Hekate's Passage: A Story of Sex and Rock'n'roll, Part 1, Vol. 1

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Authors: Eleyne Kot, Yasmin Lazaro
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to touch him, to feel his skin under my fingers and I feel his dick touching my ass, still so hard, meaning he wasn’t about finished yet.
    Now I’m kneeling in front of him on all fours, as he places himself behind me touching my pussy and ass with his fingers and dick. He bites me on the neck again and asks me which I prefer, in the ass or in my pussy. I want him so much, I want both. He accommodates my wish with wild pleasure, and screws me into both holes, he uses his fingers on me, too. I’m burning so white hot that I climax very fast and take him with me, as he cannot contain himself anymore.
    Yasmin’s Story:
    The figure of an old, massive copper clock over the wall, with heavily worked pieces resembling dragons and birds around its box, draws my attention. What strikes me is that the clock does not work. When I stand in front of that clock I think, “Well, maybe it is a clock that has to be fixed.”
    I feel a hand over my shoulder. I almost jump and turn to my right to see that it is Colin, who looks tired but still yummy for me. He tells me grinning.
    “Obsessed with time again? Let’s go upstairs to get some decent sleep, you can´t spend all the night here…”
    “Oh, I was just thinking that you should fix that clock…”
    He’s looking at me without understanding what I’m saying, I guess he is thinking I am out of my mind. “ Why? It is perfectly working, gal, don´t you see it?”
    I wonder what to say. But he is urging me to join him upstairs, so I let the thing go. I can see the clock is frozen, no movement. He cannot see it. We are out of time, out of nowhere, by now we are very cool here, but nobody knows what will happen to all of us in a couple of hours.

Chapter 3
    Yasmin’s Story:
    When I wake up, Colin is not with me anymore. I’m alone in a wide bed and I start to think he has vanished like the fog.I still have doubts about all that has happened and the feeling that this situation is a dream or a hallucination is persistent, especially in my first hours after our hot night: his absence casts a deep shadow in my mind. The house seems to be too big for me, heavy with all kind of crazy objects from the past and heavy-metal clues for the present. I don’t know where Eleyne or Melisa are and I begin to become afraid
    I have my clothes on and my shoes are lying on the floor in front of the bed. However, my t-shirt and my underpants are not fresh anymore, so in discomfort, I take them all off and run naked and slightly panicked from room to room, calling my girlfriends.
    Finally I look through the window and sigh in relief seeing them sitting under the sun, near a cool big pool, drinking, eating and joking. But they are alone there. I don’t see any sign of the guys. The sight of food and coffee remind me that I’m hungry too. After all, my last meal was sausage. Well, two kinds of sausage and some cream. I decide to join them.
    “How are you this morning, gals? Where are the boys?”
    “They will get back in a couple of hours,” smiling Melisa hands me glass of some orange juice. “Breakfast is on that table over there,” she points in the direction.
    “And what do they think of all this, gals? Won´t they be calling the police or the doctor?” I smile but feel nervous.
    “Come on, Yasmin, they are so happy with us,” Eleyne cheers me up. “They love us!”
    “They say we are the coolest gals they have ever fucked,” Melisa adds, beaming.
    “Hope that you are right, gals...”
    Eleyne’s Story:
    After a hot lustful night, I awake in the morning, feeling some very skillful fingers touching my pussy and relighting the fire in me. Tony kisses my neck and nipples, reawakening all the desire that I felt during the night. I’m not normally a “sex in the morning fan,” as I rather prefer to sleep longer, but he definitely knows what to do to make a woman burn and he has a way of convincing her everything she wants is to have sex with him. And also he’s Tony, the guy I have

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