Chapter 20:Jealousy

Jaime and Keira and Emerson and Trayce

«ARE YOU THERE, lover?» Jaime whispered to Keira when he got to bed that night. The two had become accustomed to simply whispering the other’s name to connect. They didn’t know the actual range, but they were each in the back of the other’s mind throughout their normal day at school and home.

«I’m here. Kisses.»

They were not in physical contact with each other, but the memory of kissing on Keira’s front porch, relived by each of them, brought the sensations to life. They felt closer together with a much stronger connection. Jaime noted the distant connection did not open them to their surroundings as much as being physically in touch.

«I love you so much. I wish we were together, touching and holding each other, » Jaime whispered to her.

«Like we were at my house? Jaime, I don’t know if I could keep the restriction of staying above the waist next time. Or staying clothed. I want you so much.»

«Our satellite wants us to do even more. Let me kiss your breasts again, » he answered.

«Yes. Like that. I want to feel you touching me. I want to feel you in me.»

«Like this?» Jaime asked as he projected the image captured from Emerson in school earlier in the day. «God! Look at the size of that. I’m not nearly as big as that.»

«I’m glad! I’m sure I couldn’t take all of that. In fact, I don’t think she can. I love the feeling of it rubbing up and down through my juices, though. Can you feel it?»

«I’m really sensitive right at the tip now. Mmm. Show me how to rub it against your clit.»

«Yes. Rub me there. I’m so ready for you.»

«I want to feel me pressing inside you.»

«Yes! Just the tip. No. More. Like that. I feel you going inside me.»

«I feel you ... I feel me ... What are you using? It’s stretching me!» Jaime cried out.

«Stretching you? You must be feeling me. I feel so full. Oh, my God! Thrust!»

«What’s ... Keira? That’s not our feeling!»

«Jaime! It’s Emerson! She’s using that thing and thinking about ... us!»

«Oh, gee! She’s tormenting my vagina. Only I don’t have a vagina! Ah! Out! In!»

He has a girlfriend. That’s okay. Dom had a girlfriend. Raquel and I shared him. Or maybe Dom and I shared her. Or they shared me. I wonder if Keira’s bush is full and red like her hair? I don’t care if she’s a wooly mammoth! I’ll eat her while Jaime fucks me. Yes! I’m so close!

«I’m being fucked! By you, but she’s controlling the motion. And I can taste me on her tongue! Or someone. She was lovers with both of them. Oh, yes. Push faster, lover, » Keira gasped.

«I’m ... I can only go at the speed she sets. It’s like she’s controlling my thrusts in her rhythm.»

«Kiss her nipples some more. Mine. Suck on me!»

Emerson touched her breast as she continued to thrust with the dildo. Keira supposed correctly that she couldn’t take it all, but she thought it was the size she remembered. The pussy she’d been licking, though, hadn’t had a red bush. It was shaved bare. Raquel’s pussy. But it was Keira she was imagining.

«I’m not going to last much longer. Oh, Keira, I love you so much!»

«I want to wait for her, but I’m not going to ... Oh, god! She’s coming.»

«Oh God!»

«Oh God!»

Mon Dieu!

«What are you doing? What are you doing? Who is she?»

«Lover?»

«You can’t be with her! You’re mine! Send her away! Send her away!»

It took an effort on Jaime’s part to completely sever the connection with Emerson, who was just getting ready to ramp up again.

«Lover? You’ve joined us!» he thought to their satellite.

«Of course I’m here! It’s my story. I won’t let you hijack it with another woman! Send her away!»

«She’s gone, honey. She was only a fantasy. She wasn’t with us.»

«I could hear her speaking French.»

«Her lovers are French. You came to us. We were afraid you wouldn’t get here!» Jaime said.

«You’re my characters! I don’t even understand how I’m talking to you and hearing you so clearly in my head. I must be mad!»

Jaime and Keira began putting little kisses around their lover’s face, sending her calming thoughts.

«I don’t understand. Ms. Dorn said if you hear voices in your head and they are ignoring you, you must be a writer. If they are talking to you, you have a different problem. I used to hear you, but you didn’t talk to me. Now I’m hearing you talking to me. I must be crazy!»

«What’s your name, precious?» Keira asked gently.

«Trayce, » she moaned as she began returning Keira’s and Jaime’s kisses.

«We don’t want to scare you, honey. You’re not crazy. You are one of the few people who can hear other people’s thoughts, like us. You’re only the second one we’ve ever met. And we’ve fallen hopelessly in love with you.»

«I don’t know what to think or what to do?» Trayce cried. «I thought you were characters I invented for my story. I have a lot of characters that are real enough that I can hear them talk.»

«You can write stories about us if you want, » Jaime said. «But we’re real people and you’ve been with us ever since our first kiss.»

«I love kissing you. I mean, imagining I’m kissing you, » Trayce said. «How can I be in love with voices in my head? It doesn’t make sense.»

«We got wrapped up with a fantasy of a school classmate, but we were really expecting to be with you tonight, » Keira said. «Isn’t it cool how we can all be in different places and still hold each other and make out.»

«Wait! You aren’t even together?»

«No. We’re each at home. Are you at home, Trayce?» Jaime asked.

«Yes. I heard your voices this afternoon say, ‘bedtime.’ I was a little late to the party, I guess. You’d already started.»

«We were inviting you to join us. We just get a little carried away when we’re together in our heads. There’s a lot to be considered about becoming physical in our affection. It always seems to multiply the effect of being in each other and feeling what the other feels and hearing what they’re thinking. So we’re trying to go slow as we adjust to the whole shared experience thing, » Keira said.

«And I just say, ‘Hey, let’s go!’ I’m sorry. Going slow is a good idea, but are we going to make love tonight? I mean in our heads? Really?»

«If you’d like.»

«Like? It’s only in my head, so why not? I might be dreaming. Kisses?»

«As many as you want, » Jaime said.

He connected deeply to Keira to share the experience of kissing each other with Trayce. She responded and welcomed the sensations.

«Mmm. So good. Your kisses just make me float!»

«That’s a good way to describe it. When we’re actually together, you wouldn’t believe how deeply we share things and how much we can read what’s around us.»

«Touches?» Trayce asked.

«Wherever you’d like, » Jaime whispered, reaching out in his mind to touch her breasts. Of course, the only frame of reference he had was touching Keira’s breasts and the feeling was transferred to Trayce from Keira. They were getting closer to all being in each other.

«You were ... When you were with her, Keira, you were ... licking.»

«I’ve never actually done it before. It was all her memories and my imagination, » Keira said.

«You have an imagination? Imagine ... Imagine licking me, » Trayce directed. She still thought of them deep down as characters she was writing.

«Gladly, lover, » Keira said.

Jaime focused on kissing and sucking on Keira’s/Trayce’s nipples.

«Oh! Oh, yes. I feel it. You ... Are you going to make love to me, Jaime?»

«Yes. We are both going to make love to you. We want you so much.»

«I want you. Oh, how I want you to be real. You could be my Christmas gifts.»

«When you’re ready.»

«Touch me! Touch me more! Kisses! Kisses! Lick! Suck!»

«Aren’t you glad you have two lovers?» Keira chuckled, imagining licking Trayce’s clit as she flicked her own.

«Nothing could possibly be this good in real life. I’m ... Oh, yes!»

Keira and Jaime were swept up in Trayce’s orgasm and mentally collapsed, leaving themselves completely open.

«I never imagined you were so complex!» Trayce gasped.

«Well, people tend to be more complex than what books would indicate. We’ve only gotten this close when we were all having sex with each other, » Jaime said.

«You’re a mess!»

«Yes. I was just making love to two of the most wonderful girls on earth.»

«That other girl you were with?»

«No. You and Keira. You are the one we’re with.»

«I was so jealous. How can characters have such a grip on me that I felt betrayed?»

«You are going to have to decide, » Keira said. «If we’re imaginary, you can’t blame us if we go away. If we’re real, you need to invite us to meet you.»

«I need counselling. I should see a doctor. How can two characters in a story I haven’t even written be so complex—give me such a powerful orgasm? I know you wouldn’t hurt me. It must be me projecting that on you. I want you so much!

«Talk to Dr. Rose Edmonds.»

«Who’s that?»

«Look her up. You’ll see.»

«I love you. I love you both so much! I don’t want you to go away.»

«We love you, Trayce. We love you to the end of the world.»

Jaime and Keira and Trayce

When David announced that he had a date Friday night and wouldn’t be home for dinner, Jaime and Keira decided to have a TV date.

«Want to have spaghetti tonight?» Jaime asked.

«Sounds yummy. Want to eat me for dessert?»

«What?!»

«It’s just a thought. After our little adventure the other day, I’ve really been wondering what it would be like with the physical element in addition to the ... um ... Emerson’s memories.»

«I’m willing. I don’t know what I’m doing, but I’d love to try. We need to set boundaries, though. If we aren’t going all the way, we need to know what’s acceptable and agree to an ironclad rule that we won’t go further, » Jaime said.

«Yeah. I didn’t mean to bring it up like that, » Keira said. «I mean, it was kind of an aside to myself, but I let it escape to you. Freudian slip, I guess. But if you’re willing, after we eat and choose a movie and kind of get used to being together so we can control ourselves, I think we could do more of, kind of full-body exploration. Just no penetration. Except in my mouth. If you eat me, it’s only fair that I return the pleasure.»

«Keira, you blow me away.»

«Later, I’m just going to blow you.»

The two teens were in an otherwise empty house with David not expected until well after ten. Jaime was betting he wouldn’t get home before midnight, based on a quick read of his thoughts for the evening. He didn’t expect to ‘get lucky,’ but he hoped they’d really spend some time enjoying their company and getting to know each other in a very non-work environment.