that edge for a brief moment before finally succumbing completely. Her orgasm ripped through her despite her efforts to stop it. It was a beautiful moment. Using my powers I shut off the vibrator; she came down and was breathing heavily. Good, no one noticed.

She was now clinging to me as she enjoyed the after effects of a second public orgasm. After a full minute, she stopped clinging to me and got her bearings she looked at me with a look of embarrassment.

"I can explain" she said sheepishly

In a reassuring tone with a heart stopping smile I responded "There's nothing to explain. That was extraordinary. It's nice meeting a woman who is unafraid of her desires."

I took a moment to peek into her thoughts. She was more attracted to me than before. My acceptance was not something she counted on and she loved the attention. With my acceptance she came out of her embarrassment, and introduced herself. "I'm Maria."

I did likewise and continued the conversation, "We must do this again sometime. I admire a woman with a creative sexual imagination." She just blushed slightly

"That's actually a huge relief. I was worried you'd think I was a freak or something." She relaxed and smiled.

I returned her smile. "If you don't mind me asking, where are you headed?"

She looked out at our current stop "I get off in three stops" she said.

"Really? Again? You're quite the woman" I joked.

She thought upon her words. She blushed scarlet "That's not what she meant. But thanks."

We had a friendly conversation up until her stop. Despite our odd introduction, we were getting along rather well. I found out she was quite a sharp woman for her age. Maria never really had anyone to talk to as people she knew were rather unintelligent and more than that, I was some to talk to and in her thoughts she found 'super hot and cute'.

"So do you ride often?" Maria asked speculatively

"Yeah every weekday." I replied. Maria had a giddiness about her that she had trouble hiding in her expression.

"That means I'll be seeing you every Thursday and Friday until my friend can pick me up again." Maria sounded like she had just won the lottery.

"I look forward to seeing more of you Maria."

Her stop came up shortly and she departed. Definitely glad I said hello.

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I got back home after catching a transfer. I walked up to a house in a quiet suburb. It was a modest house but it was home. After finding that we had no mail, I stepped in and took off my shoes. What you immediately see upon entering is an entrance way, a nice open space that's used as a living room. Couches form an area that has an HD TV and entertainment system. I bought the television and system in the living room for everyone (aren't I considerate). Also in the living room was a fireplace and some small tables.

There's a bedroom immediately to the left of the entrance. Sarah was inside.

"Hi Sarah." I poked my head in to see Sarah reading at a desk

"Hey sweetie. How was your day?" Sarah was bubbly as always.

I met Sarah at the gym I frequent. Sarah was hired as a personal trainer there and was quite physically fit. In her loose t-shirt she looked tall and had a slender figure. Her clothes were covering up her true self. If she were to strip down to her underwear, you'd think she were an Amazon warrior straight from the jungle, with her imposing height and great definition on every inch of her body. This hardly detracted from her feminine beauty. Her smooth skin, ample breasts, long flowing hair, shapely legs, attractive curves, and killer smile made it clear she was nothing but woman. But in her loose t-shirt and sweatpants, she looked like she was just any redhead you might see on the street.

"It was fine thanks. So Sarah any plans for the evening?" I made small talk.

"No real plans. What about you?" Sarah looked at me inquisitively

"Nothing really. I'll have some of the leftover gazpacho Tori made and go from there."

"Sounds like a plan." Sarah went back to what she was doing prior to my arrival.

Next to Sarah's room is a bathroom and then next to that is another bedroom. The door to the bedroom was closed.

I pondered as I looked at the closed door then quickly asked Sarah as I was retreating "Hey Sarah is either Tori or Kristen home?"

"Kristen is out. Tori is in the kitchen with Kyle and Helen" Sarah responded returning to her desk

"Okay, I should say hello quickly" I made my way further in the house toward the kitchen I entered a hallway toward the back of the living room. I kept going straight down the hallway and entered the kitchen that had an attached living/dining room. 

Tori was there at the counter with a sandwich in a plate. Off into the room the kitchen became a dining room. There was a large table set up with about 10 chairs. Past the dining set, there was a cozy little section with a couch facing a TV, almost a miniature of the living room. 

Kyle and Helen, an unassuming couple, were on the couch watching the TV. 

I glanced out the door at the end of the room into the back yard where there was a pool. Summer is coming. It'll be naked-in-the-pool season soon. The back yard was a very large open space with the pool near the door and an open lawn area toward the back. It extended a good 20 feet until the tall wooden fence.

"Hi Tori. What's cooking?" I spied her eating what appeared to be a sandwich with a red filling.

"It's just a new pepper spread. Doing some experimenting" she replied taking another bite with a deliberateness not normally associated with a sandwich

"Will it revolutionize spreads as we know it?" I loved her cooking. She just grinned, shook her head, and continued her munching.

"So where is the leftovers from last night?"

She paused to swallow, "It's in the fridge, second shelf in a plastic container."

I open the fridge and there it was. "Thanks. Been looking forward to this all afternoon."

I had met Tori through a friend. Tori was a cook at an upscale restaurant and my friend, who is a big foodie. By chance a friend had opened a new restaurant nearby to the house and Tori decided to live here. That's a long story for another day. Suffice to say I love having her around to cook and talk about food. Oh and the sex is pretty good too.

I reheated my dinner and took a seat at the dining table. I saw Kyle and Helen cuddled together on the couch, watching TV. I took my dinner at took a seat at the table.

"Hi Kyle, Hi Helen." I brought the couple out of their show.

"Oh hey, when did you get home?" Helen greeted me.

"Just now really. Decided to heat up some leftovers for dinner. So what's on?" I continued to banter.

"Nothing really. Just killing time together." Kyle responded. As he said those words he pulled Helen in closer. Helen gave an appreciative smile.

"So planning anything kinky tonight?" I liked teasing them. At that question they both became embarrassed at my direct talk.

Helen spoke up "Oh nothing of the sort. We enjoy each other and we make love. Sex isn't something dirty."

"It is if you're doing it right." I countered. Helen blushed slightly.

"Quit teasing." Kyle stood up to me. I gave an impish smile.

"I can't help it. You two are so cute when I do." Both just smiled with mild amusement. I continued eating dinner. I left the couple to the television

After dinner I went back down the hall toward the living room. I turned to an extra hallway on the left. Just immediately in the hallway there was the door to the garage on the right and another bedroom (Kyle and Helen's room actually) on the left. I passed by a small guest room moving on to the master bedroom. I could hear moaning through the door. I liked where this was going.

I walked in. On the bed was Dana, my first girlfriend. She wasn't alone. With her were two girls I hadn't seen before. Dana and the two mysterious girls were, all naked on the bed. Dana was in the center of the bed, her upper body propped up by pillows. One girl was kissing and licking all across her neck, shoulders and breasts. The other was lying in between Dana's legs and providing the same attentions as the first woman for Dana's legs, hips and, crotch, though her movements seemed more focused and urgent.

"Hello darling" came a voice with a Russian accent off in the corner. It was Sasha sitting at a small table in the corner. She was sipping what I guessed was a red wine. The three women on the bed did not seem to notice my entrance at all.

"Hi, Sasha. I thought you'd be in on that for sure." I motioned to Dana and her partners.

She smiled "I'm in the mood for something else." She gazed at me desire in her eyes.

I gave a mischievous grin and proceeded to disrobe. I took my time. Standing proudly I took off my shirt. Sasha never took her eyes off my form. She savored it. As the shirt came off I strode to her. She leaned over on her seat and began stroking my bare chest. She moved her soft lips to meet my skin. I let her work on me while still standing. I looked over at Dana and enjoyed the Sapphic display. While enjoying the view and Sasha's attentions, Sasha took the time to remove my pants. In a swift motion my pants crumpled to my ankles; I stepped out of them and gave Sasha what she was craving.

Sasha was kissing along my waist, down my legs, all while stroking my back and buttocks with her hands. She made her way to her prize with her lips. The slurping noises were as obscene as the squishing noises emanating from direction of the bed. Life was good. After letting Sasha have her fun with my cock, using my god strength I lifted her up by the waist so I had her back to me. I was standing tall with Sasha's nubile form against my chest.

"Ready?" I whispered coarsely in her ear as I handled her form as easily as a rag doll.

She hissed through her teeth and replied "Da, Darling."

A moan escaped my Russian minx as I entered her slowly.

Still standing I lifted Sasha up and down on my cock. Simultaneously I alternated between gently licking her ear lobes and kissing along the back of her neck. While locked against me, enjoying my embrace, Sasha was fixated on the three women on the bed. Sasha had actually been a lesbian when she met me. 

By this time Dana and her lovers switched positions; Dana's lovers were entwined, rubbing their breasts sharing a sloppy kiss. Meanwhile Dana was licking the pussy of the girl settled on top. The squeals and moans were music to my ears as I breathed deep the heady scent of sex. While I was enjoying the view, Sasha suddenly came with a gush on my dick with the overflow trickling down my leg.

Sasha closed her eyes as she enjoyed release. She turned her head and pursed her lips at me. I knew what she wanted and planted my lips against hers. The background soundtrack turned almost to screams as we savored the afterglow of our coupling.

"I need more." Sasha breathed to me.

"Me too." I whispered back. Without letting my penis slip out of her pussy, I backed up to where Sasha was sitting when I arrived. I sat down with her in my lap. Without even opening her eyes, her hand reached out and found her glass of wine. She finished the remaining wine and gave a long breath. A few moments after the wine, she turned her head and opened her eyes. She gave me a smile that let me knew she was ready.

I growled then grabbed Sasha by the hips and started pumping her up and down. She squealed with delight. We enjoyed each other while watching Dana and her lovers. Sasha had three more orgasms before Dana tired out her partners. They lay in a tangled sweaty heap of girl flesh. As Dana took a moment to compose herself from her session, she noticed the sounds of Russian expletives of pleasure emanating from the room. She looked over to us.


I Am a Sex God Ch. 02



"Welcome home sweetie." She was beaming.

I gave her a predatory smile and pulled Sasha in for a brief kiss. "Good to be home. Who are your tasty looking friends?" I became more forceful with Sasha and she in turn became louder.

"Just some lovely ladies I met while working on a contract." Dana pulled them apart so she had one flanking each side and, like a mother, pulled them up to cradle them against her frame with their heads resting on her shoulders. The two worn girls gave a content sigh and snuggled to Dana. One of them even started to suckle on Dana's nipple.

At the sight of the three women and my wonderful cock, Sasha came with a scream. She spasmed in my lap and I let loose in her hot depths.

"Give me some of that tomorrow okay stud? Maybe these cuties will join us." Dana winked at me.

I was breathing heavily. After a moment I smiled warmly at Dana. "It's a date, babe."

With that Dana gave a radiant smile and started to nod off. "Thanks. Good night honey."

At that moment, Sasha came out of her pleasure delirium briefly. "I'm... a little... jealous."

"Aww." I feigned condolences and held her tighter in my arms. "Well you can always bring some gorgeous women over and we can all play together."

Sasha just chuckled and leaned in for a deep kiss. "I will do just that." We stayed there and enjoyed our bodies pressed against the others.

"Let's take a shower" I said. Sasha just nodded. I picked her up and pulled my cock out of her. she gave a slight gasp as it slipped out. I leaned down, hooked her legs and carried her in my arms like a champion riding off with the princess. As I walked in the bathroom, I braced Sasha's body and reached to turn on the water in the spacious marble shower. I glanced over at the adjoining bathtub and thought of Sasha, Dana, her most recent lovers, and me in it.

Bring my attention back to the spray, the water had come to a nice soothing heat. I put Sasha on her feet and leaned her against the wall of the shower. I grabbed some soap and body scrubber. I stepped in a took care of my lover. Sasha cooed as I soaped her and scrubbed the soft skin of her back. She went into a deep relaxation after basking in the warm water and the afterglow of our rutting.

She let out a sigh and closed her eyes and the spray overhead took the dirt and grime off her body. "Thank you." She said as I finished washing her back.

I stepped up and enclosed on her from behind. With her back pressed into my chest and my now soft member pressing against her ass, I leaned in and whispered "Anytime." She leaned in and I soaped and scrubbed her beautiful stomach and ample breasts.

I heard the bathroom door open then close. I sensed it was Dana. She opened the shower door and stepped in. Without a word she takes some soap, lathers up her breasts and hands and starts grinding those parts all over my back.

I let Dana take her time. She absolutely delighted in what she was doing. Then again she took great pleasure in all the forms of sensuality. After I let Dana clean my back, I took Sasha by the waist. "Time for a little dessert Sasha." I side stepped and pushed Sasha into Dana. They locked together, rubbing against each other with some remaining soap, initiated a make out session. I leaned in on their flanks and groped their asses. I loved the sensations when those two went at it.

Some time later we were clean of the evidence of our love making and using my powers, made Sasha and Dana climax simultaneously in each others arms while both were in my arms. Their screams muffled as they refuse to disengage their lips. I reach out and turn off the water. Dana and Sasha slump to seats in the shower, panting. I briefly step out of the shower and grab some towels. I hand Dana and Sasha towels and they begin to dry themselves; I did likewise.

"How was your day, baby?" I made small talk.

"Oh it was fine. Busy day at the boutique. I met Alexandra and Jaime today and invited them over." Dana seemed giddy

"So they were a couple and you invited them over for some fun?" I probed

She gave a Cheshire grin and had that gleam in her eyes. "Nope. They were two different window shoppers I picked up. In fact, neither are lesbians."

I grinned. "You slut, you." Dana just batted her eyelashes and smiled "That's my woman. You must introduce me sometime." Sasha was grinning as well "...and get Sasha in on that. I know you still love the flesh of a woman." Sasha licked her lips.

After we dried off I put on pajama bottoms while Dana and Sasha slipped into skimpy nighties and thongs. We made our way to the bedroom where Dana's lovers, Alexandra and Jaime were fast asleep.

"I guess it is time for bed." I glanced over at Alexandra and Jaime, naked and in each other's arms. I patted their heads and use my powers to feel their surface thoughts. They radiated warmth and satisfaction. Dana had been very good to them. "I'll put these lovely specimens in the guest room."

Dana spoke with childlike disappointment "Can't we keep em in the bed. It's big enough and I want to feel their juicy asses against me." Her naughty grin punctuated her words.

I gave an amused and goofy grin "I want to cuddle with you after sex."

Sasha couldn't help but giggle. Sasha walked next to me and put her head against my shoulder while tracing patterns on my chest with her hand.

Dana gave a mock pout mixed with an amused grin of her own "Fine, have it your way" She took my unoccupied shoulder and mirrored Sasha. 

"Thanks babe." With my girlfriends fawning over me, I set to work with my powers. I cleaned the pair on the bed of the sweat and fluids their romp had left. Then I dressed both of them in identical garb to Dana and Sasha but using information I learned from their surface thoughts I personalized their evening attire; I made Alexandra's nightie and thong an azure blue and Jaime's a cute bright pink. It's as if the two had joined us in the shower to clean up. As I pondered that thought I also noted to make that thought a reality someday.

Once refreshed and dressed, I used my powers to teleport the snoozing pair into the guest room, tucked in the warm covers and in each other's arms.

I lead my women into bed and we fell asleep cuddled together.



I Am a Sex God Ch. 03



It was 8:36 am on a Friday. A long day of work lay ahead of me. I was looking forward to the weekend because, like any working stiff, I don't particularly enjoy work. Even for a former-man-turned-god with the power to alter reality with my will alone, it's rather difficult to find finance and banking super entertaining, especially in a large, impersonal, corporate environment. So just one more day of grind to get through, then fun and adventure await me.

I had gotten through the day, completing assignments while simultaneously imagining all the things I could do over the weekend. I contemplated all sorts of lurid filth and the various lovers with whom I could share it. I also contemplated spending some quality time with Dana and/or Sasha, maybe just watch a few movies and finish of a bottle of Chianti. I even had momentary thoughts of spending time alone, finally getting around studying some recent chess games. Hey what can I say, some nerd habits are hard to break. Even a sex god has to take a break from sex.

I was brought out of my fantasizing by a coworker, Michael. I was staring off a bit while thinking of Dana; Michael's waving and saying my name caught my attention.

"Oh hey, sorry Michael. What's up?" I noticed his unusually cheerful demeanor.

"Wanna grab some lunch? It's 12:30." He pointed to the clock on the wall.

"Yeah sure." I neatly put away my work materials and prepared to join him. I noticed he was more chipper than usual. I also detected a bit of self-satisfaction. I could have just read his thoughts to find out exactly what was the cause, but in my years of being a god, I find that just takes the fun out of things. There is something to be said with just talking with people and finding out through their own narrative. We made our way to a quaint little sandwich shop across from our office building.

Let me give you a little bit on Michael professionally. He's a relative new guy in the company. This is about the end of his second year working in the corporate office. As to how we know each other, I kept close ties with my professors in college. Michael was recommended to me by one of them and so I recruited him straight out of his undergrad. I helped train him and I continue to give him guidance; he's been kicking ass in his department and is a rising star. 

He still comes to me for advice and mentorship even though I'm not his direct supervisor. Many of his peers see him as cocky and undisciplined, especially as he has some of his old habits from his time at a fraternity. Although there is a bit of undeserved arrogance, I see a young man eager to learn and with ambition.

Back to our lunch, Michael got a Tuna melt on white. I got a roast beef on sourdough. Michael immediately opened with conversation.

"So you notice anything different?" Michael put on a coy expression.

"You seem more upbeat today. Did you win the lottery or something?" I dug into my sandwich.

"Well not to be immodest..." he paused for effect, though his childish grin ruined the moment "...I managed to do the impossible." 

"You did an honest day's work while working at a large financial corporation?" I mocked him.

He just rolled his eyes and shook his head. "No, No. I'm not that good." We both chuckled at that.

"In all seriousness what did you do exactly?" I continued eating my sandwich and let him speak.

"You know Claire? In Human Resources?" Michael asked.

"I know of her. Never actually met her though." I think I knew where this was headed.

"Well she is the hottest chick in the firm. And I bagged her. Me!" Michael said with pride. Yup just as I thought, he got laid.

I gave a disinterested look. "Uhh, congratulations, I guess. So what does that have to do with you doing the impossible?"

"You don't know?!" Michael raised his voice a little. It was lunch hour so the crowd drowned out his exclamation. "Man, they call her the ice queen. She's been at the company for a little over a year now and everyone who has approached her has gotten shut down. And not just a polite no. She turns up the bitch like you wouldn't believe. She got a rep as being unattainable."

Well I thought to myself 'I could have her any way I wanted on a whim' but that was more a matter of factual correctness than ego. With my powers I could change her thoughts and emotions to be desperate for just a kiss and have her melting at the mere mention of my name. The way Michael described her though, I doubt I would want to have her as a lover. She sounded too high strung to enjoy herself. 

"And how many people have you told about this?" I asked and Michael saw my concern, turning a bit more serious himself.

"You're the first. So your thoughts?" He looked at me expectantly.

I just shrugged my shoulders "Good for you Michael, but why tell me at all? You know my stance on office gossip." I said flatly.

"But I thought you'd love this. After all the stories about that thing with you and Susan 5 months ago I thought you'd love to hear all this. All the women in my department tend to glare at you when you're around, you know. I wanted to know what the master thought. I bet you had your sights on Claire too." 

He was correct about Susan and the other women, but not about Claire. What happened was that I had a fling with Susan, one of the office secretaries in Michael's department. She had just started. It was a very spontaneous encounter outside work; We didn't even realize we worked at the same company until we ran into each other at work the following day. Let me tell you, that was really weird introduction.

We decided not to pursue anything further since we both realized that it would make work awkward. It was bittersweet for Susan as I was the best lover Susan ever had as she came multiple times, something she's never experienced before. However the weight of multiple screaming orgasms bearing down on her, she just had to tell someone so she told her friends in the office; as a result it is true that some of Susan's friends look at me the way Michael described. 

As for Claire, I didn't really know her that well to want to pursue her. Professionally I heard she was competent but that's all I knew. I didn't like how this conversation with Michael was playing out. I knew the importance of keeping your professional life separate from your personal life. I needed to shut down this destructive behavior before it could cause irreparable harm to both parties.

"Okay first of all Susan was the one who blabbed about it. Not me. Second of all, they do not glare. You're just imagining things."

Michael was giving a coy grin. He knew I was being modest. "Whatever you say chief."

"But seriously Michael, as your friend, I'm telling you that you should keep everyone's personal exploits to yourself, especially what you do. If someone in HR or worse yet, legal gets wind about this gossip you could get a complaint filed against you or against Claire. So please for both your sakes, don't mention this anymore."

"Yeah, Yeah, whatever you say mister killjoy." 

I knew he wasn't happy at all with my response but he also knew I was right.

"But still you gotta admit it was quite the feat." He still had a bit of smugness about him since he thinks he did the impossible.

I didn't like this attitude. I was dismayed that he would treat this like a conquest and not a shared pleasure. He still hasn't quite grown up from his college days. I decided to take him down a bit. At his last statement we finished our lunches and started to head back.

I dropped the bomb. "Off the record..." he turned to me expectantly.,"...I'm not impressed."

"Oh come on! Why not?!" he would not let this go lightly.

As we were walking back I turned my head. "Well let's put it this way. Did you make her cum?"

That gave Michael pause. He pondered the question silently while we walked back in to office. It wasn't until we were both on the elevator alone that he finally answered. "Yeah I think I did."

That wasn't very convincing. I put my hand on his shoulder and shook my head, "Michael, in my experience if you have to think about that question, even a little bit, you didn't."

The elevator opened to my floor and I walked back to my desk. Michael was startled at my insight. He stood there with a less happy look than when he left for lunch. The elevator closed and he went off to his floor. Maybe I had been to blunt.

I went back to work, letting Michael sit on that one. It's a pet peeve of mine, the attitude of having sex just for the ego boost. Doing that once in a while is fine but if that's your persistent attitude you're not a person I would want to be friends with. People who think it's all about 'having game' don't really understand that people are not objectives to be overcome. They are gifts to be treasured, although I'm quite alright with you handling your gifts a little rough from time to time.

I could just change Michael's attitude with my powers but I don't think that really helps. He's an adult who needs to learn from the consequences of his actions and failures, not be brainwashed. The rest of the day passed without anything much of interest.

It was the end of work that something worthy of mention happened. I decided to check on Michael. While I don't agree with his attitude, for reasons beyond my comprehension I still considered him a friend. With work finished I made my way to his floor to see how he was doing. He was just sitting at his desk and had a rather faraway look about him.

"Michael, is something wrong?" I was concerned for my friend.

"Oh hey. I was just thinking." Michael continued to look off in the distance.

"Hey it's Friday after work. You wanna grab a beer?" I made a friendly gesture

"No thanks man."

"Whoa. Who are you and what have you done with Michael?!" I feigned shock. This was very unlike the Michael I had come to know.

Michael came out of his trance a little with a light chuckle. "Thanks for the offer. Yeah you're right I could use a beer."

We made our way out. We stopped by a dive bar not far from our office building. It was cozy. It was still happy hour so we got a pitcher of beer and some chips with bean dip. I just loved the Serrano chilies this placed used the heat up the dip. As we got into it, I started conversation.

"So Michael, what's up? I've never seen you like this."

"It's just what you said. I'm pretty sure I got Claire to cum. But in all the time I've known you, you've never been wrong about anything so here I am, second guessing myself."

"Well I didn't mean for it to go that far. I just want you to realize, arrogance isn't the right attitude. You've been spending way too much time around your college friends telling you nothing but compliments. Even if Claire did cum, you could always make it better. Get her to cum more or harder. Give her more and more pleasure. Never settle. Even I could improve."

Michael seemed astounded by that admission "No way. How could you improve? Susan claims you made her squirt across the room. How could you improve on that?"

"Seriously I got to talk to her about that. People would think I'm some sort of womanizing terror or pervert." 

Michael just smiled.

"Anyway answering your question on how I could improve, just for argument's sake, take Susan as an example. So she squirted. Next time have her squirt harder. Hypothetically, let's say she came 3 times. Next time make her come 4 times. Say she wants something different. Bring candles and chocolate while you whisper in her ear how lovely she is. There are always way to improve or bring variety."

"That's really hot." Michael was impressed.

I just shook my head and grinned. "Thanks."

"So I want to learn from the master. Any pointers on getting women off?"

"I appreciate your enthusiasm but it's more complicated than that. There aren't any quick tips since every woman is different. The best advice I can give you is to improve yourself first. Almost all women pick up on guys who are comfortable with themselves. Also ditch the arrogance. By deciding not to improve in any way you limit yourself."

Michael pondered my words. He nodded while thinking upon my words.

I wanted to lighten the mood. "Let's get away from that for now. I heard about some pretty interesting things about your work on the latest contract. I heard after you were done negotiating, the client couldn't sign fast enough."

We continued into lighter topics over our beer and snacks. It was a happy hour indeed. Michael seemed more at ease and was forgetting about his woes. Michael was really good at his job. I had done right by recruiting him. He was at ease talking about his work. We barely finished our first glass when fate had a surprise for both of us. Claire had come into the bar. She was hot alright. Many of the men and some of the women in the bar gave her appreciative glances. After a minute Michael noticed her.

"Whoa." The color from Michael's face drained a little.

"What is it?" I asked out of concern.

"It's Claire."

"Where?" I turned my head to scan the bar. I scanned for 'the hottest chick in the firm'. I caught sight of a slender brunette. She stood out not just for her beauty but her presence; she just seemed to ooze confidant woman. I guessed that was Claire. Michael was staring at her so I was pretty confident in my guess.

"We should invite her over for a drink. Remember women like a guy who is at ease." I motioned to Michael.

"I couldn't face her right now." Michael looked rather forlorn.

"If you won't I will." I got up and went to her. Michael was dumbstruck by my directness and made little effort to stop me. 

My first impression, based on her demeanor, was that she was far from the ice queen that Michael made her out to be. As she came towards the table, I gave her a closer look. She was indeed as Michael has said: a rather striking woman with very alluring eyes. Her facial features were soft and feminine while her blouse and jacket outlined some nice curves. I made my approach. 

"You wouldn't by chance work in Human Resources would you?" I opened.

Claire seemed surprised that I somehow knew her occupation.

"Yes I do in fact. How could you tell that?"

I pointed over to Michael. She just grinned. I introduced myself and continued in a friendly manner. She introduced herself in turn.

"I'm Claire. Nice to meet you. "

"Would you care to join us for a drink?"

"I would love to." We made our way over to the table. I made a quick stop to get an extra glass from the bartender.

Claire was pleasantly surprised by Michael's presence. Michael was withdrawn a bit. They had a quick exchange of pleasantries. 

"So care for a glass of beer?" I motioned to the pitcher and empty glass.

"Oh yes please." She was nothing at all what Michael described. Far from being an ice queen she was rather friendly, jovial even. We talked about work and casual topics like movies and good restaurants in the area. I couldn't understand how she got the reputation. It was about half way through the pitcher that Claire noticed Michael's less than upbeat mood.

"Michael is everything okay?" Claire asked.

"I'm fine." Michael half-heartedly responded.

"Are you sure, sweetie?" Claire said concerned

I arched my eyebrow at that. "Sweetie? So are you two a couple?"

Claire looked mortified at that. "No! Of course not."

I gave Claire a scrutinizing gaze. Michael looked sheepish and did little for her argument. Looking at my knowing smirk and penetrating gaze, her resistance crumbled. She spoke almost in a whisper.

"Okay yes."

"If you don't mind me asking, for how long?"

Claire looked at Michael then responded "Only a few days."

"Congratulations. I wish you two the best."

"Thanks." Claire said, taking large gulps of beer.

To help pass the awkwardness, everyone started drinking. After only 10 minutes we got another pitcher. As the beer went down, the awkwardness was replaced with a happy alcohol buzz and more light hearted conversation. Michael was soon getting over his depression. I used my powers to stop the buzz. Honestly it was a bad idea to wield power over reality while under the influence. I decided to use the lowered inhibitions to help Michael and Claire.

"So Claire. How are you and Michael getting along so far?" As I said that I used my powers to bring Claire's sexual thoughts to the forefront. Due to the buzz, she just said what came to mind without really filtering.

"Oh it's nice. Sex could be better though."

A moment later it registered with both Claire and Michael on what Claire had just said. They both shared an embarrassed look at each other and both began to blush.

Claire looked at me trying to speak but no words came out.

"Perhaps I can help with that." I gave a smirk.

Her embarrassment prevented any lengthy reply. "uhh. H-how?"

"Michael hold out your hands." Michael did so still confused.

I imbued Michael's hands with a mind of their own. Specifically they would know exactly how to get Claire off and stop at nothing in achieving that goal. As I touched Michael's hands to set the changes, I instructed Claire and Michael to sit closer together.

"Okay, Claire try to relax. Michael, you'll feel a tingling sensation. That's normal and just go with it."

The couple did as I instructed. "One last thing." I said as they sat next to each other. I took Michael's right hand and put it on Claire's right shoulder and put Michael's left hand on Claire's left hip.

"Perfect. Now relax and enjoy you two."

They looked at each other quizzically. Then after a few moments, Michael's hands began moving on their own. His right hand started stroking Claire's neck while his left hand began stroking up and down her hip. Claire gasped at the sudden treatment. Michael was stunned. He saw his hands moving but was not controlling them. The immediate effect on Claire had Michael engrossed in the spectacle.

Michael gave a quick look at me, his jaw hanging down. I just smiled and gave him a thumbs up. He looked back and the woman he was involuntarily groping. His hands made their way to her breasts and crotch. Claire's breath got heavier and the hands got closer. Without realizing it, Michael leaned in closer. His doubts and depression from earlier quickly were replaced with a growing desire.

I had done a good job with the hands. Soon they simultaneously unbuttoned Claire's blouse and undid the zipper on her pants. Claire gasped suddenly and jolted slightly as both hands caressed very sensitive areas. Michael's right hand left no area of Claire's breast untouched while Michael's left hand was doing magical things to Claire's increasingly damp pussy.

Michael for the most part was still stupefied. He just stared at Claire, mouth agape, while she writhed in his arms, stifling her moans. He had a clear woody at this point. I gave him some advice.

"Remember Michael, confidence. Let your desires run wild. Do what feels right, not what you think is right."

At that, Michael leaned in and started kissing along Claire's neck. I was proud of Michael. All this stimulation was too much for Claire. Between the groping of her sensitive breasts, the rubbing along her pussy and clit, the kisses on her neck, and the fact it was in public, Claire had trouble holding back. Within a minute, Claire bit down on her lip and had an orgasm. The reaction was quite intense and she shuddered and shook in Michael's arms. At this violent spasm, Michael looked up from his kissing and took in the beautiful sight a woman in the throes of ecstasy.

With their task complete, Michael's hands went back under his control and relented on their pleasure mission. Claire came down from her bliss, panting while in Michael's grasp. After she regained her faculties, she looked at Michael. They both looked at each other with new eyes. They stared into each other longingly. I think they wanted more.




I Am a Sex God Ch. 03



"Pretty neat huh?" I made my presence known again.

They both turned to look at me. I just gave a goofy grin. They stared at each other, both with the same look of disbelief.

"Claire you should clean up a bit. Bathroom is over there to the left." I motioned to a small hallway. At my words Claire began to blush. After a few moments, Claire just nodded her head, while still looking dazed. She got up on shaky feet and made her way to the ladies room.

As soon as Claire was out of earshot I asked, "So Michael, how does it feel to get women off?"

Michael stared at me, attempting to articulate the sensation. He contemplated a bit and finally spoke, "Fucking fantastic. I wish I had done this sooner."

"Atta boy." We polished off the rest of our drinks.

Claire returned looking quite happy. She sat quite close to Michael, rubbing along his arms. She looked almost like a pet trying to get a treat.

"Looks like you two don't need me." I stood up and started to make my exit. "See you guys Monday. I have a bus to catch."

Michael was just looking adoringly at Claire. He didn't even turn to look at me when he mumbled a 'bye'.

I didn't mind. It was a good sign.



I Am a Sex God Ch. 04



I was riding the bus, once again on my way home from work. Maria had found me in the same corner. She had a dazzling smile.

"Hello Maria. How was work?" we had become friends over the past two weeks. She took the seat next to mine.

"It was tiring, but productive." She paused and gave a sly grin "So, take a guess."

It was a little game we had developed over the weeks. I gave a long glance at her skirt and just gave a sly grin back, "You're not wearing any today you little minx."

She was shocked. I saw right through her ploy. She hushed her voice so no one could hear her, "How could you possibly know I'm not wearing panties? I was sure that would trip you up."

"I have a knack for it." I gave a bit of a smug grin. The game was to decide what kind of underwear she was wearing. After our meetings on public transit, she had gotten comfortable with me. She didn't know the true extent of my abilities but the point wasn't who won. It was all the feelings of excitement and surprise Maria could experience with me. Our initial encounter had left her wanting more. She never experienced anything like that and had great difficulty trying to recreate the intensity or the thrill.

Maria was even fascinated after she found out I had multiple girlfriends. It was an interesting conversation about my having several lovers. There was an initial shock of course but she took it a lot better than I thought she would.

---An interesting conversation---

"So would I be someone you'd take home?" Maria was very flirtatious. 

"Oh, absolutely! Just be aware that my girlfriends would probably want to have some fun with you as well."

"Wait girlfriend?! And did you say girlfriends? As in more than one?" Maria was a deer in the headlights at this revelation though she I could hear curiosity in her voice as well.

"Yes. I'm sorry, I know it's a bit of a shock." I could tell she never really met someone who had multiple partners. She was an open minded girl but she had difficulty processing the information. I got closer. "Maria, you are a wonderful woman. You're not any less special."

She came out of her shock and settled down, I continued "So Maria, I would enjoy your company and you are welcome to come to my home."

"Thank you. Even though it is kinda weird, I can't pass up something like that."

After her words I just smiled. She composed herself and joked "Figures, of course a guy like you would have an army of women clamoring to get a piece."

"Maria" I became a little more serious in my tone. "It's not what you think. It's not just sex, I do genuinely care about each of them. It's the same for you. You are an incredible woman, and I'm not just talking about your wonderful body. I've found out you're a young woman with so much spirit and love. You're also no longer a child. You're an adult with a passion and an ambition working hard to realize a dream."

Maria had a flood of emotion as I continued. That gave her pause. She looked at me like I was a long lost family member. She came in close, put her head against my shoulder and held me. She looked up with a bit of sadness "You mean it? All that stuff?"

"Of course. So let me formally extend the invitation. Would you like to come over to my place sometime?"

She looked at me for a long moment and I looked back. Suddenly she just hugged me tight and said "Hell yes."

She broke the embrace and looked at me sheepishly. I looked at her quizzically.

"After finals." We both laughed.

---Back in the present day---

"Well your talent is incredible. I'll have to get more sexy lingerie." She complimented my unwavering streak.

"Why thank you. So tell me about your week." I made small talk. Apart from the exciting game we played, Maria enjoyed my company.

Maria and I went on about our respective weeks. This semester was a bit rough for her. She was taking 5 classes and compounded with her work schedule left her little time for leisure. She learned a bit about me and was fascinated. I hadn't told her about my powers or what I could do to my women in the bedroom; I didn't want to overwhelm her. Eventually she'll learn the truth but I felt waiting was prudent.

"I can't wait for this semester to be over. I need to decompress."

"Only a week left right. So how about I treat you to dinner? You look like you could use a good meal. I know a cozy Chinese place, great pot stickers."

"I have a better idea." she paused

"What's that?"

She grabbed my arm and leaned in to whisper in my ear "... we go to my place."

Very direct but I wasn't complaining. I looked into her mind to make sure she had in mind what my cock also had in mind. The raging desire from this woman conjured fantasies far better than what my cock was thinking.

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Her place turned out to be a meager apartment which she shared with two other girls attending her college. It was close to campus, but other than that nothing much to speak of. Back to Maria, I could tell without reading her thoughts, she was rather smitten with me. I had learned previously from reading her thoughts that she hadn't found anyone that was as exciting or caring as I had been since she got to college. Also I was accepting, even encouraging her more salacious indulgences; not even her family really approved of that part of herself. They thought it was just a 'phase'. We were heading straight for her room.

"I don't usually do this." She told me a little nervous

I stopped her and took her smaller body into my larger frame. "It's okay. Let your desires come out. Put aside your doubt and enjoy yourself." My words and my touch calmed her. While going through her mind, I was surprised to learn that she hadn't really had much experience when it came to sex with a partner and relationships in general, despite her high level of desire and her wild imagination. She had a single long term boyfriend in high school with only a handful of sexual experiences. 

With the freedom of college, she wanted to explore but was unsure of how to go about it. She was also afraid of what people would think of her, given her less than stellar experiences back home on the subject. With my actions she was more at ease and wanted to let go. She seemed to hold on to some hesitance.

While in my arms, I leaned and whispered in her ear, "Shhh, I'll show you." I willed her to relax.

With that I leaned in and took her into a kiss. A feathery touch with a comforting warmness, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensations. My arms snaked around her body, stroking up and down her back, locking her close to me. She was lost to my ministrations. Her boyfriend had not been this direct, yet so loving. So dominant in taking her where I wanted, yet caring with my touches and in the gentleness of the kiss itself. Her doubts were fading away while her arousal replaced it.

I continued like that, steadily increasing the pace. Maria was really something else. Despite her limited experience, her juices were flowing and only after a few minutes she was coming back at me with some intense kissing of her own. I was elated to help Maria experience pleasure that she only had dreamt of.

I stepped back a little and took off my shirt. Maria was just standing there with a look of desire; she liked what she saw. I stepped back up to her and started guiding her out of her clothes. She gasped as I snaked my hands on the inside of her shirt touching her bare skin. She lifted her arms to allow me to take off her top. As her top came off, she looked absolutely delicious. That suit did nothing for her natural charms. Once her top was off, she leaned in again and we began our trade of kisses once more. While exchanging sweet touches, I lowered my hands. I rested one hand against her hip and unzipped her pants.

She leaned in and whispered in my ear "bedroom, second door on the left."

I smiled and picked her up and carried her there. She loved the way I casually whisked her away like some prize. We made it inside and I bumped the door closed, just in case her roommates decided to show up. I put her down on the bed. I stood up to take off my pants. She mirrored me while lying on the bed, pulling down her pants and panties with it. She was eager and ready, lacking any of the trepidation she displayed earlier. This is the kind of thing she had wanted for so long. I caught the scent of her sex. It was strong yet sweet. This was probably the most turned she had been in her life up to this point.

With the most of the clothes gone, I crawled over her naked form. I started planting kisses up her shoulder and started my way up. She let her moan come out. I made my way up to her lips and we returned our make out session on her bed. Maria had left all her doubt and now had a burning desire. I didn't realize how intense it was because shortly after we began our lip lock, she broke off and looked at me and said in a pleading voice: "I can't wait. I need it now."

I put my hand on her crotch. She was definitely ready. I gave a nod and parted her lower lips with my fingers. I put the head of my member at her entrance. I looked her in the eyes and in a very slow, deliberate motion I entered her without breaking eye contact. She gasped and then moaned at my invasion. I took her face in my hand and initiated a kiss. She wrapped her arms around my back and I started to move.

She was trembling. Little squeaks and moans escaped her mouth in between kisses. I kept things nice and slow. I could hear squishing noises from our joining. She must have been quite aroused as after only 5 minutes she looked at me. I knew the signs: she was already at the brink of orgasm. I gave her a reassuring smile, held her head in between my hands and nodded.

"Maria, don't worry. Trust me and just let go." I quickened the pace of my thrusts to help push her over.

She did as I told and let loose. In the past she had orgasms from vibrators and dildos many times but they did not compare to this one. She grabbed hold of me tightly and rode out pleasure she never knew possible. While moaning in my arms, she rode a pleasure wave that seemed to engulf her. After the storm subsided, she went a slightly limp. I slipped out and shifted our bodies to spoon, letting her come down. She was panting, while still enjoying the feeling of our bodies touching. She was also thoroughly drained. 

After a while she came back to reality. "That was... amazing."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it." I leaned in and held her closer, nuzzling her neck. After she regained some of her energy, she took a survey of her surroundings. Our clothes were scattered on the floor and there was a large wet spot on her bed. She felt her sex and found she was still wet. That was the fastest she had ever cum.

"I enjoyed it too." I said whilst holding her. 

10 minutes later when we were cleaned up and dressed that we started small talk over Chinese takeout. Not quite the pot stickers I was used to but they delivered. Maria was so delighted at the free meal. Dinner and an orgasm beat dinner and a movie any day.

"So Maria, what are you taking next semester?" I open up with the usual conversation questions

"I'm probably gonna get the classes for my major out of the way. I need a break from general ed classes."

"That's wonderful. Though I can imagine a semester with nothing but economics is quite a dry semester" 

"Yeah it can be pretty boring at times. But isn't that sort of what you do?"

"I guess it is. But I don't find it all that boring. I did study mathematics, arguably an even more boring subject so it's actually quite fun in comparison."

"I can't imagine studying math. The calculus for business majors was bad enough."

"I like it. Anyway what do you say you and I get some frozen yogurt?"

"That sounds awesome."

"Also, let me ask are you free next weekend? After the semester is finished."

"Yeah sure. Why?" 

"I think it's time you came over to my place."

Maria remembered our earlier conversation and looked excited. "Okay!"

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It was a week after my initial tryst with Maria that we were walking up to my front door. As we were nearing my residence, she seemed apprehensive about meeting my girlfriends, but she really wanted to be with me, to experience things she never had before, and be with someone who actually cared about her feelings even if it meant sharing. I think the orgasm of the previous week helped her overcome her reluctance.

We came up to a nice house in a quiet suburb. I put the key in and opened the door. I glanced at the bedroom immediately to the left of the entrance. The door was closed. I looked at the other bedroom and that door was closed. I surmised no one was home yet. 

I made my way further in the house toward the bedroom with Maria trailing behind me, as she was taking the house in. We entered a hallway. Maria's heart quickened. She was anticipating another round of sex with me all week but at the same time was feeling a bit of awkwardness at meeting my girlfriends.

We came up to the master bedroom; the door was closed. I knocked. I heard Dana's voice "Come in." Maria looked really nervous now. I opened the door to see Dana in a skimpy nightie, on the bed reading.

"Hey baby." I said. Dana looked up and smiled. "I hear the shower. I take it Sasha is in there?"

"Yeah. Probably getting off right about now." Dana replied nonchalantly.

I thought to myself "Atta girl", then I remembered I had a guest who might not be used to such open talk. I took a quick peek into her thoughts.

"Holy fuck he has a supermodel on the bed and another one in the shower? I can't compete with that."

Well I just have to fix those silly doubts of hers. She was a beautiful woman and she should know that. I stepped up to her and pulled her in front of me so I was facing her back. I stepped in and held her possessively. From behind I started lightly caressing her up and down her body.

"Dana this is Maria. We met while riding the bus together." I started kissing along the length of her neck. Maria was lost in the sensations. She was unprepared for the suddenness of my touch. She had little choice but to put the doubt aside and was losing herself in my embrace. She tried to get out a greeting but all that came out was a muddled whimper.

"She so cute." Dana observed. She stood up off the bed "Do I get to watch?"

With Maria in my embrace I lead us to the bed, never ceasing my attentions. "Of course, Sasha too when she's out."

"You're the best, hon." She went and sat over to a chair and table in the corner of the room.

I guided myself and Maria to the bed. Maria and I landed together. She hadn't quite understood what had happened but all she was concerned about was her growing desire and getting relief from these urges. She spun around to begin her own assault. She wrapped her arms around me and started to begin her own assault. It was on. We were lost in the moment as we groped, stroked, licked and tumbled.

Dana was engrossed in the spectacle. It was an experience she was well acquainted with over the years but one she had yet to tire of. Though I was too focused on the woman in my arms to notice, about 10 minutes into our make out session, Sasha came out of the bathroom.

"I knew it" She said to Dana and picked up a towel from a dresser, started drying herself and took a seat next to Dana.

By this point I had started to take off Maria's clothing, doing it slowly to draw out the experience. As I took off her top, I planted kisses all along her midriff. She looked at me in wonder. Once the shirt came over her head, I took her in close and proceeded to take off her bra. While kissing her neck and in my arms, I reached behind her and unclasped her bra. In a brief instant we separated and she tossed it aside like it was flier someone had handed her on the street. Once clear I went in again, going first to her neck. I proceeded on a downward trek with my kisses.

A little moan had escaped Maria as I got near her breasts. I wanted to draw this out, to tease her and show her pleasure beyond her imagination. Based on her expressions alone, I think I was doing a pretty good job. I made my way around the edge of her breasts, lightly gliding along her skin with my hands while I planted gentle, probing kisses. Closer and closer to the nipple, she was anticipating contact. As soon as I got to the edge of the nipple, I backed off back to the edge. She groaned a little at the loss. She wanted it bad.

I continued my teasing. Soon she was squirming, trying to force her nipple to my mouth. Oh no you don't. I held her down with my hands and continued my assault. God this was good. Soon after, she started struggling against my hands. Okay, she's really feeling it, time to go in. I suddenly took a nipple in my mouth and did wonderful things with my lips and tongue to her sensitive mammaries. She started moaning rather loudly.

After she rode out the sensations, I proceeded to take off her pants. Sliding down, I unzipped her jeans and began pushing down. She was too dazed to help me, but no matter. I was a sex god after all; I just levitated her form a bit and quickly removed the jeans then settled her back down on the bed. She was soaked.

I kneeled over her, with her down to her panties; in a hushed voice I asked "Are you ready?"

She was panting and in a daze. My question barely registered. "Wha?" was all Maria got out.

Without clarifying I jumped straight into the action and dove mouth first onto her cunt. She had never received this kind of attention before and she was unprepared for the pleasures of my mouth on her crotch. All over her thighs and crotch, kissing and licking, she began her wonderful moans again. She was quite literally delicious. I savored her taste.

Dana and Sasha were watching, casually commenting to each other. 

"I love when he does that to me." Dana looked on remembering the times I had done similar to her.

"I prefer the attentions on my breasts, but it is still good" Sasha replied still watching me have my way with Maria.

"Bah, that's because you can cum from that alone." Dana seemed a bit jealous at Sasha's natural sensitivity. "Oh shit he's going in..." 

Dana and Sasha started touching themselves as I started to work on Maria's clit. Once I had made contact with Maria's little nub, she gave out a shriek. Never had it felt this intense. Even when she used the vibrator, this was the most powerful sensations she had ever felt up to this point. Again the squirming. I took her and pinned her hips in my hands. She was going to take it the way I dictate.

I built her up to a glorious crescendo. What started out as a gentle licking was becoming quite a debauched sight with my mouth clamped down on Maria. She was trying to buck her hips harder as I increased the pace. Her hands writhed all along the bed, her head twisting about. Her legs were wrapped around my neck and shoulders. It was a wonderful sight, part of her struggling to be free, the other part yearning to be closer.

I could feel the moment. Maria gripped my head with her hands and clamped down with her legs.

"Oh shit...fuck" she gasped out as her orgasm consumed her. She leaked out more fluid and I lapped it up. She let out a sigh of contentment and stopped struggling. With her orgasm over, I let her cool down. Kissing and rubbing the inside of her thighs, blowing a little on her crotch. She was melting.

Maria had her eyes clenched shut as she came down. I glanced over to Dana and Sasha. I noticed they too had gushed a little down there. Those are my girls. I turned my attention back to Maria. With her eyes still closed I whispered in her ear. "Ready for more?"

Her eyes went wide open at my words and looked at me shocked. I just grinned and took her body and flipped her over onto her stomach. She gave a surprised yelp as I took her hips and pointed her spectacular ass upward. I was still clothed so in a fit of lust I used my powers and willed them off onto a heap on the floor. I was massively erect and rubbed my dick along Maria's slit.




I Am a Sex God Ch. 04



I grasped her hips and buried my cock in her sopping hole with a slow deliberate stroke. Maria gave a squeak and then a low moan. She had never had anything like this before. Why didn't anyone tell her sex this good?

Literally only a few strokes, she came. Another whopper of orgasm, Maria could hardly believe the sensations her body was experiencing. I stopped my thrusting and let her come down from this one. I picked her up and held her in close with her back against my torso. She loved the contact and the closeness. I leaned in kissing her neck.

"That was beautiful." I said while holding her. She only managed to get out a content sigh. We spent a few minutes just holding each other and kissing.

"I need to see you come again." I whispered in her ear. She let out a gasp. I took my cock out of her and spun her around pushing her down on her back. Facing me now, I climbed over her and slowly slid into her again. I used my powers to give her more energy to fuck. She didn't think it was possible, but she was still feeling horny. Normally she'd only have one, maybe two orgasms from masturbating and quickly get tired afterward; after cumming she was drained of energy and went to bed. That wasn't happening. She wasn't sure how it was happening but she loved it.

I took her on another ride. In the missionary, we spent what felt like hours joined together. I didn't notice but Tori and Irina had come in at some point and were watching along with Dana and Sasha. I'm sure we must have been one hell of a sight for them. Maria and I built up together, with my thrusting becoming harder and her moans getting louder, almost into screams. We came to the edge. I took Maria tightly in my arms and she grabbed hold of me. We went over the edge together.

It was an inspiring moment. I could feel Maria's pleasure and her contentment in that instant. After the moment had passed, we came down and were both breathing heavily. All of a sudden there was clapping from our audience.

I turned my head and just grinned "Thank you. I'll be here all week." At that the group giggled began to disperse. I looked back down. Maria had passed out. I leaned down and held her for a bit.

"Such a sweetheart." Dana called out as she was leaving.

"You know it babe. Say Tori, set a place for me at dinner?"

"Yeah. Whenever you two are ready. Dinner will be a while anyway." Tori admired my soft side.

Maria looked so peaceful. "Thanks, I'm going stay like this for a bit." I laid with her for 20 minutes, before reluctantly letting go and tucking her in before leaving.

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It was about 10 minutes after I had left her in my bed, Maria woke up to the very faint smell of roasting meat. She looked around, thinking that must have been a dream. She looked around and saw that she was in my bedroom, naked and her clothes were nowhere to be found. She came to grips with her surroundings. 

"Nope. Not a dream. My dreams aren't that awesome" She said aloud to no one in particular. She enjoyed the soft warmth of my sheets.

She hoisted herself up. She had to use the restroom. She got up and shuffled to the bathroom, unsteady on her feet. She didn't think orgasms strong enough to cause her to pass out existed. She walked in and saw herself in the mirror; she couldn't believe what had happened. Am I sure that wasn't a dream?

After coming back, she noticed on a table next to the bed was a blue robe with a note. The robe felt incredibly soft. Since her clothes were nowhere to be found in the room she put on the robe and cinched the waistband. It was liked being wrapped in fine silks: soft, warm and comforting. After enjoying the fabric, she looked at the note.

"Your clothes are being washed. In the meantime join us for dinner when you're ready."

She wasn't sure how to take that. Despite being unsure of herself, she made her way toward the kitchen. She found us gathered around the table in the dining room attached to the kitchen

"Have a nice nap sweetie?" Dana called out upon seeing Maria.

"You're in time for dinner." I motioned to have her sit down next to me at the table. "Tori makes a wonderful roasted lamb."

So many new faces had showed up. Everyone was jovial and having a good time, like we were all a family sitting down for our usual dinner. We were all warm and welcoming. It put Maria at ease. This was not as awkward as she thought it should have been. She thought to herself, 'I have the time of my life with that man while his girlfriends watch everything. Now here I am with all of them together at dinner and they're inviting me to the table like I'm their best friend.'

"By the way Maria these two lovely ladies sitting across from us are Kristen and Irina."

"Nice meeting you." Maria greeted them. She gave them a long glance each. Kristen was a petite Asian in a casual t-shirt and loose fitting khakis. Irina was a taller woman wearing a cute tank top and jeans. As far as Maria could tell, she was middle eastern but couldn't discern where specifically.

"I uhh, never had lamb before." Maria spoke as she eased into her seat

"Oh you're in for a treat then." I smiled as Maria settled into her seat.

Tori came up with a large pan of lamb with Helen and Kyle bringing in side dishes. They set them on the table and took their seats.

"Oh these two love birds are Kyle and Helen. And the master of the kitchen is Tori. And this wonderful woman in Sasha. That about covers it for introductions. There's one more, Sarah who is not here at the moment, but she'll come around eventually." 

"Dig in everybody." Tori motioned for everyone to have at it.

We all went in with plates and serving spoons. With some hesitation Maria went in as well. I gave a smile to reassure her.

"Wonderful Tori. How do you get it so tender?" I praised the food.

"Flattery will get you everywhere." Tori smirked and enjoyed my compliments as she got into the food herself.

Maria had gotten over any fear or hesitation as she got into the food. 

Dana took the opportunity "So Maria, tell us about yourself."

"Oh I'm in college majoring in econ. I also intern at a large accounting firm." She was really enjoying lamb.

"Wow sounds tough." Dana remarked

"Oh the work is enjoyable. Although the environment is a bit drab and some of my coworkers can be a bit, off-putting." Maria admitted.

Irina spoke up "I hear you. The people I deal with at corporate are weird. Almost everyone in a corporate office is quirky." Irina turned to me, "No offense."

"None taken." I didn't mind. It was true a lot of the time.

"Yeah. At least it's good for my resume." Maria took heart someone understood her situation.

Everyone conversed about different topics as we continued to eat. As time passed Maria seemed totally at ease with us now. It's as if we've known each other for years.

"So Irina, if you don't mind me asking, where are you from?" Maria was curious about all the women that seemed to surround me.

"I'm Persian. My family immigrated back in the 80's."

"That's cool. How did you come to live here in the house?"

"I've been friends with Dana since college. I started a small clothing boutique in the area so she offered a place to live for cheap. By chance I came to be roommates with Sarah when she decided to move in."

"That's awesome. One day I hope I can be doing that."

"Doing what, live here?" It was Kristen who made the joke.

"Oh no. Start my own business. Though living here does sound pretty awesome."

"I would love to have you." Kristen said with a bit of naughtiness.

"Thanks I guess." Maria blushed.

"Careful Maria, once Kristen gets her teeth into you she won't let go." I teased Kristen. Kristen just stuck her tongue out at me like a kid but gave a smile afterward. Although I was just joking she knew I was right. 

"Kristen is a lesbian and seems quite fond of you." Sasha spoke. She didn't mention Kristen enjoyed playing the dominant one in her relationships. Helen cleared her throat and gave us a stern look. She did not take this tomfoolery lightly.

Maria was just taken aback by such straightforward a response. She didn't know how to respond. "So uhh, Kristen how did you come to live here?"

"I'm a long time friend... and lover of Sasha. Awhile back I needed a temporary place to stay and Sasha let me stay here. Long story short I ended up staying. I just love the company here." Kristen eyed Dana rather saucily. Dana just smirked and blew her a kiss.

Helen spoke up in a stern voice. "Ladies behave yourselves. We have a guest." She was almost a strict mother chastising a child for doing something inappropriate.

"You'll be a wonderful mother someday." Kyle praised Helen. Helen blushed a little and smiled.

Tori spoke up and proclaimed we had dessert; her homemade black forest cake.

"Wow, you have outdone yourself on this one." Irina complimented her creation. 

"Is that Kirsch I taste?" I savored the flavor

"You bet. Pulled out all the stops on this one." Tori beamed.

Maria seemed confused "What is Kirsch?"

"It's a cherry liqueur", Tori explained

"Oh" Maria looked happily surprised. She took a tentative bite of the cake. "Wow this is the best black forest cake I've ever had."

"I've picked up a few tricks." Tori said

"Oh don't be so modest. Tori trained at the culinary institute and works at an upscale restaurant." Dana interjected.

Maria was impressed "Wow. So you're like top chef material?"

"I guess so" Tori said sheepishly.

"So are you like the dessert person at the restaurant?" Maria probed further taking big spoonfuls of the cake.

"Oh no quite the opposite. That's actually the only station I haven't worked at. I'm usually at the grill. There are others better suited for patisserie. I just dabble in baking and desserts" Tori explained.

"Still though. This is great." Maria was just happily munching away.

"So Tori, since I'm asking, How did you come to live here?"

"I ask myself that everyday. I chalk it up to a string of very lucky coincidences. As to the details,..." Tori paused to look at me. The question had brought her back to when I came into her life. She gave a heartfelt smile at remembering the journey we went through. After we shared a moment, Tori finished her sentence, "...that's a conversation for another day."

"Alright then. Could I possibly get another slice?" she held out her plate in with a cute pleading look.

"Sure." Tori cracked a grin and took the plate to put another slab of cake on it. As soon as her hands grasped the plate, her fork went straight for the confection.

"This is so delicious." Maria loved the homemade treat.

"If you'll excuse me, I need to get ready for work." Helen started to make her way out.

"I'll join you. I need to finish an experiment at the lab." Kyle mirrored Helen's actions.

Rather quickly both had made an exit. Once they left, Maria started asking more questions.

"So what's the deal with them? They seem kinda... uptight."

I answered. "Kyle is a friend of mine from when I got my masters, He just started his undergrad and was a student in a section I covered as a grad. We've stayed friends all that time. He met Helen a few years back on a blind date and the two have been going steady since. Right now Kyle is finishing up his doctorate in engineering and Helen is a nurse. Kyle needed a place for cheap while he goes to classes."

"So what's Helen doing here?" Maria wasn't sure how Kyle needing a place to stay would bring Helen.

"Helen joined him to make sure he didn't get into trouble. Apparently she had a hard time leaving Kyle alone with 6 women under one roof. Also given my openness sexually, she also thought I would be a bad influence. For the record she is absolutely correct."

"Strange company you keep." Maria seemed intrigued at the details of my life.

"They might be conservative and frankly a little closed-minded, but they are my friends. Kyle is an intelligent and funny guy. Helen is quite nice as well once you get used to her demeanor."

"It's also really fun to tease them." Kristen spoke.

We all laughed. After cake, the group dispersed and went about the house. Dana, Sasha, Maria and I stayed at the dining table just lounging, sipping coffee. Maria seemed much less tense was at ease.

After about an hour of being our company, Maria motioned to leave. "Well thank you for such a wonderful time. I should head back home."

"Are you sure you don't want to stay the night?" I asked.

"Oh no. I don't want to impose." Maria didn't sound convincing. A big part of her wanted more time with me.

I leaned in close to her. "Maria, you're not imposing. We would love to have you."

Maria trembled slightly. "Oh no I should go."

I guided her head so her lips were facing me. I took her in a kiss. Memories of our time together came flooding back. She whimpered as we kissed. I broke the kiss and looked her in the eye. "I'm not buying it. Stay the night."

Maria just nodded "Okay."

Dana spoke up "That's not fair. The poor girl had no chance."

I turned to Dana and in a childish voice I said, "You're just jealous."

Dana grinned "Yeah I am. It's okay. Sasha will keep me company." Dana pulled Sasha's hand in hers and both embraced.

I stood up and pulled Maria up. I reached in her silk robes and started groping her all over. "Let's have some fun."

I carried Maria to the bedroom with Dana and Sasha in tow. As we made our way back to the master bed room, Maria broke into a smile and laughed. She closed her eyes and hugged me tighter. As we crossed the threshold of the bedroom, she just said "Thank you."

It was a wonderful night as all four of us eventually fell asleep, entwined together on the bed.



I Am a Sex God Ch. 05



Hello readers. You don't need to read previous chapters but it will be helpful in understanding some of the dynamics. The most basic thing you need to know is that the main character is a Sex God in a literal sense. He has the actual power to alter reality to his will and is quite adept at anything sexually related. 

Also Thank you for the support and the feedback. I appreciate it.

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I was at home browsing news site on my smart phone, drinking some tea. It was early in the morning on a Sunday. Dana was out of town visiting her parents and Sasha was away on business. Almost everyone else was still sleeping in. I was sitting at the dining room table in a t-shirt and sweats, ready for a lazy day around the house.

It was around half way through my cup of tea that Sarah came in. She had come in a tight fitting sports bra and loose jogging shorts with earbuds in her ears and a bottle of water in her hand. She was panting and sweating. She looked delicious.

"Morning Sarah. Have a good run?"

"You bet. Got a good 3 miles in." She opened the fridge and took out her pre-made post-workout shake made from pressed fruits and vegetables mixed in skim milk with added protein powder.

"So how come you're not down at the Gym? Don't you normally have a one-on-one client Sunday mornings?"

"She's on vacation right now in Hawaii. She gets a reprieve." She started chugging her juice.

I smirked. Sarah was a tough trainer that put you through the paces. I was the only one who gave her a run for her money in the gym, although it was unfair due to my powers. No mortal could do what I could.

"Any plans on your day off then?"

"Not really. Might do some yoga. Been feeling really stiff the last few days."

"If that's the case, might I interest you in one of my deep tissue massages?" I said with a hint of promise in my tone. . I revised my plan of being lazy around the house.

At my offer, Sarah took a deep breath, closed her eyes and gave a dreamy smile. She knew what else I was really offering and what was to come. "That would be wonderful. But we may need to have an extra-long session. I have a lot of tension to work out." She opened her eyes and she gave me a saucy look.

I got up from my chair and put my cup in the sink "The master bed room, 5 minutes." Sarah quickly downed the rest of her drink and hastily went to her room to prepare. I made my way to the master bed room to do the same.

Once in my room I used my powers to prepare. I willed the room to change; instead of a cozy bedroom, the space shifted into a more suitable setting. The décor became softer, the furniture vanished. In place of the bed, I created a massage table and an assortment of oils. I created candles all around the room, and for good measure manifested plenty of fresh towels. In five minutes, I transformed my boudoir into a decent massage parlor. On a whim I took off my shirt and sweat pants and was left in my boxer briefs to set the tone.

Right on the five minute mark Sarah came in, wrapped in a bathrobe. She was giddy as she closed the door behind her. She took a look at the room and my barely clothed form; she gave an awestruck murmur of approval for both.

"Why don't you lie face down here." I motioned to the massage table. Sarah made her way to the table, unfastened her robe and laid flat on her stomach. As she went to lay flat, I saw her upper body was nude underneath, her bare torso lay across the table while the robe covered her back. I peeled the robe off as if it were a drape; underneath Sarah was completely nude except for a black thong. She was trembling slightly from anticipation.

"Let's give you a scrub first. You haven't had time to wash after your morning run." I took a hot, damp towel and went in deliberate strokes across her back and along her sides. She lifted her trunk slightly and I scrubbed her torso. I drew it out along her wonderfully sculpted arms and perfectly toned legs. I took special pleasure in scrubbing her plump yet oh so firm ass. Throughout my attentions she gave low moans. Drying her was just as fun.

I took a dry warm towel and folded it, then draped it across her lower hips and buttocks. I took a fragrant palm oil and poured a bit onto my hands. "Let's begin."

I rubbed my hands and I started at her shoulders, rubbing deeply into her muscles. While doing this I tapped into her body with my powers. I made it so that every part I touched would relax and drain of soreness. As soon as I got into it, Sarah sank into a deep relaxation with a content smile on her lips.

"That feels great" Sarah was in heaven.

I continued my strokes down her spine and out across to her sides. Back and forth all along her back while using my god powers drive out any tenseness. I started over at her shoulders and began with light strokes. Sarah whimpered at this change but didn't stop enjoying it. It was at this point I started to give her more energy and elevate her arousal as well. A little bit at a time, she would get more and more horny. It was shaping up to be a wonderful Sunday.

"You weren't kidding when you had a lot of tenseness. I can feel it in your muscles." I made my way across her arms with deliberate circular strokes. "Breath deep Sarah. It'll help you relax."

She did as I instructed though she moaned while she did so. After working through her arms and shoulders for a good 10 minutes, I hopped over to her legs. I started at her ankles and worked my way up. From my vantage point I could see under the towel. Her sex was getting wetter by the minute. With her head turned away from me I shed my underwear and was left in the nude.

I stroked her inner thighs. She twitched a bit. Her energy levels and arousal were peaking. If I hadn't been using my powers to give her energy, most likely Sarah would have fallen asleep from being so relaxed. After 10 minutes of working the stiffness out of her legs and thighs, she noticed her arousal and gave a smirk. She knew exactly what was going on. My ministrations were coming to a crescendo.

"Let's flip over." She did as I instructed. I got a full view of a perfectly sculpted feminine torso. Toned, fit, and ready for action, Sarah was a goddess getting the attention she deserved. I put the towel back over her crotch.

"So Sarah, how do you feel?" I started stroking her shoulders down to the top of her breast.

"Great thanks. But I have a lot of tension in my obliques still. Make sure you take extra care of them." 

"Of course." I shifted to reach her abdomen. She noticed my nakedness and gasped. She also started salivating a little with a hungry look.

Sarah was entranced. Though my massage was quite relaxing, the energy I was channeling to her was making her a little restless. In between my strokes and presses, she fidgeted and looked up and down my nude form. I smiled down at her as I stroked her obliques.

"There, your obliques shouldn't give you any more trouble. So how's the soreness?"

"Much better, but I'm feeling a tense down here." She pointed to her crotch. "Do you have anything for that." She lifted her waist slightly, stuck her hips out a little, and gave it a wiggle.

"I just might." I pulled the towel off her crotch. I took her by the hips and pulled her toward me. With her legs hanging off the table, I pulled her thong to the side, and spread her glistening petals with my fingers.

She cooed with encouragement. I put the head of my cock at her entrance and slowly pushed in.

"Sarah remember to breath deep." While still inside her, I put her legs on top of my shoulders. I started thrusting.

Sarah just closed her eyes and gave a content smile. She felt wonderful around my cock. Her tight and toned walls around my cock contrasted and almost contradicted their softness. Even though she was in a relaxed state, her cunt involuntarily would squeeze me. Five minutes after long, hard thrusts Sarah started letting out her moans. I started stroking my hands along her hips and thighs. Having my hands all over her toned, taut muscles was driving me more and more wild. I quickened my pace.

Sarah responded to my quickened pace with more moans and tensing up in pleasure. With all the energy I gave her, she built up quickly. It a quick crescendo, Sarah used up almost all of the energy for an orgasm that rocked her whole body. She squeezed my cock and tensed up as her hips arched up in the released. I decided to let my control go and came with her. After our mutual release I pulled out of her and stood up off the massage table while Sarah relaxed on her back.

"So Sarah, is the tenseness gone?"

"Oh yes, thanks." Sarah closed her eyes and gave a dreamy smile. I heard a squishing noise. My cum had leaked out of her cunt.

"I'm happy to be of service. Why don't you relax for a bit then we can wash up."

"Mm-hmm." Sarah put her head into the pillow and seemed to nod off.

I made my way into the bathroom. I thought of another surprise for Sarah. I used my powers to change my bathroom into a more novel place to wash. I concentrated and the room transformed from a luxurious bathroom into something much more wild. Where there was tile, out sprouted lush, soft vegetation. Where there was a bathtub and shower turned into a pristine, natural hot spring; the water was crystal clear and steam was visible from the surface. Where there were walls, cabinets and sinks, now sprawl what seemed to be a large jungle with the sun shining overhead.

I called out to the gorgeous woman in my makeshift massage parlour. "Sarah, the bath is drawn. Join me.

I heard her voice. "Coming sweetie."

She opened the door to the bathroom. She was still enjoying my cum sloshing around inside her as she walked in with her eyes closed, still smiling wide. She was lightly stroking along her crotch as she strode in.

"God, I love the feelings I get after sex with you. Ooo. What is that body wash scent? It has a wonderful natural spring aroma to it."

I smirked at that. She hadn't noticed the smell was coming from the surroundings. She pushed the door closed behind her. At that moment, She opened her eyes and realized this wasn't quite the master bathroom. As the door closed behind her I used my powers to hide it. It now appeared as if we were in a wilderness with no evidence it had ever been touched by humans.

I was standing there near the hot spring in front of her, still in my naked glory. I was glistening with sweat with disheveled hair. I held out my hand and motioned for Sarah to come toward the hot spring.

"Let me wash you Sarah."

Sarah was like a kid getting a present. She lit up and glided toward me. I held out my hand and she took it. I stepped into the water and led her into it with me. We walked hand in hand to the center of the pool of hot water. Sarah let out a sigh as she felt the warmth of the water pervade her.

We stopped in the middle of the pool with the water coming up just short of Sarah's pert breasts. I put my hand behind her head and pulled her in. She leaned in and braced herself against my chest. I pulled her head to one side and started planting kisses along her exposed neck. Sarah mewled as she went deeper into relaxed contentment.

I whispered in her ear "Ready?"

"You bet." She whispered back.

I turned her so I was on her left flank. I started rubbing along her arm and shoulder. I had no need for soap. I just used my powers to clean. At the same time, I got rid of any further tension I could sense in the muscle. I started to shift so I was facing her back. I rubbed up and down from the shoulder to her hips going down her sides. I found my way to her right flank and continued my cleaning. Sarah had her eyes closed throughout. Her breathing was quickening as I worked her muscles.

Once I finished her right arm, I hugged her from behind. She pressed herself back into my embrace. I started massaging her front. All along her taut abdomen and her soft cleavage, I worked my hands into her flesh. Sarah seemed to melt at the stimulation. I kept up 'cleaning' her torso for a good 10 minutes. I pulled her toward the edge to a large, smooth rock. I pulled her up out of the water and sat her down on the rock so her legs were still hanging off submerged in the pool. Sarah quickly shot a confused look to me but it quickly evaporated into a look of wanton pleasure as I started stroking along her legs.

Only a minute after stoking her legs and thighs I proclaimed, "Still one place we need to clean."

Sarah looked at me expectantly. I gave a very naughty grin. Suddenly I ceased my stroking, and grabbed her by the hips. While she was still seated on that rock, I started doing wonderful things to her with my mouth. I kissed and licked all along her inner thighs and crotch. Sarah gasped and leaned her head back. She grabbed the back of my head, pushing me to go harder.

For a good 10 minutes I savored her. I tasted her sweet juices mixed with a little of my leftovers. Sarah was moaning and writhing while my mouth worked on her clit. In a quick instant, Sarah came, gushing more love juices. After her sharp climax, I blew gently on her crotch.

After Sarah came down she had enough energy to crack a joke. "You forgot to wash behind the ears."

I grinned. "Well I'll have to fix that."

I pulled Sarah back into the pool by her hips. I took her once again from behind grabbing her hip and shoulder. I proceeded to kiss along her upper neck behind her ears. Sarah moaned a little while giggling.

"There. All clean." I joked.

"Thanks." Sarah closed her eyes and relaxed in my arms.

While her eyes were closed, I willed to room back to its original state. We ended up sitting in the bathtub filled with hot water.

"Okay Sarah. Let's get dried off."

Sarah looked up from the pool and was confused to see the master bathroom and not the wilderness she was just in. I got out of the bathtub. I grabbed two towels off the rack and started drying myself with one. I walked over to Sarah and gave her a hand out of the tub. She just smiled nodding her head. She took my hand and stepped out of the water. I wrapped her in the other towel. She mimicked my actions and dried herself off.

"So the stiffness gone?" I asked

"Oh there's definitely some stiffness." Sarah stepped up to me and stroked my still hard cock.

"I meant with you."

Sarah gave a cute giggle, "Just teasing. But no, the tenseness is gone. All better thanks."

We stepped out of the bathroom into the master bedroom to find it had reverted to its original state. The clock on the night stand said it was only a little past 11am.

"So Sarah want some eggs?"

"You bet. I'm gonna get changed."

Sarah took the towel and started massaging her scalp with it. We were rather casual around the house so Sarah just sauntered out, essentially naked, to her room to get changed.

Right as Sarah left I heard a feminine gasp. I extended my senses out and learned that it was Helen who gasped at seeing a naked Sarah walk past her open door. I just smiled. Well almost everyone was rather casual. I'm sure if Kristen were around to see Sarah in the nude she'd give a wolf whistle to approve.

I returned my thoughts to drying and clothing myself, then getting ready to make brunch. As I was changing Dana walked into the master bedroom with her luggage. She had an accusatory grin on her face.

"Hey babe. You're home early. I thought you weren't gonna get here until late afternoon."

"I decided to book an earlier flight. So I said hello to Sarah as I walked in." Her grin grew wider.

I gave a naughty grin back. "And how is she this fine morning?"

"Oh she looks quite well. As a matter of fact, she said you gave her a massage."

"As a matter I fact, I did. She said she had a lot of tension to work out." I turned coy.

Dana started speaking in a child-like voice. "Don't I get a massage?"

She looked so cute when she acted like this. We both started laughing and she ran over to give me a hug. I took her in my arms and started kissing her neck. After a moment we settled down.

"Of course you get one. How about later tonight."

"It's a date."

We let go of each other and I finished changing. "So babe, you want some grub? I was about to make Sarah some eggs."

"That's sounds great."

"Ready in 20." I made my way out of the room to the kitchen, leaving Dana to change and unpack.

With my t-shirt and sweats back on, I entered the kitchen to peruse the contents of our refrigerator. Because of Tori, our fridge was always well stocked on all kinds of culinary delights. I spied eggs and sliced black forest ham on one shelf, artichoke hearts and good sharp cheddar on another. In the vegetable drawer we had onions, an assortment of peppers, jalapeños, and some wonderful heirloom tomatoes. I pulled a cornucopia of ingredients and started making the first thing that came to mind: omelets.

Now as a being with immense powers over reality, I could have just willed all the food into existence. I don't find that as fun. Living with the vast amount of power I have, I'll tell you something; you begin to miss the payoff of putting in the time and effort, plus the novelty of food appearing out of nowhere loses it luster after the first few times. There is something to be said of doing something by hand. So I set forth literally cracking a few eggs. I found some butter in the fridge and started sautéing some onions and peppers on the stove.

Soon the wonderful smells of my labor pervaded the kitchen. Shortly after Sarah came in wearing a grey sweater and matching sweatpants. She still looked sexy.

"So Sarah, egg whites only?"

"Of course. Hold the cheese and whole wheat toast."

"Coming right up." I got the bread from the pantry and plopped two pieces of whole wheat into the toaster.

As my vegetables cooked, I added the egg whites and let it sizzle. After a few minutes I flipped the egg mixture and cooked it further. After I was satisfied that the omelet was finished I put it on a plate with the wheat toast. My nerdiness popped up as I thought to myself this was more of a scrabble since I wasn't flipping it over on itself like an omelet. My thoughts were interrupted by Dana coming in.

"Hi Dana." Sarah stood up to hug Dana.

"Hi Sarah." Dana hugged her back.

"How was your trip?" Sarah sat back down.

"Oh it was nice. Tiring though. New shampoo? Smells fantastic."

Sarah turned to look at me and smiled, "Something like that yeah."

The two women chatted as I played on the stove starting work on Dana's omelet. I quickly put a kettle of water to make some black tea. 

"Thanks. So Dana what would you like in your scramble?"

"Ham and peppers with extra cheese."

"Coming right up."

About five minutes in to their conversation, the kettle started whistling. I poured both ladies a cup of some nice black tea and set a cup of sugar on the table. One minute later, Dana's omelet had finished and I served it to her at the dining table.

"Ever the kind host." Dana complimented me.

It was as I set her omelet on the table that, Irina and Kristen walked into the kitchen. Both looked they had just woken up as both had disheveled hair while still wearing their pajamas. Irina was giving a massive yawn.

"Morning you two. Care for breakfast?"

Irina finished her yawn and replied, "Oh that would be lovely. Vegetables only, no cheese."

Kristen grunted. She then just rubbed her face to shake off the grogginess. In a rather hoarse voice she said, "Whatever you got."

"Coming right up."

I went back and tinkered on the stove to fill their orders. All the girls sat around the table conversing with each other. As they did so I made a quick stop by the table to leave a large pot of hot water and black tea for the new comers. It was a friendly environment. I stopped to look at the scene for a moment. It warmed my heart to see the group of friends interacting. I delighted in how comfortable everyone was with each other, almost as if we were family.




I Am a Sex God Ch. 05



I went back to the stove and continued preparing brunch. As I did so my mind wandered back to the scene of all of the girls talking. Sarah was always so energetic and bubbly. She always brightened up other's mood just by being so positive. Irina was a presence that demanded respect, with her strong willed personality and eclectic life experiences. Kristen was a contrast between her soft feminine features and her tomboyish and sometimes crude personality. And of course there's Dana. So many memories, so much love.

I finished the scrambles and went over to the table with the two plates. I placed each in front of the proper recipient. I took a cup from the cupboard and filled my cup with hot water and a black tea bag. I took the seat next to Dana.

I let the others converse amongst themselves and just enjoyed listening. I shifted my gaze watching Irina, Dana, and Sarah converse on random topics while Kristen was just lazily munching on her eggs, still trying to fully waking up.

I was brought out of my pondering by Sarah leaving. "Hey thanks for this morning sweetie." She put her empty plate in the sink.

"Any time." I called out as she walked away.

"What happened this morning?" Irina interest was piqued at Sarah's less than innocent tone.

"Oh just a massage. Sarah had some tension to work out."

"Can I get a massage?" Irina perked up.

I just smiled. "Rain check. Dana gets one before you."

"I'll hold you to it." Irina smirked. Dana smirked as well. Kristen just grunted.

The girls continued munching away and talking. I finished my tea.

"So Dana, once you're finished up and we can play. I'm going to the bedroom to get ready."

"Thanks babe."

I made my way to the master bedroom. I created the same atmosphere I had for Sarah. 10 minutes later Dana came in through the door. She stopped and stared in wonder at the transformation.

"Baby, what's all this?" Dana looked like a kid in a candy store. Her child-like wonder never ceased to make me smile.

"Just something to set the mood." I waved my hand and Dana's clothes vanished, replaced with a bathrobe. She gave a naughty grin.

"Take off your robe and lay down then we'll begin." 



I Am a Sex God Ch. 06



Hello readers. You don't need to read previous chapters but it will be helpful in understanding some of the dynamics. The most basic thing you need to know is that the main character is a Sex God in a literal sense. He has the actual power of a deity to alter reality to his will and is quite adept at anything sexually related. 

Thank you for the support and the feedback.

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I was aware of my surroundings as I began to awaken from peaceful slumber. Even though my powers afforded me the option of not having to sleep ever, I still enjoyed the activity, or rather you could call it the lack of activity, especially when joined by a partner or two. After a moment, I became totally alert to the dim bedroom; looking out the window I saw the sun just starting to peek over the horizon. It looked like it was going to be a beautiful morning. I looked at the two wonderful vixens affixed to my body on both sides.

On my left a slumbering Dana in her red night gown; she looked so peaceful even though she was snoring slightly. I looked over to my right to find a nude Sasha. I looked at her admiring the view; even naked in slumber she looked like a composed woman. I turned my head and looked over to the clock: 6:17am.

I closed my eyes a little and concentrated my power. I woke both of my women out of their slumber. We never needed an alarm clock. Being an actual god had its perks. With my greater awareness and tireless senses, I never accidentally overslept.

"Time to wake up ladies." I stroked a shoulder with both my hands. Sasha got up slowly, smiling as she awoke.

"Thank you darling." Her Russian accent a pleasant beginning to my mornings.

"5 more minutes honey." Dana grumbled as she shifted off of me and splayed herself face down on the pillows.

I gave a light chuckle. "Okay sweetie." I move her tangled mane and kissed her neck.

Sasha and I made our way to get ready to tackle the Wednesday ahead of us. Sasha got in the shower as I just started getting dressed. Another perk of being a god, I don't need to take showers to stay clean, though showers with others are still a favorite diversion. As Sasha finished in the shower 10 minutes later, Dana finally made her way out of bed. Sasha started dressing while Dana shuffled into the bathroom. I made my way to the kitchen.

As I walked into the kitchen, I pondered what I would have for breakfast. I noticed a spread on the counter with a handwritten note. Although a name was not on the note I recognized the handwriting as Tori's:

"Hi honey. Made you something before I left for the morning shift. XOXO"

I looked at the spread on the table. Tori had made crepes with many different fillings including all sorts of fresh fruits, cream, drawn butter along with some hard boiled eggs, and grilled ham. Off to the side of the counter there was already a pot of coffee brewed. I took a deep inhale of the coffee and identified it as a premium Guatemalan blend. I smiled. I definitely had to thank Tori the next time I saw her.

I dug into the gourmet feast. Not long after I started munching, Helen joined me, dressed in scrubs with her hospital identification, ready to go to work. She methodically went into a cupboard and pulled out a packet of granola and a carton of juice from the fridge.

"Good morning Helen."

"Morning." She looked at me with a slight blush. She walked to take a seat at the dining table.

"Did Kyle come home last night?" I made conversation

"Oh he got caught up in the lab. He probably slept on the floor again."

"Well only another semester and he can leave that life behind him."

"Hopefully." Helen's expression turned a little more serious. "While I have you here, I would kindly ask that you keep the noise down while others are trying to sleep."

I gave a grin at Helen. I had been a little wild with Irina before going to bed. She shifted a bit at my lecherous gaze. I politely responded.

"I apologize. I'll be more discrete in the future."

Helen wasn't sure what to do with that. She seemed to take issue that clearly I had been proud of the amount of noise produced, though my politeness seemed to disarm her somewhat.

"I appreciate it." Helen just went back to eating her breakfast.

With that, Sasha came into the kitchen dressed in a grey business suit. She looked ready to conquer the world.

"What's all this?" Sasha saw the treats left by Tori.

"Something Tori made. Have some." I motioned to the spread.

Sasha helped herself to the food laid out and sat at the table. When she took a bite, she took a moment as if to ponder. After a few moments she nodded her head in approval. We spent a few minutes quietly eating when Dana appeared. She was similarly dressed as Sasha, in formal business attire wearing heels. She still looked a bit groggy.

"Coffee's ready sweetie." I pointed to the coffee pot. Dana perked up at the mere mention of caffeine. She made her way to the cupboard to grab a mug and poured a glass. As she did this Helen had finished and was on her way out.

"Have a good day Helen." Dana said as Helen made her exit.

"Thanks. You too." She responded.

Dana took a seat at the table. She gave her coffee a big splash of cream and sipped her coffee; she gave a content sigh. "This is great coffee."

"You can thank Tori. She made it before she left."

"She's come a long way." Dana smiled warmly as she continued sipping. As she enjoyed the coffee she noticed the spread. "Oooo! Crepes! Gimme some."

Sasha and I smiled. We loved the occasional childishness from Dana. I took a few more bites of my crepe with diced sweetened strawberries, sliced banana, and cream. As I savored the taste I reflected on Tori; Dana was right that she had come a long way and I was proud of her. I got up to excuse myself.

"Excuse me ladies. I have a bus to catch."

"Have a good day at work honey." Dana said with her mouth partially full.

"Thanks sweetie. You too."

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So I found myself, at work. In between making a power point presentation and wading through an endless pile of paperwork, I also had a bunch of applications to my department pending for my approval. HR wanted me to select any qualified candidates they could potentially hire. After thumbing through a few, none looked like particularly appealing candidates. I must have lost track of time; as I finished looking through resumes, I found it was almost 3pm.

I was pleasantly surprised as there were only 2 more hours of work, but was slightly disappointed I worked through lunch. Like sleeping, I don't need to eat or drink but hey I enjoy a good meal. I received another surprise shortly after at 4:15pm. Dana called.

"Hey babe. What's up?" I answered into the phone.

"Hi honey. I was wondering could you pick up something on your way home? I'm having a get together with a bunch of my girlfriends."

"What kind of get together?" I had a not-so-innocent tone when I asked.

I heard a wilt of laughter over the phone, "Oh nothing like that baby. A friend of mine wants to show off her new home. Apparently quite luxurious. She'll be making us dinner and showing off her place. I wanted to get a house warming gift possibly to go with dinner."

"Oh okay. This wouldn't happen to be your snooty lawyer friend would it?"

"Oh don't be mean baby. Kara just has expensive tastes."

"I'll pick up a good wine."

"Thanks honey, you're the best."

"Love you sweetie. Bye." I ended the call.

I resumed my working. 5pm came quickly. The surprises for the day were only beginning.

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There was a quaint wine shop by the building I worked in. What I also like about it was that there was also a really good outdoor market near there. After picking out an Italian wine that caught my eye as well as a Riesling (just because it looked like a fantastic wine), I decided to pick up a few things at the outdoor market because everything looked so wonderful. While walking around I took in all the fantastic produce on hand and the bustling of people clamoring for the best on offer. I picked out some wonderful Kale, heirloom tomatoes, and some very fragrant carrots that caught my attention, and many various other comestibles that just screamed 'eat me'. Right around the time I got a wonderful box of strawberries, another surprise of the day appeared. I noticed a young woman at a stall inspecting bunches of broccoli. This woman looked so familiar; I just knew I had seen her before. 

I scrutinized her appearance to jar the memory. She was slim, with curly dirty blonde hair to her shoulders and had light brown eyes. Her face was soft framed by a cute nose and accentuated by rosy lips. She has a slime build and was wearing jeans with a white t-shirt and tan jacket. Her small handbag on her shoulder was a girly pink. Pink...

Then it dawned on me: Jaime. It all came flooding back and I began to give a Cheshire grin. Of course, how could I forget Jaime. A few weeks ago my lovely girlfriend Dana had seduced two young, nubile beauties (what a player); Jaime was one of them. The more impressive part of that story is that Jaime and the other woman Alexandra were not lesbians, yet Dana had managed to take them both to bed at the same time and pleasure them silly. The color pink reminded me of Jaime as it was Jaime's favorite color; I remember fondly when I used my powers to dress her in a pink nightie and matching pink silk thong when she lay passed out after Dana's attentions. She looked so sweet napping in it. 

Just out of curiosity I peeked inside her head. It was in fact Jaime. She had a bunch of mundane tasks swimming in her head at the moment. I could also sense lingering desire for Dana as well as her natural inclination toward men. I was intrigued to learn she was wearing the same silk thong I created for and a bra that nearly matched. I had to say hello. I walked over to her while she was still preoccupied with the produce.

"Jaime, right?" I asked in a friendly tone.

She stopped looking at the green bunches and looked at who had called her name. Her eyes settled on me. As she looked at me, she looked confused but intrigued; she did not recognize the handsome stranger. I saw her confusion and guessed she didn't recognize me. Though she didn't recall me, she looked up and down trying to hide her approval. She liked what she saw. She gave me a smile.

"Yes I'm Jaime. Can I help you?"

"Oh no, Just saying hello."

"Well hello then. I'm sorry I don't really recall meeting you before."

"I'm not surprised you don't remember me." The corner of my lip curled into a joking smile.

She tilted her head and smiled a little as if waiting for the punch line. "And why exactly is that?"

My grin turned a little naughty. "Because you were too distracted by Dana at the time."

Jaime brought a hand to her mouth and gasped. She stood there in a silent pause. With my sixth sense for all things sexual, I felt her arousal spike with the memories that came flooding back at the mention of Dana. Her cheeks became a little flush as she recalled vividly such a kinky, unique, and memorable experience. In fact she had often thought of arranging another meeting with Dana. I continued.

"If you're having trouble remembering me, think back to the end when you fell asleep. Do you remember glancing at the older woman at the table?"

Jaime got redder. She did recall the other woman Dana introduced, Sasha she thought her name was. They were introduced briefly and then the next thing after that the clothes came off. She was so turned on at the time. Never before had she even considered that with another woman let alone two other women. The more she thought about it afterwards the more surreal the experienced seemed. She never thought she could have a lesbian threesome with a fourth woman watching. After the whirlwind love making she did remember glancing over to Sasha and thought she was hallucinating because she caught a glimpse of a tall, handsome man giving Sasha unbridled pleasure. That was her last memory before passing out. Now that this stranger brought it up, he did look familiar. No it couldn't be the same man.

"I vaguely remember." She sounded very unsure of herself at the moment. "Are you..." She hesitated and lowered her voice as if keeping a secret, "Are you Dana's boyfriend?"

I lowered my voice to a whisper, "Yes."

Jaime had spoken with Dana since their fated night together. She was a great listener and enjoyed Dana's verbal company. She had mentioned her male lover. She always wondered what kind of man could satisfy a woman like Dana. The answer, now that she was speaking with him in person, left her overwhelmed a little. From the moment she laid eyes on him she found him attractive. She could not understand why but she instinctively knew she wanted him. She did not speak for a full minute as I smiled at her.

I broke the silence, "So Jaime, do you like the pink nightie and underwear that I picked out?"

Jaime impulsively raised her voice, "That's was you?!" Her slight outburst garnered a few strange looks.

I could feel her arousal growing. She loved that nightie and the underwear was the most comfortable she had. Not to mention she also happened to be wearing the aforementioned undergarment at the moment. She thought Dana had gotten them for her as a parting gift. She never bothered to question Dana about it the following morning because of all the other thoughts of pleasure she had. Now that she thought about it, she remembered thinking she wanted what Sasha had since she loved being with a man, and that man she thought she saw looked like he knew how to bring a woman to ecstasy (if Sasha's screams were any indication). She hadn't gotten any from a man since she dumped her last creep of a boyfriend over 4 months ago. This man was stirring feelings in her. They felt almost like a craving that needed to be satisfied. 

While Jaime was lost in her thoughts I asked casually, "What are you doing for dinner?"

Her mind had trouble processing the question. "I...uhh, was gonna make dinner at home."

"Would you like some company?"

I could sense the swirl of feelings and desires; on the one hand she would love my company, on the other she had a lot of embarrassment and doubt of inviting a man she desired to her home so quickly, especially with her last relationship ending in disaster. Not only that, she realized that she wasn't a very good cook. What if he ends up being the man of my dreams and I scare him away with my terrible stir-fry? She was quite flustered. Using my powers I put her more at ease and pushed aside her silly doubts. Once the turmoil of emotions and thoughts subsided, she clearly felt her desire. Though the embarrassment remained, she threw caution to the wind.

"Sure. You can meet me at my apartment say around 6:00pm." She told me the address and apartment number. After Jaime did so, she momentarily was shocked at herself. She couldn't believe she openly invited someone to her apartment like that. The novelty of the situation and her own boldness got her a little more excited.

"Sounds great. You know, let me help with dinner. I have all this great produce. We can enjoy it together."

Jaime just nodded and in a soft voice said "okay"

"Great, see you at 6."

"Sounds great." She could not believe she was actually going through with this.

With that, I walked away. I walked out of sight with my purchases, with a feeling of excitement. Since I was anxious to get this party started, I quickly made the short trip back to my workplace, almost jogging. I made sure no one was watching while I stepped into the first floor bathroom with groceries. Didn't feel like explaining that. With no one present in the bathroom, I used my powers to teleport home rather than wait for the bus. I found myself in the master bedroom of the house. I looked over to see Dana dressing. She appeared to be in the process of putting on her outfit. She only had on her dress shirt that was unbuttoned and her red lingerie. Her skirt and jacket were laid out nicely on the bed. I quietly put down the groceries and crept up on my sexy beauty. Dana was in the process of buttoning up her dress shirt when I snaked a hand around her waist and used the other hand to push her face to meet my lips.

"Surprise!" I whispered as I pulled her into me and kissed her right on the lips. She gave a muffled squeal of surprise and confusion. It quickly morphed into a low moan of pleasure as she put her hand behind my head and pulled me deeper in the kiss. I broke the kiss to meet her loving gaze.

"You're home early. Didn't feel like taking the bus?"

"No. I had an interesting encounter and possibly a long night ahead of me."

"Ooo. Do tell. But first what did you get me?" Dana was facing me as she momentarily halted putting on her clothes for the evening. Her dress shirt was open exposing her perfectly sculpted belly and provocative red underwear. A lesser man would break down to grovel at the beauty in front of me. I went to the table, grabbed a bottle, and held it out turned so the label was visible.

"I got you a bottle of 2011 Inama Soave Classico. Aromatic and crisp, it's like Chablis but dryer. It goes well with seafood dishes, which I recall Kara had a fondness for." I walked over and placed the bottle on the small table in the corner of the room.

"Good memory. She said she was serving halibut. Surprised you called her by her name and not 'snooty lawyer friend'. Thanks baby." Dana continued dressing. "So back to the juicy bit. Why teleport home so suddenly if not just to tease me?"

"It certainly is a wonderful side benefit." I blew Dana a kiss and grinned "More to the point you'll never guess who I ran into while getting the wine."

Dana grinned back and immediately retorted, "Well if I'm never going to guess stop being such a cocktease and just tell me."

I pulled a frown, "Spoilsport." We shared a laugh. "I ran into Jaime."

Dana paused for a moment. She suddenly recalled the name and gave her naughty grin that I loved so much. "And I suppose you arranged a get-together?"

"Perhaps." I said coyly. Dana knew that I had an evening with Jaime ahead of me.

Dana nodded her approval, "I'm a bit jealous. She is such a cutie."

"Maybe we can look forward to future meetings." I wiggled my eyebrows up and down

"I'd love that. Oh that reminds me. Alexandra wanted some more play time. Possibly with a man involved."

"Well I think we can arrange that. Have fun honey."

"You too sweetie. Thanks for the wine."

I made my exit from the bedroom and headed to the kitchen to collect the food items I would need. I brought the recently purchased groceries to the kitchen along with the Riesling. I did a quick check and realized I didn't have a protein to round out any dish we would be making. I peeked in the fridge to see nothing of interest. To save time I decided to teleport to the market and pick something up on the way. With that I was off.

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I found myself right at Jaime's apartment door at 5:58pm with a tote bag full of vegetables and a package of sliced ribeye. I gave a knock. Jaime opened the door hesitantly. She was smiling but acting rather shyly. I thought it was cute.

"Come in." She said softly.

I entered into her cozy apartment. As I strode to the kitchen to put down the tote bag, I made casual conversation. "So Jaime what have you been up to in the past few weeks?"

"Just been keeping busy at work. I've been meaning to take a vacation soon."

"We could all use a good break. So let's start on dinner. Hope you like beef."

"Love it."

I got right into it, going through her cupboard and pantry gathering the necessary items. Like a machine I found a suitable fry pan, spatula, cutting board, knife and various seasonings suitable for a stir fry. Based on her expression Jaime probably didn't remember having all these things. Jaime seemed fascinated as I did various tasks around the kitchen. I poured soy sauce, in a bowl with garlic, ginger, and a bit of sugar, black pepper and started mixing it with the beef.




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"Help me prep the vegetables." I found a vegetable peeler for her.

"What do you want me to do?" Jaime asked as if she were a child experiencing new things

"Here." I handed her the peeler. "Peel these carrots"

My attitude and confidence in the kitchen was infectious. Jaime couldn't help but enjoy herself even though she normally hated having to mill around the kitchen. As she peeled and I prepared other things, she lightened up and started talking about her day and herself. She was at ease in my presence for once. I told her about myself as I put the frying pan on the heat.

"Finished." Jaime proclaimed with the carrots in a bowl and the scraps already in the trash. "Now what?"

"Now we have to chop our vegetables." I turned to see Jaime hesitate. "Oh don't worry. I'll take care of it."

I put all the vegetables on the cutting board. In swift deliberate strokes, I cut multiple carrots into uniform pieces. Jaime was taken aback at the knife skills. I then proceeded to dice an onion. Jaime seemed mesmerized by the ease and precision in my technique. 

"Ready for stir fry." I proclaimed.

Jaime followed me like a kid, keeping her wide eyes on my movements. I had a cute thought.

"You're going to stir." I said as I come in front of the stove with a bowl of vegetables and marinated ribeye.

Jaime's expression sunk a little. "Oh no I couldn't."

Without warning, I took her hand and pulled her in front of me so she was directly in front of the heated fry pan. I grabbed a spatula out of a bowl of utensils and put the spatula in her hand. With the hot oil in the pan, I dumped all the ingredients in. While my torso was pressed against her back, I grabbed Jaime's wrist and guided it to the pan; I held the pan handle with the other hand. I guided her into strokes, shifting the contents of the pan. In low voice I encouraged her, "That's it."

She slowly took over and continued the stirring with less and less input from me. She had a wide-eyed look, staring incredulously at the pan while I continued my encouragement.

"Good. Long strokes. Don't stop. That's it."

I felt Jaime spike a bit in arousal. I think she may be reading a bit more into my words. That was fine with me.

"Don't let up. Go harder baby. Almost there." I took a plastic bottle of hoisin sauce I found earlier and positioned it near the pan. I decided to tease Jaime a little.

"Here it comes baby." At that I squeezed the bottle so a little jet of sauce splashed over the stir fry. She seemed to get very excited at the release. I put the bottle down and moved to slow her motions as if the stimulation was too much.

"You did great Jaime." I pulled the contents off the heat.

Jaime was blushing a bit. This was unlike any culinary experience as she wasn't sure if she should be turned on, hungry, or both. As she thought about the experience, she unconsciously rubbed her legs. While she pondered, I got out two glasses and popped the cork of the bottle of Riesling I had bought earlier. At the sound of the sudden pop, Jaime was brought out of her fantasies to see me pouring two glasses. I handed her one.

"Here. I picked this up at a wine shop downtown. It's a 2009 Brooks Riesling out of Oregon's Willamette Valley. Caught my eye ." I sipped from my glass. "It's a bit on the dry side. Hope you don't mind."

Jaime eyed the glass curiously. She took a tentative sip. Her eyes lit up and took another sip. She approved. As she savored the wine, I loaded two plates full of stir fry and made my way out of the kitchen.

"Let's have some stir fry." I led her to a small table in her living room, holding the two plates of food. She happily sipped her wine as she followed.

"Enjoy." I said as I dug in myself.

Jaime took a bite and gave an approving nod. "This is really good."

"Glad you like it." I took a forkful and chewed on it. I've made better but I am my own worst critic. I did not let own my doubts be known, lest I spoil Jaime's experience. It lifted my spirits to see her in such a happy mood munching on the beef while taking big sips of the wine. Before I knew it we finished off what seemed like a large portion of food each. Jaime had overcome most of her trepidation and asked for more wine.

"So Jaime how's your evening so far?" I poured her another glass.

"Going great. To be honest I did not expect dinner to go so well."

"What makes you say that?"

"I'm a lousy cook."

"You handled stirring very well." I smirked.

She blushed. She still wasn't quite sure of what to make of that experience. "Thanks." We continued with our casual sipping. Eventually I steered the conversation to more salacious topics.

"Jaime may I ask you a personal question?"

"I guess so."

"I'm just curious, since you're not attracted to women, why did you decide to have fun with Dana?"

Jaime became redder. It was a combination of the wine and the question. She thought back to the experience before answering, "She was so inspiring, so confident. When she spoke, she spoke with authority and grace. I guess you could say I was drawn to her." Jaime downed the remains of her glass and continued.

"And she knew exactly how to please. Honestly better than any man I've been with. From the moment we first touched, it felt incredible. Can I ask you a personal question now?"

"Of course. Anything"

"What does it take to satisfy Dana? She's told me about how you drive her wild, that you make her feel the way I felt about her?"

"It's complicated. It's a combination of experience and insight. Almost a power if you will."

"Yeah okay I can accept that. One other question."

"Of course."

"Why would you want to have dinner with me when you have Dana, not to mention that other woman Sasha?" some of the doubt was creeping back.

"Jaime you're a beautiful woman. You have just as much to offer as Dana or Sasha. You just need to realize it."

Jaime paused and looked at me with hope, "You really think so?"

"I know so. It's another power I have. Here let me show you." I pulled my chair next to hers. "Give me your hand."

She did so. I took her offered hand in mine. The contact was unnecessary but I thought a little show would help. I closed my eyes and I took a deep dive into her mind. I picked out details of her life and personality. She settled in my hand. She liked the contact and found it comforting. After a minute, I opened my eyes and told Jaime about herself.

"27 years old, your favorite color is pink, you're an intelligent woman. You're a daddy's girl and love strong men; you also enjoy exploring and experiencing new things. You love it when a man takes you from behind, and right now you're incredibly turned on."

Jaime stopped wide-eyed. I was correct on all counts and she was becoming even more excited. I stood up and settled close to Jaime. She looked up at my towering form from her seat. She could not believe what was happening.

I looked her right in her eye and in a low, even tone I asked, "And right now you are ready for some dessert."

She just stared. Without waiting for a reply, I pulled her out of the chair and started aggressively kissing down her neck and groping her all over. Her breath became heavy. Her arousal was growing rapidly. As I continued my groping and kissing, I tugged at her clothing, practically clawing at her garments to remove any barriers to our mutual pleasure. Off came the sweater, and I unzipped her jeans. As we locked lips, she met me part way on the kiss. She was craving this but a small part of her was putting up resistance. In the haze of her desire, I felt a sense of unworthiness, almost as if the part resisting didn't believe she was worthy to receive such gratification. She was down to her pink underwear.

I decided to silence this silly voice with dominance. I tore open her bra so her breasts dangled freely and then tore her panties clean off. She gasped in shock at my display of animal lust and her sudden nudity. I growled. She lost that part of herself that doubted. It was replaced with need; never before had she felt the urge to submit to her desire and submit herself to another. I pushed her down to her knees. In a swift motion I pulled down my pants to reveal my throbbing erection. Jaime was transfixed onto my cock as it was only a few inches from her face.

"Suck" I said simply.

Jaime didn't respond verbally. She just looked at my crotch in wonder. She never felt so turned on before even with Dana. Is this what Dana feels on a regular basis? While never breaking eye contact with my erection, she leaned in closer and closer. As she inched forward, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. She felt the need deep in her core as she wanted nothing more to taste this cock. She needed it in her mouth. I groaned as her slick tongue made contact.

It was everything she thought it could be. It was warm and firm with a salty sweet taste. It throbbed against her tongue as she slid it across the long shaft. With my moans encouraging her, she brought her hands up to steady herself and stroked my shaft in addition to eagerly wrapping her lips around the head. She always liked the idea of going down on a man and giving pleasure, but she hadn't considered that it could give her pleasure.

Jaime stopped to catch her breath. But she needed more. Jaime looked at my cock like it was her most prized possession. She grasped the shaft, closed her eyes, and started licking across the head. Her saliva dripped along down coat the shaft. She worked her way down licking the shaft. She loved every inch of cock she could get her tongue onto. Suddenly Jaime was overcome with a great need and took as much of my length as she could in her mouth. It was my turn to be surprised. This woman was truly something special. She took my cock in and out of her mouth. For what seemed like forever, Jaime alternated between licking, sucking, kissing, and stroking. As she gave in totally to the unexpected pleasure, bobbing her head up and down at a frantic pace, I pulled her mouth off the head of my cock. She slurped as she was still sucking without anything filling her mouth.

"I can't wait any more." I forcefully turned her over, pushing her on her hands and knees. She gave a groan as I handled her roughly, her chest and face being pushed down. With her face buried into the carpet and her ass up, I pushed my glistening rod into her equally glistening sex. Jaime moaned deeply at the penetration. I savored the moment as I bottomed out. Jaime loved being filled. I almost pulled out entirely and suddenly push all of my cock back in. Jaime gave what I could only describe as moan mixed with a scream. I grasped her hips and in the same manner as the first stroke, proceed to get a rhythm in my animalistic fucking. Jaime, on her hands and knees, moaned throughout my thrusts.

Over the course of thirty minutes, she came three times. Each time I didn't not let her come down; I just kept thrusting holding her small form. After the third orgasm she could no longer support herself. I decided that time was right and pulled out of her. I turned her over and held her cheek. Her mouth was slightly open and holding her cheek I guided my cock in her warm mouth. She instinctively started sucking. I blasted my sperm and was surprised to see her swallow it so enthusiastically. She couldn't get enough of the liquid. After my eruptions subsided, in her exhausted state, Jaime gently planted kisses on my cock. I picked her up off the ground and carried her to the bedroom.

I put her down gently on the bed and pulled her to me so were on our sides in a warm embrace. In the moonlit room, Jaime looked up at me with wonder and happiness. I smiled down at her and cradled her in my arms.

"You're beautiful." I said softly.

Jaime started to tear up at that. She buried her head into my chest and held onto me. I could feel her sniffles. I held her tighter. She lost herself in my arms. She had never felt this before. After five minutes she spoke, with a hitch in her voice.

"No guy has been this nice to me before."

I brought a hand to stroke her head, "It pains me to hear that."

"I've never felt so good before."

"It's what's you deserve."

Jaime enjoyed the embrace. For the first time with a lover, she felt safe, comfortable, fulfilled, and like a woman. She just enjoyed our closeness. Out of affection Jaime traced absently on my shoulders with her hands.

After a few minutes of just enjoying my touch, she shifted. She got a surprise as she felt a stiffness on her leg. She jerked her head down to make sure what she was feeling was accurate. What she saw matched what she felt.

"You're still hard?!" 

"Yes. You sound surprised."

"How is that possible? You came so much."

I chuckled. "I'm full of surprises."

"Okay." Jaime said in a faraway voice. She seemed lost in thought. She started trembling. She looked at me with what I would call trepidation. In a timid, almost frightened voice she asked, "Can I..."

She trailed off. I looked at her quizzically. "It's okay Jaime. Ask me anything."

She continued, "Please can I suck it?"

I chuckled. This woman was something special. "Of course you can. Why would you be nervous about asking?"

"I've always wanted to try to get a man off with my mouth. None of my past boyfriends would let me try."

"Their loss." I gently pushed myself up as not to disturb Jaime. I took some pillows and stacked them against the end of the bed, propped up by the wall. I leaned back on the pillows and spread my legs a little. My erection stood proudly up. Jaime eyed it longingly.

"As much as you want." I told her as I pet her head affectionately.

Jaime nestled in between my legs on her stomach and eyed the object of her desire. She grabbed my shaft with both hands and kissed the tip of my cock. She gasped a little as my cock twitched at the contact. She didn't stop her motions and lingered on her kiss and savored the sensations on her lips. At first Jaime was playful. She teased my member with her lips, just grazing along the shaft, and nipping the tip.

Jaime seemed to take no greater pleasure than giving oral pleasure to my shaft. She licked up and down, cradling the base of my cock with her fingers. Intermittently, she would pause and take a breather. She kept up her attentions for twenty minutes, getting more frantic as she continued. 

"That's it baby." I held her head to my cock.

Jaime moaned at my encouragement. Suddenly I felt Jaime spasm. I focused my senses and found that she had an orgasm, just from sucking my cock. I just loved this surprise of the day the most. After the ripples of her orgasm subsided she continued working my cock in her mouth at a fervent pace.

I lost myself to Jaime's desires and let loose in her mouth. She squealed in delight as she sucked trying to swallow all the liquid that ushered forth. Jaime couldn't believe it. She was riding high on the feeling of swallowing my cum. Though it was an intensely erotic act on its own, the cum of a being with my godly power is more than just your run-of-the-mill sperm. It imbues energy and contentment; if we have a stronger bond it makes you orgasm. Once the fountain stopped gushing, Jaime took a moment to gulp down what remained.

She gave a content sigh. I pulled her up to me. "You were great Jaime."

She looked at me with wonder. She had a dream fulfilled and it was more than she hoped it could be. Not only did she feel incredibly sexy, she felt alive, content. She fell into my arms. Without the rampant desire pushing her, she started to realize her fatigue. She slowly started drifting off.

"Can we do this again sometime?" Jaime asked as she snuggled against my chest slowly giving into a comfortable sleep.

"Of course. You're such a beautiful woman Jaime. This weekend would be good."

Jaime sighed "Hell yeah..." 

After that she let herself fall into unconsciousness. I held her for a long time enjoying the warmth and softness of her body. After a while I disengaged getting up off the bed. Using my powers I instantly got clean and cleaned any of the mess we made in the apartment. I looked at a clock and found it was just after 11pm.

I looked at my lover in my arms, naked on the bed. As a gift I again used my powers to get Jaime dressed. Since I ripped them off of her, I gave her the silk, pink underwear she loved, this time with a matching bra. I settled in spooning her. It was going to be another wonderful morning.

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The next morning after I said my goodbyes and arranged to meet on the weekend. In an interesting twist, Jaime wanted Dana to be there as well.

Using my powers, I teleported back home to the night before. I was back in my master bedroom naked, deciding to shed my clothes. Sasha was sound asleep. Dana was on the bed, awake, reading. The clock said 11:02pm. Dana noticed my entrance. She put down her book, got up from the bed and took me in a possessive hug. She kissed along my neck, grasping my head.

"Hey baby. How was it?" she asked in between kisses.

"Jaime has potential." I said as I stroked Dana's neck and grabbed her perfect ass.

"How much potential?"

"She'll be quite the woman. Maybe one day a goddess."

Dana had a look of pleasant surprise as she suddenly ceased her frantic kisses, "You don't mean..."

"I do. If she's willing, one day I'll take her for my own."

"Wow. I knew she was special. But I didn't realize it went that far. Tell me what you felt."

"She has a spark. She can be very responsive in addition to being very giving and eager to please. More than that she can accept new things and with a push in the right direction she'll be a positive force in the world."

"So why in time? Why not take her right now and make her one of your goddesses?"

"Because of her past. It's haunting her, holding her back."

"How so?" at this point Dana, continued her ministrations, albeit more lazily, and listened while I explained.

"All her wonderful qualities I mentioned, she is at the moment repressing their full potential. In her past relationships she has essentially been trained to hate herself. She does not truly believe she has the power within her to or the ability to overcome her perceive shortcomings."

"You can help her right? I would love having another partner as I'm sure Sasha would absolutely love having her around."

"In time it's certainly possible. But it's her choice and I would never push into something she doesn't want."

I went to bed and cuddled up with Dana. I scooped Sasha and she sighed in her sleep. As I settled, reflected upon the day. As both my goddesses lay with me, the doubts seemed to melt away.

I turned and tenderly kissed Dana on the lips. "It'll be alright. We have the luxury of time. By the way, Jaime wants to have lunch this Saturday with us."

Dana just grinned her naughty grin. With that we all drifted off together.



I Am a Sex God Ch. 07



Hello readers. You don't need to read previous chapters but it will be helpful in understanding some of the dynamics. The most basic thing you need to know is that the main character is a Sex God in a literal sense. He has the actual power to alter reality to his will and is quite adept at anything sexually related. 

Any feedback, comments, or constructive criticism would be welcome.

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6:32am

I was lying in bed entwined with two wonderful ladies. While outwardly I appeared asleep I was mostly conscious and aware. Being an actual God with the unlimited power of the universe flowing through me granted me the ability to never require sleep to sustain my physical body or mental state. I could still do it and from time to time I indulged myself in the activity, especially when I go into my lovers' dreams and have all manner of pleasures not possible in the waking world.

Today I had a lot to do and decided to fully 'wake up'. I opened my eyes and took in the master bedroom in the dawn, light slowly flooding my surroundings from the rising sun. I disengaged from my two lovers and smiled as they found their way into each others' arms without the benefit of consciousness. I went to the small table in the corner of the bedroom where my laptop was also in its slumber. I woke it to check the schedule I left in my calendar.

It's going to be a busy Saturday I thought to myself as a read the schedule:

7:30am-8:30am: Gym session. w/ Sarah

10:00am-11:30am: Sasha. Real estate viewing

12:30pm: Lunch with Jaime & Dana

2:00pm-3:00pm: Dimitri's exhibition

4:00pm-5:30pm: Weekend Shift Check-in

6:30pm-7:00pm: Irina 'Quality Time'

7:30pm: Kristen B-day dinner.

9:00pm: Kristen 'gift'

I pondered what to do until it was time to leave for the gym. I could get there in about half an hour with time to spare so I had roughly thirty minutes. I looked over at the two women on my bed. Sasha was fast asleep as was Dana. I sensed that Dana was dreaming. Well I found my diversion for the next half hour. I pulled a chair up to the side of the bed where Dana was and sat down. I focused myself into her dream.

In an instant, my environment had shifted; I found myself in a classroom. In it, there was a teacher, at her desk sternly watching a pupil, who was sitting at a student desk with the table attached to the seat. There were no others in this classroom but for the three of us. 

The student seemed to be struggling with an assignment settled in front of her as she was writing frantically, then in frustration erasing what she had wrote. I walked over to get a better look at what was going on. My motions went unnoticed by the teacher-student pair.

"Five more minutes young lady then you have to turn in whatever you have, finished or not." The teacher's tone seemed to admonish the student. 

At this warning, the student seemed to take on a more fearful expression and quickened her pace as if this assignment was a matter of life or death. I noticed several things at this moment: The student was dressed in her underwear and the student was actually Dana. I figured this was an anxiety dream or possibly a nightmare. I wasn't having that so I willed the teacher to disappear and I took her place.

Just because I could, I made my clothes vanish and stood gloriously naked and sported an impressive erection. I took on the role of teacher: "Well young lady I think that is enough time."

"No! I'm almost done. Just another minute." She scribbled as fast as she could. I had a fleeting rational thought that anything she wrote at this point would probably be illegible.

I walked over to the student desk where she was sitting; I pulled Dana out of her seat and locked her in my grasp. Without any preamble I started kissing her neck roughly simultaneously groping her ass. Dana gasped and moaned at the suddenness of the contact. Even in her dream, out of habit she melted into me returning my affection and my lust forgetting any thoughts of finishing the assignment. In the middle of our embrace, I reached down and unclasped Dana's cute, red bra that barely contained her sumptuous bounty. Her wonderful breasts plopped out for all to see. I stepped back briefly to see how Dana would react.

I licked my lips at the view of Dana's exposed belly and breasts. Her hair was disheveled and had a slight blush on her cheeks. Dana looked at me with hunger. Almost as quickly as I had pulled her out of the seat, in a quick motion, Dana ripped off her panties, tossed them aside and leaped out at me, leaving the garment in tatters on the floor. Once she got a hold of me she indiscriminately planted fervent kisses all over and rubbed me via her aforementioned sumptuous bounty. Gone was any rational thought (as rational as you can get in a dream anyway) and in its place were carnal desires and the need to satisfy herself.

It was my turn to moan as I let Dana work her magic with her tongue, hands, breasts, and any other body part she could. During her explorations she suddenly dropped to her knees and in a swift motion pulled on my cock and planted a kiss. I wasn't complaining so she immediately started licking at my half hard cock pointing at her lovely face. Over the years Dana learned to do incredible things and could get nearly anybody's rocks off; to say she was gifted with her mouth did not come anywhere close to articulating the skills and creativity she had. Her long, slick tongue swirled around my head. As she was swirling around my head her eyes gave me that sexy knowing look that got me every time. She took a moment to start flicking her tongue at the base of my cock and slowly teased her way up to the tip.

Without any warning she took all of my cock in her throat and mouth down to the hilt. I gasped as she started massaging the length with her throat and tongue. After a few up and down strokes, Dana released my fully hard shaft out of her mouth and started gingerly licking along the sides, down to the balls, while her hands caressed my legs up to my ass. I felt myself starting to release. At that moment Dana choose to release the length of my cock, instead planting light kisses on the tip. I groaned at the loss of her hot mouth fully wrapped around my cock and receded from the edge of climax. Dana, while she still had the tip in her mouth, gave me a self-satisfied grin. She knew exactly what she was doing; honestly though I loved the teasing as much as she does.

I look down at her with a mixture of lust and adoration, "Oh fuck baby you know how to turn me on."

While still looking at me, Dana steadied my cock with her hands, and with those beautiful, pouty and glossy lips, gave me a deep kiss on my little head. After the kiss she stood up and put her mouth to my ear; in a husky whisper she let me know, "I need it now."

She released my cock from her grip and it springs up pointing to the ceiling, pulsating and twitching with pleasure. She turns around to present herself to me grabbing the student desk; her wondrous bottom pointing at me, she smiles her naughty smile. I need no further encouragement as I step up to her and grasp her by the hips. As I hold her hips possessively, she wiggles her ass while gripping the desk to entice me further.

"Hurry baby." She exclaims in dire need.

In a swift motion, my cock penetrates her moist cunt. Dana moans and bends even more, her chest nearly pressing into the table; Dana in the initial throes of pleasure is something I never tire of. Still holding her hips I start thrusting and I drive in to Dana with force. With each stroke I grow more and more fervent, marveling as her tits sway back and forth brushing against the coldness of the desk. Both of us moan and grunt as we build. It was a quick rutting as we built up in a matter of minutes. In a simultaneous climax, Dana's spasming pussy matches my spasming cock. At this point Dana is fully bent over coming all over my cock as I spill my load into her. Before the orgasm ended I pulled her upright so her back was into me, pulled her head so our lips could meet, and planted a kiss on her lips. Long after our orgasms subsided we continued the lip lock as our combined juices leaked onto floor.

Right then I got a really freaky thought. I pulled her up so she's sitting on my shoulders with her twat right in front of my face. I latched on with my mouth and suck everything out. Dana for her part was speechless and didn't make a sound while I sucked her dry. To her it was so weird, to have a feeling of fullness suddenly and somewhat forcefully give way to a feeling of emptiness. Once I had all my sperm and a lot of her juices, I pulled her back into a French kiss. She moaned in happiness as she took all I could give her. Oddly enough, she felt full and satisfied again.

She licked her lips and said, "Mmm delicious. You are such a pervert sometimes."

Jokingly I replied, "Only sometimes?" We both laughed

"So I guess you won't have to finish that assignment" I joked as Dana swallowed the remnants of my spunk.

"Thanks for rescuing me. I didn't study any of my vocabulary.", she gave a cute grin

I chuckled, "Alright. Pleasant dreams."

In a disappointed voice Dana asked, "Leaving so soon?"

"I have an appointment with Sarah at the gym. She thinks she can outlast me this time."

"She doesn't have a chance." Dana said as-a-matter-of-fact-ly.

"Trying is what matters. So I hate to leave you hanging but here. Let me help you out with the pleasant dreams."

I held Dana close and in an instant our environment changed. We stood on a warm tropical beach with a comfortable sun overhead and a slight breeze. Next to us there was a beach umbrella with a lounge chair and table set up. Standing at attention at that table were two large, very muscular men in skimpy waiter outfits one holding towels, the other a fruity cocktail and exotic looking hors d'oeuvres. Dana smiled and took a seat on the lounge chair having donned a skimpy outfit herself.

"These gentlemen will see to your every desire. So have fun."

Dana eyed the waiters appreciatively. She took the drink offered and breathed a relaxed breath. "Thanks honey."

Moments later I found myself back in the waking world. I looked over at the clock: 7:02am. It was time I headed to the gym.

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7:36am

"So we're going to do a new circuit, repeating the circuit without rest until failure. As always first one to failure loses." Sarah explained.

"Got it. So what circuit have you cooked up this time?" I asked as I put on my workout gloves.

"So for one full circuit we're gonna do Hindu squats, into regular push-ups, into jack knifes, into no-weight lunges, into chin-ups. 10 reps for each exercise, no rest between exercises, and obviously no rest between circuits."

"All body weight exercises huh? Interesting strategy."

"Oh I'll win." Sarah was determined.

"Bring it on." 

We took positions face to face below a cable machine that had two chin up bars. When we got to chin ups in our circuit we would be within arm's reach. It was a mutual referee system where we would look at each others' forms and technique to make sure neither was cheating on any exercise. We looked at each other in the position to start the circuit.

"On 3." Sarah said. I just put my arms out waiting to start squats.

"1. 2. 3." Sarah counted off.

And we started our rounds. The first set went quickly. We locked eyes in competition as we squatted. We rolled right into push-ups where we plunging face first into the floor. We saw each other briefly as we came to push up to complete the exercise. And so it went for each transition we locked onto each other while straining to keep form on each rep. It was on the chin-ups Sarah started breaking into a sweat. I on the other hand due to having godly powers looked calm and full of energy.

"Starting to get tired?" Sarah was taunted me a little even though it was obvious I wasn't straining at all.

"Not any time soon."

Or never for that matter. Thanks to my godly powers, I could have continued indefinitely. In fact I have to admit something to you. Being an actual God, I don't need to work out at all to maintain physical strength or my appearance. I could literally sit on a couch for an entire year eating nothing but pastries and deep fried food nonstop and never gain any weight or lose any muscle mass. So you may ask why I would I ever step foot in the gym at all if it was not required. Many reasons actually. The gym is a great place to help me practice using my powers and maintain my sharpness with them. Also it's great just to be around other people and gives me time to think. Of course it is a great place to meet hot women.

Lastly there's Sarah. A few years back when I discovered the potential benefits of the gym and started attending regularly, I met Sarah. Due to my powers of infinite endurance and boundless strength, Sarah was infatuated with me. She has been employed here as a personal trainer/fitness instructor/diet coach since before I started coming here. One day I was using my powers to concentrate on a 150 kg (about 330 lbs) squat with perfect form. The hard part was convincing the people watching that I was strained by it.

By some odd coincidences, that was the first time I Sarah had actually seen me in the gym. She was intrigued by the mysterious stranger and introduced herself. As a means of introduction she exclaimed my form was off and offered a correction. Depending on who retells the story, I re-racked the barbell and challenged her to show me the perfect form with the same amount of weight. 

She challenged it's not the amount of weight but enduring. I claimed that I could easily outlast her. The onlookers were stunned. A small competition ensued. We did a circuit of exercises with the first one to failure loses. Sound familiar? Yes it's the exact same as what we are doing now. That first encounter I did the unthinkable and exhausted her without tiring myself and kept perfect form. She immediately became enamored with me.

And so it went over the course of a couple weeks, Sarah's infatuation grew as she saw me accomplish physical feat after feat. What she didn't know was that these physical feats were actually manifestations of my godly power. I'm not sure if it was my five-minute mile, my 300lbs deadlift, or doing the splits (most guys wince when I do it), but after those couple of weeks Sarah almost became obsessed with me. Her infatuation was at first about what great physical shape I was in but a small part that grew more pervasive was the part that wanted me to be the one to offer her relief. When I used my powers to delve into her mind I was a bit saddened at her love history. Due to her fitness level, Sarah had a hard time finding satisfaction, specifically no matter her partner, she would exhaust them and be left completely unsatisfied. She saw in me a possible means of relief.

Back to the current competition, Sarah and I were on the third circuit and still going strong. I could tell Sarah had been training to pull it off. Since the very first time I beat her, it had become a monthly tradition that we do this competition. Sarah has set a goal of winning at least once.

"Watch it Sarah, you're not going parallel on your squats." I corrected her form.

Sarah grunted as she was not happy with herself. It was the same reprimand she gave me when we first met, only I meant it. She was in fact performing technically flawed squats. The first sighs of fatigue were showing.

Around the tenth round I started to show some fatigue though it was not genuine. Sarah still had some fight in her but was visibly worse compared to me. She was panting and sweating straining to maintain form. Her breaths were ragged and she looked like she was fighting to maintain her pace.

By the thirtieth round, we were both sweating profusely and straining to maintain proper form. I had to give Sarah a lot of credit. Most mortals would have stopped after only 2 or 3 minutes of this physical self-torture but here she was still going after more than thirty minutes of continuous strain. It was on the thirty-second round that the contest was decided.

"C'mon Sarah, you need to go all the way up on the chin-up."

Sarah grunted trying to bring her chin up to the bar. She strained to pull her self up to complete the last chin-up. However, she had a lapse in concentration and slipped off the pull-up bar. She ended up crumpling to the floor, panting and sweating.

"That's it. I'm out" Sarah said with defeat in her voice.

I let go of the chin up bar and made my way to Sarah. I plucked her from the ground and propped her sitting up against my solid chest. I began to trace patterns across her bare back and sides. She gave a husky but tired moan.

"If it'll make you feel better I help wipe off in the shower." I whispered in her ear.

Despite her tiredness, Sarah lit up at the prospect of naked touching. "Actually yes that would make me feel better." 

I picked up her lithe body off the floor and carried her off to the staff showers. Sarah worked for a large gym and had the privilege of having showers for staff separate from the public showers that all the other gym patrons used. It allowed us to fool around.

We were naked and soapy in no time. My beautiful red haired Amazon leaned against me for support and to enjoy me scrubbing her body anywhere I could get my hands. She stroked my chest and abs at a slower pace as we kissed slowly under the hot spray of cleansing water.

When we first met and once Sarah had developed her obsession, the unthinkable happened and the even more unthinkable happened. Once Sarah had worked up the courage to broach the subject of sex, I couldn't resist indulging with her. In our first passionate encounter, we pushed the boundaries of physical sex. In so doing, the unthinkable (at least unthinkable for Sarah) happened as I gave Sarah the satisfaction she desperately sought; instead of no orgasms she was left with 4.

What was the even more unthinkable was to Sarah's point of view, I seemed unsatisfied afterward. Sarah was left exhausted, gasping for air totally spent while I acted as if I had just finished warming up. Feeling my erection and realizing the tables had turned, the look on Sarah's face right before she passed out from exhaustion was priceless. It was the perfect blend of shock, confusion, exhaustion, and lust.

With that she was hooked. I taught her how to feel pleasure and release her carnal desires; she can get her rocks off no problem. I also taught her the value of not taking sex so seriously all the time. Back in the present day we were together in the shower, leisurely washing each other; there was no competition, no stress of performing, no worries of not pleasing each other. There was only bliss as I slipped inside Sarah's tight depths and we enjoyed the hot water on our bodies pressed against the other. It was a nice simultaneous cool down to a strenuous work out and a nice warm up to steamy climax as I gave slow, deliberate thrusts helping Sarah relax under the warm spray. Only a few minutes and she had a light orgasm. Thanks to my powers, our coupling had re-energized Sarah rather than drain her of energy.

"Mmmm that feels good baby." Sarah closed her eyes and swooned. "Well as much as I'd like some more, I need to get back to work. I have to teach a 9 o'clock cardio class."

We finished up in the shower and toweled off, but not before a little more groping through the towel and some teasing by whipping with the towel. After drying off I got ready to go home to tackle the rest of the Saturday ahead of me and Sarah got ready to teach. Damn she looked so hot in her tight work out clothes.

"Oh, just a reminder that Kristen's birthday dinner starts at 7:30 tonight." I said as I was departing.

"Of course." Sarah sighed as she enjoyed the sensations still coursing through her, the fatigue of our rounds completely forgotten.




I Am a Sex God Ch. 07



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9:58am

I was back at home walking through the front door. As I made my way to the kitchen I found Sasha sitting down at the dining table, sipping some tea. She smiled as she saw me.

"Morning darling."

"Good morning." I walked up to her and lightly grasped the side of her head. I leaned in and gave her a teasing kiss good morning. As we parted she had her eyes closed and sighed in contentment.

"So what have you lined up for today?" I asked as I admired her radiant features.

It took a moment for Sasha to come back to reality, "One house, as well as an apartment complex that is already bought."

"Really? I thought apartments were too much work."

"Special case. I'll explain when we see the owner."

"Alright. Give me a bit to get ready."

Sasha nodded and continued with her tea, though looking much happier than before I had arrived. I made my way the master bathroom to freshen up as my clothes has some funk built up from the gym. Since I was on a schedule I just used my powers and willed the soiled clothing clean as if I never used them and folded into a dresser. As I stood naked I used my powers further to clean my body and give a nice 'freshly washed' scent as it had faded on my way back. That felt much better. Doing a quick inventory of my wardrobe, I used my powers one final time to instantly clothe myself in a white, collared polo shirt and dark slacks. I walked out of the bathroom and put on comfortable shoes.

In less than 90 seconds I was back in the kitchen ready to go.

"Ready?" I asked Sasha.

"Da." Sasha put her porcelain cup and dish in the sink and we made our way out.

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10:14 am

Sasha and I stepped out of her car to a small to a modest one story house. The house itself was rather plain-looking with a small drive way and a slightly unkempt front yard. There was an Open House sign planted in the yard.

"Not much to look at." I commented

"Look inside before you judge." Sasha started making her way to the front door.

It was a modest one story house painted a light tan. If you looked closely you could see signs of old age as paint was chipping and parts of the garage door were scratched. As we walked toward the front door we could see some rust in the handle. We stepped inside and stood in a living room area. Toward the back of the living room area was a sliding glass door to the backyard. To the right I saw the kitchen and small dining room. There was a hallway to our left. We ventured left.

Immediately as we walked down the hallway, we saw a bathroom on the left which was rather small and nothing much to speak of. We ventured further to find three bedrooms and another bathroom. I noted the rather scant closet space. We came back to the living room to check out the kitchen. Another small space but it had an interesting nook that seemed purposed for fixing drinks and snacks. We made our way back down the hallway to look at the back yard.

As we approached the back of the house we were able to see the small back yard. It was as messy as the front. Not the most inspiring of properties.

"So what do you think darling?" Sasha asked.

"Not great. Though it is in a nice neighborhood. What's the asking price?"

"125,000"

"Really? Seems a bit low for the neighborhood and the house doesn't seem to be in too bad a shape. What's the reason?"

"It's the structure. The electrical wiring was in very poor condition and the plumbing is not so great. Those are the problems that they know of. House has been on market for over a year."

I closed my eyes and did a quick 'scan' of the house, just checking every space. It was as Sasha said and then some. "The house definitely needs a lot of work. In addition to the plumbing and electrical, the AC is really outdated. Also I sense the roof is in need of repair." I informed Sasha of what I found.

"Really the roof? The realtor didn't say anything about it." Sasha replied

"Trust me. If it rained enough the whole house would become a shower."

"So what do you think?" Sasha asked.

"We should put up an offer. With all the problems we could probably knock the price down to 105,000 easily. Maybe even lower. This would be a great property to rent out once I fix it up and maybe put in another bathroom."

"And what will it cost to do all that?" Sasha said in joking tone

I just looked at her and smiled. Obviously she knew it wouldn't cost anything at all. I could fix the entire house with my powers and it wouldn't cost anything except a weekend of my time. We both shared a simultaneous grin. I know what you might think: 'unlimited control and power over the universe and all I do with it is cheap home improvement and getting laid'. You have to treasure the little things.

"Let's move on to the apartment you mentioned."

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10:42am

We pulled up to a 4 story, brick building. It seemed much older than the surrounding buildings. We pulled into a nearly vacant parking lot.

"So what is the story with the building?" I asked as we made our way inside the structure.

"I will let my friend, Adriana, tell the story. Come she is on the first floor." Sasha said nothing further and made her way methodically to a room on the first floor.

She knocked on a door very near the entrance. A few moments later the door was answered by a diminutive, older woman in drab clothing. She squinted looking at us and asked in a heavy accent I couldn't discern:

"Can I help you?"

"It's me, Adriana, It's Sasha."

Adriana gave pause. She took another glance at the woman she called a good friend for nearly 10 years. Adriana nearly had a heart attack as she recognized some of her old friend.

"Sasha!" She leaned over and gave her taller friend as strong a hug as a woman of her stature could. "After all this time how can you look younger?"

Sasha glanced in my direction sheepishly. "You're such a flatterer."

Once the pair broke up with the pleasantries, Adriana finally noticed me. She seemed to scrutinize me.

"Adriana, this is a good friend of mine." Sasha said

"Ah I see. Welcome then." Adriana took on a very cheerful demeanor. Any friend of Sasha was a friend of hers it seemed.

"Please come in. We need much discussion." she said in that thick accent. It took me a few moments to figure out what she meant.

Adriana was such a gracious host. In short order she served tea and little snacks. I was cheerful just being in her presence while she and Sasha were catching up. While they did so I did a scan of the building. I felt others and guessed it was an apartment building serving mostly younger people. It was in fairly good shape, no major defects or problems. Even so, Sasha was never one to manage one. In the past Sasha was a very good real estate agent eventually becoming a well off property owner. She always said that apartments were too much work for a small payoff. I wondered what made her change her stance in this situation. As I was pondering this, by coincidence, that very subject was brought up.

"So Adriana as much as I've enjoyed our time, I want to talk about the apartment. This is the one I told you about." Sasha put her hand over mine

Adriana dropped some of her cheer and took on a more serious facial expression. "I must thank you again Sasha for buying but I would be more comfortable with you in charge."

"You know how I feel about apartments. Besides, I know you'll like him. Go on, test him."

Adriana spoke with an authority that belied her stature, "I have managed this apartment for many years. I want to retire but before I do, I want to make sure I leave it in the proper hands. I trust Sasha to do it but no one else. So I must see you are capable."

"Well I have four years experience as a property manager, for similar sized apartments and if you need I have references of the landlords of the properties I managed." I said in a very professional tone.

Adriana got up from her chair and started walking to the front door. "Come. Follow."

We got up and followed Adriana as she walked out. As we stepped out of her apartment, she closed the door behind us. She lead us outside the building.

"Ms. Escobar always walks her dog Saturday mornings. Her dog is always loud when she returns and it bothers many residents. I need to give her a friendly reminder to keep her dog under control. She'll be back soon. This morning I want you to do it."

"Sure." I responded.

About five minutes later, as Adriana expected, a young woman with a large German Sheppard came strolling around the corner. The dog seemed almost as big as the owner. The dog was barking angrily at other pedestrians, while the owner had some trouble keeping her dog under control. They made their way to the front of the apartment. Adriana and Sasha stood aside so I could greet Ms. Escobar.

"Good morning. Ms. Escobar I presume?" I greeted the petite woman.

"Yes I am. And you are?" All throughout, her dog was growling and barking. Ms. Escobar had trouble hold her dog in check.

"I am the assistant manager. Adriana wanted me to say hello and to kindly remind you to keep the noise level down."

"I know. I know. But Roxy just has so much energy even after our walks and I guess she just doesn't like other people."

"Well all I ask is that you try. Maybe she just needs to play more." I stepped forward as if to pet Roxy. 

"I wouldn't do that. Roxy bites sometimes."

"It'll be okay."

As I approached, Roxy growled menacingly and seemed ready to attack me. As I got within arm's reach what came next surprised Ms. Escobar and Adriana. Roxy sensed my true nature and stopped barking, curling away as if trying to retreat. She was paralyzed as my hand drew near whimpering. Roxy sensed my overwhelming power but not my intention and was terrified of me. As I kneeled down to touch her and stroke her, she seemed to be relaxed. The others didn't know it but she was very pliant and obedient to me.

"Now Roxy you're going to be a good girl right?" Roxy looked at me and licked my face.

"Good girl."

"She's never done that. How did you do that?" Ms. Escobar was flabbergasted.

"Animals like me I guess. Thank you for your understanding."

A confused Ms. Escobar made her way inside with Roxy who never made a peep. As she did so Sasha and Adriana approached me.

Adrianna spoke, "I judge you on how you can handle people not the property."

"So do you approve?" Sasha asked

"Yes. You and I can discuss the arrangements next week."

"Thank you." I said to the petite woman.

"So Adriana, I'll call you later this week. Finalize the paperwork."

"Of course."

After an further exchange of pleasantries, we departed.

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11:33am

We were back home. I had only about 20 minutes to get ready before we had to leave to get to the restaurant. As Sasha and I made our way to the bedroom we saw Dana was still sound asleep splayed across the large bed, covers strewn around. She looked rather content.

"Is she really still asleep?" I asked disbelieving

"Looks that way darling." Sasha grinned.

"Well let me wake her up."

I sat on the bed next to her, lightly stroking her face. "C'mon sleepy head." No response. "Well time for a more forceful approach."

I put my index finger to her lips. Dana in her unconscious state gave tentative nips and licks. She liked what she found and started kissing. She really liked what she found then started full on sucking, taking my whole finger in her mouth and sucked with great intensity. After a minute Dana became frantic but still looked like she was sleeping. I began to pull my finger away and Dana greedily followed it to keep it in her mouth. I continued my retreat with Dana persistently keeping her mouth attached to my finger. Sasha was giggling at the sight but gave an understanding smile because she would have done the exact same if it were her in Dana's position. After I pulled enough away, Dana was in a sitting position with her torso up. With Dana being Dana, there was a quick build-up and she had a ferocious climax, the force of which woke her up. She opened her eyes fully, now lazily sucking my finger. 

She managed to mumble 'good morning' with my finger in her mouth, garbling her speech. I loved this woman.

"C'mon sweetie. We don't have a lot of time to get ready for lunch." I said as I pulled my finger out of her mouth and stroked her cheek.

"Okay." She said dreamily as she was still enjoying the sensations from her wake up call. I gave her tussled mane a quick kiss and she lazily went to bathroom to get ready for lunch.

"So Sasha, you sure you don't want to come along for lunch?"

"I'm sure. Thanks for offering."

"Alright then. See you for dinner."

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12:26pm

The restaurant was in a modest gray building with sparse decorations. It had only had a simple sign denoting its name and the specials menu posted right outside the door and that was it. As I entered it felt like a Japanese restaurant in the style of a Korean barbeque house where each table had a charcoal grill built into it. Dana and I walked in and got a table. There was a cute Asian hostess to greet us.

"Irashai-masen. Table for two?" She asked cheerfully.

"Three actually. We're waiting on another."

"Alright. Would you like to be seated now?"

"Yes please."

"Right this way." She led us to a nice booth in the back of the restaurant which was relatively secluded.

She laid down three menus on the table, "Your waitress will be right with you."

"Thank you." I said as she made her way back to the front.

Dana and I sat down and started looking through the menu. We saw some interesting appetizers and a decent selection of sushi in addition to the many items requiring cooking at the table grill. Once our waitress come we ordered drinks and started small talk.

"So tell me. How was Jaime at sucking cock?" Dana asked rather casually.

"Very nice. She lacks experience but she's very enthusiastic. It's so rare for me to find that in the wild rather than always having to train a woman to suck with that level of joy. How about you? Was she as oral happy with you as she was with me?"

Dana paused and thought back on her lesbian encounter with Jaime and another woman. "Not really. I think she was too delirious from the pleasure to put any real effort into eating my cunt."

"That's my girl." Dana grinned proudly at that. "If we take her in we should definitely bring out her sexual side. She can be so much more confident and sexy than she already is. Hey you want to order this samurai feast? We get chicken, beef, tempura, and sushi."

"Yeah that sounds good. I might also want to get a spicy tuna salad."

Around the time we were talking about the menu, Jaime showed up. She smiled warmly at us and had a slight blush.

"Hi Jaime. We were just thinking of what to order."

"Hi nice to see you guys again. Give me a minute to look at the menu."

As we made small talk (though without the overt sexual topics) we eased into the atmosphere of the restaurant. We settled on a couple appetizers, the seared ahi tuna salad, and a whole smattering of dishes that we could cook at the table.

"By the way, I really wanted to thank you for dinner last time. It was one of the best I've had in a long time." Jaime blushed as she remembered not just the food, but the things we did after. With her gratitude, I felt her arousal spike. This was going to be a fun lunch.

"Oh it's my pleasure. You did a great job helping." I smiled my dashing smile.

Jaime blushed further. I could sense she was holding something back. Within no time at all we were happily munching away on appetizers as we grilled various meats on our charcoal grill. It was as we nearly finished with the main course that I decided to have some fun at the table. I leaned in close to Jaime and asked in a low, hushed voice:

"How was it?"

Jaime gasped slightly at the closeness and the intimacy. "Uhh...how was what?"

"How was your entrée?"

"Uhh...Good."

"Glad to hear it." I started lightly caressing Jaime through her blouse, touching her sides and shoulders. She bit her lip to stop from moaning out loud. Using my powers, I made sure anyone who looked at our table only saw three people just finishing their meal, enjoying each others' company. As I continued my touching, the waitress came by.

"Hope you enjoyed your meal. Anyone care for dessert?"

"Oh yes please. I'll try a scoop of green tea ice cream." Dana said smiling as she watched me have my way with Jaime.

The waitress turned to Jaime and I who appeared perfectly normal. "And would you two like anything?"

I leaned in and whispered in Jaime's ear, "I'm going to have you for dessert." I then opened Jaime's blouse to expose her flesh and began assaulting her erogenous spots, which elicited the cutest shocked expression.

In a normal speaking voice that contrasted with my beast-like arousal, while groping I said, "We would like to share a chocolate lava cake."

Nothing appeared out of the ordinary to the waitress so she replied, "Great, I'll be right out with those for you."

Dana perceived what was really going on. As the waitress left Dana licked her lips and said, "Delicious. Give it to her good baby."

I put Jaime in my lap and 'gave it to her good.' I took a ripe breast in one hand, teased her pussy lips with the other, and took her lips in mine. As Dana had put it earlier, Jaime was delirious from the pleasure and did not question how outrageous the situation was. Only after a few minutes Jaime was very damp and her nipples were rock hard. I used my powers to dematerialize my pants and my cock sprung up making its presence known.

In short order the waitress showed up with the desserts. "Here are your desserts. Enjoy"

"Thanks." Dana said and started happily taking spoonfuls of her dessert.

As the waitress left, I pulled Jaime's pants down to expose her cunt, placed her in my lap, and I slipped into her. I had to hand it to Jaime: she did a good job of stifling her moans. On her own volition, Jaime started slowly grinding on my shaft. As she rose and fell, I planted kisses along the back of her neck and shoulders. As she rode me, Jaime gradually picked up the pace. As she fucked, I took a spoonful of dessert and savored it as Jamie rode my cock. After I took a bite, I took a spoonful and fed Jaime. She moaned at the chocolaty goodness as both her 'mouths' enjoyed a meal.

The waitress came back to check on us, oblivious to Jaime's panting and slight moans she had trouble holding back. "How is the dessert?"

"Oh everything is delicious." I replied. "Could we get the check when you get a chance?"

"Of course." With that the waitress left.

Right as we were about to go over the edge, I took the last spoonful of chocolate molten cake and gave Jaime the last bite. At that moment her body decided to have the climax and she was hit with pleasure from all sides. She enjoyed the aftershocks and the aftertaste.

Once Jaime had regained her senses, I said, "You were the most delicious dessert at the table."

Jamie regained some semblance of reality. She was still twitching a little when she realized the mess she had between her legs. With a deep flush on her face she excused herself, "I should go to the bathroom and get cleaned up."

Jaime noticed how much of mess we had made on the seat and started blushing even harder. Dana accompanied her as she walked on somewhat wobbly legs. Due to my powers, no one noticed anything amiss. While they were away I cleaned the seat with my powers and paid the bill. The cute waitress caught a whiff of the scent of sex, and gave me a questioning look. I just gave a sly smirk and a wink which in turn made the waitress give a shocked expression. A few minutes later the ladies came back in proper order, without any visible evidence of why they had big grins on their faces.

"So Jaime how do you feel?" I asked knowing the answer.




I Am a Sex God Ch. 07



Once she was settled in she didn't speak for a few moments. After what seemed like forever she let out: "Thanks for lunch."

"You're welcome. We should do this again sometime." I shifted in the booth and kissed her rather chastely on the cheek. I then shuffled to make our way to leave.

"Also..." Jaime began before we could leave the booth. I stopped and stayed seated, "...Also, maybe..." Jaime let her speech trail off. She seemed scared of what would come next.

"Tell me Jaime."

"Can we...I guess...Is there a possibility...?" Jaime trailed off seemingly unable to finish.

"Of something deeper?" I finished her thought for her. She nodded with a pleading look. She was developing some strong feelings for me. She had found something worth holding on to.

I moved over in the booth toward her. I let our proximity work on Jaime's desires and she instinctively leaned in toward me as if being magnetically pulled.

"Even though you may not beleive so Jaime, you're an amazing woman." 

Jaime looked like a love struck puppy at my words. I continued: "I would love to share many more moments with you and have something deeper." Jamie just stared at me nodding slightly, unsure of how to respond as I was giving what she most wanted in the world at that very moment. 

"But there's one condition." I continued.

Her expression sank a little, but after a few moments of pondering she responded, "Anything." Jaime did not seem to care about "conditions", rather she focused on the fact that she was getting what she wanted, and more than she ever thought possible.

"Dana what's my condition?" I asked half serious. Jamie turned to Dana seemly to brace for bad news.

"You have to share." Dana said with a wink.

Jaime seemed confused for a moment. As she realized what Dana meant, she blushed and gave a light gasp.

"So Jaime I'm have time this Wednesday for dinner, but just you and me. Can you make it?"

Rather quickly Jaime replied, "Yes I can make it."

I pulled her in and gave her a kiss. "I'll see you Wednesday."

With that we all made our way out. As Jaime made her way to her car she had the biggest grin on her face. Dana and I reached Dana's car. It was in a fairly secluded corner of the parking lot; no one was around to witness what came next.

"So I'll see you around 7 for dinner?" I asked Dana.

"Of course." with that using my powers I vanished from Dana's sight, teleporting elsewhere.

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1:57pm

I gave Dana a brief smile before using my powers to transport myself elsewhere. One moment I was standing in a deserted parking lot, then the next I found myself standing on a dark beach lit by the pale moon light. There was not a soul in sight. I looked out to sea and took a moment to enjoy the beautiful and idyllic scenery even if it was rather dim. 

I felt totally at ease and I let go on some of the restraint I normally place on my powers; more power of the universe flowed through me. My eyes glowed a deep golden color as the unlimited energies of the universe coursed their way throughout my being. With my senses enhanced, I could feel a serene, yet primal vitality of my surroundings. My powers afforded me a unique appreciation for something so simple as a beach.

While taking in the paradise I had come to, a lone imposing middle aged-looking man manifested next to me. No preamble or warning, just poof there's a man there now where there was not one before. He did not look at me, nor did I look at him. He mirrored my actions and instead looked out to sea, enjoying nature in its simple splendor. In a quick moment, he too had eyes glowing with a deep golden light. After another moment of shared enjoyment, without turning to face him, I spoke to the man.

"I can see why you've made a home here. It's... divine."

He formed an amused grin and shook his head lightly at my pun. He then turned to me. 

"Glad you could make it. Come. Let us have a drink." he turned inland, the glow rapidly fading from his eyes. I took one last glance at the beach with the glow in my eyes fading as well. Out in the distance I could make out the island of Sicily. Even with the power I wield, I still found it a bit jarring to one moment be in a small city in the United States in the afternoon then in the next moment be on a remote beach on the coast of Italy in the middle of the night.

I followed him inland where we came upon a staircase leading up a seaside cliff which we climbed silently. Once we reached the top, the staircase gave way to a path. Along this well tended path My gaze followed it to its destination: a rather large and opulent villa. As we walked toward the large structure, I made conversation with my old friend.

"So Dimitri what have you cooked up this time?"

Never breaking his stride, he responded, "When you've lived as long as I have, you learn to value a good surprise."

"Can I at least get a hint?" I asked grinning.

"Patience my friend. We must also have a drink first."

We reached the back door to Dimitri's Italian Villa. After a long trek through spacious and extravagant interiors, we reached the kitchen. Dimitri reached into a cabinet to pull out a large unlabeled bottle. He set the bottle down on the center wooden counter and reached into a cupboard to produce two small glasses. In a meticulous and deliberate manner, he opened the bottle and poured equal amounts in the glasses. He took one in each hand and offered me one.

We clanked glasses and downed our contents.

"Very good. Did you have to use your powers to get it so crisp?" I asked savoring the taste.

"No this was pure nature. I still prefer nature's product over what I can produce."

"To each their own. So, shall we?"

Dimitri lead us out of his not so humble abode out to a large atrium-like structure. As we walked out into the crisp night air, we could hear the voices and commotion going on in the structure. We came upon the door which Dimitri pushed open. He motioned for me to step in first. I was greeted by a flurry of sounds and light as well as a well dressed waiter holding a tray of champagne glasses. I declined the proffered booze and stopped to take in the scene.

I spied a wide space with people all around looking wide eyed with child-like wonderment at odd objects scattered around the space. All of them were very well dressed in distinguished garb and were enjoying some of Dimitri's choice vintages. I turned to Dimitri and said:

"Well you certainly know how to hold an art showing."

"Thanks." He said simply. As I continued to take in the scene, Dimitri went around schmoozing with his guests. 

I went around looking at the objects on display. Dimitri was another 'god' and liked using the power of the universe to create art. Since his more than a millennium old, he has quite a bit of experience making very impressive art. So impressive in fact, it has reduced this extremely jaded crowd into children that can feel excitement with new things.

I walked up to a shiny metallic looking object, being poked by an older gentlemen. Several others were watching him poke. As he did, the metallic object seemed to wobble as if made of an odd rubber.

I walked over to another display with a set of objects. The people enjoying this one were dazzled as they passed their hands through the top of the object as if it were merely air, but then settled in their palms like a weight when held from underneath.

I came upon a piece that really spoke to me as well as the people enjoying it. It was a perfect marble statue of a man and a woman embracing. The patrons around it were feeling it with their hands. I reached out and joined them in feeling the statue. I had a moment of surprise when I touched the statue; it felt as if it were living flesh. It felt great to fondle that perfect flesh even if it were made of marble. I smiled at the creativity mixed with sensuality in the piece

It was at that moment I heard Dimitri's voice in my head: "You like? I thought of you"

I responded back mentally: "I like very much."

I heard in my head: "You should look at the pieces in the far corner. It's art that responds to its audience."

I looked over at a large group admiring said pieces in the corner. If the oh's and ah's I heard were any indication, Dimitri must have done something right.

I first came upon a plate on a table that seemed to have a liquid covering. It was dark and seemed viscous. I saw a man reach out and briefly touch it. The liquid seemed to sense his touch and reformed itself on the plate. It shifted on the plate and made a pattern. Once it settled, it formed a portrait of a tiger. Another person came up and touched the substance. This time it reformed into a majestic flock of birds. Yet another came and touched it. This time it formed a woman who was breathtaking and rather naked. The man who initiated this blushed while the crowd laughed and whistled at his naughty creation.

All throughout this section, the art work was being touched and responding in various ways. Dimitri was right in that there is something special in a good surprise. Despite having the power to play with reality, I was having a fun time playing with Dimitri's art in the company of people also enjoying the same experience.

I wandered around just taking in the scene; impressive artwork on display as well as people having a good time. After a while I found Dimitri checking in with his staff.

"Very nice showing Dimitri."

Dimitri excused himself from his staff to speak, "Thanks. So what did you think of the special marble?"

"Very interesting use of physical energy. Same set-up next month?"

"Actually going to take a break. Next one will be in winter."

"Oh? Your patrons might be upset with that news."

"They need the break. Many are at important milestones in their life."

We always referred to Dimitri's donors as his patrons because they contributed to his art projects but in reality, Dimitri is the one who takes care of them. All of them have been helped in some way by Dimitri. He still watches over all of them; I never met a mortal or god more charitable than Dimitri. Even though all his patrons do give him money, these events are more to keep a close eye on them and guide them further. Each has their own story and I have yet to meet even a tenth of the them.

"Might have a tasting next time." Dimitri said, his cheery casual demeanor belying the intense purpose and dedication in the god.

"Want help with that one?" I asked, my interest piqued at the possibility of culinary experimenting.

"Perhaps. I'll let you know."

"Of course. Always a pleasure Dimitri. If you'll excuse me, I have another appointment to keep."

"Good bye my friend." he turned back to his party.

I walked out of the large atrium out of sight. I took in one last view of the pale moon lighting the beach. After a moment of enjoying the scene, I vanished.

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3:02pm

I found myself, in my bedroom at home across the world from where I had been moments ago. Instead of the pale moonlight on a remote beach, the afternoon sun was flooding through the window.

I went over to the table to double check the schedule. I had roughly an hour before I had to go to work. There were some things that some managers thought would be suited to do over the weekend for no overtime, which I very much disagreed with. Even though I don't make my department do such things I do go in to check on those who were kind enough to volunteer their time.

With a break in the action, I decided just to do some time-wasting activity until then. I headed to the kitchen with my laptop to catch up on some reading. I sat down at the dining table and read news articles online. It was nice.

After reading various articles from all over the web, I began to feel a little restless. I looked at my laptop clock to find it only 3:15. Well, that didn't last very long. I decided to forget the rules of the universe and used my power to just skip over a bit of time. The clock now read 3:45. Well guess I'll get going then.

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3:49pm

I strolled into the headquarters of our company and found myself in the position many American workers dread: at work on a weekend. I saw a handful of people around the place bustling, working on various things, filing papers, completing paperwork, taking out trash, and other menial things. A couple of the workers there took the time to stop what they were doing and greeted me. I politely responded back. 

I was a middle manager in accounting; not exactly a CEO or board member, but not really on the level of an office drone either. I didn't actually have to be there on the weekend; I was just there to check on those who were required to be there. Being the big softie that I am, I was just checking up them. I knew other department heads asked several workers to come in and essentially work for free. I unpacked a bunch of refreshments and snacks I keep in the kitchenette and within a few seconds of announcing nourishment, all came rushing in.

"How is everyone doing?" I asked as they tore into snacks. I got a flurry of groans as well as many uttering something along the lines of how unfair their bosses were.

"Yeah, I know. Anyway take a breather. I'll be around if you need anything."

I left the group in higher spirits than the drudgery of the day had imposed. I walked around just to see what was being worked on. I shook my head as I saw what my peers in middle management had been requiring of their underlings on a weekend. The more I saw the less I liked it. Finally getting sick of seeing the toil, I walked over to the window. The view of downtown was at least a welcome distraction and in some way a small comfort.

As I looked out into the concrete jungle, I let my senses reach out casually to feel my immediate surroundings. I could feel the people here were in better mental standing thanks to me. They never thought someone higher up would ever seem to take such interest in their well being and well being of their weekend. As I continued to stretch my senses, I had to gasp. I was suddenly acutely aware of a sexual energy emanating somewhere in the office.

Somebody was getting some nookie. Normally I would be all for it, and the sex god part of me wanted to go get popcorn and cheer whoever on. But this was work. The manager part of me realized that this was inappropriate conduct and probably should be dealt with. At the very least I was going to see who it was. I headed toward the source of the delicious energy I felt, making sure not to have anyone else follow.

I walked down several cubicles, down a couple hallways. As I did so, I began to have a hunch of who was behind the office tryst. I walked further and heard muffled grunts. As I came upon the cubicle where the lovers were engaged, my suspicions were confirmed. The name plate on the cubicle in plain writing: Michael. I used my powers to look through the plain gray colored wall of the cubicle to see Michael standing there with his girlfriend Christine bent over the desk with her skirt hiked up. Michael was pounding away with the silliest grin on his face. Christine was taking it with her hands over her mouth muffling her noises of passion.

Well at least no one could say they were laying down on the job. I watched intently as the couple rutted in the workplace environment. Christine had some trouble keeping quiet and Michael too started being more vocal in his grunts. I enjoyed the scene and really wanted that popcorn right about now. All for the best that I didn't have any as both had a massive release shortly after. Michael collapsed forward onto his partner, both of them drawing in ragged breaths recovering from must have been a fantastic fuck.

The sex god in my won out and I decided to let this little incident pass without any reprimand. I made a quiet retreat and let the lovers recover in peace. Though I was proud of Michael. I had been giving him love advice and glad to see him spicing up his sex as I suggested. You can't get that kind of thrill at home. I went back to check up on the others.

It was some time later that Christine actually came out and said hello.

"Christine, So you're stuck here too?" I asked cheerfully not giving away I knew what had transpired.

"Yeah. It's not so bad though."

"So how's Michael?"

"What?" Christine was caught off guard. She thought she had been found out.

After a few moments of suspense I asked, "You know Michael. Your Boyfriend. I would assume you know how he is."

"Oh. Uh yeah he's doing fine."

"Glad to hear. The three of us should go have drinks again some time. Last time was a lot of fun." I gave a naughty grin.

Christine had a shudder of lust at the thought of last time. Her only verbal response was "Yeah, definitely."

"Well, I'll leave you to it Christine. Say Hi to Michael for me if you see him tonight."

"Oh I will." Christine turned to exit down the hall, I suspect back to Michael.

Sensing she was still horny and ready for a second round, I decided to spike her arousal.

"Oh Christine. Hold on a sec."

"Yeah?" She said with a little impatience in her voice.

"Take these. You'll need them." I went to a supply cabinet and grabbed a new pack of sanitizing wipes. I handed them to her to elicit a confused look from Christine.

I gave her a smirk. "You should wipe up after finishing or you'll leave a smell." 

She realized I knew what was going on. She gave me a shocked look. I winked and gave her the thumbs up. 

"I won't tell. Promise." I left her with that to go check on the rest of the people there. I found them back at work.

After keeping an eye on everybody and helping out with some of the work, I decided it was time to call it quits.

"Okay everyone. It's almost 6. Time to clock out."

There were tired and relieved sighs all around. One by one everyone trickled out. As everyone made their exit to finally begin their weekend, I extended my senses to check on the love birds. They were still going at it, with Michael giving Christine some attention with his tongue. I just smiled. Work on a Saturday turned out to be alright after all. I hope the cleaning staff don't catch them. I made my exit as well.

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6:33pm

I found myself in Irina's room. Sarah was still at the gym and would be until it was time to get ready for Kristen's birthday dinner so we would not have interruptions from Irina's roommate.

"I promised you some quality time." I smiled warmly at Irina.

"That you did. I'm glad you kept the appointment." Irina said in an unassuming manner.

"So what did you have in mind?" I asked taking a seat on the bed.

"Why don't you get undressed and lay down on the bed. I'm going to change into something more comfortable." She took a bag out of the closet and headed to the bathroom.

"Sounds like a plan." I took off my shirt and peeked over to Irina stealing appreciative glances at my nude chest and dropping pants as she made her way to the bathroom.

In a minute I was nude and waiting on the bed sporting a proud erection. About ten minutes later the door cracked open a little and I heard Irina's voice:

"Sweetie, would you put the blindfold on and lay down?" she said in a playful tone.

"Of course."

I did as she instructed, enjoying the 'quality time'. I heard the door open and then shut. I heard the soft footsteps of Irina closing the distance to me. I then heard Irina fiddling with something on her bed posts. I knew to hold my arms above my head near the bed posts and legs spread open slightly. I felt hand cuffs affix to my wrists. Irina pulled the blindfold off. I was treated to the sight of Irina in a black leather corset, black satin gloves, black stockings that went up halfway of her legs, and a black, feathered mask covering her eyes and forehead; for good measure she was holding a riding crop. Normally she'd wear black leather boot that went up to her knee and black leather panties but we were playing in a bed, not the dungeon. Unfortunately our time would not be as long




I Am a Sex God Ch. 07



I looked up and smiled, "How may I serve you mistress?"

As you may have figured out by now Irina loves to play the dom. We've done this many times in the past. She loved the idea of teasing someone while they were bound or blindfolded. Being the sex god that I am, I was the only one that really encouraged her to explore and indulge that part of herself, all while still maintaining a friendship outside of play time. I even had that outfit custom made for her. The outfit completed the fantasy of control and intensified the thrill she got out playing the strong master. However this time I sensed she wasn't as exuberant as previous tease sessions. I think familiarity was dulling the experience; a very naughty plan formed in my head to put that spark back in. This time I would overwhelm her into a sub and let her taste what it is like to lose control. 

"Aren't you a good slave." Irina praised my attitude. "I'll have you worship me."

Irina stood on the bed so she was standing directly above my waist. She put her right foot to my face and I started kissing.

"Mmmm. Good boy."

I bided my time for when the roles would be reversed. Irina will be begging me to take control when I was done. After a few minutes she removed her foot.

"Very good, now worship here." She knelt in front of my face to present her inner thighs and glistening sex. I worshiped with devotion. I was kissing, licking, and what you would generally call worshiping her sensitive areas. She cooed and stroked my head. She inched closer and closer. Right as she was about to tip over she pulled away and held my head still.

"You've been very good. It's time your mistress rewarded you."

"Thank you mistress."

Irina shifted so she was straddling me. She took my cock in one hand and guided it to her opening. In a slow, deliberate motion, she sunk down, taking almost my entire hardness into her. I could tell Irina wasn't as into it as she normally was. Usually she'd work me some with the riding crop and have me be a good boy before she made a show of impaling herself on my bound form. 

For the first few minutes, she slowly pulled up until I was almost out of her, then very slowly pushed back down. It literally took her a full minute to complete an up stroke and then another full minute to let me slide all the way back in again.

I groaned. Irina gave a wide smile, indicating she loved the control and my helplessness to her. She slowly picked up the pace, starting down the road to release. She was still going at a slow pace to draw it out as much as she could and make me frustrated. I saw my chance to dominate Irina approaching in tandem with Irina's release.

Irina rode me spiraling out to rapture. It was right as she was at the edge of tipping over when I put my plan into motion. Using my powers in a way Irina had never experienced she would by the end become my slave. Right as she teetered, I used my powers to have invisible hands have their way with her all over her body. As I predicted, she was startled at the sudden sensations and was pulled from the edge slightly to fathom what was occurring. She looked around her sweaty body to not find anything visibly touching her yet feeling it all over. Strong, invisible hands made their way all along her body expertly caressing her shoulders, neck, stomach, back, breasts, buttocks, legs, and thighs.

Before she could process anything further, the invisible attackers picked her up off my body; she began to levitate and drifted to the middle of the room. Irina's expression was priceless. She was so used to being in control that this extreme reversal left her mind racing to figure out what was going on. The invisible caresses started picking up. Meanwhile I was still tied up unable to stop from smirking at the floating Irina being pleasured silly in midair. She was resisting the pleasure but it was a futile effort. She tried batting away these unseen hands but they were ethereal and unaffected by her attempts.

She realized that she was close so she gave up her struggle against the unseen pleasure assault and began her efforts to help them. She was pinching her nipples and touching her wet sex. Rather quickly she had her orgasm. After her spasms abated she tried to regain her senses and regain some control though she was still floating. I began the second part of my plan; Irina looked down to her body in horror as her outfit seemingly started to turn liquid and melt. It became an ooze almost like a thick syrup; it felt warm and sticky. 

Suddenly, the liquid began rippling, coming alive. It moved like several snakes out from her body to her limbs leaving her torso completely naked. The ooze pooled on her arms and legs. Once again in sudden motions, the black liquid started pooling on itself turning into arm restraints holding her arms above her head and her legs spread. The liquid engulfed her hands and forearms and extended itself to the ceiling keeping her arms above her head. The liquid on her legs engulfed her up to her calves and stretched out to anchor her feet to the floor. The liquid then solidified into a material that was as soft as satin but restrained like a prison shackle. Irina was now completely naked but for her restraints, spread out standing in the middle of the room. Irina's gaze eventually settled on me with a look of fear on her face. I had never gone this far in the past.

Nonchalantly I got out of my restraints as if they weren't even there and stood up from the bed gloriously naked with some of Irina's juices still coating my cock. I stretched as if shaking off morning stiffness. Irina was became more fearful as I never came out of my restraints without her permission. Usually once we were finished with 'quality time' she'd tease me a little about unlocking them and I'd make a show of pleading with her to let me go. I stood tall with the lustful, predator like grin. There was no denying who was in control. Despite looking a little afraid Irina's cunt was dripping girl juice down her thighs as it quivered.

I looked at Irina and said, "How can I please you mistress?" I had subservience in my tone as I said the words did which did not match my posture and wicked grin. I walked over to Irina liked I owned her. 

Without waiting for a response I continued, "I know exactly what Mistress needs."

I lowered my face to her cunt. She struggled against her bonds but was helpless as I descended on her womanhood with my hungry mouth. I was pretending to be servicing her as a slave when I was the one in control. I knew Irina very well. She wouldn't last against me no matter how much she struggled not to climax. I can excite and pleasure the body despite the protests from the mind. Irina tried to stop herself from cumming in such a submissive state but only after a few minutes with my tongue all over her sensitive spots, I forced her to come. 

Without letting her come down, the liquid restraints shifted on her body so she was lifted completely off the ground and spread her legs apart even further. I stood back up and positioned the head of my cock at her entrance. She felt the bulging head at her entrance. She looked down at the throbbing dick about to impale her. She was delirious from pleasure and stopped being afraid. Mostly.

In a dominant tone I tell her just before entering, "Mistress is now a slave." 

Irina opened her mouth in shock as if to scream but nothing came out. She could not deny the pleasure, but a small part of her remembered that it wanted to remain in control. In those moments of conflict, pleasure won out. She decided to let go of that part and give in to the new sensations.

Irina's expression after that was beautiful. She was lost in the pleasure and submission that she didn't care about the circumstances. What only mattered was the bliss as I fucked her. Without pulling out of her I stood up and continued my thrusts while standing. As I used her body as my play thing, she was consumed by a massive orgasm. 

Soon after continuing in her domination she feels an unseen, ethereal penis probing at her anus. She squealed as it penetrated her ass. Again another orgasm quickly consumed her. Just to complete the set, I gave her another invisible penis for her mouth. She sucks eagerly in time with the third and strongest orgasm yet. Just to compliment the moment everything that was filling Irina cums with her. My cock pours a load in her cunt and the two ethereal penises dump some sperm into her ass and mouth. She feels the load in her ass and mouth; To her surprise actual white liquid appears in her mouth and anus. Irina in her pleasure stupor savors the taste and swallows while tightly contracting her rear muscles. 

For a brief moment her world turns white as she is engulfed in a warm blanket of pure pleasure around her entire being. Once the moment passed, she opens her eyes then everything is as it was before she was chained in her liquid clothing. Except she had a fullness like she had just eaten the most delicious meal and had a energetic feeling like she had the most restful sleep. She was dressed back in her leather outfit, solid as it was before; I'm still bound on the bed and now Irina was on top of me with my cock in her wet cunt. I facetiously say "How can I please you now mistress?"

Irina's confusion was matched by her arousal. That was the hottest thing she experienced in a long time and she wanted more. She looked around and started to take in the situation. After looking down at my bound, naked form and taking in her normal, non-liquid clothing she came up with her response, elegant in its meaning and simplicity.

"More." Irina said in a pleading, submissive voice

I gave a cocky grin. Suddenly Irina was pulled up by an unseen force and this time was without any clothing at all, becoming even more my submissive slave.

"So my little pet, We should have a conversation about future "quality times" and other things I can do to you."

Irina just whimpered as she let herself fall into the pleasure and enslaved herself to it.

"Well in any event my little slut, it will have to brief. We don't have much time until we need to adjourn to Kristen's dinner." I stroked the inside of her thigh making sure not to touch any really sensitive area.

Irina just moaned in frustration to get her satisfaction. I grinned at her helplessness.

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7:42pm

Our group had settled into the lively restaurant. Dana, Sasha, Sarah, Irina, and of course the birthday girl Kristen were sitting conversing with each other while I sat and listened. It was an Italian restaurant. We were enjoying snacking on fresh bread with olive oil and balsamic vinegar. Soon after, we got a wonderful antipasto salad and plenty of red wine.

Everyone was sharing stories and happy memories while the wine and food kept coming. I was more reserved than I usually was. Kristen was a good friend but we did not share the intimacy that I shared with the women at the rest of the table. In fact Kristen was quite the lesbian and did not have any interest in me sexually. A rather unusual story, we met through Sasha. Sasha also happened to be a lesbian but unlike Kristen, Sasha partook in a little cock from time to time. Kristen was a past lover of Sasha's and they still have some passionate moments from time to time. 

Kristen never understood what Sasha saw in me but due to our mutual love of pussy, Kristen and I became friends. Thanks to the wine, the conversation was turning more raunchy. I felt very privileged to be privy to the fascinating sexual dialogues of gorgeous women with eclectic tastes. I perked up further when I came up in conversation.

"So when do I get my presents?" Kristen asked, slurring slightly.

Sarah pulled up a bag, "Here you go."

"Awesome. Thanks Sarah."

Irina held out a box. Kristen took the proffered item. 

"Thank you, Irina."

Dana produced a wrapped box which again Kristen took giving thanks. As she put the things aside, she looked at Sasha and I expectantly.

"Sorry darling but we had to leave your present at the house. This would not be an appropriate setting for it." Sasha explained.

"Well, if it's at home, we can enjoy the rest of dinner." Kristen pronounced and the merriment continued.

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9:07pm

Back at home, Kristen was ready for her last birthday gift.

"So what is it?" Kristen asked.

"Patience. Over the years you value a good surprise." I said, echoing Dimitri.

Both Kristen and I made her way in her room. No one else followed. As Kristen realized this she gave a suspicious look. She sincerely lacked attraction to me. She also knew that I understood that. She was trying to figure out what could possibly be the present. Sasha looked at me and I nodded. She smiled and closed the door, leaving us alone.

"So you're present. I know this must seem odd." 

"Well despite your quirks, I'll admit that we've sorta become friends. I'll bite. What do you have for me?"

I smiled a heartfelt smile. I never realized Kristen and I had gotten to that point. This would make this all the more satisfying for both of us.

"Well, let me start by saying thank you for considering me a friend." I said. Kristen nodded a 'you're welcome' nod.

"So as your friend, this gift is all the more special. The gift I'm about to give is something of a relief. So if you'll permit me to put this bluntly..." I said in a disarming manner, waiting for her permission.

"Okay go on."

"We have something in common: our appreciation for some hot ass."

Kristen chuckled, "Agreed."

"I know how hot you get around the house with all the abundant girl flesh around and how it frustrates you that none of them really are into you as you are into them. I also know you are a bit bored with what's out in the wild. With me so far?"

At this point Kristen frowned and nodded. Everything I had said was accurate.

"Which brings us to your gift."

Standing in the middle of Kristen's room, I stood and concentrated. Right before Kristen's eyes, I transformed. My body contorted underneath my clothing. My frame visibly shrank, my skin grew smoother, my hair became longer, and my chest swelled. Kristen looked on at first with confusion, slowly turning into lust. After a minute my transformation was complete and before Kristen was a gorgeous woman. I sighed in a voice that was much higher and more sultry. A woman's body certainly had it high points.

I looked down at my body mischievously and back up to make eye contact with Kristen. "Well better get more comfortable." I said in a voice that was very feminine. I slinked out of my now oversized shirt and slacks to reveal a pristine female form. Kristen let out a gasp as she gazed upon my altered state. She definitely liked what she saw. I held out my arms to my sides and bent a little at the hips, never dropping my grin. I gave a wink to Kristen. She got the hint and started getting undressed.

As she did so, I sauntered over to her. She stared at me approaching while fumbling with her clothing. She was panting a little. Once she had her shirt over her head, I reached her and pulled her into a kiss. We melted into each other. That kissing seemed to last forever. I was the one to disengage, and smile at her. I unhooked her bra and started kissing along her chest, the pleasure of which forced her to plop onto her bed. Kristen was in heaven. So far this was a way better present than what she got for any other birthdays. I continued on, pleasuring Kristen in ways she had been yearning for until she had her first release.

"Fucking awesome present." Kristen exclaimed as she came down, laying on the bed with me between her legs.

With a glint in my eye I proclaimed, "Time for phase two of your present."

Kristen looked up at me with confusion, then shock. Six different exotic beauties just seemed to manifest themselves around the bed. The girls were all naked and looking at Kristen with hunger. Kristen's eyes darted around taking in each girl around her getting more turned on the more she saw. After she was done looking at all the sumptuous bounty around her, her gaze settled on me still between her with my wicked grin.

"You'll absolutely love what comes next." At my words all the ladies 'attacked' Kristen all over. Two of the beauties positioned themselves on opposite sides of Kristen's head while holding down her arms; they planted fervent kisses along her cheeks. Two larger women were straddling Kristen's flanks, pushing their heaving breasts into her sides while they simultaneously worked Kristen's breasts with their mouths and tongues The last two were worshiping, licking all over, and massaging Kristen's legs. Kristen moaned in delight. With her pussy wide open, I filled in the void to complete the pleasure. Kristen's moans were slowly increasing in volume.

After a few minutes of this attention, Kristen had a squirting orgasm. We all stopped our motions and marveled at the spectacle. According to Sasha, Kristen was not a squirter so the pleasure must have been considerable.

"Ladies a break." I declared and the six women, back off a little. "Kristen, was it everything you thought it would be?" 

Kristen was panting, trying to find the energy to respond coherently. After a few moments of catching her breath, she uttered softly two words, "Hell yeah"

I grinned my evil grin. "Ladies, resume."

Kristen's total surprise and sudden spike of arousal was delicious. Her facial expression was pure gold as well. We all started again at a quickened pace. Kristen had many roaring orgasms rolling one after another. After a long session with who knows how many shifts in positions, Kristen was finally depleted of energy. She slumped into a heap on the bed and barely could keep her eyes open. For once I smiled a content friendly smile. 

The exotic women disappeared. With their disappearance, I stood up from the bed to stand at the foot of the bed. I closed my eyes and concentrated; in an instant I was a man again. Looking at the bed, we all made quite a mess. Concentrating again, I used my powers to clean up all the mess and leave Kristen in some satin pajamas. "Happy Birthday, Kristen."

The door opened and a pajama clad Sasha came in. She smiled a breath taking smile and settled in to cuddle with Kristen. Kristen began crying a little and with what energy she had left she said, "thank you" before passing out in Sasha's arms. I left the pair in peace.

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11:04pm

After I let Sasha and Kristen settle in together, I made my way to the master bed room where Dana was waiting for me. I walked refreshed, enjoying the feeling of post-bliss satisfaction of Kristen's birthday present, as well as still naked. I opened the door to the master bed room and found Dana already reclining on the bed in a red lace bra with matching thong panties. She also had on her stockings with a garter belt. I smiled warmly at her. I released my control over the power of the universe that my body and mind regulated.

My body shifted as I inhaled deeply. I grew in height to a towering 7 feet with my frame expanding. All of my muscles expanded and rippled with strength; all my features became more chiseled and defined. My cock expanded to full 9 inch hardness. My physical appearance was that of pure strength and sexual power. Compared to me, the physique of a Greek god would look below average. After my transformation was complete I opened my eyes to reveal they were glowing a deep golden color. 

This was my full sex god state; all the power of the universe flowing into my body without restraint molded my body into the physical manifestation of the raw sexual energy and the power over the universe. In essence it was a body that combined all things sex with the unlimited power of the universe; it was a body Dana was well acquainted with. In fact the only mortals to see this form were Dana and Sasha.




I Am a Sex God Ch. 07



I strode over to the beauty on the bed. I was going to ravish her, make sweet love to her, and carry out any filthy thought that popped into my head all through the entire night. I reached the edge of the bed towering above it as the male version of lust and love personified. Dana crawled over to me in wanton need as the female version of pure lust and love personified. It was as she made contact and started rubbing me that I sensed something. The glow in my eyes diminished and I looked away from Dana slightly.

"What's wrong baby?" Dana asked still tentatively kissing and rubbing along my massive muscles.

I closed my eyes and focused. When I opened them the glow returned to my eyes and I smiled. "It's Tori. She just got home."

"Oh that's good. You should give her a proper welcome home." Dana said as she still planted kisses along my jaw line and neck.

"Of course." I said as I sat on the bed. Dana went up behind me and wrapped her arms around my broad shoulders and neck, mewling as she continued giving her tender attentions. I concentrated and another one of me appeared standing by the door. This one was my usual form with moderate height and build, clothed in casual around-the-house clothes. The 'normal' me made his way out of the master bedroom as the god version of me grabbed Dana and tussled on the bed. I strode out of the master bedroom to give Tori her welcome home.

As my 'normal' self strode out I heard Tori rustling in the kitchen. She was dressed in her white chef's coat, checkered chef's pants, heavy duty boots, and had her hair scrunched up in a bun. Her black skull cap that she wears during service was balled up on the kitchen counter. She was oblivious to my entrance as she was perusing the fridge in search of late night sustenance. She looked almost totally drained of energy but that was understandable after working a weekend dinner shift at a popular restaurant. The hungry crowds can be unforgiving.

"Hi honey." I made my presence known.

She looked away from the fridge to meet my eyes. She perked up and seemed less tired "Hi baby."

I walked up to her and pulled her in my arms. She closed the fridge and forgot about food for the moment as she melted in my embrace, leaning into my larger frame. She was very affectionate: she rested her head on my shoulder and stroked my torso lightly with her hands. I returned her affection by wrapping my arm around her back and stroking her tangled hair with the other as we both enjoyed just being pressed against the other.

"I hate to tell you but Sasha is with Kristen right now. Probably not a good idea to go to your room tonight."

"It's okay. It's Kristen's day. Sorry I couldn't be there for the dinner."

"That's alright. You had work. Though I'm worried about you."

Tori separated a little and looked up at me with a confused expression, "What do you mean?"

"C'mon Tori, I used to be your expediter. It's not healthy taking a full shift everyday of the week. I worry you're overworking yourself."

She huffed and put her head back into my shoulder.

"Whatever you say boss." She gave with slight sarcasm. I suddenly felt very nostalgic. She called me 'boss' when we worked in the kitchen together. We stayed in each others' arms for a good 5 minutes.

"So would you like some company in the guest room while Kristen and Sasha are occupied?" I asked in a friendly manner.

"Sounds like a plan." Tori sighed as she leaned into me as we walked together to the guest room. As soon as the door was closed behind us we locked in a kiss.

Tori was a very sensuous lover. The kiss was very slow and teasing. There was passion and need, but there was no rush. Our lips explored the other as they lingered. Our hands slowly roamed as our arms locked us together. Very slowly we started to get undressed. Tori slowly pulled at the waist line of my t shirt while I meticulously undid the buttons on her chef's coat. There was a wonderful moment of tension as we separated to remove our tops; we eyed each other with longing. We returned to each others' arms more naked than before but no less passionate. After what seemed like forever, we started tugging at each others' pants. Both our bottoms came off and we each took a moment to step out of them. As more clothes came off, I took in the sight of Tori in only her white underwear, contrasting beautifully with her dark brown skin. Instead of resuming with the kissing, I kneeled and gently held her hips, kissing along her thighs. Tori was not complaining.

While I kissed on the inside of her thighs, I skillfully pulled off her cotton panties. As they crumpled at her ankles, I seamlessly transitioned into giving her pussy some oral attention. Tori moaned softly at the treatment. Over the course of 15 minutes, my gentle but unwavering tongue brought her to orgasm. I stroked her hips and kiss her midriff as I let her come down. Every time I share an experience with Tori, there's never a need to rush. Somewhere in the middle of our passion, we landed on the bed side by side. Once she settled, I uncoupled and positioned the tip of my hard penis at her moist entrance. In a content smile, Tori silently nods her consent. I pushed in almost tortuously slow.

She felt wonderful. I slowly straightened my back so I upright. In this semi-kneeling position, her laying down on her back, I began my slow thrusts. After a few minutes of slow thrusting, Tori held out her arms out toward me with a pleading look. I just smile back down at my lover. I leaned down to hold her in my arms. She closed her eyes and held me tightly to her as I continued my thrusts while I kiss her neck. She sighed and moaned in contentment as she loosely hooks her legs around me. 

Following the theme of our love making, it was a slow build up. As Tori succumbed to orgasm, she tightened her grip around me and whimpered as she rode out a climax. I looked at her in wonder. It never fails to move me to see her in the throes of passion. She looked back at me lovingly and in total wonder. Once it was proper to come out of the moment, we shifted over to cuddle, me laying on my back and her prone form now cradling my side. I stroked the back of her neck with the back of my knuckles. She put her head into my chest and settled in. Tori and the regular version of me soon fell asleep.

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Back in master bedroom, the 'sex god' version of me was lying on the bed cuddled with Dana. I was comfortably inside her while we were in between rounds. Through my powers, Dana and I were connected in a way that went far beyond what regular couples were capable of. A while back I used my powers to connect us that way to deepen our feelings for each other and feel even closer to one another. My pleasures were Dana's pleasures and hers mine yet somehow we retained the experiences as our own. It has lead to some unimaginable pleasure and feelings of fulfillment as well as some interesting experimenting.

Since Dana had considerable practice and experience with this ability, she could get a sense of the feelings that Tori and I experienced since the 'regular' me shared the same consciousness. She was basking in the afterglow of the pleasures when she asked, "That was nice but why don't you go full sex god on her?"

I was brought of my pleasure haze for a brief moment at that prospect. Despite being buried to the hilt in a gorgeous woman whom I loved with all my heart and all of my cock, it was enough to bring me down ever so slightly.

"I don't think she's ready for that." I said somewhat defensively 

"I think you're being too protective of her when she doesn't need it. She's ready for more."

"Maybe." I said with faraway eyes.

"I bet she'd handle it just fine. You know I've never seen you act this way with any other lover."

She was probably right. I met her wonderful eyes. "I guess no one else but Tori really has this effect on me. In a way she's my little girl."

Dana snuggled up to me closer that she already was and in an overly cute voice said, "What about me? Am I not your little girl?" She tried to give me a pleading look though her smirk gave away she was being less than serious.

At that comment I made another clone of me also in sex god mode and I grabbed Dana off my reclining form like a brute. Pulling her off me, my other self held her up against his torso and started fondling Dana roughly and kissing all over the back of her neck and shoulders.

My form that was still on the bed said, "You inspire the inner beast in me you slut."

Even in lock in a god's grip enduring the pleasurable assault, Dana grinned proudly at that. After a few minutes of sexy roughhousing my standing form plunked Dana down on to the lap of the version of me that was lying down. She landed in my arms and I started stroking her in a more relaxed and loving manner; my other self vanished. I looked at Dana in the eyes and continued in a more serious tone.

"But you're more than that Dana. You're my little girl, my grown up woman, my best friend, my dirty slut, my wing man, my partner, my lover, my other half. You and I helped each other learn and in a way we grew up together. I guess that's what makes Tori different. She was an innocent girl when I met her and I saw her develop into a woman mostly on her own. I care for her too much to see her hurt."

Dana held my cheek in her hand and gave a teary smile, "You're such a softie."

I closed my eyes and stroked her arm as she held my head. For a moment I lost myself in her touch and affection. I opened my eyes and started joking again "Not at the moment I'm not." I said as I flexed my erection. Dana felt a strong push against her thigh knowing exactly what was pushing her and we shared a laugh. She jumped on me, kissing me while giggling.

"Let's put that to use. In fact I'm still horny from the other guy handling me rough." Dana said once the laughter died down.

While on top of me, Dana guided my cock into her pussy. She gave her hips a few thrusts. Once she had found a rhythm, she felt another cock slide in her ass and a pair of strong hands clamp down on her tits. She looked back in shock. She found the other version of me thrusting in her back door. She looked back down at the other version of me buried in her cunt. It was a nice threesome to cap off a nice Saturday.

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Author's note: Thank you for taking the time to read. This chapter still is not to my liking but I am at a loss of how to improve it. Comments or constructive criticism is welcome.