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He tossed and turned in the middle of the night. The heavy blankets twisted around his body, which was oddly chilled and shaking. Visions in his dreams began growing clearer. Luckily, it wasn’t the usual nightmares that had been tormenting him for years.
Instead, he felt his heart racing faster. His body tingled and he felt butterflies in his stomach, much like the first day they’d met. He ached with the memory of that moment.
He saw her reaching for him. She was smiling and wearing the blue dress he’d always loved to see her in when they went out for the day. Her eyes danced with mischief as she took his hand and pulled herself closer.
She jumped into his arms and he fell backward into the warm grass of the meadow. The sun was high in the sky and blinded him for a second. As he reached up to shield his eyes, the movement brought him into a state of confused half-sleep. He could no longer tell if he was dreaming or awake.
However, he was very aware of his throbbing hard cock standing at attention under the blankets. It ached and pulsed with need. Strangely, it felt warm and wet and he became aware of a rhythmic motion milking him. Squeezing the base of his thick cock and tapering off as it reached the swollen head.
The blankets were mounded up and over his legs as if someone had slid up from the foot of the bed. He could feel a mouth gently suckling him and a tongue swirling around the tip, but in a manner that no ordinary man ever experienced. He pulled the blankets up and tossed them back, revealing a softly glowing head bobbing up and down as she took him deeper into her throat.
She looked up at him and let his cock slowly glide out of her beautiful mouth. Her lips twisted into a familiar smart-ass smile he had always loved. “Hey there, my sexy man. I hope you don’t mind me waking you up like this. I couldn’t sleep.”
She knew him too well and the erotic surprises he always craved. It wasn’t the first time this had happened, and he knew it wouldn’t be the last. Without him and what he could give her, she would slowly fade away, day by day, until all that remained was his memory of her. He couldn’t let that happen.
“Ha ha, aren’t you the funny one? I do wish you’d asked me first, but I’m not going to complain at this point.”
She laughed and immediately went back to work on him. His body heat and passion energized her, but she needed more. The treasure was locked up in his loins, but her magical mouth was the key to releasing it. She’d always known exactly what his cock needed and how to push him over the edge.
The feeling of sliding deeper into her luminescent throat again was exquisite, yet a little disturbing. It was so intense that it sent little shockwaves traveling up and down his spine, which only served to engorge his feverish cock even more. He was so hard now that it hurt. She loved it when she saw the effect she could still have on him, which drove her into a more heated frenzy of engulfing his full length. She buried her spectral face in his lap and gulped so her throat squeezed and milked him.
He gasped and arched his back. His hips thrust up into the air as she coiled herself around his legs to hold on. Her ethereal body grew incredibly solid, warm, and soft now. It still shocked him a bit to see his cock through the translucent features of her face. He could watch himself sliding deeper into her ghostly mouth and down her throat. The vision of his shaft pumping in and out was mesmerizing.
“Oh baby… you know I always loved to watch you suck me. Fuck… how can you still turn me on so much?”
If it didn’t feel so damn amazing, it might have bothered him more. Any other man would have run screaming from the room the moment she materialized. But after years of her devouring him like this, he couldn’t get enough. He was insatiable and always wanted more of her, as she did of him. Bringing her back after losing her was worth the price he paid. Her form had changed, of course, but her beautiful mind remained the same and that’s what he had always loved the most.
With one last swirling motion of her tongue, his cock erupted. White-hot cum began pumping into her waiting mouth and down her throat. Her spirit absorbed the sexual energy and she immediately burst into a blazing incandescence. The fiery blue light washed over the walls of the bedroom.
The first time it had happened, years ago, he lost his vision for a few minutes and feared he’d been blinded by the unexpected burst of light. This time, he was prepared and closed his eyes tight right as his body spasmed with the fury of his orgasm.
“Mmmm, my sweet, sweet man. I love your cum so much. You always feed me so well.”
He looked down at her beaming face, her hand wrapped around the base of his cock that was still hard and pulsing. She milked tiny dibbles of sperm from him, which ran down his thick shaft. Now, he was the one who needed more. He wanted to fuck her so badly.
Her body felt almost solid to his touch and the translucency had transformed into a pale satin appearance, now that she had fed on his seed and erotic energy. He sat up and reached down for her waist. Her form yielded but held firm like some sort of electric-blue milky gelatin. With a careful motion to avoid dispelling the illusion of her reality, he lifted her into the air and held her over the throbbing head of his sticky, slippery cock.
“Mmmm, I need more of you tonight. Are you ready, baby? Want to ride me and feed again?”
She groaned and slid her body down onto the length of him. Leaning forward, she placed her now-firm hands on his chest. Her hair draped around his face as her hips began to rise and fall. Her ethereal pussy felt incredibly real, hot, and slippery. She began squeezing as she lifted herself up and milked his cock to the tip, before plunging back down again to engulf him into the depths of her pulsing energized form.
She was capable of unearthly things now, pleasures his cock had never experienced before. Every time they played, she experimented and learned new ways to torment and delight him. It made his balls tighten as he felt the need growing in the pit of his stomach. The need to fill her with his essence.
Her mouth found his and they kissed. It wasn’t always possible, and past attempts had been deeply sad and frustrating. But, on a night like this, when she had fed and would soon feed again, her lips grew full and warm. He missed the taste of her, but feeling her mouth on his was exquisite.
She lifted up and arched her back, her breasts bounced as she rode him faster and harder. Her phantasmal sex clenched and released his cock, over and over again with inhuman speed. It rippled and pulled him deeper inside until he felt the familiar swell and electrical arcing along his spine and cock.
The pressure built until it was painfully unbearable, and then his entire body convulsed with the power of his second orgasm. When it happened like this, it was always more intense and unreal than the first release. He blacked out for a second and felt her body pressed on top of him, holding him close and milking the last few drops of his cum to finish him.
His heart hammered in his chest and his ragged breath slowly stabilized. He knew this was taking a toll, but he owed her this and so much more. He wrapped his arms around her and squeezed her tight, enjoying the feel of her body while it lasted. By morning, she would have faded a little, but feeding her like this should be enough for her to stay with him and be his lover again for at least a week.
He stroked her hair. “I love you so much. Even after all this time, that hasn’t faded. It hasn’t changed. I hope you know that.”
She whispered, “I do. I can feel it in you, even more than I could, you know, before.”
“I’m always searching, too. I will find a way to make this right. Somehow…”
“I know you are. It’s not your fault, though. We both knew the risks of what we did. Please don’t blame yourself.”
But, he did feel guilty and he knew he should have been more careful. Someone would pay for this, and he was getting closer every day. He just needed to keep her bound to this plane until he found what he was seeking and could do what was necessary — no matter what the cost would be for him and the one he found.
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🖤 Sometimes, Love Doesn't Die
He tossed and turned in the middle of the night. The heavy blankets twisted around his body, which was oddly chilled and shaking. Visions in his dreams began growing clearer. Luckily, it wasn’t the usual nightmares that had been tormenting him for years.
Instead, he felt his heart racing faster. His body tingled and he felt butterflies in his stomach, much like the first day they’d met. He ached with the memory of that moment.
He saw her reaching for him. She was smiling and wearing the blue dress he’d always loved to see her in when they went out for the day. Her eyes danced with mischief as she took his hand and pulled herself closer.
She jumped into his arms and he fell backward into the warm grass of the meadow. The sun was high in the sky and blinded him for a second. As he reached up to shield his eyes, the movement brought him into a state of confused half-sleep. He could no longer tell if he was dreaming or awake.
However, he was very aware of his throbbing hard cock standing at attention under the blankets. It ached and pulsed with need. Strangely, it felt warm and wet and he became aware of a rhythmic motion milking him. Squeezing the base of his thick cock and tapering off as it reached the swollen head.
The blankets were mounded up and over his legs as if someone had slid up from the foot of the bed. He could feel a mouth gently suckling him and a tongue swirling around the tip, but in a manner that no ordinary man ever experienced. He pulled the blankets up and tossed them back, revealing a softly glowing head bobbing up and down as she took him deeper into her throat.
She looked up at him and let his cock slowly glide out of her beautiful mouth. Her lips twisted into a familiar smart-ass smile he had always loved. “Hey there, my sexy man. I hope you don’t mind me waking you up like this. I couldn’t sleep.”
She knew him too well and the erotic surprises he always craved. It wasn’t the first time this had happened, and he knew it wouldn’t be the last. Without him and what he could give her, she would slowly fade away, day by day, until all that remained was his memory of her. He couldn’t let that happen.
“Ha ha, aren’t you the funny one? I do wish you’d asked me first, but I’m not going to complain at this point.”
She laughed and immediately went back to work on him. His body heat and passion energized her, but she needed more. The treasure was locked up in his loins, but her magical mouth was the key to releasing it. She’d always known exactly what his cock needed and how to push him over the edge.
The feeling of sliding deeper into her luminescent throat again was exquisite, yet a little disturbing. It was so intense that it sent little shockwaves traveling up and down his spine, which only served to engorge his feverish cock even more. He was so hard now that it hurt. She loved it when she saw the effect she could still have on him, which drove her into a more heated frenzy of engulfing his full length. She buried her spectral face in his lap and gulped so her throat squeezed and milked him.
He gasped and arched his back. His hips thrust up into the air as she coiled herself around his legs to hold on. Her ethereal body grew incredibly solid, warm, and soft now. It still shocked him a bit to see his cock through the translucent features of her face. He could watch himself sliding deeper into her ghostly mouth and down her throat. The vision of his shaft pumping in and out was mesmerizing.
“Oh baby… you know I always loved to watch you suck me. Fuck… how can you still turn me on so much?”
If it didn’t feel so damn amazing, it might have bothered him more. Any other man would have run screaming from the room the moment she materialized. But after years of her devouring him like this, he couldn’t get enough. He was insatiable and always wanted more of her, as she did of him. Bringing her back after losing her was worth the price he paid. Her form had changed, of course, but her beautiful mind remained the same and that’s what he had always loved the most.
With one last swirling motion of her tongue, his cock erupted. White-hot cum began pumping into her waiting mouth and down her throat. Her spirit absorbed the sexual energy and she immediately burst into a blazing incandescence. The fiery blue light washed over the walls of the bedroom.
The first time it had happened, years ago, he lost his vision for a few minutes and feared he’d been blinded by the unexpected burst of light. This time, he was prepared and closed his eyes tight right as his body spasmed with the fury of his orgasm.
“Mmmm, my sweet, sweet man. I love your cum so much. You always feed me so well.”
He looked down at her beaming face, her hand wrapped around the base of his cock that was still hard and pulsing. She milked tiny dibbles of sperm from him, which ran down his thick shaft. Now, he was the one who needed more. He wanted to fuck her so badly.
Her body felt almost solid to his touch and the translucency had transformed into a pale satin appearance, now that she had fed on his seed and erotic energy. He sat up and reached down for her waist. Her form yielded but held firm like some sort of electric-blue milky gelatin. With a careful motion to avoid dispelling the illusion of her reality, he lifted her into the air and held her over the throbbing head of his sticky, slippery cock.
“Mmmm, I need more of you tonight. Are you ready, baby? Want to ride me and feed again?”
She groaned and slid her body down onto the length of him. Leaning forward, she placed her now-firm hands on his chest. Her hair draped around his face as her hips began to rise and fall. Her ethereal pussy felt incredibly real, hot, and slippery. She began squeezing as she lifted herself up and milked his cock to the tip, before plunging back down again to engulf him into the depths of her pulsing energized form.
She was capable of unearthly things now, pleasures his cock had never experienced before. Every time they played, she experimented and learned new ways to torment and delight him. It made his balls tighten as he felt the need growing in the pit of his stomach. The need to fill her with his essence.
Her mouth found his and they kissed. It wasn’t always possible, and past attempts had been deeply sad and frustrating. But, on a night like this, when she had fed and would soon feed again, her lips grew full and warm. He missed the taste of her, but feeling her mouth on his was exquisite.
She lifted up and arched her back, her breasts bounced as she rode him faster and harder. Her phantasmal sex clenched and released his cock, over and over again with inhuman speed. It rippled and pulled him deeper inside until he felt the familiar swell and electrical arcing along his spine and cock.
The pressure built until it was painfully unbearable, and then his entire body convulsed with the power of his second orgasm. When it happened like this, it was always more intense and unreal than the first release. He blacked out for a second and felt her body pressed on top of him, holding him close and milking the last few drops of his cum to finish him.
His heart hammered in his chest and his ragged breath slowly stabilized. He knew this was taking a toll, but he owed her this and so much more. He wrapped his arms around her and squeezed her tight, enjoying the feel of her body while it lasted. By morning, she would have faded a little, but feeding her like this should be enough for her to stay with him and be his lover again for at least a week.
He stroked her hair. “I love you so much. Even after all this time, that hasn’t faded. It hasn’t changed. I hope you know that.”
She whispered, “I do. I can feel it in you, even more than I could, you know, before.”
“I’m always searching, too. I will find a way to make this right. Somehow…”
“I know you are. It’s not your fault, though. We both knew the risks of what we did. Please don’t blame yourself.”
But, he did feel guilty and he knew he should have been more careful. Someone would pay for this, and he was getting closer every day. He just needed to keep her bound to this plane until he found what he was seeking and could do what was necessary — no matter what the cost would be for him and the one he found.
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