The Creation of another world

Quinn arose that morning the same way that all males did in the morning, still not mentally aware of his surroundings and with a fresh boner in his boxer shorts. The fact that he had out late the night before wasn't helping the overall effect, his first instinct was to turn over in his bed and make sure that he had not ended up with some really fat and ugly girl as was often the case when he got that shitfaced. He sighed in relief as he found that he was not sharing the bed with some fat girl. "Now let's see what crazy shit this new day brings" he said to himself as he rose from the bed still wearing nothing but his boxer shorts and the boner, again like most men he was planning to a rather direct method of ensuring that boner would disappear. He smiled as he walked out of his room and made his way towards the bathroom, but something stopped him dead in his tracks.

Her name was Stacy, and to say the least Quinn was more then a little surprised, she usually didn't get out of bed until after he did. "How long have I been out?" he asked as he eyes took her gorgeous frame in. Stacy was a few years younger then Quinn, in her early twenties, much shorter then he was she stood about 4"11' while he was an inch or two over six feet, it was a strange sight to see indeed on the rare occasion that they went out together. Her raven black hair was a little over shoulder length long, she would sometimes streak her hair with blond to add a little color but this was not one of those times. Her body which was making Quinn rather stiff penis throb that much more with the pleasure of seeing her, she was build very well with large child bearing hips and a large ass to match. Her legs strong powerful could crush any man that she wrapped them around and her tits didn't fall behind in the size department somewhere between a C and D cup, it all really depended on how tight the shirt she was wearing.

Now it was what she was wearing that was really making him horny, a fact that she knew and had planned on. Stacy was wearing a short white plaid skirt, the skirt barely covered her ass as she stood there, it was obvious that once she moved around that was no longer going to be the case. As if on cue Stacy twirled as she noticed that Quinn was starting at her, he smiled as he caught a flash of her bright red boyshort panties. It was a beautiful sight that made his boner rage with lust. His eyes continued to hungrily travel up her body, She wore a tight fitting strapless shirt and as was always her habit she wasn't wearing a bra, a fact that was made much more obvious by the fact that he nipples her prodigiously erect. Quinn could not help but lick his lips as his ice blue eyes meet her emerald green ones. Stacy had a strange power over him, but judging by the huge smile on his face as he ran his fingers through short coal black hair, he didn't care about her powers. Quinn smiled once more as he closed the gap between Stacy and himself with almost inhuman speed. Stacy only had the time to giggle as Quinn bend over the couch in the living room.

In the split second that it took to move her and bend her over and lift the back of her skirt Quinn had removed his hard cock from the confines of his boxershorts. Stacy was the first to speak, her voice heavy with lust. "Oh Master, is that for me?" she smiled as she looked admiring the rod that was slowing being stroked against her left asscheek. "But of course my dear, but that's not the only thing that I have for you." Quinn responded his voice also heavy with lust. The stroking of her ass moved slowly the tip of his member was already moist with precum and as he explored every inch of her panty covered ass a small trail of precum was being left behind. In a matter of moments Quinn had made his way from her asscheeks to her crack, where he settled the shaft and head of his cock with a laugh. "Oh....it's my favorite morning snack....."Stacy gigle as she wiggled her ass for Quinn, his cock pulsing with sexual desire. "A Quinn Hotdog!" she laughed as she wiggled her ass more for him.

But Quinn was not about to let Stacy do all the work..as she continued to wiggle her ass, Quinn had started to thrust his cock while it was nestled between her cheeks. The more she wiggled the faster it drove him to thrust....in an every increasing cycle of overpowering sexual desire. "I want Master's hot cum!" Stacy moaned as Quinn's thrusting reached a climax, hie voice had been reduced to a series of grunts and moans, but the strangest thing was that Quinn looked as if he had not slept in days. Where once he had been a muscular, healthy man in his late twenties, somehow the man that was thrusting on Stacy's large ass had hair as white and snow and looked to be almost 20 years older. Again it was Stacy's powers at work.

Quinn grunted once again as he released his seed after almost twenty minuted of rubbing his cock on her ass, it was an almost inhuman load, covering her ass and a small portion of her back with hot sticky cum, as the hot cum dribbled down her legs and soaked into panties, Stacy's eyes seemed almost glazed over with the saticfaction that was coursing through her body like electricity.

Quinn on the other hand, had somehow passed out, and was now slumped on the floor........his eyes blank.....his heart at a dead stop.........