Chapter 10: No Buts About It

Saturday, July 22nd, 2006, Quebec City, Quebec, Canada

“Hi, Jake,” Maria said nervously.

I watched avidly from where I was reclined upon the bed as she dropped the silk robe that she was wearing. She stood completely bare before me, except for her necklace that she was fingering self-consciously.

<So I’ve learned something significant today, my friend!>

Oh? What’s that?

<When you give a woman jewelry, they act all contrary to how you’d expect! Maria has never been this nervous about having sex before! Just as Heather doesn’t usually behave so calmly and maturely!>

“Hi, Maria,” I breathed out as I took her beauty in. “You look stunning, my hot little Tamale!”

She did look hot, and I just loved that she had no tan lines. Her large B-cup tits were high and firm, capped by big dark brown nipples that were currently puffy and with arousal. Maria’s waist and hips had alluring curves, and her shaved pussy, with its jet black landing strip pointing the way to her pretty mound, was perfection. Seeing her standing naked before me while she fidgeted nervously made her seem even smaller than her roughly one-hundred pound and five-foot three-inch frame.

“Gracias, mi Gato,” she murmured quietly as she slowly made her way over to stand next to the bed. “I love the necklace so much, Jake. I know that I don’t deserve it, but I am very happy to have it. I-I’ve never received something that has meant so much to me before,” she said soberly as her hands still fiddled with it anxiously. I watched as her eyes widened in surprise when she noticed what I was wearing, “Oh, cool! I love yours too! It looks really sexy on you! Did you just get those? I’ve never seen you wear a bracelet and necklace before,” she exclaimed, looking much relieved to find a distraction away from the processing of her feelings.

“It looks great on you—it belongs around your neck, Maria. It’s as if it was made just for you,” I said as my desire for her kept growing. “Yes, I bought these today,” I said while gesturing at my own neck and wrist. “I’ve always wanted to have jewelry like this before but could never afford it. Come to me, my niña Hermosa. I want you,” I said earnestly as my cock throbbed against my naked belly.

“Prometo que siempre seré bueno contigo y que nunca te volveré a traicionar, Querido,” she whispered as she slowly crawled up onto the bed and over my prone body before lowering herself to cuddle against my chest with a contented sounding sigh.

“Huh?” I inquired as she kissed my chest and hugged her sleek body to mine.

“Nada,” she mumbled as she squeezed me tight.

“Tell me, Chica,” I whispered as I kissed the crown of her head; she smelled like orange blossoms.

She sighed a little, “I was promising myself that I would always be good to you from now on and that I would never betray you again, mi Gato,” she murmured quietly as she kissed my chest again and slid her knee up over my thigh. “I know that you can make me behave how you want me to, but I meant it in my heart ... for me,” she said, almost reverently.

“Maria, I promise that I—”

“Oh! Sorry, but I almost forgot! My Mama said to tell you hello and to thank you again from the bottom of her heart. She just booked a flight to Puerto Rico! Can you imagine! Mama is finally going to be able to go and see her sisters and brothers and all of their kids! She’s even more excited to see her great aunt, who is not going to be around for many more years. ¡Dios la bendiga! Thank you, Jake, for being such a good guy even though I deserve your scorn!”

“You’re welcome, Honey, but really it wasn’t a big deal. I love your Mama, and she deserves some happiness. I have plenty of money, and it will never be hard to get,” I replied with a nonchalant shrug. I didn’t want the praise; it made me feel uncomfortable. “I believe you, Hon, about the promise that you made to yourself,” I whispered as I stroked her silky skin. “I need you; I’m restraining myself from just savagely ravaging you right now. I gotta cum so badly, Baby. I’ve been going nuts since I first gave my Mom her necklace,” I groaned out hornily to her as my cock throbbed against her leg.

“Mmm, I’d be more than happy,” she wiggled her leg against me suggestively, “to take care of this for you,” she said huskily.

I moaned contentedly as she started to kiss her way down my chest and belly, her tongue leaving behind a wet trail as she teased me by taking her time.

“Mmm, I missed this, Jake, I really did. You have such a hot body, mi Gato, all sexy and muscular. I always loved the sex that we had, although I messed it up,” she murmured while wetly kissing my belly between words.

“I loved it too. Sex had always been awesome between us,” I agreed as I ran my fingers through her silky hair.

I groaned out my need as I felt her hand slide up my leg until she was gently cupping my balls and massaging them skillfully.

“God ... I need it ... make me cum, Maria...”

I felt her hot breath upon my cock seconds before she engulfed me, taking me completely to the hilt. I almost came from the sudden waves of pleasure that were sent crashing throughout my body in a rush. I knew that I wasn’t going to last much longer than just a few bobs of her talented mouth, and my balls were already prepping to unload.

She sucked me expertly, and as much as I loved getting head from all of my girls, I had to admit that Maria was the most skilled at it.

“Shit! I’m gonna cum, Baby! That’s it! Just like that! Please ... don’t stop ... Honey! Oh! God! Here it comes, swallow me, Baby! Swallow me!” I moaned as I suddenly shot spurt after spurt, both down her throat and into her mouth, as she kept bobbing on me. She went all the way down to the base and back up again repeatedly, without losing a beat.

Damn, she sucked like a pro!—Fuck, she was a pro ... What a shitty time to remember that! Goddamit! Fucking hell. Maria—the piss and cum guzzling Queen, for fuck sakes!

< Dude, is there anything that I can do to erase or block my own memories? Well, not erase but stick them so far away that they won’t pop up as I’m having sex?>

Just thought about her being pumped full of a bunch of other guys spooge did ya?

Sigh. <Yes! Talk about a mood killer! It kinda grosses me out, Dude! Even if, as you say—that a part of me is intrigued to see it. I certainly don’t wanna see it with someone that I care about! That’s for fucking sure! Maybe a girl like Melissa from the mall or something, but not my Maria ... Fuck, I’m getting upset all over again, and I just told her that I forgave her!>

I was completely soft, and she was still sucking and licking at me, trying to get me hard again. I had been recovering almost instantly after cumming lately; she knew that and was obviously wanting to make love or get fucked or whatever. I needed a moment to think; my thoughts had been completely derailed from being in the happy-go-lucky place that I’d just been in.

I gently lifted her head off my prick and partially sat up, “I gotta go to the washroom, Honey, I’ll be right back.”

“Mmm, okay, mi Gato! You taste so good! I love sucking you, Querido,” she said with a smile as she licked her lips.

“Queerdo? What’s that mean? You just said that before also, didn’t you?” I asked as I stood up.

“Yeah, I did. It means darling, Darling,” she beamed at me from where she had rolled over onto her back.

“Well, as long as you’re not saying that I’m queer tho, then I guess it’s kinda cute,” I joked.

I hustled into the bathroom and was relieved to see that my Mom and Sheila were still out in the living room somewhere. I quickly shut and locked the door; I didn’t want any company at the moment.

Sex does seem to be the only thing that gives her some happiness. that’s the first time that I’ve seen her smile that big.

<Yeah, and it’s killing me inside. Please, Malachar, can you help me? Is there anything you can do? I’m torn up because I’m remembering how I used to feel for her, and I find myself falling for her all over again, but if what she did—when she cheated and made those pornos—is going to haunt me in moments like these then we’re doomed... >

I can help you, so stop worrying, you big emotional baby! So she liked getting slammed by a bunch of dicks and loved being a cum bucket as your peers like to say—big fucking deal. I understand the anger and hurt about being betrayed and lied to. That makes sense. Being grossed out because she enjoys sex? That, my young friend, makes zero sense and is quite hypocritical of you. Do you not enjoy fucking a bunch of different women every night? Do you not feel good when you fill them up with your jizz?

<Yeah, but I’m a guy, that’s different!>

Oh? How so? Women are programmed to like cocks, and to want to get creamed in. Guys are programmed to like pussy and to want to cream inside them. Two sides of the same fucking coin, m’boy. It’s all basic biology. I don’t even need to ask—I already know how much the thought of having multiple women at once turns you on. Why would a woman feel any differently? If you didn’t forgive her, then why lie to her and tell her that you did?

< It’s not just all the dicks and the fact that she got jizzed in! She drank piss from a group of people, dammit! That’s disgusting no matter what you say!>

<Fuck you!>

A little pee never hurt me! Piss in all of their asses and cunts, you dirty little faggot!

<Fuck you!>

Sorry! Tourettes Jake, I swear! Anyways, sulking won’t make the truth any different, m’boy. I’m actually trying to help you here. You need to grow up. In some ways, you are remarkable, but in others, you are still a petulant little boy. When you’ve lived for thousands of years, you come to see what’s important or not. Trust me, but whether your girlfriend has had twenty or twenty thousand cocks filling her up with their man goo, it truly makes little difference at some point.

<Look, I just can’t deal with it all right! It hit me just as she finished me off. I thought about how amazing she was at doing that, and then it flashed through my brain that, yeah, of course, she was—because she’s a fucking porn star!>

<How can it be meaningless? She got gang-banged by twenty-five guys at the same fucking time!>

That doesn’t mean jack shit. The lies and the betrayal, yes, the sex no. Let me ask you this, does it bother you that Abby fucked over thirty different guys before you?

<Over thirty? Damn! I knew that it was probably a lot, but I never asked her how many. I figured that it’d be over fifteen, maybe even twenty, but not that many, but I guess—Uh, shit... >

Yep, I thought so! You didn’t even think about asking her because it didn’t matter to you. Now that I just told you how many she’d been with while trying to find her soulmate—which evidently is you—does that change anything? Are you going to get weirded out with her now when you make love? You certainly can’t get mad at her for the guys that she fucked before she got with you, and obviously, she never betrayed or lied to you at all.

<No. No, I won’t be mad or weirded out; it doesn’t matter to me. Fuck ... I see what you’re doing... >

So why are you holding Maria to a different standard? Does it matter if she fucked twenty-five of them all in one day or spread them out over three years like your sister? I can tell you right now that Abby has had three guys at once. She’s been what the kids are calling airtight, so now what? Are you going to flip your wig? I can also tell you that you aren’t the only one in your family that’s curious about trying some water play. Abby is very curious, and she has a big fantasy about pissing in a guys mouth while getting eaten, so do you think she’s messed up too then?

<Seriusly? She wants to try pee stuff?! And she’s been plugged in all three holes at once?! Damn, she really is a wild one... >

And yet that doesn’t really seem to bother you—now does it.

Sigh. <No, I guess it doesn’t. She never betrayed me, and I suppose that the fact that she didn’t make gang-bang movies or drink some dudes piss in one makes a difference. I guess I’m a hypocrite, Malachar. You win. You’ve proven your point. I’m a douchebag, and I have a double set of standards, and I can’t even fully explain why I do. Happy now? If you’re expecting your illuminating talk to change my mind about how I feel about what she did, it won’t. Now can you please help me? I seriously don’t want to remember what she did when I’m about to have sex with her.>

Yeah. I can help, like I said. I can simply put a block on your ability to recall any of the details regarding her cheating on you. It’s a lot of work that you’re asking me to do, but I suppose that I really don’t have much else to occupy my time with right now though—so I will. I’m not going to erase the memories because I can’t, but I can bury them so that they won’t pop up arbitrarily. Especially while your fucking her. Gimme a day or so, and then you’ll only recall specifics if someone else brings the subject up. If I were you, I’d command everyone to never mention her cheating—period, especially Maria herself. Use Eruxas at the same strength that you used to bind Abby to you when you picked her up from work last week. That should be enough to make it stick for at least five weeks or so at this point...

<Five weeks? Isn’t that much longer than you told me that my commands would last before?>

<Yeah, I know. Trust me, I still feel some guilt about it, but at the same time, I believe what you’ve told me, and this seemed like our only way to have a chance at survival. I determined to myself that because I was taking away their freedom of choice in who their life partner was, that I would make damn sure that I treated them like gold all of the time. I loved them before you manipulated my brain, and now I’m in love. I couldn’t abuse the; it’d kill me. So, back to Maria, I just order them not to ever bring up her cheating? That will help?>

Yes, that way, you’ll have no triggering reference point. And as I was saying before, once your command wears off, you shouldn’t need to reinforce this particular one because they won’t want to upset or hurt you anyway. You treat them too well for that. You’re a good man, Jake. I’m sorry if I’m a bit harsh with you sometimes, but I worry about your survival, and in some ways, you’re focused on shit that really doesn’t matter in the scheme of things. You need to learn to discard shit that you can’t change, like the past and just concentrate on the things that you can affect, like the future and the present.

<Fuck ... yeah, I guess that you’re probably right ... again. That’s an annoying habit you have. I should get back to Maria. I’ve been gone for way too long, and she’s most likely worried that she did something wrong or something.>

I’ll make you so fucking horny right now, through your subconscious, that you’d fuck a dead horse. So having a romp before you all leave for supper won’t be an issue. Maria will get some quality time and a hell of a fuck, and you won’t think about anything other than slamming your cock inside of her until you blast.

<Thanks, Malachar, I appreciate it.>

I opened the bathroom door, surprised to see my Mom, Sheila, and Maria gathered there looking worried. Seeing as how they were all buck naked, my cock started to come back to life; they might look concerned, but they also looked sexy as hell while doing so.

“Jake? Is everything okay, Hunny-Bunny?” Sheila asked me as I ate her up with my eyes.

<Um, Dude, you already pumped my lust way up, didn’t you?>

Yep, so I suggest you grab Maria and scoot into the bedroom as fast as you can, or you might end up having an orgy right here on the floor. Not as if I would complain about that, mind you, the rugs in this place are as soft and lush as some of the beds I’ve slept in.

“Jake, Honey? We were banging and hollerin’ at you, but you wouldn’t answer us. You frightened us, Baby!” my Mom fretted as her eyes were full of both fear and relief.

“Is it me? Did I do something wrong, mi Gato?” Maria asked, almost dejectedly with her hung head down.

“No! You did nothing wrong, Darling! Nothing at all, believe me. I just got into a serious discussion with Malachar, and when that happens, I tune the outside world out. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare anyone,” I said as my brain was rapidly filling up with a hazy red need.

“Are you sure? Are you sure that it wasn’t because I cheated on you and that you just remembered how much that I’d hurt you all over again?” she asked me quietly.

She looked so forlorn that it was breaking my heart. I could tell by her eyes that she already believed that what she’d just asked me was precisely what had happened.

“Listen, please, all three of you, and I’m going to be telling my sisters the same thing later. We’ve all made mistakes in life, we’ve all hurt someone we care about, yet we all deserved a second chance after we did so. Now I’ve forgiven Maria for cheating on me, I’ve told her that, and I meant it. Maria is my girlfriend again, as you all know, and for this to work, the past has to be exactly that, the past.

“I want a fresh start between us, Maria. From this moment onward, I want to truly put what happened between us into the annals of history. That was our old relationship; this is our new one,” I said to her while gently lifting her chin with my fingers. I looked around, my gaze encompassing all three of them again, “Hell, we aren’t even the same two people who dated before, so I never want to hear about how Maria cheated on me again—from any source. Even from you, my hot little Tamale. Treat me right and forget about what was. Let’s all think about what we want the future to be and strive for that instead,” I said sincerely, blasting all three of them separately.

Tingle.

<There, I just blasted them with the same dose I used on Abby as you recommended. I hope this shit is behind me now because all of those words were the truth.>

“Oh, of course, Hunny-Bunny! I think Maria is a sweetheart!” she agreed as she directed a warm smile her way. “You know he’s right, Honey, we’ve all made mistakes. If he’s forgiven you, then trust him and start trying to forgive yourself too. We all know that you wouldn’t do anything to hurt him again, but if you keep depressing yourself over what you did, THAT will hurt him eventually. He cares for you an awful lot, I can see it in his eyes when he looks at you, and he wants you to be happy. Plus, you’re here with us, aren’t you? If he didn’t care enough to let go of the past, I don’t think that you would be,” Sheila said kindly as she reached over and squeezed her hand.

My mother smiled at me, “Okay, not a problem, Jake. I’ve already forgiven her, too, and you’ll never hear a bad word about her from my mouth,” she affirmed. “Maria, sweetie, everything that both my son and Sheila just told you is right on the money. Besides, you’re already like a daughter-in-law to me, just like Sheila is—you’re both my lovers too! I certainly wouldn’t be with someone that I didn’t have great affection for; I’m not built that way,” my Mom told her sincerely as she pulled her into a tight embrace while giving her a chaste yet loving kiss.

I smacked my Mom lightly on her firm ass, “I love you both so much! Now scoot! I hogged the bathroom long enough, and you two have a date with a jacuzzi!” I growled out as my cock began pulsating with my need to screw.

I started to tremble with my desire for them. They looked scrumptious—any one of my girls looked as if they could have just stepped out of a Victoria’s Secret catalog. I was struggling not to attack them where they stood. I grabbed Maria by the hand and hastily pulled her the short distance to the bedroom, I needed to fuck.

I heard my mother and Sheila start to giggle as they watched me pull my willing victim into the massive bedroom right before kicking the door shut behind us. Maria’s jiggling titties looked super appetizing—I hungrily watched them bounce—but not as much as her pretty pussy did with its plump lips and smooth-shaven mound. I was ravenous for her.

“Jake, I’m so glad tha—EEEP!” she squeaked as I picked her up by the waist and spun her around so that she was upside down. I shoved my head between her legs and started to devour her sweet sexy gash. “¡Tu bestia! Sí, tómame! ¡Ahora te pertenezco Querido!”

I loved it when she got excited; she always broke out into Spanish as her passions ruled her. I’m pretty sure that she had just called me a beast, told me to take her, and that she was mine. Either way, I was going to feast upon her sweet little slit for a while. I hadn’t eaten her out in far too long, and I missed it. Sheila was right; Maria tasted damn good.

I think that I was continuously growling; I’m not sure. All I knew was that I could smell her wet excitement, and it pushed whatever cognitive thoughts that I had right out of my head. I don’t know how long I licked her for, but her copious juices flooded my mouth a few times with her orgasms. After the first one, I must have maneuvered us onto the bed, but I don’t recall getting us there; I do remember staring up at her fabulous ass while she sucked me. I gripped her sexy asscheeks and tongued her brown starfish to her moaning delight.

The haze had lifted somewhat for a moment, and I found myself on top of her while looking down into her libidinous grey eyes. I hadn’t seen her this alive since I’d fucked her head up. It actually fed my arousal—how she was acting reminded me precisely of how she used to be whenever we’d had sex. She was a wildcat in bed, and by the way that her claws were already sticking into my back, this time was about to be a whopper.

My bulbous cock head was positioned at her slick opening; her legs were akimbo with her ankles resting upon the back of my knees. She was soaking wet, ready, and eager to be penetrated; we were both already covered in sweat. This moment of clarity was most welcome as I preferred to remember my sexual encounters.

“Do it! Fuck me, Jake! Fuck me hard, mi Gato!” she gasped to me as I slowly slide inside of her. “Oh, I missed this! Just us! When we went to that first hotel after leaving Boston, and I sucked you, I wanted you to fuck me so badly after that! And you did, but only for a little before switching to someone else, and then last night was the same. I understood, but now this is Heaven! I get your full attention! Dios mío, how I need it, Querido!”

“Fuck! You feel so good on me, Maria!” I hissed as I bottomed out inside of her slick wet tunnel.

I fucked her deep as she met me thrust for thrust with her tanned hips. Her arms were entwined around my neck, and her eyes—full of life—stared into mine with joyous rapture as I pounded into her hard. Sweat was dripping off my face and onto hers, but she didn’t care; she just babbled in Spanish and humped up into me like a wild woman.

“¡Chingar yo como a un perro!” she moaned. “Turn me over, mi Gato! ¡Oh Dios, es tan bueno!” she panted as she kept jabbing up into my downstrokes as hard as she could.

I sprang up off her and rolled her over; she was on her knees in a flash—positioned at the edge of the bed with her head down and her ass up. I slipped back inside of her, gripping her by the hips. Damn, she had a sexy ass. I couldn’t wait to fuck it!

I see where you’re staring, m’boy, that sweet tight virgin pucker is calling out to you! Take it now! It’s right there, and she’s ready, willing, and able! Just think about how hot and tight that it’s going to feel when you slip your big dick into her tight little Spanish asshole! You’ll cum like a racehorse! Like your sister’s t-shirt says, just do it!

<In time, my friend, in time.>

“Goddamn, I really did miss this, my hot little Tamale!” I said as I crashed my hand down hard onto her asscheek, slapping her just before I started to slam into her again. She yelped and moaned with pleasure. She’d always liked being spanked some.

“¡Ay Papi! Fuck me, Jake! Fuck me! ¡Más fuerte!” she yelled out as she pulled a pillow to her face trying to muffle her screams. “¡Mierda! ¡Olvidé lo grande que eras! So, big! Don’t stop! I’m going to cum ... so hard ... so big!” she moaned, muffled by the pillow as I pistoned in and out of her quivering pussy.

I spanked her ass twice more on each cheek, just as hard as before, turning her taut cheeks a bright red while she moaned even louder and thrust back at me even more energetically.

“¡Hijo de puta! Fuck me, spank me! I’m going to cum! ¡Ay Papi! ¡Puta madre! Shit, Babeeeeeee!” she babbled as I spanked her some more while thrusting as hard as I could.

I could feel her cervix as I battered up against it repeatedly, and I didn’t think that I would be lasting too much longer. She spasmed suddenly and shook; her belly undulated up and down as she screamed so loud that it could have come from some cheap horror movie. I hoped that no one called security on us; that would be a pain. I didn’t feel like getting dressed or being disturbed. I was amazed at the amount of juice that was splashing out of her with my every thrust. Huh, I realized that I hadn’t even used my power to make her orgasm that hard either. I couldn’t help but grin; that was quite an ego boost. I’d always made her cum, but this was the biggest that I could ever remember seeing her go through.

She felt so good as I took her bent over; I loved the way that her big tits were bouncing like crazy as I watched us fucking in the wall mirror. I could feel my balls starting to get that familiar tingling; I was going to spew my load soon. I’d been going hard for almost twenty minutes, and I was panting raggedly as I closed in upon the threshold of my endurance. Going all out for that long was taxing even though I was in pretty good shape.