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Archive name: sexilepsy.txt (MF, exh, nc, mast)
Authors name: Puera Amare (pueramare@hotmail.com)
Story title : Sexilepsy (MF, exh, nc, mast)
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This is an original story by me. Please do not alter in
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Sexilepsy (MF, exh, nc, mast)
by Puera Amare (pueramare@hotmail.com)
***
You have heard of Narcolepsy? That's where you fall
asleep unexpectedly. And Epilepsy? That's where a person
loses control of their body unexpectedly. Well I just got
back from the doctor, and he says I have Sexilepsy.
***
The following is a work of pure fiction. If it is not
legal or moral for you to read works of sexual fiction,
then don't. The following story contains sex in public.
If this offends you, then do not read it. If you have
problems telling the difference between stories and
reality, then don't read it. Send questions, comments, or
complaints to me at: pueramare@hotmail.com
***
You have heard of Narcolepsy? That's where you fall
asleep unexpectedly. And Epilepsy? That's where a person
loses control of their body unexpectedly. Well I just got
back from the doctor, and he says I have Sexilepsy. No,
this does not mean I am addicted to sex, though I do
enjoy it, my normal urges are quite normal.
It sounds like some kind of a bad pickup line. "Hey babe,
you look like you got Sexilepsy, come back to my office
and we can play doctor to cure it." The only problem was
that it was true. I think what really convinced the
doctor was when he was examining me and I had an episode
and he was suddenly made naked from my attack.
You see, since I was about 16, I would get sudden urges
to have sex. These urges where much more than just
getting horny, no when I got these urges, nothing else
mattered: no morals, no digressions, and no way to stop
me till I was fulfilled. When I was young and at home, it
was usually enough just to masturbate myself off. There
was the time though that my brother walked into my
bedroom just as an attack started, but that is a
different story.
Now days, nothing will satisfy me except a full pussy.
Fortunately, a dildo will do. I usually carry one around
with me in my purse, and I have been pretty good about
keeping the urges abated long enough to get to a restroom
to get myself off.
So what made me go to the doctor for something like this?
Well, I am not always able to control it. Let me tell you
of the event that drove me to the doctor.
One evening I was coming home late from work on the park
and ride commuter bus. This is one of those busses that
you ride from a parking lot on the edge of town into
downtown, so there are no stops on the way usually.
It was the last run of the evening and being such it was
fairly empty. There were about 5 people on the bus
including me. I was near the back and the only other
person back there was some teenager, maybe about eighteen
or nineteen years old.
It was about halfway through the trip when suddenly it
happened. I needed sex. I had ridden this bus many times
before and never had an attack, though I feared it might
happen someday, and now it was, and it was a big attack.
I tried to suppress it, but that I knew was futile. I
could feel my whole body tingling with sexual desires. My
pussy instantly responded its wet reply. My nipples went
erect and each movement I made sent sensations through
them as they rubbed the fabric of my bra.
"Wait till the car, wait till the car." My inner voice
cried out to me, but in an ever-softer voice that was
already being drowned out by my need for sex.
Then it was too much. I lost control of my body and it
now controlled me. It wanted sex, and it was going to get
it. I was now just a by-stander.
My hand dived into the purse and had the dildo out and at
ready. My other hand had hiked up my business skirt and
was fiddling around with sliding the panties aside. When
the panties did not cooperate, the hand grabbed them and
ripped them bodily from me.
A moment later and dildo was pressed against my wet
womanhood and my hand pressed it in. It felt absolutely
wonderful. It felt like a tall glass of ice-cold water
tastes when you are just out of the desert.
A loud moan escaped my lips. The last bit of control I
had on my body was used up to look around and see if
anyone heard me. The boy in back with me did. He was
staring at me. Fortunately, he could not see through the
seat in front of me to see I had a large dildo stuffed up
my cunt and was working it in and out in a fury.
"Just try to keep quiet." I told my deaf body. I moaned
again, louder this time.
Oh, no! He not only heard it, he was getting up and
coming back to my row.
"Stop!" Shouting to myself in barely a mental whisper. I
knew though there would be no stopping.
Now he was standing over me. He just kind of stared at me
dumbly watching my handwork vigorously beneath my skirt.
I am not sure what my body was thinking of next, but my
free hand then pulled the skirt back up so he could see
better this dildo that kept being shoved into my pussy
and pulled back out again.
"Are you.?" He started to ask a question of me, but he
was interrupted. My body wanted more, it wanted him and I
could not stop it.
My hands reached up and grabbed him and pulled him into
the row and had his pants and shorts to his knees in a
matter of seconds. He had a surprised look on his face,
but did not fight back. He was already pretty stiff and
fairly well hung. But I did not get to look upon his
member long. I planted him in the seat next to me and
quickly got on his lap.
"Wait, I. uh." He obviously had some objection that my
body would not have listened to anyway, but as my pussy
slid down his cock, it sucked those objections out of
him.
My body was telling me how wonderful this was, it was so
much better than that dildo. Indeed it did feel
wonderful. It was warm and it was real. I suddenly
realized my body would be hard pressed to take a dildo to
salve these attacks anymore.
My body bounced up and down on his while my pussy flexed
and milked on his dick. I was very close to cumming and I
could feel he was too. Right on the verge of orgasm, my
body suddenly slowed down and drew it out as long as
possible. I felt waves of spasms up and down my vaginal
walls alternately squeezing and releasing him. I felt him
in nearly perfect synchronicity flexing and squirting
deep into my body. It was absolute nirvana.
Slower still, my body finally came to rest on his lap.
Both of us were exhausted. I looked up and saw the other
passengers were all looking back at us. The bus was
stopped, and the doors were open, but everyone had opted
for watching us instead of departing.
My body suddenly left me in control. Very real was the
cock still semi-hard that was stuffed in my pussy. Very
real was the sex I had just had with a stranger. And very
real were all the people gawking at my body's escapades.
I had to leave.
In a quick swipe, I grabbed the handles of my purse and
bolted out the door. It was on odd feeling having the
teenaged dick pulled out of me so quickly, but I did not
look back. I don't know what the kid did after that, or
what he thought, or what his name was. I just knew I had
to get out of there. My body had gone to far.
What if the boy had been younger? What if there had been
children present? What if he had been married? What if he
had a disease? It was these questions that drove me to
the doctor. I had to try and get this under control, if
not for myself then for my unborn child. You see I now
carry that teenager's child in my womb.
Oh, no! It is happening again!
"Someone fuck me!"
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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