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I am really sorry for taking so long to email you. I know I've been
lax, but I have an excuse. For 4 glorious days/night I was
intermittantly, the perpetrator or victim of a sexual assault.
Although he was quite late and we were all ready for bed, I did manage
to have sex Thanksgiving eve. Everyone was tired by the time he got
home but we al sat around and listened to everything he'd done since we
saw him last at homecoming.
He'd had quite a long day, on top of that he'd had to drive home since
the kid that owned the car couldn't keep it on the road and unstuck.
He, very convincingly told us all it was necessary for him to get to
bed since he was exhausted.
I'm sure he saw my look of dejection and he smilingly asked me to help
him get upstairs. I did, but I dreaded it, since I was soaking wet on
my fourth litedays pad of the day. Walking up the stairs arms around
each other's waist, he told me he'd missed me and maybe we could get
some time along "tomorrow to catch up on stuff".
I was thinking about reverting back to the old 'candle rubbed in oil'
to relieve my stress when I got into bed, ALONE. I swear my vagina was
pulsing when I got into bed and turned off my light.
I must have been a lot tireder than I thought, having stayed awake the
night before mentally preparing for the sexual abuse my body was going
to have to withstand 'this' night, when I apparently dropped into some
really good NREM sleep.
When I did get into REM sleep, I was lying on my side by a brook and a
beautiful unicorn was standing over me. Being protected by him, in my
dream, I had this feeling of euphoria. Safe, secure and surrounded by
his love. Then I felt him pressing down on me, opening my vagina and
slipping his huge horse like member into me. Very slowly it went in,
expanding my opening and pushing through the limits of its depth.
Slowly he filled me fuller than I'd ever been. Even as it was
penetrating me, it was expanding and lenghthening. It was almost as
though it was like a balloon, getting longer and wider as it went
deeper and deeper into me. Then just as it was stretching my soul, the
insides of my body exploded and I was encompassed in beautiful
fireworks bursting and multiplying all around me as I floated up to
meet them while the massive unicorn member continued to probe and grow
inside me. It was as though my entire body, from boobs to pubic hair,
was melting and racing to get out of my vagina.
I gently fell back to earth and was lying in warm moss by the little
stream with the unicorn lying behind me cuddling me to his chest and
wrapping his legs around mine to protect me. Then I felt a slight
stirring inside me as though a small snake was crawling into my vagina.
It probed deeper and grew inside me to the size of an anaconda. But I
knew I was safe because my unicorn was hugging me. Alternately the
snake moved in then out of me then back in, then all the way 'almost'
out of my opening then surging back inside me as though searching the
depths of my vaginal cave for intruders.
Then the snake rammed his head as far into me as he could and grew even
larger in girth as he pressed his large snake head into my cervix. I
felt him shuddering as he spit his venom into my uterus to kill what
ever was trying to get me from inside. Shudders of excitement ran
throughout my body as it shook. Jerking and pushing against the snake
to get more of him into me to protect me from what ever was attacking
me inside.
Dropping back into unconciousness, the next thing I was aware of was
mom calling me to come down and help her prepare the turkey Thursday
morning. Her screeching wrenched me out of the wilderness of sleep and
forced me back to the real world. I yelled I'd be right down and
started to move out of my bed when I noticed I was being restrained
by-------------------- mikal. He'd been jolted into reality too and
seemed to be in complete dismay. When I moved I found my thighs and
pubic hair matted with a misture of semen and vaginal lubricant and
some dots of red.
I know I'd told you before I WAS a born again virgin. Although I was
very gentle while I washed my labia were all puffy and very tender.
When I washed insde them I found traces of more blood. My body was
defending itself against my memories of the night before with
gooseflesh while the steaming water poured down on me.
Shivers of deliight waved over me as I washed my thighs and got the
crusted semen mixture off them, front and rear.
Only mildly disgruntled, I got downstairs to prepare the feast. I'd
placed the turkey in a Reynolds wrap bag the night before and had left
the heat on 125 so that it would start cooking slowly and bake all
through the night. It was merely a matter of turning the heat up to
give time to prepare the rest of the accoutrements. Once that was done
I stumbled back upstairs.
Gwen was busy with being Suzy Homemaker and Tracy was out back doing
manly things. I opened the door to my room and it was empty. I shot
through the bathroom and there he was, lying there like a cheshire cat
naked from the hair down, holding the blanket up for me. Although we'd
long aga, made an agreement NEVER to have sex when the rents were
home, it was too demanding to ignore.
I slid in and like a hundred times before he rolled quickly ontop of
me. Opening my legs as we'd rehearsed those same hundred time, he got
between my knees and lowered himself into me/between my legs.
He was already erect but I was still suffering from the stretching I'd
gotten from the unicorn twice the night before. I had to urge him to
be gently since I was almost a virgin again. He grinned and told me
he'd noticed.
I asked him how he liked the night before. His remark was that he
thought I'd had a virgin sleeping over and he'd gotten the wrong girl.
He admitted that he'd had sex a couple times with girls at college but
felt like a newly wed when he'd eased it into me the night before.
This time we took quite a while, loving each other with our bodies,
arms legs and lips. Always alert to any noises from downstairs that
might preclude a paternal visit up the stairs. That orgasm started
deep, DEEP, in my soul and lifted me almost off the bed as the
intensity lifted me higher and higher emotionally. Coupled with the
love we were sharing with each other it was a good 99.4 on the Pierce
scale.
Lying silently kissing and muttering our love to each other, he let me
know he'd promised to visit some friends and he needed to get showered
and on the road to see them so he could be home in time for dinner. I
got in the shower with him long enough to rinse out the evidence of our
love making. Drying off I went downstairs to see how badly gwen had
damaged the bird in my absence. Mikal, later came down and gave mom
the, "I love you and missed you a lot mom, may I use the car?"
How could a girl resist THAT kind of request? Lol and he was gone.
True to his word, he got back precisely as we put the turkey on the
table.
After dinner, we, as always, went to our respective rooms to take naps.
On the way up mikal whispered to me to come to his room this time. I
went through my room and the bathroom and got into bed with him. I
crawled over to him and got on top of him and started kissing him on
the mouth eyelids, nose, throat, chin, then nipples, licking them in
circles.
After not too many of those excitations, I felt his member rising up
under me. Sliding down I licked large circles around his tummy and
sucked some of the line of hair from his navel down to his pubes into
my mouth and pulled gently on them with my lips and teeth.
Easing on down I kissed around his pole in the hair and down under his
balls. I licked the part between his thighs and balls. Taking each
ball into my mouth alternately I sucked them lightly and licked up his
bag to the base of his pole. I licked up the bottom of it and started
to put the hooded part in my mouth when he pulled my head up and kissed
me on the lips.
Whispering "I love you so much", he rolled me over and got on top of
me. Reciprocatingly, he edged his way down my body as I'd done his.
Pulling my knees apart he buried his face in that area between tummy
and thighs the way I'd done him. He licked around my hair and gently
pulled my labia into his mouth licking and sucking them on the way in
and out. Tenderly seperating my labie he opend my my clitty and
kissed, licked and sucked me into an orgasm.
Grinning and giggling, he whispered, something like "what happened to
your tolerance" I lovingly slapped the crap out of his cheshire smile.
NOT. I simply replied, "I can't help it, it's been TOO long". Then
he went on to dedicate some serious oral abuse to my vulva and
surrounding area. After another 5, count them, five, orgasms, he
kissed his way back up to my face then eased his 'throbbing memeber
into my steaming anticipatory love canal" lol, that sounds stupid, but
I read it in a book. Lol.
Sorry. He had no more than entered me when I orgasmed again and again,
and again, and some more, then again. I really don't know how many
times but it was a lot more than once. I can't go on, I have to take a
break, I'll let you know the rest later, kay?
Holler back,