Hekate's Passage: A Story of Sex and Rock'n'roll, Part 1, Vol. 1 (13 page)

He keeps on shaking his head, gesticulating.

“We told you,” Colin answers him.

Tony has a really satisfied look around him. He almost purrs.

“Eleyne is sweet, indeed. Fucking her is...” he pauses looking for a word.

“All of them are sweet. And really naughty,” Jim adds. “And more than that, they are really... awesome... in every sense.”

“Awesome,” Colin’s voice shows that his feelings are empathic with Jim’s. “Awesome and wet.”

“They were like that yesterday, too...” Tony remarks. “When we found Yasmin on that road there, talking about her naked friends I had hoped for some fun, but the reality has far exceeded my expectations,” he shakes his head in disbelief. “Eleyne almost pounced on me. Mates, she was so wet and enthusiastic...”

“Melisa was the same, and she said it was all for me,” Jim adds, then they both look at Colin who nods in agreement.

“First I thought that Yasmin was a bit coy, shying from you in the car, but then she turned so hot. And tonight... I admit, I didn’t expect she would really agree to have sex with another girl.”

“Yeah, they were really exciting together,” Jim nods.

.

I hear the men chuckle and exclaim together aloud.

“Why didn’t you join us then?” Colin asks him, “it would be really interesting to watch a girls’ threesome or even foursome.”

“Melisa said ‘no’,” Jim sulks, but then cheers up, “but I think I’ll find a way of convincing her. And she was so wet, man, and hot that I accepted her rules. And it was really a blast even though I couldn’t join you…”

“I didn’t ask Babette,” Ted chuckles. “I wanted to appreciate her just by myself. She was really sweet and oily. But I could see that Yasmin and Eleyne were really feeling fine together,” he winks at Tony, “maybe even better than with you guys.”

Tony squints at him and makes a face.

“I took care of that. Now she knows she feels better with me.”

This gets them into mad laughter again. Then Ted continues with his praise for our French girlfriend.
“
God, she does have tits for a French girl, have you heard her accent?”

“When she was moaning?” Jim jokes and everybody laughs.

“I know what you talk about. French girls can be very sweet, but unfortunately most of them don’t have much on their chest,” Tony makes a face, “it seems like you got lucky, mate. Well, all of us got lucky.” I can see his naughty and satisfied smile.

“Yeah, all of them have nice big boobs, round firm arses, hourglass bodies,” Jim starts a list.

“Very tight, fantastic butts, I wonder how they keep them so good and round as plums,”
Tony wonders.

“Oh, yeah... That oil was a really good idea,” Jim chuckles. “Babette is really a naughty girl, Ted.”

“She is,” Ted chuckles, “but she’s French,” he raises his eyebrows, then adds. “Did you guys notice their pussies?”

“I sure looked at Melisa’s pussy, it was very tasty,” Jim laughs. “Why are you asking?”

“The hair!” Ted exclaims. “Did you notice how little hair they have on their snatches. Just a little bit and it’s trimmed.”

“Now, that you say it, I think I noticed that too,” Tony muses. “Most of the other girls I fucked really had a jungle down there.”

“You’re right, mate,” Jim winks, “but it’s only better with shorter hair on their pussies. Less gets into my nose.”

“That’s the truth,” Tony is enthusiastic. “Less hair, more pussy to taste, suck, lick, bite... Yummy pussies, and sensitive. Wow, I think I’m getting another hard on.”

“Well, Yasmin has a nice trimmed pussy, but I thought that this was the fashion down there, in South America, but the other girls are not from there. Are future pussies hairless?”

This gets them all into wild laughter, they make a lot of noise joking dirty about our attributes, then wondering if we are happy with their equipment. But Tony says.

“Eleyne’s been definitely very happy about the fuck she got,” this gets the others curious, but Colin tells them.

“Yeah, I saw. She fainted. What did you do to her, mate?”

“She liked my fucking very much,” he smiles enigmatically; it seems he doesn’t want to tell the others that I named him my sex god but Jim breaks in.

“Melisa fainted, too, and she said exactly the same.”

Tony
just winks at him.

“Well,” says Ted, “it looks like they get too hot to stand our fucking methods for a long time.”

“Our fucking methods?” Colin asks amused. “Is it that we share some common unusual styles to fuck pussies?”

There is another explosion of laughs and dirty remarks. Tony’s voice arises over the rest, clear and sound.

“I could say that but... could it be that we possess some special attraction for these girls? Though, I have to admit, they are so hot, they react so enthusiastically and their pussies are so wet, you just want to keep on fucking... and to restrain yourself from coming, but when you finally do come, it’s an earthquake...”

“I think you’re right,” Jim agrees. “I kind of felt the same. But I think that we just have the best weapons, mates, and we have a talent, a talent for fucking girls.”

“You have a high self-esteem, my friend,” Colin comments in a good mood, “but I think... it’s totally true. They were very curious to know what we have here.”

“And they got what they wanted. Without delays,” says Tony, “and really appreciated what we gave them.”

Then a pause occurs, and Tony adds in a lower tone.

“To tell the truth, these girls are a great treat for us, a really unexpected surprise…”

“A hot surprise with a high dose of adrenaline,” corroborates Colin. His voices sounds soft and pleased, but then Tony adds.

“Yes, Colin. They gave us a hot surprise, but I think the most surprised here should be you. Yasmin got you in no time.”

“Did you think she would have no chance?” There is a hint of irony in Colin’s voice. “But, God damn it, she succeeded and don't ask me about her methods. She is really a witch. And I admit,” he raises his hands, “I did enjoy it very much. You said something about an earthquake, Tony?”

The laughter explodes again.

“Are you enchanted by her magic tricks?” Jim asks comically. “Can she turn you into a toad?”

“Maybe,” says Colin. “Maybe that thing, the stones, all that... work... but what am I saying? Shit!”

They keep on exchanging more or less dirty remarks about the recent and yesterday’s fuck, then come back to talking about our looks.

“Long, soft hair, pretty faces, pretty big eyes,” Ted continues, “Babette’s really got nice blue eyes...”

“Eleyne’s a kitty with those green eyes of hers,” Tony croons.

“So
is Yasmin,”
Colin supplies, “childlike looks that conceal a dirty, sweet mind.”

“Melisa’s are brown,” Jim smiles.

Hearing Babette and Melisa’s voices draws my attention away from this very interesting conversation they are having, I’m certainly happy that our attributes as well as eagerness are appreciated properly; but I wonder what was so funny that they laughed before I started listening. Well, I decide, they were probably having some more male dirty talk about the fuck we had.

“What are you doing here?” Melisa asks.

“Eavesdropping” I wink. “The guys really, really like us, and it’s good to know such things.”

They chuckle and go out to join the guys again.

There I have a sudden thought. I find my suitcase and start digging inside. When Babette and Tony enter the living room with first portion of steaks, I fish out three bottles of wine from it.

I smile triumphantly holding out the bottles so that they can see them..

“Look what I’ve found!”

Tony replies.
“
We have enough wine.”

I grin back at him
“
More… wine is always welcome.” I wink.

He laughs.
“
Rare steaks are ready. Did you gals bring salt?”

Babette looks around.
“
No, we didn’t, I’ll go… Maybe the lasagna is ready, too.”

I look at Tony smiling.
“
Let’s open some more wine. We almost finished the other bottle before…”

He smiles as well.
“
All three?”

I raise my eyebrows.
“
What’s three bottles for eight people? Nothing…”

Babette comes back with salt, French mustard and some blue cheese, Yasmin follows her with the lasagna.

“We have almost everything ready, where’s the meat?”

“We just have rare steaks here. The other ones are still being grilled,” Tony answers. He starts to open the bottles without further encouragement from me and pours some wine into all the glasses. Yasmin goes out and in a moment she comes back with the others and more steaks. Everything is ready for our dinner and we can finally sit, eat and drink.

Colin and Jim take the wine glasses, taste the contents.

“Good one!” Colin exclaims, “which one is it?”

“It’s from Eleyne’s stash,” answers Tony.

“Do you have more?” Jim asks sipping his wine.

“Well, here it’s just these three bottles that we’ve started… I had more in the car, but it stayed in 2011,” I answer regretfully, “I know these 3 won’t last long…”

“Is it an Italian wine? Are you Italian?” Colin inquires.

“Yes and no. The wine is Italian. I love Italian wines, but I love all other good wines, too. I’m not nationalistic about it,” I grin. “I’m Polish.”

Yasmin’s Story:

After all the sex we have enjoyed, it’s definitely time for dinner. I’m munching my steak feeling disappointed: No good taste.

“How?” Colin exclaims surprised. “It is a very good beef.”

And I smile impishly at him:
“
Don’t you tell me you have never eaten Argentinean meat.”

He doubts me a little and adds.
“Never read the labels. I rarely go shopping for meat or do the cooking, don´t know, babe.”

Eleyne suggests.
“
Get some blue cheese or mustard with your steak. It adds to the taste of beef.”

I look at her doubtfully, but I give it a try… I taste it.
“
You’re right, it is better now.”

The guys also help themselves to the mustard and cheese and then praise the combination.

“It’s very popular in France,” says Babette. “That’s why I brought cheese and mustard.”

Jim gets curious.
“
We have a Polish gal, a French gal, an Argentinean gal and you Melisa, where are you from?”

“I’m American,” Melisa is proud of it, as we all are proud of our own origins. She smiles, glancing at Jim, who is devouring everything that is in front of him.

Tony joins the conversation.

“And you’re all from the future, babies. What did you tell me, Eleyne? My memory is not very good.”

“We are here thanks to our connection with Yasmin, she is the expert on paranormal research.”

“Paranormal research?” Ted asks sleepily. “Are you kidding me?”

“Do we really have to start it again from the beginning?” I say a little irritated.

“No, my God, don´t get angry but understand that… it’s so weird,” Ted retreats.

“It is better to postpone this discussion for later, I think.” Colin tries to soothe me
and changes the subject, just a bit, “So, if you all met us in the future, in the same circumstances as yesterday, what would you do?”

I see he’s curious. After all in 2011 they are all 60ish.

“We’d pounce on you, guys,” Eleyne smiles lasciviously, “with the same intentions as we had yesterday.”

“Oh, yes. Our pussies were wet for you all evening, even before you showed up,” Melisa fawns to Jim.

“Imagination can do a lot,” Eleyne feeds Tony a piece of lasagna, “all of us had been fantasizing what we would like to do with you even before you arrived here. And these were hot, dirty things,” she licks her lips.

“Naughty girl,” I hear Tony whisper to her.

I don’t know if they believe us or not. They are still looking at all of us a bit incredulously. Don’t they believe us that they will still be attractive for us in 26 years, or is it about something else?

“But how did you come here? I mean, how did you make the passage between the times?” Colin’s curious, “and what was this fucking fog? Why did we have to escape?”

Eleyne and Melisa shudder. And I try to rake in my mind for a rational, intelligent reply but I find none…

“I have no clue what it was but for these few moments out there I was terrified, I don’t know why,” Melisa answers.

“Me too,” Eleyne agrees, “it was really irrational, but I just panicked when it touched me. It was almost as if it wanted to drag me somewhere…”

The guys keep silent, listening to our comments and hoping to hear something that could reduce their anxiety about the subject. I can see it clearly in Colin’s eyes.

“I saw the fog, but then I just fainted,” Babette adds, “so I have no clue how I got transported here.”

The gals and all four guys look to me as if they wanted some answers. But before I answer anything Jim says shaking his head.
“Gals, it all sounds as if you all got drunk and were bullshitting us. How can you prove you’re from the future?”

We feel slightly disgusted by his comment, but Jim cannot be blamed for not believing in our incredible story.
“
Listen, gentlemen, you have been extremely kind and passionate with us,” I say, “and you have supported us despite our delirium, or what you can consider delirium with patience. For sure, we’re grateful you didn’t call the cops or a shrink after you heard our story about our strange travel through time to this place.”

I look at their faces, their loved faces that are showing the tense feelings inside their hearts; they are aware that I am making an attempt to sound logical.

“We cannot offer you much more than what you have seen. You found naked women dancing, a girl lost at the side of the road, some bottles of wine with weird labels, and that creepy fog that acted like a creature, but...”

“That does not mean that you came from the future,” Colin points out. “All those events can be connected by hazard, the bottle labels could have been prepared in advance as part of a joke... the fog was just...fog. Our minds played the trick!”