She knew since she moved in, that it was there. A presence.
It wasn't evil, not even particularly scary. It was just
present. It never hurt her, or even threaten her, but once in
a while she could feel it looking at her; a gaze that traveled
up her body like fingernails lightly scratching her exposed skin.
The feeling gave her goose bumps.
Today was one of those days she completely forgot about the
presence. She came home to an empty house: her husband away
on business and her kids out with their friends. She didn't
care. She stormed in, a cloud of frustration following her
every step as she headed for her computer. She tossed her
purse on the coffee table as she sat down. She booted it up
and instantly accessed the net. The computer hummed and whistled
until her home page came up. She ignored the welcome, and the
suggestion that she should read the article about the new television
special that was on that night. She immedently erased and typed a
web address.
An error appeared in her browser.
"Damn," she said, as she got up and went to her purse, which was
spilled out all over the coffee table. She looked through it, not
finding what she was looking for. She sighed. She could feel that
cloud of frustration grow darker over her head. She sat back down
at the computer and stared at the address. She typed several
variations of the address but none worked. Each one she typed
generated an error message, or sent her to a porno page. After
what seemed to be several million tries she stopped.
"What is that fucking address?" she cursed. The cloud of frustration
was laughing over her head now. She could hear the imaginary cloud
getting ready to rain on her. This was important to get this address
and get the information that was on that site. She tried several search
engines, each one not bringing the correct site up on her screen.
She slammed her fist against the desk in anger.
She was concentrating so hard on the computer screen that she didn't
feel It. Goose bumps rose up her back and over her neck. The
tingling they produced caused her shiver and let out a gasp. She
was suddenly aware of the wonderful feelings they made, and also
aware of the presence. She stood up and looked around.
She saw nothing. Her heart was pounding: partly in frustration,
partly in fear, and partly in excitement.
She felt it again. This time, it felt like thousands of soft,
tickling kisses on her neck, and over her ears, gently nibbling.
Her eyes widened at the rush they were making throughout her body.
Her nipples tingled and her pussy shivered.
She stood less ridged now, her body relaxing to the sensations that
flowed over it. The kisses multiplied and spread down her shoulders,
back and arms. Slowly, she closed her eyes. Every nerve was alive
that had a kiss on it.
The kisses continued down her body. They covered her breasts and
licked at her bare nipples. Her eyes opened in surprise. She didn't
remember removing her clothes. She slid her hand down her body, the
invisible kisses following her had at a steady pace. She was
then aware of a new sensation on her feet and legs. Not only is
she being kissed up her legs, she realized, it felt like someone
was licking her toes. The kisses were getting closer and closer to
her pussy. The pleasure this caused was growing within her
every second. She lightly touched her pussy. It was naked,
and yes, very wet.
"How...who..." she stammered. Her mind was so clouded she
couldn't think straight. She tried to move; to sit, run, walk,
but she couldn't. The pleasure was so good and so strong it was
all she could do from falling backwards. She was losing herself
to the sensations that covered almost every inch of her body,
getting closer and closer to her wet pussy.
Without a thought as to why, she lifted her arms as if to hold a
lover. Her mind was very cloudy and she was aroused beyond belief.
In this state of mind, she wasn't sure, nor really, did she care,
but she thought she was being lifted from the floor. Her feet
got really light and she felt herself tilting back. Instinctively,
she spread her legs. The kisses and the licking were at the
outer walls of her pussy, as if a lover was teasing her. Her clit
was hard and screaming for attention. The rest of her body was
tingling from all the kisses she was still receiving. Her arms
fell back. She was in the air, almost horizontal, naked and
floating. Her pussy was dripping with excitement, sensation.
Then she felt It. It teased her lips at first then slowly
entered her. As it filled her, she could still feel every part
of her body being kissed, especially her clit, her nipples and
her ass. She felt like she was being made love to tenderly by
hundreds of people, some kissing, some nibbling, some licking and
one strong one fucking. She was getting fucked harder now.
Every thrust drove her closer to a hard orgasm. The slow,
rhythmic fuck got harder and bigger inside her. She felt herself
float and spin slowly around in the air. Her rolled back into
her head, and her orgasm kept building.
Then over all that licking, kissing, and fucking, she felt
a small touch down her back, fingernails lightly scratching down
her spine, igniting goose bumps where she felt the touch. That
was all she needed. Her body rocked and bucked in full ecstasy
as she orgasmed. She tried to scream but all that came out were
grunts and curses. She came again, just as her first one
was diminishing. It was a more powerful orgasm. She
convulsed uncontrollably through it.
She felt It come. Its invisible hard cock jumped and grew inside
her. She could almost hear It scream in pleasure. It sounded
like thousands of people were coming at the same time, all of
them calling out her name in abandoned pleasure. The sound
quietly filled her ears. Another orgasm and another washed over
her body. She came over and over without control. She
finally screamed, loudly. Her mind lost in another world.
She felt a blinding flash surround her during her last few
orgasms. It filled her entire body and disappeared. She
stopped, her heart slowly calming down. She was breathing
heavily and bathed in sweat. She realized that she was
still fully clothed, but felt very satisfied. She looked up
and saw her smiling husband in front of her.
"How was it?"
"Huh?" she barely recognized him. She was still a little
lightheaded.
"I said," he said smiling even more, "'how was it?'"
She caught her breath some more. "Fucking great!"
He gently ran his hand over her face. "Believe me, it was
wonderful to watch."
"Where did you get that program?"
"From a site that says it is devoted to something called
hypno-erotica. I thought it was a joke, but after seeing what
it did to you, I'm a believer now!"
She looked at him, and her pussy tingled again. She stood up
and held him tight, and kissed him. He looked at her in surprise,
as he grew hard against her.
"I want you all night," she said breathlessly, as she started
to remove his shirt.
"What if I can't go all night?"
She stopped and smiled. "Then it'll be your turn with that program."