Treality Stories Vol. 02 Pt. 09

Our adventures in love continue: The year is 2120 - And both Sparkling Red and Rocket Man have both returned in their next lives!

All characters are well over 118 years old now and include 'Rocket Man' and 'Sparkling Red' who first met online a few years ago. Rocket Man and Sparkling Red are convinced that they must have known each other in past lives and not a fantasy at all -- no one can be so aware and tuned in even if you're a soulmate!

So let's give the Scifi-fantasy Category a go and see how you folks like a Treality Story!

The place seemed familiar to me, but I pretty sure I've never been there before until now in 2120, at least not sober.

I saunter through the nearly-full club, subtly peeking at women as I passed. Some of them looked back askew. I brushed the glances off, not allowing them to compromise my self-confidence. My pace slowed as I spotted a stunning looking blonde. Her name escaped my memory, but I remembered the way she had rubbed herself against me as when we'd danced last week. Somehow, I also remembered the sweetness of her pussy, the erect nipples and the glorious crescendo she reached when she climaxed. Her short, black dress hugged her elegant curves tightly, making me imagine the act of following its example.

"Hey..." I breathed into her ear.

She turned, looking confused for a brief moment. A grin flashed across her face, highlighting her deceptive appearance of innocence. I seemed to remember that she was twenty-two, making her three years less experienced than me. "Hi there, stranger."

"You look like you're ready for some action tonight." I smiled charmingly.

"Every night, sexy." The blonde giggled. "And so do you."

"Oh, yeah. Some lucky girl's neighbours are going to hear my name all night long."

She laughed. "Good advertising."

"Every little bit helps." I showed her the charming smirk again. "So, if you don't have a dance partner later on, maybe I'll saddle you up."

"Ooh, maybe." Her nose crinkled slightly.

"Sounds more like a 'no' kind of 'maybe'. If I'm not being a pessimist."

"Well, it's just...I sort of had something different in mind."

I cocked my head at her. "I'm pretty flexible."

"I was hoping to get some girl-on-girl action tonight."

I paused. "I certainly could be that flexible ..."

The blonde giggled again. "I will check back in later, that may work if your lovely cock could do both of us ..."

"Hey, I'm not going to be mad because you're chasing pussy. That would make me a hypocrite."

She laughed and kissed me. "We should chat later tonight, sexy."

"It's a date." I moved on, scanning the menu along the way. It was a good night for women, and I knew it was going to be a good night for me. As soon as I spotted the right one...

And there she was. Her red, shoulder-length hair framed her sharp features perfectly. Bright green eyes served as beacons in the dim atmosphere. Pouty lips wore a rich shade of red, dressed up for an eventful evening. Her lithe hips were held tight by a short, white skirt, while her red blouse left more to the imagination. Not much more, though. It was far from unflattering, but it seemed as if it was making the smallest effort to hide her full breasts - perfect.

My pulse raced at the sight of her, and the visions of her exquisite face contorted by my merciless pleasuring.

I could feel a grin creeping across my face as I saw that it was a mate that she was talking to. How very fortunate. If he hadn't chatted me up to her already, he would gladly lay some groundwork to me. The red-haired beauty wrapped her lips around the mouth of her bottle of beer, puckering in a way that spurred my imagination.

"Who's your friend?" My sudden question was directed to my mate, while my eyes were waiting for the mystery woman's eyes to meet them. As soon as they did, she smiled. The hint of laugh lines suggested that she was close to my age too.

"Sparkling Red, meet my roommate, Rocket Man. Rocket Man, meet Sparkling Red." My mate said politely. "She's the one I told you about last week."

"Oh, did you?" Sparkling Red playfully snapped at him. "And what did you tell him?"

"Everything." I interjected.

"That's such a wonderful first impression." She rolled her eyes.

"It's fine." I assured her, sidling up to her and placing my hand on the small of her back, directing her eyes towards my mate. He was about thirty-five, slightly balding, with round glasses and a slight beer belly. Still, he had a muscular presence plus a certain affability which attracted women. He was often slow to realize it, which would be part of the charm, ironically enough.

"He's a good-looking guy." I continued. "I'm confident enough to say that. If I was a woman, I'd let him kiss my ass, too."

They both laughed heartily at that. I slipped my hand away from Sparkling Red, my fingers delicately brushing over the top of her finely-curved ass. She smiled shyly at me.

My mate welcomed me to join them, because I was going to get to Sparkling Red either way. I had my target set, and we all knew it. The three of us found a table and traded stories. Sparkling Red was a high-powered, in demand travel executive and showed her assertiveness at every turn of the conversation effortlessly. That made her even more appealing. This wasn't some random groupie with low self-esteem, so the idea of making her beg for me was exhilarating.

Naturally, we had a few rounds of drinks. More accurately, Sparkling Red had a few drinks, while my mate and I had one drink each and a few of the 2120 New Age Cokes to follow.

"Are you trying to get me drunk?" Sparkling Red leaned in and asked me after I brought her another North of Eden G&T.

"Do I need to?" I smirked at her.

"It certainly helps much of the time."

"Helps what?"

Sparkling Red grinned and let her eyes roam away.

"I just want you to feel good." I followed up, making her look back and catch my eyes in hers.

"Well then," she said, "You answered your own question. Cheers."

Seeing the magnetism that Sparkling Red and I had, my mate made an excuse and left us, giving Sparkling Red a quick kiss and a whisper before disappearing.

"What was that?"

"He said you would give me a ride home if I needed. He drove me here."

"Of course, I'd be glad to. What else did he say?"

She rolled her emerald eyes. "He was just joking with me. Told me that you like eggs on salmon with crumpet for breakfast."

"That wasn't a joke. I do." I smiled charmingly.

"I hope you have some, then."

"I'll get some, one way or another."

Sparkling Red took another drink, seeming to deliberate over a comment. "He told me some things about you, too."

"Really? Like what?"

"That you loved women and long, slow Sex."

I laughed. "I suppose I've had my share."

"How would you know? How do you know when you've had enough?" She grinned.

"Good point. It's never enough, is it?"

"Not for the likes of you, apparently."

Her coyness act was impeccable, but it was still an act. I could tell.

I leaned in slightly towards her. "Let's dance." It wasn't a request as much as an order. I took her hand and pulled her gently yet assertively out of her chair. After leading her out onto the well-populated floor, we made a space for ourselves.

She was as good of a dancer as me, frankly. After a dozen years of visiting clubs, I pretty much had my routine set. And Sparkling Red certainly seemed to enjoy it. She looked good, as well. What she lacked in the specifics of the dance moves, she compensated for with passion. I caught the gleam in her eye and took the next leap. She was a natural with me.

"Ohh!" She gasped as I clamped onto her hips and pulled her towards me. Her eyes widened as she felt my intentions pressing firmly against her. "Trying to tell me something you couldn't put in words?" She giggled.

"I can put it in words if you need."

"I think I get the point."

I grinned. "You'll get more than just the point of it."

"If I want it."

For a moment the severe tone almost discouraged me. "Playing hard to get, now?"

Her act continued. "Who says I'm playing?"

"You haven't tasted me yet."

"No, seriously," Sparkling Red said sternly, even though her hips made no retreat from mine,

"I don't sleep with just anyone, Rocket Man, even though I looooove long, slow Sex too."

My assertiveness and her coyness were challenging each other. I pressed harder against her, and her teeth barely bit into her lower lip. It was as if she had caught herself a split-second too late, after she had already revealed the effect my stiff cock had on her imagination.

Having caught the slip, I pushed further, sliding my left hand around to cup her ass. I pulled her against me tightly. While I didn't have my friends bulky build, I was strong enough to force Sparkling Red to grind her warmth against me.

"You feel good, Sparkling Red." I told her, maintaining my confidence.

"You too." She tremulously replied.

My concentration was pulled to a spot over her shoulder, as the blonde I had talked to earlier was smiling at me. She danced by herself, swinging her sexiness around recklessly. She pointed at Sparkling Red and then bit her knuckle, a clear stamp of approval of my dance partner. I gave her a quick raise of the eyebrows in acknowledgment before bringing my eyes back to Sparkling Red.

After a few more minutes of dance-floor play and a telling eye-lock between Sparkling Red and myself, I held the back of her neck, feeling the silkiness of her red hair brushing over the back of my right hand. Now I had control of her hips and her head, not that she seemed to want anything opposite of what I so clearly did.

I pulled her face closer to mine, stopping a couple of inches short of collision. Her eyes betrayed a mild confusion laced with disappointment.

"Do you want this?"

Her eyes couldn't pull away from mine. She nodded.

"Say it."

She swallowed. "Kiss me."

I complied with the illusion of instruction, pressing my well-practiced lips against hers. A soft moan escaped her mouth as I kissed her softly, priming her for much rougher treatment. Her hands clamped onto my hips and pulled, as if our friction wasn't already at its peak.

For about fifteen minutes, I basked in the feel of her flickering tongue and heat of her passion. My lips alternated between hers and the smoothness of her neck, up to her earlobes. Sparkling Red's head leaned back as I continued to fuel the fire within her. I bit her neck and her hands clenched tight, a gasp leaping from her throat into the open. Damn she can kiss and it feels so familiar!

"Let's go somewhere quieter." I said, breathing in her ear.

She just nodded as she pulled slowly away from me. Her eyes seemed to avoid mine as she walked alongside me, her hand in mine. As she passed through the door into the night, she grew more confident again, her stride and body language asserting her control.

It was just about time to explore and find out more about this lady.

Sparkling Red followed my lead to my car. The sight of the black Benz made her find her voice again.

"Very nice. My Great Grand Dad used to own a Benz and I learnt to drive in one too!"

"I'm glad you like it."

"I love it." Sparkling Red smiled.

Wow, that smile again. I unlocked the car and opened the passenger-side door for her, standing just to the inside of the door. She took it as a gentlemanly gesture, graciously tilting her head as she started to set her foot inside. Suddenly, her hair was gripped tight between my fingers, her back pressed against the car door's frame. Her gasp, now filled with shock, seemed to linger above us before evaporating.

"Rocket Man..."

"Why are you taking me home with you?"

"I...what??"

I peered sternly into her eyes. "Tell me."

"I need a ride."

"Liar. I said we should go somewhere quieter. That means both of us together, not just dropping you off."

She gulped. "I thought I might want to get to know you better."

"You might?"

"M-maybe..."

"That sounds like the 'yes' kind of 'maybe'."

"I do." Sparkling Red blurted. "I'd like to get to know you."

"Get to know what?"

"Ev-everything..."

"Specifically."

"How you..." Sparkling Red held back.

"Say it."

"I was thinking that you could spend the night..."

"Doing what?"

"Rocket Man..." Sparkling Red's voice waivered.

I glanced around to make sure nobody was walking nearby. My grip on her hair tightened and I drew her head back slightly.

"Say it." I repeated.

"Sleeping with me..."

"Say it the way you're thinking it."

"Make love to me..."

"You want me to love you or f¥€k you?"

Sparkling Red shook her head.

"Tell me."

"I want you to kiss me more and maybe then make love to me, f¥€king is passe for me..." Sparkling Red's eyes gleamed as she said it.

"How much?"

She moaned softly. "So much. I need it. I am so wet that I might have to go and use the hand-dryer!"

"But I'm not sweet, am I?"

"N-no..."

"So why would you need me to make love to you?"

"Please..."

"Why?" I raised my voice a notch.

"I need to make love as I feel some connection with you ok." Sparkling Red said with clarity.

"That's what it's about, isn't it?"

"Y-yes...I need a man who can not only truly love me and I'll see if you're the one..."

"Any guy in there can f¥€k you."

"A man with...with a big cock could ... I need a lover who can make me come and I can make him cum all day and night long ..."

"Go on."

"Who can make me scream...make me explode over and over until I can't take another thrust without passing out..."

"Am I that man, Sparkling Red?"

"I don't know, Y-yes and I think you may be more than that after that dancing and that kiss!" A smile grew out of her opened mouth.

"Can you show me why I should make love with you?"

"Why...?"

"Yeah." I leaned in close to her, my nose nearly touching hers. Although we were almost the same height, I seemed to loom over her. "Why shouldn't I go back in there and pick someone else? I saw a dozen Subs in there who would kill to do so.

"You don't think I'm attractive?" She asked weakly.

"You're beautiful. But beautiful doesn't mean you're not boring. I've banged some stunning broads that almost put me to sleep early."

"W-what...what can I do? To show you?"

"Kiss me again."

A laugh spilled from her. "Oh, I already planned on it!"

"Not like that, Sparkling Red."

My free hand slipped down to my pants. Her eyes struggled to look, as I held her head back too far to see. The sound of my zipper opening prompted her eyes to dilate along with it.

"You can't be serious."

I tilted my head. "Sounds like you aren't serious, to me."

"Oh, God..."

I let her go without warning. She caught herself on the door and car roof, gracelessly. "I guess you're worth my time." I nodded as I tucked myself back into my pants. "Strap yourself in."

Sparkling Red coughed out a soft laugh as she dropped into the passenger seat. Again, Sparkling Red tried to regain her poise and dignity as I drove her to her apartment. I played nice as we walked through her lavish lobby to the elevator. She selected the button for the penthouse, and the doors closed on us. We waited in silence as we headed upwards.

Suddenly, I leaned to her and kissed her neck softly. Sparkling Red jumped ever so slightly, then smiled. I smirked back at her, enjoying the sight of her on edge.

The apartment was absurdly nice. I tried to imagine what kind of salary she made as I glanced around the opulent foyer. Sparkling Red locked the door behind us and slipped up behind me.

"Can I get you a dr..."

She gasped as I grabbed her throat and pushed her against the wall. I bit her neck, pressing myself tightly against her.

"I'm not here to take your alcohol." I whispered into her ear.

Sparkling Red nodded, her eyes closed. Her breaths came out deep and rapid. Without warning, I tore her blouse from her.

"OH!" She cried out at the sensation.

Her white skirt was ripped away just as easily, leaving her in a set of red lace bra and panties. She instinctively put her hands over her crotch and chest, then thought better and placed them flat on the wall behind her.

"Are you going to make love to me?" Sparkling Red looked into my eyes as my left hand continued to hold her by the throat.

"Yes."

"Oh, God, do it...right here...right now..."

"No."

"What?"

She nodded. I pulled my hands away and grabbed her back, kissing her passionately. She melted against me, sighing softly as my tongue clashed with hers. My fingers unclasped her bra and pulled down, letting it fall to the floor. Her smooth skin invited my hands to explore its entirety, and they wandered freely, enjoying her curves. Her swaying hips pushed outwards towards me, telling me yet again how badly she was aching for what I was promising her.

I broke off the kiss. Our eyes met for the briefest of moments before I trailed my tongue over her chest, diagonally downwards towards her high, firm breasts. I feasted on her flesh, sucking and biting from one stiff, rosy nipple to the other. My hands took the place of her c-cup bra and held her tits tightly, making them look even more pert. Her fingers ran through my hair as I licked her nipples to a high state of sensitivity. Her eyes closed and her head rested against the wall, soft coos and sighs slipping past her lips --"I love you playing with my tits -- it's a thing I have too".

Just as abruptly as I had for her blouse and skirt, I tore her panties off of her hips. Sparkling Red cried out yet spread her legs instantly. I was there in an instant with her right leg over my shoulder and my tongue slowly sliding up her tender slit, circling, enjoying her wetness.

"Ohhh, Rocket Man... that is sooo good, just like in my dreams ..."

Her wet, closely-trimmed pussy was all too eager to open up for my tongue. It slipped an inch inside, moving to and fro within her. I gripped her butt tight while her heel pressed against my back, trying to shove my face directly into her sweet pussy.

"Oh, yesss...eat my pussy..." Sparkling Red grunted out. "Make me come..."

"She won't say it, but she doesn't want to get off too soon." Advice rolled through my memory, keeping myself from bringing her to her peak within a couple of minutes. "She likes to be teased, it makes her first orgasm epic -- it's a thing."

Sparkling Red's knees bent, and I let her slide downward. Within seconds her lips were then rolling along the side of my stiff rod, slathering me with her saliva.

"That's a good girl. Show me how much you want it."

She looked up at me as she sucked me in, caving her cheeks inward. Both of her hands wrapped into rings around the thick shaft, twisting slowly but firmly in opposing directions.

"Yeahh..." I grunted. "You like that, Sparkling Red?"

She released me with a popping sound. "I love it. It is beautiful."

My cock was back in the warmth of her mouth as soon as she was done talking. She pushed herself further onto it, taking me to the gateway of her throat.

Her eyes shot open as she gagged slightly. Her hands were stacked up against my balls, now merely stopping me from feeding her the full enchilada. I pulled her back and off of me, letting her breathe.

"Why couldn't I finish you off!" Sparkling Red sputtered. "Y-yess...I'll do anything...anything for it..."

"I know..." I quickly directed myself back between her lips. Her eyes watered as she took everything, filling her throat. Sparkling Red inhaled sharply as I pulled back out.

"You like that?"

"Yess..."

"Tell me."

"I love giving your cock a mouth massage ... Please..."

I complied, wet gagging sounds dribbled out of her mouth as she stroked me in and out of her mouth with authority. Her hands clamped onto my outer thighs as her eyes looked upwards with a mixture of lust and enjoyment. Eyes that seemed to look into my soul.