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Best dream ever.

After a few minutes, fingers feathered over his balls, and the reaction was instantaneous. His hips shot out towards her. Without breaking stride, she began trailing licks all over his balls, massaging one firmly and taking the other in her mouth and sucking. He was almost wild with the pleasure, saying unintelligible words to her about how fucking good it was as her hand continued stroking his cock.

Lisa Ann broke off the connection abruptly, and he blinked, thinking he’d finally woken up. But she only sat up and was now removing her bra. Her huge tits bounced before him, and her fingers toyed with her nipples as she moaned sexily for him.

Shit. Fuck.

Then Lisa Ann did something that had him almost shooting out of bed. She guided his cock between her breasts.

Then she started moving.

Oh, Jesus. The porn star was tit fucking him.

Her tongue came out to lick the tip every time she moved, and this time he couldn’t help himself anymore—Jake’s hands went to her hair, tugging helplessly as she worked him over. She quickened her pace, increased her moans, and he jerked.

“Fuck. Just like that. Faster.”

Lisa Ann did as told, her nipples rubbing against his skin as she pumped and sucked him into oblivion.

It couldn’t be helped. Jake exploded then and there, his hips jerking as it hit him. Wetness surrounded him, and he realized Lisa Ann’s mouth had gone down on him again as she swallowed his cum eagerly. She didn’t miss a single drop, lapping it all up and licking her lips right after.

Fuck. Best dream ever.





CHAPTER FOUR



It wasn’t a dream.

That much was clear when he happened to glance up and found the artifact still sitting on top of the drawer—exactly where he left it, the hole glowing bright red. He pinched his arm for good measure, to wake himself up—except he didn’t wake, because he already was.

And Lisa Ann was now standing up and sliding her panties down.

Her pussy was a sight to behold, better in person than in all the porn videos he replayed endlessly. Jake’s mouth watered at the thought of ramming his cock inside it repeatedly.

“Where do you want me, Sergeant?” the porn star asked, licking her lips sensually. Her fingers started playing with her nipples again, and his cock hardened once more.

She was asking. Lisa Ann was asking where the hell he wanted her. The possibilities were endless. This wasn’t a dream.

Her hand circled my cock, and her gaze trailed down to look at it hungrily. She wanted it.

She was going to get it.

“Get on top of me,” he ordered.

Lisa Ann smiled and nodded, then began climbing up. Her breasts bounced with her movement, and she removed his hand so she could stroke him herself. She licked it a few times for good measure. Then she straddled him and guided his shaft towards her pussy, sliding down on him inch by inch.

The sight of his cock vanishing inside her pussy had Jake groaning as he watched raptly. Her pussy stretched to accommodate him. When he was inside her fully, she didn’t move, waiting expectantly.

“Ride me, baby,” he rasped.

And Lisa Ann did exactly as asked.

It was a fantasy come to life. Lisa Ann sat up until his tip was almost to her entrance, then she sank down on him, making pleasure singe in his toes and his balls. She did it repeatedly, working different angles, and Jake felt like he was in heaven. His hands clenched on the sheets as he watched her huge breasts jump with her movements.

He needed to taste them.

“Lean forward,” he ordered.

Lisa Ann did, placing her breasts automatically into his receiving hands. He molded them and squeezed, groaning at their softness and the stiffened peaks. He pinched one repeatedly, then leaned forward to close his lips over it. He sucked and licked, making her go crazy on top of him.

“Shit! That’s so good,” she moaned.

Her hips rode him hard, and the pleasure intensified. Unable to help himself, he pulled her for a rough kiss, fucking her with his tongue. He followed the rhythm of her pussy on his cock, and their sounds of pleasure mixed together.

He needed more.

Jake rolled them around suddenly until she was flat on her back, then continued thrusting inside her. She was wet and tight and so damn good. An idea came to mind, and he groaned at the mere thought.

“Lisa Ann?”

“Yes?” she rasped.

“Get down on your knees,” he said.

She obediently did as asked, turning around and thrusting her firm ass in the air.

“I want to fuck you in the ass, sweetheart,” Jake croaked.

Lisa Ann wiggled her ass enticingly. “Yes. God, yes.”

His fingers slid inside her pussy repeatedly before wandering to the back and playing with her butthole. Her rim clenched against his finger, so he slid another one…and another one.

“Your dick,” she pleaded voice sexily husky. “Shove your cock inside me!”

Jake slid the tip first, watching it disappear. Lisa Ann kept wiggling, urging him to go faster, but he stilled her hips and took his sweet time. When he was finally deep inside her ass, he trembled and tried not to lose it. This tightness was so much different from her pussy, and he loved the feeling.

When she wiggled her hips again, he knew what he wanted by instinct. And so, he pulled back, hearing her whine as he did so. Then he slowly thrust in, groaning out loud as her ass squeezed him for all he was worth. Eventually slow didn’t cut it, and he leaned forward and thrust faster until he was pumping inside her in lightning speed.

His balls made a slapping sound against her ass, and soon he was driving inside her in a wild rhythm. Lisa Ann writhed beneath him, her face buried against the pillow and her hands working her nipples. It was such an erotic sight.

Soon he was pounding inside her with all his strength, and her moans grew so loud and egged him on. Jake’s finger found her clit, and he flicked repeatedly until he felt her exploding beneath him. She squeezed tighter.

His control snapped. Jake pounded for all he was worth, telling her how good she felt and how he wanted to fuck her all day long. Then a violent spasm grabbed him in a chokehold, and soon he was erupting inside her in one long, full force. His hands squeezed her breasts as she encouraged him to spurt all his cum inside her. Then he collapsed on top of her, sweat slicked all over their bodies.

Shit.

Porn stars were fucking awesome.





CHAPTER FIVE



It had taken him a day to finally process that the magic was indeed coming from the artifact—and this was thoroughly tested twice more in the Afghanistan base by stroking it and watching it glow red before waiting for his fantasy to come true again.

After the first test, Lisa Ann came to his room again and rode him like a wild cowgirl, then sucked him dry.

After the second test, where a fellow soldier named Kelly had him fuck her from behind in the storage room with only their pants down—something he’d been fantasizing about for a while now—he finally saw the light.

The artifact was his own little pleasure goddess.

A few days later, things got too busy as he was given one last assignment before he was finally released from Afghanistan. Papers were arranged and his bags were packed, and Jake took the plane to their military base in the US, which was located two flights from where he actually lived. He decided to spend the night there before travelling home, as he had all the time in the world. He hadn’t told his wife yet that he was coming home, wanting to surprise her and his son.

Jake suddenly remembered that this area was where his ex-girlfriend, Cindy, lived. His thoughts wandered as he wondered how she was doing. They were high school sweethearts but had broken up due to long distance issues and had both moved on. He recalled how pretty she was with her Asian and American mixed heritage. Last he heard; Cindy had been a professional cheerleader for NBA.

Their sex life had been full of stolen moments when her parents weren’t home, and it was something he missed about her—all that thrill about getting caught. He’d wanted to try it out in public with her, but she’d never been game.

Could she…?

He looked at the artifact, then stroked it thoughtfully. It glowed red again, so he stuffed it in his bag and left it in his room. Jake strolled out of headquarters and headed to the nearest bar, anticipation tingling in his bones as he sipped a bottle of beer.

His hands already itched at the thought of getting them all over Cindy.

Ten minutes later, a finger tapped his shoulder. Jake turned his head. His breath caught in his throat at the sight of his ex, all grown up.

Cindy still had the same pretty face with the slanted eyes and porcelain skin, but it had matured. So did her body, slim and petite from top to bottom. Her blouse was tight, and he could see her breasts underneath it—they were small, but he recalled how perky they’d been. Shit. His cock stirred.

Jake forced a smile on his face.

“Hey, Cindy.”

Cindy grinned, her eyes crinkling. “Hi, Jake. How are you doing?”

She sat on the couch beside him and they chatted casually about their lives. But underneath it all, a certain sexual tension permeated the air, and he could see it in her almond eyes, too—flashes of lust that she wasn’t doing a very good job of hiding. His hand went to her thigh, visible under the short cotton skirt she was wearing, and he slowly rubbed it.

Cindy bit her lower lip and stared at him lustfully.

“Jake?”

“Yes?”

“I’m getting married in a week.”