The Void and the Voices - Sex Stories

The Void and the Voices

The following story might not be for everyone. Reader discretion is advised.

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I am ashamed.

"Of what?" she asked, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

Of my life.

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I did what I was supposed to do. I did what they told me to do. I ate what they wanted me to. I drank what they brought forward. They tore away what I wore and wrapped me in themselves. Their hands on my hand. Their leg on my leg. Their chest on my chest...

I know I wasn't supposed to look but I did. Her hair at that time appeared like a black tapestry hanging in front of me. She was talking to someone in an aggrandizing manner. Her waist seemed dislocated at the angle she was bent with one hand placed on it.

It was a sin. Isn't it? Being a girl and staring at a girl? No, not just by any gaze but with a gaze holding certain meaning, a certain desire. They would banish my existence if they were to find me. Soon enough, they were on my shoulder with their mouths inside my ears. They said I was committing a sin. I must keep my mind clear for a man who likes his woman with a mind brimming with only innocence and purity. The joke of the century will be played on the man when he realizes that, this mind of mine has nothing of my own.

Then I saw her side profile. I tried shrugging the heaviness off my shoulders and keeping my focus only on her. Then she completely turned towards me. She was getting closer. I must look away. She was approaching me. She was ...

... smiling. Her lily-white teeth finally managed to relax my shoulders.

"Would you move just a bit?"

She was going to join me on this seat. I scooted away from her just enough to give her a place to sit but not enough to feel detached. She placed her bag on the desk before her and sat right beside me. Her backpack was a big utility type. So with that bag on the desk, it felt as if we were hiding behind a wall. The vicinity suddenly became warm, dark and snug.

She caught me off guard twice during the lecture but she spared me a smirk and came closer. Her hair reached me first. That dark tapestry tickled the skin around my neck as she brought her lips closer to my ears.

"You look like you wanna eat me," she said and the sounds of her mouth gave me tingles all over my body.

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The next thing I know I was in some sort of room. A small intimate nook. Later, that nook was revealed to be her room.

She snatched my tote bag and together with her own bag threw them in some obscure corner of that nook.

My shoulder started to feel heavier and heavier every passing minute. I was willfully neglecting them. It was not me. It was her. She was making them stop. She was sealing their mouths. She was grabbing my head and pressing her lips against mine. She was shushing my brain. She was eating my soul. My mind was under her spell. How could she ever like the taste my rickety soul?

Soon we were naked. I wanted nothing but to be able to reach every inch of her body and grab them. ...