Rhino on the Path
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2024 by Mat Twassel
Fiction Sex Story: Dawn ignores the rhinoceros in the room. Illustrated.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Anal Sex Masturbation Oral Sex Illustrated .
I woke up before dawn and my girlfriend Dawn was still sleeping. I shouldn’t call her my girlfriend. We’d known each other two weeks and this was the first time she’d slept over. She looked so peaceful. I watched her for a good long time.
I must have dozed off. When I woke up again, Dawn was lying on her back, her hand beneath the covers, her wrist moving. I pretended to still be asleep.
Her masturbation continued for some minutes, and then her body jerked. Two or three more spasms and her body calmed. She sat up. She looked at me. “Were you...” she said.
“Good morning,” I said.
“Got to pee,” she said, and she hustled out of bed.
I thought about joining her in the bathroom, but I stayed in bed. When she came back I asked if she’d slept well. She nodded.
“Good,” I said. “You’re so beautiful when you’re asleep.”
She smiled. “But not when I’m awake?”
“You’re even more beautiful when you’re awake.”
She smiled, but it didn’t feel right. “Is something wrong?” I asked.
“Not really,” she said. She shrugged. “I think I’ll get going,” she said, stepping into her panties.
I didn’t know what to say.
A few hours later I called but no answer. Her voicemail wasn’t set up. That afternoon I sent her an email. “I hope you’re okay,” I wrote. “I really enjoyed being with you last night.” I told her about a dream I’d had. I was out for a run, which is what I usually do in the mornings, and I was going down the trail that’s on the far side of campus when there was a rhinoceros on the path ahead of me. I turned around, but the rhino was blocking the path behind me, too.
A couple of hours later I got an email from Dawn. “Why are you telling me this?” she asked.
“I don’t know,” I replied. “I guess I just felt like sharing. Pretty stupid, huh?”
No answer to that.
A week later she was sleeping with Jeff. I could hear them in the next room. The sounds of them having sex. Sometimes I’d hear her giggle. Later I was going into the kitchen when she was coming out. Her panties were slipping down her hips, her top was almost off. She adjusted her top, but instead of pulling it up she pulled it down. Her nipple pointed at me accusingly. My eyes dropped. A streak of dried semen graced her thigh.
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