Medium Rare – A tale of lust & love from beyond the Veil

[DanFS]

(Closed for Lotus Maiden)
Jack MacReedy was feeling low.

He had lost his beloved wife Amanda almost six months ago. He had become so lonely, and had so many things he had still wanted to tell her.

Their life had been perfect. Although they had not had children, due to a rare medical condition on Jack’s part, the sex had been great - and she loved him enough to stay with him, so they focussed on their careers. They were blissfully happy and were planning on embarking on a cruise around the Caribbean.

Then it happened.

A drunk driver had run a red light and ploughed into Amanda as she walked across the road. She had no chance and was knocked down hard.
There had been nurse and her EMT boyfriend just across the road, so she had received medical attention immediately, as they rushed to her aid.
Even so, by the time the ambulance had made it through the traffic to the Hospital, she had died.

The Police had several witnesses at the scene, who all blamed the drunk-driver, and she had been arrested, and in front of a packed court, been sent to jail for twenty years.
That hadn’t bought his Amanda back.

Jack was sat at Holman Point, looking out to sea. This had been where he had brought Amanda on their first date, and they had come back here and sat quietly to watch the sunset together many times, and he even proposed to her here.
This had been their spot.

The sea-breeze had started to pick up and he saw piece of paper fluttering on the breeze. He grabbed at it, intending to put it in a bin, but saw the word ‘medium’ amongst the screwed up paper.

He tried to un-screw it, but the paper was too mangled, and tore, but he could read most of the details.

Apparently there was a medium in town, and she had just set up her ‘premises’.

Jack thrust the crumpled piece of paper into his jacket pocket, and twisted his wedding ring, around on his finger, which didn’t fit quite as tightly as he had before she died.

“Oh, Mandy….what shall I do? I’m lost without you!”
He pined for her daily, but here, that feeling was intensified. Even when he held her ivory silk scarf to his face to breath her scent, it did nothing to comfort him.

He sat there quietly, as no answer came, but then, a thought came unbidden to him.

‘See the medium’ he thought.
He’d never believed in that stuff, but if he could speak to her one last time, he could tell her how much he loved her, make her understand.
That had been the hardest thing for him, that he never had a chance to say goodbye.

He stood up and walked back to the car, as the breeze strengthened, flapping his jacket around him.

As he started the engine, he resolved that he would call the medium and make an appointment. The drive home didn’t take long, and once inside, he picked up the phone, and dialled the number on the paper.
He could hear ringing, and waited….

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

Nekko Hisiashi

A small, colorful brick cottage erected right on the edge of downtown. It had white picket fence, wooden window shades, freshly mowed front lawn, and nicely kept flower bed. Various shapes and sizes wind chimes hung on the front porch. Two unoccupied rocking chairs faced the street. It looked like a typical Western house for an old retirement couple in a nice, quiet and quaint neighborhood. At least it did look like one on the outside.

The inside cluttered with strange décor and statues from typical infamous Buddha to not so-known deities, such as an evil, mean, red face man. Yellow talismans hung over the doorway like curtains. Various Eastern charms placed on the shelves, table tops, here and there through out the house. The inside of the two-bedroom cottage was in a different continent in comparison the outside. A thin vile of smoke drifted from the incenses that were lit throughout the house. Each incense was in front of a red wooden plaque with Japanese characters. Each tombstone signified a God or Goddess. They protected the house and the dwellers. The incenses were a way for mortals to show their gratitude and pay their respects.

Mortal like the house-owner, Nekko Hisiashi. She had a lot to thank for, especially with her gift. She was bless with the ability to communicate with the dead. And with that unique ability, she was able to support herself and consequently this house. She just bought the place recently and immediately “opened shop.” She printed and distributed fliers, hoping to catch anyone’s interest. There were skeptics and non-believers, but she was optimistic and was no fraud.

Nekko was in the kitchen with a cup of coffee when the cell phone buzzed in her pocket. She fished it out and stared at the number that she didn’t recognized. “Nekko Hisiashi, how may I be of your service?” she answered.

Before the caller replied, she felt a chill down her spine. A breeze rushed pass her, despite all the windows were closed and the air wasn’t on. She grabbed the mug tighter, hoping the hotness of the ceramic would warm her up somehow. She recognized the unnatural and haunting chill, which bought both good and bad news. Good news, she was getting a customer; and the bad news, someone had lost a love one.

She apologized out of the blue and offered once again before the caller could utter a single greeting, “I’m truly sorry for your loss. How can I help you?”

 

[DanFS]

Max answered her:

“Hello.....Errr....how did you know?"

Max paused , wondering how she knew already.

After she answered, he continued:
"Miss Hisiashi – my name is Jack. Thanks you for your kind words. Six months ago I lost my wife to a drunk driver. I have a few things I need help with, which I'd rather not go into over the 'phone - and I hope you can help me. Can I make an appointment to visit you, please?”

After a pause he added “Of course, I don’t wish to impose, but I think you might have access to the answers I seek.”

He awaited her answer.

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

A man’s voice drifted from the other end. He was alarm and confused when he asked, ”…how did you know?”

She replied mysteriously, “I can feel it. Never mind that. How may I help you?”

She then waited patiently and quietly, allowing him to take all the time he needed to speak and get to the point. He sounded sad and helpless as he recalled his wife’s death. Like many other clients, he was both hopeful and skeptical. He hoped she could help him, yet was unsure if she really could at the same time. She sympathized him; a lost of a spouse was one of the hardest and longest humps to move on from.

“No, you’re not imposing. And yes, I try to get you answers or at least closures,” she told him. “Why don’t you come by around four today,” she suggested before gave away her address over the phone. "Hope to see you in a couple hours, Jack." She then bid her farewell before she hung up. As soon as the line disconnected, the air resumed to its normal humid and hot summer breeze.

 

[DanFS]

Jack felt relieved.
He had never believed in mediums and their ability to speak with the dead before, but he now felt like he had no choice.

He ate a light lunch at home, before driving to Nekko Hisiashi’s home.
It was a lovely plantation style house, with a white picket fence. It looked eternally classic, and a peaceful home, he decided.

He walked up the steps & knocked on the door and a very pretty Asian woman opened it.

All of a sudden, he didn’t quite now what to do.
He gave a shallow bow and introduced himself.
“Hello, I’m Jack MacReedy. We spoke earlier. You are Nekko Hisiashi?”

He held out his hand for her to shake, and once invited inside, he felt..…different.
He realised he felt calm. That was a strange sensation as all he had felt these last months was pain.

She closed the door behind him, as he swept his eyes across the room that laid before him.

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

After the call, Nekko went on with her normal routine. Time flew pass and four o’clock came with the knock on her door. She answered in a simple creamy button-up collar dress that came down to her knees. She was barefoot with minimal make-up and accessories.

The guest greeted as soon as she opened the door, ”Hello, I’m Jack MacReedy. We spoke earlier.”

“Ah, Jack. Yes, I recognized your voice. It’s good to see that you decide to come by after all.”

”You are Nekko Hisaishi?”

She shook his hand lightly. “Sure am. Just call me Nekko. Please, come in.” She stepped to the side and gave him room to get through the door. “Sit,” she offered and gestured him toward the loveseat in the living room. She then took the seat next to him on the same couch, looking at him while he glancing around her humble abode. She studied his face and body language for a minute.

Although he looked somewhat comfortable and slightly at ease, he was still hauntingly miserable –as his voice indicated. Expected. She finally spoke, “Is this your first time? Reaching out and talking to a medium?” She mustered up a warm smile to hopefully calm his uncertainty. “These times must be hard for you. You must miss her very much. If it helps any, I feel that*she misses you dearly too. Now tell me, what can I do for you Jack?"

 

[DanFS]

Jack looked at Nekko.
If she was a fraud, she was very good.
OK, it wouldn't take a genius to know that anyone contacting a medium wanted insight into thoughts and feelings from 'the other side'.

That said, she had known, before he had even said he had lost his life's love.

"Yes, this is my first time." He smiled nervously, as if admitting a weakness.

He then continued:
"As I said on the 'phone, six months ago I lost my wife to a drunk driver - and I hope you can help me. My late Wife, Amanda: I never got to say Goodbye before she died. There were so many things I wanted to say to her, and I thought I never would - until now. Can you help me - please?"

He reached into his jacket pocket and produced the ivory silk scarf, which he held out to her.

"Will this help you find her? I want to tell her how much I still love her. I miss her every day!"

He smiled as he remembered their last wedding anniversary, when she unveiled the leather corset and black lingerie she had bought - to wear for him, and how she had tied him to the bed and made him use his tongue to bring her to several orgasms, for almost an hour!
He had never had cramp in his tongue before, and savoured the taste and scent of her, as she rode his face, moaning and wailing in ecstasy.

He remembered reading about material links to spirits and wondered if he might actually be able to communicate with her spirit - he had heard that some people had done so in the past.....

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

“Yes, this will surely help.” The medium took the scarf and felt the soft silk between her fingers. She closed her eyes and bought the fabric to her nose. The scent definitely belonged to a woman, his woman, his wife, his Amanda. A sheepish smiled appeared on Nekko’s face without she realized it.

She opened her eyes, which turned much into much brighter hazel than her normal, dark, very dark black hues. She looked at the man next to her with much softer expression. She smiled and placed her hand on his leg.

“Jack,” her voice didn’t possess the slight hint of Japanese accent anymore. “You still keep this? The scarf I used on our wedding night. Remember how I used this to tie you down?”

Nekko scooted in closer to him. “I missed you so much too, husband.”

 

[DanFS]

Jack was a little perturbed at the sudden change in Nekko’s appearance and demeanour. When she spoke to him, and sounded just like Amanda, it shook him to his very core.

“You still keep this? The scarf I used on our wedding night. Remember how I used this to tie you down?”

Nekko scooted in closer to him. “I missed you so much too, husband.”

“Amanda! Mandy…oh, Mandy! Of course I kept it - and yes, I do remember when you used that on our Wedding Night!” He gasped.
He felt heat rise in his cheeks, as the description of their Wedding Night sex flowed from the mouth of the Japanese woman sat next to him, embarrassing him.

“Mandy - Is it really you? I missed you SO much!”

He paused choking on the lump that had suddenly stuck in his throat, before continuing.

“I never got to say Goodbye, Mistress.” He whispered that last word.
In this setting, it seemed wrong, but yet, so right when he spoke to his late wife through Nekko.

He then became aware of Nekko’s hand resting on his leg.
He felt himself harden; as the memories came flooding back.

The kneeling between his wife’s legs, lapping at her exposed pussy, as she flicked a crop across his naked ass, with his rock-hard cock bobbing between his legs, aching for release. Her moans of ecstasy echoing in the hallway of their house.
Her smooth, soft hand caressing his cheek before lifting his face to look into his eyes, and her smile, oh her smile!
Then, her fingers were entwined in his hair once more as she bade him to eat her to another orgasm.

“Oh Mandy – Mistress – I wish we could relive that occasion. I loved serving you, you knew that. I miss having someone to love, to serve, to pleasure. I feel so alone!”

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

Nekko grinned widely and sweetly when Jack accepted her as his wife. She knew what she was saying, and what she felt, but she couldn’t control any of it. Her actions, her words were not hers, but she did them and said them. She also saw how relief and happy her client became as he gasped, ”Amanda! Mandy […] I missed you SO much!”

His cheeks flushed with happiness, and he continued to address her as his wife. Her hand traced up his thigh and stopped only an inch away from his rising mount. Nekko should be taken aback by his arousal. However, the Mandy inside her expected and took it as a compliment.

“You’re not alone, my pet.” She squeezed him before planted her other hand on his cheek. “I’m here still. Your mistress is waiting to be served. I missed you.” She rose from her seat. Her hand wrapped around the back of his neck. “I missed your tongue,” she leaned in closer to him, “licking and tasting me.”

She pulled him in and took his lips into hers. She kissed him firmly, her tongue slipped inside his mouth while she bit down on his bottom lips. Her other hand brushed over his crotch and felt the heat emitting from his hard member. She gave his cock a squeeze and bit down his lip hard until she broke the skin.

Nekko gasped and jumped off him at the instant she tasted his blood. She stared down at him with her natural eyes again. “I. I. I didn’t know what came over me,” she apologized in her normal accented voice. She was her again, Nekko the Medium. "I'm sorry, Jack. I don't know what came over me to do that."

She studied his reaction, hoping he wasn't offend and storm out for her inappropriate action.

 

[DanFS]

Jack could not believe it. Nekko was speaking in Mandy’s ‘Mistress’ voice.

Actually it was Mandy speaking, as there is no way Nekko could have known that Mandy called him ‘my pet’.

When she said she was still there and waiting to be served, Jack felt his cock harden in an instant, and he wanted to believe she was with him again.

When Nekko/Mandy grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him in for a kiss, and rested her hand upon his hardened flesh, he knew it was her. It was classic Mandy teasing him, right down to the lip-bite.
The blood was a surprise, but Jack didn’t care, as he licked the spot of blood of his punctured lip.

Then she was gone.

Nekko had jumped off Jack, looking like herself again, and started to apologise. She seemed horrified, as she backed away.

“Mandy – don’t go!” Jack moaned, realising that Nekko – just Nekko, alone, was back.

Jack held back tears of joy. Did Nekko not realise what she had given him, what she had done for him?
He had been able to tell his beloved Mandy he loved her, missed her. But – she had also told him that he was not alone, and that she still loved him too. Was she implying that she watched over him from
‘the other side’?

He didn’t care how much this session with her cost – he would gladly pay.
He felt as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

“Nekko – Please, don’t apologise.”

He smiled and held a hand out to her.
“I’m very happy, relieved, and yes, surprised that you were able to accept Mandy into you like that. I wouldn’t have thought it possible.”

He paused before asking her:
“Can you remember - What else did she tell you about us? You must think me a strange man, knowing what you do now, if you can remember?

Then - he asked her "Can you bring her back?"
He missed her still, but felt happier in himself now.

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

Her client requested her to stay. No, he wanted his wife, Mandy. He stared up at her while she gazed down. His bright blue did not only look disappoint, but also happy and relief as if a heavy weight lifted off of him. There was also a hint longing, love, and lust. He reassured her, ”Nekko – Please don’t apologize.”

The Medium was glad he didn’t freak out. She was please and happy that he actually believed and accepted that his Mandy was here just seconds ago, here in Nekko. She was please because she had successfully make contact, which would lead to handsome payment, no doubt. She was also happy for him because he could now get some sort of closure.

She took his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, smiling and adding, “I’m surprise I can connect with her so quickly as well. There must be a lot of things she wants to tell you before she moves on. You’re not strange, Jack. It’s quite normal and understandable for a man to miss his wife. I. I. Mm.”

She stuttered when he asked if she remembered about the encounter minutes ago. “Yes. I remember what I. No, what Mandy had me do.” She not only could recall what she had done, but also knew about their Wedding Night. Her face flushed as the still imagines flashed in her mind. Mandy had shown her during the possession. Nekko was both jealous and curious of their very active, long and erotic night.

She didn’t realize she was quiet and lost in her thought until Jack asked, ”Can you bring her back?” His eyes were hopeful again with that desperation and pleading in them.

Nekko nodded and sat back down next him. “Yes, I can but it won’t be cheap.” She waited for his response even though she was pretty certain the man would pay regardless of her fee. His eyes and tone said it all. “I’ll need more of her possessions.”

The Medium but her lips and contemplated over an idea popped in her head. "I can stay connect to her longer if we're in an environment she knew. Like somewhere she always go to. A place where you guys shared. Perhaps your house? Your bedroom?" After her suggestion, she added, "that's an add on expense, Jack. Is that. Is that alright with you? If not, you can always bring me her stuff her." She didn't want him to think she was just conning him. She genuinely wanted to help him, at a cost for her work of course.

 

[DanFS]

Jack smiled sadly.
“Nekko – I don’t care about the cost, we had life insurance and because of how Mandy died…”
He paused to clear his throat, the pain of losing her still raw, even after six months, especially now, having heard her speak to him again, was plain.

He continued - "I am not a poor man, except in love & happiness."

“I still have plenty of her things at home. Clothes, Jewellery – whatever you think will work best, we’ll use. I know she wouldn’t mind.”

When Nekko said:
"I can stay connect to her longer if we're in an environment she knew. Like somewhere she always go to. A place where you guys shared. Perhaps your house? Your bedroom?"

Jack was a little shocked, but then, he reasoned that her ‘energy’ would be stronger there. It would be stronger still in ‘The Playroom’. The guest bedroom they had converted to be better suited to their sex-games, or when she felt he deserved ‘punishing.’
She had left him tied down in there for hours once, with a vibrator tied to his erect cock, until he was so numb, he couldn’t bear even the lightest touch, but then, he shouldn’t have been ogling that College girl across the street!

He knew it was going to cost much more if he took her home, but he was rich, thanks to the insurers and the court payouts. He didn’t care about the money – he just wanted Mandy back.

“Nekko – I’ll pay – I just want my Mandy back!” He told her emphatically.
“When can you come to my place, and how much do I owe you for today?”

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

a short one -_-; oops

Nekko noticed the shock on his face at the mention of a familiar environment for Amanda. When she thought he was going to reject the idea, he asked, ”When can you come to my place?”

She smiled in relief to know that he not only believed, but he also could afford without hardship. She suggested, “How about tonight at eight?”

She waited for his response before she told him the cost for this session. She then jotted his address down and reconfirmed their appointment at eight.

 

[DanFS]

Jack had cooked a light meal for them both, feeling that he had imposed upon Nekko by asking her to come to the House, even though she had instigated that line of thought.

He also liked the idea of having another woman to serve, even if only for tonight – and if he could make Nekko as comfortable as possible while she worked, he would be happy.

The roast chicken and salad was ready, and he had gone to the Bedroom, and laid out a few items Mandy had liked, and he hoped would provide effective tools for Nekko to use.

He had chosen:

1. Her favourite knee high boots, when she was in ‘Mistress’ mood.
   
2. Her leather corset she wore with the boots.
   
3. Her Wedding Ring, a plain 18 carat gold D-Band
   
4. Her Ivory Silk scarf which Nekko had already used as a link.

He had, partly out of habit, also laid out a pair of black sheer stockings and a pair of black lacy panties, as he used to lay our Mandy’s Mistress clothes for her, when they played.

Across them he laid a silk red rose, which he gave her on their first anniversary, as a symbol of his undying love for her. He knew she cherished it, as much as her wedding ring.

He checked his watch – five minutes to go.

He had a bottle of wine in the chiller, and checked the food again. The table was set – all perfect!

He checked his reflection in the mirror. He looked as good as he as going to, in his grey suit.


He put some soft music on the HiFi in the background.
Now – to wait…..

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

Once Jack left her place, the Medium tried to reach out for Amanda once again. The dead didn’t possess her this time. They simply chatted.

“That’s my last wish. Will you help me? Us?” the ghost-voice pleaded.

“I. I. I don’t know about this. I’ve never had to do this for a client before. I mean, I helped the dead to express how much they missed their love one and how to move on. But what you’re asking me to do is... so physical and intimate.”

“This is how it will help me move on. It’ll only be this one last time. I just want to … feel my husband one last time. And like he said, he can pay you handsomely.”

Nekko pondered for a minute, weighing her options. She finally agreed with a simple nod.

---

She pulled the car into the drive way by a couple minutes before eight. She got out of the car with hesitant and nervously walked up to the front door in a simple black jacket with a pair of flats. The jacket completely covered her, giving no hints that she had nothing else underneath. Her trembling finger rung the door bell.

Once the bell stopped, her fear faded. She even had a sly smile on her face. Any hint of the anxious Medium was gone, replaced by a dead woman's desire to play with her pet one last time.

When Jack answered the door, Nekko didn't wait for his invitation to step inside. She pulled onto his tie and tightened the knot like a dutiful wife getting her husband ready for work or a dominatrix wanting a better grip on her toy. She complimented, "Dinner smells delicious. You even made my favorite. We should eat before it gets cold."

Before waiting for his reaction to her suggestion, Nekko headed toward the dinning room, pulling him with her by his tie.

 

[DanFS]

Jack actually felt nervous just before Nekko arrived.
When the bell rang he took a deep breath and opened the door.

He opened the door wide and smiled.
Nekko stepped inside quickly and adjusted his tie, which he though a little odd, and then he thought back to Mandy.
She had often done that for him, if he was wearing a tie, and was unaware that the knot had slipped.

But it was Nekko, not Mandy, who said:
"Dinner smells delicious. You even made my favorite. We should eat before it gets cold."


When Nekko, walked past him, still holding his tie, so it became a leash.
'Was she already possessed by Mandy?' He thought, as he was forced to dutifully follow her to the Dining Room.

Once there, Nekko did not release her grip upon his tie.

He had assumed this would be all business, unlike earlier when Mandy had possessed Nekko.
'Had something happened before Nekko arrived?' He wondered.

He awkwardly pulled out a chair for her to sit at the table, the Chicken salad already served in a large earthenware dish.

"Please - help yourself, Nekko, or would you prefer me to serve you?" He asked, wary whether it was really Nekko, or Mandy he was addressing.

Only after he had asked her, did he realise he had spoken to her with deference, as if she were a Mistress, not as if he were the paying client.

He stood at her side, waiting for her reply...

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

He had call her Nekko, and she didn’t or had to correct him. All the things she done since her arrival had been instructed by his late wife. Although she was reluctant to do so at first, she did enjoy the surprised and obedient expression from Jack. Regardless if he thought she is possessed again or not, he played along and didn’t question her.

Nekko looked at the spread and then gazed back at him. Her dark eyes hinted a slight hesitant before she wrapped the silk tie around her hand once, pulling him in closer to her. She stepped around him and steered up back onto the chair that he had pulled out for her. She pushed against him until he took the seat. Her eyes never left his as she loosened his tie. She walked to the back the chair and pulled his arms around his back. She used the tie to bound his wrists together. She leaned to his ears and whispered, “let’s serve dessert first tonight. Wait here. Don’t move.”

Nekko didn’t wait for his response before she walked away. She unbuttoned her jacket and shrugged it off her shoulders as she walked. She was completely naked underneath and gave Jack a clear view of her bare behind before she disappeared into their Master bedroom.

The Medium wasn’t too surprise to see the corset and boots among the things on the bed; Amanda had predicted them since those had been her favorites. Nekko recognized the silk scarf and reached for it first. The possession came as abruptly as it did last time. Nekko had once again lost control of her body and watched Mrs. MacReedy put on the outfit.

The cloth fitted almost perfectly. The leather corset felt a little lose on top, which wasn’t too alarming size Nekko had the typical dandy pair of breasts. The panties and stockings fitted just fine. She had to wear the wedding ring on her thumb because it was too big for her ring finger. She tied the scarf around her neck for now. She then stomped her way back where she had left her husband.

The heels of the boots clanged on the floor loudly. She stood in front of him in their one of her favorite get-ups. Her bright brown eyes looked into her husband’s as she held the silk red rose to her nose, pretending to inhale its aroma. “You still have everything I like, pet,” she complimented, losing all foreign accent again.

She leaned in and whispered to in his ear, “How do want mistress reward you?” She nibbled on his earlobe this time before she kissed his cheek, along his jawline.

 

[DanFS]

Jack was surprised to say the least – and when Nekko disrobed and left her jacket on the floor and walked, naked, into the Bedroom, he wondered what was going to happen. Indeed, the sight of Nekko completely naked rendered him speechless.
Although, tied as he was, he couldn’t do much about it anyway….

He heard activity from the Bedroom, as if she were looking at each item in turn he had placed upon the bed. He heard a loud gasp and then sounds, as if she were moving slower now.

Then he heard the sound of Mandy’s heels clicking on the floor as Nekko approached him.
He felt himself starting to harden, as he saw her, dressed in Mandy’s ‘Mistress’ attire.
Then she spoke. In Mandy’s voice – she said:
““You still have everything I like, pet.”

When she leaned in and whispered into his ear, “How do want mistress to reward you?” and she nibbled on his earlobe this time before she kissed his cheek, along his jawline, his erection thickened and hardened even more than before.

He then knew, Mandy was back, again.
“Mistress! I have missed you so! I was hoping to see you, speak to you again. Now I’m wondering – what have you and Nekko agreed?”
Jack had sensed something was up. Just not sure what….

Still – it didn’t matter to his cock….it reacted to the amazing sight before him, and he had to admit he hadn’t been this horny for ages!

Seeing Nekko/Mandy dressed like this, he was dying for a fuck, but that would be way beyond what he could expect, but then, so was what had already happened…

And the way she held that rose, oh my god!

Then he realised, he had answered a question with a question. Mandy used to hate that. What would she do?

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

“Don’t think me as a Medium or your wife. I’m your Mistress tonight, understand? Isn’t this why you reach out to Nekko? Have one some closure to my-Mandy’s death. One last good fucking night?”

Nekko lips found his and kissed him roughly. Their mouths parted now and then long enough for Jack to greet and question her.

“Tsk.. Tsk. Pet doesn’t get to question!” Her hand cupped his crotch and squeezed hard enough to apply slight discomfort pressure but not too painful. His cock was already hard and tightly confined in his pants. “You don’t get to know my business, understand?”

She leaned back onto the table with her legs on each side of his chair. “For that, you only get to watch.” She patted the silky triangle that barely covered her pussy. Her fingers rubbed repeatedly, applying more pressure with each stroke. “Oh, Jack. Don’t you just want to touch this?” she taunted while she watched his reaction. The fabric quickly dampened with her fluid.

Her other hand joined in and pulled the cover to one side. Her glistening newly shaved pussy came to view. Her index finger brush along the wetness and tasted her own juice. “Mm, she tastes quite good pet,” he reported.

The bottom of her foot pressed against his crotch well her fingers returned to her pussy. “How badly do you want to taste?”

Her hand slid underneath the thong. The side of her finger emerged between her slit. Her finger slicked with wetness again. Her fingers stroke along the lips in a slow motion, feeling the touches rippled through her body.

 

[DanFS]

Jack was shocked first that Nekko had become Mandy again, and also at the rawness of her language.
Mandy DID used to speak like that when she was in Mistress-mode, but his shock was compounded when she leaned in and kissed him roughly.
He was amazed at how Nekko had been possessed by Mandy again.

Her tease, with the squeeze of his cock reminded him how he ached for her, how acutely he felt her loss, but also the passion he had for her, body, mind & soul - it was all-encompassing.

Her wet gusset on her panties only served to heighten Jack's arousal. The mock-disdain in her voice was delicious.
When she pulled that filmy fabric aside, Jack gasped subconsciously. She was beautiful - Nekko, as well as Amanda.

When Mistress Amanda slid a finger along Nekko's wet slit and tasted her nectar, commenting how she tasted, Jack could feel the pre-cum seep from his tip.

As Mistress Amanda teased Nekko's pussy, Jack was frustrated he couldn't just take her as he wanted to. But then, that was the whole point, wasn't it?
"Mistress - please let me taste her - I'm so fucking horny for you!" He begged.

The finger caressed back & forth, teasing Nekko's body, but it was Amanda who spoke.

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

She enjoyed watching Jack squirm and frustration as he sat and watched. His expression implored for more. His erection restrained noticeably. His begging bought a wide grin on her face. She leaned in and smeared whatever little is left of the juice on her finger at the corner of his lips. It wasn’t enough for him to taste it, but sufficient to take in the scent.

“You get to taste when I say so,” she corrected him sternly. She planted a kiss on him, suckling on his lips and slithering her tongue inside him. She loosened his belt and undid his zipper. She slipped her fingers through the hole his boxer and stroked his piping hot and steel hard cock. Her kisses went from his cheek down to his neck. Her fingers traced along his pants waistline and tugged. He lifted his bottom up enough for her to peel the fabric off him. His member sprung to life as soon as it was free.

She looked down while her fingernails scratched softly against the side of his length. “Mmm. You’re as big as I remember.” Her fingers circled the tip as she planted her feet to the ground and got on her knees. She held his cock in her palm, looking up him and exerting, “I get to taste first.”

She licked the head and the slit on the tip, savoring a tiny bit of his pre-cum. Then her lips closed down. Her tongue twirled against it inside her warm wet mouth. She slowly slid the cock inside her mouth, inch by inch, until she took half of its length. She sucked for a second and then took him all the way in with one quick drop of her head. She almost gagged on his long length. Amanda had no problem deep throating her husband. Nekko, however, was not use to it. Even though the wife was in the driver seat, she was still limited by what the Medium's physical body and experience.

Regardless, she sucked on Jack's stick hungrily. As she rose up and down his shaft, her hand cupped his balls sack and kneaded them in a circular motion. She glanced up at him, wanting to see how he was enjoying the blowjob.

 

[DanFS]

Jack was slowly getting his head around the fact it was Mandy talking, but using Nekko’s body. Nekko had willingly allowed Mandy to possess her for this one, last tryst.
Jack would be eternally grateful to her for that.

When Nekko/Mistress Amanda smeared her pussy juice onto the corner of his lips, he almost came, then & there. That small gesture was so perfectly Amanda, teasing, but sensual, it was perfect.
He could just tease his tongue to that spot, but couldn’t taste her. The frustration was immense, but she smelled…..sweet.

When she told him “You get to taste when I say so.”
He knew he had been tested. After a brief kiss, she freed his cock. The feeling of a woman’s touch upon him, after so long, was exquisite.

When Amanda told him:
“Mmm. You’re as big as I remember.”
He felt pre-cum weep from his tip. He was so turned on, it hurt.
As she knelt in front of him and told him “I get to taste first.”
He could only agree. He was bound and at the mercy of her every whim.
As she slowly devoured him, and he looked down at her, watching her enjoy every inch of him. As her head rose and sank again, she gagged. That little sound, combined with the clench of her throat took him even closer to his impending crescendo.

When she looked up at him, so their eyes met, he could see both women in her eyes, seeking approval and thanks. The look of lust and longing was obvious to see. Although it was Nekko’s almond-shaped eyes he looked into, her could also see Amanda’s look of desire in there too.

“Oh God, baby. That feels amazing!” He gasped. Her throat caressing his length, with each bob of her head. Her hand kneading his balls adding to the pleasure she as giving him.

Although Amanda was in control, Jack was sure Nekko was enjoying this as well.
When he had first met the petite Japanese medium, he never would have guessed they would be in this situation!

Amanda hummed on his cock, causing him to arch his back with pleasure, the sensations on his cock almost too intense to bear. He was much nearer to his zenith than before.

“Ahhhh…Mistress…I’m going to cum soon, if you keep that up. Do I have permission to cum?” He begged her.

 

[Lotus_Maiden]

Nekko was shock as she watched and felt herself giving her client a blow job. It felt unprofessional, yet she didn’t object. She hadn’t done this for another client before. She suspected Amanda’s sexual motive going in, but she didn’t expect to be a mistress and a sex fiend; moreover, she was enjoying Jack’s cock in her mouth so much. The way his member throbbed and how the blood bumped through the vines were intoxicating. Hearing him moan with satisfaction turned on her. She even liked the way he begged and asked for permission.

After tasting of the tangy pre-cum earlier, Nekko wanted more of his nectar. She was going to “allow” him, but Amanda was in the driver seat and had a different idea. She squeezed his balls tightly and slid the cock out of her mouth with a pop. The Medium’s dark eyes narrowed and denied him, “No. Don’t you dare to cum yet.” She rose to his eye-level, releasing her grips on his manhood and mounting his lap.

His cock rested neatly on top of her drenching wet pussy. She felt the intense heat emitting from hard member. She kissed him, raving his mouth with her tongue and biting his lips with her teeth. Her hands outlined his arms and curved around his back to his hands. “We’ll cum together,” she whispered in his ear as she pulled on the tie to release his bond. She ordered quietly yet firmly, “Take your mistress, pet!"

 

[DanFS]

Jack was in heaven.
He hadn't felt this good for many, many months.
Nekko/Mistress Amanda's mouth on his cock was just exquisite, and as soon as he told her he was close he knew he'd have to hold on. She wouldn't let him cum right away - that would be too easy!

As she let him go, he moaned, in frustration. She had always given amazing blowjobs, even soon after they had met. He knew he wasn't her first.
But when she mounted him, telling him they'd cum together, he smiled. It was that kind of smile that takes over your whole face.

As she released his hands, he wasted no time in grabbing her hips and as Nekko was slightly smaller in build to Amanda, Jack was able to lift her off and pull her down back onto his cock with ease.

He fucked her hard. There was little love in this part of the sex....it was all about animal release, and as he bounced her body on his lap, as he thrust his steel hard cock into her hot, wet pussy he could hear every rush of breath escape from her mouth, which was hanging open.
Her eyes - now that was a different story. There was a mix of raw lust and sensual love there. Nekko / Amanda was obviously enjoying this as much as he was!

"Is this how you want to be taken, Mistress?" He asked her, through gritted teeth as he pounded into her.

He was close, but he needed to be told he had permission to cum.
How he needed to cum soon!