The volcanic rock Lucas had bought for my wife was more than what it appeared to be.
We were three hours into the afternoon, in room number fourteen, on the fifth floor of a hotel on a small Pacific island. The curtains had been drawn all the way back to allow the sunlight into the room. Neither of us felt exposed as we undressed because our room and all the others on this side of the hotel looked out over a vast tropical jungle with a not-so-active volcano visible in the blue distance.
I assumed the position of voyeur, sitting naked in a chair between the window and the bed, while Felicity and Lucas held each other for a moment, familiarizing themselves with their lover’s naked body before he picked her up in his strong arms and gently laid her on the bed.
First came the visual phenomenon that the room had gone darker too quickly. The sunlight gradually turned orange, red and then maroon in the space of a minute. The obsidian pendant attached to the necklace Lucas had bought for Felicity at the outdoor market started giving off sparks of red and yellow energy as it hung around her neck.
I voiced my concern, but it came out sounding like the voices you hear when your ears get blocked by a sudden change in altitude. I tried unblocking my ears by yawning, but that did nothing. I could still hear what they were saying despite the mild impairment, but strangely, they couldn’t hear me. Lucas and my wife were cuddling on the bed. I saw him reach down to play with her pussy while she took control of his cock. Why couldn’t either of them see what was happening with the sunlight and the obsidian?
Next came the sensation of my back getting colder, while my front got warmer. I chuckled nervously. Neither Felicity nor Lucas heard me. He now had three fingers of one hand in her vagina, pumping them in and out of her; she squeezed his big hard cock and jerked it slowly but surely; they moaned into each other’s mouth, locked in a deep, passionate kiss. I tried laughing louder. No reaction. I shouted, “Hey” and they continued masturbating each other. It was as if I were viewing them from a different dimension within that room. Felicity’s obsidian continued to do strange, sparkly things.
At first the sparks simply appeared and disappeared repetitively, but I saw them linger longer as Felicity’s and Lucas’s lovemaking continued. I rose to my feet pretty easily, but taking the first step was like trying to walk in quicksand. I was going nowhere. I strained against the unseen force holding me back. The sparks flew around the room, several going past me. I then noticed the sparks sear themselves into the wall, leaving scorch marks, even though the temperature in the room hadn’t changed, just my own body temperature. So many sparks should have caused a rise in temperature, but it was as if they were only visually there, from another dimension as I seemed to be at the moment. When the scorch marks started moving, I realized they weren’t scorch marks. They were shadows. Living shadows.
Some of these shadows coalesced to form larger shadows, others maintained their original shape. They moved across the paneling, ceiling, floor and every surface of the hotel room. Despite my front being warm, I got goose bumps and started shaking in fear.
One of the shadows slipped across my feet, causing a feeling of nausea in me. I was still in the slow, other-dimensional process of taking that first step; my foot was now several inches from the floor. Despite my best attempts to hold it in, I vomited when I saw the shadows swarming around Felicity and Lucas, only it wasn’t gastric junk that came out, but a dark vapor that gleefully joined its fellow shades in haunting the room.
The lovemaking had become ardent and this seemed to excite the phantasms. They flitted rapidly back and forth and around all over the bed, over the two bodies in the throes of passion. Lucas had Felicity’s wrists pinned down either side of the pillow she was resting on, their foreheads pressed together, breathing against each other, thrusting his cock piston-like into her pussy. She squirmed under him, opening herself up even more, gripping his ass, smacking it and pulling him deeper and harder into her. Her moans got louder as did the sound of their flesh banging together. She begged for his cum. The speed of the shadow swarm covering them got more frenetic as my wife and her lover surged toward their climax.
When they came, the shadows coalesced together to completely cover the two lovers. I was unable to see them. All I could perceive was a large blob of darkness where they should have been. Then the shape of the blob changed to reveal Lucas and Felicity again, but the shadows, now one very dark, merged shadow, obscured their hips. Lucas was sexily humping his cock into Felicity. I could tell from the way they looked that they had already climaxed while covered by the big dark shadow, but were still in post-ejaculation bliss. He was still releasing his semen into her and she looking up at him and biting her lower lip in that sexy way of hers. Damn, this would have been so hot if it hadn’t been for the shadows!
It was obvious that the shadows had been interested in Felicity’s and Lucas’s sexual coupling, especially their climax and his insemination of her. Their movements clearly showed that. Soon the shadows disappeared, flickering out into red and yellow sparks that vanished instantly.
We had known Lucas for just two days, meeting him there at the island while on holiday. Felicity’s wish for Christmas had been to experience an intimate relationship with another man before New Year. I had asked her how long she would like that relationship to last and she had said she didn’t know. I told her it was all right with me however this turned out.
Lucas must have ticked off all her boxes, he certainly did mine, and she totally loved the obsidian he had bought for her. It was her favorite naturally occurring material. She wore the necklace every day from then on and kept in constant communication with him. She eventually gave birth to a beautiful boy. We knew it was Lucas’s. He was there to celebrate with us on the day of the birth.
Lucas moved to a nearby town and visited us often. He supported the upbringing of his son. Raising that boy has become one of my life’s proudest achievements. I told Lucas and Felicity about what had happened unbeknownst to them in that hotel room. We decided to name the boy Geisten, a combination of the German words for ghost and shadow, because Lucas was of German descent and because of the strange things that had happened during the conception of his and Felicity’s son.
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