Sleepwalking

Jimmy

I was being whipped on my ass. I was wearing tight dark-blue jeans and deep cut silk briefs. It felt good to be whipped through the denim and silk materials. My ass was getting hotter and hotter, and my lover was putting more speed in each swing of her hand holding the thin leather whip. My breath was getting faster and I was biting into the pink cotton material stuffed in my mouth. I couldn’t hold it any longer. Soon I let myself go in my jeans as my lover gave me the big final whip that sent me to deep sleep.

In a Café

"So what is the deal?", a wrinkly man around the age of fifty asked Chris.

"Two hundred DM per hour", Chris answered.

"No fucking way. Do you think I’m stupid?", the wrinkly man responded with annoyance.

"Well, I would think you are stupid if you didn’t like my deal."

"Fuck you. I can get a quick in-out for fifty DM if I go to Bahnhof.", exclaimed the wrinkly man.

"But this is not just another ‘quick in-out’. I tell you man, she is special".

"Like how? So special that her pussy costs two hundred DM per hour?", the wrinkly man asked with chuckle.

"Have you ever been fucked by a twelve years old?"

In a flat.

"Would you like something to drink?", Chris asked the wrinkly man, cashing in the man’s money in his wallet.

"Sure. What have you got?"

"Anything from Moloko to Captain Morgan."

"What is a Moloko?"

"What you don’t know, you better not drink", Chris answered with a grin.

"Just give me some whiskey – straight"

Chris nodded his head and walked towards the kitchen. The wrinkly man was left alone in the living room’s reddish brown leather sofa. He looked around the flat to find nothing extraordinary.

"Where is the girl?", the wrinkly man shouted to Chris in the kitchen.

"Just doing some girlie stuff. You know what I mean"

The wrinkly man chuckled and began to imagine how it would be to fuck a twelve years old. His own daughter was already married, but he still remembered how horny she made him feel when she was a stunning young brunette in her teenage. ‘Every daddy ought to fuck his daughter’, he thought with a smile in his face.

Chris returned with two shots of whiskey in his hands.

When the wrinkly man was just about to grab the shot glass a door next to the kitchen opened and a cute little girl wearing silky black lingerie and pink bunny ears came out. She looked at him and gave him a shy smile, while sucking her right thumb and resting her left hand on the back of her waist. The wrinkly man looked at this little cutie in amazement and thought that it was worth the money. The little girl walked towards the man slowly, swinging her tight ass from side to side. When she was only a foot away from the man, she stopped and asked the wrinkly man, staring into his eyes directly.

"Have you ever been fucked by a twelve years old?"

The wrinkly man smiled and shook his head.

"Now you have", answered the little girl as she brought her left hand to the front. The wrinkly man didn’t have any more time than to realise that she was holding a rusty metal hammer in her left hand. The next thing he felt was his teeth flying down his throat as the little girl smashed his mouth with the hammer. The wrinkly man fell to the ground, unable to even scream as everything began to turn red in a slow motion. The last thing he saw was the little girl and Chris sipping their whisky.

I was panting like a dog. Love the girl on the screen, fuck that bitch doggie-style. Speakers positioned on each side of my seat was working really impressively. I began to pump my dick faster with my hand as the guy on the screen began to increase the speed of his humping. The girl seemed to be enjoying it immensely, and so did the guy. The little room I was sitting in was getting really hot and I could no longer distinguish whether I was watching a porn flick or being the guy on the screen really fucking the girl. Exactly at the moment when the guy on the screen shot his cum into the girl’s pussy I shot my cum on the screen too. The girl was screaming from her orgasm and the guy and I kept on cumming simultaneously. I love you, Jesse.

Chris was walking through the City Park with a self-rolled fag slowly burning away between his right index finger and middle finger. When he found an empty bench with nobody around within hundred metres he sat down and pulled out a little vinyl package from his blue jeans pocket. Carefully looking around he opened the package. He then took out a 6cm long white plastic stroh and stuck it right into the package, and sniffed the substance in the package with his nose through the stroh. Soon enough he could feel the affect all over his body. It was like devilish angels crawling all over his body. The life couldn’t be any better.

Jesse spotted a handsome man reading his newspaper at the table by the window. She loved having a drink in this café. She could always find some handsome man. As she kept on staring at him while sucking on her white plastic stroh, the man looked up from his newspaper and their eyes met. The man grinned, showing his teeth, and Jesse smiled back. It was on.

I walked up the stairs to reach the door. I hoped that the flat would be empty. I searched through my pockets to find a key. I held a key in my hand and tried to insert it into the keyhole, but my hand was trembling too much. I could feel every single blood vein in my body pumping, and I could hear my heart beat in my head. I felt that my whole body was shaking at my every single heartbeat. Somehow I managed to insert the key into the keyhole and turn it. The door opened and I walked into the flat. As I closed the metal door behind and took off my coat I could hear a heavy breath of a man and deep moan of a girl coming from the room next to the kitchen. All my surroundings began to get sucked into my eyes and my body was turning into mercury. I slowly walked towards the door of the room next to the kitchen. I put my ear on the door and I could clear hear a girl and a man having time of their life. I closed my eyes and I felt a rusty hammer beating on my head at every single heartbeat of mine. I slowly turned the handle and opened the door. I walked into the room slowly and opened my eyes. There were a girl and a man fucking doggie-style and every thrust of man’s cock into the girl’s pussy matched my heartbeat and the beating of the rusty hammer on my head. The whole world around me was following the same rhythm and my eyes were rocked on the face of the girl being fucked. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was wide open, and at every heartbeat of mine she let out a moan through her opened mouth, and at every moan coming out of her mouth I felt the beating of rusty hammer on my head strengthen. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and saw me. Our eyes met and my heart beat stopped. She smiled at me and said,

"Welcome home, Chris."

"I love you, Jesse", I said.

She then frowned and told me,

"You’ve been sniffing again, haven’t you?"

"I love you, Jesse", I said again and looked at the man.

The handsome man didn’t stop humping Jesse, but he looked at me too. He grinned slightly, showing his teeth. I moved my gaze to Jesse’s face again. She closed her eyes again and began to feel the growing pleasure in her pussy. I walked out of the room and went to the living room. I sat on the blood stained reddish brown sofa and closed my eyes. I could still hear the sound of Jesse and the man fucking in the room next to the kitchen. Very slowly their sound began to fade away and I was drifting into my dreamland. In my dream I was bending over on the bed in the room next to the kitchen. Jesse was standing behind me with a thin leather whip in her hand. For our mutual pleasure, she began to whip me on my ass.