Chapter I: Katie's Encounter

A traveling carnival was opening a few miles away from the set of "Dawson's Creek". Fliers hung near the set, catching the eye of Katie Holmes. The young actress got the day off and decided to take a trip down to the carnival for some fun. She had been working for five straight days on some very emotional scenes. She hadn't heard from Chris in a while since he arrived in Canada for his movie. She needed a little time away and today was just the day she needed.

The noon sun shone brightly in the clear sky. The wind whipped around Katie's shoulder length brown hair as she drove her red Camero convertible down the road to the carnival grounds. She arrived after a fifteen-minute drive and found a spot just in front of the entrance. She stepped out of her convertible and walked toward the ticket booth. Small pebbles crunched under her brown sandals. As she headed toward the entrance, she saw a man sitting inside the booth. He was wearing a blue shirt and had pitch-black hair hanging over the top of his face. He looked like he was reading a book.

The young man in the booth saw Katie approaching from her car. He knew who she was the minute he saw her. Though he appeared to be reading, he was actually looking at Katie through his black bangs. He ran his eyes up and down her lovely body, admiring her perky breasts through her red tank top, watching her slender waist sway from side to side in her tight blue jeans. He continued to pretend not to see her as she made her way to him.

Katie stepped up to the ticket window and tapped lightly on the glass. The man in the booth looked up at her. The actress gazed into his silver blue eyes hidden behind his bangs and the glass. He closed the small book he was reading and put it away in his pant's pocket.

"Can I help you?" he asked in a deep, soothing voice.

"Hi..." she replied. "Um...is the carnival open?"

"Not yet. It won't be until tomorrow."

"Oh...sorry..." A look of disappointment crossed her face. "What time will you be open?"

He looked over at a calendar hanging on his left. "10:00 AM."

She let out a sigh. "Well...thanks anyway." She started to turn away and head back to her car.

The young man leaned forward and said "Would you like a preview, Miss Holmes?"

Katie stopped dead in her tracks, stunned that this stranger would know her name. She turned back to him and asked "What?"

"Would you like a preview, Miss Holmes? Or would you prefer 'Miss Potter'?"

She looked back at him and smiled. She liked his reassuring tone and friendly grin. "Just call me Joey...I mean...Katie."

He nodded lightly as he swiveled around in his chair, opened the booth door, and stepped outside. Katie glanced up and down at the man as he exited. He was just inch or two taller than Katie was and was wearing faded black jeans and black leather boots. He combed his hair out of face.

Katie stared at his boyish good looks. He reminded her of an Asian version of Dawson, though tanned, lean, and with those deep blue eyes. He stepped closer to her with a slow, yet long stride. Their eyes locked together. She tried to stop staring at him, but felt drawn into his eyes.

She snapped out of her gaze and asked, "Um...what's your name?"

He stood two feet away from her and reached out his right hand. "Damios...Michael Damios. Just call me Michael."

Katie reached out to his hand and took hold. He pulled her hand to his lips and kissed it gently, all the while looking up to her eyes. She felt the warmth of his breath on her hand. A silent moan escaped her lips as her skin tingled at his touch.

"Pleasure to meet you, Katie," he said deeply, almost whispering.

His voice was so soothing and kind. It drew her back into his eyes. Katie didn't want to take away her hand. For a moment, she imagined feeling his lips kissing her breasts. Her heart raced at the thought. Her nipples twitched and hardened slightly. She felt her arousal building. "Uhhh...yeah," she breathed. "It's a...pleasure...to meet you too." She blushed at the word 'pleasure'. He seemed to notice this and grinned.

He stepped to her side and wrapped her arm around his. "Come. I'll show you around. Give you that preview I mentioned."

She hesitated for a moment, but found herself walking beside him into the carnival area. She looked about at workers putting up the tents. Muscular men were carrying around large beams and tent material. A few women were helping too. She could almost smell the popcorn and cotton candy. She felt a childlike sense of wonder at being there. No script to rehearse, no scenes, no...Joey. Just Katie for today.

Michael walked slowly, arm in arm with one of his favorite actresses. He caressed her hand and arm lightly with his fingers, feeling the various soft textures of her skin. He wanted to feel every inch of her, inside and out. All he needed was the right opportunity...

They made their way to a massive red tent. Small flags wave from the top of the tent in the light breeze. A large ornate board hung above the entrance of the tent with the word "Funhouse" written out in colorful, decorative letters. Katie's eyes lit up at the sight. "I haven't been in one of these in soooooo long." She went inside, dragging Michael in by the arm. No one was guarding the door, so they just walked right in.

Katie turned and twirled about within the hall of mirrors, looking at all the different distorted images of herself in the twisted mirrors. A row of halo shaped fluorescent lights illuminated the hall. She saw her reflections twist and bend in the dim light. She danced around playfully in front of the various curved and bent mirrors. She was having so much fun that she did not notice Michael slip away from her side and, for lack or a better term, melt into one of the mirrors. She realized Michael was not with her and called out to him. "Michael?" She walked down the main hall till she entered a large circular room. Another hall opened in front of her and two more on either side. "Michael? Where are you?"

"I'm here, Katie," said Michael's voice from the right hall.

Katie turned to the right and headed down to the voice. Just as she entered the hall, a mirror slid down behind her, blocking her entrance. She turned around and sees that she can't get out the way she came in. She banged on the mirror. "What the hell is going on?"

"I'm here, Katie," she heard again.

Katie turned around and ran down the hall, thinking that Michael knew the way out. She found herself at another dead end. Three tall, flat mirrors walled the end of the hall. Each mirror was fifteen feet tall, five feet wide. Michael was not there. "Great..." she sighs. "I could have sworn..." Thinking the mirror in front of her was a trick door, she knocked on it. "Michael? This isn't funny." She put her ear against the cold, glass surface and knocked again. She even tried pushing the door. It wouldn't budge.

Suddenly, the walls on either side of her slide toward Katie like closing doors hinged on the mirror in front of her. She turned around in time to watch the mirrors close, blocking her exit. She stood trapped within a large triangular mirror tube. A single halo shaped fluorescent light shined down on her from the ceiling. She banged on the walls and screamed for help, but to no avail. "Michael! You son-of-a-bitch! Let me out of here!"

"I'm here, Katie," Michael's voice resonated from within the mirror behind her. Katie turned around and gazed at the mirror. The image of a naked man's back appeared in the mirror. "What the hell...?" Katie looked around her. She was alone in the room. Yet in the mirror was the reflection of a naked man's tanned back. She looked closer at the mirror. Just beyond the naked man was a girl, kneeling down with one hand stuffed down the front of her jeans and the other rubbing her breasts through a red tank top. Katie trailed her eyes up the girl's top and saw...her own face! "It's me..." she said confused. "It's impossible." She looked even closer at the mirror and realized that the naked man was..."Michael!?"

Katie watched as Michael came closer to her refection. He reached out, stood her up, and kissed her. The reflection showed no sign of resistance, welcoming Michael's touch and embrace. Katie watched the mirror, shocked at seeing "herself" and Michael like that. More than that, she was envious of her reflection receiving the attention from Michael that she secretly desired. Katie watched as if having an out-of-body experience. She watched as Michael lifted off the red top and threw it to the corner. She watched her embrace him and kick off her sandals as Michael undid her belt and pulled her jeans and panties down and off her legs. Katie watched as Michael embraced her reflection, teasing her crotch with his long, thick cock. She saw him whisper something, but couldn't hear it. The reflection whispered back just before Michael's cock shot up into her pussy, lifting her off the ground and slamming her into the large mirror behind her. Katie heard her own voice moaning and panting through the glass as her reflection and Michael humped and kissed each other passionately. It was surreal and sensual, and as she watched, she couldn't deny that the sight of herself getting fucked turned her on immensely. She found her hands running over her own top to play with her breasts beneath the red cotton.

Katie had watched herself getting fucked for several minutes when another set of moans caught her attention. It sounded muffled, but passionate. She turned to see where the new moans were coming from. On another mirror, she saw a new sight: Michael kneeing on the floor with her reflection on her hands and knees sucking his cock! Katie's mouth gapped slightly as she watched herself giving Michael a slow, yet deep blowjob. She could almost taste his long cock sliding across her tongue. "Ohhhh...God..." Katie sighed as she massaged her breasts under her shirt with one hand and rubbed her crotch with the other. She was getting herself so horny. The images of her fucking and sucking were driving her up the wall.

After going back and forth between the two mirrors in front of her, a louder set of moans erupted from the mirror behind Katie. She turned to see what was going on now. In the third mirror, Katie saw herself still on her hands and knees, but with Michael kneeling behind her, driving his cock in and out of her tight, little butt. The moans she heard from this mirror were a mix of pleasure and pain. She saw her own face in rapture, her body covered with beads of sweat, her breasts swayed back and forth beneath her as Michael squeezed them.

Katie spun around slowly, looking at each mirror, watching herself humping, sucking, and fucking Michael. Her own voice moaning and panting in sexual heat bombarded her ears. Visions of herself in the throws of passion filled her eyes and mind. Her inhibitions faded away. Her legs quivered beneath her. She was dying from arousal, desperate for release, yearning to feel Michael inside her. "Ohhh......Michael...I need...you..." Her hand dove into her jeans and past her panties, stroking her pussy frantically. She was squeezing her breasts roughly, her nipples jutting out, fully erect. Her panties were wet. Her breath was heavy, her mind a haze of purely sexual thoughts. Fuck, suck, fuck, suck, fuck, suck, fuck, suck, fuck, fuck, fuck! "AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!" Katie started coming, her cunt drenching her fingers with juice. Not only that, but in one momentous cry, Katie and her reflections came all at once, their orgasmic screams echoing through the mirrors. Katie collapsed to her knees, two fingers deep inside her soaking pussy. Her body trembled from her coming, sweat beading around her face and breasts, sex juices running down her thighs. "Ohhhhhhh......Michael..." she sighed. She lowered her head and came down from her orgasm.

Michael melted up through the mirror floor, two feet away from Katie. He stood before her completely naked and fully erect. "I'm here, Katie," He whispered in front of her.

Katie looked up to the voice. Two feet away from her face was Michael's cock: nine inches long, one inch thick, rippling with veins. Hanging at the base of his cock hung large, grapefruit-sized balls. She looked further up his body, lusting for his lean physique and toned muscles. She looked up to his face and found herself once again lost in his silver blue eyes. Michael stepped closer to her, bringing the large head of his dick an inch away from Katie's lips. He felt her warm breath upon his cock, making it throb lightly. He reached down and lifted Katie up by her shoulders. Katie rose to her feet while pulling her fingers out her cunt. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers, sliding his tongue into her waiting mouth. Her tongue responded in kind, twisting and licking his inside her mouth.

Michael ran his hands up under her top and squeezed her large, sweaty breasts. He broke off their kiss and lifted her top off her body and threw it to a corner. The shirt melted into the mirror floor and disappeared. Katie dropped her arms around Michael's neck and pulled him back into a passionate kiss as she kicked off her sandals. As with the shirt, they too melted into the floor. His hands rushed to her jeans and undid her belt and pants. He dropped down to his knees and slid her pants and panties down and off her legs and threw them to a corner. Her jeans joined the rest of her clothes melting into the floor. Michael stood up again and wrapped his arms around Katie.

"Did you like the show?" he whispered to Katie.

Katie looked into his eyes, still very horny, yet slightly puzzled. "What?" she whispered back.

Michael's cock twitched and, as if it had a mind of its own, rubbed its head up and down Katie's inner thighs. "Did you enjoy watching me fuck you?"

Katie didn't answer, her mind still fogged by her orgasm. She couldn't understand why he was doing this to her. Fear entered her mind at the thought of being trapped in this strange place, subjected to Michael's perversions. As she tried to think of an answer, she felt the caress of his cock on her thigh. She glanced down and saw it running up and down her inner thigh on its own. She wanted to grab it and shove it all the way up her cunt. Her young, slender body trembled with arousal.

Michael saw her eyes lowering to his cock. He knew what she had in mind and he was more than willing to accommodate her. "You like that?" he asked softly.

Katie watched his cock as it moved on it's own up and down on her thigh, wetting its head with the juices dripping down her pussy. Too wound up with lust and fear to speak, she simply nodded, never taking her eyes off his cock.

A fiendish grin crossed Michael's face. "It likes you too." He moved his hips back and forth slowly, sliding his cock through her pussy lips and across her clit. Katie closed her eyes tight and leaned her head back, feeling waves of pleasure from its touch. She was getting wetter and hornier than ever. "It wants to be inside you." Her breaths were heavy. Her knees shook. Her whole body ached from pent-up desire as his cock continued to tease her. "But...where do I put it? Maybe..." Michael's hand traveled down her body to her crotch and inserted two fingers into her pussy. Katie sighed lightly, watching the fingers disappear into her body. "...in your cunt." His fingers slide out of her, covered in her cream. "Or maybe..." He put his fingers on her bottom lip. "...in your mouth." Katie inhaled the scent of her own juices as he slipped his fingers inside. She licked up the warm cream as he dragged his fingers out. "Or maybe even..." His hand slid down her body again, but this time moved around her waist and between her butt-cheeks. "...up..." His tips pressed against her tight hole. "...your..." His lubricated fingers squeezed into her virgin flesh. "...ass...." Katie sighed, her anus clenching his fingers. He gently pulled his hand out of her ass. "So...where do you want it?"

Katie was delirious with lust. All she wanted was his meat pounding inside her. All she had to say was where to put it. She tried to think of an answer. She'd never done anything like this before. She'd never been this aroused before. No one had ever made her this horny before, not Josh, not even Chris. She wanted him so badly, she didn't care about anything else. Katie wrapped her right leg around Michael's waist and panted, "Fuck my cunt...Oh God...Break my cherry!" Lust had overpowered her reason. She needed release so badly.

Michael's smile shot from ear to ear. He bent his knees slowly, aiming his dick straight up her pussy. In one swift motion, he shoved up, breaking through her cherry, impaling the actress on his pole.

In the moment of penetration, ecstasy flooded Katie's mind. She let out a yelp of joy as her whole body shot up. She wrapped both legs around his waist and embraced his neck. Her inner muscles clamped down on his cock as she experienced a mini-orgasm, covering the full nine inches with her cream. Her whole body trembled around his, her breath heavy, her skin damp with sweat. She opened her eyes and lost herself in his silver blues. She felt only pleasure: pure, unadulterated pleasure. "...Ohhhhhh...God..." she sighed dreamily.

Michael stood still, holding Katie by the small of her back and relishing in the moment. Katie Holmes, one of many young ladies who inspired his fantasies, had her arms and legs wrapped around his body. Every inch of her skin tingled with desire. Her hot, steamy pussy devoured all nine inches of his hard-on. Michael stepped forward, pressing Katie's back against the cold, glass surface. His hips rolled back, pulling his cock out of her snatch. When only the head remained inside, his hips rolled forward, slowly inching it back inside till his balls pressed against her ass. Katie moaned as it filled her again...and again...and again. She leaned down to kiss Michael's waiting mouth. Her body rose and fell as Michael continued his slow, rhythmic humping. Their tongues played with each other as their lips locked. His hands slid up her stomach and lightly caressed her breasts, running his thumbs around her hard nipples. Michael kissed down her neck and chest and flicked at a nipple with his tongue. Katie ran her fingers through his hair and pressed his face into her heaving tits.

Michael stepped away from the wall, carrying Katie in his arms. He turned around and slowly descended to his knees, bringing his lover to the mirrored floor. Katie relaxed on the smooth glass and released her arms and legs from Michael's body. She planted her heels into the floor and bent her knees, spreading her legs wider for Michael's thick cock as it continued to slide in and out of her. Her arms rested above her head. Michael continued sucking her tit as he pumped her. He moved from one breast to the other, licking and sucking each other passionately. He lifted his head and looked down on Katie's. Her face was glistening with sweat, her mouth gaping as she moaned and panted with every thrust. Michael increased his pace. Katie rolled her hips, meeting his thrust for thrust, driving his meat deeper into her cunt. Their bodies rocked back and forth in unison. They kissed and fucked each other passionately. They could have been at it for twenty minutes or twenty years. They didn't care anymore.

Katie was in heaven. She had never felt so filled. His cock stretched out her pussy, rubbing her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She felt her orgasm building. She couldn't take it anymore. "Uhh...ah...oh...I...I'm...cumming..." she panted between thrusts.

Michael started humping faster, riding Katie into the mirrored floor at gallop speed. His balls slapped into her ass cheeks. Katie moved so fast she that could barely breathe. Suddenly, as Michael made one final thrust in, she started cumming, her cunt clamping down on his cock. She arched her back, shoving her breasts against him. Her voice squeaked as she tried to scream. As Katie's pussy started milking his prick, he started cumming with her, filling her belly with his hot jism. Their bodies froze, trembling as they came. They slowly relaxed, coming down from their orgasms. Michael's head rested on her supple breasts, rising and falling with Katie's chest as she breathed heavily.

"Ohhh...Michael...that was amazing..." she sighed.

Michael looked up, resting his chin between Katie's cleavage. "You think we're done?"

Katie raised her head sharply and looked at Michael. "What?"

"Well...since you choose where I'd fuck you first, I think it only fair that I choose where I fuck you next," Michael replied bluntly, yet playfully.

Katie picked herself up and rested on her elbows. "You want more? You can't be serious."

Michael pushed off Katie, slowly drawing out his cock from inside her. Katie moaned slightly as his large prick left the embrace of her cunt. When the head popped out, she looked down between her legs to find it still hard, all nine inches covered with her cream. "Serious enough for you?" he asked.

"Oh...wow..." she said, almost mesmerized by the sight.

Michael smiled at her response. "I bet you say that to all the boys," he joked. "And I also bet..." He leaned down and pecked her lips. "...that you..." Smooch. "...still want..." Smooch. "...more..." Smooch. "...too."

Katie held him back with one hand and sat up, pushing him backward unto his hands. She knelt before his large cock and asked seductively, "But...where are you going to put it? Maybe..." She wrapped her little fingers around his thick meat and slowly licked its big head, relishing in the taste of his cum and hers. "...in my mouth. Or maybe..." She then slid around on her knees still holding his cock and gently rubbed its head between her tight buttcheeks. "...up my ass."

Being teased by his own words and by Katie's tempting offer got Michael fired up. He grabbed her by the waist, rushed up behind her and whispered in her ear, "How about in your mouth, then up your ass?"

At these words, Katie turned around and planted a passionate kiss on Michael's lips. She then plated more kisses down his neck, on his chest, and on his washboard stomach. She bent down and started licking the topside of his thick cock, working her way up to his head. Then she lifted his dick, placing the head on the tip of her nose, and licked the underside of his cock. She worked on his huge, hairless balls, gently sucking each lump. She worked her way back up to its head and wrapped her moist lips around it. She drew it in with her tongue, slowly taking in inch by inch. She managed to take in five inches before it pressed into the back of her throat. She took a deep breath through her nose and swallowed. She took in another inch deep into her throat. Amazingly, she wasn't gagging. She swallowed again, taking in the last of his nine inches. She moaned around his cock, sending low vibrations through it.

Michael stroked her hair gently, relishing in the feel of her throat squeezing and milking his cock. He kept his hips still, letting her do all the work. Katie's body rocked back and forth, playfully licking his prick as it slid in and out of her throat. She reached up and cupped his huge balls, massaging them lightly. Michael moaned at the sensations he was feeling: his whole dick wrapped inside Katie's warm, lovely mouth while her soft fingers tickled his balls.

Katie worked him slowly and methodically for several minutes. Michael looked down at her said, "Katie, I'm gonna cum soon," giving her ample warning. Katie looked up to his eyes and started rocking faster, not wanting to release his cock. Michael knew what she wanted now and caressed her cheeks lovingly. Katie sucked and bobbed and licked passionately, wanting to take in every drop down her throat when he came. Michael held back for as long as he could. With a loud groan, he let loose his seed, shooting his cum straight down her throat. At the first spurt of his jism, Katie pulled back and wrapped her lips around his big head, swallowing every drop of his cum. He shot inside her mouth for a whole minute, with spurts every ten seconds. Katie gulped down his warm, salty cream, licking his head to get it all down. Michael finally stopped cumming, pulling out of his lover's mouth. Katie continued licking his head, trying to taste every bit of him.

Michael looked down at her again and joked, "You must have been very thirsty, Katie."

Katie panted and smiled back at him. "I'm also very horny, Michael. You were saying something about my ass?" She stroked his still hard cock, spreading her saliva all over it.

"You wish is my command," he replied, reaching down and grabbing her hips. He twirled her around till her tight little ass pressed against his crotch. He reached down and lifted up her ass cheeks, forcing her onto her hands and knees. He licked his pointer finger and pressed it into her asshole, slowly sliding it in. Katie moaned as his moist finger slid into her tight hole. "Hmmm...this may be too small for me," he thought aloud.

Katie looked back and asked, "What are you going to do about it?"

Michael looked down at the mirrored floor and touched it. A strange looking cylinder emerged from the point where he touched. The top was a rounded point. The diameter looked about an inch thick. It stood eight inches long from base to tip, covered in stainless steel. He picked up the strange cylinder and pressed the rounded tip into her still moist pussy. Katie squeaked at the feel of the cold metal vibrating inside her. "A vibrator?"

"It'll help stretch out your hole for me. I gotta get it wet first," Michael replied, gently stroking her cunt with the steel cock.

Katie moaned as it sent a light buzz over her clit. She had heard about vibrators from Michelle, but had never seen one before now, let alone had one inside her. Once her cum coated the vibrator, Michael pulled it out and rubbed the tip around her anus. The wet, buzzing tip slid into her hole, gently stretching her tender flesh wider. She spread her legs wider as she knelt, trying to get it all in.

It took Michael a few minutes, but he finally got the vibrator in up to the base. He stroked it in and out a few times, giving Katie a wonderful tingly feeling between her legs. After ten strokes, he pulled the vibrator out and slid it all the way up her pussy again. He grabbed his cock and pressed its big head against her asshole, gently filling her rear.

Katie moaned and groaned as the huge cock stretched her ass. "Ohhh...uhhhh...ohhh yeah..." she sighed. In moments, she felt his balls press against her butt-cheeks. "Ohhh God...fuck my ass...fuck me like a dog!"

Not wanting to let her down, Michael pumped in and out of her with long, smooth thrusts. Their bodies rocked back and forth again, their hips smacking into each other. Katie's moans and the muffled hum of the vibrator echoed off the mirrors. Katie opened her eyes and looked into the mirrors in front of and under her. She saw her reflection, her true reflection, covered in sweat, humping and moaning, and loving every moment of it. "Oh God...yeah...yeah...yeah...aahhh...aahhh...aahhh...AAAAHHHH!!!!" Her body trembled as she came again. Her inner muscles clamped down on the vibrator and cock. As Michael felt her ass squeeze him, he came as well, giving her one last thrust before spraying his cum inside her.

Katie collapsed onto the floor, her breasts pressing into the mirror glass. Her hips bucked as they continued to fuck the vibrator and cock. Her third orgasm of the day had drained her. The cool air made her damp skin shiver. Strangely enough, she felt warm inside from all the cum she had just taken in.

Michael dragged his cock out of her tight ass and crawled down to her side. Katie hummed blissfully as she turned on her side to face him, moving a hand to her crotch to play with the vibrator. "You okay?" Michael asked.

Katie stretched, squeezing her hips around the still humming vibrator. "I feel...sooooo good." She smiled radiantly at Michael as she reached over to put her arm on his shoulder. As they scooted closer for a kiss, she felt something on her thigh. She looked down and saw his long cock, still hard, pressing its head on her leg. "Oh my God," she exclaimed. "You have got to be kidding me. After all that, you're still...hard?"

Michael grinned at her surprise. "I thought you liked me hard."

"Well, yeah, but staying hard after three orgasms?...it's not normal."

"Heh...it is for me," he said as he stroked her hair.

"You mean you walk around with hard-on all day?"

Michael leaned back and replied, "Only when I'm naked and horny." A smirk crossed Katie's face. He looked down at himself and continued, "Oh look...I'm naked and horny."

Katie giggled lightly, flashing him a brilliant smile. She rested her head down on the glass, pulling out the vibrator and stroking her clit. "Mmmmmm..." she purred.

Michael looked down and watched as she played with the vibrator. "Hmmmm...looks like you're still horny too."

Katie looked down and stopped touching herself with the vibrator. She brought it to her lips and licked off her own cum, feeling it buzz on her tongue. She stuck it in her mouth and starting giving it a blowjob. She sucked off all of her cum and dragged the vibrator out of her mouth. She looked at the vibrator for a moment and asked, "Where did you get this?"

Michael took the vibrator from Katie and set it on the mirrored floor, standing it up on its base. He pressed down on the tip.

Katie watched as the vibrator melted into the mirror, reminding her of the T1000 in "Terminator 2". It made itself a part of the glass and metal of the mirror. In a moment, the vibrator disappeared. Katie looked back to Michael and asked, "How did you do that?"

Michael simply replied, "Magic."

"No serious...how did you do that?" Katie asked in disbelief.

Michael saw that she needed some convincing. He stood up and picked Katie up too. He pointed at one of the mirrors and asked, "Look at the mirror. Tell me what you see."

Katie decided to play along and replied, "I see us, naked and horny." They shared a giggle.

"If you could change anything about me, what would it be?"

The question puzzled Katie. "About you? I wouldn't change anything about you."

"Why not?"

Katie turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Well, because you're handsome, funny, charming..." She felt his hard-on poke her hip. "...great in bed. You're almost perfect."

"Almost?" Michael joked.

"Well...I mean...you're..." Katie gazed into his eyes, feeling the warmth in his embrace. She felt like she was getting a taste of heaven. "...you're like an angel...without the wings."

"Hmmmm..." Michael sighed. He embraced Katie, resting her head onto his chest. "If I only had wings..." he mused to himself. Suddenly, two bulges emerged from his back just over his shoulder blades. Slowly, his skin stretched out and formed into a pair of featherless wings. These limbs grew and spouted large, pure white feathers. The large, dove-like wings stretch out, spanning six feet from tip to tip. Michael's wings wrapped around Katie's back, giving her a double embrace.

Katie felt soft feathers resting on her back. She shot her head up and looked around. Her head turned from side to side. Her eyes widened in shock. "W...wi...wings...?" she stuttered. "Ohhh...my...God..." She was almost ready to pass out.

Michael picked her up by the small of her back and stretched out his wings. He jumped into the air and flapped his wings, generating a huge gust of wind that lifted both of them up into the air.

Katie screamed as she rose into the air. She wrapped her arms and legs around Michael again, terrified of falling. Inadvertently, she moved the head of Michael's cock right into her pussy. Their bodies slowed in their accent at almost ten feet into the air. Michael stretched out his wings again. As they started falling, the wings acted like parachutes, holding the air and slowing their accent. Katie squeezed tighter as they slowly fell. When they were just five feet off the ground, Michael flapped his wings again, shooting their bodies upward. Katie felt Michael's cock drive into her as they rose again. "Aaaahhhh!" she screamed in a mix of terror and pleasure.

Michael kissed Katie as they floated up again. "I won't let you fall, Katie. Trust me."

Katie returned the kiss, holding him tight. She felt Michael's cock slide out of her as their bodies fell. After another five foot slow-fall, he flapped again. They rose again, lifting her and filling her at the same time. Katie moaned aloud as he thrust inside her again. They fell and rose, fell and rose, fell and rose, on and on, in and out, in and out, in and out....

Katie tried to fully comprehend the situation. She was five feet off the ground, making love to an angel in midair. Her thighs burned with pleasure as Michael filled her again and again and again. She didn't want it to end. She was dizzy with delight as they rose and fell, rose and fell. She moaned and gasped with every thrust.

Michael grunted with each flap, gazing at Katie's face as it twisted with pleasure, feasting in the sounds of her joyful screams. He kept up his slow yet strong pace, rising and falling like roller coaster. He wanted her to enjoy the ride as much as he enjoyed being the ride.

They could feel their orgasms building like the wave rushing to the shore. They gently humped each other between rises and falls, bringing themselves closer to the edge. Michael held out his wings. The two lovers descended to the ground. When they were just about to land, he flapped his wings hard. Michael and Katie shot into the air fast. His cock rocketed into her pussy deep. The wave of pleasure broke on the shore as their bodies stopped thirteen feet off the ground. Katie let out an orgasmic scream, her cunt squeezing his prick like a vise. Michael came with her, his cock exploding with cum deep inside her. Katie's eyes rolled back. Her whole body trembled, then fell limp. She passed out, her head hanging back.

Michael descended to the ground, landing on his feet with Katie cradled in his arms. He folded his wings around her, blanketing her in his soft feathers. He walked forward into one of the mirrors, melting into it as if it were a sheet of water. He stepped through into another chamber on the other side. It was a circle-shaped room, twenty-five feet in diameter. Except for the large mirror that they walked through, red satin covered the walls, the floor, and the large king sized bed on the other side of the room. Red silk sheets hung down from the ceiling, lightly covering a large fluorescent light dome fifteen feet above them. Michael walked to the large bed and set Katie down, resting her head on one of the pillows. He pulled a blanket over her and tucked her in. He got off the bed and looked up. Katie's clothes were hanging over her sandals just to the right of the bed. He'd let her rest here for an hour or so.

Michael walked away from the bed, wrapping himself in his wings. He walked back to the mirror, which looked out into the triangular room they had left. He melted through the mirror again and emerged on the other side fully clothed in his shirt, jeans, and boots. The wings had disappeared. He looked back at the mirror and saw only his reflection. Before him, the walls slide open into the hall of mirrors. He walked down the hall to the blocked entrance. The mirror in front of him slid up and opened the hall to the four-way junction. Michael turned down the left hall and headed for the exit. As he made his way back to the booth, he saw another car coming from the distance. He checked his watch. "2 o'clock. Right on time, Michelle."