Feeling Mystical

Stood in the crowd of friends and colleagues he felt like an outsider. Nathan couldn't help feel the uncomfortable alienation of forced corporate socialising, maybe it was a hangover from the lock down years, the isolation yet always on and accessible. Drinks flowed, conversation roared, and the night haze descended. Soon it was late and the family guys were making for the door. Soon it was just James and Nathan nursing drinks and struggling to find topics that felt relevant. James was pretty high up the management chain at KDGA, one of the many companies that dominate the city. James always seemed confident to Nathan. Comfortable, concise, coordinated, Lots of words that start with c and sound impressive on a CV.

"You've been at KDGA a little while now, right?"

"Yeah, it's been great so far."

"Bullshit, I know what your team is like. It's the equivalent of cannon fodder. It burns out eighty percent of the appointees. The fact you have been there long enough for me to recognise you shows you're made of something strong."

"Thanks, I think. Yeah it's tough. Sink or swim right."

"Unfortunately. But it's so easy to recruit into those roles, I doubt it will change."

James ordered more drinks. Nathan had hoped to strongly hint it was time to check out but it didn't feel right to leave James. Something told him James held secret keys to hidden doors and he should stay right here.

"Did you hear the rumour about Nav?"

"No, what happened?" Nathan leaned in, always good to hear gossip. Nav disappeared a few weeks ago and rumours had been flying.

"There's a video, internal CCTV of Nav balls deep with one of the cleaning staff in the Chiefs office." James giggled as he spoke.

"I mean hats off to him for living the dream."

Nathan couldn't help but laugh along as James pulled out his phone and pulled up a recording. Particularly when the CIO walks in as Nav starts to shout who's ya daddy!

More drinks arrive.

"What about you, do you have a special someone?"

"That's a tricky one at the moment. There's a girl Gwen, I like her a lot. She is great to me. But it's at that point where I got to decide, do I propose or do I find someone else you know."

James lent in.

"That's hard, what does your gut say?"

"It doesn't say anything. I think it's nerves, decision paralysis right. Like with the clients."

"I know what you mean."

James lent back pondering Nathan's dilemma, then through alcohol fog, an idea crystallised.

"I know what you need. Drink up and come with me. I'm going to change your life mate."

Nathan perplexed, "I'm feeling a bit drunk mate, I need to sleep this off before the morning meetings."

"Sebs team, right. I'll message him in the morning and say I delayed you with an assignment. Drink up".

James grinned Cheshire Cat like but also with an authority that Nathan felt he should respect.

James had a taxi ready as they left the bar. Street lights and people zoomed by like the world moved via a sci-fi inspired hyperdrive. Light splitting into colours and streaking. Through the window the world twists before abruptly stopping. Getting out, Nathan stumbles surprised and annoyed to see a strip club in front of him.

"Trust me Nathan, there is a secret here that will change you."

Before Nathan could object, James dragged him to the entrance and then they were inside, but not inside. Instead of heading up stairs to the dancers James turned right and went downstairs. The steps, badly lit with a low red light, Nathan stumbled down landeding in a bouncer bigger than any door frame.

Nathan backed out of the bouncers pecs and looked up at an expressionless stare.

"James mate, where are we?"

"It's a brothel, but don't worry about that."

"What?"

James paid and dragged Nathan through a bead curtain into what looked like an aunt's living room full of half dressed bored women.

The matriarch came forward to greet us.

"Do you have a booking?"

James took centre.

"No, more a sudden need for clarity, if you understand."

James placed a card on the desk. Not a credit card, it looked more like a taro card, symbolistic but held hidden meaning.

"I'll see if Maria is available. Is it for both of you?"

"Not tonight, maybe next time. Just my man here" James grabbed Nathan's shoulders and eased him forward.

"Please take a seat, I will inform you when Maria is available."

Nathan turned to James.

"I'm not sure about this. No offence I don't want to fuck a prostitute."

"Your not going to fuck a prostitute. You're here to find answers to questions."

James leaned in close smiling with a surprise to be sprung. Nathan could see each pore of his face in HD.

"This is a deep personal secret this place. You're the first person I've ever shared this with. What you are about to experience, it will change everything for you."

Nathan sat feeling helpless. Stuck in a capsule with James's indomitable personality, half naked women who barely tolerated men unless they splurged money and a bouncer who looked like he didn't recognise a maximum dose of steroids existed.

"Maria is ready for you. This way please."

James pushed Nathan forward.

"You have to do this by yourself."

The same knowing smile superglued to his face.

Nathan reluctantly stood and was led through the cliche bead curtain to the chambers concealed behind.

He thought to himself of staying there a reasonable amount of time so it looked like he had gone through with it, a bluff rather than being fluffed.

Practicing what he was going to say to the hooker, he is led by the hand into a room and asked to sit. Nathan stood pensively.

Maria entered, Nathan expected a woman in her mid twenties. He expected her to be pretty but too much makeup. Face done up like an influencer or reality tv star with a miss matching neck line where the makeup ended. He expected something between a pornstar and a girl on a night out in gear too tight.

But Maria didn't look like that. She looked motherly, her age hard to place. Little to no make up. Dark hair loose and flowing over her shoulders. Her figure disguised by a loose fitting robe but wide hips made the garment flare.

"Please sit" Maria gestured at the chair. Your James friend I hear."

"Yes, he brought me here by surprise."

"I see, he must value you highly to bring you here."

"I guess, but not sure why."

"Did you describe something to him, a tough decision maybe?"

"I told him about a big thing I'm trying to weigh up."

"And you're stuck, can't see which way."

"Did James tell you that?"

"No, it's why people request to see me. They need help with making a choice or are stuck on something and the future is too hard to understand."

"Are you a mystic or something, I don't really go in for tarot cards or stuff like it."

"Sit on the chair" her voice bored and impatient.

Nathan sat, feeling more perplexed than ever. He no longer felt nervous, just confused. Why was he here? How is this going to help? Seeing a bored hooker isn't going to help make a decision on his girlfriend. Having a wide hipped prostitute suck him off wasn't going to light a fire to all his cares. Why the hell did James drag him here?

"Nathan, I'm going to help give you clarity. To do this I have to touch your bare skin. When you're relaxed I'm going to unbutton your shirt. I'll tease down your trousers until you are almost naked. Then I'm going to sit on your lap and push my skin against yours. When my lips touch you it will feel intense at first but soon you will be at ease. You will then find the answers you're looking for."

James immediately thought this is bullshit!

Maria, lent in. A passive face, not enticing or alluring. There is no bright red lipstick creating a plump blowjob fantasy. No contoured eye makeup to pull your attention and fixate on the possibilities. She was just calm, almost nonchalant. Her fingers quickly and expertly undo his shirt and before he could protest Maria was easing his boxers and jeans down. The cold air made his cock stir and scrotum constrict. Warm remnants of her touch exist on his skin.

Maria dropped her robe. Wide soft curvy hips and breasts fall free. Nathan couldn't help but eye her breasts. They weren't porn star rock solid tits, just normal slightly sagging breasts. He spotted her nipples were flat, not erect or poking out in the cool air. Another indicator how passe this felt. His girlfriends nipples when naked or about to get physical were always hard, always sensitive. The ambience felt clinical, like being at the dentist or doctors. Maria lifted her leg and straddled his hips before easing her warm skin against his. Her hips splayed, folds of her warm but dry labia rub against his now fully erect cock. Breasts squashed and spilled out between their bodies.

"You may feel a strange level of excitement and arousal. This is normal." Her voice has the care and concern of an elevator service announcement advising to mind the step.

Maria's lips press onto Nathan's mouth. At first her lips felt warm and dry. He didn't taste the clay of lipstick like so many women. No balm saturating his mouth. Nathan tasted her saliva as her mouth pushed harder against his. The pressure and force of her body against his. For the first moment in this entire scenario Nathan felt an erotic thrill. His body reacted like any male when a female presses against their erogenous zones. Nathan pushed back against her, his tongue touched hers, and something started to feel different. He couldn't place it or describe it. But she no longer tasted like a woman. She tasted like air when lightning strikes grass. Her thighs tightened on his waist making him groan uncomfortably. Her arms pulled against the back of the chair forcing her body into his, compressing their chests. The heat coming from her body felt like standing too close to a bonfire. Sweat poured and Nathan panted into her mouth.

Then in a quick and practiced move, Maria lifted her weight and rotated her waist. Dropping her wide hips onto Nathan's rock solid cock. Nathan felt her body envelop his cock and squeeze tight. Like his ribs his cock felt crushed. Nathan had a vision of Maria doing kegels to make sure she could crush any cock that entered her. Tight pussy walls clamping down holding her flesh tight against his. Nathan felt an oppressive crush, smothering, trapped even. Her hips worked his cock fast and hard. Heat and wetness urging his orgasm, wanting it to flood forward.

Nathan groaned loudly into her air locked mouth. But it's not right, his cum feels full of static charge, a turbocharged orgasm. His body is a pinball machine played by an expert, every target lit up. He cant hold back, cum wants to flow like water over Niagara Falls. Cock tensed and loaded, primed to pump cum deep into wide grinding hips. Nathan panics, he's going to cum hard in a prostitutes unprotected cunt. Flood this woman he doesn't know, doesn't find attractive, with his sticky seed. How many other guys had fucked and cum in her? He needed to book an STD test after this! Then a wave of guilt, cumming inside another. Then embarrassment, he was barely going to last one hundred and twenty seconds!

Nathan tried to resist her pussy, but she's an expert. A professional at making men cum quickly and very efficiently.

Nathan hears Maria whisper "Let go" but her mouth is clamped to his? Her voice somehow clear in his mind telling him to cum. How?

Nathan felt his orgasm erupt behind his eyes and a tsunami release from his groin. Euphoria radiated through his mind, saturating every neurone and axon like an oil slick. At that exquisite moment of orgasmic release, Nathan is not in a brothel basement, he is gone, and only a vacant shell remains.

Maria sensed Nathan reach orgasm, his body and mind at its most open and vulnerable. Her neurons pushed firmly against his, compressed by body position and chair back. Lips to lips, skin to skin, pussy to cock. Her mind reached out and connected to Nathan's nervous system. His orgasm creates an attack surface which she can use to invade. A sea of electrical energy, like an interactive map, flowing to his dick and brain. Maria's consciousness penetrated Nathans, in real time it's a second but for Maria it's hours of exploration into Nathan's mind.

As Maria explores Nathan's mind his body is held at the point of orgasm. Body rigid, cock solid, mind locked at a single instant in time. The only part of Nathan functioning is his autonomous nervous and cardiovascular systems. It had taken too many practice attempts with "punters" before she mastered this non fatal balance. Maria trespassed through thoughts and memories. Strolling in what can only be described as Nathan's soul.

She finds a thoughtful man, but conflicted. He loves his girlfriend but is she right for him? The question that he's struggling to resolve. Maria accesses Nathan's archives and researches his relationship within Gwen.

She finds passionate memories of drunken nights with steamy sweaty sex. Stolen moments of pure passion. The first night they fucked and it ending with their genitals wet and sticky, both of them glowing in new post lust orgasm. She finds travel plans and exploration. But too often she finds Nathan feeling insufficient due to Gwen's rejection of his desires. Nathan tries harder, makes himself physically more appealing, wanting to bridge what he thinks are deficits that hold Gwen back. But he's starting to think should it really be this hard?

Maria too often sees a cold shoulder. Looks of don't touch me. Words I just want to sleep. A steady pattern, strong in Nathan's mind, where his needs are ignored because Gwen doesn't value his physical relationship needs.

She plays life forward, a fractile of memories forming a future and finds a loveless marriage. A broken Nathan, a shell dulled by its monotony. Unhappy with his life, career, and his choices. Maria finds nuggets of positive things, romantic interludes that keep the flicker of intimacy a possibility. But Maria has seen enough and searches through Nathan's thoughts for a better match. She looks around at friends and colleagues. Acquaintances and chance encounters, to find another soul. Flipping through the Filofax of his memories for a better fit, and she spots one. A soul he doesn't recognise as an opportunity. Once again the fractions of Nathan's life are explored and used to compose a possible life. This new soul fills Nathan with passion. Nights of wild fucking and deep intimacy. Joyous romps even when marriage and children drain his energy. This new love has kinky fetishes that Nathan will enjoy exploring. She loves role play, having her pussy eaten and ass fucked. She sees possibilities of strapons and role reversal. He will love all of this and their bond will be unshakeable.

But Nathan doesn't see her as an option. He sees a slightly dull looking woman. Her cheek bones too prominent, her hips too wide, and a little too short. Nathan likes talking to her but doesn't see her flirting as anything serious. He doesn't see that she is disguising her body to limit attention at work. A women who wants to be identified as a professional and not demeaned for being a passionate sexual creature.

Maria creates a desire, a feeling when Nathan wakes that will create a compulsion he will explore. Next time he sees her Nathan will see the curve of her ass hidden but framed by the fabric of her dress. He will see the shape of her modest bosom and feel warm. Mainly he will see the kinky look in her eyes framed with dark eyeliner as she flirts with him.

Maria rewatches his career and friendships. This more confident and reassured Nathan quickly rises. His efforts and willingness to learn stand him well. He will never be a CEO but Nathan is fine with this. He is happy, loving and content especially when buried deep in her pussy.

Satisfied Maria steps out of Nathan's mind and lets his conscious reemerge.

Nathan grunts and groans. His orgasm irresistible explodes from his groin. Cock spasming and cum pumping it fountains above his lap. Nathan can't feel the whore. Opening his eyes, Maria is stood across the room and rearranging her saggy breasts inside her robe. Panting and aching Nathan rolls his body forward, he feels empty and exhausted. Maria's hand fills his vision waving a tissue. Nathan dabs the cum oozing down his thighs and pooling in the nest of pubes.

Nathan's mind is a whirl, he feels different. Clarity, a lighthouse visible in the fog guiding him.

"How are you feeling?"

Nathan isn't ready to process words, the sound echoes unintelligible around him.

"Nathan, I'm taking you to James so you can rest."

Standing, Nathan starts to hear and see in Technicolor. His heart feels lighter, each myocardial pump feels energised.

"It's ok." Nathan looks at Maria. He can't quite describe what he feels.

"Thank you."

Maria smiles politely and guides him from the chamber.

The next few days are a blur. At first Nathan shrugged off the experience. When he met Gwen later that day, he felt differently towards her. He recognised even though they got on and maybe he loved her, it wasn't enough to commit a life to.

A few months later, they had separated. Nathan had been promoted. His confidence and comfortable leadership rewarded. He was a little unsure if James had helped out behind the scenes but either way his career was starting to take off.

Nathan found he was spending more time chatting with Kate. He found himself noticing her flirtatious eyes. The mischievous glint in her iris framed by black eyeliner. He noticed the curves of her ass and hips and liked what he saw. He enjoyed her quick wit and subtle innuendo. Found himself watching her walk away and obsessing on the sway of her wide hips.

Their first date didn't take long to arrive. Cliche meal and wine. It didn't end early. Nathan got the first clue it was going to be a fun night when Kate reached down and stroked his cock under the table. His knees smacked into the table and nearly knocked their drinks over.

On the walk through a park afterwards their lips and tongues explored each other's mouths. Her hands encouraged his cock through his trousers. His hands groped her ass, finding he loved the feel of her big hips and swollen peach.

Back at Kate's, she isn't shy or restrained, grabbing his cock as they get through the door. Pulling his trousers down and freeing what she'd been wanting. Dropping to her knees she attacked with her lips and mouth, sucking his cock and gripping his balls. He can't help thinking about when was the last time Gwen made him feel desired or worshipped his cock with her mouth. Gwen always avoided blowjobs, never even played with his cock. Often he felt Gwen just expected his cock to be like a dildo, to use when she was interested in sex, the human attached wasn't part of the same flesh. She just expected him to get hard and fuck her to orgasm and that was it. No human connection, no emotion, just a hot hard sex toy.

Kate wanted him, really wanted him! She wanted to pleasure him, take him to a plane of ecstasy and enjoy seeing him writhe until he orgasmed.

She didn't stop sucking and licking when he said he was going to cum. She kept on working her mouth and teasing, swallowing as cum flooded over her tongue and dripped from her lips.

The night didn't end there either. Nathan pushed Kate on to her back and lunged forward with his mouth. His fingers found her pussy. His tongue worshipped at the altar of her clit. Nathan revelled in the space between her curvy thighs, his senses filled with her scent and taste. Those wide hips squeezing against his face. Looking along the landscape of her body, he watched Kate playing with her own tits. Hungry fingers pinching at her own nipples. Her orgasm creamed into his mouth. Nathan felt delirious as he watched her revel in sexual pleasure. Drinking in this delicious sexual woman relishing in pleasure. Nathan knew right there he fucking loved her.

Once his cock recovered they fucked. Lust smashed their hips together with a frenzy. Holding her tight, enjoying her warm supple flesh he used his muscles and weight to grind his cock harder and deeper inside her. Kate filled his ears with encouragement and enthusiasm. She pulled him into her, wanting all of Nathan inside her wanton cunt. She told him what felt good and great. She panted and groaned and begged to be filled with his cum. It didn't last long, it didn't need to. They both collapsed with sticky, sweaty, and noisy orgasms. Nathan's cock empty and twitching. Kate's pussy full and aching.

The two spent more days and nights together, chatting and fucking. Nathan loved Kate's razor sharp wit, tastes in music and desire to explore. Kate adored how Nathan could just turn his hand to anything and his crude sense of humour. They both loved exploring each others body's and playing out each others fantasies.

Within a year they were married. On their wedding day Kate wore crotchless knickers under her wedding dress so they could quickly disappear and Nathan could fuck and fill her during the wedding party. Kate grinned as she felt his seed trace the curve of her thighs during their first dance. Only they knew the wedding had been consummated and the thrill made her clit throb.

Their honeymoon, a trip around Europe exploring vibrant ancient cities. Every morning Nathan fed Kate's hungry pussy and mouth. A breakfast of orgasms and cum. They spent so much time inside each other their scents were intertwined.

Days of fine food, wine, and exploration. Laughing at each other and enjoying different worlds. Back in their hotel, they collapsed into each other. Mouth to mouth. Cock to pussy.

Nathan woke on the fifth day of their honeymoon and stared at his naked wife. He could feel his sticky cock resting on his pelvis. Too hot for covers he glanced down at the cum trail that seeped from his wife's ass. His wife. His beautiful wife. His wife who loved fucking. Who loved to fuck, who loved fucking him. His wife who had hooped and holared at the can can girls in Paris. His wife who did a sexy strip tease to amuse herself and excite him. His wife who wanted her husband to fuck and cum in her ass in a Paris hotel room. Nathan thought back to that night with James. He knew deep down the prostitute had made him leave Gwen and notice Kate. Knew he owed everything he loved to that night. He knew that nothing could ever repay what he had gained.

Kate stirred,

"You awake?"

"Yeah."

Kate spread her thighs and eased her voluptuous ass against Nathan. Her hand reached back stroking his cock hard. When she was happy with how much he had swollen in her hand, she fed his cock into her pussy. Puffy pink lips parting and stretching over his corona.

"I want to cum on my fucking sexy husbands cock"

I love her, i adore her. I grip her sexy curvy ass and start to grind. Kate gasps and moans. Her hand carries on reaching back until her fingers circle his anus. Nathan rolled his eyes. My fucking wife is a kink monster. Damn I love her.