Stormy Dark Night
Copyright © 2022, 2023 by OmegaPet-58
Chapter 13: The New Normal
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 13: The New Normal - Actually, you DO want to get caught dead at Lawson's Hotel. Updated Oct. 2023.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Restart Science Fiction Time Travel Group Sex Anal Sex Double Penetration Oral Sex Voyeurism
In the days following the Lawson’s departure, hotel routines changed little. As Beth and Horace had been exclusive with each other, the only modification was Céline paid more attention to Jonah.
Unspoken was the realization that their afterlife time in the hotel was limited, and that Jonah’s limit was approaching first.
After a few days of contemplation, Céline approached Andrew.
“You know I love you, dear Andrew. But something is bothering me. Jonah is going to be leaving us soon, and I want to give him a gift before he goes. Besides my cooking, tee-hee!”
Andrew was confused. “A gift?”
“Yes, I want to give him my anus. Unless YOU are willing to volunteer for him?”
“Hey, you know, I like Jonah, but not that way. Hmm. Well, your ass is spectacular, it’s true. A great gift! This is a surprise, let me think about it.”
It was after breakfast the next day. “Céline, here’s what I have decided. First, it’s your sweet ass, not mine. Use it any way you like. If there was no Ella, I would imagine you had been fucking Jean already, despite him being your brother.”
Céline reacted with, “Ew, not happening. No way, no how.”
“Second, some day after Jonah, I’d like a crack at your crack, please.”
“You’re the best, Andrew! I won’t disappoint you.” Céline left him with a face-full of kisses.
After lunch had been served and cleared, Céline flirtatiously took Jonah by the arm and said, “Join me for some soaking?”
In the hot pool, Jonah took his usual seat, semi-reclined with his eyes shut. But this time, Céline sat in his lap. Surprised, he opened his eyes. “What? Don’t you want Andrew, not me?”
Céline grabbed his hands and held them on her tits. “Andrew is my Mr. Right, correct, but you’re Mr. Right Now. Don’t worry, he’s fine. And now my anus wants you buried within.” Grinding, she felt him erecting against her.
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