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Here is another story from what I call my mind.  If you are not of
legal age to view or read adult material (18 or older) then get gone
NOW!

If you like this.  Post it freely... so long as you give credit to the
author:  me!!  And don't make a profit off of my work.  This is meant
for everyone who can legally view it!!  Enjoy!!

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Oblivion:  Ray’s Tales Weekend:  Day One By:  H.D. Meister






Sabina McFea hated the weekends.  They reminded her of her self
imposed imprisonment from the dating scene.  So when the weekend came,
she made every effort to avoid her co-workers.

This weekend, however, her boss had given her the honor of showing the
new employee around the building.  She was told that his name was
Raymond and that he would be stopping by around 4:45.

"Another great weekend," she mumbled.  Sabina waited in the lobby,
watching her co-workers leave with smiles on their faces and mischief
on their minds.  She swallowed the foul tasting bile which filled her
throat.

"He should be here soon.  I trust you’ll take care of him, Sabina."

"I’ll make sure he gets briefed properly, sir," she replied in a
voice shrouded in the usual subservient harmonies.  As she had
expected, her boss smiled and chuckled politely as he turned and
walked out of the office.

Sabina turned her head towards the clock.  4:44.  When her gaze
returned to the front door, she saw him.  And what she saw, she liked.

"Hello.  I’m Ray.  I’m supposed to meet with a Sabina McFea for a
tour of the building?"

"That would be me," she spoke.  "I guess we can drop the formalities,
so let’s begin, shall we?"

Sabina was surprised at the fluidity of his speech.  In fact,
everything about Ray surprised her.  His all black clothes and long
pony-tail would have looked evil had it not been for his eyes.  Even
his movements were unusual, for he did not have any swagger, nor did
he slouch.  His posture was not perfect, yet it spoke loudly of the
raw strength he possessed.

"Well, I guess this concludes the tour.  Do you have any questions?"

"Just one," he said.  Sabina looked at Ray and found herself staring
into his eyes and, for the first time in over three years, looking
forward to the weekend.

"Ask away," she whispered.

"Dinner?  I’m starved!"


It took Sabina all of two hours to get ready for her first date in
well over three years.  Ten minutes were spent giving Ray directions
to her house, twenty-five minutes were wasted arguing with the idiots
who had decided to make a jammed roadway a speedway, thirty minutes to
shower, do hair, and get dressed.  The rest of the time she spent
trying to talk herself out of the date.  She was unsuccessful for the
first time  since she could remember.  The gentle knock on the door
ended any further argument.

"Door’s open!" she bellowed.  She was not quite sure how to dress for
such a casual date, so she grabbed the first dress which she hoped
would dissuade any and all sexual interest.  One glance, and she threw
her selection into the floor and chose again.  Her final choice was
elegantly simple:  white silk blouse with a black silk scarf and a
pair of loose fitting black slacks.  She topped off her ensemble with
her new pair of strapless pumps, black, and an onyx hair pin which
pulled her hair back, forcing it to cascade down her back.  Yet it was
her lingerie selection which puzzled her.

Ray didn’t look like the type of man who would be interested in a
woman’s lingerie.  So after she emerged from the shower, she decided
on highly conservative "granny panties" and the "iron maiden" bra she
normally wore.  Then she changed her mind, and chose a pair of
lily-white satin bikini panties and a lace and satin bra.

"You look great!" Ray said.  Sabina blushed, then noticed that Ray
looked even better in a white shirt.  She also noticed the growing
lust deep within her cunt.

"Thank you.  It’s just something I threw on."

"Shall we?" he asked.


Dinner was quite lovely.  Sabina loved seafood, and ate her fill.  All
at Ray’s expense.  The only thing which bothered her was his choice
of drink.  He insisted that they drink soda, not anything with
alcohol.

Other than this one minor thing, Sabina found her evening quite
enjoyable.  As it came to an end, Sabina found herself wishing that
she could extend it.

"Thanks for a great evening.  But.... why no alcohol?"  She watched as
he smiled, and knew that she would have to get him between her
sheets... and other things as well.

"Something an old friend of mine said.  'Never drink when you have to
drive... or are in the company of a woman.'"

Sabina watched as he left.  Once inside of her home, her hands flew
immediately towards her cunt.  She was surprised to note that it was
soaked.  She never made it to her bedroom, spending the night on her
living room floor with Ray’s name just a whisper on her lips.


Sabina wondered how much longer she could hold out.  She watched as
every woman in the office vied for his attention.  All were met with
his kind, gentle and honest nature.  Even Alexis, well known as the
office whore, were unsuccessful at gaining more than just his smile
and warm words.

It had been two weeks since their date, and he had done little more
than smile at her.  It was more than enough.  Sabina hung up the phone
and prepared to leave the office when her boss walked up with a stack
of papers and an evil grin.

"Sabina, I need these done by Tuesday.  Since we are off on Monday, I
was wondering if you could work on them."

"Sure."  She swallowed her anger.  She had looked forward to spending
a quiet four days with her favorite vibrator and her growing number of
fantasies of Ray.

"Great.  Oh... don’t leave just yet.  Your partner is finishing up."

She opened her mouth to ask him who her partner would be, but he
walked off.  Two minutes later she saw Ray walking towards her,
smiling.  Wonder how much we’ll get done.


The ride to Ray’s house was excruciating.  They chatted for the
entire trip, but she had not been brave enough to ask him anything
about himself.  When they arrived at his house, Sabina simply stood in
awe.

It was far enough from the city to have a touch of cozy about it, but
it also had a hardness which was there if one could see it.  It was
three stories high and sported a bark blue siding material.  The yard
was well kept, and the trees looked healthy and content.  Yet even
they had something akin to a darkness about them.

"Let’s go.  We’ve got a lot of work to get done."

They spent the rest of the evening working.  She had almost forgotten
that she was in Ray’s house.  Yet every time he leaned over her, she
was reminded of one of her fantasies.  It was beginning to get to her
when Ray placed a hand on her shoulder.

"That’s enough for tonight.  Let’s see what’s on the television."

Sabina rose.  The closeness of her breasts to his chest did not
surprise her, nor did her reaction.  His reaction did, for it appeared
that Ray did not notice.  She felt a small piece of her hopes crumble.
She followed as Ray walked into his den.  It was a techno- lover’s
paradise.  There were five computers quietly humming away.  He had a
large screen television and a stereo system which would have made any
movie theater jealous.  The lighting was spectacular, casting a warm
glow onto everything.  Yet something was missing.  That something was
Ray.  He made the room complete.

"I have to admit that I asked for you to help me on this project."

"Why me?" she asked as she sat down on a couch much too soft to truly
be a part of his home.

"I like how you work," he said, shrugging.  "Besides.  If I’ve got to
spend a four day weekend working, I could not have chosen better
company."

"Well," she said with a laugh, "if I’m going to be spending the
weekend here, I’d better get home and get a change of clothes."

She watched as he turned around slowly, fixing her eye with his.
"I’ve got that covered.  Your room is on the third floor, and it’s
stocked with clothes.  I hope you like my selection."

The movie was forgotten the moment she began to talk to him.  She
heard everything he said, but her mind was elsewhere.  Thoughts of
having his arms wrapped around her as he fucked her well past
oblivion.

"Mind if I ask you a personal question?"

"Shoot, Ray."

"Why do you dye your hair black?"

She faced Ray, looking deeply into his eyes.  No one else had guessed
that she had dyed her hair from it’s natural golden blonde.  She
thought for a second before answering him.

"I didn’t want to be judged simply because I’m a blonde.  How about
you.  Why the normal look?  It doesn’t seem to fit you."

"When in Rome, they say.  Curious as to what I look like outside of
the suit and tie?"

If you only knew...  "Something like that."

"Tell you what.  I have a collection of videos stashed away.  What say
we change into something more comfortable and enjoy one... as human
beings."

"Lead the way!" Sabina smiled.  She followed him up a flight of stairs
which ended upon the third floor.  The hallway was lit just as warmly
as the rest of his home.  There were five wood doors, each sporting an
elaborate engraving unique to them.  One such engraving was of a
beautiful woman, draped in silk.

"Mine?" she asked, pointing to the door with the woman carved onto it.

"Yep.  Hope you enjoy my choices.  I’ll be out in just a sec.  Meet
me downstairs, Sabina."

She entered the room and was immediately surprised at Ray’s tastes.
The room was more like one from an expensive hotel.  When she walked
into the closet, she found herself facing an array of clothes for
every occasion.  Her choice included a tee shirt much too big for her,
emblazoned with a white falcon soaring through the air and a pair of
black jogging pants.  She removed her hose and bra, leaving her
panties on.  Satisfied with what he had on, she returned to the den.
A few minutes later, she was joined by Ray.

She approved of the change.  His hair was no longer tied in a pony
tail, but hung proudly down, cascading over his back.  He wore a
sleeveless tee shirt with a pair of well worn denim shorts.  She also
noticed that his skin was covered with tattoos of a tribal nature.
Yet it was the reality of the sight that moistened her thighs.  He was
powerful;  no movement was wasted.

"Everything OK?" he asked.

"Yes," she whispered.  She could not contain the lust within her
voice.  One glance at Ray told her that he had heard it.

Sabina tried to focus on the movie, but found herself looking for any
excuse to move closer to Ray.  She was growing edgy when he offered to
get them something to drink.

"Beer, if you’ve got it.  And don’t worry about me being a woman.  I
think I can hold my own."

When he returned with the two bottles of beer, Sabina held her breath.
As he sat down beside her, she nestled herself against his arm.  While
she desperately wanted him to wrap his arm around her, she knew that
he would not.  At least not yet.  She sipped her beer slowly;  if
something were to happen, Sabina did not want to have alcohol as an
excuse.

Somewhere in the middle of the movie, Sabina became aware that Ray was
not paying attention to the movie.  She felt his eyes caressing her
entire body with a familiarity that said he knew full well what he
expected to find.  Yet he had not given her any indication as to
whether or not he liked what he was seeing.  She began to regret
having chosen loose fitting attire.

"Why aren’t you married?"

The question came as a shock, and she turned her head to face him.
When her eyes met his, she knew where she would soon be:  bouncing
happily on his cock.

"I guess I never met anyone...." she whispered.  She tried to pull her
gaze away from his, but failed miserably.  She reached up to push
herself away from him, only to have her hands fused to the taunt
muscles of his chest.  She opened her mouth, now drier than and
desert, and licked her lips.

Sabina had dreamt of this moment for weeks.  She had imagined herself
surrendering to Ray’s whims.  Now that the moment seemed so close,
she was terrified.  She liked Ray;  he was more like the kind of man
she could see coming home to.  Would sleeping with him drive him away
from her?  Would he see her as easy pickings?

"I know the feeling.  Still... you are very beautiful.  Anyone would
have to be flat insane not to try to gain your attention."

She smiled.  Her hands itched to travel into his lap and wrap
themselves around his manhood, yet somehow she held them to their
place.

"You’re tense.  Here."

She removed her hands from him and turned her back to him.  Sabina
waited for the massage that was coming, hoping that she would not cum
while he manipulated her flesh with his hands.  When he began, she
felt her cunt unleash a torrent of its nectar into her satin panties.
She bit her lip in an effort to not let him know that she was a
thought away from throwing herself at him.

His hands seemed accustomed to the female body;  his hands willed away
all of her tension with practiced ease.  They did not, however, ease
her growing desire for him.  She pulled off her shirt, fully aware
that she had removed her bar, and waited.  His hands returned, and her
desire grew to colossal proportions.

"You have beautiful skin, Sabina," he spoke.  His words sealed her
fate.  Sabina pressed her back into him.

The heat of flesh greeted her instead of the stark cold of his shirt.
Sabina inhaled sharply at this sudden contact, and felt her nipples
tingle with excitement.  She closed her eyes and lost herself in the
feel of his hands as they wandered over her stomach.  Her hands slid
down to remove her jogging pants, only to be stopped by his.

"Let me," he whispered into her ear.  His breath, sweet and gentle,
held no trace of malice or alcohol.

She lifted her hips and felt the fabric glide silently off of her,
leaving only her panties.  His hair felt like downy feathers against
her neck.  She forced herself not to hurry him.  Once free of the
cotton, she relaxed into him once more.  His hands traveled over her
thighs with care, touching every nerve which was directly connected to
her womanhood.  He skipped over her cunt, a fact which did more to her
than if he had paid it the attention she craved.  When he reached her
breasts, Sabina moaned.  If he did not know how she felt, he would
certainly know now.  He stopped just before he reached her nipples and
removed his hands from her body.  She felt him stand.

Sabina opened her eyes to a room which was darker than before.  The
lights had been dimmed, and the entire room was filled with dark
shadows which seemed to have been given a life independent of all save
lust.  She turned to face Ray, and saw something closer to her
fantasies than she ever imagined.

He still had his shorts on, yet the raw power of his body was there
for her to see.  His body was sculpted from white gold and emblazoned
with sigils of power, not mere tattoos.  His hair hung down, covering
his face.  Yet his eyes burned with an eerie black flame.  Gone were
the trappings of work.  She was facing a man.  And for the first time
in quite a while, Sabina wanted not sex, but raw lust.

"It’s only fair," he said.  Sabina walked towards him and removed
both his shorts and underwear.  She kept her focus on his eyes.  With
that done, she stepped away from Ray.  She cast her gaze downward, and
settled it upon what she would come the call the mother of all dicks.
It was easily eight inches long, and appeared to be close to two
inches thick.  It hung from his loins, yet even then she knew not to
judge.  It was the cock of a man:  strong and confident in its
abilities.  There was no need for it to stand straight, bolstering
itself with false bravado, for it knew full well its abilities... and
limitations.

"Too long," she whispered as she knelt.  Her hands gripped his ass
cheeks and she opened her mouth.

Sabina had suck a few cocks in her earlier years, and she knew what
she would normally do.  Yet Ray deserved more than her normal skill;
she would have to invent new measures of pleasure.  Where she normally
would suck on as much of a cock as she could fit in her mouth, she now
concentrated on his cock head, swirling her tongue around it slowly.
He had a different taste than the cocks she could remember.  They
tastes of animal musk;  Ray tasted of man, with a light dusting of
lust added to enhance its already sublime flavor.  She slowed her
breathing and began to feed on the entire length of him.  She had
never been able to deep throat a cock before, and if she had taken a
moment to realize that Ray was much larger that anyone else she had
slept with she would not have tried.  Yet slowly, inch by mouth
watering inch, it slid down her gullet until her lips were plastered
against his crotch hairs.

She did this three times, taking him fully within her throat.  Then
she sought out his balls.  She nudged his cock skyward and fastened
her mouth onto his sperm filled scrotum.  This was somehting she had
never done before.  She found the experience quite exciting.  She
bathed them lovingly for several minutes when the room exploded.

Mother Nature was Coming.  Good ol’ Aunt Flo.  Thoughts raced through
her mind as she tried to fight the coming tide of blood.  Her eyes
flicked over to Ray... and saw that he knew.  She also saw that her
current condition did not bother him.  In fact, it appeared to please
him.

Sabina stepped back as Ray took a step forward.  She was not running
from hi,, just obeying his silent command.  She stopped when her legs
bumped into the love seat which she vaguely remembered was in the
room.  She watched as Ray’s head moved slightly to his right.  Sabina
did as she was bid.  Her eyes fell upon a drawer which was slightly
open.  Upon opening it fully, she saw a wide array of condoms.  All
were in boxes which had not been opened.  Selecting a box, she moved
quickly to open it.  She was racing against Mother Nature now, yet not
in order to get laid before her arrival.  She wanted her period to
come while Ray was inside of her.  Her hands moved with blinding
speed, eventually scattering the entire contents of the box onto the
floor.  She didn’t care.

She wrapped his cock in the sheep skin condo with little fanfare.  She
desperately wanted him inside of her.  She guess that the smell of her
menstrual fluids hadsparked something within Ray which would not be
denied.  Given that she had often wondered what I would feel like to
have someone fuck her while she was on her period, Sabina was eager to
have his cock inside of her.  Already her cunt, totally soaked with
cunt oil, was beginning to let small drops of blood mingle freely
inside her cunt.

She held still as ray reached out his hands.  He pulled her panties
off swiftly, and was just as swift when he filled her cunt with his
cock.  Sabina hissed loudly;  not having a flesh and blood cock inside
of her for some time had banished the memory of the fire cocks
brought.  Ray’s brought back those memories, and added its name.  At
first, there was just the head.  It forced its way through her cunt
lips, after taking a moment to kiss her clit.  She tried to force more
of himwithin her, but he dodged eveyr attempt.  Sabina lifted a leg,
hoping to gain a better angle.  She gasped as Ray took her leg anf
lifted int until it rested on his shoulder.  The only thing holding
her up was one shaking leg and her death grip on Ray’s neck.  Fucking
standing up was nothing new to her, but it seemed... better...   with
Ray.

"YYYYYYEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSssssssss..."  Her cry was cut short as
ray, who teased her with a little more of his cock, grabbed her ass
and plunged himself well into her cunt with one full lunge.  And he
never slowed down.  Each time he slammed into her cunt, it spit its
oil onto their thighs, eventaully covering them with a rather erotic
smelling concoction.

Nothing mattered to Sabina now.  All she could think of was the
varoius positions she needed.  Riding him.  Doggy style.  Any
position... no matter how painful.  When Ray spun her on his cock
until she had her back to him, she experienced her first orgasm.  This
is not to say that she never came whenever she had sex.  She did, and
quite often. This, however, was her first true orgasm.  It rattled
every cell within her body and tore her soul to shreds.  She did not
even have time to scream.  And through everything, Ray never once
stopped whipping his cock into and out of her cunt.  She felt his
hands grip her tits viciously and pull them in every direction at
once.  Sabina began slamming her ass into his hips harder and harder,
until the sound of skin on skin was the thunder of a hurricane.

Sabina reached out with one hand, steadying herself against Ray’s
onslaught.  Her other hand went straight to her clit and pulled her
love button frantically.  She was little more than a drooling fool,
but that did not matter.  She roled her hips, altering the path that
his thrusts took.  When Ray began to join her, Sabina almost passed
out from the awesome might of her second orgams.

She was barely aware that Ray was pulling her into yet another
position.  This time he placed her on the love seat, curled up like a
sleeping infant.  He forced her to keep her legs closed, and continued
to fuck her.  Sabina saw stars;  no man had ever driven her to this
point.  She had believed that there was no army of men with this kind
of power.  And he was positively brutal on her tits.  Not that she
wanted him to be anything less than what he was.

Three more orgasm... eight separate positions... and he still had not
climaxed.  What was left of her mind wondered if he would ever cum.
He answered her unspoken question by yanking his cock out of her,
tearing off the condom and placing his cock between her breasts.
Instinc made her suck on his cock head until she felt it grow larger
between her lips.

It was as if a great dragon had inhaled, then spewed white flame from
its giant maw.  Ray was pouring his manseed down her throat with such
speed that it boiled out, slippind down her cheeks.  Her tongue bowed
in homage to so spectacular a sight.  And her cunt, which he had
filled with three... or was it four... fingers, cried once more, then
fell silent.  Her legs soon followed.  Then, as the last blast of his
cum splattered against her lips, she fell unconscious.  The last thing
to go was her hearing.



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