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Alexis was nervous as he entered the Potent Potions Pavilion. He had never done anything like this before and feared making an utter fool of himself, but it seemed the only convenient way to jog himself out of the deadly ennui of a dull life.
The woman at the check-in window recognized him before he spoke. "So nice to see you, Alexis. You are M27. This way, please." She emerged to lead him to a booth just about big enough to stand in. "Here is your potion. When you see her through the screen, gaze at her and drink it. That will accomplish the imprinting. Then take her to the common room. There may be some sexual urgency, at first." She handed him a covered cup with a straw.
"Thank you," he said somewhat tightly.
"It is normal to be nervous, the first time. That will pass the moment you take the potion." She departed, leaving him standing awkwardly before the screen, holding the cup.
Did he really want to do this? He could still change his mind. All he had to do was set down the cup and leave the booth. And return to his insipid life, forfeiting the hefty fee for the potion.
The screen turned transparent. There stood a lovely young woman with perfect near-blonde hair, nice legs, and a remarkably well-filled blouse. She smiled and raised her cup in a mock toast.
Alexis did likewise. Then, together, they sipped their potions.
He knew from the first sip that it was indeed potent. It seemed to illuminate his mouth, throat, and stomach as it went down, infusing them with sheer pleasure. Truly, the nectar of the gods. He couldn't stop drinking; he had to have it all.
And the woman: she had been attractive. Now she became ravishing, a seeminggoddess, lovely beyond description. Every nuance thrilled him. He wanted nothing so much as to enfold her, kiss her, and love her endlessly.
The cup was empty. He set it on the little shelf, gazing at the girl. She returned his gaze, her lovely eyes seeming to burn with sheer adoration.
Then the panel between them lifted clear. Immediately they moved together to embrace. They kissed. She was a creature of paradise.
The kiss ended. "I know we should talk first," she said breathlessly. "But I can't wait. Let's go to the common room. There are bedrooms there."
He didn't argue. Hand in hand, they entered the common room, then one of the adjacent bedrooms. She paused only to latch the door behind them. Then she scrambled out of her dress and jumped naked onto the bed. Her body owed nothing to her clothing; it was splendid in every evocative detail.
He followed suit, joining her. They clasped, kissed, and came urgently together. He was inside her in a moment, thrusting repeatedly, desperately kissing her all the while. Her felt her response, her lips hungry for his, her tight vagina clenching his member with the rhythm of her passion.
But, oddly, he couldn't climax. His passion continued, his need to ejaculate becoming almost painfully urgent, without ever quite culminating.
Then she writhed and groaned, and her vagina throbbed with the force of her climax. That brought him off, and he spurted forcefully within her. It was the most intense orgasm he had ever had.
All too soon, it was over, and they fell apart, mutually spent. He lay beside her, on his back, holding her hand. "I am Alexis," he gasped.
"I am Glenna," she panted.
"It is nice to know you, Glenna."
"And to know you, Alex."
"That was remarkable!"
"Yet odd. Somehow, I couldn't finish until you did. I have never experienced that before."
She laughed. "You must have forgotten the manual. It's part of the effect. Because men normally have faster responses than women, the potion blocks off the man's culmination until the woman has hers. That ensures they happen together."
Now he remembered. "I did read that. I think I did not properly understand it."
She reached for his penis. "May I?"