Jake’s Dream Come True
By Billy_Ray77
Chapter eight
As we shed our coats, we found Samantha lying on the sofa watching television. The candles were out but the tree and fireplace still illuminated the room in a soft romantic glow. She had changed her clothes and was now wearing a short sleeveless t-shirt that barely covered her full breasts, and soft cotton pajama bottoms with the top rolled down to mid hip. Her eyes lit up and she quickly shut off the television when she saw me enter and then they widened in surprise when she saw my mother.
“Oh my,” she squeaked, realizing how she was dressed, then composed herself, continuing in a slow measured pace, “this, is going to be interesting.”
“Sam, we have to talk,” I said, swallowing my fear and hoping for the best, “I just hope you won’t hate me.”
My words startled her. “Hate you? Never, Jake, what’s going on?” her eyes flicked to my mother and back to me, “I thought you were coming back… alone.” She quickly addressed my mother, “not that you aren’t welcome, Mrs. Smith, but I thought Jake and I were… well its Christmas and all so we were…”
“I am well aware of what you two had planned.” My mother interrupted softly. “But you have to listen to Jake. He is going to tell you something you may not like. It may make you angry but know that he did it because he loves you. He is doing this now because he loves you. So try not to be too angry.”
“What is she talking about, Jake?”
I sat down on the other end of the sofa, my mother sat in the love seat across from us. I summoned up all the courage I could and with a knot of fear freezing my belly I said, “Sam, the way you feel about me right now... it isn’t real.”
“Jake, I…”
“Let me finish. It all started the day Thad beat me up and I wound up in the hospital. Something about my head injury… changed me. I found I could do things, with my mind.”
“Jake,” Samantha tried saying something again but I stopped her.
“Sam, this is hard enough, just let me finish. Whatever it is you want to say to me now won’t be what you want to say when I’m done, so just let me finish.”
Samantha sighed, rolled her eyes and sat back into the corner of her end of the sofa with a look of impatience.
“One of the things I can do is change the way people think. Make them believe things that aren’t true. That’s what I did to you. I made you think that you wanted to sleep with me. That’s why your feelings about me have changed over the past few months. I have been slowly altering your perception of me so you would, well, do what we were about to do.” As I spoke, I knew what it must sound like to her and my chest tightened, I felt like crying. I fought it but my voice cracked ever so slightly and I knew my eyes were filling with tears.
“I thought it would be okay because my dad did it, but then I found out he didn’t so I…”
“Damn it, Jake, I…” she said, frustrated. But I cut her off again, I had to get it all out at once or I would never do so.
I begged her to stay quiet until I had finished. I told her everything, how I started with her liking my eyes and how, when she found me attractive and still didn’t want sleep with me I began to make her believe I was sexually attractive to her. How it was done gradually so she wouldn’t get suspicious. Somewhere along the way the tears began to spill out of my eyes as I disclosed all the horribly lurid details. I kept talking.
“But don’t worry,” I assured her after the whole nasty business had been revealed. “we’re going to fix it. That’s why mom is here. She can do these things too, and she’s better at it. She’ll make sure you’re put back just the way you were. Please don’t hate me.”
The impatience had grown to anger and she turned on my mother.
“So, you found out what he’s been doing and are making him face the consequences, like when we broke Mr. Johnson’s window and you made us go to him and confess.”
“Actually, no. He felt guilty and asked me to come along to make sure all his influence was removed with no damage to you.”
“Yeah, well you just keep your little mind thingies away from me.”
She turned back to me, her gorgeous green eyes flashing with anger.
“And you, you idiot…”
“Sam, I am so sorry.” I was almost sobbing by now. I loved her so much and to see her this angry was like a knife in my heart. “We’ll fix it, just like...”
“Shut up!” she commanded, “What the fuck makes you think I want to be fixed?”
“I promise!” I sobbed, “It’ll be like it never happened… what did you say?” It’s amazing how quickly confusion can dry up tears.
“I said that I want to stay this way.”
“But...”
“What the hell do you think I’ve been trying to tell you? If I didn’t want to be like this I wouldn’t have just sat by quietly and let you do it.”
“Huh? You didn’t let me. It was like subliminals or something… you shouldn’t have known anything… let me? Shit, mom, what happened?”
My mother was smiling now. “I’d say you fucked up. So I’m leaving and will let you two work this out.”
“You can’t go! What if I can’t do this?”
“You don’t need me any more, and whatever it is that you have to do... well, you won’t want your mother watching.” She moved to the foyer and donned her coat, looking back, “Good night, Samantha, it was very nice to see you again.”
My mind was spinning and I was terrified. I watched my mother leave, I was too afraid to look at Samantha. She sat silent but didn’t get up so I spoke, still unable to look at her.
“What did you mean when you said that you let me do it?”
“I heard you, Jake. That night in your yard.” Her voice had lost the anger and I found the courage to look at her and saw her eyes had softened as well. “It was weird, but I heard your plan to change me, to make me find you attractive. Only I didn’t exactly hear it, I sort of thought it, but I’ve known you for so long, it just sounded like you, and the way you were looking at me, I just knew it. I didn’t know what the hell was happening, but I knew you were doing it. Then I got the idea that I should think you had nice eyes. I haven’t known what you’ve done since that, but I was looking for changes so I’ve noticed how my appraisal of you evolved as the weeks and months went by.”
“But... but why didn’t you say anything?”
“Because I wanted it. More than anything, I wanted it.”
“What? Why?”
“What do you mean why? I love you, Jake. When we were little I used to daydream about you and me being married and having kids. If it weren’t for you I never would have gotten through losing my dad. We got older and you became the the most wonderful person I knew. You’re smart, considerate, generous and you have never let fear dictate your actions. What’s not to admire?”
I was still confused but my heart was soaring. She loved me even before I meddled. But then…
“So why did I have to do this? Am I so ugly that even though you cared that much and wanted it, you couldn’t bring yourself to have a physical relationship with me?”
“It wasn’t your looks, Jake.” Now it was her turn to look away. She seemed nervous, almost scared. “It… it was never your looks. You’re… a boy.”
“You’re saying I’m not mature enough?”
She let out a frustrated sigh and turned to face me.
“I’m saying that I’m gay, I’m a lesbian. I have never been attracted to any boy or man or whatever. Didn’t you ever find it strange that I never talked about anyone I dated? Didn’t you think it odd that you never saw any guys coming here to pick me up for a date? I mean, I tried to keep it quiet, I didn’t want you to know – I didn’t want anyone to know. But, are you telling me you never suspected?”
“I never wanted to know anything about your social life. It hurt since it didn’t include me.” I was digesting her words and it dawned on me that I had changed her in a fundamental way. She was a lesbian and I made her want sex with a man.
“I’m sorry, Sam. If I had known I wouldn’t have…”
“Fuck! You are undoubtedly the most intelligent dumb ass I have ever met. Didn’t you hear me? I want to make love to you.”
She slid down to my end of the couch and wrapped her arms around me pressing me back against my armrest. Her mouth sought mine and for several moments I was lost in as passionate a soul kiss as any man and woman ever shared.
“Did you like that?” she asked softly, her arms still wrapped around me. “I liked it, and I like that I liked it. Don’t you get it? I love you Jake Smith, I’ve always loved you and it used to break my heart that I never felt anything physical. I thought about just doing it anyway... giving myself to you. But I... that wouldn’t have been fair to you... you deserve a woman who is as enthusiastic about loving you as you are her. I couldn’t have given you that. But now I can, now we can love each other properly. So… don’t you dare change me back.”
Her mouth again met mine and this time I kissed her back with all the passion I could muster. I was in heaven. It wasn’t just that her voluptuous body lie on top of mine, it wasn’t just that her hands were tangled in my hair and running up and down my side as her tongue did its best to wrap around mine, it wasn’t even that I could feel the heat from her sex pressed against my raging hard-on. She loved me! She loved me every bit as much as I loved her. We would be together for the rest of our lives.
As our kiss continued I noticed she was unbuttoning my shirt. We sat back up and she slid it off my arms. Her fingers traced the lines of my chest. She gave a little shiver and she smiled at me. “God, you’re beautiful.” Then she leaned in, licking and sucking my nipple for a few seconds before beginning a gentle trail of kisses that moved slowly up my body until she was sucking at my neck right below my ear. My nerves jangled with delight. My body was alive with sensation.
I tilted my head to kiss her neck and the smooth softness of her skin under my lips and tongue excited me further. She pulled back and stripped off her t-shirt revealing her amazing tits. I had seen most of them before, I told you she was seldom modest around me but this was so different. Instead of me sneaking furtive glances hoping she wouldn’t notice, they were being displayed to me, offered to me. She wanted me to look, she wanted me to touch.
I reached out tentatively, my fingertips barely caressing the round fullness. I gently lay my hand against it, her nipple poking my palm. I gave it the barest of squeezes and Samantha smiled.
“I’ve longed for you to touch me.” She whispered as I slowly began a gentle kneading of her resilient flesh. I leaned in and ran my tongue along the underside of her right breast her breathing became heavy as I circled around slowly narrowing in on the swollen nipple. I sucked it into my mouth circling it with my tongue drawing a gasp from her.
Laying her on the sofa I explored every inch of smooth bronze skin with my fingers and tongue, slowly working my way down until my chin was pressed against the soft fabric of her pajama bottom while I planted a hicky on the inside of her hip. As soon as I broke the suction she pulled me on top of her and we kissed passionately while I ground my hips into her heated cotton covered pussy, her legs wrapped around me, her arms pulling me to her almost desperately.
My cock was rubbing against my smooth boxers. Her heel was planted against my ass making it impossible to ease the pressure and friction of her undulating hips. The feel of her bare tits against my chest and the ardent kiss she was delivering was too much for my virgin libido and I felt that familiar tingle in my balls that meant I wasn’t far from cumming. I tried to stop, to break away, but in her fervor she refused to let me go and I buried my face in the nape of her neck moaning as I once again came in my pants while in Samantha’s wondrous embrace.
I was too embarrassed to face her so I kept my face pressed against the supple skin of her neck.
“Was that what I think it was?”
I lifted my head, “I am so sorry, Sam. I tried to stop.”
Her stunning green eyes glowed with a fiery lust and her mouth curled in a mischievous grin. “I’m not worried, I’m sure you have plenty left… besides, it’s nice to see you’re consistent.”
Pushing me up, she slipped out from under me and in a quick smooth motion she had my soggy pants off and was kneeling between my legs. Her thick red hair tickled my thighs and her gentle fingers held my balls. With her other hand wrapped loosely around my still rigid member, she grinned up at me.
“Why Mr. Smith, is that a stiff cock in my hand or are you just happy to see me?
I laughed but then had to stop when her tongue ran up the length of my cock causing the breath to catch in my chest. She slowly cleaned me of any trace of my earlier ejaculation then engulfed me in her warm soft mouth. If I hadn’t just cum there would have been no stopping it she felt so good. I resisted the urge to pinch myself deciding that, if this was a dream, I never wanted it to end. As it was it didn’t take long before I felt I was getting close again. I took her head in my hands and guided her up to kiss me once again. While we embraced I rolled us over and slid to my knees between her legs.
I peeled off her pajamas and saw her glorious pink flesh for the first time. I had been right all those months ago when I surmised that she must shave, her pussy was totally devoid of hair. I ran my fingertips up her calves to the backs of her knees. I kissed her inner thigh at the knee and slowly worked my way towards her pussy. Just as I reached it I moved over and started again on the other side. This time as I closed in on her pussy she spread her legs wide and her breath was ragged.
“Stop teasing,” she begged, “I need you so bad.”
I spread her lips with my thumbs and paused to admire the wondrous pussy that had I had dreamed about for so long. It was beautiful. The moist pink flesh was glistening in the soft light. So small, I wondered if my cock would fit into it. I wasn’t sure – but I was going to try. I was so mesmerized by it that I momentarily forgot why I was there.
“Jake, please.”
“Sorry,”
I lay my tongue flat against her spread pussy and slowly licked from bottom to top. My first taste of pussy and I loved it. Of course I had heard locker room tales of how sometimes pussy tasted like fish or was nasty in some other way. I don’t know who those guys had been with but couldn’t have been anything like this. This was fantastic. Not so much the flavor because there wasn’t really any strong discernible taste, but the texture – so soft and so wet. But better than any of that was her reaction. As soon as my tongue touched her there was a sharp intake of breath and a low moan as I licked upward. Keeping my tongue flat, I made little circles up and down her slit and it didn’t take too long before she was shifting and squirming as I tried to keep contact.
“Jake… Oh God, Jake… that’s amazing… yes, right there…”
I spread her lips a little farther, listening carefully to her vocalizations in case I stretched it too far and when she continued her encouragement I drove my tongue as deeply into her as I could.
“Yes… Yes… YES! I’m cumming!” her back arched and her whole body stiffened for several seconds as I kept my mouth on my newly discovered treat. Eventually she relaxed and I moved up to give her a kiss.
This kiss was soft and sensual and when it was over she had her hands on each side of my head.
“Are you sure you’re a virgin?” she asked with a lazy smile peering at me through half closed eyes.
“Amazing what you can learn on the internet isn’t it?”
“Then I’m awfully glad you’re a geek. I’ve been with women who couldn’t make me cum that hard. I do love you, Jake.”
We moved from the sofa to the floor and I found myself propped up on my hands, her fiery hair splayed out around her head. I was gazing into her erotic green eyes, my cock was poised at the entrance of her soaked pussy, brushing against her clit, but I was simply lost in her eyes. I was happier at this moment than I had ever been in my entire life. Not only did the girl I loved more than life, love me, I had been able to give her this sort of pleasure.
“You are such a tease.” She cajoled with a grin, bringing me back to reality. “I’m ready, Jake, please.”
I pushed forward gently and the head of my cock popped into her pussy. I had no idea how good it would feel. I had masturbated countless times, but that, and even her sucking me, could not compare. The heat was remarkable. It was so tight that if she hadn’t been sopping wet it would have been real work to get me into her, but as it was, I was sliding in easily. I kept pushing and the whole length of my cock slid into her. The heat and friction sent thrills shooting up and down my spine and coursing through my body.
“Mmm…” purred Samantha, her eyes still locked on mine. “This is better than any toy I’ve ever used. I can’t believe I have your cock inside me and it feels so damned good. Thank you, Jake. Thank you for making it possible for me to love you this way.”
“I’ve dreamed of this for so long,” I answered, “but this so much better than I ever imagined.”
During our brief exchange I hadn’t moved. I pulled back now, until I almost came out and slowly pressed back in. The sensation was incredible and judging by her reaction she was enjoying it as well. She reached up and gently caressed my chest while I lovingly stroked into her. Somewhere along the line I dropped to my elbows with my right hand under her head. I kept my methodical rhythm but now it was her engorged nipples caressing my chest as my body moved over her, ever so slightly.
I watched her eyes as she came again and fought the urge to cum myself as her pussy pulsed and gripped my cock while the waves of orgasm washed over her. I made it that time but when she started her next one it was too much and her quivering pussy clamped down on me as I pumped my seed deeply into her body in wave after wave of sheer ecstasy. We continued to stare into each other’s eyes as we enjoyed the slow ride down from our bliss. I rolled to my side, pulling her with me in a tight hug, my cock still inside her.
We stayed entangled for a long while. At some point my penis went flaccid enough to slide out, but I hardly noticed. All I cared about was her warm skin against mine, feeling the measured rise and fall of her breathing and the joy of holding her in the way I had only imagined for all these years.
I noticed the clock on the mantel; it was quarter to twelve.
“Sam,” I whispered, “you mom will be home soon. We should get up.”
“No.” she replied petulantly, “she’ll get over it. I don’t want to move, and I don’t want you to move.”
“You know better than that.” I sat up but before I could stand she grabbed my arm and pulled me back to her, kissing me hard.
“Okay,” she said releasing me, “now you can get up.”
I got dressed, as did she and we made our way to her front door. Pausing before I headed out into the cold, we hugged for a long time and then shared one last goodbye kiss.
“I never want to be without you, Samantha. Marry me… marry me and we’ll be together forever.”
“Of course, eventually. That was the idea all along, after all.”
We kissed again and then I opened the door to leave. On the porch I turned for one last look and found her watching me with a loving grin.
“By the way, just in case you don’t realize it, you can’t tell anyone about my power.”
“I know – who would believe me?”
“Seeing you and I together could make them believe anything. And what about the people who do know you’re gay? Won’t they be suspicious when they see you have switched teams?”
She wrapped her arms loosely around my waist and looked deeply into my eyes. I could almost feel the love emanating from her, “Jake, I love you with all my heart and the sex we just had was amazing, but, you didn’t think I was going to give up pussy did you? We’ll just have to make sure my partners don’t mind your cock coming along for the ride.”
She quickly kissed me on the lips and ducked inside, closing the door before I could respond. Didn’t matter. I had forgotten how to talk again.