The Immortal, Volume 1
Copyright© 2021 by INtrinSicliValud
Chapter 29
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 29 - Having outlived yet another wife, Jim is a lonely widower. When new neighbors arrive, he shunts aside his solitude to rejoin the world he protects, and has protected for several thousand years. He rediscovers old talents and skills, using them to bring pleasure to himself and others along the way. (2nd edition with updated prose uploaded 03242026.)
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/Ma Mult Consensual Reluctant Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual CrossDressing Fiction Paranormal BDSM MaleDom Gang Bang Group Sex Harem Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Exhibitionism Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Water Sports Public Sex
Jesus, sir! Lucy is so fucking horny she can barely stand. What the hell?
While rereading Gary’s text, I chuckled. Since the phone’s chirp was early, my alarm wouldn’t clang for a while. After a long stretch, I rolled over to rest on a thick pillow and grinned.
More messages followed. Not only had he begun editing the playroom video, but he’d also made the “NLS” channel to host Mandy’s content. Right as I twisted crackling shoulders, his next message arrived.
Paid downloads?
With fingers raking my hair, I glanced toward the neighboring home. A quiet sigh left me, and I typed a reply on the device.
Dunno. I’ll ask the talent. How long until the editing’s finished?
Give me a couple of days, Jim. To edit and fuck my wife. Good God, sir, your woman is fucking amazing. I’m serious. We need to get Lucy back on her, fast. She can’t stop thinking about Mandy.
Well, have I got a treat for her. Vegas? Next week?
What? Hold on.
Even as I laughed into the pillow, the rest of his response arrived.
Lucy just threatened me with divorce if I said no. So, guess we’ll be there.
Okay, I’ll send details. Get to work.
Yes, sir. Oh, and Jim, she’s a keeper.
Yeah, I know. Out.
That morning called for an extra-long run. Afterwards, my aching frame plowed through the icy pool and worked out under a light rain.
Although Charles had departed at his usual time, his wife was nowhere to be seen. Even after a lengthy hot shower, I checked again for her, but the curtains stayed shut and dark.
With a shrug, I went downstairs for breakfast and to review the reports that’d arrived overnight. They revealed nothing. Well, a few fragments, but that key piece remained missing. At a gust of wind rattling the rear doors, my glance drifted beyond the rain-darkened patio to scan the swaying trees.
Would Kali come through? Or had the Baron discovered her? What could she provide anyway? Like me, he wasn’t one to confide in anyone. No sooner had I reclined, sipping coffee and pondering the futility of it all than my phone sounded.
A text from Mandy made me chuckle.
God, your naughty little slut just woke up, master. Everything is sore, you animal.
My fingers typed as I glanced toward her home.
Lazy.
No, horny. Had to sneak into the bathroom three times to finger myself last night.
Should’ve walked over for a nightcap.
Right as I added a smiley emoji, the rain picked up, spattering against the windows. In the distance, thunder rumbled.
You know, Jim. One night I might just do that.
Slut.
Yes!
Still horny?
Oh, God, you’ve no idea. Yesterday was WOW. I’m so much horny.
Come for me.
Took a while for her response to arrive, but it arrived as an audio file.
“Aah, oh. Oh, fuck. Mmm. Oh, yes, I’m so fucking wet. I’m gonna. Oh, master. For you, I’m ... I’m...”
A series of hitching screams poured from the phone.
What could I say? With a smile, I typed a reply.
Nice.
Have you sent the video to Gary yet?
Yes. He enjoyed it a lot. Lucy wants to ride your hot little body until you can’t move anymore.
There was another lengthy silence before a second audio file arrived.
“Fuck! Oh, she didn’t. I miss her, mmm, so much. What she whispered...” Her breathing stuttered. “She tell you that? Mmm, what she told me. How she wanted to eat my pretty white pussy. Play with my cute little titties. Oh, fuck, Jim. I’m gonna. Oh, again. Umm, hmm. Ah, ah, oh, mmm, here it comes. Oh, fu—”
The speaker crackled as another scream tore from her. Gods help me, did I ever laugh. She was something else.
Guess you miss her too, huh?
While grinning, I added three smiley emojis.
Yes!
Well, they’re editing. Gary said it should take a few days. We could review it together? Or you can look at it yourself and tell him whether you want it posted. He’s made a separate channel for your stuff.
Wow!
Yeah, he’s convinced you’re a star. I am too.
She sent an embarrassed face emoji. My fingers typed a reply.
Also, have you thought about offering paid downloads?
???
Gary believes you could make a lot more from them.
And you?
Yes, I agree with him. It’s free money. You’ve already got the video online. Why give it away for nothing when you could charge a couple of bucks?
Okay. I trust you.
I’ll tell him. Oh, and I set up that account for you. Transferred all your funds through a buddy of mine. No questions asked. It’s linked to the NLS channel as well, since viewers also send tips.
Tips?
If you’re good enough, and you are, guys and a fair number of girls will give you extra money.
Oh, God. What have I gotten into?
Business.
When no reply arrived, I shrugged and returned to the latest incident notes from a South American team. Except my focus drifted, and somehow my feet ended up meandering into the kitchen for more coffee. When my phone chirped, I dashed back to grin at another text from my sexy neighbor.
Thank you, Jim.
Who are you?
I am Jim’s nasty, naughty, cum-slurping, cock-sucking, hard-fucking little slut.
Yes, you are, and I love you.
Love you too, Jim.
Get some rest, beautiful lady. It’s perfect nap-all-day weather and looks to be that way for a few days.
Good. I can’t take anymore of you right now. Animal.
Chest thumping, I replied with a smiley, and wore one until my dumb ass settled behind the desk. What was the Baron up to? Was Mandy napping in the nude? Hundreds of lives were at stake, and I was wondering if it’d be possible to sneak into her house. Well, that wasn’t beyond me, but would that be ... appropriate? Another glance at the sheets of rain and my head shook, clearing away delicious fantasies. No, she needed her rest. Besides, Vegas awaited.
With her silent for the remainder of the day, my focus drilled into work issues. Dinner alone ... sucked.
The next morning, the distinct displeasure of running, swimming and suffering through a light workout in a cold, heavy downpour was all mine to suffer. Again, no sign of my sexy audience. Plus, after my shower, her bathroom curtains stayed shut and dark.
Later, as a spoonful of cereal was heading for my mouth, the phone chirped. A text from the little minx.
You’re crazy.
????
Naked man lifting weights in the pouring rain. Weren’t you cold?
Nope. I was imagining you riding my hard cock.
A few minutes passed, and I was rinsing my bowl when her reply appeared.
Damn it, Jim. Charles is home, sick, but I had to come so badly.
Did you?
Yes, thank you very much.
But still horny, aren’t you? Bet you’re imagining me deep inside you. Can you feel my thumping heartbeat?
After waiting for a response that never arrived, I chuckled and filled a mug. Once back in the office, another chirp sent my pulse skyward. Nope, not from her, but from Gary.
Ka-ching!
He’d attached a video file. To be done that fast, Lucy must’ve really been riding him hard. After a chuckle, I thanked him and told him Mandy would review it soon. As if by magic, right after that reply, she texted.
God, master! I cried out so loudly Charles thought I’d sneezed. He’s worried I’m catching his cold.
Okay, that got me laughing. As I sipped, my fingers tapped.
Gary sent the file.
Have you watched it?
Nope. Want your sexy body impaled in my lap before I hit the play button.
Again, there was a delay before she replied.
Jeez, he was asleep, master. Had to tell him I’d banged my knee.
Horny little thing, aren’t you?
YES. I blame you. Lol.
You should be more careful. There are lots of sharp objects around, like enormous knives.
With a grin, I reclined, expecting a quick response. When it didn’t appear, I shrugged and opened another report. After only a few sentences got read, my phone chirped.
A photograph.
In the dim garage, Mandy was leaning back against their car. With legs spread, a hand was prominent in taut pink shorts. She must’ve propped the phone on something and used the timer because her mouth was wrapped around the other fist. Those hungry eyes blazed.
Oh, I tried to chuckle, but the intensity in that gaze made me shiver as my fingers tapped on the screen.
Who are you?
Your very horny and very naughty little slut.
If Charles is better tomorrow, come over and we’ll watch a movie.
Okay.
The next day was cloudless, but cooler, with fall edging into summer’s waning morning heat. Once more, the normal routine: running, swimming, weights. Although her husband, again on schedule, drove off, there was no sign of my audience. With no texts either, a quick breakfast was followed by me back at the desk.
Not more than ten minutes later, a quiet rapping sounded on the rear slider. With a big grin, I stood and, while stretching, left the office to spot...
Pure sexiness. Naked except for the glossy collar, her curves squeaked against the glass. As she writhed, that impish smile nibbled at my soul.
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