This choice: You Go Over Willow's House Of Course • Go Back...Chapter #4Over To Willow's House We Go by: Mr.Z   (Hey, this is not my chapter. I didn't write it. All credit goes to Spaghetlord. Thank you for writing this.)
Your head is filled with images of Willow, those perfect lips, that swaying ass, that inviting chest, but above all, that powerful voice. Somewhere, somehow she's beckoning you. This whirlwind of seduction overwhelms your mind until a moment of clarity hits you, you know what you have and want to do.
"Sarah, i'm heading to a friends house for the afternoon"
"Okay Doug, i'll tell Mom and Crystal" her weirded out expression shows that at least some of your turmoil showed, but you don't mind. "Cya.." You turn and walk out the front door.
The walk to Willows house is pleasant, to say the least. You feel like your head is helium and the rest of your body is just floating along. A couple of women cat call you but you don't mind. Eventually however a jogger ends up in front of you, you can't remember how or when she ended up there but she's definitely a welcome addition to your voyage. Even through your daze you're to admire her almost comically voluptuous body which almost immediately gives you a rock hard six inch stiffy. Your vision makes a beeline for a possible contender for the best-ass-of-your-life award. While normally you'd associate something of that size with a fatty it didn't at all look out of place on her hour glass figure, as a matter of fact the you can tell that's it's quite firm through her skin tight workout pants. Although in between her impressive thighs you see hints of what might be another big slab of meat on her...
A minute or so later (as far as you can tell) you legs come to an automatic halt, jerking you out of your stupor. You quickly take in your gatherings. Looking around you see you're standing on the porch of a rather nice, but odd house. It's rather large and, for a lack of a better word, sterile. The walls are pure white with the only things breaking the empty expanse being the black shudders on the window. "This must be Willows house" you mutter under your breath. Just then you realize how during that walk was the longest stretch of time you went without thinking about her since lunch! "Must've forgotten about her when I saw that hot jogger..." your boner threatens to return but now that you're thinking about it, you can't remember what was so special about her.
"What ever it was that distracted me, it probably wasn't important." All chances you had of remembering the womans existence are squashed when you see the door open and Willow standing behind it. She's got the kind of smirk on her face that a person can only have when they've got complete control over the situation. "Hey Dougy, I was worried that something had distracted you away from me. But luckily you know who knows best" you were about to question the cryptic wording of that but Willow slinks her arm around you and gently pulls you inside, closer to her. Closing the door behind the both of you she says "Let's go up my room, that way my Mom won't interrupt us". You want to put a little bit of space in between you and her but the way she's clinging you to her and the height difference between you two mashes your face straight into her boobs. "This isn't so bad" you think "They're kind of like pillows.....pillows...". You drift off to sleep and let your friend carry you up to her room.
You're definitely going through one of the weirder dreams of your life, you're not sure whether your eyes or shut. If they are then your vision is completely consumed by absolute darkness, but it's not frightening. As a matter of fact you've never felt so peaceful in your life. You feel as if you're floating in a sea of black, you're able to breath just fine, there's no noise at all and you're pretty warm. You just... Float. But soon you hear a sound. You try to focus on it and you can tell that it's Willows voice. You can't tell what's she's saying as she sounds like she's on the other of a wall. You hear your voice respond as if it came from another person and it's much clearer but you still can't tell what is being said. After a few minutes of this you feel something warm and huge fill up your head. Or mouth. You can't really tell right now. You feel confusion about the sensation but after getting used to it you decide that it feels just as good as the other sensations here.
Eventually you awake from the warm ocean and realize that you're lying in what must be Willows bed and with what must Willow on top of you. You realize that the way she's on top of you makes it so that you two are chest-to-face and crotch-to-crotch. Even though she's fully clothed the feeling of her tits hugging your face is very pleasant. Going down a bit you feel a large, soft member digging into your own groin. Realizing that has to be Willow's cock mashing into your clothed crotch has you infinitely more aroused than before. And to add to her seduction you realize that her hips are slowly, ever so slowly grinding into you.
Once Willow realizes you're awake she abruptly sits up. Normally you'd be sad about the departure of those breasts but the pure amount of friction the movement causes down there is enough to quell those thoughts. Looking down you see that Willow you see that Willow is not naked from the waist down but at some point switched into a skirt, you can't see under it but the image of her panty clad flaccid cock smothering your smaller, erect one is for some reason maddeningly hot. "Hey Dougy," she says while giving you an oddly innocent smile for someone grinding their genitals into the genitals of another. You aren't really paying attention to that though, instead silently praying that she would finish that sentence with something like "I've seen you looking at this slutty ass of mine, I was just wondering if you'd like to try it out" or " You've got quite the boner down there, mind if I take care of it?" or "Why don't I grind this fat cock into your face instead slave?" or even "Let's cut the crap and have you bend me over this bed" but to your dismay she merely said "we must've fallen alseep while we were hanging out, oh well." Crestfallen, you realize that she must not realize what she's doing and isn't at all trying to sleep with you. "Oh shit! We must have been out for a while because it's nearly six!" she exclaims, looking at a clock on a bedstand next to the bed. "Yeah, i'd better get home" you admit "I'll show you to the front door" after she says this she crawls over you and out of the bed. This process giving you a glimpse of her panties and an eyeful of her long, milky white legs.
Walking towards the front door she suddenly stops. "Oh! I nearly forgot one thing" she begins to dig through her pocket and you stop and wait, looking at her in confusion. After a few seconds she says "Ah, found it." She pulls something out of her pocket and turns to look at you. Something in the way she leaned slightly forward, something about her bemused expression, something and the glint in her slightly almond eyes makes your vision lock right onto those deep red lips as she says
"I think you should watch this later tonight."
She pauses for a moment, almost seemingly giving you a moment to recover. "I think you'll really like it" she says while handing it over, taking it from her you can see it's a disc that's empty save for what you presume is the title written in marker on one side. "Uh, thanks. I'll check it out" after that you exchange farewells and you walk out the door.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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