Call of the Wild
Copyright© 2025 by EVHayes720
Chapter 11: (Hana)
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 11: (Hana) - Following a traumatic accident, Kal returns home with a gap in his memories. Strange dreams plague him as uncontrollable urges begin to rise.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Teenagers Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Mystery Paranormal Were animal Sister Cream Pie First Oral Sex
Facing the kitchen doorway so that no one could sneak up behind her, Hana sat at the booth, her phone muted as she watched with wide eyes and bated breath her favorite scene. Other times the videos had been blocked by how they’d been positioned, but this one had been perfect. Almost perfectly replicating what she now knew had been real, the camera captured Kal’s thick cock pumping into Kaylie’s dripping hole, his heavy balls slapping against her supple ass as they mumbled one another’s names lovingly as though the very act of passion somehow had made them forget who they were.
Hana didn’t need the audio as it played in her mind. That wet slapping sound had been real. She could hear it. She could smell them.
Hana’s whimpers rose to whines as the thrusts sped up, that moment where he swelled inside her the part she’d watched over and over again, her mind still unable to accept what she had seen.
Just as Kal buried himself, his knot inflating and locking him into Kaylie, Hana flipped to the next camera view, a close-up of Kaylie’s face as her eyes clenched and she cried out in rapture. Hana’s thighs clenched, her pussy quivering with need.
Quickly turning off the video, Hana sat panting in the booth, trying to calm herself down.
No, this wasn’t what she was supposed to be doing. This always happened. She’d begin watching, hoping to find some clue as to how this had happened, but she’d always get lost in the passion until all she wanted was to see him finish in her again.
“Stop it,” Hana mumbled, grinding her knuckles into her temple. “You don’t need to see it anymore. Just stop.”
“Stop what?” Kaylie asked as she entered the kitchen.
“Oh, nothing,” Hana said quickly, pulling her hands away from her head. “Just, um, have a bit of a headache.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. Want me to grab you some Advil?” Kaylie knelt at the medicine drawer, her skirt fanning out as she pulled it open.
“Yeah, thanks,” Hana mumbled, eyes glued to the floor below her expectantly.
Hana hadn’t watched this morning’s video, but surely they’d done it again. Kaylie was probably pumped full, her panties wet with his cum. In that pose, she’d drip onto the floor.
That smell ... that taste...
Shaking herself violently, Hana rushed to fill her glass with water, her legs trembling with each step.
“Um, did you sleep well?” Hana asked, her hands unsteady as she poured water into her cup. “Been up for a while?”
“I always sleep well,” Kaylie said with a content smile, handing over two pills. “I don’t know what it is, but I feel so good lately. At peace. Like a weight’s been lifted from my shoulders. Maybe I’m just finally accepting that Kal’s back.”
Or that Kal’s dripping down your legs as we speak.
“Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. Um, any plans today?”
“Not really,” Kaylie said, taking a seat at the booth. “Might just go for a walk, clear my head.”
“Or, maybe you could stay in with Kal?” Hana offered suddenly.
Why had she said that? The whole point of getting the video proof was for them to stop all this. More time together was the exact opposite of what they needed.
“Well, I didn’t want to crowd out Melissa. I think it’s best that she get some alone time with him. He’s already gotten farther to getting her to therapy than you or I ever did.”
While that was true, if Kaylie and Kal spent less time together, Hana would also get fewer videos to watch, er, document.
“Right, well, maybe just spend some quality time with him before they go?” Hana said, clenching her thighs together. “You know, it’s important to show him how much we love him.”
“Well, obviously I’m going to snuggle him when he comes down,” Kaylie said with a laugh. “Are you saying I’m not showing him enough affection? Weren’t you the one grumbling about me hogging him all the time? Or ... did you want to take a turn snuggled up in his arms at night?” Kaylie teased.
Hana swallowed a whimper, her pussy twitching at the thought of being in his bed. Of lying under him as he crawled between her legs. Of moaning his name as he pressed...
“No! Um, I, um, oh, look at the time. I need to go do a thing.”
Hana grabbed the keys, but stopped at the doorway, looking back at a confused Kaylie.
“Um, but you should wait for Kal. Um, I made biscuits. You should, um, you should let him know.”
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