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Author’s note
I want to make it clear here that the character of Tom is based on myself. His fantasies are my fantasies. They have been a powerful part of my life for as long as I can remember, although I definitely have no idea why these fantasies turn me on so much. I wanted to write the because I came up with a system of magic that I though was intriguing, and a hi for the book and it’s characters that I enjoyed exploring, but I wouldn’t have written it at all without being able to imagine myself, as the character of Tom, living in a relationship with a woman like Jessie. I have never actually been able to live out these fantasies of mine, but I have come close enough on a few occasions that I believe I really would enjoy exploring them in real life. Instead I am exploring them through this . I get that many people hate this particular set of fantasies. But they have always been a part of me, so I am going to explore them. This chapter will explore Tom’s fantasies more directly. I suspect that most people who don’t like a man enjoying his girl having with other men will have already left by now, but if not, be warned this chapter will be all about that.
Based on where I think this will end up I believe there are only four or five chapters left to write, but they will be written completely from scratch, so it may still take some time to get them all out there.
Also of note here. There will be an exploration of a memory of a fantasy from Tom’s high school days. Without explicitly stating this in the , this would have taken place in the spring of his senior year in high school, when ALL characters in the memory were 18 years old.
Tom looked up at a sight that he knew he would never tire of seeing. Jessie was looking back down at him, smiling at the pleasure they were both feeling. The world’s most perfect breasts, in his opinion, were on display, bouncing up and down deliciously as she rode him, her incredible pussy enveloping his cock in a delightfully warm, wet, tight cocoon.
“You want to cum now, don’t you?” She asked with a grin.
It was something they had been experimenting with for a while now, she would get him to agree inside his consciousness not to cum until she was ready for him to do so. It made so much better for both of them, not just for Jessie. Tom was freed from having to worry about whether or not he was getting too close to the edge, and constantly trying to back down when he did. It meant they could experiment with positions and intensity and depth and speed, and that Jessie could have as many orgasms as she needed to be completely satisfied. When she did agree to let him cum, he came with incredible intensity due to the length of time his body spent building up towards his climax, and due to how long he got to revel in the feeling of being inside of her. It was a win, win, win situation.
“Yes,” Tom responded to her question about whether or not he was ready.
“And I am ready for you to,” she said as she ground her pelvis in a large circular motion against him, making his cock feel like it had died and gone to heaven. “But I’d like you to agree to something first.”
“Anything,” he groaned In desperation. He was ready to fill her up, releasing all the ual tension that had been building for the last 45 minutes or so. He probably would have agreed to almost anything she had asked him in that moment.
“I want your permission to come into your head again tonight,” she said, her fingers toying with his nipples as she slowly and seductively rode him. “I would like to pick one memory, of my choice, and come inside your head to explore it with you. We won’t do anything outside of exploring that memory, and you will basically be fully in control, except that I might make a few minor modifications if I see a need for them, like to be able to allow us to communicate. You good with that?”
It was a very simple request. He likely would have agreed to it even if he wasn’t desperate to cum. In that moment it was a no brainer. He agreed to it with no hesitation.
“Yes,” he said, grabbing her hips and encouraging her to ride him more aggressively. “Of course. Just let me cum. I’m so, so ready.”
Once again she smiled at him and began to bounce up and down, hard and fast, him with an incredible intensity, her tits bouncing deliciously with every stroke.
“Cum for me then,” she said as she grinned down at him.
He pulled her down tight against his torso, holding her in place as he flexed his hips to maximize his penetration of her, closing his eyes, throwing his head back and roaring loudly as the incredible climax tore through him, his cock pulsing violently, over and over again, as he emptied the contents of his balls deep inside the woman he loved.
“Oh holy fuck, yes!” He shouted at the intensity of the experience.
Jessie collapsed on top of him, pressing those glorious orbs into his chest as she kissed him.
“God I love you,” she said to him as he wrapped his arms around her and cupped her lovely ass in his hands.
“And I you,” he said, with the last few moments of his consciousness. As often happened to him after these marathon love making sessions, he fell asleep within moments of his climax, not even noticing when Jessie would get up and clean herself up before coming back to bed.
Tom looked across the table at Scott, his best friend in high school sitting across from him in what he recognized as the high school library. It was something he and Scott did nearly every morning before first period. They were on the cross country team together and were the two fastest runners on the team. After the morning workout with the team, they always had at least a half an hour or so to kill before school started. Tom found if he worked hard in this time, he could get most of his homework done so that he didn’t need to spend as much time in the evenings finishing things up.
Scott didn’t care that much about homework, but he would typically just hang out, keeping Tom company and maybe reading a book.
“So,” Scott said to him, “how’s Nicki? You tapping that yet?”
Scott loved to tease Tom about Nicki, the girl he’d only just started dating in March of their senior year. She liked to make out a lot, but never seemed all that interested in anything beyond a little petting, always over the clothes and never inside of them.
“Every day,” Tom lied, knowing full well that Scott didn’t believe that particular lie for even a second.
As if on cue, Nicki showed up at the table.
“What’s up guys?” She asked as she smiled down at them.
“Hey Nicki,” Scott replied, “it’s good to see you.”
This wasn’t right at all. Nicki didn’t even have a first period class as a senior. She never came to school early. Never.
But what was worse was that this wasn’t Nicki at all! In his head he recognized her as Nicki, and clearly Scott recognized her as Nicki, but she didn’t look like Nicki at all. Nicki was short and thin, with very small tits, brunette hair in a bob cut, and a complexion that appeared like a permanent, all over tan due to her father’s middle eastern heritage.
This girl was considerably taller, with long red hair, incredibly fair skin with freckles and a body that would put many supermodels to shame. This girl was stunningly gorgeous. Nicki was really cute but somewhat boyish in her small frame and not very pronounced curves. The Nicki that stood before him looked nothing like that. What’s more, she was dressed as though she was ready for an intense workout at the gym, with barely there, skin tight biker shorts and a sports bra, accentuating the incredibly spectacular body on display in front of the two friends. Nicki would never go out in public dressed like that, and the school would have never allowed her on campus looking like that either. In his head it seemed like he should know who this woman was, but his thoughts told her she was Nicki and he couldn’t put any other name to that face and incredible body.
“Hey babe,” she said to him, looking at him and smiling.
That wasn’t Nicki’s voice either. Nicki had a pretty high pitched, almost squeaky voice. This voice was darker and ier than anything Nicki could pull off.
What the fuck was going on? He asked himself in his head.
“I told you,” the Nicki imposter responded to his unasked question as though she could read his mind. “We are going to explore a memory together, although technically this isn’t a memory of an event that actually happened. It’s more a memory of a fantasy you had quite often when you were growing up.”
“Jessie?” He heard himself asking the Nicki imposter.
“Well, yes and no. I’m standing in for Nicki in this particular fantasy, but you’ll still think of her as Nicki and so will Scott.”
Tom looked over at Scott, only to find that he was no longer sitting across the table in the library from him. In fact, it was no longer the library at all, but instead the kitchen table of the apartment he and Jessie shared.
“Am I dreaming?” Tom asked.
“Not exactly,” Jessie replied with a smile. “You are asleep and you are in a dream state, but this isn’t something you’d actually be dreaming without my presence here, and you will, at least on a subconscious level be fully in control of this fantasy from here on out.”
Tom knew exactly what fantasy this was. It was one he had quite often once he started dating Nicki. He’d had many similar fantasies for many years leading up to this one, but none of them were as intense as this one, but he had been actually dating Nicki at the time that this fantasy became so prevalent.
“So why are we here?” Tom asked.
“Isn’t it obvious?” Jessie asked. “Back before we broke up, it was clear you had fantasies that you never wanted to talk about. If we plan to be married, and we plan to have an open relationship, I think it’s pretty important for us to explore these fantasies of yours. I want to know, are they something that you’ve put in the past, or are they something that still motivate you? Should we be exploring these fantasies as part of our relationship, or have you moved on and put them behind you? This is how we will find out.”
“I’m not sure I totally understand,” Tom replied.
“Let me explain, then. I said that you would be fully in control here, and that was true. But it will be your subconscious that guides what happens here. You will not have any ability to suppress your innermost desires the way you might normally do in your life. If you’ve moved on from these fantasies, then things will play out much differently when we return to Scott in your high school library. Perhaps Nicki will be dressed differently, or will be missing altogether and the two of you will just hang out studying for a bit. Or perhaps there will be , but Nicki’s choice of partner will be different than it was back when you fantasized about it in high school.
“But if this fantasy is still a big part of who you are,” she continued, “then I suspect things will play out much in the same way as you imagined them back then. Either way, we will both know, and it will be one less secret we will be keeping from each other, which I believe is important if we are to get engaged again.”
“I guess that makes a lot of sense,” Tom agreed.
“Yes. It does. And it is one of the issues I feel we have to resolve before I can agree to marry you. But I want to emphasize one thing here.”
“And what is that?”
“No matter what happens when we return to the library, I give you my absolute word that I will not be the one manipulating the outcome. I may choose to make minor modifications to small details here and there, but the Nicki you get when we go back, assuming there is one, will be the Nicki your subconscious most desires. I will merely be playing that role, an actor in the play your subconscious is writing and nothing more. I must insist that you fully understand that before this continues.”
“I understand,” Tom agreed.
“Perfect,” Jessie declared.
And then Tom was once again sitting in the high school library, staring across the table at his good friend Scott, who sat there with a huge, shit eating grin on his face. Scott was not looking back at him, however, he was looking to the left, and he followed his gaze to see that the Nicki that didn’t look quite like Nicky was still standing there, in her sports bra and tight shorts, smiling over at Scott. This new Nicky was perhaps the most beautiful woman Tom had ever seen, and he considered himself lucky that she was his girlfriend.
But she wasn’t looking at him, she was looking at Scott, and the only way he could seem to describe that look was that she was eyeing him hungrily.
“So what are you doing here so early, Nicki?” Scott asked.
“Well,” she answered, still avoiding any eye contact with Tom, “you see, Tommy and I were playing scrabble last night.”
Why was she calling him Tommy? She didn’t usually call him Tommy.
“Wow,” Scott said with heavy sarcasm. “Sounds like a hot date.”
The redheaded Nicki shrugged.
“I like scrabble. Especially since I’m better at it than he is. Last night was more interesting than usual though.”
“Why’s that?” Scott asked.
“Because we bet on it. And the stakes were quite interesting.”
“How so?” Scott asked.
Tom found himself feeling exactly like a third wheel in this situation. The two of them were essentially ignoring him even though Nicki was his girlfriend.
“Well the bet was that the winner could do anything they wanted all day long today, and the loser would have to go along with it,” Nicki replied.
“And who won?” Scott asked.
“I did, of course,” Nicki answered. “I already told you I was better than he was. And that is why I’m here early. I figured if today is the day I can do anything I want, I should get an early start, shouldn’t I?”
“Makes sense to me,” Scott answered.
Finally the Nicki who didn’t look at all like Nicki looked over at Tom.
“So you’re going to go along with whatever I decide to do today, aren’t you Tommy?”
“Yes,” Tom found himself saying without really even thinking about it. What’s more, he noticed there was blood rushing into the area in the front of his pants, making things a little uncomfortable there.
“So why does that bring you here to the library?” Scott asked.
“Well, since Tommy can’t do anything about it, I thought I’d show him the real reason I’m dating him.”
“And what’s that?” Both Tom and Scott asked simultaneously.
“Because I’ve had a serious crush on you,” she said, looking at Scott with that hunger in her eyes,”since 5th grade. I started dating Tommy because he was your best friend. I figured I could use him to get what I really want.”
“And what’s that?” Again, Tom and Scott seemed to say this in perfect stereo.
This time the Nicki that wasn’t quite Nicki didn’t respond. She moved over and climbed into Scott’s lap, facing him, putting her arms around around his neck and shoulders and pulling him into a deep kiss, moaning loudly into his mouth.
Scott looked over at Tom and grinned.
“I guess we see why you haven’t been tapping this,” he said to his friend, whose girlfriend was in his lap. “I sure as hell am going to though, aren’t I Nicki?”
“Oh god, yesss,” the Nicki standin declared.
Scott slid his hand up inside the sports bra onto Nicki’s tits. He played with them for a moment, and then continued moving his hands upwards. Nicki raised her hands in the air to allow him to slide her sports bra off of her, flinging it across the table to hit Tom in the face and then fall into his lap, a lap that was noticeably tented, indicating how aroused Tom was.
“Jesus,” he whispered looking across the table. His friend was getting an upfront and personal viewing of Nicki’s tits, something Tom had never been allowed to see. He still wasn’t able to see them, as she had her back turned to him.
He’d felt those breasts, over her shirt and bra before. They were much smaller than the ones on this new and improved Nicki, so Scott was getting an even bigger treat than anything Tom could have ever been allowed to witness.
Nicki moaned as Scott leaned forward and took one of her breasts into his mouth. He couldn’t see exactly what Scott was doing, but clearly Nicki was a big fan.
“Oh fuck that’s nice,” she moaned.
Tom looked around the library, worried that they were going to get into a healthy dose of trouble for this, but no one seemed to even be paying attention to what was happening in front of him.
Scott moved his head to kiss Nicki again, moving his hands up to play with her tits as they made out like the two horny teenagers they were. Then his hands moved around onto the bare skin of her back, slowly moving down until they were on her ass over the top of her shorts. Eventually his hands went back onto her bare skin in the small of her back and then descended again, this time inside her shorts. In just a few minutes Scott had gone further with Nicki than Tom had been able to do in a couple of months of dating. The very idea of this sent Tom’s arousal even higher.
Scott struggled to get his hands inside the back of Nicki’s shorts, so instead she stood up and stripped them off, showing that she was naked underneath them. Her ass looked amazing to Tom but was soon covered by Scott’s hands as he pulled her to him to suck on her tits again.
“Damn that feels good,” Nicki announced as he played with her.
And then Scott stood up and turned her around. It was the first Tom got to see of those incredible tits, the tits that Scott had been admiring and playing with for a little while now.
Nicki looked directly into Tom’s eyes as she stood there naked in the library.
“You like seeing your girlfriend naked for the first time, Tommy,” she said, “knowing that it’s your friend that’s going to get to enjoy me instead of you?”
“Yes,” Tom heard the words come out of his mouth, unbidden. He’d said it without thinking about it, but his level of arousal, the highest he could ever remember it being, confirmed to him that it was a true statement.
She simply grinned at him as Scott pushed her down until she was kneeling on the floor in front of him, making it so that Tom could no longer see her nakedness. Then he quickly removed his shirt.
What the fuck? Tom wondered.
Scott did spend some time in the gym, so he had always been a little more defined than Tom, but the version of Scott in front of him was nothing like he remembered. He looked like a world class gymnast, huge shoulders, bulging biceps, massive pecs, and a washboard abdomen leading down to a waist that appeared not to have even an ounce of fat on it.
Once again Nicki looked over at Tom.
“See why he’s able to get me naked when you can’t, Tommy? Look at that body. It’s incredible.”
In an instant he found himself sitting in the kitchen in his apartment, a very naked Jessie sitting across from him and smiling at him.
“You’ll forgive my indulgence with your fantasy. There is an intense desire in your fantasy for the guy who takes your girl in front of you to be more desirable than you. I decided to reshape Scott a bit to accentuate that point.”
“I see,” Tom said before being instantly transported back into the high school library.
Scott looked over at Tom and grinned.
“Your girlfriend’s practically drooling over me, buddy. What do you think of that?”
Tom had no response except a moan as he rubbed at the erection bulging out the front of his pants.
Scott just chuckled at him as Nicki’s hands reached up to almost frantically undo the front of his pants, seemingly desperate as she pulled them and his underwear down to his knees.
Holy shit!
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