Future of Porn

I had left my wallet over their house the night before and figured lunchtime would be the best time to retrieve it. I called first to make sure someone would be home and when Laura answered and said she would be there all day I said, “I’ll see you a little after 12:00 noon”.

I should probably explain how I managed to leave my wallet over Al and Laura’s house before I go on any further. They were having a picnic. Not too big, just a few friends and relatives. Well, as things turned out there were more than just a few friends and relatives. At least 50 people showed up and the place was packed. Their house isn’t very big and most people were outside, but the house was still full.

At some point I believe Al and Laura just said “fuck it” and gave up trying to play host and let the party happen on it’s own. If you have ever given a party, you know that sometimes the thing just takes over; and trying to control it, or make sure everyone has what they need or want just doesn’t work. This was one of those days.

It was probably a good thing because everyone seemed to be having a great time, even Al and Laura. The beer and wine was flowing, everyone chipping in and bringing a little food and booze with them. What more could you possibly ask for?

We’ve been friends for a long time. I love going over to their place and manage to stop by fairly often, so I knew most of the people there. I just rambled around to chat with as many people as possible and enjoy the day.

At one point in the afternoon, I went down to the pool area to see who was swimming. Laura was in the water with a couple of other women just playing around and splashing each other. Every once in a while someone would climb out and jump back in, making a big splash and trying to get each other swamped with water. I love stirring the pot - so to speak - so egging the women on was just a natural thing for me to do.

It was Laura’s turn to jump. She looked at me and said, “watch this”, took a dive and disappeared under the water with a huge splash.

She emerged from the water right in front of me, and facing me with water and hair in her eyes. As she was rubbing the water from her eyes I couldn’t help pleasantly noticing the top of her bathing suit had slipped down exposing her breasts.

I have to give you a small description of Laura. She’s 30 years old, about 5 foot 2 inches tall, long dark brown hair, and about 110 pounds. Her green eyes are big and round, and she has freckles on her pert little nose. She has an ample ass, slim waist and small breasts. In my mind she is as sexy as a woman can be.

Laura looked right at me, then down at herself, then back at me. With a smile she said “Oops” and then casually pulled her top back up and jumped back into the water, resuming her game with the other women.

I don’t think anyone else saw what had happened, but if they did, no one let on. I become a little aroused by this, because for as long as I have known Al and Laura I have fantasized about her.

I stayed at the pool for a few more minutes and then moved on to the next group of people. The remainder of the day went pretty fast and I had a quite a good buzz on from the beer. I didn’t see much of Laura until the later part of the evening. The crowd of people had diminished and only about ten of us remained. I ran into her in the kitchen while searching out a beer. She asked what I wanted and I had to chuckle.

“What I want, I can’t have. What I need is a beer.”

“Let me see if I can find what you want, I mean need,” she said opening the fridge.

She bent down shoving her ass into my crotch and grabbed a beer.

“Here you go,” she said.

She was teasing me. That much was clear. What I couldn’t understand was why. She and Al had a good thing going and this had never happened before, at least not that I noticed. I can be clueless at times, but I would have picked up on this kind of behavior. Finally I chalked it up to the booze.

At some point during the evening, I changed from shorts to long pants because the nights had been pretty cool. In doing so I left my wallet in the bedroom in which I changed. I would forget my head if it wasn’t attached. I left their house around midnight and, of course, without retrieving my wallet.

As I drove over to their house to pick up my wallet, the events of the previous day were running through my head. It was all just my imagination. Why would she be flirting with me?

When Laura answered the doorbell she had on a very skimpy two-piece bathing suit and there is no one else around. Just my imagination I’m saying to myself as she leads me into the kitchen and asked if I wanted something to drink.

“Juice would be fine if you have any, I have to be back to work in an hour,” I said.

She grabbed a Snapple and poured it in a glass for me. As she poured the juice, one of the straps on her top fell off of her shoulder. The cup lifted away from her breast, giving me a very nice view. I couldn’t stop myself from taking a long look at her very arousing tit and nipple. God she was hot and I could feel my cock starting to rise to the occasion. Laura made no move to cover up which really surprised me once again.

“What is going on here?” I asked myself.

Laura sat down at the table and we made small talk about how great the party was. “I really enjoyed swimming and splashing in our pool during the afternoon” she mentioned. “You should have jumped in with us and cooled off.”

“I was enjoying the game right where I was, especially when you jumped in” I said with a grin.

“You like the way I dive?” she asked.

“Yeah, but I like the way you come up out of the water after you dive better!”

“Oh, you noticed my little mishap did you?”

“Let’s just say I watched with growing interest.”

Laura just smiled at me, knowing that she had turned me on. We talked a few more minutes trying to ease the tension that had built up while talking about the pool adventure.

I looked at my watch and said it was getting late and about time for me to get back to work. Just then Laura dropped the bottle cap she had been playing with for the past ten minutes and got up to retrieve it. The cap had landed next to my chair and she squatted down to pick it up. As she bent down the other strap from her top fell off of her shoulder and again the cup fell away from her breast exposing her completely from my point of view. She never pulled the first strap up so I was getting an eye full of Laura’s tits and nipples. She was looking better and better by the second and I was having a hard time controlling the urge to grab two handfuls of tit right there. My cock was growing rapidly and beginning to show through my pants.

She retrieved the cap and stood back up watching my reaction the whole time. I couldn’t help but get the feeling this was a planned move on her part. She then stood in front of me looking as sexy as I’ve ever seen and said, “Did you notice that I’ve lost weight? I’m about the same size I was 10 years ago.”

“In fact I was just noticing you were looking pretty good!” I said with a crackle in my voice.

“Look at my tummy, it’s flat, no more bulge. I can even slip my hand into the front of my suit without sucking in my stomach.” she said in a soft sexy voice. She then proceeded to flatten her palm against her tummy and slide her hand into her bathing suit bottom. This was getting to be too much, but I had to see how far she was willing to go with this tease act.

“You cheated!” I exclaimed. “I saw you suck in your stomach!”

“No I didn’t, you try.”

OK, this is going to be interesting I thought. I moved behind her and brought my hand around her hip to her stomach and laid it flat against her.

“No sucking in!” I said and slide my hand down into her panties as slowly as I could manage. I thought I heard her take a breath as I slide my hand down, but she didn’t pull away. In fact, she leaned back into me putting her ass right into my crotch. I’m sure she could feel my now very hard cock pressed into the crack of her ass through my pants. I pushed my hand down even further until I could feel the lips of her pussy, which were very wet. This time I know I heard her take a deep breath. I slipped a finger in between her lips and stroked it up and down a couple of times before pulling out of her panties and licking my finger. She watched me do this with a mesmerized look in her eyes.

“You’re right, your tummy is flat,” I said “and tasty too.”

This brought her back. She chuckled and gave me a kiss and hug.

“You know that we can’t ever take this any further Kurt, I’m married and I could never cheat on Al.”

I knew this but my cock didn’t, it was aching for her. Laura was teasing me big time and I didn’t know why. I needed to find out what was going on here since I was taking the brunt of it.

“What are you doing Laura? Why are you acting like this? You’re driving me crazy!”

“I’m sorry Kurt. I’ve been so horny lately and I’ve been having crazy sex dreams. I don’t know why but sex seems to be taking over my life.”

Now we were getting someplace! “What kind of dreams?”

“Oh you know, about a lot of different things.”

“Like?” I probed.

“You know, about other people.”

“What other people?” I dug a little deeper.

“Not really people but just one person.”

I gave her a look that said, `Go on.’

“OK, if you must know. I’ve been dreaming about having sex with you! Does that make you happy!”

“Actually it does” I said surprising myself, “But why me? Aren’t you two getting along?”

She proceeded to tell me that things were fine between them, in fact better than ever. They had even been experimenting with different kinds of sex and it was really going great. The problem was that with the experimentation came ideas that she hadn’t thought much about in the past. One of those ideas was having sex with someone other than each other. They had tried making believe while making love, kind of living a fantasy while making love and one of those fantasies was to have a third person with them.

Once they fantasized about Al watching while I made love to Laura. He jerked himself off while I fucked Laura to an orgasm. Since that night she was having dreams of that scenario and others that involved me with her and it was getting to her.

We had moved to the living room while she was telling me all this. I was on the couch and she on the floor in front of me. The straps of her top were still down and I was still getting a great view from my vantage point. She knew this but didn’t make any effort to cover up.

“Laura, I don’t know how I can help you with this. I know how part of me would like to help but my head says no, yours and Al’s friendship means too much to me.”

“Does that mean you find me sexy?”

“Yeah, I do! That should be obvious,” I said looking down at the bulge in the crotch of my pants. “But I don’t want to ruin a good thing Laura!”

“You like looking at my tits, don’t you? I can see you looking at them.”

Then she pulled her top down completely revealing her beautiful succulent breasts and even tweaked her nipples for me. God, did they look good. My prick grew another inch right then and there and it was getting down right uncomfortable. This was becoming a real test of my willpower!

“Laura, you’re driving me crazy!”

She looked at me and said, “Take it out, I want to see what you look like all hard and angry.”

I was in her power at this point and would have done anything she asked. So as quickly as I could I unzipped, unsnapped and released my cock. It sprang straight up into the air and was all purple and oozing precum already.

“MMMMM, that looks nice” she said licking her lips. “Stroke it for me?”

I gladly did as she asked, because if I didn’t I was going to just jump on her, rip off her panties and fuck her right on the living room floor! What a scene it must have been, Laura sitting on the floor between my legs, tits hanging out, watching me jerk off. If Al walked in now, he probably would have divorced her and beat the crap out of me.

Fortunately he didn’t and Laura was getting really hot. She pulled her panties to the side and was fucking herself with her fingers while watching me stroke my cock. This was wild! I’ve wanted her for so long and here I was watching her masturbate right in front of me.

I was getting close to losing it and so was she. I saw her close her eyes, and bury her hand up to her wrist inside her pussy. Laura was a perfect sexual picture; I couldn’t have imagined a better image than the one I was getting right now. I exploded sending a stream of cum up into the air and onto my stomach and balls, it was running down my cock, all over my hand and onto the couch. I just kept on shooting for what seemed like eternity!

The sight of cum squirting out of my cock must have set Laura off, because she gasped and started bucking her pussy up and down, her fingers flying in and out of her pussy. I could see and hear her juices squirting out of her all over her hand and onto the carpet. What a sight to behold! She stifled a scream and froze, working her way through her climax. Her pussy was opening and closing around her fingers squeezing them and releasing her cum. Then she relaxed onto the floor with a big release of air from her lungs and her legs began to shake. This woman could orgasm!

Laura and I slowly came back to earth, our breathing returning too normal. My cock lay flaccid on my stomach in a puddle of cum; Laura sat in a puddle of her own cum. She sat up and brought her cum-covered hand up to my lips, which I greedily licked. I knew that anything that came from her would taste good. Then she bent down and licked the cum off my stomach, cock and balls. If I hadn’t just climaxed and needed time to recover I would have been hard in ten seconds flat just from watching her do this. As it was, I just sat there and enjoyed the sight and feeling of her doing this most intimate act to me, it will be something I will never forget for the rest of my life.

When she had me all cleaned up she kissed me on the lips, giving me a taste of my own cum. We put our clothes back on and hugged. “We didn’t just have sex with each other, did we?” she asked.

“No, not really. It was damn close to being sex though.” I thought out loud.

“Good, because I don’t want to cheat on Al” she said.

She stood there looking at me like she was thinking of something.

“Come over tomorrow night for dinner?” she asked.

“Sure, I would love to. You’re not going to tell Al what happened today are you?” I asked a little worried.

“Maybe, maybe not. I don’t know yet. I might feel him out a little and see how he may take it.”

Now I’m nervous! “Laura, if you tell him and he doesn’t like the idea, you will be saying goodbye to your marriage and our friendship. It’s not worth the risk,” I pleaded.

“He may be more open to it than you think. After all, we didn’t really have sex, you said it yourself. Come over tomorrow and we’ll see what happens. Trust me!”

“OK, but I don’t have a good feeling about this.” I said.

We hugged again and said goodbye.

I drove back to work running the whole scenario through my head over and over. One thing was for sure, no matter what happened tomorrow we still had what happened today and I felt myself getting hard just thinking about what we did.

CHAPTER 2

I arrived at Al and Laura’s around 7:00 pm, later than I had planned but there was something I had to finish at work. Not that I’m complaining you understand, but there was a report due on Monday and I was working with a coworker named Kara, trying to get it finalized. Kara and I had a few extra things to do, so it was taking longer than expected.

Al and I were talking sports while Laura was finishing up the dinner preparations. She’s a great cook and I was looking forward to another one of her wonderful creations. At the same time I was a little worried that she might have told Al what happened the other day. Al hadn’t mentioned anything or even gave a hint that he knew, but I was still worried.

Laura came out to the living room with a couple of drinks for Al and I, and a glass of wine for herself. She was wearing a short black skirt and a white sheer blouse that buttoned up the front with laces around the v-cut front. Her hair was in a ponytail and looked like silk.To put it simple, she looked great! You could smell her perfume before she walked in, but it wasn’t overpowering, just seductive. Al and Laura sat on the couch across from the overstuffed chair that they knew I loved. This chair felt like it just enveloped you and was the most comfortable chair in the house.

We chatted while dinner was cooking, touching on many subjects. Al asked me about work and, of course, I complained that they were working me way too hard. We all laughed. As we were talking I couldn’t help noticing that Laura was sitting in a position that allowed me to see under her dress. Her tanned thighs were visible all the way to her white satin bikini-style panties. Every once in a while she would cross her legs, doing it slowly so I could get a good view. Laura was teasing me again and right in front of Al. I didn’t think he realized what she was doing, but if he did he wasn’t letting on.

This went on for ten minutes or so and I was trying very hard not to show my interest in Laura’s panties. She upped the tension in my pants when she got up and offered to make another drink for me. She bent down to pick up the glass, which afforded me another wonderful view - she wasn’t wearing a bra. As she bent down, the blouse lifted away enough to give me an unobstructed view of her breasts. I started wondering what I had gotten myself into? She knew I couldn’t hide my desire for her under these adverse conditions! I glanced at Al to see if he noticed what she was doing and he was watching her every move, but without a look of anger or jealousy. This was all very strange.

Laura went back into the kitchen and there was a minute or two of complete silence between Al and me, it was very uncomfortable. Laura broke the tension by coming back in and telling us dinner was ready. We followed her into the dining room where she had a wonderful spread of food, steaming hot and ready to be devoured.

Dinner went well, the wine was flowing and the tension disappeared. Maybe the tension earlier was just my imagination. We joked and laughed and had a really good time. I noticed that Laura was being really cuddly with Al, she was constantly kissing him and I even caught her rubbing his cock through his pants when she thought I wasn’t looking. A bulge was becoming very apparent in Al’s lap.

After dinner was finished and all the stuff cleaned up, we retired back into the living room where we played poker for a while. The idea of strip poker came up and Al shot it down. If I remember rightly it was Laura’s suggestion. Through the whole card game Laura continued to play with Al, getting him really turned on. This was getting to me, too. She really knew how to play the game. At one point, I had to excuse myself for a couple of minutes and when I came back Laura was in Al’s lap with him fondling her tit which was outside of her blouse. Her nipple was stiff and bumpy from his affections and she sighed when he started sucking on it. Neither one of them saw me come back into the room so I quietly backed out and watched them from around the corner. Unfortunately the scene was really getting me hot and my cock was growing larger by the second. I could have just sat there watching and enjoying but I figured the longer this went on the harder it would be for me to hide my excitement.

I went back into the hallway and yelled “Anybody want anything from the kitchen?”

There was a pause and then they both answered at the same time “NO.”

Slowly I walked back into the living room and they were in there own seats, a little sweaty and fidgety maybe, but they were back.

“Master,” she begged. He smiled.

His mouth found her belly, his tongue flicked inside the navel, then touched the bars of jewelry on each side of her navel. He prodded against them with his tongue, and she moaned a little.

He was excited, always excited but more so with her, and his mouth dipped further down until it was on her clit, and she moaned again, a little longer this time. He nuzzled in the softness, his fingers massaging her hips, then reaching beneath her and squeezing the flesh of her bottom, pulling it apart, his fingers digging a little.

“Master, I beg you, please,” she moaned, and she tugged at the ropes on her wrists.

His hands lifted her hips up to his mouth, and his tongue flicked against her until, his own eagerness too much, he opened his mouth and his fangs glistened for a moment, then he plunged the sharp teeth into her flesh, his teeth on each side of her clit, and he bit deeply. She screamed out with pleasure, an agony of bliss and joy, and his mouth sucked as his teeth caused the blood to flow freely, down to her clit, and she moaned, her buttocks tense in his hands as she pushed her mound against his mouth. In this moment, he knew, he could have sucked every ounce of blood from her body and she would have died happily, but he only needed a little. Into her, at times, he put some of his energy, some of his strength, so that she could use it to guard him, keep him safe, but at times he took a little back, and it gave them both pleasure. He squeeze her bottom more tightly, hurting her a little, but she enjoyed it and writhed against him until he stilled her with his hands, stronger than any human’s. He held her firmly against his mouth as he drew a little more blood from her, enjoying the sensation of strength pouring into him, of her moans and cries, of filling her body tense and release as she struggled first to fight the orgasm, then to release it, to give into it. He glanced up. The landlord had come below with a meal for Thereza but stood there now, gawking, and Antonio let him. He had long since learned that Thereza enjoyed being seen, being watched, for she knew he would protect her and let nothing happen to her. It was safe for the landlord to watch, his cock growing in his pants, his breath coming harder as Antonio suckled one more time and drew more blood into her swollen flesh.

“You can put it down there,” he motioned, and the landlord fumbled and set a platter on a stool nearby, produced a bottle of ale, and nearly missed the stool for watching. Antonio ignored him and knelt on the bed, unbuttoning his breeches, pulling out his own cock. “If you wish to watch, that is fine, but don’t break good ale, man!” Antonio snapped. The landlord started, put down the bottle, and began to step away, but watched, fascinated, as Antonio freed his cock. It was large. Indeed, there were many women who swore that the cock of a vampire fully aroused could kill a woman. It was longer, fuller, thicker. A vampire could, in fact, cause it to grow even a little more when inside a woman.

Antonio braced himself on the bed and plunged into Thereza, causing her to arch her back and cry out.

“Shhhhh, my love, shhhh,” he soothed, and stilled for a moment. The landlord put his hand on his own cock, took one look at Antonio’s face when the vampire looked up, and left the room, closing the door behind him. Antonio guessed that the landlord’s wife was about to be kept up that night.

Antonio rocked gently back and forth inside her for a moment, sliding his penis back and forth within. She moaned and tugged on the ropes again, and he fed her excitement by focusing and causing his cock to bulge inside her a little more.

“Oh Master, please,” she begged, tears in her eyes, but her voice was husky and her nipples were flushed dark by arousal. He banged into her harshly then, as was his right as Master Vampire, and her owner. His need was greater, though he always gave to her first. He finished and lay on top of her, she still tied and quivering from pleasure, his cock still inside her. He nipped her breast with his fangs and licked the blood, and she moaned and begged him to bite her again, but he would not. He had taken enough from her that night. He lay there for a little while, and when she slept, he untied her, for it would not do for his Lieutenant to be bound while he slept. Dawn approached, so he rose, stretched, and eased himself with satisfaction into his case, and Thereza slept on in the guttering candlelight, naked and sprawled on her bed. She did not feel cold as did other humans, thanks to the blood and strength given her by her Master. Upstairs, the landlord’s wife was surprised to find her husband acting like a younger man…

The negotiations went well. The Dukedom of Essene had agreed to certain trade that would ease the tension. It was a poorer country and smaller than that of de Onores. Antonio did not trust the Master Vampire of this small realm, but they had sealed their oaths with blood, which could not be broken by vampires or else be damned and condemned by all their kind. He was satisfied. There would be no more raids. Hopefully the people of Essene would have food in the coming winter, though he doubted it. From what he had seen of Duke Fontaine, the vampire would keep any riches for himself and be sparse in giving them to his needful people. Antonio sighed. The peace would not last long, therefore, because peasants would cross the border and try to steal food, and so it would all begin again.

“The best thing that could happen,” he explained to Thereza as they jogged their horses towards the nearby village, “is if another vampire could be sponsored.” A sponsorship meant danger; if the new vampire won and killed the other, the established Master Vampire, then all would be well. But if he lost, the Master Vampire would go after the sponsor and attack.

Thereza was agreeing and wondering aloud who they could sponsor, when they arrived at the doctor’s comfortable, clean house. It was evening and lights flickered in the windows. The doctor was using some of the new-fangled gaslights from Paris, and Thereza marveled at such modernness and wished aloud for some in their own castle. The doctor assured his lord of his credentials, his methods, his desire for cleanliness, and so Antonio helped her to the table and, as the doctor marked the areas for his hollow needle, Antonio held her head gently between his long, slender fingers, so strong and gentle at the same time. At the moment that the doctor began to push the needle through the flesh on each side of her clit to make the diagonal piercings, Antonio leaned forward and bit her neck so she would be mesmerized and feel no pain. Indeed, she felt ecstasy and pleasure, for he poured into her strength and calmness and as always, his touch and nearness gave her great pleasure and enjoyment, soothing her and arousing her both. The doctor worked quickly, fearful of annoying a Master Vampire by harming his Lieutenant, until the fine skin was pierced and the slender gold bars in place. In time, Antonio would add tiny jewels to those, as well.

The servants had followed them and waited in the small courtyard at the doctor’s house. It was late, and the group of vampire captains and their humans turned their horses towards the west, towards home. Antonio lifted Thereza in his arms. She would not be able to ride for some time, even with his massive surge of healing to aid her. They would fly on the nightwing and arrive at their castle before the others. It took great energy from him, so this was not done often. It was a special accordance by him of her value to him, her worthiness, and she snuggled into his arms and felt the chill wind as they mixed into a midrange of nothingness, beyond the laws of physics, and swept towards home.

And so he was weakened when they arrived at the castle, and they were without the finest of their captains, the elite of the human guards, and Thereza sleepy and Antonio thirsting, wishing for his case. They arrived, appearing from a darker blackness into the lightness of the moon-lit night, on the patio of the back of the castle.

And it was then they were attacked.