I haven't been able to please my boyfriend's sexual desires in a very long time. We have had an amazing relationship for years, but I really wanted to spice up our sex lives. I feel like I can't please him enough with our busy work schedules. I work days and he works nights so it's hard to have our time together for an evening of fun.nnToday at work I was feeling quite horny as usual. I wanted to plan an evening of something new. Late in the day, I got an amazing idea to surprise my boyfriend with something new.nnAfter work, I decided to go to a porn shop to just browse around and get different ideas. I have only been to a porn shop with Tim, so it was my first time going alone. It was exciting and at the same time, I could feel men stare me down as I walked up and down the isles curiously.nnI looked at the usual items that Tim and I would look for such as sexy lingerie and new porn DVD's. Today I was in the mood to try something completely different on him. I started browsing all the toy novelties. All I could think about as I was looking for a new toy was how beautiful Tim's ass is. Lately we have been into something new- which is 69ing while we both lick each others asses. I never explored this with another man so the thought of it turns me on so much. While we were having sex a couple of weeks ago, I lubed up his ass with my saliva and inserted my finger in his ass to see his reaction. I never heard Tim moan so loud in my life. I thought for sure that we woke up my roommate.nnAs that thought crossed my mind, I wanted to really get his full hard attention.

"I'll see you in a few days hon. Have you seen the news? No. Been busy, have you? Okay Tally, try not to miss me so much."nn"Oh Daddy, I really miss you, but I'm trying not to be too bored without you." The alluring brunette blew a kiss to Carly who was perched on the bed, waiting for her to come back. They'd barely gotten out of bed in the past few days, other than to eat, shower [ and fuck in the shower ] and then fuck again.nnGeorge had called yesterday and he and Carly had words - loud words. Natalia's sister-in-law told him she was staying away for a while "to think". Tally began kissing down the blonde's sexy body as she hung up the phone. "You won't be thinking too much for a while, babe!" she teased as she saw the blissful expression cross her face.nnNatalia sent her father a kiss and hung up. Steven then rejoined Silvia on the bed and she began sucking him to hardness. Since their first fuck, after every personal appearance, the young blonde had rushed back to whatever hotel they were booked in, gotten naked and insisted he fuck her as much as she wanted. Only his daughter-lover matched Silvia Anders for sexual ferocity.nnNatalia, cuddled with Carly in the oversize bed, knew her father's next appearance with Silvia Anders was in Chicago, he'd be gone for at least 3 more days, likely longer. Perfect. By then, she'd have all her plans in motion.

Chapter 07: OdysseynnJeannie boarded the bus in Omaha, excited to be finally moving to New York City and starting her dream. In her hand, she was clutching her tickets to New York and a catalogue from a school in New York that offered a fashion design degree. She could feel her heart beating quickly in her newly enhanced chest.nnUnlike the clothes which Jeannie wore working the truck stop and strip club parking lot as a prostitute, Jeannie was dressed conservatively. She was dressed in a red sweatshirt, blue jeans and a pair of sneakers. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a short pony tail that bobbed on the back of her head as she walked down the aisle.nnJeannie took her seat by the window. She looked out the window and saw her mother standing on the platform, tears streaming down her cheek. Jeannie knew that her mother loved her, but Jeannie also knew that she had to leave. She could never be anything other than a transexual hooker in Omaha, but in New York, she could remake herself completely.nnThe bus pulled out. Jeannie sat back with a huge smile on her face. She opened up her course catalogue and rested it on her lap. She started picking out courses that she might want to take. Jeannie didn't have much money left, but she figured she'd be able to make some quick cash once she got to New York and could start taking courses soon after arriving.nnLittle did Jeannie know that just getting to New York was going to be an adventure. In the eighth century BC, Homer wrote a poem about the hero Odysseus and his trip from Troy to Ithaca (the Greek place, not the place in New York). Poor Odysseus faced many obstacles on his trip home, and it took him a full ten years to get home to his dear wife Penelope. While certainly Odysseus' trip was more odious than Jeannie's upcoming bus trip, in an age when one could fly from Omaha to New York in a few hours, and week ahead for Jeannie would prove to be a test of hope and endurance. nnThe bus pulled out of Omaha just after nine o'clock in the evening, destined for Chicago.

This story has both fantasy and mind control aspects in it. This is a sequel to 'Be All That You're Meant To Be' and was prompted by discussions with RobotUnit8 about a lesbian take on that story. Whilst that previous story is a heterosexual in orientation you may find like to read it for background on a number of the characters featured here and what concubivores are.nnThe outfits, as is common in my stories, notably Marianne's, are drawn from examples I have seen in real-life and for the other characters from online images. This story has many influences including: the short movie 'Rosebud' (1991); the (as it turned out) ironic 'Bay of Married Pigs' softball episode of 'Sex and the City'; a television link between programmes which showed a lesbian businesswoman readying for a night out and a whole host of real incidents I witnessed while travelling around London, notably the scene with the woman explaining to her friend about the different qualities of leather trousers.nn*nnTom looked very pleased with himself as he walked into the bar and joined his three friends. He had known his fellow concubivore, Jake, for the past four centuries, maybe longer, and Carole, another of their species, certainly since the late nineteenth century. The larger woman dressed in denims, Della, was a more recent acquaintance but one who was certainly now firmly in their group. She was different from the other three in that she was a demoness from Nemarash. However, like the concubivores, she also enjoyed watching humans in all their diversity and occasionally playing with some of them, usually to achieve some sexually interesting outcome.nnUnlike the three concubivores, for whom sex provided the energies that they needed to survive, for Della, and Tom had no idea what a demoness needed to live on, it was all about pleasure. Della was a devout lesbian and believed that females of whatever species would get most from loving another female. She always took the opportunity to promote this view especially among the humans. Her powers to shape shift, to manipulate people's minds and to cross dimensions was in a different league to that of the concubivores. However, unlike many of her kind, she was unwilling to intervene in a heavy-handed way and it seemed to Tom that she had fallen in with them because she enjoyed the more cunning manipulations that the three concubivores used, often taking months to craft a rare individual into someone from whom they could derive the most delicious energies out of the best sex around. Concubivores did have limited glamour powers that enabled them to make people see them and feel about them in a positive way, but Tom had been speculating what different methods they could use if they could convince Della to play along. Then again, he needed heterosexual women and, maybe, Della would be unhappy at providing him and Jake with one.nn"Tom, you're looking well." Della said as he sat down. "I guess that is six months of the finest quality concubivore interaction.