Begrudgingly gets out of the car

He broke the gaze from his sister, trying to covertly rearrange his trousers to hide the massive boner he was now sporting. His attempt failed as was evident by his sister's glance down followed by a smirk.

"Too bad! We could have had some real fun, but I guess I'll save my ideas for later."

She winked as James climbed from the car and away she drove.

A few minutes later, he arrived outside his class where he usually met up with his girlfriend. As soon as she spotted him, she ran towards him, beaming.

"James! How are you?" she asked, pulling him into a hard hug, her red, shoulder-length hair tickling his face in the breeze.

“I’m fine, thanks, Tash. Everything has just been a bit mad since yesterday.”

“I can imagine. Well let’s talk about it!” And with that, she took his hand and led him along.

The couple passed through streets and alleys and parks, but about 15 minutes later, they arrived at the same coffee shop where they had spoken the day before. James took a seat in a booth in the corner, ignoring the anxious glances coming from the baristas whom he recognised from the other day. Meanwhile, Tash went forward and took both of their orders and came back a few minutes later with their two drinks, taking a seat opposite him.

“Hopefully this will perk you up.”

James smirked at her in response.

“So, how are you feeling now?”

“A little odd if I’m honest. Things have been…different since yesterday.”

“How so?” She looked inquisitive now.

“Well, have you ever awoken from a dream and then wondered if it actually happened but then you were disappointed because it didn’t?”

She nodded.

“Well, that’s how I’m feeling, except what I dreamed actually did happen.”

“What do you mean? What did you dream?” Her expression morphed to one of confusion.

“Well ever since the earthquake yesterday, I-”

“Wait, there was an earthquake yesterday?”

“Yeah! You were right here. It was when I fell down.”

She looked downright bewildered now.

“James,” she said. “There was no earthquake when you fell…”

“What do you mean there was no earthquake? The earth shook violently. You were there!” He shouted.

“James, calm down. Maybe you felt the earth shake when you hit the ground because of your head injury?”

“No! I felt the ground shake and then I hit the ground!” He raised his voice further. Why was she being like this?

“Listen James, I don’t know what to tell you. All I saw was you go flying and hit the floor. There was no shake. Or rumble. Or anything. I assumed you had tripped or something.”

Maybe you’re tripping. He thought to himself.

He was about to argue back when he saw two women sat at a table ahead of him. One was blonde, the other a red head. They sat relatively normally, apart from the fact that they were naked from the waist down and had each other’s fingers in their pussies. He took a deep breathed and sighed.

Okay weird angel lady. Let’s try it then!

“Those two are pretty hot, don’t you think,” he said, nodding to the blonde and the red head.

Natasha whipped her fiery red head over towards them.

“I guess. I’ve never much been into women.”

James got up and sat close next to her on her side of the booth.

“But you’re into men right?”

She immediately became a little flustered, nodding vigorously, and letting out a very small, almost imperceptible moan when he placed a hand on her upper thigh. He leaned close to her ear.

“You said this wasn’t that weird yesterday.” He whispered.

She nodded again.

“What about if I do this?” And he placed his hand on her crotch. No pressure applied yet. Just testing the waters, so to speak.

Her moan this time was a lot louder. So loud, a couple of nearby patrons turned to look at her, before realising it was nothing out of the ordinary and carrying on with their conversations.

Nothing extraordinary for them, but for me…mother of God! His mind was abuzz with thoughts.

Since she didn’t resist his advances, he began moving his hand, stroking her mound hard. She closed her eyes, mouth open.

“So, yesterday, when we argued, do you remember what you called me?”

Another nod.

“What was it? He questioned.

She didn’t respond, so he stopped his stroking.

“Answer me,” he said, calmly.

“I…I called you a…a freak.”

“You called me a freak for liking exactly these kinds of things. The things you are currently enjoying. Is that right?”

“Yes,” she replied, her cheeks flushed.

“So tell me, what’s changed since yesterday?”

She looked at his hand and bit her lip, coming to the conclusion that he wouldn’t touch her again until his questions were answered. She sighed.

“I wish I could tell you, James. Honestly. I just remember taking you to the hospital, and seeing you lying down on the guerney, I had this huge urge to just mount you and fuck you hard in front of everyone at the hospital. I wanted to fuck you into recovery. And then, all of a sudden, everyone else started doing the same things. I guess they began feeling the same way. And now, it seems nothing more than second nature. I could do it to you, my friends, I could fuck my brother. Only Harry though. Jake is a little odd.”

“So tell me,” James went on. He was enjoying himself now. “Would you rather do these things with me, or Harry?”

She paused, taking a long sip of her drink, her eyes floating up in contemplation.

“Well, I’d definitely rather do you. I guess it’s like, going for a meal. I’d like to go with you most, but I’d still rather enjoy it with you.”

James smiled at this.

This will definitely make things interesting I guess. He thought.

The two stared at each other for a moment. James’ smile only grew, reflecting the ever growing desperation from Natasha. She gulped loudly before speaking one word.

“Please…”