Carnal Desires ....

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Carnal desires
He would always come for me during the middle of the night while I lay next to My husband. The shadow would step forward toward me but before I can reach out for my husband. I stop, turn and look to the shadow and slowly I would stand up with my arms out for him to take me away. I would wake the next morning next to my husband with the feeling of being sexually satisfied but I would not remember whom I was with just the shadow figure that came for me. I would be sore in so many places as if I was tied up and abused for my whole body ached and there would be welts and bruises on me..

I dared not tell my husband of this for it would destroy him. I had to find out what was happening to me not to stop him, but to find out how he makes my carnal desires come to pass when even my husband doesn't make me feel this good after. whatever he does to me I have to find out not to stop him but to lean what my carnal desire is so I can show my husband…

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Zoey​


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The coming of night...

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THE COMING OF NIGHT PART ONE​
 
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He was a demon, a ghost, a person from another time. He was also an outlaw and imprisoned in another time, and another place. His crime was rape, of pillage.

He had been found guilty and his sentenced was immortality in another time, another dimension. His cell was a time before his, where technology was insignificant to theirs, and located to a small area of land. A force that he did not understand prevented him from leaving. For years, there had been nothing in the area, then a house was built. And soon he had come to learn the patterns of those who lived there, his superior mind allowed him to read their thoughts.

Over time residents had come and gone, his offspring taken from him, but their intelligence showed as he read the newspapers, and then the internet.

The current occupants moved in several months ago. She was attractive, intelligent, but a day dreamer, a fantasiser. Her husband was devoted to her, but his devotion to his job, the military was even stronger.

And left her wanten.

He read her mind, her thoughts her fantasies, and finally he took it on himself to make them real for her, albeit with his twists.
 
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I stood in the bathroom looking at myself in the mirror. How could I be doing this to him? I love him but John just doesn’t go far enough to fully satisfy my hunger. I look down at my breast and there are small welts near my nipples. My hand moves over them and although there is a little pain they feel good, they feel alive. I found these marks upon my body this morning after the shadow took me away. I close my inner thighs as I feel myself become wet of what happened last night.

I feel ashamed for feeling so good after being taken by a strange force, but I need it, I haven’t felt so alive in years. It has been only a few times in the past several months but now it comes for me more often. I feel myself anticipating the moment that he comes for me. My eye tears up as I think about John, He works so hard to give me such a life of comfort and he tries so hard to please me at night but god love him he just isn’t passionate enough for my body as this shadow is. My tear streams down my cheek and falls into the basin of the sink.

I look down at the sink as more tears falls adding to the ones that already have fallen. I have always thought that I was dreaming this and that I was losing my mind but these were not the only marks that are on my body. Then there is the taste that is in my mouth some of the nights I just know its not John’s taste I know the difference for this cream that fills my mouth some nights is stronger, more of a dark flavor not sweet like John’s.

I look over to the clock and see that it’s almost ten pm just in a few hours the shadow will come for me again. I feel my body craving to feel its touch this night but John! I fight my sexual urge and allow the tears to fall. I love him so much! By body jerks as I tremble with shame and pain of desiring to be touched by another’s hands instead of my husbands. What kind of wife am I? A whore, only if John knew how to read my body this wouldn’t be happening. I have tried to tell him while having sex to go farther, to be a little more rough with me, but he is a gentle man and just cant bring himself to go that far… I love you John! I’m sorry … The tears fall but I have to stop them and prepare to spend time in bed with the man I love…
 
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The force, the demon, the human from the future watched her as she stood behind the sink, wraped in a towel. He could see the tears, and feel her pain, her anguish. She wanted John to take her as he had done, was about to do.

He could here her husband in the bedroom, through the partially opened door. He turned to see him, nude as he undressed, his cock semi erect.

hummmm the force thought.

But he stepped up to her and placed his hands on her sides and caressed her before reaching round and pulling her tower open, letting if fall from her exposing her breasts.

His eyes met hers in the mirror as he allowed his face to bee seen in the mirror briefly. He knew she was aroused, becoming addicted to him. And she had ceased taking the pill, since he suggested to her that she should do so.

His hands moved from her sides to cares the gentle errogenous zone often ignored by so many men beneath her nipples, before reaching for the nipples, and pinched them, and pulled them forward, her breasts transformed into perfect cones as he extended her flesh, his lips kissing her neck.

"You are gorgeous" he whispered into her ear, bitting on her lobe.
 
I suck in air as I feel its hands upon my sides, I instantly moan softly to its caressing fingers. I push my thighs together when the burning between them gets intense. I chest is heaving as I feel him moving around and up my body. I gasp as my towel falls to the floor. “No, please not now, Please not now, this is my husband’s time… Pleas…Oh my God…” My hands covering my mouth trying to stop me from gasping aloud as I get a glimpse of you. I close my eyes as my body trembles in wanting need… “Please, not now it’s… Mmmmmphft… “I shake as my nipple hardens to your touch. I push back into you your arms lust devouring every though of having you stop, “Goddd …Mmmm…” I cry out when your pressure develops upon the tip of my nipple. “Ahhhhh…Ohhh…mmmmm” I jerk hard when you pull my tits out as far as they can go… “Pleaseee… Oh god Please…” My knees grow weak, my head shoots back over my shoulder tilting away exposing more of my neck to you. “I’mm goingg… to … AHHH FUCK!” I jerk as you bite my lobe, my body shakes as I release my first set of sweet cream down my leg… I hear your soft words as I try to turn into you, I want more I slowly go down to my knees but then I see my husband… “Please no more, let me be with him, come for me as you normally do please come for me later…” Tears fall from my eyes as the shame comes to me… I wait to see if you are still with me….
 
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He continues to caress, tease her, his fingers caressing her breasts, the nipples, the soft undersides; feeling the cool silky skin.

He read her mind, feeling the arousal, her frustration, her primal need and her anger, anger with her husband and the anger with him.

“I’mm goingg… to … AHHH FUCK!”

"Pardon?" her husband called from the adjoining bedroom.

He saw a tear run down her cheek in the mirror as he reached for it with a finger tip, allowing her to see him lick it before fading again.

"So you want want your husband my lovely? You want him to fill you?" he whispered...

He saw her nod...

"Go and take him, but do not let him cum in you. I want to be the father of your child, I will be the father of your child...." he whispered coarsely, finishing with a soft kiss on her neck.

"I will be watching."

He stepped back, and watched her in her natural beauty.
 
My body is shaking, trembling from the sexual tension and the sight of my phantom lover. Am I losing my mind? I reach down to see if I was just imaging all of this but I feel the thick cream that I just released, my swollen nipples are hard and throbbing from it being pinching and pulled upon. ‘This must be real’ I push my face into my hands.

I am afraid now, for it never comes for me when I’m awake! Not like this. What have I done? I tremble as I hear my husband’s words and I feel ashamed for what I have done, what I have allowed to happen. I pull my knees up to my chest and wrapping my arms around them. I sway back and forth trying to comfort myself.

I don’t want my husband to see me like this so I stand and wash my face. I take the warm water and press over my nipples letting them become soft so that my husband can make them come hard when he wants them to be. I quickly wash myself ridding the feeling that I have been aroused. I wash everywhere it touched me so that I can feel untouched before my husband’s time.

“I will be out in a minute love!” I speak aloud keeping him out of here while I put on some light make-up, power my body down for him so I smell refreshed and clean. I put on a light layer of lipstick on my lips, using my husband’s favorite color. I bush my long brown hair and make myself ready for him.

Walking out I take him into my arms kissing him deeply… “Take me big boy!” I utter to him, Smiling when he smiles at me. He lifts me up and carries me to the bed… He follows the motion and comes to my breasts…

The night was fun with my husband, but I still feel unsatisfied, I again asked him to be a little a bit rougher with me but he only makes love with me not the animalistic sex that I want… I love him so much but I just wish he would understand my need…
 
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He watched her refresh herself, and applied makeup before she returned to the bedroom. He continued watching, a voyuer has he had done many times in the past. As they fucked or made love, he teased them both, ocaressing them both briefly.

He dven made himself vissible to her, as her husbsnd fucked her, feeling her thoughts as he did so.....

Before long they turned over, the sex was short, less than 15 minutes he noticed. He left them as they slept, but returned la ter just after midnight kissing her forehead.
 
I gasped as I seen it was here with us. ‘NO please’ My mind begged for you to leave us alone while I was giving my husband his time with his wife. ‘Mmmmm.’ my mind moans as you pull and twist my nipples while my husband licks my pussy. I can feel my desire burning deep in my pit, my lust driving me to wanting you to pull my hair and force me to take your cock deep past my gag point. I fight myself from this lustful drive but it is so so hard. ‘I beg of yu….. Mmmmmphft “ You bite my nipples sending me over the edge of accepting my husbands vanilla love making.

I grip my husbands head and pull him to my pussy like I have you for the past few nights. “Bite my Pussy!” I growl to my husband for I cant stop myself of wanting you instead of my husband.. NO! “Honey, Please be a little rougher with me, I’m not a fragile piece of art.. Please just bite one of my folds to send me into that place you want me to be in honey.. Please.

‘Damn you!’ Please leave us alone, your going to destroy my marriage. We have our time without my husband now leave me my time with my husband. I feel you kiss me deeply but I pull away.. NO! I pull my husband up from my pussy and kiss him deeply. I roll over and mount him before you can enter into me. I put his hands upon my tits and I lower myself to his lips kissing him deeply as I rock his cock up and down inside my hot love tube.

I wake to your kiss upon my head but I don’t more. I reach over to grab my husband for him to take me, to take his time away from you, to make you leave me alone for I belong to him all of me belongs to him. I almost grab him but I stop as you take my chin into your hands and lift me up away from him. I can feel your hot breath on my neck. I close my eyes as I feel your lips kissing my soft flesh … Mmmmmm
 
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He knows what she wants, is craving for. He can delve into her mind, her thoughts, as well as his.

He kisses her on her lips before he speaks to her mind, using his ESP skills.

"Do a Sickie tomorrow... Don't go to work...... I will return when he leaves for work. Do not disobey me..."

With that, he left them in peace, for him to seek refuge in his own world.
 
Conflicted I sat upon the edge of the bed. My thoughts heavy for my heart was breaking for my husband is a good man and deserves a good wife, not one whom is being unfaithful to a being that I don’t even understand but I believe that he must be a ghost. Still even a ghost was using my body for it’s fantasy which belong to my husband. I was glad it was gone, but me desire still burning. I have to find a way to stop it, and find a way to get my husband to where I need him.

I look over at him wanting to wake him to try and satisfy my burning desire, but he needs rest for he works hard to give me the simple pleasure of life, just not he sex. I begin to wonder if I should not show him the porn sites that have this issue. He can learn what I want and that its not going to hurt me. He is a loving man and I love so. I will never leave him no matter what. Even if I have to self-please myself I shall do so. I lower my head as the words of it comes to me. He wants me to call into work so he can have me for hours … What is wrong with the few hours we have at night. This is getting so hard..

I climb into bed with my husband, snuggling up to him as he drapes his arms around me and kisses me deeply. He begins to play with me. I smile as now its my husbands time. I turn into him and allow him to make love to me. He so gentle and loving how can I be cheating on someone so thoughtful and loyal to me? Most woman would love to have this man in there bed! Maybe I should be the one changing not him… I moan as he moves between my legs and enters into me..

I kiss him good-bye and cry when he touches my cheek and tells he loves me and that I am his world. I shut the door and look at the clock I have fifteen minutes to call in and not get into trouble. I bite my tongue as I pace back and forth in the kitchen thinking of my husband. Of it touching my breasts, my husband, It biting my nipples and pulling them to the brink of pain, my husband, It biting my pussy and bringing a wave of pleasure and pain that makes me tremble with multiple orgasms. My husband… I call in sick with only one minute left …
 
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He watched her as she helped her husband get ready, and to kiss him good bye at the door. She then walked around the house still in her dressing gown, her thoughts were clearly tormented. But finally as she called her office to take a sickie, he made himself appear.

He was tall, around 6foot, but considering he was from the future, there was no discernable difference between him and the humans that he was imprisoned with. He approached her reaching for her cheek.... He stood there nude in front of her, his average cock already semi hard with the anticipation of what was to come.


"You crave for something dark don't you? You crave to be taken, even raped?"
 
It wasn’t long before he comes in front of me. I gasp as this is the first time I have seen him in full body. I tremble as I look at him part of me is scared the other part is in wanting. I bit my lip for unsure how I should be feeling. I keep telling myself that I love my husband as I watch him approach me I slowly back away from him. “Please this was a mistake, I .. please just leave me alone.‘

I lightly pull back as he reaches for my cheek, but he manages to stop me. His words were like velvet to my ears. His touch is silk against my skin. I moan from the electricity that flows over my body. I look at him with a lust that I cant stop and a desire that burs for me to be ravished. I swallow hard trying to resist his charm. “No. please..” My words are weak.

“NO!” I shout my eyes tear up as I try to fight my own body, my own desires, “I love my husband!” The tear slide down cheek. As I realize I am not moving away but toward you slowly. My desire to be taken roughly takes over my pleas ..
 
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“I love my husband!”

"I know you do my lovely Zoey. But I also know that you crave me, that you sit there at work wondering when will I come next, and what desire I will help you satisfy. Now you desire to be taken, an element of force.... Don't you?"

He continued to caress her, one hand along her sides, the other hand cupping her cheek, moving his finger tips to her lips....


"You are fucking gorgeous....."

His lips met hers as he started to kiss her. Initially his kiss was soft sensual, but quickly became primal, raw full of a sexual passion, a physical attraction, a subconscious need.
 
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“Please don’t do this.” My feet seem to have a mind of their own as I keep walking toward him. “I..I ..yes, but that is for my husband to fill my fantasies not you!” My chest is heaving, I can feel myself getting wet with each step toward him. The images of being pushed against the wall, my shirt being ripped opened flood my mine. “Plea…se, Mmmm” My body trembles the closer I get to him.

“I can…nt,” I shiver feeling his hand on my side. I feel the burning deep in myself as it begins to flow over my body, my nipples harden from the desire that burns in my eyes and my chest heaves with the lust that is affecting them. “Oh…God…:” I moan as his lips come to mine in a soft passionate slide of our lips.

I swallow hard as the kissing becomes more pressed, my breathing increases with each passing moment. I hear his breathing getting excited as he pushes harder against me, I moan feeling my own heat reach my lips as I invite his lips to push harder against mime. I slowly twist and roll my head into our kiss like I always do with my ……HUSBAND!

I push away ..STOP! Just STOP! …. I love my husband … Leave me alone! … I begin to cry and run down the hallway toward my husbands den!
 
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He enjoy the kiss, feeling her body respond in a primal urge to his unwanted advances, or are they. He can feel her discomfort, her torment as her body responds to his unwanted sexual attention, yet her mind trying to keep her faithful, the loving dutiful wife.

His tongue seeks out hers, as their tongues dance the frantic tango, before she grabs his arms and stops him, pushing him back catching him of-guard.

She runs away from him, he senses her mind, predicting what she is about to do next. She follows him to the den, but the door is closed. Rather than force the door or walk through it, he heads back to the kitchen, and the Ipad.

Moments later he is face-timing her on her Iphone, which he knows is in her pocket.

As it rings he leans against the table the camera filming his cock as he wanks it, the pre-cum glistening in the sunlight.
 
I don’t know what to do about this, how do I fight a… ghost, Demon, whatever it is? He knows my deepest desires, he makes me feel all fuzzy and confused when he touches me and the fighting from begging for more is so hard, it’s getting so hard. I fall against the door of his den and slide down to the floor. I wrap my arms round my knees sobbing for help. I have this urge to get my phone but I don’t want to look for I have this feeling it is him. ‘God please help me… Please!”

I cant please no! I cant…please don’t make me do this please! I feel my hand reaching into my pocket and pull out my phone. I push the face time and see his thick long cock jerking and throbbing while he was stroking it. I can feel the heat begin to rise in between my legs as I continue to watch his cock. My mouth waters with the wanting desire for him to shove it deep down my throat past my gag point only to pull out and shove deep again. I can feel my throat now expanding to his size. I begin to gag as the feeling of him slides deeper into my throat.

My mind screams for his to stop but the pressure speeds up and I can feel the girth of his mental projected cock grow thicker spreading my mouth wider to take him all in. I gag as I feel him so deep I fear if he keeps going, he will be in my chest. I can help it but I puke form the deep gag. I gasp and begin to cry once more… Please stop! …please I’m gasping my pleas to him. I can feel myself looking as his cock once more and the pressure is back but not deep just fast and hard… O…GODD he’s fucking my mouth!

I see on he phone his hand pumping harder as I can feel his thrusting into my mouth in sink with his hand… I hear him grunt and shoot his load over my table but I can feel his liquid running down my throat …. I Fall to the floor crying… He is gone…
 
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He stroked his cock infront of the tablet, gasping as he did so, his breathing heavy coarse.

"Fuck Zoey" he mumbled a few times before he erupted, covering the kitchen table with droplets of his fresh seed as he came. His breathing was deep, laboured as he ended the call.

Leaving the table covered with droplets of his thick seed, he headed into the den where he saw her, sobbing. He sat down next to her and held her, comforting her....
 
I feel his arms coming around my shoulders comforting me. His touch is sending waves of warmth through me, which I want but I don't. I am so confused on how I can hate him so much, but then want him. I am so tired.. I lick my lips as I lean into him with a little wanting to feel him.

I close my eyes and try my best to think that it is my husband holding me, It's my husband that is making me feel this warmth, this desire to be taken. I moan my husband's name as my hand moves down between my legs. "Scott!... I moan.." feeling myself coming more wet..

then I realize it's not my husband. I push away from the comforting arms.. "Talk to me why are you doing this.. Please tell me..."
 
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"Talk to me why are you doing this.. Please tell me..."

"Why? I guess we are both in a similar situation. You are trapped in a lovely marriage, but the sex is boring routine, non-satisfying. You crave something more primal, more for-filling. YOu crave being fucked as opposed to being made lurve to...?"

He paused as he held her again and kissed her forehead.

"Whilst I am trapped in another time, another dimension in reality. I am from a future time but trapped here for eternity. I too crave excitement..."
 
I listen to his words with great care for I wanted to know why he was doing this to me. I bite my lip as he was right of my situation and no matter how much I talk with my husband of my wanting need. I do not think he has the heart to be rough with me. I am so tired of fighting my needs, but I do not wish to hurt my husband. I close my eyes as he held me close to him. I could feel the warmth beginning to flow through me, but unlike last time, I don’t fight it.

I could feel his lips against the skin of my forehead, but I arch my head back and push upwards wanting to feel his lips upon mine. “Please…” I ask of him. I can feel my heartache for my husband by my desire wants more this day. I turn into him and put my arms around his neck. “Take me.” I whisper into his ear. Then it occurred to me to try to test this man to see what I can do against him.

I push away from him. “NO, I grew tired of your visits. Go! Be else where.” I will not give myself to him, but if he takes me than I was violated not cheating against my husband.
 
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“No, I grew tired of your visits. Go! Be else where.”

"We both know that isnt true don't we now Zoe. You crave for me to take you, to fuck you hard and fast, to release those pent up feelings..... "

He smiled as he brushed his lips against Zoey's, his fingers cupping her cheek such that she couldn't easily pull away.

"I also sense that you would like me to take your husband too, for me to show him how you like to be treated from time to time, make him our cuckold...."

A hand slid down to her neck, gently placing it around her neck as he kissed her again.

"So do you want to waste the sickie that you have taken Zoey?"
 
I close my eyes as I try to fight the burning desire that builds deep within me. His words ring truth to my ears and mind, but my heart aches to the wanting that fills my every part of my body. I want to feel the power of being fucked. To have my full release since the last time it touched me.

I swallow hard as I feel its wet, warm lips brushing against mine. I push forward to feel its lips but it pulls away and speaks to me. I fight the urge to moan and be disgruntled with it pulling away ..

His words brings me from my lusting desire to what he was saying. The thought of him controlling my husband while he takes me peeks my interest for maybe my husband will see and feel the pleasure that comes to me and him in a little more rougher sex.

I slowly nodding to this, even though I know its not my husband behind the moves it will still be him and his body taking me instead of this being along...
 
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