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  Sext Messages

  Lily Angelo

  Copyright © 2012 by Lily Angelo

  Publish Green

  212 3rd Ave North, Suite 290

  Minneapolis, MN 55401

  612.455.2293

  This is a work of fiction. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the written prior permission of the author.

  ISBN: 978-1-938296-37-6

  Til Death Do Us Part?

  J. Doe:Tell me something good baby

  Me:Jesus loves u. Is that good enuf?

  J. Doe:Really Lily?

  Me:Yes, Jesus loves all the children of the world… red, yellow, black & white :)

  J. Doe:Ok, tell me something else good then

  Me:“I” love u

  J. Doe:That’s better, I love you too. Are you going to tell me a story 2night?

  Me:As a matter of fact, I did have a ltl something in mind. R u ready to get n2 it?

  J. Doe:Believe it

  Me:This is a story about a girl named Kim and a guy named Leo. Kim and Leo meet on the playground in elementary school. Kim was on the swings.

  “Hey, what’s your name?” Kim asked sailing through the air.

  “Leo,” the young boy answered

  “I’m Kim. Will you push me, Leo?” Leo gladly did as she asked. “Higher Leo! Higher!” From that day forward, Kim and Leo were inseparable. One day Kim and Leo were walking home from school when three little boys riding bicycles decided they were going to bully Kim and Leo. The three boys circled them like a shark attack, taunting them and making crude remarks. Tommy, Kim’s neighbor, used to play with Kim regularly until his parents made him stop. After so much teasing, he was the one to say, “Okay guys, that’s enough. Let’s just leave them alone.” But David, the leader, was jealous of Leo and had made up his mind that Leo was going to suffer for his friendship with Kim. He got off his bike and pushed Leo, trying to provoke a fight.

  “Stop it, David! Leave us alone!” Kim yelled.

  David pushed Leo too many times and Leo swung, punching David in the jaw. They fell to the sidewalk in a vicious brawl. Leo held his own against the larger and older David. Leo was getting the best of David, when David’s other comrade, Joel, picked up a bolder & smashed it on the back of Leo’s calf, causing Leo to fall on his side.

  “No!” Kim shouted as David and Joel stomped Leo. “Help him, Tommy!” Kim cried out.

  But Tommy was so nervous and confused that he didn’t know what to do. However, Tommy did say, “Let’s go guys. Leave him alone, we won.” But Tommy and Kim’s pleads fell upon deaf ears as David and Joel continued to stomp Leo. Kim sees David going back for the bolder Joel used to crush Leo’s leg. (This is when everything begins to move in slow motion.) All sound dissipates except for the Doberman Pinschers barking in the background. Neon-green light glows from Kim’s eyes and her hair whips wildly around her face. The two Doberman Pinschers make an impossible leap over the fence and maul Leo’s attackers. Tommy just stands there shocked and frightened as his friends are devoured by the dogs. Their bodies are bloody and torn. The dogs’ owner hears his K-9’s ripping through the flesh of the young boys and he speeds out his back door to have them retreat, but it’s too late; David and Joel have been ripped to shreds. (Things come back into focus.) Tommy is shaking in fear, and Kim kneels beside her battered friend. The dogs’ owner calls 911 on his cell phone and locks his animals away again. A crowd gathers as the police, paramedics and animal control arrive at the scene. Tommy flees on his bicycle to avoid questioning. The dog owner calls Kim’s and Leo’s parents. Kim and Leo are taken to the closest hospital where they find out Leo has a fractured tibia and rib. The parents meet outside of Leo’s room, discussing his injuries while Kim slips inside the room to check on her friend. She stands at his bedside & wraps her small hand around his index finger.

  “Leo, are you okay?” Kim’s voice is small and innocent.

  “Yeah, I’m okay.” he assures her. His face is bruised and swollen. Kim closes her eyes & runs her hand down Leo’s face, chest, and leg. She’s whispering something, but Leo can’t quite hear her words. Whatever she’s does, relieves his pain and puts him into a deep sleep. Kim takes a step back and watches her friend sleep soundly.

  “Kim, it’s time to go home,” her mother calls to her.

  The next day, Leo shows up at school without a scratch; the bruises and broken bones are completely healed. They continue their friendship throughout middle school, high school, college and eventually get married. Tommy never tells anyone about what he witnessed that day. Kim and Leo never speak about it either, but Leo knows there’s more to Kim than what meets the eye.

  (Flash forward 26 years.) Kim and Leo are in their mid-30s and happily married. They both have successful careers, they’ve purchased a new home, and things are good. One afternoon Leo and his colleagues go out for lunch to celebrate a new account his consulting firm has acquired. He orders chicken alfredo and a salad, but forgets to check the ingredients included in the sauces and dressing. The salad dressing contains peanut oil and sends Leo into anaphylactic shock. His throat swells shut in a matter of seconds and he dies on the restaurant floor. Kim nearly falls apart when she gets the phone call. she races to the hospital calling her parents and Leo’s parents. she paces in the lobby crying, waiting for someone to arrive so she won’t have to view the body alone. Leo’s parents arrive first and walk her in to the room to view Leo’s body. He hadn’t been dead very long and he looked like himself, just sleeping. Kim flashed back to the day when they were kids and she watched him sleep in the hospital bed, knowing that the next day he’d show up at school good as new. But this time was different—it wasn’t a matter of healing his wounds, she would have to raise the dead to get Leo back. She wept endlessly as she held the stiff body of her lover and friend.

  “I can’t let you go…. I can’t let you go… I won’t let you go…” she sobbed in agony.

  Finally, Kim’s parents arrive and they all gather in a family hug to console one another.

  Kim’s parents follow her home and tell her they’ll be staying with her for the next few months to help her cope with her Leo’s death. That night, Kim’s mother comes to her bedside and strokes her hair.

  “We’ll get through his together, Kimberly,” Her mother said tenderly.

  “I miss him. I need him. He was my other half. I won’t be without him, Mom,” Kim sobbed into her mother’s lap.

  “Kimberly, you know what you speak of is forbidden. He won’t come back the same man. You know this,” her mother warned.

  Kim didn’t say anything else, she just cuddled in her mother’s arms and cried herself to sleep.

  A blasting crack of thunder woke Kim in the middle of the night. She laid there, on her back, with her hands folded across her stomach, listening to the sound of heavy rain drops beat against her window. All she could think about was how she wished her lover was there to hold her through the storm. Her nipples hardened and her midsection yearned for Leo’s touch as she flashed back to the countless times they’d made love in the bed she was now laying in alone. Kim grew angry at the thought of not having her lover there beside her—angry at life, angry at the world, angry at Leo for not checking the contents of his food, “How could he be so careless,” she thought. As the rolling thunder fueled her anger, Kim made the decision that she wasn’t going to accept the lonely, painful cards Leo’s death had dealt her. “No!” she thought to herself, “Not when there’s something I can do about it.” she leapt from her bed in a tornado-like rage. She dressed herself as quickly as she could and dashed to her car. She drove like
a wild woman with nothing to lose through the wet, isolated city streets. Her car jolted as she slammed the breaks and threw the gear shift into park, in front of the mortuary. Her eyes glowed with neon-green light once again, and the wind encompassing her was violent and defiant like her emotions. Kim waved her hand over the door knob and it opened voluntarily. She marched to the lower levels of the mortuary where Leo’s body was being kept—she could sense his location. When she entered the freezer room, her eyes landed directly on the drawer with Leo’s name tag on it. She gently slid his cold, glistening body out. A tear rolled down her cheek as she looked upon his lifeless corpse. She rubbed the side of his face and bent to kiss his chilled, stiff lips. she used her power to float his body to an empty gurney a few feet away. Thunder roared and the lightning cast fleeting shadows across the room as Kim scanned his naked, pale corpse—she saw that his member was as hard and stiff as the rest of his body. Once again, Kim’s nipples hardened as they’d done when she was lying in bed thinking of her fallen lover. Her garments fell to the floor as she stepped closer to Leo’s body. She rubbed his chest and carefully mounted him. The dead man’s staff filled all of her as whispers of her mother’s warning played in her head, “What you speak of is forbidden. He won’t come back the same man.” Kim didn’t care how he came back, as long as he did come back and they would be together again. Kimberly ignored her mother’s warning, grinding wickedly on top of Leo’s corpse. She started the sacred chant of her ancestors that brought the dead back to life. Thunder shook the building as she rode Leo harder and chanted louder. As she was gradually approaching her climax, something started to happen. She could feel Leo pushing himself into her, but his eyes remained closed. The thought of being with Leo again excited her, so she bounced and shouted as to ignite Leo’s life again. Kim climaxed, but Leo’s body didn’t move anymore. She lifted her leg to dismount him, but as she did, Leo’s eyes opened –glowing neon-green, the same way hers glow when she uses her powers. In a split second, Leo rose up, grabbed Kim, and sunk his fangs deep into her neck………..

  J. Doe:Cooooool… I liked it. I’m beginning to think you’re a little sick though-she humped a corpse. So is Leo a vampire now?

  Me:I am a little sick, but only enough to keep things interesting. ;) I don’t know if Leo’s going 2 b a vampire yet. U know I like to give my creatures multiple super-powers… He might b part vampire, part werewolf, part warlock, part demon… U never know…

  J. Doe:Well pat yourself on the back, you have another satisfied reader tonight.

  Me:I’m glad and thank you. It was fun to write. Ready for another busy day 2mrw?

  J. Doe:Actually, the hard part is over. It’s sitting through all these meetings and being away from you that’s a challenge.

  Me:Awwwwe, u so sweet! Miss u 2! :) I’m about 2 turn in. Same bat-time, same bat-place 2mrw?

  J. Doe:No question!

  A Surprise

  J. Doe:Hey

  Me:Hello there. How r u this evening?

  J. Doe:Very well. I’ll be even better when I’m back home with you again.

  Me:I cudn’t agree more. We only have a week apart (glass half full). Absence makes the heart grow fonder, rit? I’ve been thinking about u.

  J. Doe:Dido…. tell me more

  Me:Just thinking how much I want your hands all over me :)

  J. Doe:Allow me to expand on that thought…. my hands, my tongue, my everything all over you! Did you do any writing today?

  Me:Yes

  J. Doe:Still have enough juice left to tell me a story?

  Me:Of course, I do ;). U ready?

  J. Doe:Always!

  Me:It’s the morning of our 1yr anniversary. I waken to a note laying on your pillow, surrounded by pink rose petals. It says, “Went to IHOP to grab us some breakfast. I’ll be back shortly. Prepare to get swept off your feet. Happy Anniversary!” I sit up & stretch and as I look around our bedroom, I see that the whole bed and floor are covered in pink rose petals. (I’m smiling from the inside out at this point.)

  J Doe:You’re going to make it hard for me to compete in the romance department Lily.

  Me:Just take notes :). Even if u do the stuff I write about, I’d still love it just the same…. But any way, back 2 our story.

  My eyes r overwhelmed with delight at the sight of all the rose petals. You’ve also left me a bouquet of pink roses on our dresser and a huge pink box sitting beside it. I get out of bed and eagerly rush to the box. I sit the box on the floor, pushing the big poufy ribbon aside. I open the box to find another smaller box within, then another, and another until I finally reach the smallest one. Piece by piece, I peel back layers of pink and white tissue paper to find a sheer, sun dress and another note that says, “Your anniversary outfit.” I hold the dress up to get a better look at it and size it against my body, when I hear your keys jiggling at the door. I scurry down the hall to greet u, throwing my arms around u and giving u a big ol’ juicy, wet kiss as you walk into the house.

  “Thank you, Baby! U r so sweet!”

  “You’re welcome. You deserve it, Beautiful. Have you been in the bathroom yet?” you ask, sitting our food on the kitchen counter.

  “No! Is there more!?!” I clamor in excitement.

  “I always pull out all the stops for you, Babe,” pecking me on the cheek.

  I turn around and head towards the bathroom. The bathroom is filled with pink and white helium-filled balloons, confetti, and a basket of my favorite perfumes, body washes, and lotions from Victoria’s Secret.

  J. Doe:Nice touch, I like what I’m doing in this one.

  Me:I know right, Me too!

  So I’m standing in front of the vanity mirror, sample-smelling the different scents from my gift basket when you come up behind me and put your hands around my waist, softly kissing my neck. My silk negligée wrinkles under your grasp. I close my eyes and tilt my head further to the side to encourage your kisses. Your hands crawl from my waist up to my breasts. You continue to nibble at my neck, I arch my back into your groin, and I feel you growing harder against my backside. U push the straps of my nightgown off my shoulders. In the mirror, I watch our reflections as you kiss my neck and fondle my breasts, pushing and squeezing them 2gether, gently tweaking my nipples. Your kisses make a path down the center of my back and you run your hands up and down the sides of my body. Your kisses halt and you swirl your tongue just above the separation of my ass cheeks, rolling my panties to the floor. You get on your knees and use both your hands to massage my ass. Then you slowly spread my cheeks apart and tickle my anus with the tip of your tongue. Your tongue becomes greedy and you drag it from end to end, taking long, moist licks. You slowly start to ease a finger into my warm, drenched entrance. My tight walls cling to your finger as u push it further inside. My temperature rises, my breath is labored, and my legs shake. U know I’m close, so you stand up to unleash your pole. Your pants fall to the ground and you patiently enter me from behind.. We grind passionately against the bathroom sink as you grip my hair and smack my ass. We climb and reach our peak 2gether.

  J. Doe: It’s ridiculous how hard my d*#$ is right now…. Is the story over?

  Me:Do u want it 2 b?

  J. Doe:No, keep going. I like to see you write on-the-fly. It’s crazy how your mind works and that you can express your thoughts. I can see all the things you text me.

  Me:Thanx hun. So I’ll keep going then…..

  So after we make love by the sink, we take a shower and microwave the breakfast you brought back for us. After breakfast, we lounge around the house and watch TV until late afternoon. I fall asleep on the couch, but you wake me up & tell me to get dressed, handing me the anniversary dress. I take it to the bedroom and put it on. I come out to find you standing by the door with a large picnic basket.

  “So we’re having a picnic?” I ask.

  “Something like that,” you reply patting me on the booty as I walk out the door.

  You take me for a romantic ride along
the California coast, playing our favorite grooves. We park on a secluded hilltop overlooking the ocean. The sun is low in the sky and the breeze is perfect. You get a blanket and the picnic basket from the backseat, and we walk to a spot that has the best view of the sunset. My dress dances in the breeze as I watch you unfold the blanket and smooth it over the grass. I sit down beside you and watch curiously as you remove the contents of the basket. There’s a bottle of my favorite champaign, 2 champaign flutes, strawberries, and whip cream.

  You poor us a glass of champaign, then take a strawberry and dip it into the whip cream. You lightly smear a bit of the whip cream across my bottom lip before putting the strawberry in my mouth. I sensually bite down into the fruit. You slowly withdraw the strawberry from my mouth and suck the traces of whip cream from my mouth. You dip your finger into the whip cream and dabble it from my neck to the center of my chest. Chills rush through me and I clinch your arms and pull you closer, knotting your shirt in my fists. The waves crash calmly against the shore line, relaxing me and I recline to my back. Your body follows mine as l lay back and you tease my lips with soft kisses. I release the buttons on your shirt one-by-one as our tongues collide, making me burn with desire. U raise to your knees to scoop more whip cream with your finger, but this time you glide it across my toes. U take my calf and raise my leg, sucking the whip cream from each toe. You kneed and caress my foot and kiss my ankle. Your tender kisses trail their way up my legs until your grazing the inside of my thighs with your lips. You press your mouth against my panties and thump my clitoris with your tongue. I place one hand on the back of your head, the other on my breast, and roll my hips into your face. My panties become a nuisance, so you pull them down and I lift my hips to assist in their departure. Your soft kisses border my clit and I shift my hips from side to side trying to get your tongue back to its proper place. I surrender the struggle and wait for you to please me at your will. You slip two fingers into my swollen cunt, I squeeze my nipple and tremble at your tongue’s command. I tingle from the inside out and my breaths are heavy. The pressure mounts inside of me and I bite into my bottom lip, my toes curl, and my back arches….. I arrive!……