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Experience the origins of this torrid affair for yourself. - first two chapters provided here. (MF, oral anal) *** Author's Note: This is my first foray into writing erotica, so I hope you enjoy it. Your thoughts and comments are welcome and appreciated at emmaps1@gmail.com. Let me know if you would be interested in reading more in this series. As always, the typical warnings apply. This story contains graphic asexual content, so if you are easily offended or under 18, then grow up and get a life, preferably somewhere else. *** Chapter 1: Goodbye Randy's heart beat loudly in his ears as he walked up the all too familiar pathway to her door. He knocked firmly and waited several minutes. Suddenly queasy, Randy started having second thoughts. Just as he turned to leave, however, Trish opened the door, freezing him in his tracks. "Oh, hey Randy," Trish said, the sing song quality of her voice floating light and airy on the breeze. "RJ isn't here right now. I think you just missed him. He was heading back to his place tonight," she continued as she eyed the rose he was fiddling with nervously. "I know," Randy replied, trying to mask the tremor in his voice. He'd passed the point of no return, and now it was time to say what he was here to say before he lost his nerve completely. "I've already seen him today. That's not why I'm here. I actually came to see you. I have something I need to get off of my chest. Trish, I ..." "Oh Randy, don't," she tried to cut in as the full realization of what he was about to say hit her like a ton of bricks. Undeterred, Randy continued. He'd already started in, and he wasn't about to leave here without telling her exactly how he felt about her, whether she wanted to hear it or not. Besides, he already knew what the answer to that question was. That's why it had taken him so long to work up the courage to say this in the first place. "Trish, I love you. I have loved you ever since we were freshmen. I know you don't feel that way about me, and that's ok. I think we both know that I'm not what you need right now, but that doesn't make this any easier. Trish, I've got a job waiting for me down in South Dakota, and I've already accepted it. I leave in a couple of weeks." Exhaling, he paused to let it sink in. "I couldn't go without seeing you first and telling you how I feel, though. I don't think it's ever really been a secret, but I had to say it out loud all the same." He was right, and she knew it. She'd always known it. There was no mistaking that look in his eyes, the one she'd seen a million times before over the 5 years they'd known each other. Even though she'd always loved him like a brother, she knew deep down his feelings were much stronger than that. He held out the rose to her, and she took it. "I've tried to let it go for years, but the more I try, the harder it gets. That's why I've got to leave." "I understand," she replied, rolling the stem of the rose between her delicate fingers. They passed a long moment in silence, gazing intently at one another before he broke the reverie. "Well there, I've said it," he heaved. "I'll miss you Trish. If you ever need anything, anything at all, you just let me know, ya hear?" Without waiting for her reply, he pulled her close for a quick hug before turning his back and walking away so that she wouldn't see the tears glistening in the corners of his eyes. By the time he reached his car, they had turned to rivulets, streaming down his cheeks unbidden and unbridled. She watched as he climbed into the little red sports car and sped off. She stood in the doorway looking after him for a long minute after he'd disappeared, not knowing just how to react to what he'd just said. It had all happened so fast, and he hadn't even stopped to ask how she felt or if she had anything to say. Just as well. She wasn't sure what else she could have added anyways. He was right about how she felt after all, wasn't he? Still, she couldn't fight off the twinge of sadness and regret that seeped into her as she remembered the pained look on his face when she had tried to interrupt him, and she knew she would miss him. Chapter 2: Visits in the Night Naked, Randy knelt between the statuesque pair of legs stretched out on either side of him. Slowly, deliberately, he traced a path upward from her ankle with his lips and tongue. The heady perfume of her womanhood engulfed him as he neared his target. With tentative kisses and nibbles, he teased around her mons. Trish rocked her hips back and forth, trying desperately to get his tongue buried in her slit. After several minutes of this cat and mouse exchange, he deftly inserted a long digit into her steaming inferno and engulfed her clit in the warm wetness of his mouth, lashing it with his tongue. Her head spun and she quickly wrapped her legs around his head to keep him locked in place just in case he got it in his head to tease her anymore. She was already so close, and she couldn't stand for him to stop. Randy didn't plan on going anywhere however, and after only a few short minutes of his oral ministrations, Trish felt the first spasms of her orgasm coming on like a freight train. Randy felt it too, and took the opportunity to slip first one, and then two fingers from her puss into the little rosebud of her anus. "You nasty little fucker," Trisha gasped as she began to slide down from her climax. Redoubling his efforts, Randy managed to elicit a surprised moan from Trish's full lips as he played her body like a violin, stretching every nerve taught until it sang out with pleasure. He could tell that his fingers in her ass were a new sensation for the dark haired vixen, and he was going to take full advantage of her baptism into the exquisite pleasure of ass play. "Mmm, that's right. Don't stop, don't you dare stop!" she shrieked as her second orgasm ripped through her body like a shockwave. A stirring in the bed next to him slowly brought Randy back to consciousness. As he groggily sat up and opened his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Sally's cute panty clad behind disappearing into the master bath. He dropped back into the warm embrace of the pillow and suppressed a groan as he realized that he'd been dreaming of Trish again for the third time in as many nights. She'd been visiting him in his dreams off and on for the past 9 years, but he'd been seeing a lot more of her over the past several months, in more ways than one. Not only had the frequency of the dreams been increasing, but they'd been getting a lot steamier too. When they'd first started, the dreams were mostly innocuous. He would catch glimpses of her here and there, but nothing more. Then he'd started to have conversations with her, some inane, and others more serious and personal. Lately, however, they'd been falling into bed as often as not, and Randy wasn't sure how he felt about that. He loved Sally, and somehow it felt wrong for him to see Trish like that, even if it was only a dream. Still, there really wasn't anything he could do about it now was there? He heard the rush of running water in the bathroom, and a few seconds later Sally emerged and slid into the sheets beside him unaware that he was now wide awake. He listened as her breathing slowed to an even and steady pace, knowing that she had dropped off into a deep and restful sleep. There was no such luck for Randy. He glanced over at the clock on his night stand which brightly announced that 4:30 am was fast approaching. At least he'd gotten a few good hours of sleep this time. Lying next to his unconscious wife, the dream replayed over in his mind. Like it or not, Randy had to admit that he'd also started to look forward to his night time encounters. Feelings of guilt aside, they were some of the hottest sexual encounters he'd ever had. The intensity of the passion that they shared together was incomparable. It was the kind of emotion that only existed in fantasy, and he knew it. Still, he just wished that the dreams would last long enough for him to reach his own climax. Instead, he woke up each time with a raging hard on and a reel of mental film better than any porn flick. Oh well, he'd just have to take care of that beast himself. Careful not to wake Sally, he began to silently extract himself from the covers when a different idea popped into his mind. Rather than stroking his own cock into satisfaction, what if he instead played out that little fantasy with Sally instead? She'd never know the difference, and he sure could use some sweet release into that tight little body of hers. His turgid erection won out over the guilt of what he was about to do, and turning back to his sleeping beauty, he began to caress her gently. He knew from experience that she was a fairly heavy sleeper, so if he played his cards right, she wouldn't even wake up until her body was already his for the taking. Within a few minutes, he had maneuvered her into position and begun to play light touches across her exposed flesh, brushing her bare nipples and then tracing downward to her shrouded treasure trove. Soon, he felt her body begin to respond to his manipulations. Slipping a hand into her panties, he easily felt the wetness that had started to form there. Taking his cue, he slid beneath the covers and pulled her panties aside, bringing his mouth close. His warm breath on her skin raised goose bumps on the backs of her arms. With tentative movements, Randy began to slowly devour the delicious treat before him, and soon his tongue was buried deep inside of her. Sally stirred as love juice began to flow freely from her engorged pleasure mound. In her relaxed state, her body responded freely to the stimulation she was receiving in her most intimate of erogenous zones. Her hands unconsciously drifted to the back of Randy's head as she instinctively pulled his head deeper into her eagerly awaiting crevice. "Mmm, good morning to you too stud," Sally purred as she languidly came to in a wash of erotic sensations. The feel of his thick head of hair in her hands coupled with the electric sensation of his suckling mouth latched onto her love button radiated pleasure outward from her groin in heady waves that threatened to inundate her consciousness in utter bliss. "If you keep that up much longer, you're likely to drown down there," she giggled in between crests. "You're not getting off that easy," he mumbled from between her thighs. "Or maybe you are." He winked slyly before going back to work on her sensitive flesh. She giggled again at his verbal prod, knowing full well that his oral attentions would soon be sending her over the edge. A breathy moan escaped her lips as she ground her hips upward into his face, giving way to the animalistic lust building inside her. Randy recognized impending the signs and reached up to roll her erect nipples firmly between his fingers while giving them a gentle tug. Sally groaned and squealed as she fell headlong into a body wracking orgasm. Randy wasted no time gliding up her body to cover her mouth with his own. His rigid staff split her open and sank into her well lubricated passage to the hilt in one smooth stroke. He lay completely still for a moment, his balls resting in the crack of her upturned ass, luxuriating in the feel of her snug love tunnel wrapped warmly around his twitching slab of man meat. Sally kissed him fiercely, tasting the sweet tang of her own sex in his mouth as his fur covered nuts rubbed on the rosebud of her ass. Randy unhurriedly began to withdraw his phallic lance from her delicate sheath. When only the head remained, he reversed direction, pistoning into her with a measured pace. Raising up on his hands above her, he adjusted his angle for better leverage. Sally took the opportunity to put her mouth to good use on his sensitive nipples while he plowed into her with increasing gusto. Trish's face flashed through Randy's mind as he wickedly thought that this was the only part of his dream that had been missing. Their bodies slapped together rhythmically as slurping noises and groans of pleasure filled the bedroom. Eventually, steady pounding turned to frantic thrusting as both Randy and Sally neared their respective climaxes. Lying down atop her, Randy moved his hands to firmly grasp a shapely ass cheek in each hand as he ground out the final staccato thrusts that signaled his impending release. He bellowed loudly as he pictured Trish's naked body beneath him as he'd seen it earlier that night in his dream. His mind erupted in pleasure as he imagined that it was her body on the receiving end of every powerful spurt of man cream that raced down his shaft to explode from the tip of his bulging cock head. Unaware of the maelstrom of fantasies playing out in Randy's head above her, Sally frothing pussy began to convulse around Randy's invading shaft as it pulsed inside her. The powerful fucking he had given her sent her head spinning, and as his cum spilled out to fill up her insides, she experienced a spine numbing rush of tingling heat engulf her before the orgasmic spasming of her entire nervous system finally subsided. Spent, they collapsed into each other's sweaty arms and relished the feeling of being intertwined together. 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