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This story was written specifically for me by a very good male friend of mine that know’s what really goes on in my wicked mind.   He is brilliant writer and a great friend of mine, who decided that I should have this story.  I hope this story makes you as hot as it did me.

It seemed like an ordinary day to you. At your desk, you’re surrounded by everything “normal”.  But this day will be anything but. 

Your cell phone rings.  “Is this Felicity?”, asks a strong voice.  

“No, I’m sorry… you must have the wrong number.”   The voice on the other end says that perhaps he must have dialed the wrong number. 

As if it’s nothing, you forget the interaction the second you hang up the phone.   A moment passes and the phone rings again.  Before you can even say anything, the voice on the other end takes control… “You’re going to give me everything I want and crawl back begging for more, Felicity….”  You’re stunned and not only overpowered by his words but what he’s asking for.   You stammer, “Uh, still got the wrong number.”   The male voice, “Hmm.  It’s a shame…”  Dial tone. 

You lean back in your chair and are lost.  You look to the phone, what if it rings again… would you be Felicity just to find out what adventure awaited you?   What does the man on the other end of the phone look like?  Images of a carousel of men spin round and round.  When it finally stops, you see him.  A tall, well built, well dressed black man.    Would you submit to him if you were Felicity?  You look down to the phone and hopes it rings again. 

Nothing.  You realize you’re supposed to meet me for lunch and rush out to the restaurant.   Once seated, I can see you’re a bit flustered.  When quizzed on it, you let me it’s “nothing”.  As we enjoy our lunch, I let you know that I “might” be late to your place later tonight.  Your distracted by something and not really listening to me.  I turn to notice you’re looking off towards a man.  Tall, well built, well dressed.  I look back at you, you’re in dreamland.  He turns and you recognize him as a close replica of the man you saw in your carousel fantasy.  Your eyes light up and I wave my hand in front of your face.  You don’t realize I saw what you saw and again say you’re just feeling light headed.  I pay the bill and let you know I’m going to go use the rest room before we leave.  

As you watch me walk away, your eyes dart back to the bar where the man has vanished.  But as you turn back, you’re stunned to notice he’s sitting at a table next to you; feeling his strength and power radiating off him.   He looks over and smiles at you.   You, like a shy school girl, look away.   The waiter comes over and lets the man know that his guest has just called and she’s running a few minutes late.  The man says, “Let me know when Felicity arrives.”  Your head snaps over.  He looks over at you, confused.   Just then, I return and ask if you’re ready to go.  You look back to the man and then to me.  You’re flustered, wondering what’s going on here. 

I walk you out, giving you a kiss but your passion overtake both of us.  Is it wondering who this Felicity is?  I notice your kiss and let you know that I’ll rush over to your house as soon as possible tonight. 

Back at your desk, you’re in a trance… You pick up your cell phone and see the last few calls. There is a number for the two calls you received earlier.  Do you call it back?  Curiosity killed the cat and now it’s gotten you too. You pick up the phone and dial.  

“Yes?” The strong voice answer.  You were expecting maybe a hello.   “Uh… “  is the best you can respond with.  “Is this Felicity?”  Here is the moment…  You answer (obviously lying) “Yes…”   You overcome with a warming, tingling sensation.

“Good, then you’re properly prepared for what will happen tonight?  You will do as we ask… and you will like it…. no more questions, no more calls.  We will see you at 8 then”  Dial tone. 

That moments seems to linger for what seems like hours.   Then the phone rings again.  Do you answer?  Almost like it commands you, you do.  You stammer out a “helllooo…”  The voice on the other end isn’t the same you just heard.  It’s mine.  Letting you know that I’ll only be an hour late tonight.   You ask me “What’s going on?”  I let you know that work is just keeping me a little late but I’ll be there at 9 and that I have to go.   I ask you to pick up a bottle of wine on your way home.

You collect yourself and realize it’s time to call it a day.  Man, you can use a drink.   Instead of a bar, you decide to pick up some dinner for yourself at the super market.  As you wander the aisles, you seem to not be able to shake that phone call.  Who is Felicity?  Who was that man?  You stop and browse an item and when you look to your left… there he is; the man from the restaurant.  Well, at least you think it’s him.  The tall, dark man looks over at you.  “Do I know you?”, he asks.   Boldly, you respond… “Yes, I’m Felicity.”  He extends his hand to you… “Nice to meet you Felicity… but I don’t think we know each other.”   A closer look at him, his suit is similar but not exactly the same.  He’s not wearing a tie.  Something is just different.  You must be mistaken and apologize to him.   As he walks away, he looks back and says… ‘you never have to apologize unless you’ve been bad.”  And like that, he’s gone. 

As you walk in the door to your apartment, you look in the mirror and wonder what “Felicity” is doing right now.  You look at the clock, it’s 7:50.  Somewhere in the world, “Felicity” is about to have the night of her life.   Your cell phone rings, it’s THAT number.  Do you answer?  Another ring… another ring.  Finally you take a deep breath and answer.   “Hello…”    

The voice demands to know if you’ve received your instructions.  “What do you mean?”, you ask.  The voice asks if you’ve seen the green envelope on the kitchen table.  You turn and look at your kitchen table and sitting there is a green envelope.  You walk over and it’s marked… “Felicity”.   Your heart drops.  “We will be there in 10 minutes… you will be ready.” 

Nervously you open the envelope.  It’s a list of instructions. 

1.       Go into your bedroom and open the box. 

2.       Put on what is in the box

3.       Unlock the door

4.       Go into the living room and kneel facing the TV. 

You look at the list and then cell phone.  Is this really happening and are you really as turned on as you are? 

In the bedroom you see the box and open it to reveal a very hot and different outfit then you’d ever had before.  You look at the clock …7:55.  You realize that “whoever” will be here in 5 minutes.  You put the outfit on and realize there is something else in the box and it’s a ball gag with a note reading “This too!” 

At your front door, your final decision.  Do you unlock the door and take whatever the consequences?  Your hand unlocks it and you expect it to burst open but it doesn’t.  You make it to the living room, you drop to your knees and then done the last piece of the puzzle, the ball gag. 

And you wait.  You can see out of the corner of your eye the clock…it hits 8:00.  You close your eyes and just wait for whatever to happen.  But nothing…  opening your eye you stare at the clock.  8:00.  Finally after what is the longest 60 seconds of your life it switches to 8:01.   You slump down, disappointed for a moment until you hear the door open.  As if you knew exactly how you’re supposed to be, you rise back up to your knees.  Your mind races… “Who is we?” 

Just then, stepping in front of you is the black man from the restaurant.  He looks down at you, grabs your face and smiles at you.     “It’s nice to meet you Felicity… it’s a shame we couldn’t have had the time at lunch to get to know each other.  Just then another set of hands come around you from behind… they’re equally as black and equally as strong.  Stepping in front of you is the other man who is the man from supermarket.  Standing side by side, you realize that even though there is small weight difference, they’re twins. 

This is verified as they both unzip their pants in front of you and their massive cocks flop out in front of you.  They let you know that “Felicity” can and will do anything they demand.  They walk over and sit on the couch behind you.  They command that you crawl over and service them.   As you reach them, the man on the left takes off the ball gag.   Before you do anything, you whimper, “I think there is a mistake…”  They let you know the mistake is that you’re talking. 

You know your role and know that you’re not to talk anymore.  Like a good “Felicity” you begin servicing both.  Their hands probe your body.  You feel alive the more they touch you.  As much as you’re not in control, you’re glad to have answered that phone and unlocked that door.  You begin to realize that I must have set this up and that makes you even hotter.  That wave of passion is accelerated as one of the men penetrates you again and again, over and over.  You’re being used and you love every second of it. 

This seems to go on for hours but you look up at the clock and it read 8:58… you realize I was about to walk in and see all I set up.  This sends you over the enge knowing I would do all this for your pleasure and your orgasm. 

As you begin to come downfrom your high, the men stand over you and you see me walk through the front door.  You look up covered in cum and exhausted.  They laugh and say that I did set it all up and that knew you would never go along with it if I had ever asked.  You ask why I was here for it?  They pull you up and turn on the TV showing that a webcam shot the whole thing.    I get naked and sit down in front of you on the couch.  I swing the ball gag around on my finger and bring up that you won’t need this… at least until these men leave later.  For now… you will have all your holes filled at the same time by the three of us.  This day was really like nothing you could have ever dreamed.  This is the day you’ll always remember for having slipped in the skin of someone else, named Felicity.  And for the rest of this night, Felicity would be penetrated by 3 men untill each of us were exhausted.

What will tomorrow bring?