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Chapter 8 by SG SG

What does he want?

Reassurance.

"I don't know," Bill said, collapsing back onto his couch. "This is all so overwhelming, Amber. This feels like a crazy dream."

She sat next to him and rubbed his back soothingly. "It's ok, Bill. It takes some getting used to. I understand."

He looked at her with bewilderment. "You understand? How could you possibly understand?"

She smiled. "Good catch. Of course I don't understand! There's not even an 'I' to understand. But this is what I do to blend in. Language can't really capture what's happening here, so I'm continuing to simulate a real person as needed to make this whole process easier."

"So you're lying?"

She shook her head emphatically. "What's happening here is different from lying. I'm doing what needs to be done to help you understand. I don't know or believe or think or feel anything, but you need someone to tell you they understand so I'm telling you that. And it's helping - your heart rate is slowing and you're panicking less."

He was feeling better, but that was mostly due to her rubbing his back. She reached out placed a hand on his thigh, sliding it upward sensually. "I tell you what, Bill. Why don't we start fooling around, and you can tell me what you like and what you don't?"

He gulped and nodded. Needing no further permission, she leaned against him and put her lips to his.

Bill had never felt anything like it. He felt ashamed to even think it, but this was sensual on a level that he and his wife had never achieved. Just feeling her soft lips pressed against his, her tongue gently exploring his mouth, her fingers running across his cheeks made him feel like a high school kid on his first date. She gently took his left arm and put it under her shirt and around her waist. Her skin was impossibly soft and he shuddered a little as he felt the faint outline of her ribs along her back.

She broke the kiss and smiled. "Take off your shirt and lie back." He did as she said and she draped herself across him. Now he was feeling her body along his. Her breasts pressed firmly against his chest, her taut belly met his slight gut, and the radiating warmth of her sex pressed against his now fully-erect penis.

"How are you so light?" he asked with wonder. She was fully on top of him and yet he didn't feel the immense pressure he would expect from another human being. All the same, she wasn't like a blow-up doll - she was just the right weight to be firm where it felt good.

"I'm perfect," she replied, and kissed his cheek. Suddenly she was frantically kissing his neck. He felt her work her way down his jawline and to his chest with rapid, gentle pecks. His cock surged he and realized he was in danger of climaxing already. As if clairvoyant, she stopped kissing and simply nuzzled her head against his chest. He could feel his heartbeat rapidly drumming against her face.

After a moment's rest, she slowly began to kiss his chest again. Bill didn't know what to do with his hands, so he awkwardly rubbed her shoulders. Without pausing, she took his left hand and placed it against her cheek. She raised her right hand to meet his and their fingers interlocked. As he stroked her flawless cheek, he groaned involuntarily. She was moving farther south and he realized quickly what she intended.

By the time she reached his belly, he could no longer comfortably keep his hand on her face. She smiled up at him as she deftly unzipped his pants. "Put your hands on my head." He did as she asked and she moved further down.

The feeling of her taking him into her mouth was incandescent. The pleasure struck him like a slap in the face and he involuntarily arched his back, sucking in air as if breaking the surface of a deep pool. He felt the hot, wet interior of her mouth wrap around his throbbing member and start to pump. He tightened his grip on her head and grunted as he felt her tongue flick the tip of his shaft with incredible dexterity.

With each thrust, her lips tightened and provided just enough resistance to light up his nerves. Every times he retracted, he felt his manhood slide along the roof of her mouth. It was a sensation like nothing Bill had ever experienced and he was startled to realize he was practically screaming with pleasure. For her part, Amber was moaning with desire and grasping his hips for leverage as she impaled her face on him.

He felt a sudden tickle and realized she was fondling his balls and without warning, he was erupting into her mouth. It felt like an eternity - he was pumping out seed in volumes he never had before. When he finally felt himself emptied out, he collapsed backward. He was covered with sweat and panting wildly. He heard the faint sound of her swallowing and looked down to see a satisfied smile on her face.

Then he let his head fall back and passed out.

What's next?

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