It was very late, but Jonathan couldn't sleep.
It was very warm tonight and the moon was shining bright, through his room window directly on his bed. Jonathan hadn't drawn the curtains shut and had left the window opened. A light breeze stirred the room. Jonathan was lying on the bed, staring out of the window up at the dark, starry sky. The pain in his cheek was almost gone, but his mother's slap had left red welts on it and his cheek was still burning. Or was it the heat of the night?
It was too warm for Jonathan to keep his pyjama on, so he got undressed and now he was lying naked on his bed. He had never done that before. He never went to sleep naked nor did he walk around in his room like this. The only time he had done that was about four weeks ago – when he was with Alexandra in the cabin.
Alexandra, where are you? Where, for Heaven's sake, are you?...I miss you so much... I wish you were here.. I want to feel you again.. please come back to me...'
Jonathan closed his eyes and fell into light sleep.
Jonathan felt something touch his skin, but he was neither able to move nor open his eyes. It felt warm and soft. It felt like a hand, placed softly on his chest. It felt good. The hand started moving across his chest - he could feel the fingers caressing his nipples, in circles. Jonathan sighed. Suddenly he felt a light breeze, as if something had lifted up his blanket. The hand crossed over his chest and slipped under his blanket. It slipped over his abdomen down to his penis. Jonathan felt the hand enclosing his cock, starting to massage it. Jonathan moaned softly.
´Oh, this was so good!´
He felt his manhood getting hard. Suddenly he felt something warm, wet on his nipple and a second hand on his chest. He could feel something nibbling softly on his nipples; it felt like teeth. Jonathan felt something kissing and licking his nipples. It felt like a mouth, like a tongue. Jonathan still didn't open his eyes and as if he were in a trance, reached out his hand, as if to touch who or what was caressing him like this. He felt soft, long, curly hair - it felt so familiar.
What was happening to him?
Jonathan felt the
second hand pulling away the blanket from his body, and he felt the
mouth and tongue moving over his chest and abdomen, licking and
kissing. His hand clutched lightly at the curly hair, following its
path down. Jonathan moaned. It all felt so good; he felt himself
getting hot. But who or what was pleasing him so much?
Jonathan
lifted up his head and opened his eyes. He could see brown curly
hair, a face, a mouth kissing his abdomen; he could see a tongue
licking its way down, down to his loins.
"Alexandra?", Jonathan whispered, panting softly.
Was it really her?
She gazed up at him, her blue-grey eyes flashing, her mouth still on his abdomen, licking and kissing. She smiled lightly.
Oh yes, it was her!
Then Jonathan could see her mouth slipping down to his cock. Alexandra licked it and then put it with a deep moan into her mouth. Jonathan groaned out loud and his head slipped back on the bed. His hand grabbed fistfuls of her hair. Jonathan felt Alexandra's head moving up and down. She sucked and licked his hardened cock with so much desire. He could hear Alexandra sighing and moaning over and over again.
"Oh Alex, please don't stop. You are doing this so well..", Jonathan panted.
Suddenly Alexandra moved up and started to kiss him wildly. He could feel some of the taste of his own cock in his mouth. Alexandra's hand was still enclosing his manhood, massaging it again. Alexandra had opened her thighs and now knelt down over Jonathan. He could feel her hot wet snatch on his abdomen. He placed his hands on Alexandra's hips, swallowing heavily.
"How did you get here?", Jonathan started, but Alexandra placed a finger on his lips, bowed down over him and kissed him again, wild and passionate.
Jonathan straightened up as much as he could and caressed her back with his hands. It was obvious that she didn't want to talk now.
"What are you going to do? What do you want me to do?", Jonathan whispered, panting and Alexandra pushed him lightly back on the bed, gazing into his eyes.
Their lips brushed and Jonathan could feel her hot breath.
"I'll ride you..", she whispered and smiled. "I'll put a saddle on you and ride you hard, my stallion."
Even before Jonathan could say anything, Alexandra mounted him. His cock entered her deeply with a hard thrust and both groaned aloud in their lust.
Jonathan placed his hands on Alexandra's hips again, watching her thrusting his cock deep into her. With every thrust she groaned aloud and her body pranced. Jonathan could see Alexandra's hardened nipples, waiting desirously to be kissed and licked. His hands moved up and covered her breasts, his fingers caressing her nipples. Jonathan wanted to straighten up to please them with his kisses and his tongue, but Alexandra was thrusting his cock so deep and so wildly into her, that he couldn't move at all. He placed his hands on her hips again, just observing and enjoying, how Alexandra rode him.
"Oh, I love your cock, my young, wild stallion!", Alexandra panted with desire.
Jonathan closed his eyes and his deep voice moaned.
"Alex, you're a bad girl .. you're .. a really .. really bad girl..."
"Do you want me to fuck you, my stallion? Say it, tell me you want it. Tell me and I'll fuck you, I'll fuck you hard."
"Yesssss..", Jonathan panted and moaned. "yes, fuck me, Alex – please fuck me!"
Both groaned aloud and Alexandra's thrusts got harder and stronger, so strong, that they started to hurt Jonathan. He opened his eyes.
"Alex, what are you doing?", he panted, gazing at her, but she wasn't listening at all and was getting wilder and wilder.
She closed her eyes and leaned back. Jonathan's hands now clutched at her hips.
"Alex, what...?"
She opened her eyes looking at Jonathan.
"Do you want me to fuck you?", she shouted, but it wasn't her voice Jonathan could hear.
The voice sounded twisted, dark, scratchy – frightening.
Suddenly Alexandra began to disappear in front of Jonathan's eyes, she literally seemed to vanish into thin air!
"Oh my God! Alexandra!", Jonathan screamed and tried to hold on to her, but instead of her warm soft flesh he gripped the air.
He couldn't understand what has just happened and he was seized with panic.
Jonathan opened his eyes.
He lifted up his head, looking around bewildered. He was alone in his room, his blanket next to him, his body soaked with sweat. He panted. Alexandra wasn't nowhere around.
+"Do you want me to fuck you?"+
The voice, this horrible voice, he could hear it again!
"Who are you?" Jonathan shouted, looking down at himself. He could see his right hand around his penis, moving up and down very fast. He tried to stop and to pull his hand away, but he couldn't. It was as if his hand had a life of its own.
+"Do you want me to fuck you? I'll fuck you hard, my stallion!"+
Again this terrible voice!
Jonathan's eyes filled up with tears. That voice, that terrible voice! And his hand around his cock, which wouldn't stop masturbating.
"Please! Stop it! Stop it!", Jonathan whimpered.
Then
Jonathan groaned loudly and he came, wild and intense. He came over
his legs and his bed. Jonathan panted. His hand released his penis
and Jonathan felt some measure of control over himself again. When
his body relaxed and he caught breath again, he turned on to his side
and curled up like a baby. His body was trembling and his hands
clutched his pillow.
He couldn't even begin to understand what
had just happened.
Where was Alexandra?
She had been here, just seconds ago, he could feel her, he could taste her kisses, he could feel her thrusts. But what had just happened! Had he only imagined all of this? Had it not been Alexandra, who had fucked him? Had he just masturbated the whole time? Jonathan felt tears running down his face.
+"My stallion, did you really believe it was she who was fucking you?"+
That voice again! Jonathan covered his ears with his hands.
"Shut up! Shut up!", he yelled.
+"Did you really believe she came back to you, stupid boy? Just look at yourself! Do you really believe she wants to be with such a cry-baby, a slacker like you?"+
"She loves me, I know she loves me!", Jonathan sobbed.
+"You stupid, little dreamer! This bitch has simply taken from you what she wanted! She just wanted your cock, nothing more!"+
"No, that's not true! That's not Alexandra! I know she loves me and I know she will come back to me!"
+"She is dead, you little fucker! And if she's not, you should kill her. Her and all the others!"+
"Shut up! Leave me alone!", Jonathan yelled.
+"You little freak! You little useless freak!"+
"Who are you!"
+"You know exactly who I am!"+
Jonathan
could hear the flapping of wings, he could hear a horrible noise, a
scream... a screeching noise ... made by birds...like it was
ravens...no, not ravens...
.. it was crows, yes .. crows!
Jonathan buried his face into the pillow and cried bitterly.