Empty Nest: Chapter 93

For a minute, or maybe it was an hour, I sort of…dissolve into the white void of my empty mind. There was no room, no bed, no cock inside of me, nothing. For a moment, or maybe an eternity, I cease to exist.

…

Gently, gradually, my consciousness coalesces back into being. I am again floating in the white but this time it is empty expanse but a swaddling universe of warmth and love and safety and acceptance. SHE is with me now. The wan haze slowly dissipates to reveal the outside world again.

The first thing that comes to me as I return to my senses is that time had passed. I could not say how long but long enough for things to have changed. Heather was no longer inside of me, her absence leaving a gnawing hollow feeling in my blissfully glowing ass. I had been moved. No longer was I laying face down in a puddle of my own cum, I was now laying on my side curled up with the warm, heavy blankets over me. I had been cleaned. I could still feel a slickness inside my anus but lube, cum, and even sweat had been wiped from my body. I could be wrong but I think my hair had even been brushed. Most importantly…Heather lay facing me with her arms around me and her warm naked body pressed to mine. My head lay on her shoulder, my mouth and nose touching her breast, my right arm clutched to her torso, and my legs were pulled up between us in a fetal position.

Awed and overwhelmed I look up to find her gazing back down at me. The moment I see her face I am shook to my core. Something else had changed. Something inside of me and inside of her. As I stared into her rich, brown eyes…I could actually FEEL her love for me! I could feel it as if it were my own!

With a tender smile she lightly pets my head and whispers. “Hello, handsome.”

Struck speechless I can only stare. My vision blurs as tears fill my eyes. A moment later they spill to streak down my face.

“Ohhhh.” Heather kisses my head. “Why you crying, baby?”

“You’re so…beautiful! You’re…so…ohhhh! I love youuuu!”

“Oh, Elliot. I love you too, baby.” She pulls me in closer and nuzzles into my hair. “My boyyyy.”

The tears of joy quickly fade. Under her adoring gaze I sniffle and blink them away. “Oh my God. What happened?”

“It happened.” She says. ‘It’s done. I’m yours. You’re mine. The bond is made.”

Closing my eyes I bury my face in her boob and just cling to her with all my strength. Joy did not even come close to describing the all-encompassing happiness that I am feeling. The most perfect woman ever to walk the Earth loved me, truly loved me, and had accepted me as her own. Through the bond we’d just forged I could sense in my heart that she would never betray me, never leave me, and she would ALWAYS be there to look after me in good times and bad. I wasn’t alone anymore, and I never would be again. She had become a part of me and I a part of her. Her presence was the dominant one, that I could already feel, but it was a gentle and loving dominance. I knew that technically my freedom had been curtailed. I also knew that the woman who held the keys to my shackles loved me more than I loved myself.

The bond was…powerful. Frighteningly so. As urgently as breathing I am overcome with a need to make my woman happy. Just as she needed to love and care for me I am energized with an instinct to satisfy her every wish and need. Everything else in my life was suddenly trifling in comparison to being her provider and giving her the very best life that I could. She gave me a purpose and so much more. Only now, as I float among these new feelings, could I truly appreciate what the loss of Alexander would have meant for her. I could honestly say that I would rather tear out my own liver with my bare hands than spend even an hour knowing my lover was no more. The loss of my parents left me wounded but whole, the fracturing of this connection would break me in two and leave me as half of a man. In a very real way she was my better half.

“How are you feeling?” Heather asks, fingers twirling through my hair.

“Hahhh.” I let out a long breath and let my body relax. Stretching my legs out I turn to lay on my back. She turns with me to cuddle up against my side, her big semi-flaccid cock against my near leg and her leg over it. “I feel…reborn.”

“Oh my.”

“Or…like a hard reboot. Everything’s kinda the same but it’s been reset and refreshed. Ya know? Everything is…clearer now. Everything running smooth.” I smile, my fingers absently playing with her hair. “That was incredible.”

“Yes. It was.” She sighs and melts into me, laying her head down on my shoulder. “You were incredible.”

“It feels funny. I can…like…um…”

“Feel me?” She rubs my chest. “In here?”

“Mmm.” I hug her closer. “Exactly. I didn’t know I could be this happy.”

“And…the sex?”

“Ohhhhhh!”

“He he he! You were so brave!” She giggles. “And so…slutty! The way you were moaning and pushing back against me! On your first time! My goodness!”

I chuckle. “I couldn’t get enough of ya. Ohhhh, Heather! You’ve changed my whole world. My mind, my heart, my…ass.”

She laughs. Her hand drifts down my body. Finding my junk she begins to gently rub and tease my balls and cock.

Closing my eyes I stretch out and smile, savoring her touch. “Ya know.” I wiggle my hips once to make the glow down below flare up. “Mmm. I’m not as sore as I thought I’d be.”

“That’s the honey and the jelly working.” She says. “It cures, it heals, it renews. Sex that way will get easier but in some ways each time is almost like the first time.”

“Huh.”

“A good thing too.” She quips. “When I pulled out you could have driven the express train through that booty hole.”

“PFFFT!” I explode in a big honest to goodness belly laugh. “Heather! Oh my God! Ha ha ha!”

“He he he! Just sayin.”

“Nasty woman.” I pinch her fleshy side.

“He he he!”

“How long was I out for?”

“You weren’t actually out.” She says, her hand still caressing my manly bits. Needless to say she was getting a rise out of me. And thanks to our new connection I didn’t even need to feel her cock swelling like it was to know that her desire was rising as well.

“I wasn’t?” I say. “I don’t…remember anything.”

“Mmm.” She presses into my harder. “You were cooing and babbling, sorta squirming around. Totally helpless. You were so cute. He he he. You were like a great big baby man.”

“Oh God! That’s embarrassing.”

“It is not.” She boops my nose before returning to stroking my dick. “You were precious. And I was right there looking after my man. You were perfectly fine. To answer your question, you were like that for maybe an hour and a half.”

“An hour and a half! That’s…not going to happen every time?”

“Not like that, no.” She assures me. “You might get a bit ooey-gooey after good anal sex though.”

Another chuckle as I shake my head. “Ooey-gooey? What even is that?”

“You’ll know it when you feel it.” She kisses my chest. “My ooey-gooey guy.”

“So that’s it. It’s done. I’m yours.”

“Forever and ever.”

I smile. “Thank you!”

“The pleasure was all mine.”

“Now that you got me…” I peer down my body at her hand gliding up and down my rock hard erection. “…what do you plan on doing with me?”

“Heh, heh, heh.” She begins to move, lifting herself from the bed and throwing a leg across to straddle me. “Anything I want!”

Chapter 94