Chapter 45 Hypersexuality
<b>Chapter </b><b>45</b><b>: </b><b>Hyperse.xuality </b>
<b><i>Tae</i></b><b><i>/</i></b><b><i>Computer </i></b><b>Guru</b><b>/</b><b>CG’s </b><i>P.O.V. </i>
“I want to fu.ck.”
This can’t be real. I must be dreaming. That’s the only exnation. I never actually got woken up by Blythe rubbing her sweet a.ss all over me. I don’t actually have my bare di.ck smashed between her perfect globes right now. No way. I’m probably rubbing up against her in my sleep, creeping her out.
Because no way in hell did Blythe just say she wants to fu.ck. Everything else that was happening… maybe. A very doubtful maybe. Maybe Karma talked her into it somehow. It was a long–shot, but… hey, maybe.
However… telling us she wants to fu.ck? Yeah right. This has to just be a dream. There’s no damn way Blythe would want that. Not with how our current rtionship is going.
That must mean that this is a dream. Which means that I can do what I want. I can fu.ck Dream Blythe. She’ll
love it,
“You want my co.ck, Fireball?” I whispered in her ear as one of my hands moved up to grip her throat.
“Yes,” she moaned, pushing her a.ss into me.
“Beg me for it,” I demanded before dragging my lips across her neck. “Tell me you want me, Bly.”
“”
“No, you two,” Karma cut her off. We both stopped and looked at him. “You are not doing this.”
I had no intention of stopping and, apparently, Bly didn’t either. She rolled half onto Karma, but kept her a.ss
on me. I had to move with her to keep my di.ck between her cheeks though. I didn’t even fu.cking care. I
followed Blythe until she was straddling Karma, and I was kneeling behind her.
“Blythe-”
“Why not?” She cut Karma off. “CG wants to.”
“Hell yeah I do,” I breathed out, leaning down to y with her ni.pples some more.
“Blythe, what is <i>wrong </i>with you?” Karma asked her. “Five minutes ago you were telling me to stop. We make you cu.m a <i>couple </i><i>of </i>times, and now you want to fu.ck?”
Blythe’s body shivered. Like her entire body. She got wetter and a deep moan escaped her. She must like the way Karma is talking <i>to </i>her. Little naughty fireball.
“T–three times,” she stuttered, smiling as she wiggled between the two of us. “You two made me cum three
times.”
Wait, what? Really?
“Shouldn’t that make you… less like this?” Karma asked with a raised brow.
Blythe giggled, and the <i>sound </i>filled my heart. I have to be dreaming. Bly is way too carefree right now.
“Somethin’s wrong with you,” Karma muttered.
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“Yeah, you’re not fu.cking me,’ she replied, leaning down to put her lips on his neck.
“She looks fucking so hot like this, I muttered. “On top of you… bent over for me… needy and desperate…”
“CG-”
“Fireball, let me tattoo our names on you,” I cut Karma off, not really giving a shit about anything other than Blythe right now.
“W–what?” She asked.
“Let me do it,” I said as I put my hand between her legs on her thigh. “Right here. Let me put our names here.
Whatever font you want. I want to im you.”
“B–b–but… w–what if I say no?” She whined.
“Well, I’m going to ask you until you say yes,” I replied teasingly. “I told <i>you </i>babe, I’m going to pester you for
the rest of our damn lives.”
“O–o–okay,” she stuttered. “But you have to fu.ck me first.”
And then Bly stuck her a.ss higher up. My co.ck slid down until I was against her dripping pu.ssy. My hands
shook as I gripped her hips.
“Fu.ck yes,” I muttered.
“CG,” Karma bit out. “Don’t you fu.ckin‘ dare. I gave you rules!”
“But this is a dream,” I mumbled. “Dream Blythe wants me.”
“What?” Karma asked, confused as Blythe giggled.
“He thinks he’s dreaming,” she whispered loudly. “Let him have some fun. Screw your rules.”
Suddenly, I was pushed back hard. I fell onto the floor on my back. By the time I scrambled to my feet, Karma had Blythe pinned to his chest with her facing me. Blythe giggled again, like this was the funniest sh.it ever.
Karma was ring at me.
“You’re not dreamin‘ CG,” he told me. “You can’t fu.ck her.”
I must not have looked convinced. It wasn’t the way Karma reacted, because, well, he really didn’t. It was Blythe. It was the giggle she let out as she spread her legs, giving me a fu.cking perfect view of her beautiful,
glistening, pretty pink pussy.
“Yeah fu.cking right,” I mumbled as I dropped to my knees in front of them, eyeing Bly’s pu.ssy. “This has to be
a dream.”
“Why? Because my pu.ssy is so pretty?<i>” </i>Blythe asked, giggling up a storm.
I looked up at her and then at Karma.
“You expect me to believe this ain’t a dream with her acting like that?” I asked him.
“I told you two that somethin‘ was fu.ckin‘ wrong,” he said.
I looked at Blythe again, who was trying to y with herself. Karma had to hold her hands to her sides so she’d stop. I’m struggling toe to terms with all this.
“No fu.cking way,” I muttered as I stood back up. “Why is she acting like that<b>?</b><b>” </b>
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“<b>I </b>don’t know,” Karma replied before looking down at Bly. “Spark, why are you actin‘ so… needy?”
“Not that we don’t like it!” I rushed out. “We do. A lot. But… it’s very out of character for you, Fireball.”
Bly shrugged and leaned against Karma’s chest.
“I get like this when I really like it,” she told us.
“Really like what?” Karma asked.
“Se.x stuff,” she replied.
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was abusive? Though, I guess it makes sense that he reeled her in with kindness and fake love.
“I’ve never felt like this before though,” she continued. “Not this…” she trailed off, sighing and wiggling against Karma. “Desperate. But everything feels better with you guys.”
Fu.ck, at least we have that.
“You came three times already though,” Karma said. “How can you still be desperate enough to act like this?”
Bly shrugged.
“Three times isn’t really that much,” she replied casually.
I don’t know whether to be angry about that or shocked. I’m both. Definitely both.
“How many is normal for you?” Karma asked her.
“Depends, I guess,” she said.
What am I even listening to right now? Did Bly’s husband turn her into a se.x freak?
“I–I’ve… always been that way, I guess,” she told us, her face tinging pink. “Tae was the first person who made me cu.m, and I did more than once that night too.”
My eyes widened and my co.ck throbbed.
Wait, does that mean that she can have… involuntary orgasms? It’s clear to us that Bly was abused, most likely in every sense. Does that mean that she would get like this when she didn’t want to?
“Does this happen every time you start havin‘ orgasm after orgasm?” Karma asked, keeping his tone light, but
I could see the fury in his eyes.
“I guess so,” she replied. “Sometimes before. It depends on how horny I am.”
“Is this… involuntary?” I asked.
Bly scrunched her face up at me like she was confused. Then her features softened, as if she knew what I was trying to ask. I hoped she did, because right now, she was giving answers and I didn’t want to ruin that by pretty much asking if she was ever ra.ped.
“I mean, I <i>don’t </i>choose to be like this, but it doesn’t happen for just anyone.” She told us. “It only happens when I’m really into it.”
Which means that it’s happened for somebody else before. Fu.cking bullsh.it. We were supposed to be her first. Her first everything.
“And how long does it usuallyst?” Karma asked her.
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Bly shrugged.
“This is the first time I didn’t get what I wanted,” she replied.
“We should give her what she wants,” I blurted.
Bly giggled as Karma said no.
“What’s going to happen when you snap out of this?<b>” </b>he asked her.
“What do you mean?” Bly replied, confused.
“Are you going to hate us for taking things as far as we did?” I asked.
“No way,” she said, smiling at me. “Well… I don’t know. I already kinda hate <i>you </i>all.”
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Bly stopped wiggling on Karma and her shoulders slumped slightly as the smile slowly fell from her face.
“Tell us why,” I practically begged. “What did we do?”
Bly’s electric eyes hardened, and I knew that whatever the hell was going on was now over. She didn’t look angry. She didn’t yell or try to move. She just sat in Karma’sp, looking at me like I was stupid for expecting
an answer.
“I’m going to go take a shower,” she announced after a moment.
“Fine,” Karma said as he held her close. “But we will have you like this again, and you will answer our questions.”
That wasn’t a threat, it was a fu.cking promise that we were all going to keep.
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