Jake's Magic Remote XVI - Favors - Sex Stories

Jake's Magic Remote XVI - Favors

... drink of water. Sitting in the Wexlers’ living room, with a glass of water by his side and his phone in hand, Jake took a moment to look back at some of the images he’d saved. Particularly those from the last week. Petra had come into possession of a veritable treasure-trove of candid pictures of herself. She wouldn’t tell him anything about how, although it was obvious she’d “acquired” them from Jeremy, the weird neighbor k**. When Jake pressed the issue, she told him not to worry about it and that Jeremy had been “suitably punished for his transgression.” The pictures were really great. On some level, Jake couldn’t blame the poor guy for watching. Petra was beautiful in any light, doing anything. There were some really high quality shots of her running or swimming or just smiling and chatting with people out of the frame. One of his favorites was a picture of her sitting on a stone step in a pleated skirt, reading a book. Jeremy had run the image through a filter or two, pulling detail out of the shadows and revealing the outline of Petra’s sex against her white panties. Jake glanced down past the picture at his cock, already starting to stiffen again. Perfect, he thought. After all, it wouldn’t do to have Natalia’s “dream” be unable to perform. He finished his water and left the glass in the sink, walking back up toward the bedroom. Natalia grinned as she jacked off the fake Jake in her bed. Finally, it was happening! Well, not really, but close enough! She was having a ...

... lucid dream of him, and she planned to take full advantage of it. She would have preferred just going next door and fucking the man herself, but she knew that Sarah was not a fan of “open” relationships. She also knew that she was ovulating this week, and it was a very, very bad idea to fuck another man, even with a condom on. She needed to make Saul a baby. But the last time she had hallucinated Jake’s cock, she’d come back out of it riding Saul anyway, so this dream was fair game, and she wanted to play. She told him as much, too. “You have no idea how I ache for this lately,” she said, leaning down and running her tongue up the side of his shaft. He still tasted a little like her, warm and sweet. “Is that- mm- so?” Jake replied. Natalia chuckled. “Today, in the garden, you were pulling weeds without a shirt,” she told him, again jacking his beautiful dick toward her face. “When you said hello to me, it drove me wild. You could have bent me over and fucked me right there.” Jake scoffed. “You say that, but I’m not real. The morning light would change your mind.” “No,” Natalia said sternly, looking up at him. “It would not,” Jake - dream-Jake, that is - raised an eyebrow in that sexy way he always did. “Careful,” he said teasingly, “I might walk over into Jake’s dreams and tell him that.” Natalia grinned. “Do so. Tell him I want him inside me. Tell him to fuck me. Tell him to walk into my house and take me.” She wriggled her ass at him, shifting her knees under herself and ...