The Spice of Life (The Transformation #1) (22 page)

“What were they like?” I asked.

“Oh, they were mostly really good guys. Young, fit and hot. I liked almost all of them, except for one. He was a real asshole. I could smell it on him.”

“So what happened?”

“I agreed to have group sex with three of the guys, the ones I really liked. But the fourth man, the one I really despised, decided to force himself into the group sex. We were all pretty drunk, but I was still really clear about not wanting to be with him. I specifically told the extra guy that I didn’t want him to participate or to have sex with me, in any way.”  Kara’s eyes were full of pain as she told the story, so I put my arm around her.

“So, he didn’t listen?”

“No. It…it ended up being something very similar to a gang rape, because the other men – the guys that I thought were my friends -- didn’t stop the other guy from being part of the sex act. I was telling them “no” but I was basically forced to have sex with all of them at the same time.”

I was really shocked and sad for her, but I asked her why she hadn’t fought back and tried to wrestle her way out of the situation. Kara was a tall, sturdy girl; she was extremely athletic and could take on most guys.

“Oh yeah?” she said. “You think I should have wrestled my way out?”

“Uh huh,” I nodded.

“Kinda like this…?”  Smiling, Kara grabbed me and started wrestling with me. We fell back onto her couch.

I realized where things were going. “Kara, I need to tell you something.”

She pulled back. “What?”

“This reminds me of my first threesome experience. That was also with a lesbian or two, actually. And honestly, I kind of felt used. I don’t think that we should have sex unless it’s really meaningful.” Kara was surprised, but agreed with me. She brought out some bedding and set up the couch for me to sleep on.

In the morning, I was amazed to wake up and find that my hands had been bound above my head, and a blindfold had been placed over my eyes. I could smell Kara’s perfume and feel her stroking my abs. “Kara…this feels amazing, but like I told you, I don’t want to do anything unless it’s meaningful.”

She whispered in my ear, “Oh, this will be meaningful, Jake. You’re a first guy I’ve been with who really respected me.”

I felt a little nervous. “Should we use a safe word or something?”

She laughed a little. “No. This is going to be so amazing. I am going to fuck you so good that we won’t need a safe word.”

She proceeded to go down on me, making my cock stiff by licking and sucking me with her mouth and lips before she climbed on top of me and rode me to climax. She did other things to me, that I could never put into words…it was incredible. She had made her own line of candles called,
"Pride Candel."
  She took out one of them and proceeded to drip hot wax on my body, along my chest, down to my waist, torso, cock, and balls, often quietly giggling at my pain. At the end she released my hands, but kept me blindfolded, head resting on my chest, hands caressing me.  I held her firmly, we both knew, this was a night, a moment, never to be spoken about in public.

We stayed great friends afterwards, often hanging out and joking around with each other. We never really talked about it, but I knew we would never be together again sexually, and she told me on several occasions that if she ever chose to be with a guy again, it would be me.

“I want to finish telling you about Mai Ling.”

“OK. So you told me what she was wearing. What were you wearing at this point?”

“I had thrown on my ripped jeans and a v-neck tee. I wanted to look nice for her, of course, but also wanted to keep the casual vibe going.”

“Makes sense. What happened when you met?”

“Well, we really hit it off. She was very aggressive and sexual. She started touching me almost immediately, laying her hand on my arm and then along my leg as we talked. After an hour or so, she said, “Do you want to go sit in the car and make out? I really want to kiss you.”

“Oh yeah? And why is that?” I grinned at her.

“Hmmm…maybe because I think you are cute, and we’ve been having great conversation? Also…I can’t stop thinking about our sexy chats online. I feel like there is a spark between us. Being near you makes me horny.”

I was flattered and also found Mai Ling attractive, so I was happy to agree. “Sure! Sounds like a great idea.”

We went out to the car and she was like a tiger; she literally jumped into my lap and started kissing me ferociously. It had been so long since I’d experienced that level of passion that my mind was blown. It felt amazing. Her hands were roaming everywhere, and when she came to the bulge in my jeans she groaned with pleasure and anticipation. I could tell that she wanted to see it and hold it, but I held back, for now.  We kept kissing and heavily petting for an hour or so, then Mai Ling drew back from me and spoke.

“Damn, you’re hot. I bet you’re an incredible fuck.” She smiled and pushed her hair back from her forehead. Her eyes were bright and full of desire.

I smiled back at her, gazing into her eyes, and stroked her inner thigh. “The reports I get back are good,” I chuckled. “I’ve also had some excellent teachers.”  I remembered Marci and Tina.

“And from what I can tell, it feels like your cock is pretty fucking big.”  Mai Ling was definitely blunt and straightforward.

I shrugged. “Yes, you could say that,” I paused.  “Want to see?” Her eyes lit up like a Christmas tree and she nodded eagerly.

Slowly, I unzipped my pants and drew out my swollen cock for her to admire. She gasped when she saw it. “Oh my God. Yes. That is what I’m talking about. Holy fuck that is gorgeous!” Her face was full of lust. She said, “Let’s go to your house and fuck now. I need you. Bad.”

I was a little taken aback by her suggestion to go to my house. I wasn’t sure what she meant. “Uh, my house? Why would we want to go there?”

She leaned in close to me, and nibbled my earlobe for a second before murmuring, “I want to fuck you in your bed. I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before. ”

I was puzzled. “Uh, why? I mean, why does it need to be in my bed? There’s a hotel near here. Can’t we go there?”

Mai Ling shrugged. “I just want to. I like fucking men in their beds at home. It gives me a buzz, knowing that I’m fucking them in the place where they usually sleep with their wives.  Call me crazy, but it’s just what I like.”

This shocked me to my core, and I drew back a little. It didn’t feel right to me. I might not have had the best relationship with my wife, but fucking another woman in our marital bed just wasn’t acceptable to me. It was too disrespectful. I shook my head. “No, sorry. I can’t do that. It’s just not something I want to do. But why don’t we go to your place instead?”

Now it was Mai Ling’s turn to shake her head. “Huh uh. Nope. Can’t do it.”

“Why not?”

She just shrugged. “I just don’t bring guys back to my place. It’s kind of a rule I have.” She cocked her head sideways and twisted a piece of hair around her finger. “So…what’s it going to be then? C’mon! Let’s go to your place. You know you want to! I’ve gotta have that mammoth cock inside me. You’re killing me, Jake!”

I held firm. “No, I’m serious. I won’t do that. So, why don’t we go to a hotel? It would be a shame to miss out on this connection just because we couldn’t find a place to go, wouldn’t it?”

Mai Ling finally agreed. We checked in to a local hotel around the corner, and started making out on the bed right away. Again I was blown away by how passionate and wild she was; she bit my neck, and my lower lip and she drove her long nails into my back. For such a small thing, she was incredibly forceful and energetic. She practically tore my clothes off this time and raked her nails down my bare chest, pausing only when she reached my groin. She moaned again, stroking the length of my shaft, running her long nails lightly over my balls.

“You like it then?” I asked.

“God yes! I need it, babe. Come here.”

She lay back on the bed and opened her legs. I could see how aroused and swollen her pussy was, glistening with juices. I gently guided myself into her, but because she was so petite, I could only get about half of my cock inside her. She was so small and tight that it was almost painful for me, and not terribly satisfying.

She, on the other hand, was moaning and almost screaming with pleasure. After just a few thrusts, she climaxed for the first time, bucking and pitching herself upwards. “More!” she shouted. “Give me more of that rock solid cock! I want more!”  I pushed in another inch or so, and she shrieked as another orgasm swept over her. It was actually quite uncomfortable for me sexually. My first affair wasn’t going quite how I had planned.

Kelli was listening intently, and seized on this comment. “That’s interesting. How did you feel emotionally?” Here was a chance to steer them into safer waters, waters that didn’t make her want to strip naked and impale herself on his lap.

“Emotionally, I felt fine. It was nice to get some form of relief after having been starved of sex for so long. I was mostly just trying to find some physical pleasure. In the end, I didn’t actually come inside of Mai Ling. She was too tight. She orgasmed six or seven times though, and then she let me ejaculate over her stomach when she was through.”

Kelli looked down at her notes and then back up at Jake.

“So, why was Mai Ling so important then? It sounds like you had fun, but I guess I don’t quite understand why she has such significance in your journey.”

Jake sat up a little bit straighter. “Ah! Right. The reason that Mai Ling is so important isn’t because of the sex we had. No, there is a much bigger reason. That day that we met up and went to the hotel for sex, I was much, much more overweight and out of shape than how you see me now. I had basically lost my confidence and sense of pride in my appearance. But Mai Ling helped me change that.”

“Really? How?”

“That day, after we had sex and were lying in bed she said, “You know, Jake. You’re really not a bad looking guy. There’s a lot of potential here.”

I wasn’t sure how to take that, so I replied, “What do you mean by potential?”

“Well, I already told you on my profile that I’m a personal trainer at the gym. I see guys like you, and I think ‘Wow! If he just worked out, he could have any woman he wanted!’ And that’s the truth. You COULD have any woman you wanted if you are willing to put in the work and get fit.”

I pretended to be offended. “What, so I’m not cute now?” 

Mai Ling just giggled and ran her hand over my chest and stomach. “No silly. That’s my point. You ARE cute, but this could be a lot more toned and defined. Then you’d be incredibly hot.”

I was intrigued. “So, since you’re a trainer, what do you recommend?”

“I’ll tell you what,” said Mai Ling. “Why don’t you let me give you a few training sessions? Come by the gym tomorrow and we’ll get you started!”

And that is what happened. Things didn’t work out sexually between me and Mai Ling, but she became my personal trainer for a while. Because of her, I started to get my confidence back and really got back into shape. I owe that to her.”

Once again, Kelli was impressed. “Wow! That’s an amazing story. And how did she take it when you told her that you weren’t going to continue as lovers?”

“Oh, she was fine. She had plenty to choose from. She did tell me that I had been one of the best though. She couldn’t stop talking about my large penis for a while, but eventually we really were just friends and she put me through my paces at the gym like nobody else. After she was finished with me, I was a completely different person.”

“I can imagine,” said Kelli. Jake’s transformation was incredibly inspiring for her. She imagined doing something similar, changing her life around.

At that moment, there was a knock on her office door. It was her secretary. “Uh, Kelli? There’s a delivery for you.”

Kelli wasn’t expecting anything so she was confused. “Bring it in,” she said. Turning to Jake, she asked, “You don’t mind, do you?”

He grinned. He looked excited, somehow. “No, I don’t mind at all. By all means, see what your delivery is.”

His tone suddenly made Kelli feel suspicious. “Wait a minute…is this…this isn’t…have you sent me something?”

Jake just kept grinning. At that moment, the secretary brought in a huge box and set it down next to Kelli, then left, closing the door behind her.

Jake gazed at her with those intense eyes. “Go on, Kelli. Open it.”

She carefully pried open the cardboard container and gasped at what she saw. Inside was a beautifully carved wooden box, with intricate designs all around it. 

Jake immediately took out a small pocket measuring tape, and a packet of organic honey from his pocket.  “52 x 31 x 31 inches,
purrrrfect
,” Jake said as he measured the box.

“This is from you…?” she stammered.

He stood up and walked over to her. She could smell him and feel the heat from his body.

“Yes, it’s from me. Do you know what this is, Kelli?”

She shook her head. “Tell me.”

“Promise me Kelli, from now on, you will keep all of your sexual toys in this box. Your vibrators, your plugs, your nipple clamps, your handcuffs. All of it. It goes in here, in the sacred box.”