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Jaycee's Blog - Wed, Feb 2
🕑 Added 2022-02-02 11:30:56 +0000 UTCThis past weekend was supposed to be quiet and relaxing, but I got a surprise visit: Brooke showed up. She'd casually asked me what my plans were earlier last week, but I thought she was just making polite conversation. Turns out she was planning to drop by unannounced and party for a few days—as much as we can party nowadays anyway.
But the biggest surprise (literally!) wasn't Brooke, it was who she came with.The girl (to put it mildly) was as tall as I was, and probably a lot stronger. She was bodybuilder fit with most of her visible skin (except her face) covered in exquisite tattoos. She had piercings in her lips, nose, ears and eyebrows, and (as I would discover later) in many other unmentionable places (which, I'm happy to mention, proved quite entertaining the the days that followed). And what about her bust, you ask? Oh, it was a sight! Her massive breasts (definitely fake!) jutted proudly from her chest and advertised her pride in her body. Instead of shaking my extended hand when Brooke introduced us, she drew me into a bear hug and cradled my head into her bosom in such a way that I could neither speak nor breathe.
"Jaycee!" she exclaimed, "it's so good to meet you. Brooke keeps talking about you like you're the Eight Wonder of the world."
"MffMMmmFFf!" I answered, giving her a thumbs up.
"Jaycee, this is Poison, my girlfriend."
I'm not joking, that was really her name. And it wasn't a stage name, that's really what her parents named her. It's the name on her driver's license and medicare card. With a name like that and her rather spectacular appearance, you'd think she'd be all acid and darkness, but she was in fact one of the sweetest persons I've met. She was lively and cheerful, in stark contrast with her appearance. We sat down in the living room. I served everyone beer and we chatted for a while. I noticed Poison kept glancing around as if she expected someone else to pop in.
"Is everything okay?" I asked.
"I'm looking for... you know, them."
"Them?" I said. "Who do you mean?" I gave Brooke a questioning glance.
"She knows," Brooke said, sipping from her beer like it was nothing. "She's really into that stuff."
"You told her?" I said with shock. "This is a secret! We can't tell people, we can't attract attention. Remember the...you know!"
"Yeah," Brooke said, "but don't worry, Poison's a wicca and stuff. She's on our side."
I turned to Poison. "I'm sorry, this isn't about you. I don't mean to be rude, but I we had real trouble with some bad people last year. It cost us a lot."
Her smile disappeared. "I know," she said. "I'm sorry for your loss. But I'm dying to meet them. Can't you get them to come out?"
"We're already out."
I immediately recognized Attitude's voice. I turned toward the stairs and found all four faeries hovering there. Well, it looked like I had no say in the matter—not that I ever do—so I proceeded to introduce them all to Poison. They immediately seemed to take a liking to her. They even said she had a great name, one that would be perfect for a faerie. It was the strangest thing to watch. Poison didn't seem one bit afraid of them. On the contrary, she interacted with them as if they were old, dear friends. There was a comfortable banter between them and I swear, I actually saw Attitude laugh. I'm not joking.
Anyway, with those introductions made, I brought up that we should make plans for the weekend. There wasn't much that was open, but museums were always an option. Both Brooke and Poison laughed. They clearly had other plans in mind. Plans that, I discovered, involved the faeries.
You see, Poison loves sex. A lot. In almost any form. As soon as Brooke had told her about the faeries, she'd begged her to come visit and introduce them. She wanted to try all sorts of fantasies, and that's what we did all weekend long. Some of those fantasies might be too wild for these pages, but I'll say this: I've never been in a threesome like that. At times, I was myself with boobs; at others, I was a muscular version of myself. At one point, I swapped bodies with Poison and got to enjoy her boobs (and other attributes) from the owner's perspective (and let me tell you, her orgasms are mind-blowing).
Of course, Naughtybelle (to whom I'm still subjugated) was only too happy to hand the reins over to Poison, who had quite a bit of fun "puppeteering" me into her (mostly willing) sex toy. It seemed that anything she wished for, the faeries were willing to provide.
Now, some of you may wonder: did I sleep with Brooke at any point during this adventure? Well, yes and no. At some point, I was in Brooke's body (and boy are those boobs fun to play with) and she was in mine. We were real drunk on sex (and from other substances), so there were...you know...moments between us. Penises got erected, vaginas got penetrated, orgasms were had. Plenty, plenty of those. I seem to also recall a muscular tattoos amazon with a giant dick also having her turn while she was penetrated from behind by my original body.
Honestly, it's a bit of a haze now. Brooke and Poison were supposed to leave Sunday night, but decided to extend their stay all through Monday. I took a sick day for Monday, then another yesterday to recover from their visit. Slept most of the day. Drank lots of fluids. Cleaned up the mess they left behind. Slept some more.
I might have dreamed of banging Poison at some point. Or maybe it was Sophie that was made to look like Poison. I'm fine with either one, really.
What a weekend. How was yours?
--Jaycee
Comments
A Man with Joe Name
Compared to that? I think everyone's weekend was rather depressing. LOL
