Who is the Real Luke Davis? - Sex Stories

Who is the Real Luke Davis?

... was no chemistry. Poor "Confused" might find out that reality seldom matches up to whatever fantasies she was harboring.

And what if "Confused" turned out to be somehow better than Kyra? That seemed impossible, but what if, for whatever reason one might imagine, he turned out to like her more? Well in that case, Kyra herself admitted to being, quite naturally and understandably, "confused" about what she ultimately wanted out of her relationship with Luke. Was she so sure of their possible future together that she would want to stand in the way of Luke's possible future dream girl wife, companion, and mother of his son? After all, it wasn't that long ago that Kyra herself was a girl with fantasies, not that unlike "Confused."

As for poor "Confused," in the very unlikely event she was real, well maybe he owed it to her to meet her face to face, so she could see it in his eyes, that her fantasy was not to be. She could get on with her life and he could get on with his. Then again, maybe if it was Kyra, she'd stand him up and try to maintain the subterfuge? He couldn't be certain how it would play out. But this course of action he'd decided on seemed to Luke like the safest course, the one that accounted for the most contingencies.

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Luke sat in the food court at the mall, at a small table for two beside the large potted palm underneath the escalator. He nervously scrolled through his phone, keeping an eye on the time. It was almost 2pm. He felt a tap on ...

... his shoulder and turned to see an extremely attractive blonde with a stunning smile. Somewhat to his surprise, it was not Kyra.

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"Confused" was, in the flesh and in fact, Kyra's best friend, Melanie, whom Luke had never met. He'd never met any of her school friends. Mel was a total knockout, arguably more beautiful and definitely more popular in school than Kyra. As her best friend, Mel was the only person in whom Kyra had confided as all this had developed, first her infatuation with Luke, then her discovery of his secret stories, the effect they had on her, the secret correspondence, and how it all brought them together.

A few weeks before, they had talked after school, sitting in Mel's car.

"Mel, he writes stories about sex, like on this website, and the girl in a lot of the stories is his babysitter, and the way he describes her, she looks a lot like me. She acts like me. She even talks like me."

"Oh My God!" Mel was sincerely shocked. "Does he write about having sex with you? I mean the girl that looks like you in these stories?"

"Let's see...in the stories I've read, he jerks off in the shower imagining my lips around his cock. When I leave after babysitting he imagines burying his face between my legs and making me cum. We keep doing more and more stuff, getting closer and closer, until it all leads up to where he spends a weekend with me at a cabin where all we do is fuck. And there's more, so much more. I could go on and on."

"Oh my god ...