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Leeann followed Shauna out of the bar and into the parking lot, the cool, night air slipped up her skirt, tickling her damp inner thighs and pussy. She pushed her red hair out of her eyes and behind her ear. The memory of Shauna’s licking, finished only moments ago in the ladies’ room, made her hot. Her bare nipples rubbed against the inside of her blouse adding to her overall arousal.

Leeann watched Shauna’s long, thick hair sway against her wide ass.
Her tight jeans hugged every curve and emphasized the size and roundness of each butt cheek. She had never felt attracted to a woman, but Shauna was different. Her plump, earth-motherly figure suited her; the raw, unashamed, womanly love she had generously given made her radiant in Leeann’s eyes.

“I’m parked in the corner,” Shauna said. She pointed to a corner of the lot with a broken light.

Leeann giggled nervously; all she could think about doing was getting her face in Shauna’s pussy and making her scream in delight. The mere thought of being able to satisfy Shauna, made her own pussy tingle; her nipples hardened to complete erection. With every step, Leeann’s blouse chaffed her nipples causing a delicious little pain. Her throat was tight with anticipation. Suddenly, Leeann worried that her lack of experience would leave Shauna unsatisfied. She could not fail. Tonight, Leeann wanted nothing more than to satisfy this Godsend, this goddess. Shauna appeared just when she needed a friend and a lover the most. She promised herself that she would do whatever it took to satiate her new friend’s sexual appetite. She would not let her down.

As they got closer to the car, Leeann could see that the car was big, old Lincoln. In her memory of high school dating, she could practically smell the leather and imagine the big bench seats. Leeann looked at Shauna again; there was something so delicious about her Shauna’s round ass, broad shoulders, wide hips and heavy breasts made her breathe hard.

Shauna got the keys out of her pocket.

Leeann could not resist. She moved closer to Shauna and put her arm around her new friend’s waist. When Shauna stopped to unlock the door of the Lincoln, Leeann stepped in behind her, put both arms around her waist and hugged her. She gave a tight squeeze, dropped her hands to the front of Shauna’s thighs and gave a little rub.

“Darlin’! Oh, that feels nice.” Shauna turned around and, leaning against the car, returned the hug. Shauna started gently nuzzling the redhead’s ear.

Leeann felt like she was quickly spinning out of control. Shauna knew exactly how to push her buttons. She knew how to put her in a thoughtless hyper-emotional frenzied sexual state. Her power, her comfort, her size, her spiritual warmth were more intoxicating than any amount of wine. She felt her head swim and her spine go soft. Oh mother, Leeann thought. I would get naked and bay at the moon for this woman. Leeann felt Shauna’s heavy breasts press against her and her sexual aura envelop her. Leeann kissed Shauna. The big woman’s lips were so soft, so loving. Her tongue was gentle; her cheeks were smooth. Leeann knew only that it all felt so right. When their lips parted, Leeann’s breathing was short and labored as if she had been running.

“Oh Darlin’ did you say you’d never done this before, because I sure wouldn’t have guessed that.”

“It’s all you,” Leeann confessed. “Really. I mean, the way you licked me in there. The way you’ve been so nice to me.” Leeann felt a lump in her throat and a tear formed at the corner of her eye. “No one has ever been so nice to me, I mean without expecting anything in return. It makes me want to do anything for you, and everything for you.” She let out a little sob.

“Darlin’ don’t cry, don’t cry.” Shauna pulled the redhead’s cheek to her voluptuous breast and comforted her, smoothing her hair. “There’s nothing to cry about.” Shauna gave her a quick squeeze. “Come on. Let’s get into the car.”

Once inside Shauna didn’t even get the car started when Leeann slide across the seat and began planting kisses on her throat. “Oh Shauna, what do you want, Baby? Tell me what I can do to please you.” Leeann’s hand drifted to Shauna’s bosom and began unbuttoning her shirt. Four quick buttons later, Leeann’s hands crept over the large silky bra cup, searching for a nipple to tweak.

Shauna let out a little gasp, and Leeann knew that she was on the right track. She undid the fifth button, and pushed her shirt wide open. One at a time, Leeann stretched the cups to pull her breasts free. In the dim light, Shauna’s massive breasts flowed out of her shirt, exposing semi-erect nipples. Leeann put her lips to one nipple. She gently flicked her tongue against the nipple, once, then again. Shauna inhaled sharply and Leeann went in for the kill she pressed her whole mouth against the nipple and sucked, harder this time. With her free hand, she played with Shauna’s other breast. She found the nipple, rubbed and gently squeezed. Leeann sucked the nipple hard and came up only to kiss Shauna full on the mouth.

“I need to lick you, Baby, and I want to do it now. Here, in the car.”

It was Shauna’s turn to start breathing hard. “In the car? Oh Darlin’ that’s one of my absolute biggest turn ons. How did you know?”

“I don’t know anything; I only know that I need to please you. Now come on.” Leeann insisted. “Now, I want you to take your jeans off. I don’t mean pull then down around your ankles. I mean take them off and toss them in the back seat. I want to see your big gorgeous body naked and jiggling with the pleasure that I give you.”

Shauna took a deep breath. Leeann’s hot talk made her wet and horny. As she listened, she too was wanted nothing more than to follow the redhead’s imagination. “Yes,” was all she could mutter. She reached down and unbuttoned her jeans. Slipping off her shoes, she then wiggled out of her jeans, and tossed them in the back seat

Leeann stared as Shauna took off her shirt and bra, and with a mischievous grin tossed them into the back seat too. Leeann’s mouth watered at the site of Shauna’s large naked body. The abundance of Shauna’s soft flesh was compelling; she wanted to dive in, face first and let it surround her, comfort her. She wanted to lick and tickle and tease Shauna until she screamed with pleasure. The sight of Shauna’s black thong underwear against her pale skin almost made her cum on the spot.

Leeann started with her hands. She placed a hand on her soft beefy thigh, and another on her breast. She put her mouth oh Shauna’s big shoulder and gave a gentle nibble. From her thigh, Leeann slid her hand down to Shauna’s thong covered pussy.

“I’ll need to get that off.”

“No, I want to do it,” Leeann said. “But first you need to get your knees up on the seat.”

“Huh?”

Leeann guided the big woman so that she was on all fours on the front seat, her ass facing Leeann. She lightly ran her fingernails from the backs of Shauna’s knees to the crack of her wide ass. Her thong, wedged deeply into her ass crack, accentuated the size of each cheek. The sight thrilled Leeann; she was in awe of the pure amount of warm smooth flesh. She leaned forward and hugged Shauna’s ass, pressing her face against one plush ass cheek. Leeann pressed her wet lips on Shauna’s ass then gave a little nibble.

Shauna moaned.

Leeann helped Shauna out of her thong. When it was free of her feet, Leeann held it up and figured there was enough material there to tie up someone. She hung the flimsy underwear from the rearview mirror.
As she caressed Shauna’s ass with one hand, she slid the other between her legs. They both groaned with pleasure. Leeann found Shauna’s cleanly shaven pussy sopping wet and sensitive.

“Lick me, please, Darlin’. Lick me now.”

Leeann quickly guided Shauna’s knees apart, flipped on her back, and slid her face under Shauna’s waiting pussy. More than a little nervous about licking pussy for the first time, she took a deep breath. After the body-racking orgasm Shauna had given her, Leeann was determined to tongue-fuck her into ecstasy.

She put her arms around Shauna’s ass, pulled the weight of her body onto her face, and began licking. When her mouth first touched pussy, the taste and tangy feeling it left on her tongue intrigued her. She started licking fervently, randomly licking Shauna all over then calmed down. She thought about what she wanted in a licking and slowly did the same to Shauna. She dug her tongue into Shauna’s cunt and swirled it around.

The big woman moaned. “Oh yeah Darlin’ that’s it; right there.”
With her hands still roaming over Shauna’s ass, she began to scratch lightly as she licked.

Shauna moaned. “Don’t stop, Darlin’. Ohhhhh, it feels so good. Lick me, lick me, lick me.” Leeann kept licking and let her fingernails dance lightly between Shauna’s ass cheeks. Shauna moaned loudly and Leeann had a suspicion. She danced her fingernails further down and over her asshole.

“Oh yeah! Right there, Darlin’. Right THERE!”

Her mouth, chin, and nose were covered with Shauna’s love juice. Leeann lapped Shauna’s cunt as fast as she could while massaging one broad ass cheek and rubbing her asshole.

“I’m gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna cum!”

Leeann felt Shauna’s pussy, belly, and thighs tremble; she licked harder and massaged her asshole harder. She wondered if this was it or if Shauna might possibly lick her again later.

Shauna let out a guttural moan then stiffened. “Oh, oh, oh, OH YEAH!”
Leeann felt the extra juice on her face. She tried to keep up, licking as much as she could. She stopped licking, waited, and then gave Shauna another lick.

“Oh! Stop that, and come here.”

They wiggled, maneuvered, and rolled around the front seat until they were face to face. The big woman bear-hugged Leeann. “Yum,” she said. She kissed ear and licked her own excess juice from Leeann’s face.

“Oh Darlin’, that was wonderful.” She pulled Leeann’s face to deep cleavage and stroked her soft red hair. “Truly, I can’t wait to get us back to my place.”

“Me either,” Leeann replied.

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An interesting afternoon

This is a revised story of the first three-some

The bbq was a spur of the moment decision, as Luke and Leanne couldn’t decide if they should go out to a restaurant and have a night drinking around the bars and clubs in Newcastle or should they stay at home, invite some people round and have a bbq.

They invited quite a few of their friends however a lot of people had already made plans for that night and couldn’t make it, however Michelle, James and Paula had said they will come over. Luke and Leanne went round the local shops to get some meat from the butcher, fresh fruit and veg from the grocer and plenty of alcohol from the local off license. Later on that afternoon the weather still held out, the sun was shining brightly in the sky with not a cloud insight. A few doors down one family were having a party, and the music wasn’t too bad but was quite loud. It was about 1530 and the guests were going to come round at about 4ish.

Luke decided to start the bbq, whilst Leanne started to prepare the meat in the kitchen. Luke and Leanne lived in an upper flat with stairs leading down from the kitchen back door to their quite spacious back yard. The yard was surrounded by walls 10foot high but the sun was in abundance lighting the yard up. The backyard had a bbq in it, a table for the food for the bbq and two old sofa’s one was a three seater and the other was a small two seater, which were left in the flat by previous tenants.

Before too long Paula arrived, she was wearing tight denim jeans, a light yellow summery top, and sandals. As Leanne opened the door she couldn’t help but notice Paula wasn’t wearing a bra as Paula’s nipples were standing to attention trying to pierce her top. Paula said “hi, I’ve brought some alcohol, for the party but unfortunately I have to go home later on and won’t be able to stop the night.” “That’s ok Leanne said, please come in Luke’s out in the backyard trying to keep the bbq going.” As Paula went up the stairs first Leanne followed closely behind, watching Paula’s pert bottom move with every step she took going up the stairs.

As Paula walked down the stairs to the backyard, she said hello to Luke who returned the pleasantry. Luke took a swig out of his can of larger. Leanne’s phone chimed as she got a text, the text was from Michelle cancelling. The disappointment was clear to see on Leanne’s face as she made the announcement from the backdoor. Luke smiled at Paula and said “well it’ll just have to be the three of us.” Leanne brought down some of the kebab’s she had made on skewers and placed them on the table and sat down on the sofa, Leanne turned to Paula and said “please take a seat, are you sure you won’t have a drink.” Paula smiled and said “I honestly can’t I have the car.” “Ok” said Leanne “not to worry.”

After Luke had placed the meat on the bbq he turned round and seen Paula sitting on the middle cushion of the three seater with Leanne sitting next to her. Paula patted the spare cushion to her left and said “come on Luke don’t be bashful.”
Luke sat down and no sooner did he do that Paula said, “Well since it is just the three of us, if you don’t object would you like to fuck.” Luke nearly choked on his lager and looked across at the look on Leanne’s face and said “sorry did you just say what I think you said?” Paula just nodded her head and without warning took her top of to show her tanned 34c chest. Before Luke was able to look at Leanne, Leanne casually lent her head forward and secured her mouth around Paula’s right nipple whilst moving her hand teasingly to Paula’s hot warm crotch and started to rub, Paula’s pussy through her jeans.

Paula moaned with pleasure and Luke failed to notice his rock hard erection pushing against his jeans, but Paula noticed. Paula turned round to Luke and looked him in the face and started to stroke his cock whilst seductively licking her lips. Leanne took her head away and said “I think we should carry this on in the bedroom.” Paula didn’t stop to put her shirt on as she ran up the stairs and into the bedroom.

Before Luke got up Leanne said “This is ok but you are not to kiss her, do you understand?” Luke nodded his head to which Leanne ran up the stairs closely followed by Luke. Paula was waiting in the living area topless, with a grin that could only mean one thing. Leanne said, through that door there and pointed across the hall way. As Paula opened the door, Leanne pushed her onto the bed.

As Paula turned over she couldn’t take off her jeans quick enough. Leanne started to strip and knelt on her knees and started to engorge on Paula’s hot wet hairy pussy. Luke also entered and dropped his trousers. Luke’s hard on sprung out and Paula looked up and said bring him over hear I’ll suck it dry.

Luke knelt to the side of Paula’s head with his knees sinking slightly into the mattress, Paula took hold of his cock, wrapped her mouth around the bulging, throbbing head started to slowly suck and lick. Leanne still lapped up as much of Paula’s juices as her tongue would allow, listening to the muffled moans of Paula as she sucked on Luke’s cock.

Leanne started to finger Paula’s pussy and was easily able to finger her with three fingers, whilst dropping down her own hand and rubbing her own pussy. Luke was close to Cumming but thought best not, as he didn’t know how long this three some would last for. Luke took his cock out of Paula’s youthful mouth, and Leanne stood up taking her fingers out of Paula’s pussy, and started to suck Paula’s juices off her fingers.

After licking her fingers clean Leanne then said “right Paula, you lie with your legs hanging off the side of the bed as we’re going to have a 69.” Luke stepped to the side and starts to wank his throbbing erection whilst Leanne lowered her moist pussy into Paula’s mouth. Paula starts to lick and suck frantically.

Leanne turned to Luke and said, “I want you to fuck her up her tight arse then as you about to cum I want to suck you off until you cum down my throat.”

Luke positioned himself behind Paula and started to tongue, her arsehole. Paula started to moan with pleasure and increased her tongue stroked around Leanne’s clit. Luke now satisfied that Paula’s arse was lubed enough he started too firmly but slowly guide his cock deep into Paula’s tight arse. Luke start to pump his cock in and out of Paula’s hot arse he could feel her hips rock as Leanne was rubbing her clit. Leanne was looking up whilst licking Paula’s clit, and was getting even more aroused by watching Luke’s balls bang off Paula’s pussy. Leanne started to moan and very quickly was bringing herself to orgasm; Paula found this a massive turn on and started to cum simultaneously. They both brought themselves to orgasm. Luke was very close and pulled his cock out of Paula’s gaping arse. As he did this Leanne moved Paula out the way and sat up, as Leanne started to suck the end of his cock, Paula watched and then started to lick her juices off his shaft. Luke pulled his cock out of Leanne’s mouth and cum all over their faces.

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“You need to get out and have some fun Sarah.” I just shrugged my shoulders. Greg was right; I did need to get out. All I’ve done for the past forever is work and come home. I haven’t had a ‘significant other’ since me and Mandy broke up. I admit it; I tried to hide it all in my work. He patted my back, “I’m making you go to the club tonight and there’s nothing you can say or do to avoid it.” That’s my roommate, always looking out for me. I sighed and asked what time I was being kidnapped. He chuckled, “Alright Sarah, if it’s by force then that’s the way it has to be. I want to leave here in about an hour, so go get ready.”

I shuffled to my room and cracked open my closet. I haven’t been out in so long, I don’t remember what I used to wear to go clubbing. As I shifted through my clothes, Greg came in. “You need some help?” “I just don’t feel like going so I don’t know what to wear.” I’d basically given up the fact that I might get out of this and let him rummage through my wardrobe. “Ah ha!” He said in triumph. He pulled out the out fit and held it up to me. It was Mandy’s favorite. Tight black mini skirt and matching black one-armed blouse that was cut low across my chest. “Alright Greg, you win.”

As I showered I thought more and more about getting out again. Out of nowhere I felt butterflies in my tummy. I don’t even know how to club anymore I bet. The water flowed down my slender body as I lathered the raspberry soap. What the hell. The worse that can happen is nothing. I toweled off and dried my long red hair.

As we made our way to the club, Grinders, I felt the butterflies return. “Are you sure I have to do this, Greg?” He just laughed and looked at me. We pulled into the parking lot and found a spot in the middle of nowhere.

After we paid the doorman he opened the door for us. The music spilled out onto the street and the flashing lights pierced into the dark parking lot. I could feel the bass in my chest and before I knew it I was bobbing to the beat. “See I told you this was a good idea, Sarah.” We made our way to the bar and just as I has expected Greg left me to my own devices. I ordered a white Russian and sat back in my chair watching the sex fest in front of me. How in the world could anyone expect to meet someone here? Just as I thought that, I went to return my attention to the bar when I caught a glimpse of a gorgeous brunette staring at me. At least I thought she was. My heart leapt. I could feel my cheeks redden as she got up from her seat and walked over.

“Hey there.” She said in a thick southern draw. “I’m Melissa and you look lonely darlin.” I chuckled. It had been a while since I’ve heard a pick up line. What the hell, right? I followed her lead and introduced myself. We sat and made idle chit chat as we sipped our drinks. In the middle of talking about what we did for a living I felt her hand touch my thigh. I about jumped out of my seat. She quickly recoiled and I apologized, explaining that I hadn’t been with anyone in about six months. She smiled and returned her hand. For what seemed an eternity she stared into my eyes. I didn’t know whether or not to lean forward for a kiss so I just stared back. Her hand traveled up my thigh to my waist as she bent forward and pressed her soft lips against mine. My head started to spin as I returned her kiss and let my tongue slip from between my lips and into her mouth. I couldn’t believe what I was doing, and how good it felt. She broke off our kiss and asked me if I wanted to go somewhere quieter and where we could be alone. I nodded my head. I told her I needed to find my roommate and tell him.

Once I notified Greg and got his approval Melissa and I were off to her place. On the way there I couldn’t help but think wild and crazy things, everything from her being a crazy axe murderer to my soul mate. It was just so exciting. I thought about her kiss and felt myself grow wet. I looked over at her and blushed. “We’ll be there in a couple of minutes, my apartment is just around the corner from Grinders.

As we entered her apartment, I hear her lock the door. The next thing I knew she was pulling me against her and firmly kissing me again. As her hands wandered my body she walked me backwards. Almost with every step another article of clothing had been removed. I was down to my bra and panties by the time we reached her bedroom.

She pushed me backwards onto her bed. “Damn girl, yery hot.” With that she removed the rest of her clothing and climbed up onto my body. Her silky smooth skin felt so good against mine. Her warm moist breath made goose bumps appear along my skin. She slid a hand between my thighs and pressed against the crotch of my cotton panties. “Oh my, someone is awfully excited,” she exclaimed. She tugged off my panties and tossed them aside. Her face was within inches of my shaved pussy. She peered up at me with her sexy green eyes and I couldn’t resist. I pressed my hips upwards as she brought her face closer. As she let her hands wander my body she lightly blew across my wet lips causing me to moan and squirm. Hearing my moans urging her on, she slipped her hot tongue in between my wet lips and found my swollen clit. Her tongue sent shivers of ecstasy up my spine.

As she quickened the pace my hips began to grind against her face. My moans grew louder as she sent me closer and closer to the edge. I could feel my climax building from deep inside of me and as if she knew it, she slipped a finger into my tight hole. I instinctively squeezed tightly around her finger. I slid my hand down to her head and laced my fingers through her hair. My moans were coming with almost every breath as her tongue stroked against my throbbing clit. “Come on baby, I wanna hear you cum for me.” That was it; her sexy voice pushed me over the edge. I felt my body tighten as my climax peaked; I held my breath for a second then let loose with moans that filled her entire apartment. I pressed against the back of her head as my fingers gripped her hair. My hips began to slow their grind as my climax subsided. Her pace matched mine and she slowly helped me down from my climax.

Once she was sure I was completely finished she slid up my body. She pressed her lips against mine again, letting me taste myself this time. Our tongues mingled in our mouths and my sweetness filled my taste buds. She rolled over to my side panting. We laid there for a bit catching our breath, and then it would be her turn. But that’s another story.

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I remember the first time our eyes caught each others. I was sitting at a bar, not paying attention at all to the majesty before me. Not in till I wondered what such a beautiful woman was doing in a piss smelling bar. Red roses crawled up her right arm like tree roots, permanently staining her skin. The left one plain and innocent from the needles touch. She wore a stringed red tank top, which had lace trim on the top and bottom ends. Long wavy onyx hair cover her pale shoulders She was on the other side of the bar, yet she must have felt my eyes looking at her. Her eye’s flickered up to me from her beer. Eyes, they were stunning, a deep blue, so blue I found myself drowning. Is she looking at me? I wondered, unable to look away. We stared at each other intensely for what felt like hours. She quickly looked away, her face turning slightly red. With haste, she got up and threw some money on the counter, and walked away.
I did not realize what happened till the door closed, and my eyes were cut off from her thin figure. What… Just- FUCK, I jumped of the stool and it fell behind me with a loud thud, and ran out the door. The bartender yelling after me. I looked each way, but the nights shroud absorbed her, and she was gone. I went back in, and got drunk even more, from being angry at myself for not talking to her.
I came back the next night, same time, and waited for two hours for her. She did not show. My heart ached, and I felt like an idiot for thinking she would come back. Fuck me, fuck this piss stained place, fuck, fuck, fuck. I’m an id-
“If you’re not going to buy anything, Luna,” The bartender interrupted myself scolding, “Get out, I have customers who want to sit.”
I looked up at him, slightly startled, “Shocktop. N-no, stronger. Whiskey? Scotch? Just get me drunk.” The bartender rolled his eyes and shrugged. He put on the table a shot glass full of a caramel colored liquid. I snagged it greedily and chugged it, I’m going to die, I thought instantly as the vile liquid washed over my tongue. I stopped drinking after that shot, feeling sick from the taste and how it burned my stomach. The bartender’s shift was over and switched with Jack’s, who was a old friend and served me yesterday, “Hey,” I called him, and he looked at me eyebrows raised in question, “That girl yesterday sitting there,” I pointed to the corner, “Who was she?”
“The one with the rose sleeve?” He leaned over the counter closer to me, so we both could hear better over the loud chatting. I nodded, “Umm, I don’t know. I’ve seen her at Vince’s before, a waitress. Why? Do you like her, Luna?” He smiled, a teasing smile, “You don’t even know who she is, let alone if she is gay or not!”
I raised my eyebrows and smiled, feeling cocky, “I’ll make her then.” With that I got up and left, heading to my apartment. My thoughts were full of her when I was laying in bed. Of me ravishing her, and all the things I would do. I found myself too turned on to sleep, so I slide my hand under my panties, and closed my eyes. I imagined it was her that was in my panties, slowly rubbing, and sliding her figures into me. I started out slow, and sped up, as did my heart. When I felt myself cumming I moan escaped me, and the release left me numb with pleasure. My fingers were sticky, and I decided to leave my hand in my pants and fell asleep.
A rainy cold morning came as it always did in Baltimore, but I enjoyed it. I opened my macbook and Googled Vince’s. It was an Italian fine dining restaurant, I don’t have any fine clothes, and it was a few miles from where my apartment stood. I got up and opened my closet, and hummed to myself as I looked for something decent. Almost everything was dark of color, maybe this? I pulled out a dark red, loose turtle neck, ugly aren’t you? I put it back and moved it aside, and kept doing that till I was on the last article of clothing. A simple black shirt, no design, loose, cozy, and sleeves stop at the bicep. I winced and put it on. I put on dark blue skinny jeans, which had a steel chain sewn on it. I pulled off the chain, but it left a white shredded area near my waist. It actually made it look better, a vintage look, and I put on calf length, grey leather boots. Too much Black and grey, I thought, so I took out a bright yellow scarf and a tan jacket and set them on the bed. I went to the bathroom and put on makeup, just mascara, some face powder, and a light lipstick, that almost matched my lip color, but made my lips glow. My auburn short hair was matted from sleep. I got out some gel and formed a fohawk, Oh my dear god I look like a stereotypical lesbian, and too trashy for a fine restaurant. I laughed at myself, and I quickly brushed my hair down and to the side and made it look like a pixi-cut. I raised my hands in frustration and waved myself off, fuck me.
I put on the jacket and scarf, and looked at myself in the mirror, I look like an idiot. The more I stayed home, the more I became pessimistic about everything. I grabbed my umbrella and ran out the door.
I decided to walk because Vince’s doesn’t open for another hour and a half. The restaurant had a few people already seated, when I came in. There was stunning artwork on the wall from local artiest I knew. The walls where a mahogany, mostly, but what made it stand out from other restaurants was the dark red brick that merged into some of the wooden walls. The floor had a ‘V’ shaped design, different wood types, going in leading to the greeter’s station. Even the greeter’s station was a magnificent woodwork, a family crest cut into the front and waterfalls and forests on the side. The crest had a large sleeping bear that was covered with the Italian flag, and the above it saying the Family name and below a motto, but both written in Italian.
“How many?” The greeter asked smiling, dragging me out my contemplation of my surrounding.
“Just me,” I started following her through a small hall, “Um, is there a girl here black hair, roses tattooed on her right arm?” I asked, half expecting ‘yes’, and the other half ‘no’. I sucked in my lips, and prayed to whatever god there is out there.
“Oh, yeah, you mean Rose?” The Greeter glanced back while walk.
Rose. My heart skipped beats, “Yes, Is her shift today?”
The Greeter nodded, “Yeah, do you want me to put you in her area?”
YES, YES, YES, YES, “Yes.” I said coolly, barely containing my excitement.
I was sitting at a couples table on the side of a large room. The couples table had red tablecloths, and the changed color with size, from blue, white, and a royal purple. I looked outside, a narrow tall window, that was wired with swirling dull bronze design. An aroma hit me, a sweet aroma, which made my mouth water. I looked away from the window and the source of the smell and I saw her, I was drowning again, and I smiled. A normal smile, I wasn’t trying my best not to scare her off. She had a white blouse and light flare jeans that hugged her hips, and her long black hair in a wild loose pony tail.
Rose seemed startled but quickly regained her cool, “Uh, Hello welcome to Vince’s, what would you like to drink?” Her facial expression was relaxed, and her eyes too, but her red cheeks betrayed her.
“Just water, Thank you.”
She came back a few short moments later. Her hand was slightly shaking, almost unnoticeable, she placed the glass down never looking away from my eyes, “Have you decided what you wanted to eat?”
You’re pussy, my body tingled with excitement, “I don’t know,” I admitted, “I wasn’t looking at the menu. Your beauty distracted me too much.”
A smile flashed across Roses face, and left as fast as it came, “Chicken Alfredo, it is?” Her face growing in color.
“Why not.” I smiled back, acting as casual as my body could will me. She left, but glanced back at me before disappearing around the corner. Thirty minutes, or so, went by, and Rose returned with my plate. She leaned across the table to move the salt and pepper shakers from the windows edge to the table. For a few brief seconds her magnificent breasts, not too big or small just perfect, where hanging in front of me. Her breathing rapid and nervous, just as mine. The sweet smell was rapped all around her and my mouth watered, and instantly I imagined her and me fucking, again.
When she was standing we were looking at each other, I was holding every fiber of myself back from grabbing her and taking her here on the table, “Would you like anything else?”
I focused on the glass of water, trying to get my mind of ripping of her shirt and bra to reveal her breasts, “When do you get of shift?” I startled myself out how fast and excited I said that, so much for keeping it cool.
“Three… Hours,”
I nodded, not looking at her so she doesn’t feel like a piece of meat, “Okay, thank you.” With that Rose left, and my eyes followed her out. She was thin, but still had amazing curves. I ate not paying attention to my food, daydreaming about sucking her breasts, clit, and other things. I finished without realizing, and Rose brought my check when she saw I was done.
I took out a fifty from my wallet, but realized that would be a 29 dollar tip, and she might think I’m trying to booty call her. I decided eight dollars was a subtle amount. On the back of a copy receipt was her phone number. I grabbed it and shoved it in my pocket, giddy with excitement, and got up and left. On the way out Rose was walking past me, and our hands brushed. My whole left side tingled from the contact, we both looked back at each other smiling.
I sat on a bench outside, umbrella resting on my shoulder as rain tried to attack me, and I played on my phone. I remembered to add her phone number before I lost the paper, I resisted texting her knowing she is at work. An hour and a half later Rose came out of the restaurant wearing a red A&F hoodie, she was walking towards me. I sucked in my lips and moved over in the bench so she could sit in the dry area. She sat down next to me, our thighs touch and even that sent me on a hormonal craze.
“Rose.” She said staring at me, her voice smooth, soft, and clear.
“I know, Luna,” I smiled, then corrected myself, “Err, I mean, Elise Lunova, but everyone calls me Luna.”
“Well, it is an awesome last name,” She smiled back at me, and looked around then shifting closer, “I don’t know you, but… I,” Her face grew frustrated, “I just… I’m sorry I sound, I sound stupid.” She looked down to the wet ground.
I chuckled, “I thought it was I, who was stupid, chasing someone who I don’t know. Why are you out her so early?”
Rose looked back up at me, just staring at me for a few seconds before reply, “Launch break, I saw you out here, thought I might join you. We don’t know each other, but I would like to change that.”
The last bit of the sentence repeated in my head over and over, my mind overloaded and all I could manage to say was a stammered, “Yeah.” Her launch break was fifteen minutes, and me and Rose talked about as much as we could, in that short time. Our favorite music, books, and movies, we had a lot in common which made me crave her even more.
She looked at her watch, “I really must go.” She grinded and started walking away.
“I’ll wait here,” I waved at her before she left to go inside Vince’s. When the doors closed the reflection it showed of me startled me Is that really me. I’ve been called sexy or beautiful by other girls before, but never has such a beautiful woman liked me. I waited, not playing with my phone, or anything, just staring at the door for her to come out. With each passing minute I missed her more, and my heart was aching by the time she left. She walked out of the restaurant, wearing a sewn hat which had ears and looked like a monkey, her red A&F hoodie, and matching red Tom shoes. I got up as fast as I can, and ran towards her to shield her from the never ending rain, “Do you have a car?”
She started walking, “No, I walk. Care to join me?” Her whole face was red, from blushing and the cold weather. I removed my yellow scarf and gave it to her. She smiled and nodded in return.
“What kind of question is that? You don’t have an umbrella, and just I waited 3 hours for you.” I made a face and laughed, not know at what I was laughing, just laughing for the hell of it. It was seven p.m. but already dark, when we stopped at the foot of her apartments stairs. It was an older complex compared to the other, but tall structure still stood strong and tall, “So,” I looked down and kicked the ground lightly, “This is goodbye?” I looked back up with raised eyebrows.
Rose took a few steps up and looked down to me, “How about we watch a movie?” She suggested the best idea ever.
I contained my grin “Sure what movie?”
“Does it matter,” Rose grabbed my hand and lead my up to her apartment.
I was sitting on her tan leather couch, while she loaded the Note Book, my hand still tingling from her holding it. Her living room was small, and had a lot of décor. A glass coffee table full of books and magazines, tan walls, with one wall painted brown, shelves full of vases and pictures of family. The small room was just cluttered from all of it, but the size made everything seems cozy. She turned off the lights and joined me on the couch. She started out sitting upright to the right of me, but it ended with her head on my shoulder and arms wrapped around my right arm. I stopped paying attention to the movie, and worked on courage to make a move. I was nervous that I might go to fast, and she would get uncomfortable. Half way in the movie I couldn’t hold myself back, and didn’t care about being nervous. I moved my left hand across my thighs, to hers, and just rested my hand mid-thigh. Her muscle was tense but softened within a few seconds, then I continued slowly moved my hand up and inward towards her crotch. It was warm, and I began to slowly rub my hand around that area, and going down to the thigh and back up. Her breathing was quickening and shaking, along with mine. We were staring into each other’s eyes as I undid the pants button and zipper, and slid my hand in. I slowly rubbed my index and middle fingers on the outside of her panties, going in circles then changing the pattern randomly. Her eyes were now closed, her head tilted back, and lips partly open. Her breasts moved up and down as her breathing got heavier, and a light moaned escaped her. I stopped and pulled my hand out, staring at her. She opened her eyes and looked back, looking slightly irritated I stopped.
Rose got up and pulled me up, then moved her hands to the back of my head and pulled me closer to her face. Our lips touched and parted for our tongues, which explored each other’s mouths and wrapped themselves together like two serpents. I have never felt such an explosion of ecstasy from kissing someone, but the feeling Rose gave me made my legs shake and almost collapse. Rose held me by my forearms so I wouldn’t fall, “How about we go to my bed.” Her voice rough from heaving breathing, I nodded and let her lead.
I didn’t pay attention to the décor of the room, I just grabbed her by the shoulders and threw her against the bed, “Don’t move.” I said removing my socks, pants, and shirt, leaving only bra and underwear on. She lifted her head to look at me, I quickly got on top of her and pushed her head back, “I said don’t move.”
I began to kiss her again, and let our tongues dance. I got to my knees on the soft the bed, and removed her pants slowly, kissing her thigh and going down alone with the pants. When the pants came off I threw them against the wall, and started to make my way back up. Kissing her calf, knee, thigh, I slowly brushed my lips and nose against her crotch teasing her, then to her belly button and breasts. I removed her jacket, and white t-shirt underneath.
Rose put the palm of her hand against my stomach and rubbed inward towards my crotch. I leaned in to kiss her. Her hands slid under my panties and she began to slowly rub my clit in, “You’re so wet.”
I moved my hand under her underwear and did the same, “As are yo-” A moan escaped my lips, and for a moment I was overwhelming, by a goddess in front of me, kissing me, and rubbing my clitoris. I almost came there, but held it back. I balanced myself on my knees while she rubbed, and I removed her bra. She stopped and followed me, and then removed my underwear for me and hers. I embraced her, causing her to fall back on her back again. I kissed her neck and slowly rubbed the inside of her thigh, and my lips traveled down to her nipples and I began to suck on them. She began to moan again, louder with each following moan. I stopped sucking her nipples, and stared at her, watching her face. I shoved a finger in her warm wet vagina, and another, I tried a third but it was too tight and she began to look uncomfortable. I quickly went back to two and slowly slid in and out of her, exploring her. I watched her breathing, pacing my thrusts with her breath strokes. Her moans were growing louder and longer, and her fingers began to scratch my back. Her breathing became harsh, fast, and heavy, and her back arched slightly. There was one last long loud moan, which vaguely sound like my name, and her pelvis shot up and down, and her legs curled in along with her fingers and toes. Her whole body became one spasm event, and her long nails cut my back. The whole time I didn’t stop shoving my fingers in and out of her. When her vagina relaxed and her body was calm again, she opened her eyes wide and a large grin spread across her face. I smiled back, proud that I made her orgasm.
She grabbed my waist and rolled me over to my back, “That was amazing, actually amazing doesn’t even cover it.” She whispered with a ragged breath. She grabbed my hand I used to fuck her with and licked of all her cum off, she did it slowly and sexy. She put my hands over my head and scooted herself down, she played with my dark pubes. Curling them and drawing designs, “Did I tell you I liked your pubes?”
I felt the blood rush to my face, “I should of shaved, most girls don’t like it I’m-”
“Shhh.” She hushed me softly and moved her body down. Her figures slid inside me slowly, and then her tongue became a blanket over my citreous. She licked to the rhythm of how fast she put her fingers in and out. She changed her pattern and sucked, and would go back and forth. She moaned alone with me, which made everything feel even better. The pressure built up along with our moans. When I could hold it in anymore, I screamed, and she kept going. Not stopping even after I reached climax, she continued to suck and thrust, moaning with me. The sensation was so good, I came again, and again.
When I was finally done of my multi-climax she slid her fingers out and laid down next to me. Resting her head on my shoulder with her arm across my body. She stared at me, it was an innocent stare, but awestruck, as one would be staring at a colorful grand cathedral. We didn’t say anything for the fear of ruining the moment, so I just stared into her wide ocean eyes, total bliss. We both feel asleep at the same time, holding each other, our legs intertwined, and a large red poofy blanket wrapped up closer together.

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I’d been waiting to hit the beach ever since I moved to Ft. Walton Beach, Florida, but one thing or another would come up and I’d have to put it off again. Finally I got my chance. I packed my suntan lotion, towel, umbrella and a steamy book into my sand proof bag and set it by the door. I rummaged through my drawers and found my bikini. I loved the way it looked on my body. My curves were left to tempt anyone who dared look at me. I felt so incredibly sexy in it. I twirled a few times in front of the mirror to make sure I looked all right. Once I was satisfied I threw on a tank top and a pair of my jogging shorts. I slipped on my sandals, picked up my bag and was out the door. I purposely left my cell phone tucked safely away in my desk drawer. Nothing was going to stop the day I had planned for myself.

I found the perfect spot on the sand and laid out my towel. I watched the families play in the ocean and couples rub lotion on each other as I stripped down to my purple bikini. I rubbed the cocoa nut scented oil onto my body and noticed there was a lifeguard center not too far from where I sat. “Oh good, at least I won’t die of sun stroke.” I laughed to myself as I lay down on my tummy. I cracked open my book; I had left off at the ‘good part’ earlier cause I wanted to have complete focus for it. As I read on I found myself getting excited, turned on. It had happened before, but never in public. I laid there for a bit trying to decide if I needed to stop or just keep going and head for the water after the juicy part was done. I decided on the latter and kept going.

I so wrapped up into the book that I hadn’t heard the lifeguard standing at my side. I caught a glimpse of the red shorts and thought “Great some macho man lifeguard wanting to save me.” I sighed and rolled over. My head began to spin. Apparently I’d been in the sun a bit longer than I thought. Another surprise was the lifeguard was a female, a rather gorgeous one at that. She helped me up and told me I needed to get outta the sun for a bit. She also had some aloe cream at her station and offered to rub it on my now reddening back. I agreed and grabbed my stuff.

We climbed up the ramp to her station and were soon out of the sun’s hot stare. Her hut was cool by comparison. Once she had found the aloe, she told me to lie down on the fold out beach chair. I eased myself into the chair and folded my arms under my cheek. She began to spread the thick gel onto my skin, the coolness of it made my nipples grow hard. Thank god she couldn’t tell. And to top it off I still had that story going in my head. I wanted to get away so I could give my self some release. Her hands felt so good against my back, gently kneading the aloe into my skin. I felt a moan escape my lips and immediately flushed a deep red. She leaned down to my face and asked me if I was enjoying this. I nodded; her hands went further across my back, her fingertips lightly caressing the sides of my breasts. I moaned again. This was too good. As if she could read my mind.

She let her hands roam all over my back, down my thighs, in between them. I squirmed against her hands, completely turned on. First the story and now this! “Roll over.” She said softly. As I turned my body she held onto the string to my top and I felt it loosen from my breasts. She quickly removed my top and set it aside. Her hands still covered in aloe gel worked around my breasts as she leaned forward for a kiss. Our lips met and our tongues began to dance in our mouths. She let out a soft moan as I began to remove her bikini top. She had perfect breasts. I broke off our kiss and brought my mouth to one of her erect nipples. As I sucked I rolled my tongue around her nipple, caressing it out further. Her moans urged me on so I worked her shorts off and to my surprise she wasn’t wearing anything underneath.

As I leaned forward, letting my nose lightly rub against her shaved lips her scent filled my nostrils. She was wet with anticipation. I couldn’t wait to make her cum. I grabbed her slender hips and pressed my face deeper into her pussy. Her wetness coated my face as my tongue explored her folds, searching for her clit. Her moans let me know I had found what I was looking for and I began to stroke her clit with my firm tongue. As my tongue rolled over her clit I worked her down onto the chair and kneeled between her thighs.

She worked her fingers into my hair and gently pushed against the back of my head as my tongue fucked her like a little cock. Her moans were all I could hear over the crashing waves. I held onto her hips tightly with both hands as I rubbed my face into her sweetness. Her body began to tense up and her breathing became gaspy. I continued on relentlessly, knowing she was about to cum. I swirled my tongue around her clit, gently sucking it into my mouth and releasing it. As I slid my middle finger into her tight hole I felt her muscles contract. Her back arched and her body quivered in her climax. I kept up the pace, as I squeezed my legs together, felling as though I could peak with her.

I watched over her shaven mound as her tummy rose and fell, her breathing returning to normal. Once completely sure of her satisfaction I slid back up her body placing butterfly light kisses upon her soft skin. Our lips met again, this time her juices coated my tongue and mixed with our saliva as we kissed. We both let out soft moans as our tongues danced once again.

We lay there on the fold out beach chair for a while. I finally asked her if she needed to get back to work. She laughed and told me it was her day off, she’d just come for the hell of it. I couldn’t have been happier that I finally made it to the beach.

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More of Jenny’s adventures

Jenny had spent much longer at Jamie’s than she had intended and the one thing she was really looking forward to when she got home was to have a bath and wash the cum off and out of her body properly. She was still on a high from her last orgasm and her body felt as if it was glowing. As she opened her front door she didn’t notice the young woman walking behind her. “Jenny …. Jenny” the woman called. As Jenny turned round she saw an extremely attractive older woman in a nurse type uniform. Jenny then remembered the appointment with the health visitor. Jenny apologised for being late and asked if she had been waiting long. The health visitor introduced herself as Beth and explained she was just about to leave when Jenny had appeared. Damn thought Jenny if only the old boys had a bit more energy.
Beth chatted with Jenny and was concerned that she was okay. Jenny looked flushed and she wanted to check Jenny over properly before leaving. Jenny tried to explain that everything was fine and she had just had an energetic walk home but Beth wouldn’t take no for an answer so they went upstairs where Jenny could lie down on the bed while Beth did her checks. Lying on the bed Jenny had the first opportunity to notice just how attractive Beth was, she filled her uniform very well with a cute up turned nose and dark hair scrapped back into a pony tail. Jenny tried to explain that she felt fine and there was nothing wrong. Beth checked her pulse and blood pressure, both were on the high side, she then wanted to check Jenny’s breasts they had grown bigger but it was important to look for other changes. As Beth’s cool hands felt Jenny’s swollen boobs her nipples started to get hard. Jenny thought it strange when Beth said they looked lovely but brushed it off. What took Jenny by complete surprise was when Beth asked Jenny to lift her hips so she could remove her skirt. Jenny hesitated and Beth explained there’s no need to be embarrassed, it would just take a minute. Jenny wasn’t embarrassed by that but she didn’t want Beth to see her soiled knickers. Beth was persistent and after agreeing Jenny didn’t have to take her skirt off Beth promptly lifted it up. “Oh my” said Beth “I think I understand the problem”
Jenny blushed furiously and was about to confess her sin when Beth added. “You should have said you had been to see your husband, you’re a very lucky girl to still be getting some action as most husbands go off the idea, they are scared of hurting the baby.” Jenny just smiled feeling it was best to say nothing. With a practiced dexterity Beth quickly removed Jenny panties. “Gosh I’d better clean you up” breathed Beth feeling her own pussy begin to moisten as Jenny’s pussy came into view. Her pubic hair was all matted with spunk, her lips were still puffy and her clit stood pink and hard, there was still more spunk oozing out of Jenny’s ass. Beth produced a wipe and gently started to clean up the spunk. The cold wipe caught Jenny by surprise and she gasped, then closing her eyes started to enjoy the soothing strokes on her well fucked pussy . Jenny began to feel horny again and realised she was lying on her bed topless, skirt hiked up, knickers off and legs spread with a strange woman wiping spunk from her pussy. Oh my Jenny smiled to herself what a naughty girl I am and without thinking placed her hand on her boobs and began to massage them. Beth noticed this immediately but didn’t react, she had another idea forming in her mind. Jenny still had her eyes closed as she caressed her breasts and enjoyed Beth’s delicate touch. “There’s a bit more that needs cleaning up if you don’t mind I’ll just change positions to get it for you” whispered Beth, Jenny didn’t mind at all as she was losing herself in another fantasy. It didn’t register right away with Jenny but Beth had got up on the bed and while spreading Jenny’s legs wider apart had brought her face to within an inch of Jenny’s pussy, taking in every detail of the puffy lips, the hard pink clit and savouring the smell of spunk and an aroused woman. Beth felt her pussy getting even wetter. She reached out her tongue and lapped at Jenny’s pussy lips. Her hands caressed Jenny’s swollen belly. As Jenny’s eyes fluttered open as she became aware of what was happening to her, she would have stopped it right then, after all, she hadn’t done anything other than kiss another girl before but just at that moment, Beth’s warm mouth engulfed Jenny’s hard clit, her tongue licked around it as she sucked on, not too hard or too gentle, massaging it with just the right pressure. Jenny’s orgasm came quick and completely unexpectedly, Jenny definitely wasn’t going to ask Beth to stop now. however Beth did stop sucking Jenny’s clit and and started to push her tongue deeper into Jenny’s pussy, spreading her lips with her slim fingers and lapping up the spunk inside. Beth then moved down to Jenny’s puckered anal ring and lick around that before pushing inside to get at the white spunk that had not yet leaked out. Jenny loved the feeling and was moaning hard as another more gentle orgasm washed over her. Beth moved away from Jenny’s pussy and quickly stripped off her uniform, bra and panties. As Jenny opened her eyes she saw the naked Beth before her. Beth’s nipples were small, hard and very long, she was also fingering her very wet pussy. Beth lent forward to kiss Jenny, their soft lips brushed together first before Jenny tasted the cum that remained on Beth’s tongue. Jenny reached out to feel Beth’s boobs and hard nipples. Beth gasped in pleasure as Jenny squeezed them and pinched her long nipples. Beth needed to cum and she wanted Jenny to give it to her. So she moved up and straddled Jenny’s head. Jenny could now see just how wet Beth was and licking her finger reached up to rub Beth’s clit. Beth slowly lowered herself onto Jenny’s face. “Please lick me …..I need to feel your tongue inside of me” Jenny was more than happy to oblige after the pleasure Beth had given her and with Beth’s pussy just an inch above her mouth Jenny snaked her tongue out and started to lap at Beth’s pussy lips. Licking hard Jenny pushed between the lips and tasted another woman for the first time. Beth’s breathing was becoming increasing laboured as Jenny licked at the wet pussy her nose rubbing against Beth’s clit. Jenny moved up slightly so she could focus all her attention on Beth’s hard clit, she wrapped her lips around it as if to kiss it and then sucked hard …..probably a little too hard as Beth screamed out loud, her orgasm bursting through her body and letting loose a stream of cum straight into Jenny’s mouth. This surprised Jenny but she just swallowed it down enjoying the taste as Beth ground her steaming pussy over Jenny’s mouth. Beth lifted herself off Jenny and kissed her again licking the last of her cum off off Jenny’s face.
“Thank you” Beth said “I can see you are perfectly well ….. but I think I will need to check up on you regularly from now on just to make sure”

Jenny smiled she liked the idea of having lots of personal attention.

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The followers of Lilith hunt for their goddess across Hell.

The Devil’s Pact, The Hell Chronicles
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2015

Chapter Seven: Lilith

Chantelle Paquet-Holub – The Abyss

“I am Superman!” the brawny, naked man roared as he flew forward, zipping across the sulfur plain.

With my dancer reflexes, I dodged to the left as Lana threw herself to the right. I rolled across the sulfurous dust, spitting the rotten substance out of my mouth as I came up in a crouch. The man pulled up into the sky, twisting around in the air to attack us again.

I recognized the man. He had made international news after Brandon’s death. The man thought he was Superman. Worse, he made Pacts with Lucifer to give him all the powers he needed to become Superman. But Mary was a wily whore. I heard rumors that she used an illusion to look like Lois Lane and the idiot couldn’t resist fucking her.

So if she exorcised his powers, how was he flying?

Superman dived back down at us, his disgusting cock flapping before him. Lana rose to her feet, her large breasts smeared with yellow Dust. My wife fell into a defensive stance, raising up her arms, ready for the asshole’s attack.

The man roared as he hurtled down. Lana side-stepped him, seizing his arm and attempted to use his momentum to throw him into the ground. It didn’t work out well. She tried to pivot, but he had too much mass or something, because Lana was instead yanked off her feet and thrown into the dust as he spun about.

“I am the defender of truth!” Superman bellowed. “I will protect you from Hell, but you must obey me. Submit to me.”

“Fuck that,” groaned Lana as she stood up. “I don’t care how fucking super you are, I don’t need a man to protect me. I’m going to rip off your balls and shove them into your mouth.”

The delusional man bellowed like a bull and charged at Lana. My wife leapt far higher than she should, flipping over him. As she turned, her will lashed out to the ground, forming a bolder of sulfur in Superman’s path.

The idiot crashed into it, cracking the boulder as Lana landed, a smirk on her fac

“How did you jump like that?” I asked, racing up to attack Superman as he stumbled away from the rock.

“I just wished it,” Lana shrugged. “I think that’s how Superass is flying.”

Right, Hell. Things were malleable here.

“Superass?” grolwed the man, blood streaming down his face. He wiped it away, throwing red drops to the yellow ground. I guess he couldn’t make himself invincible. “I have been lenient, whore, but I see you are an enemy of truth and justice.”

“And the America way,” quipped Lana.

I launched a leap kick at Superass, my legs thrusting forward as I flew, wishing myself to soar across the ground like I was in some wire fu action movie. My foot planted into his side, sending him stumbling as I did a back flip to land on my feet, my dark hair whipping about me.

I laughed as I landed. This was amazing.

He recovered as Lana jumped, her feet kicking furiously as she almost hovered in the air. Superass brought up his arms, blocking her kicks. Then he seized her legs. Lana gasped in surprise as he swung her about.

“Let her go!” I shrieked, rushing forward.

He did. Right into me.

“Chantelle!” Lana gasped as she streaked towards me, her blonde hair flying wildly.

I slid to a halt, my feet furrowing the sulfur ground. My wife struck me. I coughed in pain, the pair of us tumbling across the sulfur plain in a tangle of limbs. My vision swam and my head ached when we came to a wrest.

“Fuck, that hurt,” groaned Lana as she rolled off of me. “I’m going to kick his ass.”

“How?” Superass bellowed, looming over us. “I am invincible.”

Before I could react, his fist seized my throat, squeezing hard, and then he threw me. I tumbled through the air, the world spinning about me. And then I hit the dust, bouncing hard and coughing and gasping.

I lay stunned.

My body ached.

Lana screamed.

My wife needed me. I couldn’t lie here like an idiot.

“You will feel every inch of Justice,” Superass yelled.

“You named your cock?” Lana groaned. “You are a super asshole.”

I gathered my will, forcing my body to rise up. I staggered on my feet. Superass had Lana pinned with one hand, his muscles rippling as the other forced her thighs apart. His cock was thick and hard, stabbing at my wife.

A red-hot anger surged through me.

This bastard dared to rape my wife? I would make him pay.

I reached out with my will. Hell was malleable. Was he? Could I reshape him into something better? I would take away everything he prized. His bulging muscles, his chiseled chin, his throbbing cock.

I would emasculate him fully.

“What?” gasped Superass as my will struck him.

His body rippled like a viscous gunk. I strode forward, focusing my will like a laser beam, picturing his new form in my mind. His body contracted as he rippled, his muscles disappearing, his shoulders narrowing. His thick cock vanishing.

“No!” he screamed, his voice high pitched now, almost feminine.

Breasts sprouted from his chiseled pecs, growing heavy and round, his nipples swelling into fat, pink nubs. Her ass grew bubbly, her thighs shapely. Her cock shrank up into her body, a pink gash appearing between her thighs.

I smiled as a petite, shuddering woman writhed atop Lana.

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Svitlana “Lana” Paquet-Holub

I gasped in shock with the ripples spread across Superass.

And then I smiled as his strong chin rounded, his angular face softened, his lips growing plump. A beautiful, feminine face appeared, framed by growing, brown hair. Her skin grew sleek and her body curvy. Round breasts appeared, fat nipples rubbing into mine.

And her cock vanished.

“What did you do?” the new woman squeaked.

“Mmm, Supergirl, you are cute,” I purred, wrapping my arms around her.

“No, I’m Superman,” she protested.

“Not with those tits,” I laughed, my hand sliding down her back to squeeze her ass. I pulled her down, her groin rubbing into my clit.

“Or that cunt,” Chantelle added, striding up.

“You are amazing,” I beamed at my wife, my fingers dipping past Supergirl’s ass between her legs. I brushed a hot, silky fold. “You have a pussy, Supergirl. You can’t be Superman anymore.”

“No,” Supergirl wailed. “Please, give it back.”

“What do you think?” Chantelle asked as I ran my fingers through Supergirl’s pussy.

“I think her cunt’s getting wet. I think she likes being a woman.”

“No, I don’t,” Supergirl said, shaking her head.

“Then why are you squirming on me?” Lana asked as she probed a finger into Supergirl’s tight pussy. “Why is your hot cunt growing so wet?”

Supergirl’s fair cheeks grew flushed, and a soft sigh escaped her lips as I fingered her. “What did you do to me?” she wailed.

“We gave you want you wanted,” Chantelle laughed, kneeling between our thighs and reaching out to play with Supergirl’s cunt with me. “You’ve always secretly wanted to be a woman, right?”

“No,” she moaned. “No, I haven’t. I’m a man.”

“Are you?” Chantelle purred in her sexy, French accent. My pussy itched in delight. “Because it was so easy to change you. Are you sure you didn’t secretly want to be a woman?”

“I…yes.” Supergirl didn’t sound convinced.

I worked my finger deeper into Supergirl’s cunt. “Are you sure you never wanted to have a pussy and experience a hard, thick cock reaming your hole?”

“It’s better than a finger, Supergirl,” Chantelle purred, leaning over to kiss and nuzzle at the new woman’s bubbly ass.”

“I…no. I don’t…oh, wow…”

“You like that,” I purred, massaging inside her pussy. “That’s your G-spot. My finger feels nice, but you’ll love a cock.”

“Please stop. You’re making me…feel funny…”

“Hot and bothered? Are you about to cum, whore?”

“I…I am. Oh, yes! Keep touching me there. Oh, wow.”

I ripped my hands away.

“No. Please, don’t stop. I need it.” Supergirl looked down at me with her brown eyes. “Please, I need to cum.”

“Beg for me to fuck your snatch with my big cock,” I purred.

“But…but you don’t have a…” Her eyes widened as I let my clit grow into a cock, the hard girth popping between her silky thighs and rubbing against her drenched pussy slit. “You do have one. Oh, wow.”

Supergirl squirmed on me, rubbing our breasts together as she humped my shaft. She bit her lip.

“You want to feel her big cock, don’t you,” whispered Chantelle as she leaned over, stroking Supergirl’s ass. “You want that big, thick cock stretching your tight cunt out.”

“No. I…I’m a…”

“A woman. A slut who needs her hot pussy satisfied?” I grinned.

“I…yes…” she groaned. “Oh, yes! I need to be fucked. Let me feel that cock in me.”
Chantelle grasped me, guiding my throbbing shaft to Supergirl’s dripping pussy. The new woman gasped as I slid into her tight depths. She shuddered atop me, mewling in delight as she experienced her first cock.

“Oh, wow! Oh, that’s nice.”

“You like it, slut?” I giggled.

“So much!” Her hips writhed, sliding up and down on my cock. “You’re stretching me out.” Supergirl’s eyes widened; my wife had spared the woman’s asscheeks apart. “Oh, yes, lick my ass. That’s hot, too!”

“You are a slut,” I moaned, her pussy massaging my cock.

Supergirl grinned, humping me with an eager need. She ground her clit into my pubic bone as her new pussy massaged my cock. I groaned, savoring the delights of her paradise. She writhed her hips, swirling me about in her hot tunnel.

Chantelle loomed over us, her black hair draping down across Supergirl’s back.

“What are you doing?” gasped Supergirl, looking over her shoulders at Chantelle.

“I’m fucking your ass,” Chantelle giggled before thrusting. “Why do you think I licked your asshole?”

Supergirl gasped and writhed as my wife invaded her ass with her own clit-turned-cock. Chantelle filled Supergirl’s bowels up, pressing on my own cock buried in her pussy. We were tag-teaming the slut, giving it to her from both ends.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned, humping my hips up into Supergirl’s cunt, savoring the feel of my wife’s dick through the slut’s flesh.

“Oh, yes! Two cocks are even better!” groaned Supergirl as she writhed about. “Yes! Yes! Give it to me! Oh, yes! I’m just a big whore for it! Oh, yes! Oh, wow! You girls are so amazing! I’m…oh, yes! Oh, wow!”

Supergirl’s pussy writhed about my cock, milking me as she came. The new woman loved being stuffed full of dick. She gasped and moaned, screaming out her joy for all of Hell to hear. Chantelle grinned, fucking her harder, slamming into Supergirl’s ass.

“Oh, yes, Chantelle!” I purred. “Her pussy is so tight! Oh, yes! I’m gonna cream her.”

“Do it, baby,” purred Chantelle. “Oh, yes. The little slut is ours.”

“I am!” Supergirl panted. “I am! I love your cocks.”

Her soul was chained to us. Energy flooded my body. I shuddered, my cock spewing cum into our new slave’s cunt. Bliss pummeled my mind. Lust churned through the bond, feeding us more energy as Lana buried her cock into Supergirl’s ass and flooded her bowels.

My wife rolled off Supergirl. Our new slave shuddered as she stood up, her red S painted across her heaving tits, our cum running down her thighs. I pulled Chantelle next to me, struggling to regain my breath after the wonderful fuck.

“What are we doing now?” Supergirl asked.

“We find Lilith,” I smiled. “Your Goddess.”

“Goddess…?” Supergirl asked.

“She’s the Goddess to every woman,” Chantelle informed. “And we’re her high priestesses.”

“Then we should begin our search,” Supergirl declared.

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Marybeth Ayers-Sargent

We found the end of the Sulfur Plain.

It was the farthest we had ever ventured out from our home. My wife and my step-daughter padded at my side, wrapped in the Ghost’s invisibility. Everything in Hell had changed the last week. A void echoed through the vile place, begging to be filled.

The demonic armies that had been gathered had been unleashed on the living world. All the great demons were gone. Those of us that remained could feel the void of their absence, seizing great power for ourselves.

“Let’s check out up there,” Ursula whispered at my side, her invisible hand touching my shoulder.

“Yes,” I whispered back.

The sulfur plains ended at red, blasted hills and craggy rocks. The searing wind seemed to blow from the hills, growing stronger as we crossed the plain. It had grown so bad, two days ago we had to take shelter as the world turned entirely yellow.

“I’ll go check it out, Momma,” Gabriella, Ursula and the Ghost’s daughter, whispered.

“Okay, baby girl,” Ursula told her.

I watched carefully, noting the small disturbances Gabriella left as she scampered across the rocks, kicking up red dust and leaving behind her bare foot prints. We had to cross naked. We couldn’t seem to make our cheerleader uniforms transparent.

Gabriella reached the summit of the hill. I waited, Ursula’s hand squeezing down hard on my shoulder. She could be overprotective of her daughter sometimes. But Gabriella was more than competent. She had her mother’s passion and her father’s appetite.

A single, red rock lifted off the ground and bobbed twice—the all clear signal.

Ursula and I padded through the craggy terrain, making our way up the rocks. The ground was sharp, but our feet were toughened by Hell’s terrain; I didn’t notice the razor edges trying to cut my feet. At the summit, the searing wind howled. In the distance, a great city made of some coppery metal like bronze or brass.

“Dis,” Ursula whispered. “That’s Lucifer’s capital.”

“Was,” I corrected. “He left for greener pastures.”

“Well, someone’s claimed it. Look at the gates.”

An army streamed out. They marched in columns, dressed in black armor. They almost looked like a forest, each man holding a spear, the tip gleaming in the red light. At the head, a man in fearsome, crimson armor rode a nightmarish horse, coal-black hide and fire for a mane. Every time its hooves struck the red earth, sparks flared. Three women dressed in kimono’s rode side-saddle on their own demonic mounts behind him.

“We need to tell the Ghost,” Ursula whispered.

I nodded. The army was marching for the Sulfur Plains.

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Chantelle Paquet-Holub

I hated the sulfurous plains. It was hard to tell which way to go. Supergirl came from a brass city, escaping out of Lucifer’s prison. She whispered that a tyrant named Brandon was coming out on top in the fighting.

“The Patriots tried to fight,” Supergirl said, “but the Samurai’s troops defeated them for Brandon.”

I shivered. Brandon Fitzsimmons. The man who almost defeated Mark. His attack prompted Mark and Mary to form the Theocracy and to dominate the world. Brandon had shown them how dangerous other Warlocks could be—the man had enslaved an entire military base, JBLM near Tacoma, to attack Mark—so the Tyrants hunted down every Warlock there was.

Brandon was reputed to be a cruel man. According to Mark’s propaganda, Brandon sacrificed women to Molech. Over a hundred were raped and burned to death by the Demon. I believed the stories. And now that man might be in control of Lucifer’s domain.

We needed to find Lilith as fast as possible.

The six of us set across the Sulfur Plains. Supergirl’s three captured women became ours when we dominated the new woman. We freed them, and now they were followers of Lilith. We worked through the plains. It was easy to get lost in them. The plains were vast and featureless. There was no sun to give you a reference. The light of hell seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at the same time, providing the same harsh illumination.

We walked through the dust, willing ourselves to find what we searched for. I began to trust my instincts, letting that guide us. I wanted to find Lilith, her daughters, and her worshipers, to unite them against Brandon and any other powers that lurked in the Abyss.

On what may have been our second day—time was a nebulous concept in Hell—we spotted a cloud of dust on the horizon.

“Check it out, Supergirl,” Lana hissed as we ducked down.

The new woman nodded, her face twisting in excitement. There were times Supergirl—that was the only name she would go by now—seemed to forget she had been a man. The longer she was a woman, the more the change seemed to consume her mind.

“Was I really a man,” she would sometimes whisper, staring down at her pubic mound. “Did I really have a cock? It seems like a strange dream. I’m a woman in my memories. It…makes somethings so interesting to remember.”

Supergirl skulked forward, climbing up a slightly higher mound than the rest of the plain. She crawling on her belly when she reached the top, peering over to see what the dust cloud was. I hoped it wasn’t Brandon’s forces. Dis lay nearby the plains, and I had no idea if we had moved closer or farther away from it.

If that even mattered in Hell.

“I feel good about this,” Lana whispered. “This feels like we made the right choice.”

“I’m glad one of us does.”

Lana put her arm around my shoulders, pulling me in close. “We’ll find Lilith and her daughters. Our daughters.”

Lamia, my daughter with Lilith, would be here in Hell. I very much doubt my daughter would have escaped Mark’s wrath. She had been in the City Hall when Mark took Seattle. His forces were merciless with Lilith’s daughters, calling them monsters that had to be exterminated.

My daughter was not a monster.

Lamia was a beautiful creatures. I hoped to see her again. My other daughter, Lily, would be raised by Thamina and Fiona. If she was lucky, she would escape Hell when she died. Unless we found Lilith and figure out how to return the Goddess to the living world and unseat Mark. She did it once, and with our help, she could do it again.

Supergirl let out a scream. The ground erupted around her. She leaped back as something brown and sinuous moved through the dust cloud. I frowned, willing a pair of binoculars into my hand. I peered through them, the scene leaping close.

The monster was a woman shiny, brown skin and now hair. A Dabbat.

“I think that’s Abby,” I smiled, letting the binoculars vanish. “Dabbat, stop attacking!” I screamed, running forward.

“It is Abby,” laughed Lana. Abby was Lilith first Dabbat born, a serpent-like daughter that could control the earth. “You can always count on her.”

Abby had found the Mispach for Lilith, the dagger that had almost killed Mary.
The Dabbat paused, glancing over at us. Her yellow-slitted eyes narrowed, and then she fell to her knees and bowed. “Priestess, do you know where Mother is?” Her voice hissed, but had a sibilant, child-like longing.

“No,” I answered her, reaching the top of the hill. “We’re looking for her, Abby.”

Lilith’s daughter rose. “Is it just you two?”

“I’m afraid so. We haven’t found anyone other than Supergirl and a few women from Dis.”

“I have.”

I looked beyond the hill to see a large group of women, a dozen of Lilith’s daughters circling them.

“It’s Babylon and Crystal,” Lana smiled, waving down at the crowd.

Babylon’s wiccan coven had formed the basis of Lilith’s worship. Lana and I had converted Babylon, her daughter Crystal, Starlight, and the rest to Lilith’s cause that wild night on the summer solstice. We hadn’t found Lilith, but it was a start. We had our own force now. We could strive against the other powers of hell. We would grow stronger.

“Priestesses,” Babylon smiled as we drew nearer, her blonde hair sprinkled with yellow dust. The outer cordon of Lilith’s daughters had let us pass, recognizing us. I didn’t see Cora, Lana’s daughter, or my Lamia though. “We gathered as many as we could. Do you have any idea where to begin looking for Lilith?”

“No,” I admitted, looking out at our followers. “But have faith. We’ll find her.”

A loud, piercing shriek echoed across the plain.

“That’s Luka,” Crystal said, pointing up at flying speck in the air.

The Alukah soared down towards them, flying on wings made from her red hair.

“She must have spotted something,” Babylon whispered. “She’s agitated.”

“It’s Lilith, Mom,” Crystal exclaimed, her youthful face twisting in excitement. “She must have found our Goddess.”

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Lilith

The chain bit into my neck. The brutes that captured me yanked hard. I stumbled, falling to my knees.

I was Lilith. I was the Mother of Monsters, the first woman. I shouldn’t have to be subjected to this humiliation.

But Mark had killed me. The bastard cut off my head so he could save his whore wife. His golden blade had robbed me of all my powers, condemning me back to hell as weak as any normal human.

And I had quickly been rounded up by the brutes before me. They dragged twenty women behind them. When their passions overwhelmed them, we were raped. Three times they had chosen me, stabbing their vile cocks into me and grunting their enjoyment.

When I was free, when I had regained my powers, these two brutes would pay. I would skin them alive and boil them in oil. For eternity, they would know agony. Vengeance burned in my chest. I would punish every man. They would all suffer for their brutality to women.

“Gettin’ dat itch,” grunted one of the brutes, rubbing his hard cock. “Whacha say. Fun time?”

The wart-faced second brute wheezed as he laughed. “I reckon so. These cunt’s are fixin’ to be tilled, and my plow’s itchin’ something mighty fierce.”

I quivered, lowering my head to the sulfur dust, hoping they wouldn’t choose me. My violet eyes squeezed shut. Footsteps neared. Wheezing breath grew louder. A filthy hand clasped my shoulder. I shivered in fear, and a piteous whimper escaped my throat.

I couldn’t help it. These men made me weak.

Mark made me weak.

The air hissed. Something wet and warm splashed on my face, dripping down to my lips, salty and coppery. Blood.

My eyes opened. The wart-faced brute fell in two pieces to the ground, roaring in pain. A woman stood over him, voluptuous, naked, her blonde hair falling around her large breasts. She held a green sword dripping in blood. Two other women cut down the other man.

“You saved us,” I smiled, looking up at them.

“Well, well, well,” the blonde smiled. “Is this who I think it is?”

“That’s Lilith,” gasped another naked, young woman with short, black hair. “What is she doing here?”

“I guess Mark must have killed her, too.”

“I am Lilith,” I breathed. “Goddess to all women. You have earned yourself a place in my court, my warrior women.”

The blonde laughed. “I’m afraid that’s not happening.” She bent down and seized the chains. I shuddered as she claimed our souls for the demon lord she served. Was it Astarte? Her territory bordered the Sulfur Plains.

“You’re not letting us go?” moaned another woman.

“Nope. I’m Ursula, and that’s my wife Marybeth.”

The black-hair girl nodded.

“And my daughter, Gabriella.” Ursula nodded to the other blonde, the youngest of the three women. “And you all have the honor of serving the Ghost.”

“Who?” I gaped.

“You’ll see,” Ursula purred. “I reckon he’ll induct you into his personal harem, Lilith.”

“The Ghost will love you,” Marybeth agreed. “And you’ll come to love serving him as much as we do.”

Lilith shuddered as the girls seized her soul. Such power brimmed in them. They drew on this Ghost’s powers. Whomever he was, he already was clawing himself into a Power of the Abyss. Hell had changed so much since I broke free.

“Let’s go,” Ursula said, the physical chain dissolving from my neck. But I couldn’t disobey her. My soul was chained to her master. She smacked my ass. “Mmm, everyone one of the Cult is going to enjoy you, Lilith.”

“A few of us lost kin to your plague,” Marybeth added. “I’m sure we’ll all want to thank you personally.”

Escaping the brutes had seemed easy. They didn’t have much power, but this Ghost…

I stumbled along with the rest of the women as we crossed the sulfur plain, a bony forest appearing ahead. Tears ran down my cheeks. If only Ziki hadn’t failed. If only she had stabbed Mark Glassner with the Mispach, I would rule the earth.

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The Samurai

“I know what you need, my Lord,” Orihime purred as I stepped into the tent.

The men needed their rest. Even in Hell, wearing armor and marching wearied a person. A few women had been captured on our march. The men vied for their chance to enjoy the spoils. It was disgusting, but my new master was a disgusting man.

But I swore my oaths. I would serve him until he violates our agreement.

My concubines awaited me naked, soapy water dripping from their bodies. “Let us wash away the days dust, my Lord,” giggled lithe Hikaru.

My armor vanished with a thought, and I stretched my muscular body out, lying on my stomach for their soapy massage. Chisato pressed on my left, rubbing her body against mine as Hikaru took the right. Orihime and her heavy breasts slid up and down my legs, her hard nipples trailing over my muscles.

“You are tense, my Lord,” Chisato whispered. “What troubles you?”

“Our purpose,” I sighed. “This shall be our life. Campaigning to take over Hell for that pig of a man.”

“You regret serving him?” Orihime asked.

“It is not dishonorable to serve,” Hikaru murmured.

“It is. I should not have surrendered.”

“And that would only have boughten pain. For you. For us.” Hikaru’s soft lips kissed at his neck as she slid her body up and down on him. “Is that why you submitted?”

“Yes,” I grunted. I couldn’t face letting them suffer any more torment. It made me weak.

“Thank you, my Lord,” Chisato purred.

“We love you just as much,” Orihime added.

I felt love in their touches. They had loved me just as fierce the day they appeared before me, dressed in their schoolgirl uniforms, pledging their undying love to my cause. I could endure any humiliation, any pain for them. They had willingly joined me knowing they faced Hell. My pride could bend for them.

Their sweet shade had become my life.

I rolled over, Orihime’s heavy tits wrapping around my cock, sliding up and down as she washed me. Only Orihime’s breasts were large enough for this delight. I groaned, savoring the sweet bliss of her tits. My other two women purred in my ear, their pliant tits rubbing on my chest.

“We love you so much,” Chisato groaned, her hot pussy sliding on my leg. “We have no regrets.”

“None,” Orihime agreed, sliding her tits faster up and down my cock.

“I know,” I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut.

I let their sweet bodies pleasure me. Their moans and sighs filled my ears as their hot flesh rubbed on me. My cock ached, the tip tingling between Orihime’s silky breasts. Hikaru’s sweet mouth found mine, thrusting her tongue inside.

My hands explored their flesh. I pushed between their thighs. I found their pussies wet and dripping. Hikaru purred into my kiss and Chisato shuddered and mewled, her pussy squeezing down on my fingers.

“Thank you, my love,” groaned Chisato. “You always remember to give us our pleasure.”

“You are a generous, Lord,” Orihime agreed. “Cum, my Lord. Give me your cum.”

“Yes, give it to her. Cum on her tits. I want to lick her clean of your spunk,” Chisato purred.

I groaned, my cock throbbing. My cock erupted, my cum boiling out, covering Orihime’s heavy tits in lines of milky white. Chisato spun, about, my fingers twisting in her pussy, as she leaned over to lick my cum clean.

“That’s it,” giggled Orihime. “Lick my tits. Our Lord enjoys watching us.”

Hikaru broke the kiss, turning about to join Chisato, licking the cum up from Orihime’s other tit. Orihime beamed as her fellow concubines sucked and tweaked her nipples. Pleasure burned in her eyes as she moaned.

“Samurai,” the harsh voice of Abimbola called from outside.

“Yes,” I groaned, pushing my concubines away as I rose.

“Our scouts have spotted a flying demon. It circles a host of women protected by other demons.”

“Ready the army,” I commanded, my armor flashing about my body. “We have tributes to gather for the God-King.”

“Such sweet spoils,” laughed Abimbola. “The God-King will reward us.”.

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Svitlana “Lana” Paquet-Holub

Luka landed, her wings turning back into her hair.

“Priestesses,” she crooned as she stopped before us, her sharp fangs glinting as she smiled. Luka was gorgeous and deadly. She was a vampiric Alukah, drawing her strength from feasting on blood. She had been sent after Mark’s servant Sam, but had been killed.

“What is it?” I asked.

“An army of men,” Luka answered. “They have women prisoners and they’re already forming up to attack us.”

My blood chilled and I glanced at Chantelle.

“We have Lilith’s daughters,” Chantelle declared. “We’ll rescue these women and show these vile men where their place is.”

Luka smiled.

To be continued…

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strange things happen to your dear mistress

Deep passion flows through my blood as i take control over my dear Mizuhashi once again. His moans of pleasure sound like a soft melody in a song. I lay on my back as he devours me completely. Sucking and slurping into my soft tunnel. So hot. “fuck me” I whisper in a low seductive voice. He obeys me and enters my tight whole. Small bites and scratches down his back. I have trained him to please only me. To want only me. A deep hard thrust turns me into something i have been waiting to unleash. I roll over on top of him and tie his hands to the bed post. His eyes shine with lust. I love the bond that we have. That only we can have. I straddle his member and tighten my pussy as if I’m pulling him in deeper. I grind slowly as i look into his eyes. Like I’m looking into his soul and smiling at he person he used to be. Rough, hard, passionate, and steamy. I take what i want. As i reach my climax over and over i can see he can’t last any longer. I untie his hands and push him over onto his stomach. Laying on top of him now with his cock in my hands, i press my body against his. I get close to his ear and whisper ” give it up to me Mizuhashi”. That’s all it took. His muscles relaxed and he came all over the bed. I smile and kiss the back of his neck. The room is filled with the smell of lust and pleasure. A very potent smell, one i find calming.

I walk into the living room to answer the phone. It has been ringing for sometime now. A women’s voice is on the other end. It’s Kim. Since the sauna i can’t seem to stop thinking about her. The connection we had. The same connection i had with Mizuhashi. This could become something more.

” Can we get together sometime?” she asked.

” umm…I’ll see if i can make time”

” Oh, maybe I’ll call you when you have time”

” no it’s fine, where do you live?” as i answered her Mizuhashi was walking out of the room. His body glistening with sweat. I was beginning to get wet again. As she gave me her address i began to imagine me between her thighs. I slid a finger into my pussy. It was so wet and so hot. Mizuhashi dropped to his knees and kissed my mound. He licked and rolled his tongue around my clit like a hungry animal. I arched my back and hung up the phone. He sucked a finger into his mouth and pushed it into my tight ass. I grab a handful of her hair and push him into me further. ” fuck me with your tongue…sssss….hhhhhaaaaaa….harder” i moan uncontrollably. I’ve trained him well. A mind blowing orgasm and a long passionate kiss. Mizuhashi carried me to the shower and helped me wash up.

After gaining my strength back i decided I’ll see Kim today. Surprise her. I walk into a gift store, buy a dozen lilies and some candy hearts. For a woman everyday should be valentines day. As i walk up to her apartment my heart starts to beat fast. At this point i would have walked away because of my past, but some how i couldn’t. I tried to knock on the door but my hand froze. When i finally get the courage to knock she opens the door before i have the chance. Her face lit up when she seen the flowers and candy. That is the expression she should keep. Happiness. Why is she making my think like this?

” wow…Lilies, they are my favorite. How did you know?”

” lucky guess”

” you look amazing”

” thank you, so do you” i said. She did look amazing. A small little spring dress, light, floating just above her skin. Her hair was down and straight. I couldn’t help but to stair at her. Any man or women would be beguiled by her beauty.I was wearing a black dress with small straps and some pumps. The dress didn’t hide much of my long slim legs, tight figure, large breasts, and firm ass. Practically wearing nothing. But she had a smile that brightened everything around her. Some how i felt happy. She invites me in and she shows me around her apartment. It was small and white with black accents. Seemed professionally decorated. I could smell paint so i think it was just recently done. She noticed my interest in the design and began to talk about it. Sitting on the couch having one long boring conversation after another and yet i didn’t care.

I couldn’t help it anymore. I leaned forward for a kiss and put my hand on her leg. The moment our lips touched slightly i felt her body tremble. We began to kiss slowly and passionately. I loved the feeling of her soft lips against mine. My hands began to caress her back and sides. She felt so powerless and fragile. I decided to take it gentle at first. On the phone and in the sauna seemed so different from now. I kiss her neck and chest. My hand wanders down her back and rests softly on her ass. She grabs my hand presses it firmly against her ass. Telling me to take it further. I can tell she wants it badly. She presses her cheek against mine and presses my other hand against her breast. I take control not her. This isn’t how it’s supposed to be. I feel the urge to fuck her madly and eat her pussy until she can’t move. I squeeze her ass tightly and bite her neck. Reaching up i use my other hand and scrape down her back with my nails. She moans in both pleasure and pain. I can’t handle it anymore i slide a hand up her dress. She isn’t wearing any panties. Unable to stop myself i shove three finger into her hot waiting cunt. She begins to shake and jerk around bucking at my fingers. I heard a growl escape her lips. Animalistic noises all around the living room. Heat and the smell of sex fill the room. I felt something i have only felt with Chris. It’s a dark lustful feeling. Shoving my fingers deep inside her feeling as if I’ll split her in half. She’s screaming and begging me to keep going. To give her more. She want’s the pain. I sense something dark in her past that bay effect her in the future. I finally get the courage to get up and leave. I run out the door leaving her there to fend for herself. Hearing her yell for me causes me to run faster. I don’t know what it is, but it’s not right.

Arriving at the hotel Mizuhashi seemed worried that i was back so early. He seen me leave no less than two hours ago. Not stopping i just ran into the room and into the bedroom. My heart is still beating uncontrollably. I can’t stand it. What happened? Why can’t i do it? I’m confused more than worried. I’ve already had most of her in the sauna and then again at her apartment. I lay in bed thinking about everything. Suddenly Ana slipped her way into my mind. I miss her so much. I want to hold her in my arms again. Tears begin to trail down my cheek as i begin to think of the past. My own darkness has been haunting me lately. I can feel something terrible is going to happen. A knock at the door causes me to jump. I wasn’t expecting anyone but i assume it’s Mizuhashi, so i decided to ignore it. I turn the light off and close my eyes. A hand is touching my leg. My eyes fly open and start darting around the room. No one is there. I lay back and try to clear my mind. The hand returns and ventures to my chest. Someone cups my breasts and squeezes them tight. I feel myself becoming wet. The intruder reaches under my dress and pinches my nice pink nipples. I bite my lower lip. It must be a man, the size of the hands are too large to be a woman. One of his hands wonder below my waist line and find it’s self inside my panties. I don’t want it…yes i do. The large fingers move inside me at hyper speed, fast and rotating. I can feel myself ready to cum. Every time his fingers enter my pussy he hits my G spot. I curl my toes and grip the sheets. A hand covers my mouth, someone else is in the room. I let go and squirt across the room. Barely able to breath I practically rape my intruders. I push my finger fucking playmate onto his back and to my surprise he’s already naked. I shove the unfamiliar cock deep inside my pussy and ride him hard. Trusting against his member i start to cry out in lust. Animalistic noises escape my mouth once again. Bucking wildly against this man i don’t know. The other one gets behind me and enters my ass. Anal sex has always been something to take me over the edge. I love the feeling of him sliding in and out of my hot puckering whole. ” Fuck me harder Bitch!” i yell moving harder and faster. Both men begin to hard core smash my pussy and ass. Taking me deeper into madness. I clench my pussy tight and scrape my nails down my intruder’s chest. “bite me!” i Command. They both bit down hard on different areas of my body. I fucked them crazy until i lost myself. Blacking out.

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By now Cody and I had become unofficial business partners and best friends. We agreed we are both exhibitionists who love flaunting our equipment for both sexes, always very exciting with a new audience, a well-paying business relationship only, we will never be lovers in the strict sense.

Our agent Ada introduced us, she has a small team of men, male escorts, or gigolos, she likes to remind us, and organizes bookings for us with her high-end clients.

After around four weeks Cody invited me to his large, high-level unit in the CBD to meet his female partner. “Melanie is five-years older than me and intrigued by our business relationship. She wants to talk to us about ways our act could be more exciting and professional.”

We spent twenty minutes over coffee as Melanie and I sized each other up. She was obviously out to impress me, heels and cut off shorts to highlight her magnificent thighs and ass. “Are you two lovers? Are you fucking each other? Reassure me?”

“No, we are just well paid sex objects for other peoples pleasure.”

“I am reassured, thank goodness,” she smiled. “I told my friend Rosemary about what you boys do together for other people’s sexual pleasure and lots of money. She has years of experience in stage presentations and has offered her assistance and advice. She lives in this building, would you like to meet her?”

“I want to watch you two boys perform, I hope I can offer some constructive advice,” Rosemary smiled five minutes later, dressed in heels and a loose, short dress with slits up to the waist, or it a man’s shirt I muse, as I ogle her good looks and wonderful thighs.

“Go to the next room boys and do whatever it is you do to prepare.”

“Melanie told me you commence by walking out naked under your short, black silk dressing gowns, no belts, before you undress each other. If I was in the audience I would expect maximum impact from the performers, like an overture before a musical,” Rosemary tells us as Cody and I remove each others gowns and flaunt our semi-erect cocks for the two women.

“Let’s start again,’ Rosemary smiled as she and Melanie ogled our semi-erect cocks. “I bought a few things along for you boys. A black bow tie each, the skimpiest, sexiest, crotchless black jock straps I could find, an evil looking cock ring for each of you. And these, two very short, back silk gowns with numbers on them, nine for Cody and ten for you Michael, that only cover half your ass and might just cover your equipment. And some oil as an extra aphrodisiac, my lovers, male and female use it on me. Finally a CD for you, a saxophone version of Rhapsody in Blue. Perfect, wonderful music for sex of any kind.”

“Go back to the next room and prepare? Would you like me to help?,” Rosemary smiled, rather agitated as she followed us in.

“Melanie and Cody are old friends. I have fucked them both and they me,” she told me as she watched Cody and I oil each others naked bodies with the oil she provided.

“I never though I would come across a man bigger than Cody,” she smiled as she watched us slide on the jock straps, then the bow ties. Ten-inches and thick is a benchmark for any woman to have, very exciting,” she whispered as she lightly tongue kissed me while stroking my erection and Cody’s at the same time. “Perhaps you should have a full-time teaser?”

“I want to fuck you, it is just a matter of when,” she whispered as she fondled my now fully erect cock poking out at ninety-degrees.

“When you look at Cody’s erection is that a turn on for you?”

“Yes, it is,” I answered truthfully. “Most men would be turned on looking at it.”

“I like your honest answer. Any women who wouldn’t be turned on looking at your erections is a worry. One more thing, articulate what your are feeling while Cody pleasures you. Some commentary with sex of any kind is an added dimension and a huge extra turn on. And maintain eye contact with someone who is watching and fantasize about them.

“Are you excited at the thought of receiving a blow job from a man with an erection almost as big as yours, while his female lover and I watch?,” Rosemary teased as she positioned us so our erections were touching.

“I heard that deep intake of breath from you both. Exciting was it?,” Rosemary teased as she watched me slide on the cock ring she provided and clipped it under my balls.

“Very exciting,” I whispered truthfully.

“Remember, I want to fuck you, it is just a matter of when. Now showtime boys, make it good, really exciting for Melanie and I.”

When we entered the women were standing side-by-side, legs apart, holding hands with Rhapsody in Blue playing. They were both wearing heels and naked from the waist down, a very sexy look. Wonderful eye candy, two blond women with trimmed jet black pubic hair.

I stood behind Cody and removed his gown making eye contact with his excited lady. Then Cody removed my gown as I made eye contact with his lady, then eye contact with Rosemary.

“Tell the women what you want me to do for you?,” Cody teased as he licked my nipples while he slid a fingertip along the underside of my erection. We were standing side-on to flaunt the full size of our erections for the women as they silently compared our erections.

“My erection is hanging out for a blow job, show the women how good you are,” I whispered to Cody.

Cody’s mouth and tongue were wonderfully wet, he always drinks something special before he has me.

My hands were behind my head, knees bent, as Cody knelt, with his hands on his ankles, the only contact we have is his lips wrapped around the tip of my erection. The music is a perfect match for sex, a long slow build up for both.

Cody has blown me before, he is always exciting for me with my high sex drive and an audience. This time was very exciting with his lover and her friend watching, both naked from the waist down as we talked to each other while he edged me. “I heard Melanie telling you she wants to fuck you. Would you like to watch my lady give me a blow job as foreplay for you?”

“When,” was all I could mutter as he edged me with his lips and tongue before he finished me off with his hand, my hands behind my head as I kept eye contact with Rosemary and Melanie.

“Have you ever watched a woman give Cody a blow job?,” Rosemary asked as we sat side-by-side, both of us naked, after she watched me shower and helped me dry off.

“No,” I answered diplomatically. Though we had both enjoyed watching each other receive blow jobs from women who paid us after we had performed for groups of women.

“My turn now Cody,” Melanie told him. “Hands behind your head, back to the wall. This is very exciting for me, giving you a blow job immediately after Rosemary and I watched you blowing a man with a thick, ten-inch erection.”

“Rosemary wants this to be foreplay for her before she fucks your friend,” Melanie told Cody, let’s turn them on with some foreplay.

Always exciting watching another man receiving a blow job, this time from his girlfriend who had been feeling insecure.

“That is such a turn on for me, watching two hung men receiving blow jobs in one session,” Rosemary whispered as she watched her friend blowing Cody. “Is that a turn for you?,” she asked as she teased my cock.

“You know it is, she is very good, my cock is responding while I watch them with you stroking it.”

Cody was turning us all on as he was moaning and groaning incomprehensibly and breathing very heavily, his body shaking.

“I want you now, right now,” Rosemary told me as she took my hand before she stood with her back to the wall close to Cody. “Fuck me standing up, I want you in me, right up to you balls when Cody blows. Are you watching Cody? I love love it. He is huge, fucking huge.”

“Yes, I am watching, I love it,” he replied. “Swallow?,” he mumbled as Melanie gave him a thumbs up.

“Melanie and Cody are old friends. I have fucked them both and they me,” Rosemary told me again. “They have never watched me fucking a man bigger than Cody though. “I love it.

“Melanie and I are very competitive,” she told me after what must have been fifteen minutes as I was breathing heavily. “Swallow?,” she asked on her knees with the tip of my erection between her lips with Melanie and Cody watching closely.

Cody couldn’t help himself as he told her, “Like this Rosemary, like this,” as he ran his thumb tip and a fingertip along the free portion of my erection.

“Exquisite, so fucking good,” I moaned loudly as two talented people, a male and a female bought me to orgasm.

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Father and Daughter Romance

Chapter Twenty
Seven Months Later

It was early morning as Lindsey sat up. She had taken the last month off of school because she was so close to her due date. She got out of bed with great difficulty, her large pregnant belly standing out in front of her. He pants were soaked. Pain was racking her pelvic region. She shook the bed. “Brian, my water just broke. Hurry.”

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Joseph and Helen were quiet as they entered the hospital room. Lindsey was sleeping peacefully, covered in sweat. Brian sat near by, holding the baby in his arms. “It’s a girl,” he said with a smile that reminded Joseph of a father’s pride.
Helen clasped her hands together. “She is so beautiful. And what’s her name?”
“Haley,” Lindsey said, sitting up in her bed.
They turned and gently hugged her. Helen wiped her forehead with a clean wash cloth. “How do you feel?” she asked Lindsey.
“Exhausted. Sore.”
Helen chuckled. “Welcome to the world of motherhood, Darling. Brian wasn’t easy to push out.”
Lindsey smiled weakly and took her mother’s hand. “I know that you aren’t my biological mother, but you are still my Mom. I love you. You have always been there for me. I will never again take you for granted.”
The two women smiled and hugged. “I love you,” Helen whispered.
“I love you two, Mommy.”
Joseph lovingly patted his daughter’s head. “You are the perfect daughter. I am sorry for hurting you.”
She smiled up at him. “I forgive you, Daddy.”

Two Months Later

It was lunch time as Lindsey’s phone beeped. She looked at the text and smiled. It was a picture of Brian and Haley. When she put her phone up, Alex sat at the table. “When are you going to do a DNA test?” he asked.
She looked at him. “I’m not going to. Brian is her father.”
“No he’s not. You know it.”
“Shut up. I don’t care. Try to court order it, and I will make sure that you never see her at all. As far as she’s concerned, Brian is her daddy. Not you.”
He looked angry. “Why?”
“I don’t have to explain myself to you, Alex. My rule is final.”
He shrugged and got up. “Fine. I just hope that one day she finds out.”
“She will. I’ll tell her when I think she is ready. Until then, keep your fucking mouth shut.”
As Alex stormed off, Lindsey ate her sandwich. She was just about to text Brian back when someone walked through the door. His name was Kevin Myers, the high school quarterback. He had short black hair, and bright amber eyes. His skin was tan and smooth. His body was slick and muscular. She knew that she just had to have one last casual fuck.
When he sat down with her, she was surprised. “Hey, Lindsey. How are you?”
“Kevin? Why are you sitting with me?”
He reached a hand under the table and rubbed her knee. “I just wanted to see if you would rather get lunch off campus.”
Lindsey didn’t know what to say. At fifteen, she had been dieing to fuck him. Now he was more than willing. Had turning seventeen changed her that much? Or was it the fact that she had a child? “Really?” she asked.
Kevin nodded. “Yeah. I have a SUV with back seats that go all of the way down into the floor. There’s plenty of room to lay down.”
Lindsey smirked. “Sounds fun”

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The back of Kevin’s vehicle wasn’t quite what she had thought as she lay there. Kevin had her shirt off and was sloppily kissing her neck. “I want to fuck you so hard,” he whispered in her ear.
Lindsey instantly thought about Brian and Haley. She couldn’t imagine what she had once seen in Kevin. He was a slob. Her pants were quickly pulled off her. Then her panties were removed, and her heart began pounding. Kevin had his cock aimed at her pussy, from which she had only recently given birth to her precious little girl. “Stop,” she said.
He looked confused. “What? I am not stopping now. You are so hot.”
She tried to shove him away, but he was too strong. He rammed himself inside her. She screamed as he fucked her hard. Thankfully, he was a minute man, so to speak, and was quickly done. As he pulled on his clothes, he glared at her. “Alex said that you might be difficult. Maybe now you’ll let him see the kid that could be his.”
Lindsey felt so betrayed and broken as she lay there naked. She curled her self into a ball and sobbed. Then he picked her up by her hair. “You gonna cut Alex some slack?” he yelled, spitting in her face.
She cried. “Please, stop.”
Kevin punched her in the gut, knocking the wind out of her. She gasped as she fell. He continued punching her, his fist meeting her ribs and face repeatedly. When he was finally done, he threw her out of the vehicle and tossed her clothes on top of her. “You are such a slut,” he hissed as he shut his vehicle and walked away.
Minutes later, a girl found her there. The police were called, and Lindsey found a familiar set of arms holding her. She passed out, the pain becoming too much. But she knew that she was safe.

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Pain rushed through Lindsey as she opened her eyes. A heart monitor beeped steadily nearby. When she saw Joseph, tears threatened to leak from her eyes. “You came?” she asked.
He nodded. “I was first on the scene. How are you feeling?”
“I’m hurting pretty bad. Am I going to be alright?”
“Yeah. The doctor said you only sustained some bruises and cuts. You were lucky.”
She looked into his eyes. “Kevin?”
Joseph nodded again. “We got him. A witness saw him throw you out of his car. And he confessed that Alex paid him to do it.”
“Is Alex in jail too?”
Joseph smiled. “Yeah. And they won’t be getting out any time soon. Now, just relax. I’m not leaving.”

Chapter Twenty-One
One Year Later

Lindsey was so happy that they had waited to get married. She looked at herself in the mirror. The pure silk gown clung to her body. At only eighteen years old, she was a gorgeous bride. He mother put a gold diamond necklace around her neck. “Your grandmother gave me this on the day of my wedding. And now, I am giving it to you.”
She hugged her tight. “You are so beautiful, Lindsey.”
As the music started, the brides maids and the maid of honor proceeded out into the chapel. Lindsey’s heart began pounding in her chest. “I’m so nervous.”
Helen brushed a hand over her cheek. “Don’t be.”
A knock on the door made Lindsey calm herself. “Are you ready?” Joseph called from the other side.
“Yeah,” she said as she opened the door.
They looped their arms and began walking. At the entrance to the chapel, Lindsey felt all of the eyes on her. She had only graduated a month ago. Haley had turned one already, and had been the cutest little flower girl. Now she was marrying the one man that truly loved her with all of his heart.
As she locked gazes with Brian, she proceeded down the aisle. People were smiling and taking pictures, but she could only see him. This was the moment that she had been waiting for. As she took Brian’s hands, she felt herself enter destiny.

Three Months Later

Joseph smiled as he rang the doorbell to Brian’s apartment. When the door opened, Brian smiled at him. “Hey Dad. We weren’t expecting you.”
“I just wanted to come by and see Lindsey and Haley.”
“Papaw,” Haley shouted as she ran to him.
He smiled and scooped her up into his arms. “How is my little angel?” he asked.
Haley giggled. “Daddy is taking me to the park!”
“That sounds fun! When you get back, I’ll take you out for some ice cream!”
Haley smiled and hugged him again. “I love you, Papaw!”
He hugged her tight. “I love you too, Bug.”
As Brian and Haley left, Joseph shut the door. Moments later, Lindsey walked out of the kitchen with a tight white spaghetti strap shirt and baggy hollister sweat pants. Her hair was in a messy bun, and there was a dish rag slung over her shoulder. “Hey, Dad,” she said with a grin.
“Hey, Baby. I just wanted to see you. How have you been?”
She shrugged. “Not bad. Haley keeps me busy when I’m not doing my online college classes.”
“What are you studying?”
She smiled. “Criminal Justice. Figured I might become a cop.”
Joseph chuckled as he approached her. “Well, I am proud of you. You have really done good for yourself. And did you hear about Derrick?”
Lindsey looked slightly uncomfortable. She never liked for people to mention him. “What about him? Did someone assassinate him? They’d be doing the world a favor.”
Joseph sighed. “He won the election.”
“Good for him. How about you? What’s new with you?”
“I am thinking about running for county sheriff. Maybe I might get into politics myself.”
Lindsey rolled her eyes. “Not you too.”
“And I have been thinking about you.”
Lindsey smirked. “Really?”
He nodded as he pinned her to the wall. “I just have to have you one more time.”
Their lips locked passionately. She unbuckled his belt and quickly let his pants fall to the floor. He boxers followed behind them. Then he slid her pants down with her panties and kissed her snatch. “You still taste amazing,” he whispered as he slid back up to kiss her lips.
He picked her up by her ass, and she wrapped her amrs and legs around him. He thrust deep into her, making her gasp. “God, that feels good,” she moaned.
“I missed you, Lindsey.”
Her eyes fluttered. “But what about Mommy?”
Joseph kissed her. “I am still with her. But I want to be with you when I can. You will always be my precious girl.”
Lindsey smirked in the sexiest way. “I love being daddy’s little girl.”

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