Samantha Mason

In his mind’s eye, Kevin could clearly recall having had incredible sex with Samantha Mason, the hot-blooded redheaded cheerleader, on multiple occasions. They had been together so many times that he could not even begin to count.

Kevin 'remembered' having been introduced to Sam years ago by his best friend Jessica and how the attraction between the two had been instantaneous. It had started with her telling him that she thought he was cute and wanted to hang out. The fact that he was rich beyond belief probably helped amplify the desire on her behalf.

From Kevin’s perspective a hot as fuck cheerleader thought he was cute. Did anything else even matter? Of course not!

Initially the time they spent together was innocent enough, but eventually they did kiss and soon thereafter they were openly making out whenever possible just as a way to pass boredom during the school day. The teachers never seemed to mind.

Eventually, and of course inevitably, one thing led to another and they ended up in bed at the sacrifice of their respective virginities. They spent many a night thereafter indulging in mutual carnal pleasures. Over time the two had learned so much about sex together that they were now very much experts in their respective pleasure-giving fields.

Sam had never been one to keep a secret as she was a bit of gossip and so word quickly spread of Kevin’s prowess which only led to other girls wanting their turn to experience the legend amongst them. Kevin, being a 'guy', could not help himself to give into the temptation that these other women presented. So, soon enough, he was fucking a different girl on a regular basis.

Sam, while a gossip, was definitely not a slut and she had her standards. While she was fine with bragging about Kevin’s abilities to anyone who would listen, she was not fine with the rest of the female school population partaking of those abilities for themselves. An ultimatum was eventually given to Kevin that it was either going to be her or his other women. Kevin of course, having an immense hatred for threats and more importantly not wanting to give up his endless supply of amazing pussy, had chosen his freedom and so the hot and heavy sexual relationship between Kevin and Sam had come to an abrupt end.

While they did remain friendly since they traveled within the same social circles, there was definitely an awkwardness which developed between them. Kevin felt it and so did his friends who would often comment on the situation. While he definitely missed the daily fucks with his former friend with benefits, he really did not have any control over the situation. “It is what it is,” he used to tell everyone, “Too many fish in the sea to worry about it.”

Soon thereafter Sam started dating Chris, and he suddenly became the beneficiary of all the skills Sam had learned from practicing with Kevin. Chris certainly did not seem to mind. The two of them became inseparable, the 'it' couple of the school, while Kevin continued to play the field as much as possible, which was actually quite often. Truth be told however, it did bug Kevin on occasion that he could not taste Sam anymore, but he would never admit that to anyone else. As far as the rest of the school body was concerned, life was good for him and for the most part it was.

All of this brought things full circle back to Mr. Durham’s history class and sitting next to Brad talking about the 'home stretch' and needing to lock in some girl before Valentine’s day.

And now, as Kevin sat there thinking about Brad’s question it dawned upon him that while he clearly 'remembered' all of those times with Sam, he nevertheless knew that they had never actually happened. He had never really experienced any of it. He was still a complete virgin, regardless of what his 'memories' might say. That was so unfair.

To make matters even worse, that jackass Chris Anderson was going to be getting all of the benefits of a fake reality which had been of Kevin’s making.

But it did not have to be that way. With his own personal genie at his beck and call he could easily have Sam all to himself. She would be his first, just the way she had been his first in his 'memories'. But what to do about Chris? Actually, who the fuck cared about Chris, he was an asshole. He may as well be a cuckold.

“I wish that Samantha Mason and I will have sex with one another whenever I want and wherever I want and absolutely no one, including her boyfriend Chris Anderson, will mind. I further wish that Samantha Mason will go out with me whenever I want and will never care if I screw around with other girls. Likewise, no one will mind or think its weird that we have that type of relationship. Everyone, including Chris Anderson, will be perfectly fine with it.”

With that taken care of, Kevin turned to Brad with a smirk and said, “I think I’m gonna try Sam. Its been too long since we’ve fucked.”

“Dude,” Brad replied, raising his fist for a bump, “Going back to reclaim your territory huh? You the man! That girl is hot as shit. Any guy would kill to fuck her, but Chris would demolish them if they even looked in her direction.”

“So you think Chris would mind if I asked her out?” Kevin inquired, wondering for a moment whether the wish had worked as intended.

The worry was short lived however as Brad quelled the fears by responding, “Of course not dude. You know he talks all the time about how he wishes you would take his girl out and fuck her silly.”

Kevin just sat back in his chair and smiled. He had not specifically mentioned the cuckold idea in his wish, but apparently the blanks had been filled in for him. Life was truly awesome.