The Gift
Copyright© 2003 by Spiller
Chapter 7
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 7 - Most of my life I had been your utterly average guy. This took a drastic turn, when my long deceased father 'visited' me during a spiritist seance. Over a few weeks I got more high quality pussy than in all my life.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mind Control Heterosexual Cheating
Days passed in a blur. At times I felt like I was passenger on a bus, which had lost the brakes. Mary and Henny kept me pretty busy, especially after the 'archive' was finished the following Wednesday; on the other hand I worked very hard with dad and his exercises. He really was an excellent teacher and a nice guy. Actually I thought one day: "I wish I had had him for a father."
"I read that, my boy, and thank you for the compliment! You know, that was what I had in mind when I wanted so much to get in contact with you."
A couple of days before the scheduled meeting with Mr. Peterson, Mary and I had had a very lovely session in our bed. We fell asleep, Mary with her head on my shoulder, but later in the night I woke up. For a while I just enjoyed the heavy cloud of happiness and satisfaction, which was hanging in the room; Mary's steady breathing, and my own sense of contentment, which was so new to me.
I could feel that I was not going to fall asleep right away, so for exercise I gathered my wits and sent out a message to dad. It was a great surprise that a minute later he was there.
"Congratulations, son," he 'said'. "I received that message, and I was not at all thinking of you. You really have advanced a lot faster than I thought possible."
"Thank you. I have worked hard on it, though, that may be the reason."
"Yes, I have followed you now and then, but your hard work has paid off, plus you must have abilities far beyond average. By the way: Why did you summon me?"
"Not for any special reason, dad. I was just feeling happy, and I thought you ought to know. So I tried. Hope I didn't disturb you in anything important."
"No, no. Never fear that. I'm ready any time. But I have to admit one thing, though."
"What's that?"
"I wish you wouldn't call me when you're naked with that lovely, horny woman you've got there."
"Oh, why?"
"She's sending out such strong emotions through you, that this dirty old man gets quite improper feelings of his own. It might make you jealous, if you are so inclined. There, now you know it."
"Ha, ha. Stirring earthly longings in you? Well, I'm not the jealous type, at least not any more. I guess my growing confidence is responsible for that. But if she distracts you too much I can go down into the living room. I want to talk a little more, now that you're here."
"That would be a good idea."
I managed to get out of bed without waking up Mary, and from the big armchair I told him: "I think I shall need some advice, if you'd say I'm getting closer to control on the distance."
"You are. I'd even say you could do it now. At least you could try."
"How would I go about it?"
"If it's about women, you try to do exactly what you have done up till now, only you don't need physical contact any more. The rules and technique are the same."
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