Desperate Thoughts: The Gift (6 page)

Victoria walked home wearing a big smile while anticipating her second virgin session. She was hoping this one would go a lot better than the first. The first virgin was a little nervous, blew his load seconds after she began working on him and then failed to get hard again. The whole experience was a little less than satisfying, at least on her part. She had more confidence in Eli. Feeling the bravery he displayed in the library would bode well for his performance, she was looking forward to sucking a cock again without the need for a condom. She craved the feeling she got when she pleased a man orally. She missed the taste and hardness of a cock that was thoroughly turned on and ready to go. She hoped Eli was up to the task.

Ethan ran home, checked himself for any stray hairs and ended up trimming a few. He took a shower even though he knew he’d be taking one in Victoria’s back yard. His cock was rock hard and he considered jerking off right there so he could hold out longer for her. That was until he remembered how much cum he witnessed being shot in her backyard and how impressed she seemed to be with the guys who had that ability. Needing all the help he could get in that department, he fought his urges.

Ethan arrived at Victoria’s a few minutes early and went to the back gate. Victoria opened the gate wearing a tiny, virtually see-through, white bikini. "Eli you’re a little early."

When she turned, his eyes locked onto her ass and his mouth fell open when he saw it up close. He had seen her in a number of different bikinis over the last few weeks. This was one he had not seen and it was by far the best. The bikini bottom was made up of a tiny, barely crotch-covering panel secured only by thin strings, one of which ran up the crack of her perfectly shaped tight ass. There were ties on the sides and it was one of the sexiest bikini bottoms he could have imagined. He said, "I really like your bathing suit."

As they headed to the pool, she glanced back. "Thanks."

Taking a deep calming breath, he began telling himself, play it cool. Don’t blow this. You’ve got to be careful since you know the routine. If she suspects anything is wrong, he was sure she would send him away.

She stopped near the diving board. "I need you to do everything that I say and you’ll have the time of your life. But if you don’t, I will ask you to leave."

Nodding while he stared at her amazing body, he fought back the urge to rip her bikini top off and feel her breasts. She continued, "There is an outdoor shower over there. Go wash and then sit at the other end of the pool right next to the raft." He headed to the shower and grinned as he glanced over to the end of the pool and found no condom box near the raft.

He quickly stripped and then showered. When he was finished, he walked over to the opposite end of the pool and sat on the edge with his impressive, semi-hard cock flopped against his leg. He glanced down at it concerned. He was sure he wasn’t fully hard because he was nervous. She watched as he began rubbing himself. He gave her a timid smile, she looked away, unconcerned with his current condition as she began preparing for the main event. His cock quickly responded and soon it was standing at full staff.

She was laying on top of the towels on the diving board with her head propped up on her hands and her elbows on the board. Glancing at his erection, she smiled. She was impressed with its size and although he was thirty feet from her, there was something oddly familiar about it.

After pausing a moment, she said, "Now get up and grab the raft."

He stood and picked up the raft. She continued, "Get in the pool and float on the raft on your back." He carried the raft down the stairs into the pool, turned and slid his ass onto it and adjusted himself until he was floating toward her. She licked her lips while her eyes locked onto his cock as he floated a little closer to her. She was dying to taste him and so anxious to get started that she almost forgot some of the routine as she began, "Now float over—"

He gave her an odd look as he remembered she’d skipped a step. Victoria wasn’t looking at his face as he morphed back into a mock shy nervous stare. Realizing her error, she stopped and sat up on the diving board. "Wait, no. Uh, sorry. Now stop right there for a moment."

Using his arms to hold his position, he stared at her waiting. She reached to the back of her neck and untied her top. She let it slip off her full breasts and he stared at them, breathing heavily with his cock throbbing. She reached behind her, grabbed a digital camera and pointed it down as she said, "Now I’m going to suck your cock, but only if you agree to a few things."

"Anything," he said.

"First, you will not tell anyone about this, and, if you see me in the library again, you will not speak to me or acknowledge me. Second, you will not return to my home for any reason. Do you agree to this?"

"Yes."

"Because if you do not agree to these terms you can go now."

"No, I absolutely agree."

"You must allow me to take your picture, because if you violate any of the rules, especially if you tell anyone, I will post your naked picture on every lamppost on campus."

"Sure, take the picture," he said hastily, then she glared at him for a moment until he added, "Sorry, I just want to get started."

Pointing the camera to him, she took one picture, then another, then placed the camera behind her. Then, she got back into position with her naked breasts hanging deliciously down in front of her. "Now steady yourself in the middle of the pool."

As he maneuvered the raft, she got ready with her head hanging into the pool. "Now bring your hard cock right in my mouth and I’ll do things to it you’ll never forget."

He directed the raft toward her expertly. She watched, equally impressed with his hard cock and navigation skills. As he approached, she felt comfortable enough to close her eyes and wait for him. This caused her mouth to water with anticipation and her pussy warmed, moistened, and pulsated as the seconds ticked away. Not watching him approach mirrored the experience she had with her husband and it was almost as if David was the one floating slowly toward her.

He slowed as he neared her waiting mouth. As his legs slid under the board, he held his breath and prepared for the amazing sensation of her lips around him. Sensing he was near, she extended her tongue. His cock slid slowly past her forehead. She kept her eyes shut as she felt the heat of him near her lips. His aim was true and he slipped perfectly inside her mouth. Inhaling deeply through her nose, she sucked him in. He flattened his hands in the water in order to hold his position as he slid a little too far under her. Lowering her head, she took more of him into her mouth and adjusted him back; he wasn’t going anywhere.

Instantly tasting his pre-cum, her eyes rolled back under her eyelids, and her moan was drowned out slightly by her full mouth. He nearly blew his load right there. He bucked his hips, and she slid her mouth over him even deeper as his cock bobbed up and down into her hot wet oral paradise. She sucked harder. His cock felt perfectly at home in her, almost as if it had been there many times before. The curve of him slipped easily down her throat and she savored the feeling of him between her lips.

He lay back, staring into the blue sky, as she continued bathing him, still with her eyes closed. He was dying to touch her, to lick her pussy, her ass, or any part of her that she wanted. He reached up to touch her face and it surprised her. Opening her eyes, she watched as her mouth slid slowly up and down on his cock with the rhythmic motion of the pool. Something seemed even more familiar now and she pulled her mouth off his cock to admire it. Reaching out, she held it, and studied it closely. Her eyes shot fully open, she blinked a few times, shut her eyes tight and then looked at it once again.

She pushed it down to get a view from the top and that did it. Eli’s cock was a mirror image of David’s, from the size, to the shape of the head, to everything about it; it was just like David’s. He glanced to her and she looked like she’d seen a ghost. When Victoria moved his cock to the side and spotted the huge David-esque vein running up the length, she gasped then quickly moved her hand to his thigh and pushed him away.

As he floated away while staring at her, shocked, she tried to lift herself off the diving board, but slipped and fell into the pool headfirst. Falling off the raft, he swam toward her and reached her just as she returned to the surface. She pushed away from him in a panic. "I want you to leave."

He looked at her, concerned. "Why? What did I do?"

"I can’t explain. I just need you to leave right now."

She swam toward the edge and he followed. After climbing out of the pool, she wrapped herself in a towel, then sat on the patio, shaking. He climbed out of the water and walked toward her with his slowly shrinking cock staring her right in the face. She glanced once more at his penis and even now, as it shrunk, it still resembled her lost love’s perfect appendage. She said, "I just feel sick all of a sudden. I need you to go. Please leave." Then, she turned away and began sobbing gently.

He looked at her, disappointed, then opened his mouth to speak, but could not find the words. Grabbing a towel, he hastily dried off, dressed quickly, and walked out the gate without saying another word.

After Eli left, Victoria rushed into the house, pulled out David’s replica and studied it closely. Checking it from all angles, she was almost positive their penises were at least incredibly similar, if not completely identical. She loaded the picture she’d taken of Eli on the computer, zoomed in on his cock and printed it out. The blown-up picture was a little grainy and she tried to match it to the realistic dildo, but the comparisons were just too hard to make. She needed access to his erection again to really know for sure.

She thought that maybe there were penises that were similar in this world, but none could be completely identical in shape size and vein structure. She had to find out. She thought of nothing else as she lay in bed with the taste of Eli’s cock still in her mouth. Struggling to fall asleep, she clutched David’s replica. It was the first time she would sleep with it next to her all night.

The next day, Victoria woke staring right at the replica. She popped out of bed, rushed to her clipboard and dialed Eli’s number.

Ethan checked the display, didn’t recognize the incoming number and answered hesitantly, "Hello"

"Eli?"

He was about to correct the caller, but he realized it was Victoria and his heart began beating out of his chest as she repeated, "Is this Eli?"

"Uh, yeah. Yes, this is."

"It’s Victoria."

He began, "Oh, hi, I’m so sorry if I did something—"

"No, I’m sorry. I was…I can’t explain it. I would like you to come over tonight. Are you free?"

"Yes," he said quickly.

"Come here at eight, but come to the front door," she said.

"I’ll be there," he said with a smile on his face.

At exactly thirty-two seconds after eight, Victoria stood in her living room wearing only a short silky robe as Eli stood before her wearing jeans and a t-shirt. She said, "Eli, I want you to do everything I say."

"Yes," he replied.

"Take off all your clothes."

She sat in a chair as he quickly stripped down, his cock already showing signs of his growing excitement. He stood before her nervously. Pointing to a sleep mask on the coffee table, she said, "Please sit on the sofa and put on the mask. Don’t remove it until I ask you to."

After nodding, he grabbed the mask, sat on the sofa and secured the mask over his eyes. She opened the end table drawer and pulled out the red velvet pouch. She removed the model of David’s beautiful cock and brought it to the sofa. Kneeling in front of him, she placed the replica next to him on the cushion. She looked at Eli’s cock as it began to throb slightly from his anticipation. Taking hold of it with both hands, she massaged it. His dick quickly responded and soon was at full size and rock hard. Holding his cock with one hand, she grabbed the replica with the other and compared the two. She tilted her head, looked at them from the bottom and found them to be a perfect match. She exhaled deeply. "Please stand."

She moved back a bit to give him some room. When he stood, she rose up and placed the replica next to his cock against his body. He said, grinning slightly, "Wh—what is that? It’s cold."

"Please be quiet," she said without looking away from his groin.

Looking down at Eli’s penis in comparison to the replica, she found, from that angle, they were also alike. They both had the exact same sized head and opening and position for the slit. It was mind blowing, and she found her head spinning a bit. Slipping back down to her knees, she placed the replica next to Eli’s cock on the side that housed the huge vein. She used her finger to trace the vein on his penis as her eyes followed the one on the replica. Her jaw dropped with how incredibly similar they were.

"Shit, that feels good," he said as she just studied both penises in awe. There were really only minor differences in the pronouncement of the vein in a few spots, which could be easily explained by the level of excitement between Eli’s current erection and David’s when he made the copy. As Victoria continued to examine both the throbbing live penis and David’s hard, cold replica, she thought the similarities were uncanny; the replica could have easily come from Eli’s very own beautiful cock. She looked down quickly, her lightheadedness overcoming her, then she put a hand onto his belly for support.