My Muscleman Roommate Pt. 05

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Andrew was mounting me daily. It was as though he couldn’t live without it. The more he bred me, the more I craved it. But I also loved sucking him off. Giving him oral sex was so amazing, that sometimes, when he was fucking me, I began to fantasize that I was sucking him off, simultaneously. To me, that would be the ultimate sexual experience. It was a so sexy to pretend that was possible.

My ass got super conditioned to take his enormous cock. I thought back to when I was so tiny, and so very tight. I recalled how it was such a turn on for Andrew. Now, it was very different. It developed pronounced ass lips, that encircled the hole. Andrew certainly appeared to still love it, just as much as before. I know he felt a manly sense of pride knowing how he changed it so much. It was even able to accept his enormous cock, several times a day, if need be. The mounting process was also considerably shorter, and much less uncomfortable.

Aside from the dramatic physical changes, my ass was also so much more sexually sensitive. I was ejaculating, hands free, almost every time he bred me. My ass induced orgasms were much stronger, and prolonged. There were times that I begged him to fuck me again, after he had already bred me out.

Andrew’s lustfulness increased. He always seemed horny now. It even carried over to when he slept. Early one morning, when it was still dark, I was awakened because his enormous, rock hard cock was twitching and flopping around, hitting me. I was groggy, sleeping on the side of his body with my arm resting across his muscular chest. I realized that I was getting all wet, and could smell sperm. I checked, and he was fast asleep, having a massive wet dream. Cum was shooting all over as big ropes of thick wad. Several ropes even bombarded my face and head.

I thought about getting a towel to clean it all up, but it started to really turn me on. I decided to carefully rub some if it on his big muscles, being very careful not to wake him. I rubbed some on my body too. I loved wad all over me. There was still a lot left over, and I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to lap it all up, enjoying the manly stud’s cream. It was a very rich and delicious late-night snack.

It wasn’t just him who’s lust was surfacing in the middle of the night. I found myself sucking him off as he slept. I normally wake up to take a pee about four o’clock. When I come back to bed, and cuddle up to him. I love the sensations I felt returning to him. His big muscular body was so warm. His manly scent was so sexy. His enormous cock was so rock hard, and leaking. All this manly stimulation would overwhelm me. I’d get to such a state that I couldn’t control myself, and carefully would go down on him, hoping not to disturb his sleep.

It was as though I was having a secret affair with his big cock. I was essentially facilitating another one of his wet dreams. I tried to be very quite, keeping the sucking noises to a minimum. I would catch myself moaning, and did my best to control it. I was feeding on such massive wads in the middle of the night, then falling back into a blissful sleep, totally contented, and satisfied. In the morning, when we woke up, I could still taste the strong flavor of his cock and sperm.

All I could think about was his enormous cock pumping my ass out. We would judiciously move towards intercourse, as my appetite to suck big cock and eat sperm was satiated earlier, while he slept. I liked sitting up on top of him, and mounting his enormous cock like that. I loved that position because I could see and feel up his massive muscles. He flexed for me as I did so. I could also smell his super manly scent, as I enjoyed his amazing physique.

Sitting on his big cock was the best position to verbalize our love. We each said such sweet and caring things to each other while his immense manhood was deep inside me. I slowly, and sensually, bounced up and down on it, whimpering…

“Oh Andrew, I’m so in love with you.”

“I love you too baby doll, and I love how you can take such big, heavy cock,” he replied.

“I just can’t stop myself. You’re such a manly, big cocked, super stud.”

Of course, he continued to punch the heavy bag, which facilitated very nasty sex. In fact, he was working on it so hard, that his body fat percentage went even lower, which brought out more big, ripped muscle definition.

One ünye escort morning, we were cuddling in bed, and engaged in some light sexy talk. Andrew started talking about his big black workout partner, named Jake…

“You should meet Jake. He’s such a nice guy, and very curious about you.”

“Well sure, I’d love to meet him. He seemed so nice on the phone when we had that short chat,” I quickly responded.

Andrew made a suggestion that made sense to me, “Good, I’ll invite him over for dinner after our workout, if that’s OK with you?”

“Of course,” I replied, excitedly.

I admit I’ve been looking forward to meeting him. He seemed mysterious at this point, and it would be fun to check him out. Black guys intrigued me. I tended to look at the black musclemen in the body building magazines quite a bit. I thought their big dark muscles looked so sexy. I wondered what they felt and smelled like.

Then Andrew said, “Let me ask Jake about tonight, I know he’ll want to.”

“Great, I’ll go to the store and get some big steaks!”

We both were a little charged up about having Jake for dinner. I started working on Andrew in earnest, feeling up his big muscles as he flexed for me. We both were getting so turned on, and as I was lightly jacking on his enormous cock, I asked, “Does Jake have a giant cock like this one?”

“Yes baby, it’s really massive,” he replied.

Hearing that sent an electric charge throughout my body, and I immediately went down on Andrew, as my mind was racing…

Would Andrew be upset if I was attracted to Jake?

Did Andrew want me to know that Jake was so massive?

Was Andrew thinking that I’d want to blow Jake?

I came to realize a while ago that Andrew is very confident about himself, and about my love for him. He knew that nothing, or no one, could ever take me away from him. He obviously didn’t feel threatened.

All our talk about Jake was supercharging our sex that morning. We were both thinking about Jake coming over, and I hadn’t even met him yet. This was new, and it was exciting. I started fantasizing about Jake.

I went to the store and bought the best steaks I could find, two really big ones, and a small one for me. It was fun shopping for everything, and figuring out what I was going to prepare.

I couldn’t decide what to wear, so I called Andrew. I wanted to look good for Jake. I also didn’t want to wear anything Andrew wouldn’t approve of. I decided to call Andrew at the gym, and just ask him.

He was breathing heavily from working out when he answered the phone. I could hear heavy weights clanking in the background, and guys talking as he spoke….

“What’s up babe?”

“Andrew, what do you want me to wear tonight?”

“I think you should wear that pink silk robe,” he said, matter-of-factly. Then added, “I’ve been bragging about you to Jake, and want to show you off.”

“I think I’d like wearing that, if your sure it’s OK,” I carefully replied.

He closed the conversation to get back to his workout, and said, “For sure, it’s just a relaxing evening, and we should all be comfortable.”

I hung up the phone, and was highly titillated. I started to get ready, doing everything that I always did. I took a long hot shower, and did my habitual body shaving to be as smooth as possible. I was excited about meeting Jake, and looked forward to dinner. As I showered, thoughts of big black musclemen, and big black cocks, swirled around in my head.

They both arrived just after everything was ready. I even put candles on the dinner table. I was anxious, and excited, at the same time. They walked into the kitchen, still wearing their workout sweats, and Andrew introduced me to Jake. Immediately, I felt relaxed around him, and went to him to gave him a welcoming hug. Right away, I could feel his physique was just as massive as Andrew’s. He smelled very strong from his workout. It was a different manly smell than Andrew’s. If anything, it was stronger, and more intense. I was drawn to it.

Then Andrew said, “Hey Jake, let’s get this sweaty stuff off, and get into something else.”

Jake replied, “Sounds good, this workout gear is too sweaty.”

They went back into Andrew’s bedroom, and I overheard Andrew say, “I normally just wear my bikini shorts around here. You can borrow one if you’d like.”

“Are şanlıurfa escort you sure that’s cool?” Jake asked.

“Yeah, he’s used to it. That’s all I wear most of the time for him, no big deal.”

I couldn’t believe it! They were both going to come out in bikini underwear. I knew from Andrew that bodybuilders liked to show off their bodies, and were used to being scantly clothed. But this was going to be something else entirely.

Next thing I knew, these two massive musclemen were in my kitchen, getting themselves beers, almost nude. I didn’t want to stare at them, but eventually thought, “Hell with it, they love being ogled.”

I checked both of them out. Right away, any question about Jake’s cock and balls was answered. From what I could tell, he was just as enormous as Andrew. I loved looking at his giant bulge, and I loved looking at his ultra-muscular black body. The kitchen was totally inundated with super manly scent. Andrew would always smell up the kitchen, but now Jake’s body essentially doubled the powerful manly smells.

I didn’t know which bulge to look at, and found myself glancing at both of them, whenever an opportunity presented itself. I was hard, but my silk robe covered my little erection. They sat at the dinner table and I served their meal. I noticed both of them were checking me out, and it made me feel super sexy.

Then Andrew said, “Jake, I told you he was hot.”

Jake replied, “Oh man, your sure a lucky guy.”

I laughed lightly, and said, “You two are making me blush.”

I added, “Here I am, with two of the most muscular men I’ve ever seen, who are just wearing little bikini underwear, and you both think that I’m hot.”

We actually had a somewhat normal discussion while eating dinner. I opened a bottle of wine, and we all got more relaxed. I drank more than they did, and felt a little tipsy.

During our discussion, I discovered that Jake had been single for a while now. I also found out that Jake shared his girlfriend with Andrew a few years ago, when Andrew was single. Apparently, Andrew was always invited over to Jakes place, and Andrew hit it off with Jake’s girlfriend. She was willing to service Andrew when he was in need. They said it was about friendship, and serious workout partners support each other, above all else.

I guess I wasn’t all that surprised where this was going, but I didn’t think it would evolve this quickly. It made me feel sexy, and I could certainly see how Jake’s ex-girlfriend was taken in by these two super studs. They both told me how great the meal was, and then Jake quickly got up, and said, “Please, let me clear the table for you guys, it’s the least I could do.”

As he moved around the table removing our dishes, I got up-close views of his giant bulge. Andrew saw me staring at it, and by the look on his face, he approved. It was all packed in, and like Andrew’s, it was was barely contained by the bikini underwear. Portions of big black cock, and big heavy black balls, were visible as the fabric was all stretched out, creating a big opening between the thin bikini pouch, and his crotch. It looked extremely heavy, and dense.

At one point he reached over to get a glass on the other side of the table, and I could smell his powerful cock, and it was even more intense than Andrew’s. It was all I could do to contain myself. Andrew sensed my attraction, and after Jake finished clearing the table, Andrew said, “Jake, why don’t you pose for us, let’s see how big your getting.”

“Sure, I’m feeling pretty big after that hard workout we had today.”

Jake stepped back and started flexing. Wow, he looked amazingly, so big and thick. Even Andrew said, “Dude, your getting bigger, I’ll need to step up my game.”

Then Andrew had me sit on his lap as we watched Jake, in amazement. Andrew reached over to see if I was hard. He figured that I was. Then, he looked into my eyes, and slowly pulled back my robe, exposing my little erection for Jake to see.

Jake was sweating from his effort, and his massive bulge was expanding. Andrew whispered in my ear, “Jake needs release, and I want you to enjoy yourself.”

Then I sat up, kissed Andrew on the lips tenderly, and thanked him, before going to Jake. I started by worshipping Jake’s considerable muscles, just like I do with Andrew. This was different, I was ürgüp escort also putting on a show for Andrew, while worshipping Jake. I wanted to make it super sexy for Andrew’s viewing pleasure.

I sensually slipped off my pink silk robe, and returned to feeling up Jake’s black stud body. I arched my back, knowing Andrew would notice. My little cock was hard the whole time. Jake smelled even more manly than Andrew. I assumed black guys have a stronger, manlier, stud scent.

I had an overpowering urge to suck big black cock. I bent down and helped Jake pull off the bikini. His giant cock and balls literally sprang out of the shorts, and flopped all over the place. I was overwhelmed with the super strong smell of it, and immediately started sucking, passionately. The taste was very meaty, and rich. He tasted wonderful. I loved it. I looked back at Andrew, and as I did so, I sensually started sniffing Jake’s strongly scented cock and balls, rubbing my nose on them.

It was apparent that Jake’s black balls were just as big and heavy as Andrew’s big white balls. I assumed he would also generate a massive wad. I was getting extremely horny, and wanted his wad. His big black cock head was a little smaller than Andrew’s, but his shaft had a little more girth, and it curved to the side. The big black cock was actually easier to suck on because my mouth wasn’t as stretched out from his cock head, and the thicker, curving shaft, felt incredible in my little hands.

Jake really did need release, and he unloaded in under five minutes of sucking and licking. He exploded beyond my capacity to swallow. His wad blew all over my face and body. I glanced back at Andrew, and could see he had his enormous cock out, and was jacking on it as he watched. I lapped up as much of Jake’s sperm as I could, and as sensually as I could, as both super studs looked on.

Jake’s cum was more watery than Andrew’s, and it tasted even better. It made me look all wet and shiny. I was in sperm heaven. I felt cum drunk, and turned to crawl over to Andrew. He was propped up in his chair, still jacking on his massive cock. Andrew was looking at my little, shapely, cum covered body. I greedily went down on him.

Andrew said, “You were so hot with Jake, baby doll.”

I looked up into Andrew’s eyes, and whispered, “I love sucking on Jake’s big black cock for you.”

And added, “Look at Jake’s load all over my little body, it’s so sticky.”

“Oh baby doll, your driving me crazy. I’m gonna give you such a big wad.”

Within 60 seconds, he exploded. I ate up his thick load, and never felt so full. Now, I had wad from two musclebound studs in my stomach, all over my face, and splattered all over my toned, little body.

While I was blowing Andrew, Jake had sat down in the kitchen chair behind me, and I didn’t even realize it until after I finished off Andrew. Jake was rock hard again, and I instinctively turned around on my knees, and went back to work on his giant black cock. I loved how their enormous cocks tasted and smelled different, unique from each other. Both incredibly manly, in their own ways. I could tell that Jake loved hearing me moan and whimper as I sucked his big cock. I couldn’t stop myself from doing so, given his amazing body. Jake unloaded again, and I ate as much as I could.

Jake said, “Damn, this boy really does love cum!”

Andrew replied, “I told you, he is so bad.”

At this point, I needed release. I started sniffing away on Jake’s cock and balls, and turned my body enough so Andrew could see me jacking my penis with quick little pumps, using my thumb and index finger. I think I said something like, “I love sucking dirty, big black cock!” Then spurted little droplets of delicate gel. I was conditioned to eat my cum for Andrew, and instinctively started licking it off my hand and fingers, smacking my lips.

I heard Jake say, “Damn.”

To which Andrew responded, “I know.”

I went back over to Andrew, sat on his lap, and we embraced as he softy rocked me by lifting his big thigh up and down as I rested my head on his shoulder. I felt so fulfilled. I took my head off his shoulder, and lovingly leaned my chest to his face, moving my left nipple to his mouth. He sucked on it, passionately. Then, he started alternating, sucking on each of my delicate nipples. I never felt so feminine, so loved, and so appreciated.

Jake was watching and said, “You two are so lucky to have each other, and to be in love like this.”

I wasn’t sure how things with Jake would evolve. However, it was clear that Andrew wanted me to keep Jake satisfied, at least until he found a girlfriend.

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For the Love of God Ch. 10

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The life of Matthew, a devoted Christian man, is turned upside down when he finds out that his own step-son engages in homosexual deviant activities! The poor Jacob is addicted to cocks. Now, Matthew has to find a way to save his step-son as well as his family’s reputation! No matter the cost.

The story, names, and places are entirely fictional. All characters featured are above 18. Enjoy.

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FOR THE LOVE OF GOD

Chapter 10: The new Virgin Mary

Since we had gotten the “Terrence” situation (mostly) under control, things had gotten slightly better.

To my knowledge, none of the men serviced by Jacob could talk without compromising themselves at this point. Coach Hamilton, Mayor Gordon, Martin, Terrence, my old military instructor Larry Prewett (that dick!), they were all married and, officially, straight as one can be.

I could finally breathe a little even though there were a couple things that I was still quite nervous about, aside from the general issue of my step-son being a relentless cock-sucker whore.

First, there was the missing dildo.

The nine-inches piece of plastic, proof of how decadent my life had gotten in the past few weeks, had seemingly disappeared from the surface of the Earth. Neither Jacob nor I had any idea of where it could be and no one made any mention of it in the family.

It was just a complete mystery and I was very limited in investigating it.

I could not really ask Mary: “By the way, did you happen to stumble into a large dildo in our car? I lost mine!”

Maybe this phallic disappearance was part of some sort of miracle. God does work in mysterious ways.

Second, I was deemed to welcome my brother to spend a few days with us. Finally, Mr. Johnson and Terrence had agreed on some terms for Terrence to drop any potential law suit for his work accident.

Martin had done most of the convincing of his friend and I had worked on Mr. Johnson until he reluctantly agreed on giving an exceptional bonus to Terrence for his “hard work” and to celebrate the imminent arrival of his future baby.

A lawyer had to carve out the formal details of the agreement and my brother had agreed to do it, it was the perfect opportunity for him to visit us. I love Jeremy, but with everything going on at the moment, just arranging that he would sleep in Jacob’s room was nerve-wracking for me.

Do not worry, I had made sure that Jacob would sleep with his twin brother and not with his uncle. We can never be too careful with that little horned-up cock-hungry slut! Despite those cautionary measures, somehow, I was afraid that my younger brother would figure that something was wrong within my family.

Besides, Mary was already annoying me with her questions about his lifestyle.

“Still single at 40. I hope he will mention a woman in his life when he’s here. It’s about time.”

“You know how he is, always buried himself in work. And life in New-York city is very different from here.”

“Of course… But sometimes, I wonder. A big shot lawyer like him, handsome as well. Unmarried. It raises questions.”

I did not say anything. It was a dangerous path to go down.

When he was in his twenties, I thought that Jeremy was a bachelor, probably bringing a new girl in his man-cave every night. In his thirties and while I was getting married, I thought he was too focused on work to build a personal relationship, he was trying to get partnership at his firm. Now, in his forties, I had more trouble justifying why he would still be single.

Since learning about Jacob’s secrets, I must say that it was becoming more difficult to ignore the elephant in the room… Could Jeremy be gay? Would Mary allow him in our home if this were the case?

By virtue of good old Christian charity, Mary has always considered that the homosexuals should be treated with kindness but she also thought that they should try to redeem themselves so they could, maybe one day, be forgiven by God and get their place in Heaven.

Obviously, she was against any form of “normalizing” gay behaviours and she was, on that ground, fully aligned with Mayor Gordon’s stands on refusing to marry gay people, supporting conversions camps and banning any talk of sexual orientation with teenagers.

If only Mary knew that Mayor Gordon had been giving her own son some very personal sexual education lessons! But this is not the point.

Luckily, Mary would never dare to say out loud that my brother could be gay so she kept the rest of her thoughts to herself. You have to admit that the Christian hypocrisy and uneasiness about those topics come handy at times.

That night after we talked, I locked myself up in the bathroom for a quick wank. I had not done anything with Jacob since he had blown Terrence and Martin’s dicks in our living-room, and even then, although I was very horny, I had not stroked my own cock.

It had been nearly a week since that crazy afternoon and my balls were beyond full. Mary and Aaron were always around so I had barely üçyol escort talked to Jacob on how he was coping but since he was not asking for anymore “skull-fucking session”, I thought it was better not to bring it up and to take care of my dick myself.

I remember a time when jerking off occasionally was my biggest sin. Oh, the good old days!

I scrolled through my phone in search of a good porn. Quickly, I found myself back in the “bukkake” section in an attempt to find another gem.

“2 girls swallow a gallon of cum”: yeah, maybe.

“A bitch is punished by 100 BBC”: BBC meaning big black cocks, I knew the lingo now, but I had watched similar scenes too many times before and the guy on the preview looked too much like Terrence.

“Trans VS 20 cocks: fill her throat!”: this strangely piqued my interest.

I was intrigued. The woman on the preview looked hot as fuck, I mean, she already had two large cocks in her mouth and cum dripping on her cheeks, but I would have never known she was trans.

I got fully naked, sat down on the toilets and launched the video. I even put headphones on to enjoy the full experience.

It was as raunchy as I expected: spit, piss, cum, huge cocks being shoved in that transwoman’s throat and double penetration in her ass. The only difference was, a flaccid cock could be seen between her legs from time to time. None of those guys fucking her seemed to care. I was surprised I did not mind either.

I had heard about it, like a crazy forbidden myth, but I had never dared to watch a porn featuring a trans woman before. Truth was, it had never really occurred to me. For a second, I thought of Mr. Johnson’s son, Kevin, apparently, he was watching trans porn on the regular.

I judged him so hard when I first heard about it, and look at me now.

It was vile. Wrong at every level. But I was already going to Hell anyway and my dick was painfully hard. So why stop?

I jerked off. The bitch could take many cocks at the same time but something in her eye did not feel right. And I am not talking about the jizz which was sticking in her eyebrows. She did not look as into it as… well… as Jacob could be!

See, when you watch Jacob bobbing up and down on a big cock, you can feel that he really means it, that he wants it from the bottom of his depraved mind, that he was born for it. That girl on the video, not so much.

If Jacob were there with me, he would know what to do with my big daddy’s cock. I would no longer be forced to hold it with my two hands. He would worship it, lick it, taste it, suck it, and take it in the ass.

Fuck. What was I thinking? My dick throbbed at the idea.

I was getting confused, maybe because that particular scene was more heavily focused on the transwoman’s gaping hole than her mouth. Yeah. It was probably that.

At some point, she took three dicks in her ravaged asshole. I did not know it was possible for a hole to stretch this far. Jacob’s anus seemed so tight in comparison. I could not even see my own dick fitting in it.

Well, I could imagine it, but my shaft looked so thick for the narrow tunnel. I would hurt my step-son so bad.

Looking back, I guess this was one of the moments, if it was even possible, when I descended further into sin.

I was horny. I was no longer myself. I stopped the porn video that I was watching and I went to check a secret file on my phone. I had created it right after Terrence came to my home.

“VirginMary” was the password I had chosen.

Do not ask me why, it was the first thing that had come to my mind on the moment.

But neither Mary, the mother of Jesus, nor Mary, my wife was hiding behind the secret file. No. There were only pictures and videos of Jacob, sucking a gigantic black dick, or my neighbour’s hairy and veiny cock.

I searched into the files until I found the video I was looking for: the one where I had focused on his ass.

Salvation will never come. I have gone way too far.

I stroked my dick for long minutes, looking at my son’s virgin ass, trapped in his brother’s old jockstrap, on repeat. At some point, he arched his back so much to reach the base of Terrence’s balls, that his cheeks spread apart and there was a clear view of his tight and pink asshole. Heaven.

Or Hell?

I closed my eyes and thought about the moment where Terry’s monster cock got so close to his hole. I could swear his anus winked at me. Begging me to take him.

Aaaaahhh…

I jizzed. All over my hairy chest. I was sitting down straight but the spunk still reached my face and my mouth. The orgasm was amazing.

But the pleasure was quickly replaced by panic.

A text showed up on my screen while I was hitting my chin with a huge volley of cum:

“U think we could go back at it with J? Caroline is having the baby any day now; I need some stress relief asap. Let me know. T.”

Good Lord, was Terrence insane sending me texts like that?! How could he expect that he would get to fuck my step-son’s ulus escort face ever again?! Did I not make it clear it was a one-time thing only?

Thinking of which, I did not… We never told Terrence that the goal was to compromise him, we rather told him it was no big deal and all in good fun! No wonders why he got the wrong idea.

Fuck.

I wiped the cum off my chest, well, most of it, I was about to go in the shower anyway, and immediately texted back to Terrence.

“Be careful with your texts, T., I don’t want to put you at risk with Caroline. Great news for the baby. I’m sure you cannot wait to meet your son.”

I thought that my text was perfect. It re-centred the danger of getting caught on to him and his wife, maybe he would get the message that was he was doing was more dangerous for him that it was for me (even though this was not really the case), and I made sure to change the subject to the least sexual thing possible.

He did not reply. Good.

The Thursday before my brother was supposed to come, we re-arranged the rooms with the boys. We were nine days after Jacob had sucked Terrence and Martin’s dicks, and three days after my last ejaculation in the bathroom.

To be perfectly honest, I had been obsessed with the video of Jacob’s virgin ass since then.

Mary was very stressed about the house looking perfect for Jeremy, as if my brother would go look under the furniture to make sure there was not dust (women, sometimes!), and I proposed we ordered dinner in. We got some burgers and hotdogs to make the twins happy. It was cheat-day for Aaron.

We were all sitting together, Mary in front of me, Jacob on my left, and Aaron in front of him. I smiled to myself seeing Aaron eating his hotdog. In this position, he reminded me of his twin brother, a lot!

“I did learn an interesting piece of information today at work.” Mary said in the middle of eating her hamburger and fries.

“Oh really?” I mostly faked interest.

That is also part of what being a good husband looks like.

“Well! It is quite juicy.” She teased. “It is about one of our boys and nonother than Mayor Gordon.”

I almost spilled out my beer. I looked at Jacob, terrified. She could not know! And if she knew, she could not bring it up like this!?

“Come on, honey. Tell us. Enough with the teasing.” I said, my voice slightly trembling.

She smiled largely.

“Looks like Miss Emma Gordon would be interested in our Aaron.”

What a relief! It was about the other twin! Aaron was getting red on his side of the table.

Normally, Mary would not take such a news lightly, dating was a very serious and supervised matter, but the good Christian Gordon’s family, very involved in politics and in the Church, was the perfect fit for one of Mary’s sons.

“Cut it off, mom.” He mumbled, halfway in his hotdog.

“Come on, Aaron.” She pinched his ear affectuously. “Why did I have to learn this through a third party when you should have been the one telling me?”

“I don’t have to tell you anything like that. Besides, nothing happened.” Aaron said.

I could see that Jacob was nervously moving below the table. What was up with him?

“Thank God, nothing happened! Emma is a good girl and I think we have been clear enough with you on the importance of chastity before marriage. But you are 18 years-old, I think a nice coffee with her could be appropriate.”

Aaron rolled his eyes.

“Who told you about that anyway?”

“Mayor Gordon’s mother, Georgina, she is one of our patients at the hospital and she lives down the street. She thought you were already seeing each-other and asked me for details. The curious mouse! I think she wanted to know if we were a good Christian family, I reassured her on that front. But why would she think you two are already dating?”

At that moment, I lost focus on a conversation as a hand, Jacob’s hand to be specific, grabbed my left thigh.

“Oh!” I shouted inadvertently, surprised by the sudden feeling of excitement running through my body. “I mean, that sure is interesting. I hope that you do keep respectful distances, son.” I said awkwardly.

“We’re both 18, we’re both adults!” He grumbled. “I think her grandmother must have seen us talking at the school or something. Nothing more.”

“You know the Gordons form a very respectable family around here. No slip-up will be tolerated.” Mary said much more seriously.

Jacob’s hand went further in my inner thigh, until he was very close to my balls. I gave him a severe look. What was he playing at?! Fuck! And why the hell my dick was responding to that touch? Was I this weak?!

“I won’t do anything, mom.” Aaron said, jaded.

“Well, past experiences had taught me to be cautious with you, young man.”

“Really? We are going to talk about this, again?”

Things were hitting up a bit, both around the table and below the table.

Jacob’s hand found my crotch around that time, he grabbed my dick through my pants, already at ümraniye escort half-mast. I started sweating. That boy was insane! What if they caught us? I mean, we were sufficiently hidden below the tablecloth but…

Oh God, he was now rubbing his hand over my junks. I could no longer think clearly.

Meanwhile, Mary was continuing her moral lesson:

“We will talk about this as long as I deem it necessary. Don’t you know that I would prefer not being forced to have this type of conversations? I thought I had raised you right.”

“I don’t do anything compared to the other guys at school! I’m more behaved than any of them! You should see the guys within the football team.”

“I’ve told you this a million times, I don’t care about what the others do or don’t. And you’re certainly not as well-behaved as your brother!”

Said brother was literally sliding his hand inside my pants. Touching over the fabric was no longer sufficient, he wanted to feel the real thing. My big juicy dick, getting hard under his fingers.

I let him.

“That’s because Jacob is a geek!” Aaron replied angrily.

“I’d rather be a geek than a dumb jock!” Jacob snapped back as he was starting to stroke my dick.

How the hell could he be so calm about this? I was losing my freaking mind!

“Boys!” Mary scolded. “Honey?”

Really Mary, looking for some support from your husband? He is busy right now, getting a hand job from your son!

“Yeah… I… I’m aligned with your mother. Both of you, be respectful.”

“Pfff…” Aaron grumbled, still biting in the last piece of his hotdog.

“Aaron, can’t you see that your mother is making a step in your direction?” I said, trying to focus on the conversation despite what was happening in my pants. Believe me, it took immense efforts! “Why don’t you follow her advice and invite Emma for a coffee?”

Jacob squeezed my dickhead. He was really going for it. It was like the little brat wanted me to slip-up.

“Exactly. No need to be that upset, I think a date with a certain number of rules to avoid any… hum… overflowing of emotions would be a great idea.” Mary added.

“You only want me to date her because she’s the mayor’s daughter.”

“What’s wrong with that? Of course, I want my son to date respectable people. Both of them.”

Jacob could not jack me off properly with my dick stuck in my pants. I ended up being the one opening the fly to get my big hardening cock fully out.

Fucking great feeling that was!

You can judge me all you want: at this point, I needed my step-son to finish me off, right in the middle of diner.

From this point on, Jacob stroked me furiously and I really lost track of the conversation. Mary and Aaron were babbling about Christian values, hypocrisy, Emma Gordon… Who cared?

At some point, Jacob got his hand from below the table and I could see a hint of precum on his index. He licked it off with some mayonnaise from his hamburger. I almost jizzed right there!

“I mean, I do agree that she’s hot so I would not mind…” Aaron was saying in one last provocation.

“AARON!” Mary slapped the table.

I was surprised by her anger; I should have said something but I was so distracted. My dick was leaking all over Jacob’s hand.

“Language, Aaron.” I simply said after an awkward silence.

This was not enough for Mary.

“You really are impossible!” She scolded him.

“Come on, honey, he was just joking.” I said to appease the tension. “Aaron, tell your…” Jacob massaged my balls firmly. Fuck. “Tell your… your mother that you were joking.”

“I was! You’re so uptight sometimes!”

“As long as you’re living under my roof, I’ll be as uptight as I wish.”

“That’s right. Four more months. Can I finish my fries in peace now?” He smiled at his mom. He pulled out the puppy eyes to win her over. Crisis adverted.

Mary finally conceded a defeated smile.

“You can finish your plate…”

During all of this time, I was receiving the most satisfying hand job.

Although I hate to admit it, the fact that Jacob was doing this in such a risky and public setting was clearly part of the excitement. At one point, I figured that I should cum faster than later to put an end to this before desert.

I did not have much effort to do, I had been wanting to cum for a while, my dick throbbing and pulsating out of my pants.

The only thing I did not plan was for the clean-up… That would be a problem for future-me to solve.

While Jacob was talking about his upcoming swimming competitions to his mother, the fucker was rubbing my cockhead, stroking my shaft and then playing with my foreskin as if his life was depending on it.

“Coach Hamilton is such a great man!” Mary told.

“Yeah, he’s really been there for me.” Jacob concurred. “He’s a little bit like dad in a way, except Daddy is so much better of course.”

Jacob smiled at me. I was done.

I looked in his eyes as I exploded in his hands, trying to remain collected. I am not sure that I managed to keep a straight face. As I was spraying Jacob, I had the atrocious feeling that it was clearly smelling like fresh cum around the dinner table.

Aaron and Mary in front of us did not seem to notice anything. Thank God.

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Even after thirty minutes observing Rembrandt’s “The Night Watch” at Amsterdam’s Rijksmuseum I hadn’t exhausted my curiosity. Similarly, the canal-side barge houseboats caught my attention as I walked the city. I was curious what they were like inside. A different curiosity brought me to the De Wallen red-light district, where whores stood in full-length glass windows, flirting silently to lure johns in the street below to the rooms behind them.

Emerging from there, a sleek house barge painted in emerald green and mustard yellow caught my attention and I stood for several minutes admiring it. I turned to see that I hadn’t caught all that De Wallen had to offer. On the second story of a building facing the canal, a window displayed a young man, effeminate and willowy, moving languidly in ballet poses—apparently for me.

“Die man is niet voor jou.”

I turned toward the canal at the sound of the voice. “Excuse me?”

“Ah, English,” the man said, his voice heavily accented, tuşba escort but he obviously had better control of English than I ever would have of Dutch.

“I said that young man, Finn, is not for you. He is girly man. He needs a man’s man. I think you need a man’s man too.”

There was no question that the man framed in the doorway down into the green and yellow houseboat was a man’s man. He was solid, wearing a flapping-open black leather vest and low-slung black leather pants. He was bald, but hirsute everywhere else, covered with curly reddish-brown hair. Under the hair was a riot of colorful tattooing in an Asian motif. He could have hung in the Rijksmuseum and attracted as much of an audience as Rembrandt did. He was muscular, a Zeus of a man, and arousingly thuggish in facial features.

“You were admiring the boat. You wish to come inside?”

Yes, I wanted to come inside. I was curious. I could have said no and walked on, but I didn’t.

The interior was fascinating, decked out like a Spanish galleon—commodious but all efficiency.

After tüyap escort the tour, he said, “Have you ever tasted Genever, the Dutch liquor?”

No, I hadn’t. I could have turned that offer down, but I didn’t. Neither did I turn down a few drags on whatever he was smoking.

On a sofa, he kissed and fondled me, undressed me, shed his vest and pants. I could have left then, but I didn’t. He pressed my head down into his lap. I gave him jaw-challenging head. He ran his hands up my inner thighs. I shuddered and spread them, rolling my pelvis up to his command. He wasn’t long, but he had an extremely thick beer-can cock. I was open to him, and he pressed his advantage. I gasped and panted hard, digging my fingernails into his biceps, as he forced himself inside me, stretching and punishing. I hugged his hips with my knees, clutched his hairy ass cheeks. Collapsing, I surrendered full control. Slow slides, sucking nipples. Feasting and fucking.

“Better in the bed, I think,” he said, withdrawing, draping me over his shoulder, and taking me to tuzla escort the sleeping cabin in the stern.

Once there I found out why the change and lost my last chance to leave. My wrists were restrained to two metal rings sunk into the wooden wall over the head of the bed. Face toward ceiling, I was totally his now. He knelt, back ramrod straight, between my thighs, his hands grasping my buttocks and holding them a foot off the bed, squeezing and separating them. Suspended over the bed, my arms stretched and aching, I pressed my feet into the mattress. Again I gasped and panted as he penetrated.

The sounds were my moans and murmurs of “Fuck, fuck, fuck” and the slapping of his meaty balls against the tender skin of my buttocks as he fucked. Surrendering and now open enough to take him, I dug my toes into the mattress and swung with him.

Well into the rhythm of the fuck, I heard the basso-profundo voice in the other cabin.

“Ik ben terug, Liam. Ben je hier?—I am back, Liam. Are you here?”

A massive figure of a man filled the doorway. “Wat hebben we hier. Hij is leuk. Zullen we delen?—what do we have here? He’s cute. Shall we share?”

He already was unbuckling and unzipping and releasing a shaft almost as thick as Liam’s and much longer.

They shared. I was transported well beyond curiosity.

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Chapter 1

Hello. My name is Sasha. This happened two years ago. I got accepted at the university and went to the capital. My parents helped me to rent a small apartment. Didn’t had any friends in this city so mostly I spend my time in front of my computer. Games and porn. I didn’t had any sexual experience — I was slim, tiny boy, more girly looking and I was virgin. I really liked watching porn. And because my hormones were crazy I bought couple of sex toys and actually tried anal sex. And it was really good — I was shocked when I put the first one in my virgin ass. It felt amazing.

Next thing was to create couple of profiles in different dating cites. I enjoyed the hard core porn so my imagination was working like crazy. So I wrote:

“I have some kinky fantasies that I really want to explore. My fantasy is to be kidnapped and sold as a sex slave and to be in captivity for a week or maybe two. I would love to have a collar on my neck and cuffs on my hands and legs. To be punished and trained with whips, to be spanked regularly and finally my ass and my mouth to be fucked at any time of day and night

I got like hundred messages in the first hours. I was surprised how many man actually respond. 80% of the messages were hate talk, and maybe two or three were real. I answered them and exchanged some messages. One guy — John — got my attention. He was really nice and I liked how he spoke. After the general talk, he asked me:

– So dear, are you really want to do what you wrote here?

– Yes, I was thinking of this and it’s like a fantasy but I really want to do it…

– You have a quite a kinky imagination, I like that. So to be clear you want to be a sex slave for a week?

– Ugh yes, I think so.

tosya escort And did you have sex before?

– No I’m virgin. But I tried with couple of sex toys and I liked it.

– Oh I see, that awesome. I think I can help you with your fantasy.

– Wow. Sounds great.

– Ok. Let’s exchange some photos if you want. I want to see you naked.

– I can do that.

Quickly removed my clothes and took some pictures. I was really excited sending them. After a couple of minutes I received from John. He was quite big man, looked strong with tattoos on his body. And — a really big dick — wow.

– Hey you are really cute – said John — I like you, such a perfect little piece of ass.

– Thank you. You look good too — you have big penis…..

– Ha-ha yes, you will try it. I have some more questions. Are you ok with more than one person?

– What do you mean?

– I mean group sex. If you are going to be kidnaped and used, it’s normal to be from more people.

– Aha. I think its ok. It sounds exciting….

– Great. I have a lot of friends that will enjoy having fun with you. Let’s do it tomorrow, it’s Friday and I can keep you for the weekend at my home — I live in a house near the city.

– I………….why not, I can do that.

– Great. Tomorrow evening, let’s say 9 pm take the subway till the last stop. I’ll be there with a friend to pick you up.

– I…………… will be there.

– One last thing — prepare your ass, clean it good because we will use that hole all night long.

– Ahhhhh I’ll do that.

That was crazy. Is this for real? It seems scary and not normal but….. Why not? I’ve already decided to do it. And I’ll have sex finally!

I couldn’t trabzon escort sleep. All kind of kinky things were going through my mind. Woke up early and tried to do some house work. Around 6 pm I went to the bathroom and took a long shower and cleaned my ass as I watched how to do it on internet.

Finally I went to the subway and at 9 pm I was at the last station. I saw John coming to me with a friend, quite big too.

– Hey sweaty, I was wondering if you’re going to come.

– Hi John, nice to see you.

– This is my friend, Nick.

– Hello Nick.

– Wow you are amazing. I like you — said Nick.

– Come, let’s go — said John.

We went to a big black SUV. The station at this time was empty.

– So Sasha, let’s start with the fantasy here. — Saying that he opened the trunk — jump inside!

It was happening. I climbed in the trunk and lied on the floor. John came and put zip ties on my legs binding them tightly together, next he zip tied my hands behind my back and last he covered my head with a black hood. He closed the trunk and after a minute or two the car started to move. I was really excited, tied at the trunk helpless in stranger’s car, going to unknown place to be fucked! Wow, exactly as I fantasized.

After maybe half an hour the car stopped and someone opened the trunk. Strong hands lift me from the floor and placed me on someone’s shoulder. Steps up, opening of a door, more steps down and another door. The guy carrying me dropped me down. The hood was removed.

I looked around. I was lying on a dirty mattress, an old sofa nearby. No windows on the walls so I guess it was a cellar. There was a table at the back covered with all kinds of ropes, cuffs, chains, tunalı escort whips and dildoes.

– Listen now you little whore. You are going to do exactly what we say or you will be severely punished! Is this clear?

– Yes, yes please don’t hurt me….

John came to me, removed the zip ties from my legs and hands.

– Good. Now strip down! Quickly!

I did as he ordered and got naked. He placed cuffs on my ankles with long chain, took and put a metal collar with a leash on my neck and of course my hands were chained too.

– Now get on your fours and spread that little ass, we are going to fuck your brain out…

– But mister, please, I’m virgin….. –saying that John grabbed me for hear and smack me on my face.

– You will open this mouth only to suck dick, do you understand?

– Oh yes please….

Both of them removed their clothes and now I saw for real their two big dicks! They sat on the sofa and John taking s thick stick said:

– Crow here slut, start sucking…

Quickly, crawling on my fours I went to the sofa. John grabbed me for the hair and placed my mouth at his dick. I opened it obediently and start sucking for the first time in my life. Suddenly he smacked me with his stick on my bare ass.

– Auggggggghhhh — I screamed in pain.

– Listen whore, you are useless, you can’t suck properly a dick! Until you learn I’ll punish you every time — saying that he moved me on his lap with my ass up and started spanking my little but with his hand. — I want to count every hit, instead of crying, do you understand?

– – ough, yes mister….one — smack, two — smack……… ten — smack.

– Now get back on your knees and suck it again.

My ass was hurting from the spanking. Now I understood that everything is real, those two guys were going to punish me hard. It was only the begging of the night and my butt already hurt — who knows what is coming next, only could of imagine what is going to be when they decide to fuck me.

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That Is Not My Husband

PART 1

This chapter is going to be a bit slow and long. It will be slowly built up as I’m trying to write the story clearly with backgrounds and all that stuff so bare with me! More slutty and extremely dirty parts coming in the next chapters!

Warning: Keep in mind this is purely fictional created by me and all characters are 18+

Main Characters:

Charles – Thirty years old – American – Five foot eight

Will – Thirty years old – Half American Half Spanish – Six foot six

Neo – Nineteen years old – Half Swedish Half American – five foot five

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That Is Not My Husband – PART 1

POV (Charles)

Thump thump thump. I love it when my big, hunky, and soft-hearted top of a husband slowly pounds his eleven inch dick inside me.

“I’m about to bust baby” He slowly mumbled with his deep and raspy voice.

“Dump that load in me bubba” I replied enthusiastically and he did, blowing our loads at the same time.

“You were fucking amazing bubba!” My husband whispered as he slowly cuddled and caressed my back after dumping his thick load inside of me. He’s always been this caring and soft man that I fell in love with and married, constantly assuring me that I’m amazing in bed when we both know I’m not capable of taking his eleven inch dick inside of me nor deep-throat it. I’ve always suggested to my husband that I like being fucked roughly like in porn but he refuses every time as he sternly reassures me and says “I adore and love you too much to fuck you like a whore”. Since then I settled for vanilla sex and slowly started loving it.

“I’ll get you a towel and your water” he said affectionately, kissing me in the forehead before going down the stairs, not even bothering to cover up his gargantuan of a cock as it slowly softens.

As I wait for my husband to come back I started to reminisce on our relationship. Me and Will met in university ten years ago during a group assignment and we have been inseparable ever since. We got married at twenty-five and bought our dream home together. We are both turning thirty this year and also planning to celebrate our fifth year anniversary in Hawaii next month. We have also adopted a nine year old boy named Theo who we adore and love dearly so much. Overall I have never been this happy as I finally have my dream life, living in my dream home, having a happy family and most importantly being married to a good looking and soft-hearted of a tunceli escort hunk that adores and loves me so much.

“Here you go baby” Will says as he carefully sets down the water and towel in the bedside table, smiling at me with his all American-Hispanic hunk smile that never fails to make me blush.

As I watch him I quickly remembered that my beloved nephew Neo is coming to stay with us this summer as he is starting his summer semester for his university and I needed to tell my husband. My husband has always gotten along with everyone in my family except Neo as he has always been a troublesome of a kid, causing havoc everywhere he goes.

“Bubba I know you’re not gonna be happy but Neo will be staying with us this summer as he needs to do summer school here” I hesitantly told him.

My husband loudly whines and slowly says “Why us? I don’t want him around our kid”

“Bubba my sister said he’s changed and wants to become better hence why he’s going university, give him a chance please?” I sadly asked giving him my all American pout.

“You’re lucky I fucking love you and your tight and leaky asshole, so it’s fine” he jokingly says.

“But does that mean we’re gonna have less sex?” My husband added sadly copying my pout.

“Yes bubba as he will be in the room next to us” I say affectionately.

“Whatever I’ll still fuck you, he’s old enough to understand” My hunk of a husband sternly says and started kissing me for round two.

Neo was born when I was eleven and my sister was only fifteen when she gave birth, getting pregnant by a Swedish tourist. Ever since Neo was born I’ve always had a soft heart for the kid and he can do no wrong in my eyes hence why he is closer to me and is closed off from the rest of the family. Neo is nineteen now and has always been caught hanging in the bad crowd and I’m glad he is starting to better his life by going to university starting this summer.

In the frizzy and cold wind, me and Will waited for Neo to arrive outside the airport.

“Welcome to California!” I excitedly say to Neo giving him a hug.

“Thank you uncle” Neo thankfully replies in a warm tone.

“Welcome kid! don’t cause us trouble please for the love of God” my husband jokingly says, shaking Neos hand firmly looking him straight in the eye.

“Oh please stop! It has not been five minutes and you’re already reprimanding him.” I firmly say.

As I look at my car I realized that there will be no space for two people at the back of my small Toyota car as there is a huge expensive computer sitting turgutlu escort in the front seat that I forgot to remove from my car and another three in the middle of the back seat. My car is usually full of computers which comes with running a computer shop business and I learnt to deal with it.

My car boot is also full of Neo’s luggage, bags and some computer clutter boxes so I can’t move them there either. The left side of the backseat is Theo’s car seat and he is sleeping peacefully so there is only the right side of the back seat that is available.

“You don’t mind sitting in Will’s lap do you?” I sternly asked Neo

“What?!, why-y?” Will asked cluelessly.

“Well there is no space we can’t move the computers or Theo’s car seat as the car is already full” I annoyingly say

“Unless you wanna take an Uber?” I turned to my husband and asked, not wanting Neo to think he is the problem in this situation.

“No it’s okay he doesn’t have to, I’ll sit on his lap, I know Ubers are expensive here so it’s okay” Neo replied firmly

Will did not try to argue as he already knows when I am annoyed and doesn’t want to cause drama. That is one of his qualities that I love, becoming considerate of me and putting up with my mood swings.

“Okay suck it up buttercup, it’ll be only be an hour drive big boy” I firmly say to Will.

I watched Will go into the car and waited for Neo to sit on his lap before going into the driver’s seat. I couldn’t really see them from my rearview mirror as the three huge I-MAC computers in the middle of the backseat was blocking the view.

I turned on the loud music on the radio and started to drive in the warm and sunny weather. Twenty-five minutes into the drive I asked my husband “Will, are you hanging in there?” I jokingly asked.

“Yeah-hhh bub-ba” He breathily says with his deep and husky voice.

“Okay Neo you good?” I asked in my concerned voice.

“Yupppp Uncle it’s just hot and humid” Neo sternly says, breathing heavily. I hear my husband’s heavy breathing in the background of the loud music and can slightly hear his muffled mutters and thought to myself “I need to drive quicker as it is hot and humid with all the clutter in the car along with the hot Californian weather.”

I hear a strange sound in the back not entirely sure where it was coming whether it was from the loud music or the computers rubbing against all the clutter in the car.

Ten minutes later I hear a loud groan from my husband.

“Grghhhh fuck!” My beloved husband angrily shouts.

“Are you okay turhal escort baby?” I asked in my concerned voice. Looking back in the rearview mirror only seeing the big computers blocking the view.

“Yea-hhh bu-b-bba it’s ju-st so ho–t in here” My husband replies breathing heavily.

“Not too long to go bubba” I replied firmly.

I could hear both of them breathing heavily with their muffled grunts, as I know it is extremely hard to breathe in there with the heat and clutter.

However, I can still slightly hear that my husband and my nephew are talking to each in the background of the loud music, breathing heavily and I smiled as they barely talk when they were around each other and now they were engaging in a conversation.

Twenty-five minutes later we arrived home.

I got off the car and saw my husband and Neo get off, both of them looking disheveled in the warm sunny Californian weather.

“Are you guys okay, You guys look dead?” I jokingly say and asked

“Fuck bubba it was so hot in there, next time I want you in my lap!” My golden retriever of a husband says who proceeded to sloppily kiss me, avoiding eye contact with Neo for some reason.

I chuckled and smacked him and said “Ha that is so inappropriate, there is a young man in here” as I point and glance to Neo.

“It’s okay! I don’t mind at all!” Neo smirks and bluntly replies.

“Thank you for picking me up and letting me stay with you uncle!” Neo says with a big warm smile.

Neo turns to my husband and jokingly says

“And thank you to you too “bubba” he mimicked me “For letting me sit on your lap!” he added, putting a loud emphasis on the lap.

He then smirked at me and then winked at Will.

I looked at my hunk of a husband and he looked slightly unamused and worried. I laughed.

“Get used to him mimicking us” I say happily and jokingly as Neo has the same humor of my sister who pokes fun at the nicknames we call each other.

“Whatever” My unamused husband replied sternly.

I started laughing at his face and reaction.

I watched my husband help Neo carry his bags and thought it was a wholesome moment. I then was caught off-guard as I was staring at Neo’s ass recognising that he got his bubble butt from me and my sister.

“Bubble butts are extremely present in our genetics” I thought to myself.

I then caught my husband staring at Neo’s bubble butt and somehow I felt my friend inside my pants tent and come alive but I shrugged the thought.

My husband then tripped on the staircase before the front-door, distracted by what was in-front of him and I started laughing with Neo, forgetting about what he was staring at.

“This is gonna be fun” I say to myself laughing, not knowing what actually happened in that car.

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End of Part 1.

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Thirteen

The smell of incense was overpowering and Mirja had to take small shallow breaths to get accustomed to the scent. It was surprising how much of a surprise it was each time she entered the parlor. But it was exacerbated by using the pathways. That way you got sent right into the middle of it without any warning. The regular customers, and the girls who entered the mundane way had some time to acclimatize themselves in the entryway and the reception chamber.

“You are aware that it is not allowed for anyone below fifth tier to use the pathway chambers?”

Mirja froze then slowly turned around trying to set her face in an apologizing look to face the Matron.

“Yes, Mistress Lorelee,” Mirja said curtsying, tilting her head slightly forward looking down at the floor.

“In fact,” the Matron continued. “It should not be within the skillset of anyone below fifth tier to utilize the pathways.”

Mirja looked up and thought she saw a glimmer of glee in the Matron’s eyes.

“It will not happen again,” she said promptly.

Lorelee drew a deep breath, clearly not affected by the smell. Her jewelry rattled and Mirja could not help but look at her impressive cleavage as her chest rose.

“Oh. I am sure it will. And we will have to see to getting you to at least third tier rather soon. It would be quite the scandal if this came to light. Now. You are late for your visitor.”

Mirja nodded and curtsied once more.

“Remember: Knowledge. Power. Gold. In that order.”

Mirja nodded again. She did remember. The Mistress had told them a hundred times, at least, the mantra of the parlors. Knowledge. Power. Gold. The first thing a girl should try to gather was knowledge. Information was the most important thing gained by the faculty of Matrimancy from the parlors, and one of the main reasons why the College had been successful in surviving through no less than seven dynasties of the Empire. Second came power. The creation of bonds to the clients and the drawing of matrimantic power through those bonds. Not much through each bond. You couldn’t leave the clients as helpless husks lying in bed all day, but just enough so that it all added up to the total power generation of faculty and to always, always keep the power crystals buried beneath the College topped up, in case of another disaster, or revolution, or combination of the two. Lastly came gold. While least important of the three, mundane currency always did serve its purpose and the girls of the parlors were not cheap.

“Well. What are you waiting for? Go. He’s in the hummingbird chamber.”

Mirja raised an eyebrow. The hummingbird chamber? It must be an important client. The hummingbird chamber was the fanciest room in all of the Westerling parlor. Mirja ran into the dressing room and sat down in front of the mirror. She looked around. She was alone. It would take her at least half a bell to put her makeup on properly. There was no time for that. She focused her mind and drew from Jarl’s bond. As usual there was an almost infinite energy available to her as she drew in. By the seventh, that boy had an enormous energy potential. She started fluttering her fingers as she had seen Mistress Norei do. If it was one secret that Mirja kept to herself it was her perfect recollection. It was enough that she had seen the Mistress perform the cantrip once and it was etched into her mind. With each wiggle of a finger a part of her face changed appearance. Lines under her eyes from lack of sleep disappeared. The red spots on her forehead faded and her skin matted out and the shading of her cheeks changed. Less than a drop later she was satisfied. She put on a regular red lipstick and rolled her lips a few times to even it out. Perfect.

***

“Sire. It is an honor to meet you,” Mirja said curtsying deeply, tilting her head forward.

She stayed down until the man answered.

“Please stand up my dear.”

Mirja did as he said and smiled at him. It was a young man. Likely just over twenty with a hawkish face. He wasn’t very handsome but had a kind face that just happened to be all angles. As was customary she did not know his identity. She could easily find it out by asking the Matron, who always knew even though the parlor was supposed to be completely anonymous, that would be a mark on her. She had to find it out on her own. And it was a game she loved.

“My name is Mirja, sire. And it will be my pleasure to serve you this evening.”

To her surprise the young man stood up from his seat and walked over to her and took her hand and brought it to his lips and kissed it lightly. Her skin tingled from his touch.

“The pleasure is all mine, lady Mirja,” the young man smiled. “I am Duke Leopold Wissgretch the fourth.”

Mirja blinked. This was a first. The men she serviced usually never volunteered their own names. By Mistress Lorelee’s actions it was clear that this was an important man, but there were just so many noblemen in the city, and to be honest, she was not that interested tunceli escort in learning about them. She was about to open her mouth when she realized that he had called her a lady. Lady? Her? She almost laughed out loud but managed to keep her lips sealed.

“In fact. It was not my doing. Coming here tonight I mean,” the duke continued.

Mirja looked at him questioningly.

“I … I am not …” the duke seemed to be searching for his words. “I am not a man who frequents these places,” he said gesturing, with his hands, around the room.

Mirja looked around the room. The hummingbird chamber was a marvel. From floor to ceiling, there were the most realistic paintings of a verdant forest inhabited by the miniscule creatures. It was almost as if you were standing on a wooden deck in the middle of the forest. The ceiling completed the illusion with leafy branches half covering a blue sky. Mirja did not have to attune her mind to realize that they were enchanted.

“It was my uncle you see. He insisted. He said I could not enter my twentieth year without … without …” his voice faded, and he turned around.

Mirja nodded. It was not the first time that she had taken the virginity of a young man and it was usually quite a pleasant experience, for both parties. But normally the young men were more than eager to get it over with. This was clearly not the case with the young duke.

“Have you ever been touched by a woman?” Mirja said with a friendly smile.

The duke turned around and went completely red. He started fidgeting with his jacket. It was a very nice jacket Mirja had to agree. Thick, smooth fabric that almost shone in the candlelight. The buttons were, if she was not mistaken, gold. It was a jacket that could pay for a year’s stay at a decent boarding house and right now the duke seemed to be about to scratch a hole right through it with his nails.

“It is perfectly fine if you haven’t,” she said taking a step forward and putting her hand on his.

He froze and stared down at his hand.

“Come,” she said and pulled him towards the velvet sofa. “Sit.”

He did as he was told.

“It won’t be so bad,” she said with a smile and leaned in and kissed him lightly on the lips.

She could feel him trembling. Staying the kiss a bit longer she let her tongue lick against his still closed lips. She pushed her tongue past his lips, and he opened his mouth for her. She kissed him for a little while longer feeling the stiffness in his body disappear, apart from one very obvious part. She drew back and smiled at him. Then she slowly slid down on her knees in front of him and started undoing his pants. A proud member sprung out and Mirja smiled up at the duke as she took him in her hand.

“You’re doing just fine,” she said stroking his shaft a few times.

He had a wonderfully long cock that was just wide enough that it filled her hand. She smiled up at him and kept her eyes locked on his as she took him into her mouth. The duke gasped loudly, and it did not take more than a few moments until he started pulsing his seed into her mouth. It came so quickly that Mirja did not have time to stem it. Instead she moved her fingers under his shaft and sent a wave of energy into his groin increasing his pleasure.

“By the seventh!” the duke shouted and spurted a last burst of seed into her mouth.

Mirja swallowed diligently and continued sucking on his cock as it grew smaller. Her eyes never left his and she could see the adoration in his eyes and soon his hands were running over her hair.

“I’m sorry,” he said shaking his head. “I didn’t mean to …”

She sucked one last time to get the last of his seed out of his member. He gasped once more and then sighed as she let him go.

“You did perfect,” she said with a smile. “And your seed tasted like sweet summer wine. I can’t wait to have you inside me again,” she said sitting down next to him.

They sat there in the sofa talking softly to each other. The duke did most of the talking, in fact Mirja did not think she had met anyone who talked as much as the young duke. She had already gathered at least four pieces of information that she was certain would be very useful to the College.

“I’m sorry. I talk too much. I’m boring you,” the duke said looking like a sad little puppy.

“Not at all,” Mirja said. “I’m completely fascinated by the politics of this city. I’m from the north, as you know, and we have nothing like it there. Mostly men with axes and outlanders. Neither are very good at politicking. Unless you consider administering an axe to the head of your opponent as negotiating.”

The duke laughed. It was a pleasant tingle of a laugh.

“Then you’re the opposite of me. I loathe politics.”

A shadow ran over Leopold’s face. He stayed silent for a few moments. Mirja took his hand.

“You can tell me if you want to. Or stay silent. Either way is fine,” she said putting her head on his shoulder.

She heard him breathing. And turgutlu escort waited. He was a very naïve young man. There was no doubt about that. Mirja almost felt bad for using him like this. He was leaking like a sieve. But this was going to put her in Lorelee’s good graces for a long while. The young duke sighed.

“It’s what killed my father. Politics that is. Nothing more than politics.”

He was silent for a little while longer. Mirja decided not to push it and just ran her fingers over his hand, tracing down his fingers.

“Tell me something else then. Something about the Empire.”

Leopold drew a deep breath.

“What do you want to know?”

“Anything. Everything,” Mirja whispered.

He looked down at her. She was starting to appreciate those sharp features of his. They really grew on you.

“You really mean that, don’t you?”

Mirja nodded. Leopold shook his head.

“I really … I really wasn’t expecting this. I know my uncle told me that going to parlor was not like going to a … to a …”

“Brothel,” Mirja filled in.

“Ah. Yes. That.”

Good thing I didn’t say whorehouse, Mirja thought.

“Anyway,” Leopold continued. “I still wasn’t expecting … you.”

There was a small stab in her chest as she saw him looking at her. She had seen that look before. It never led to anything good. She had to turn her face down. Pushing the feeling aside she instead slid her hand down his chest.

“Let’s see if we can’t get your little warrior ready for battle again,” she said running her hand inside his pants searching out his cock.

The young duke gasped. Mirja whispered a few words to make sure that the boy lasted a little longer this time, then she once more slid down between his legs but this time she pulled his pants off before putting his member into her mouth. He groaned loudly as she started working his shaft. She enhanced the sensitivity of his nerves and he was soon breathing loudly. She had to draw a little more power from Jarl to keep Leopold’s seed in his sacks a while longer. She pleasured him for a long while before she climbed up on top of him.

“Is this your first time?” she asked already knowing the answer.

He nodded. She put his glans at her wet lips.

“Feel how wet I am for you. Can you feel it?” she said locking eyes with him.

The young duke nodded.

“Grab my hips. Pull me down onto yourself.”

He obeyed and soon he impaled her onto his cock. Sliding down until she could feel every inch of his cock. It was truly a wonderful one. She started slowly riding him still looking into her eyes. His mouth was open and every time he bottomed out a gasp escaped his throat. She rode him slowly for a long while.

“You have such a wonderful cock,” she whispered putting her face close to his.

“You … you,” he gasped.

“Ssschhh,” she hushed and put her finger over his lips. “Just enjoy me.”

He nodded.

“I lo−”

She kissed him hard before the rest of the word left his mouth. Putting her tongue into his mouth she rode him harder and finally let go off the spell she had him under. He erupted immediately.

***

“There’s five major archduchies in the Empire. Do you know them?”

Mirja shook her head. She was lying with her head on his chest. They were completely naked now. Leopold had been exploring her body for the better part of a bell and he had finally mounted her from behind filling her up again. Now they lay next to each other. Him looking up at the ceiling telling her everything she asked for and her running her hand over his chest.

“There’s Darwika. It’s in the west. It includes all of the Isles of Westerling. Which is, in fact, what this parlor is named after. Also, within its borders is the northwestern coastal areas and inland all the way to the Black River. Biggest export is not surprisingly fish. Then there’s Yennow. It goes from the Black river in the west to the Wall of the World in the East and down to the Dunes of Dunnow in the south. It is by far the largest archduchy. Almost a third of the landmass of the Empire is in Yennow. Only problem is that it is mostly desert. Or deserted at least. Biggest export is ore. That’s why they built the Iron Road. Marvel of ingenuity. Using the weight of the ore, and the fact that Eldor is almost a mile lower than the mountains, they can run the ore carts in a loop. They actually have to break them all the way down and they can still pull the empty carts up. Each loop is fifty miles and there are seven of them.”

Leopold drew his breath and then kissed her forehead. She snuggled her head into his chest a bit deeper.

“Continue,” she urged.

She had been studying the geography of the Empire briefly, but she had never heard of the Iron Road. She had to look that up. That was the thing about Leopold. He knew all these facts that were intricately connected and would have been almost impossible to puzzle together just by reading about geography. Or about a specific region. turhal escort He drew another breath.

“Then there’s Schwabenland. My home,” he said this last with a longing in his voice that made her heart ache.

He stayed silent for a moment before continuing.

“The pearl of the empire. From the river Brentling in the north east. Where the Dunes end. Strange land that. Golden dunes on one side and verdant land on the other side of the river. It is said that it was a goddess that died in the dunes and that’s why nothing can grow there. During the second shattering they say. Not sure if I believe all that superstition but that’s what’s the old text say anyway.”

He drew his breath again.

“From the river all the way to lake Litowak in the west. All the way down to the southern coast. That’s my home. Sixty-two duchies in total in Schwabenland. All of them under my father. Or my uncle now.”

Mirja blinked.

“Your father was the archduke of Schwabenland?”

Leopold looked at her and nodded.

“Archduke Wilhelm Wissgretch the sixth.”

Mirja dreaded her next question.

“Does your uncle have children?”

The young duke shook his head.

“There was … an accident. When he was younger.”

Mirja swallowed.

“So, you’re … the heir?”

Leopold sighed. And nodded. Mirja blinked again. She had the heir to the richest archduchy in the Empire in her bed. That would make him what? Fifth in line for the throne? No wonder Lorelee had been so adamant about her taking care of him. But why had the Mistress chosen her for such an important assignment?

“Aahhh,” Leopold gasped.

Mirja looked up at him and realized that she had run her hand down to his groin and was holding his rapidly growing cock. Well. At least it would be a distraction until she figured out how to proceed. She slid down his body and took him into her mouth once more.

***

“Have you found anything?”

Mirja looked up from her collection of books and papers scribbled top to bottom with notes. Sigrid was standing behind her with her arms crossed over her chest.

“Something. But nothing concrete. There are so many references to shadowy figures that you cannot believe. Even black blooded ones. You would think that every single shadowy figure actually had black blood.”

Sigrid snorted.

“It was a man. I know it. I … felt him.”

Mirja nodded. Then she yawned. Sigrid’s face suddenly took on a concerned look.

“You shouldn’t be overexerting yourself,” she said with a surprisingly soft voice.

Mirja nodded again. She was feeling tired.

“Come. Let me take you to bed,” Sigrid said.

“Oh. So that’s how it’s like now?” Mirja said smiling up at the other woman as Sigrid put her arm under her and lifted her up like she weighed nothing.

“I didn’t mean it like that,” Sigrid said shaking her head.

Mirja chuckled. And she didn’t complain as Sigrid put her down in the bed and then undressed her. She was asleep before Sigrid had put the cover over her.

She awoke significantly more rested than the night before. To her surprise she had been dreaming about the young duke. A small smile formed om her lips as she remembered the first awkward fumbling touches as he ran his hands over her breasts. She sighed and felt her nipples stiffen. She felt the warmth of Sigrid’s body behind her and pushed herself back towards the muscular woman. She grunted in her sleep. Mirja kept moving her body slowly up and down and soon she could feel Sigrid’s nipples stiffen. She turned around and looked into the face of the sleeping woman. She leaned in and kissed her. Sigrid stirred in her sleep. Mirja smiled wickedly at the sleeping Sister. Then she carefully rolled her onto her back and straddled her face. Slowly she started moving her hips so that her wet lips slid over Sigrid’s face and mouth. Slowly. Slowly. Sigrid stirred again. Mirja ground deeper leaving a wet trail over the sleeping woman’s mouth.

“Wha−”

At the sound coming from the now waking woman Mirja smiled and pushed herself down over Sigrid’s mouth. At first she stirred a little but after only a few moments Mirja could feel the Sister’s tongue start moving and after a little while longer she found Mirja’s pearl and things got even more pleasurable.

“Yes. Like that,” Mirja moaned and ground herself against Sigrid’s mouth.

Mirja closed her eyes and just focused on the other woman’s tongue working her quim. She smiled widely as Sigrid finally brought her over the edge and her whole body started shaking as she came. She sat there for a little while longer as Sigrid continued licking her, then she fell down beside her friend.

“Thank you,” she said giving Sigrid a deep kiss tasting her own juices.

“You’re welcome,” Sigrid murmured and turned over.

Mirja put her arms around the muscular woman and squeezed her tight. Sigrid grunted a little. Mirja took a deep whiff of Sigrid’s hair and then slowly exhaled into her neck. This was the most relaxed, and rested, that she had felt in a long while.

They lay there for a long while and Mirja fell asleep once more. When she awoke next Sigrid was studying her intently.

“What?” Mirja said with a smile.

“I fear for you,” Sigrid said her face set in stone.

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Chapter 5

The city was surrounded by a stone wall, a large gate stood open. Another example of a past time, and I was confused until it struck me as perfectly obvious. Why tech was forbidden, and why there was a stone wall around a city. Why Demons fought with fists, or perhaps a knife. Why education was limited.

It was to keep the powerful ones, the ones with fire and cursing abilities, in charge.

If they allowed their people to flourish, and use weapons equal to their technology… well, a nicely placed shot from a sniper rifle at a thousand yards would still be an equalizer here. Really, anyone with a gun and the element of surprise could end their ruler. Of course they wouldn’t allow that.

The more I considered it, the more it made sense in a backwards sort of way. Even on Earth discoveries were buried and labeled as heresy. It was only once the power started to move away from Kings and into the people’s hands that the industrial revolution took hold. I thought it was barbaric of course, but at least I understood it now.

Everything, absolutely everything, from social to tech to infrastructure was all designed to keep the most powerful in power. The ultimate example of survival of the fittest.

I snorted when I thought of opening up schools while I was here, I wasn’t here for that, but it was tempting.

We reached the gate where I made another obvious declaration. I felt completely silly doing it.

“I am the ruler of the Russia Demesne in the Human dimension, I am here to challenge Dane for the rule of this demesne.”

I almost laughed when his mouth dropped open, then mine almost dropped open when he simply waved me through the gate. What happened to fighting our way through? I looked to Simone and she blushed scarlet.

“Sorry, I should have told you. The rulers do not require you to fight a whole city, we will be challenged at the palace gate. It’s a bit different for the large demesnes.”

She looked at me hopefully, but I could feel her emotions, she was almost sure I would kill her for not telling me sooner. I waved it off airily as if it didn’t matter and we marched down the main street straight for the palace.

I could feel the shock coming from Simone as she walked behind me. I hoped she wouldn’t assume me weak because of it. I was growing to like her and really didn’t want to kill her.

The city was extremely large, we walked another two miles passing by markets for food and other necessities of life. I kept myself open, there was fear of course, but there was also curiosity as we passed, and some were even happy with their life, or so it seemed.

The Palace gates were twice the size of the city gates, they were also made of metal, not wood. The building itself seemed to be made of marble and there were large columns. It looked suspiciously like something out of Greek or Roman literature. Except it was perfectly maintained.

I went through the same speech I had used at the front gate. He looked disbelieving at me, sometimes I loved being so petite. To my surprise he didn’t attack either, but called over a guard who led me into the palace. I schooled my face to look impassive as I resisted the urge to strangle Simone; I hated not knowing what was going on.

The Palace was well adorned inside with artwork. A few Demons stopped to watch us pass by. I caught sight of a servant just before they darted away. He/She/It looked like a human sized cat, walking on its rear legs. I also caught sight of what I would swear was some type of mythological being. She was woman shaped but extremely small, maybe two feet in height.

I suppressed a sigh, I couldn’t save everyone, I wasn’t here to save slaves. I had to focus on everything around me and stop internalizing. Still, there must have been more dimensional travel in the past for me to recognize beings here from old earth legends, and I was curious.

We walked through what must have been the whole palace and found ourselves outside behind it in a courtyard. The walls were high and guarded. A group of five Demons approached as the escorting guard scurried off nervously.

“I am Teak,” the one in the center declared in a booming voice. He was dripping arrogance and based on the power I felt it was understandable even if foolish, “To prove yourself worthy of fighting Dane you must vanquish me and my companions. My job is to weed out the weak, and you little girl are way over your head. Perhaps if you drop on your knees and do a good enough job I’ll let you recant and leave with your life, yes?”

I smiled and tilted my head teasingly, but my words were a mockery of disappointment, “Maybe if you were bigger, you know, down there. I’m afraid that leaves us only one choice.”

I heard Simone and Bonnie trying not to laugh, my best fan Devon just grunted in disapproval. Teak finally caught up and growled. He surrounded himself in fire and his four buddies drew daggers. I drew enough power to block fire and slow things down, then dashed forward. Even them tosya escort moving at just a third of my speed it was easy. In a blink I disarmed the first guard’s dagger and buried it in his heart.

I was no longer on Earth, and I didn’t need to hold back, so why was I? Was it because I wanted to keep some of my abilities a secret, just in case I needed the surprise in the future? Or was I afraid of the ease in which I could kill them, afraid I would enjoy it?

By all measure, these were evil men. Perhaps not by their society’s standards, but certainly by mine and the way I was raised. Or perhaps I didn’t want Bonnie to see me slaughter the five of them with a wave of my hand.

I moved to the second and was disarming him as Teak’s fire finally found me, I easily blocked with my shields. I didn’t bother to attack with fire, doing two things at once was quite enough and I didn’t want to get cocky about it and do something stupid. Although I was trained to fight hand to hand while wielding and blocking fire, I was still young.

Hiding the extent of my power was one thing, risking death to stupidity was quite another.

I took his blade and impaled him in the throat, ripping it open. He tried to block me, but he was too slow.

Teak started charging me, but by the time he was halfway to where I was, I was already burying the third dagger into the third guard’s eye. The fourth guard anticipated me judging my speed well and was in the middle of a strike at my chest. I spun and dodged to his outside, the blade cutting my arm, grabbing his wrist I drove my other hand into his elbow. He released the dagger as his joint shattered; I caught it continuing my spin and buried it in his back, severing his spine.

All in all, perhaps five seconds had passed.

I turned and fought Teak with my fire. He was good, good enough to keep up with me for almost ten seconds even at his slower perceptual speed. In the end though, he burned.

He burned…

I closed my eyes and embraced my power completely, time slowed to a standstill. And I wept. How could I ever think I would come to enjoy this. I felt sick. I closed my eyes and felt all the life around me. Blessed life. I was a Witch, what the fuck was I doing here taking lives? Did I really need to meet them on their terms, couldn’t I create my own?

Earth was full of banished Demons, what was the story behind that? I released my power and time picked up its pace. The guards by the palace door and on the walls were looking at me in awe, and it turned my stomach. I took a deep breath, needing to maintain control.

I turned to Simone and called her over as I shape shifted my arm back to full health.

“Tell me, is there a way to challenge without death? My world is full of banished Demons, though I don’t know how they got there. Is there a way?” I couldn’t stop the hint of desperation that entered my voice.

She said eyes wide, “It fell out of favor hundreds of years ago, but if you can force your opponent to yield, they will be banished. It was considered a sign of weakness.”

I nodded. I didn’t really want to send crazy powerful Demons to my world. I would not have innocents pay in blood because I didn’t want to kill. So I asked…

“Is there a dimension I can send him to that only has other Demons in it?”

She pursed her lips, “Perhaps, like I said, in the beginning before they purged the scientists and emerging technology, some Demons escaped to other dimensions, I don’t know how you can find out though, much less send him there. We could ask Caro when we get back to camp.”

We were interrupted by a troop of twenty guards marching out to the courtyard. They looked like some kind of honor guard, their uniforms were elaborate. To my shock a smaller Demon walked out from among them and it was my turn to be surprised by the size of my opponent.

Dane was only a few inches taller than me at five foot five. He didn’t have bulging muscles either, but his powerful presence made all that immaterial. He was the most powerful Demon I had met to date, including my Aunt Jezebel.

He smiled charmingly and said, “Well, it looks like I’ll be having my first fight in over twenty years. I will miss the big idiot; he did a good job before now. Please, enjoy my Palace and be my guest, I wouldn’t dream of having the challenge now when you aren’t at your strongest.”

His smile didn’t reach his eyes, and I had a feeling enjoying his palace meant dodge his assassins for the next twenty four hours. No thanks.

I smiled back graciously and said, “That sounds wonderful Dane,” I enjoyed his look of annoyance at the casual use of his name, “Unfortunately I have my people to look after, as a fellow ruler I am sure you understand?”

He clenched his teeth; I was actually having fun with this, and he said, “Of course my dear, I will expect to see you back this time tomorrow.”

Translation, it’s a bother but I’ll just have to send my assassins out. It was almost as if he was trabzon escort afraid of fighting me.

I nodded my head politely. His guards escorted us all the way to the city gates. I was fighting an inappropriate attack of the giggles the whole way. I was probably losing my mind, but the whole conversation struck me as funny. He had acted like a snobby aristocrat, not a blunt Demon as I had come to expect. Adding that to my emotional roller coaster, instant giggles.

I told myself firmly that I was a ruler of a demesne, I had a reputation to maintain. Of course, that made it worse. When we entered the camp I went straight to the command tent only allowing Bonnie, Devon and Simone in. I erected a sound barrier then let it all out. I laughed hard for about ten minutes before I could stop.

Bonnie laughed with me, understanding. Of course, the disgust from Devon only made me laugh harder. The confusion from Simone didn’t help at all either in regaining my composure. Still, I finally got control of myself and we sat down to eat. Extra paranoid of betrayal or infiltration I used my powers to check for poison, and there was none, so we dug in. I dropped the sound filter just in case we were attacked when I felt more centered.

After dinner we called in Caro, but he didn’t know. There was something like fifty dimensions that were locked out of the device that should be livable for them. He thought that they were probably races that were too strong to conquer, as well as the Demons who escaped and followed a more technological path. He also thought the dimension we wanted was probably protected; they wouldn’t want any Demons from here either.

I had decided I wouldn’t kill anymore, but I couldn’t send Dane to Earth. I would have to come up with another answer. I put it out of my mind and decided to sleep on it. Bonnie and I got ready for bed and chased out Simone, Devon and Caro. I had detected nothing from Devon all night except that annoyance, I was starting to wonder if he was covering up something.

I had the thought of taking one of his hairs to make sure of him, but decided not to. Not yet. I would respect his privacy, and just hope he was worthy of it. Bonnie and I snuggled up together and I fell asleep quickly after the day’s events… and I dreamed…

Chapter 6

I woke with a smile on my face. My dream had revealed a way for me, but it would require showing a power Witches had that up until now had been secret. I shrugged; it felt like the right thing to do, for the first time in days I felt like myself. I was simply not a killer. I could be a bully perhaps, which was needed, but no more killing.

Perhaps I had the right to kill, to protect my world. But the truth was, I could protect it without killing, which is what caused me to be so conflicted.

I watched Bonnie sleep for a moment, then decided it was time for payback. Very slowly as to not wake her yet I slipped under the sheets and made my way down…

I snickered into my coffee cup which drew another glare from Bonnie. I hadn’t put up a sound shield when waking her up; just in case we were attacked I couldn’t risk being taken by surprise. Bonnie had been a little… loud and enthusiastic at my attentions this morning. The speculative looks from the Demons in camp kept turning her face red. Hopefully she wasn’t too mad at me, just a little embarrassed.

I sighed at the annoyance coming from Devon; did the man never take a break? Or was asshole his perpetual state? I was also a little worried how he would take my new no kill policy. Granted, it only applied to me, not the Demons around me, but still. Would he decide to betray me believing a more ruthless hand was required? Or just wait with contempt until I failed so he could take over?

I studied Simone for a moment, and she seemed relaxed for the first time in my memory. I wondered if she would betray me as well, or see me as an alternate way for her to live. Back home, Demons weren’t so different from Humans. Would she just see weakness from growing up in such a brutal society, or would she see more?

I shook my head, I wasn’t here to change how things ran in this dimension, however I found myself wishing for a better life for my second in command. Perhaps that was arrogant of me, to pass moral judgment on the whole of Demon society on this world. I knew that Earth might have followed a similar path if Humans had the same magic.

Who was I kidding? Outside of a precious few, most countries on Earth were run by one man in power and many just as brutally. I shook my head and took a sip of my coffee. I had no right to change things, no more than I would at home. Thinking of home made me miss Tom, but I knew I couldn’t leave, not until after I was in charge here, if even then.

I was lost in thought, staring at the rising sun. It was closer to red and the sky was an amazing violet. That’s when I felt the surge of emotion from behind me. Fear, concern, and from Devon which was startling to say the tunalı escort least. I embraced my power and turned. I saw Devon tackling a Demon who was both uncomfortably close to me, and holding a knife.

I dodged his first strike, and that was all he had time for. Devon hit him hard; on the way down he snapped the Demons neck. I flinched as I realized detecting emotions wouldn’t help me detect an assassin. All the Demons, or most of them, put off fear when near me. The would be assassin had been no different.

“Thanks Devon.”

He simply nodded, anger radiating off of him, also… concern? Devon was a mystery I hoped to solve at some point, he did his job well though. I had to wonder though, was his annoyance a cover of some kind?

There were two more incidents during the day but neither as close. I came to realize the best I could expect of the Demons under my command was not to betray me and follow my orders. They would not go out of their way to protect me, or stop an assassin. I had known that earlier, at least intellectually, but the attempts on my life drove that fact home to me.

In their view it was simple, if I couldn’t stop an assassin, I didn’t deserve to be leader.

I was thinking about blocking portals again, I thought maybe a passive approach would work, but the amount of work was still daunting. My idea would be to set up detectors, when a portal was detected as opening, a very small disruption of the area would break the link. The portal would still open, but it wouldn’t last more than a small portion of a second.

Still, I could create a detector that covered maybe ten miles. Still, the Earth was just under one hundred ninety seven million square miles, which meant creating nineteen point seven million detectors and placing them. That was… crazy. Plus two thirds of that or more was water… I pushed the idea to the back of my head and hoped my mother and Cat were having better luck coming up with an idea.

I spent some time with Simone, telling her about my world. What we had in common and what was different. At first she was suspicious, and nervous about why, but soon enough her curiosity kicked in and she asked me some questions. It was a good way to pass the time, and who knows what seeds I planted today.

When it got close to time, we headed toward the city in the same group. Devon, Bonnie, Simone and I were surrounded by twenty of my strongest Demons. We were tense, and ready for trouble, but none interfered and we arrived at the palace.

We were brought through the palace to the same courtyard.

“Please wait here, Ruler will be here shortly,” the guard sounded nervous.

I suppressed a snort; the Demons were being polite as if I was invited to tea. Of course, they were just hedging their bets, if I won they didn’t want to be the one I remembered as a sneering asshole. Especially after what happened yesterday with Teak.

I watched as the personal guards walked out in their perfect uniforms. Simone had explained that too me earlier…

“The personal guards are extended a certain amount of trust, but aren’t trusted fully of course which would be foolish. As a result of that, if one of them betrays their ruler the price is usually a slow torturous death,” she smirked, “It is more in light of that harsher penalty than anything else that makes them even slightly trustworthy.”

I had wondered at the time what that said about where she stood, but shook my head and dismissed the memory, I had other things to worry about now. Dane walked out and we started at each other. The challenge was already made, and I had my plan. Which of course, immediately failed. Fucking Elves…

Normally when a Witch fought a Demon they could simply choke off their fire magic, disrupting the energy stream before fire could even form. I had decided that is what I would do as the first part of my plan, along with holding him tightly within a gravity well until he yielded and submitted to banishment.

I embraced my magic and created the gravity well, that part went as well as it could, Dane was unable to move. It was the second part that went to shit. As I tried to disrupt his magic I found I could not touch it. The only explanation that occurred to me was the Elven amulet’s magic was mixed with his, and I could not affect it.

I did manage to raise a fire shield quickly enough, but I had hoped my overwhelming advantage would cause him to submit, that was not the case anymore. I considered beating him senseless until he submitted, he couldn’t move at all to block, but then I thought of an easier way. I pulled my dagger and walked up to him, his eyes widened as he struggled to move.

I smiled at the shock on his face as instead of cutting his throat, I simply cut the amulet from around his neck and watched it fall to the floor. I was leery of even touching it, who knows how it would mix with my strange coupling of Witch and Demon magic? It worked now, I was able to feel his magic, I engulfed it in mine, severing the potential of it and the fire immediately went out.

I couldn’t do this for long, I was burning magic fast. Offering him the chance at life however, made all the difference in my mind. If he did not yield… I shook my head, no reason to borrow trouble.

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Aramil and the Testing Ch. 01

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Aramil Liadon, elven ranger, hurried to his Tree Mother’s abode quickly. She had summoned him and he did not want to lose any time if he was needed. A summon from the Tree Mother was very important indeed.

Dashing across the small village that marked out his home of forty years Aramil saw her treehouse. He was well used to his surroundings and yearned for more. He might have been forty years old but for an elf that was still very young and was the equivalent of being about twenty years old in human terms.

Still, Aramil knew that twenty year-old humans were often considered old enough to strike out on their own and he wished that his Tree Mother would decide he was worthy of leaving the forest. For you see, an elf was not permitted to leave his clan’s grounds until he was allowed to do so by the Tree Mother. Even his or her own parents were not given the responsibility of making that decision – it was settled upon by the head of the clan called the Tree Mother.

This was also not the only problem on Aramil’s mind. Ever since his two days spent in the company of the beautiful half-elf Narlissa he had found himself almost constantly horny. He would need to give himself release at least twice a day or else he would start to become so horny that he would make a fool of himself. He had only done that once and luckily no one bar the one woman he had propositioned had found out. He was lucky she had accepted his advances at the time.

Indeed, Aramil had found himself quite in demand all of a sudden. In the aftermath of his time with Narlissa he had grown so horny that he had been more forward with some of his close female friends than ever before but for some reason they were very willing to accept those demands. Elves were a very free-minded people when it came to sex and so he had already experienced the women in his close circle of friends once or twice before, but never with the regularity that he now found himself fucking them.

He hoped that Lohr was not about to chastise him for that. He could not think of a reason that she would but even so it played on his mind as he reached her treehouse. When he got there he knocked on the door.

A few seconds later the door opened and Lohr smiled up at him. She looked as gorgeous as ever and Aramil’s cock twitched at the sight of her but he suppressed the horniness that tried to take hold. It would do him no good at all to start making a move on the Tree Mother. His close friends was one thing but the clan leader was another entirely.

Even so he could not take his eyes off her. Her jet black hair fell about her shoulders and her brown eyes mirrored her warm smile. She was wearing a simple green dress that had a slight amount of cleavage from her large breasts which were pushed up by the garment. Aramil knew she was almost seventy years old. That was the equivalent of thirty-five years old in human years since elves aged half as fast.

“Ah, Aramil,” she smiled, then waved past herself. “Please come in.”

He nodded and stepped into the room beyond. It was grown into the tree itself as all of the homes in this elven village were but it was still spacious. Elves were masters of bending trees into shapes that suited their tokat escort wishes but that did not mean all elves did so – many elves lived in cities or away from forests.

Lohr came to stand beside him then and smiled. She motioned for him to take a seat. When he had done so she sat opposite him. Aramil resisted the urge to try and stare down her generous cleavage.

She seemed to collect her thoughts for a moment, then spoke. “Aramil, it has come to my attention that you are… enjoying the fruits of adulthood with many of the young women of this settlement.”

Aramil went cold. “I am sorry, Tree Mother,” he stuttered. “I will stop. I did not mean to cause any problems.”

The beautiful elf laughed, waving her hand dismissively at him. “Do not be foolish, young man. You are doing nothing wrong. No, I have called you here today because your actions suggest to me that you may be ready to become a full adult. You are ready to take the Testing.”

Aramil gasped. the Testing was the ceremony that all young elves in the village had to undergo to be considered adults and allowed to leave the village. Of course, he could leave the village at any time but if he did so before undergoing the Testing then he would be an outcast. Narlissa had convinced him to stay and earn the right to leave rather than simply run away.

“I am honoured, Tree Mother,” he said at last.

The elf stood then and paced around the room. She smiled at him. “Do you know what you must do?”

Aramil shook his head.

“You must pass four tests, or challenges if you prefer, to be considered an adult. They are not known in advance. You must approach the people whom I tell you and they will instruct you as to what you must do. The challenges may not be easy. Are you ready for this, Aramil?”

He nodded again. “Yes I am.”

“Good,” she grinned. “Then you may start immediately. Your first test will be administered by Treyvon. Good luck, Aramil.”

Aramil thanked the Tree Mother and hurried from the house. Treyvon was the local bowsmith, a man of immense skill. Aramil wondered what it was that he had to do. He practically ran across the village to the man’s house.

Treyvon grinned as he saw Aramil arrive and spread his arms wide. “Ah, our newest challenger arrives. Tell me, Aramil, do you know what it is you must do?”

Aramil shook his head. “No, master Treyvon, I do not. The Tree Mother said I would find out when I arrived.”

“Excellent. You are to find for me a length of wood ideal for bowmaking, Aramil. It must be suitable for a perfect bow, strong yet supple. That is your task.”

“You are undertaking the Testing, Aramil? You did not inform me of this,” said a sweet voice and Aramil turned to the source.

His cock twitched as he saw Treyvon’s daughter, Polissa, smiling at him. The young woman was around Aramil’s age, if two or three years younger. She would have been nineteen or so by human standards. Her brown hair was back in a ponytail and her blue eyes practically shimmered. She was wearing a brown skirt and white shirt. Even in such simple clothes he could tell she was gorgeous with a slender body, long legs and lovely big tits. She was about topkapı escort 5’2″ in height – average for an elven woman – and she was also one of his closest friends.

“I did not know that I was until only a short while ago, mistress Polissa,” he responded, bowing. He had to maintain an air of formality in front of Treyvon despite the fact that he and Polissa were very close. Indeed, only yesterday the beautiful young elf had been naked and sobbing with ecstasy as he stuffed her full of his cock from behind.

Such thoughts set his blood aflame and he found it hard to focus on what Treyvon was saying to him. The bowsmith explained exactly what it was that made a piece of wood perfect for bowmaking so that Aramil would know what to look for but he was not listening. Instead he was remembering what Polissa’s velvet cunt felt like wrapped around his cock and wishing he was fucking her. All the while Polissa stood in the doorway and smirked at him.

“So you understand what it is you must search for?” the bowsmith said at last.

Aramil swore silently to himself. He had no idea what he had just been told. But he could not ask Treyvon to explain it all again so he simply agreed. “Yes, master Treyvon. I know what to look for.”

“Excellent!” said the elf, clapping his hands together. “Then good luck, young Aramil. I’m sure you’ll do fine.”

Aramil left the man’s treehouse with a clouded mind. Clouded partly because he knew he now had to find something he had not been listening to the description of, but mainly because his balls cried out to be emptied. He knew he would have to find somewhere private to give himself release.

“So, you know what to look for then?” Polissa said behind him and Aramil turned to face her. She was grinning at him with a naughty glint in her blue eyes and he could not lift his stare from her magnificent figure.

“Not really, no, but I shall have to figure it out.” He shrugged.

Polissa laughed. “Oh, Aramil, you are predictable. I saw the look in your eyes whilst father was explaining to you what you needed. You were not listening to him; you were thinking about fucking me. You had that same look in your eyes yesterday. Do you remember yesterday?”

“Yes I do.”

“I’m glad. I’m not sure I shall ever forget it, myself. I came so hard, Aramil. I almost passed out I was coming so hard. So I’ll make you a deal, between friends.”

His balls twitched. “Oh?”

“I have a length of wood that matches father’s description perfectly,” she said, slinking towards him with a smirk. “I took it from his storehouse almost five years ago. It is ideal and he will be delighted.”

“And what do you wish in return?” Aramil responded.

“Make me come like that again, Aramil. Please.”

He was not about to deny her that request and seconds later they were kissing. However they were out in the open and so did not kiss for long. Instead, Polissa grabbed his hand and started running for the edge of the village. When they reached the outskirts the beautiful brunette elf woodwalked and soon Aramil found himself a good distance away from the settlement. They would not be disturbed here.

Clearly that same knowledge toroslar escort came to Polissa because seconds later she was kissing him again. She crushed herself against him and Aramil could not help but reach for her shirt. It did not take him long to have her naked in front of him and she made sure to undress him at the same time.

Aramil took in the sight of the stunning elf for a moment before suddenly she sank to her knees. She grinned up at him as she reached out to grasp his cock.

“If you are taking the Testing, Aramil, you may not be among us for much longer. It would be remiss of me if I did not kiss your cock goodbye.”

She smirked as she sucked his head between her lips and let her tongue swirl around his length. Aramil moaned, reaching out to stroke his hands through her silky brown hair as she started to bob her head on his member. It felt amazing and he knew he would miss Polissa’s blowjobs if he were to pass the Testing but he hoped there were many more women outside of the forest who would also enjoy sucking his cock. And if there were not, he would simply return and seek out Polissa again.

But for now he was not thinking about the future. Instead he was thinking about the gorgeous naked elf who was on her knees in front of him and he knew that he wanted more. He guided Polissa back to her feet and she smirked as he bent her round against the nearest tree. She placed her palms on the bark then pushed her ass out towards him. Aramil did not take long to be easing his cock into her hot pussy.

She moaned at the feeling and pushed back against him. Aramil grabbed her supple ass and slowly started to pump. He knew that out in the world he would meet many other races, not just elves, but he hoped that they were all as happy to have sex with him as the elves in this village were.

He was soon moving his hips quickly as his cock slipped easily into the bowsmith’s daughter. Her moans were loud in the quiet forest and he enjoyed the sound of her vocalised pleasure. She looked amazing too bent over with her palms on the thick treetrunk. Her brown ponytail swung with the force of her sex and so did her large breasts. He could not resist the urge to lean forwards and grab those lovely mounds, squeezing and kneading them as he fucked her.

“Oh yes, fuck me like that, Aramil,” she moaned insistently. “Make me come again!”

He did as he was told, speeding up his thrusts until his hips slapped noisily against her ass. Her whole body shook with the movement and he carried on gripping her big tits as her cunt started to narrow on his member. He knew the moment was near and from the tightening of his balls he could tell that he was not far away either. With a final grunt his felt his cock spasm.

“I’m coming! Yes!” Polissa shrieked at the same moment, her pussy pulsating on his member as an orgasm ripped through her. He could tell she was coming just as hard as she had the day before, if not harder, and the thought of her immense pleasure pushed him over the edge. Rope after rope of his hot cum sprayed powerfully into the beautiful elf’s depths where it mixed with her cunt juices and leaked out around his member.

At last their climaxes faded and Aramil pulled out of Polissa. She turned to him with a giggle and quickly dressed. Together they woodwalked back to the village and minutes later she snuck back to him with a length of wood he knew was perfect for bowmaking.

He grinned. He had to return to Treyvon.

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Another World Ch. 02

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Alexa watched as her brother, Andrew escorted in their new lab tech. Both carried the glow of satisfaction. She smiled at both of them in greeting. She would have to pull Grace aside later and talk to her. She was sure that her brother had treated her new friend well. After Andrew passed her, she caught Grace’s eye. ‘Meet me in the break room,’ she mouthed. After nodding, Grace followed Andrew into the lab.

Grace sat at her desk and snuck peeks at her new lover. She knew that having an affair with the boss, couldn’t be the smartest thing she could have done. Back home there were laws about such things and most workplaces didn’t allow that. Not that it deterred many people. But on this planet, she wasn’t sure what was proper and wasn’t. But she knew it gave her a secret thrill to have intimate knowledge of her boss.

Andrew tried desperately to keep his mind on the task in front of him. His chosen one was making it difficult though. Every time she glanced his way, he could feel the heat of her eyes on him. It was rather distracting to say the least. Maybe he needed to take some vacation time and take the delectable Grace with him. Maybe after a couple of days of taking her every way he could think of, would ease his awareness of her. Looking over at her, he caught her eyes. He watched as a blush spread over her ivory skin. Their telepathic link was growing even stronger. Oh, little one, he thought, you shouldn’t be tempting me. I remember all to well what it felt like to be buried deep inside of your wet pussy. The blush heightened on her face and her breath became faster. Andrew groaned and knew that he shouldn’t be tempting fate; that work was no place to be having those types of thoughts. But she was so irresistible. Sighing he tried to turn his wayward mind back to the task at hand.

Grace met Alexa in the break room. Her new friend was nearly bursting at the seams. After pouring herself a cup of coffee, she sat down and waited for the inevitable questions to come. And she didn’t have long to wait.

“How did it go?” Alexa asked as she sat down across tercan escort from her.

“Wonderful.” Grace said with a happy sigh. “Better than I have ever had.”

“That’s great. Did it help?”

“I wish. But I’m not sure that getting involved with Drew, is the greatest idea. It’s not commonplace where I come from. And this telepathic link between us, is rather distracting. I try not to think of any erotic thoughts but every time I feel his eyes on me, I can’t help it.” Grace ended in a wail.

“I can only promise that it will get better with time.” Alexa said with a smile.

After a long morning, Andrew realized that he wasn’t going to make it home without taking his chosen one. The intensity of his desire had only increased with every look that Grace had given him. So as lunch hour approached he waited for his sister to leave. She always had lunch with her chosen one every day. He was sure that they indulged in the same pastime that he wanted to indulge in with Grace. He heaved a sigh of relief when his sister told him she was leaving for her lunch. Quickly he followed her to the front of the office. As she paused at the front door, he stopped and spoke in low tones to her.

“Make sure you take a long lunch, Alexa. In fact you can have the rest of day off, if you want,” he coaxed.

“Really?” She replied. “You’ve got it bad,” she teased, before giving him a peck on the cheek. “Just make sure you lock the door behind me, little brother. I wouldn’t want any customers interrupting your pleasure.”

“Oh, I will,” he said with a grin.

“I’ll see you tomorrow. Have fun!” she said as she left.

After closing the door and locking it, Andrew took a deep breath, then he went in search of Grace. He found her in the lab working on a sample. Walking up behind her, he spun the chair that she was sitting in around to face him.

“What?” Grace squeaked in surprise.

“I need you right now,” he growled before covering her mouth with his. As it had happened the night before, she went up in flames. He certainly knew termal escort how to use his tongue, she thought.

“And I’m going to run it all over your little body.,” he growled before taking the lobe of her ear into his moist mouth. A rush of pleasure washed over her as he continued to suck on her ear before running his lips down her neck.

“Oh, God!” she gasped, before running her hands down his chest, to the edge of his pants. She toyed with the button for a moment before plunging her hand into them. He had said that he wanted her now, and she had been on the edge all morning. She was already so excited that she didn’t need his endless foreplay. She wanted him deep inside her, right now! Pulling her out of her chair, Drew backed her up toward his desk. When they reached it, he turned her around so she was facing away from him. Giving her a gentle shove, he had her draped over it on her stomach. Grace moaned softly, hoping that he was going to give it to her now.

“Oh yes,” he growled. “This first time is going to be fast and hard, little one. But don’t worry,” he continued, “I’m going to fuck your little pussy for the rest of the day.”

“But Alexa,” she started.

“Is at home. She won’t be back until tomorrow,” he finished as he pushed his pants down. Reaching over, he flipped her skirt up and growled. His chosen one hadn’t bothered with putting on any underwear. Placing the head of his cock against her moist cleft, he gave a deep groan and buried himself to the hilt. “Oh, yes! Damn, your pussy is wet,” he growled as he bent over her. “And I’m gonna fuck it hard.” Grace could do nothing but pant as he started hammering in and out of her. Almost immediately she was on the verge of climaxing under him. He gritted his teeth and pounded even harder into her. Placing his mouth next to her ear, he whispered softly, “You’re gonna cum all over my cock, aren’t you little one? I want you to soak it. I want to hear the wetness of our bodies joining together.”

Wrapping his arms around her body he rubbed his hand against her hard nipples tirebolu escort and sent the other one between her legs. After finding the hard knot of her clit, he rubbed it. Immediately he could feel her get even wetter and start to tense up as her orgasm approached.

“Oh yes. That’s it, little one. Come on…” he coaxed as he continued to rub as he pounded in and out of her delectable body.

Grace gritted her teeth and tried to stop her body from exploding. She wanted to enjoy it a little bit longer. Drew groaned when he realized her intentions. “No, little one. Right now!” he hissed in her ear. And to add fuel to the fire, he gave her the mental image of what they were doing.

Grace gasped as she received the image of them. She couldn’t believe how hot it was. She saw herself draped over the desk, her blond hair escaping from its pins; her new lover hunched over her, thrusting rapidly in and out of her. And the sharp contrast of their clothed bodies with the passionate lovemaking they were participating in sent her over the edge. Drew growled in pleasure as he felt her body go rigid and then buck uncontrollably under him.

“Yes, cum!” he encouraged.

“Drew!!!” she squealed, arching under him.

He pinned her down and continued to hammer in and out of her. Grace whimpered as she felt another climax sneak up on her. It was Drew’s turn to try and hang on. He wanted to send her over the edge again. But his body was more than ready to go over the edge itself. Fighting to hold on he straightened. But he wasn’t prepared for Grace to follow him. Reaching behind her she wrapped her arms around his neck and rocked her hips urgently against him

“Grace,” he growled urgently. “Don’t. You’re gonna make me cum.”

“Yes!” she shouted as her orgasm rolled through her. “Cum with me!”

“You asked for it.” he growled as his orgasm shot like wildfire through his system.

Grace screamed again when she felt the warmth of his climax. They hung together like that for a few minutes, trying to get their breaths back.

“Hmm, maybe that’ll tide me over until we get home,” he said as he nibbled on her ear. Grace squirmed with pleasure and felt him start to harden inside of her again.

“Then again, maybe not,” She whispered as she pulled his head closer to her and placed a moist kiss on his lips…

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Angel Lust 07

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Cainn sat quietly at breakfast as he analyzed a small hologram that floated just over his plate. He pressed his index finger to the small projected planet he swiped to the left causing it to slowly spin until Cainn stopped it over the ruins of Zanarkand.

“Constantly looking at it will not undo the destruction…” C.C. said emotionless before taking a sip from her mug.

As Talon and Kylie finally joined the table, Ikaros quickly stepped into the kitchen and returned with several dishes for each member.

Deactivating the small device, Cainn carefully slid it into his pocket before thanking Ikaros. The feeling of despair was beginning to take its toll on the man. His friend Naomi’s possible death and the death of the innocent people of Zanarkand were weighing on him. Though there was nothing he could do, he still felt like he could have saved some lives. That is what he was known for, saving people, but he felt so helpless at this moment. The monster he was during his time of slavery was the reason human’s prices increased tenfold on the auction house. The bright hazel eyes of C.C. broken him from dwelling on the past and reminded him of the triumphs and battles he overcame becoming the man he was today.

“So, who will be partnering up today?” Astraea asked with her mouth still full of food.

“Hmmm…” Cainn said aloud as he mentally matched up crew members he felt could push each other to their limit. “Grom and I will be starting out first, followed by Talon and C.C. then Ikaros and Astraea.” Cainn paused for a moment looking over to Namanay, Kylie, and Nymph. “I tend to have a rule where our medics do not engage in combat, so Namanay will be showing her skills in between matches to patch everyone up. Nymph will be learning the specs of the ship and getting a feel for the new craft.”

“What about Kylie?” Talon asked trying to get the human in on the action too.

“Well, I want her to learn how to use the Barret M82, but I guess she could join C.C.’s and Talon’s little spar. What about a little two on one action girls?” Cainn said with a smirk glancing over to an emotionless C.C.

“Sounds fun…” C.C. answered as she tightly hugged her stuffed animal around her knees.

Soon after breakfast ended and everyone suited up for combat training, Nymph connected herself to the Angel Lust with what looked like a USB cable to a small outlet that seemed to appear out of nowhere on the side of her temple. Slowly closing her eyes, the specs and mechanics of the ship were being processed into her brain teaching her everything she needed to know about the ship in a matter of moments. Slowly the roof of the warehouse separated as large cogwheels turned pulling the ceiling apart so the Angel Lust could fly up and out of the heavy populated area of Dalmascia.

Cainn entered the cockpit of the ship dressed for combat, placing his hand on the small Angeloid’s shoulder assuring her a good job as they rose in altitude. The lush green sea of foliage danced from the wind as Angel Lust quickly passed overhead. The blue skies were clear without a single cloud blocking the powerful rays of the Dalmascian sun. The high grasslands of the plains were divided by several small lakes and plateaus making the spot ideal for a little sparring session of the crew. The area was surrounded by a large flat plateau that encircled the beautiful marshlands. It almost looked like a green crater in the landscape. The large delta slowly poured water through the valley and filled the rivers that eventually ran into the large lakes around the rich land. In the center of the clearing sat a small abandoned home.

“Land next to that house, Nymph.” Cainn ordered as he lightly pets her head. Cainn turned and left the cockpit.

As the load ramp opened completely, Cainn and Grom stepped down to survey the area before giving the okay for the rest of the crew to exit the craft. Pressing the small communicator on his left ear the captain ordered for everyone to exit the ship except for Nymph. Moments later the remaining crew exited the craft eager to begin their training. Cainn set the stage for the first round.

“These are the rules. This is an exercise and will be seen as one. tavşanlı escort We do not want to kill each other, or cause serious harm. Powers are permitted and some weapons if they are first approved by me. Don’t go easy on each other either. Put up a good fight, but like I said no long term harm needs to be dealt.” Cainn said pacing back and forth before his crew like a drill sergeant. He eyed C.C. as he mentioned no long term harm.

Grom was eager to toss the captain around like a rag doll or maybe even crash him through some of the cabin walls that they stood next to. Just the thought of that got the blood running through his veins and the muscles in his arms to flex. Talon was also excited for the chance to shop C.C. her place, and get revenge for the last time they were paired for a sparring.

“Ikaros, Grom and I will go first. I want to make sure you know this is just a duel for practice purposes, and you don’t need to blow everything up again.” Cainn said with a light chuckle. He lightly gripped Ikaros’ chin in between his thumb and index finger when she didn’t reply.

“Yes, master.” Ikaros answered with a slight nod.

Cainn’s robotic arm then transformed into its clawed version. He walked several yards away from the group as he watched Grom move from the females as well. Cainn noticed the orc cracking his knuckles as he was walking to his spot.

“It has been a long time captain!” Grom answered with a sense of rivalry in his voice.

“Much too long.” Cainn answered coolly before bursting into a sprint towards the massive green orc. He ducked underneath the tree trunk of an arm from Grom and dragged the tips of his claws arm along the tough skin of the orc’s side. The adamantium steel was easily cutting into the thick hide of the monster causing him to bleed lightly from his midsection, but such a move was nothing to hinder the large beast. Quickly turning around, Cainn dropped his back down using his own body weight to avoid another punch from Grom. While Cainn was on his butt from the last dodge, Grom managed to get a monstrous grip on Cainn’s ankle sending the human in an arch over his head swinging him into the wall of the small house.

In a crash, Cainn broke through the thin walls of the old house causing a cloud of dust and debris to cloak his actual location. The hulking orc stampeded through the opening of the wall knocking down several beams thus causing more of the structure to fall apart. Cainn finally emerged from the smoke and dug his claw deep into the back of Grom in a downward motion from his right shoulder to the left side of his lower back. In the blink of an eye, the captain disappeared back into the dust as Grom continued his onslaught destroying whatever lay in his path. Cainn emerged from the smoke again, but this time his arm was turned into a fist. He sent a powerful right hook to the orc, but just as the punch came nearer the thrusters along the side of the arm ignited, which caused the blow to be increased tenfold. The punch landed in the stomach of Grom and knocked him out of the house taking another wall out with him.

From Ikaros’ eyes she locked onto Cainn and Grom seeing everything that took place with her highly developed aqua colored eyes. The dust did not hide anything from the Angeloid, so she watched how sneakily Cainn moved about the smokescreen avoiding the trampling and wild swinging from Grom.

C.C.’s eyes widened as she saw the large giant fly out of the side of the house. She saw Cainn use his mechanical arm before, so she was used to the different ways he used it, but never has she seen him send Grom flying out of a structure taking out a wall.

“Did you see that?!” Talon asked as she also saw the giant green man break through the wall like he had been shot out of a canon.

Grom slowly rose to his feet shaking himself back into the fighting rhyme again still slightly thrown off by the power of Cainn’s new arm. Slowly the smoke subsided, and Cainn exited the hole in the wall with a smug grin across his face while he transformed his arm into a large gun-like form. Grom’s eyes narrowed as he dove to his right avoiding the blast from Cainn’s arm. Cainn knew he would dodge it in time, so he wasn’t worried about hitting him with the shot. Grom stared in amazement at Cainn’s appendage.

“Come on Grom!” Cainn taunted as he shifted his arm back into a fist as he ran towards the orc. Cainn clenched his fist so tightly that he could feel the raw power from the Radiant Wave Surger that powered his new limb. The energy was one-hundred times more potent than that of his last arm, and the heat was enough to torch a dried towel just by passing by it. The combustion chamber in his arm worked like a charm as the flames flared through a propelling nozzle. Cainn cocked back his arm and sent out another quick right hook into the side of the orc sending him rolling like a rag doll through the moist soil tearing up the terrain under him.

Again the orc slowly pushed his body up, not admitting defeat to a human and his toy. tekirdağ escort He unleashed his rage and morphed from an eight foot orc to twice his original size. The biceps in the beast’s arms grew to an incredible size. The veins in his arms popped through his skin causing him to look like a green juggernaut. He dug up soil with every step as he quickly bridged the gap between Cainn and him. Cainn smirked as the true Grom revealed itself, and he too began running full speed towards the monster to meet his punch head on with his own. As both of the testosterone filled males twisted their cores and sent a powerful punch towards each other, the energy from Cainn’s arm erupted to an unspeakable strength causing Ikaros’ locked vision of Cainn to blind her for a moment before she could disable her infrared vision.

As the rock hard fist of Grom met the adamantium steel in Cainn’s fist, the force was enough to erupt the ground beneath their feet causing the once lush green grass to fly into the air surrounding them, leaving only soil and roots unearthed at their feet. A loud crackling noise echoed through the valley as the flames erupted from Cainn’s arm breaking the bones in the orc’s fist and forearm. For a moment, the two stood there with their fists met. Everything around them went silent as Grom slowly shrunk back down to his normal size. The bones in his arm were cracked and jutting from the side of Grom’s arm, a gasp passed through Namanay’s lips as she watched intently.

A small smile spread across Grom’s lips as he thought back to when Cainn and he first fought back when they were both slaves. The irony of him ripping Cainn’s arm from the socket and now Cainn’s new limb just broke his own arm. “I hope our new medic can fix this.” Grom said as he slowly moved his broken arm to his side. The pain triggered every receptor in his arm as he walked over to the girls.

“Yeah, me too.” Cainn answered slightly shocked that he managed to overpower Grom instead of winning by out-smarting him like he did in the past.

“Whoa!” Talon said while looking over to Kylie.

“It seems that Cainn has a few new tricks up his sleeve.” C.C. said with a proud smile across her perfect lips.

Ikaros scanned the orc’s arm quickly. “Master broke Grom’s arm in four places.”

“Cainn, we should like. Call that something!” Astraea said in an excited tone. “How about the Falcon Punch?!”

“Why a falcon?” Talon asked the big breasted Angeloid.

“The flame looked like a falcon when my infrared went all cooky!” Astraea explained.

“Hm, I don’t like it.” C.C. said referring to the name the Angeloid chose.

Ignoring all the silly talk about what to name Cainn’s punch, Namanay rushed over to Grom as she picked through her brain for a spell that mended broken bones. Namanay had to first align the bones in order for them to heal correctly.

“Hold still please, Grom. This won’t take long, but it may hurt a bit.”

“Humf, nothing hurts me.” Grom said trying to sound tough. He succeeded.

As Namanay held his arm still, she closed her eyes, looked to the ground, and mumbled a series of a complicated language. Before Grom even noticed the slight movement in his arm, it was over. He held up his fixed arm in surprise and started to inspect it.

“I am impressed, priest. Although I did not feel any pain, it is going to take a lot more than some broken bones to hurt me badly.” He said with a wink.

“You are too kind.” Namanay stated as she bowed slightly to hide the deep purple he face was turning. “Cainn may I please inspect you to be sure you have no serious injuries?”

Cainn smiled and nodded lifting C.C. off his lap, so Namanay could get a full look at his body. C.C. was not pleased that she was asked to get up.

Namanay found an allover healing spell that would heal any minor fractures of sprains in his body at once. She thought she would use that to be more time efficient. She placed both hands on his chest, closed her eyes, and spoke to her Moon Goddess Elune. A bright glowing light appeared from under her hands and soon covered Cainn’s whole body. Cainn’s facial expression seemed very impressed and shocked. After about ten seconds, the spell was finished. Cainn was healed and Namanay was exhausted. Such a large spell took a lot of energy from her mentally. She bowed to Cainn and headed towards the shade to rest.

“Awesome spell Nam! Hope I can call you that too. It’s a really cute nickname I came up with!” Astraea yelled as the priest walked off. “So who is next?! I want to see more fighting!”

Cainn was still analyzing his recovered skin and answered Astraea’s question. “Well, I believe Talon and Kylie will team up on C.C. now.”

Talon clenched her fists in excitement as a slight smirk found its way on her lips. “Yup, Kylie and I will put the Goddess to her knees.”

C.C. let out a sigh before walking several yards away from the girls. She then bent down to tighten the straps on her boots before putting her are up in a defensive stance.

Kylie tepebaşı escort knew she never fought a single day in her life, and now here she was about to take on what looked like a seasoned fighter. “Are you sure I should be getting into this? I-I mean I have never even seriously punched someone before…” Her voice then trailed away as she looked over to Talon with an assuring smile on her face.

“The learning curve will be steep, but if you learn to run before you walk then you will not have an issue in a real life situation.” Cainn explained before stepping away.

Talon was not hesitant in the slightest as she broke out in a full sprint towards the Goddess. She spun herself in the air and landed a round house kick to C.C.’s side. C.C. was not phased in the slightest as she quickly parried the kick with her forearms. Then, just like a cobra’s strike she planted a focused jab right to Talon’s core while she was still in mid-air. The Twi’lek landed behind C.C. holding her stomach as she attempted to regain her breath. A look of anger struck through the young female as she finally stood up straight.

C.C. slowly spun on her heel to look at Talon with an extreme gaze watching for any signs of movement. Kylie attempted to use a distraction and punch C.C., but just as her fist came within inches of the woman, she was side stepped and countered with a kick straight up to her jaw knocking the human to her butt. Talon’s face scrunched in vexation to the wantonly blow she just gave to Kylie, knowing the human’s lack of combat skills. Talon ran towards C.C. and sent a combination of punches to only have them all dodged or parried by C.C.’s well defined defensive stance. The Twi’lek stepped back and vigorously twisted her core and hips sending a powerful kick to C.C. Although the kick was blocked, the velocity of the kick knocked C.C. off balance causing her to back pedal. Kylie took the opportunity to quickly grip C.C.’s legs making the Goddess trip backwards onto the dirty soil. C.C. let out a slight grunt as she shook herself free of the human’s grip attempted to rise to her feet only to be knocked back down on her ass by Talon’s telekinesis push.

C.C.’s amber eyes squinted in irritation as she quickly lunged herself to her feet from her back. Again, the Twi’lek attempted to send the woman to the ground, but it seemed to be in vane as the Goddess extended her palm nullifying her ability. Then she quickly stepped to where Kylie laid and sent a strong kick that dug into the soil for an inch under the girl launching her into the air and spiraling straight towards Talon. Instead of avoiding her friend, Talon allowed herself to cushion the landing for Kylie, semi-catching her before she too fell to the ground under the weight.

“Master, do you think C.C. will hurt them?” Ikaros asked in a slight concerned tone, knowing the capabilities of the woman.

“I hope she doesn’t over do it.” Cainn answered. His eyes locked onto the three girls.

“Kylie, we need to work together or she will pick us off one at a time.” Talon suggested as she struggled to push the human off of her.

Kylie nodded. “How are we going to do that?”

C.C. watched in silence, waiting for the girls to rise to their feet. Her small hands were raised in a defensive stance with her right hand clenched and her left one open. The amber eyes of the Goddess accented her jade hair and flawless pale skin. Although her outfit was dirty from the soil, it seemed elegant in a way. Her legs were separated with her left leg extending out in front of her, while her right foot dug deep into the soil planting her body where she stood.

Talon and Kylie finally rose to their feet after whispering their plan. Talon’s facial expression almost seemed like they had won the session, while Kylie’s face showed the exact opposite. The human lead the assault, while being followed closely by Talon closing the gap between them and C.C. The goddess watched carefully deciding to take the offensive, meeting them head on. Kylie sent a punch to C.C., but only hit air before being countered with a palm to her midsection, knocking her back. Talon quickly side-stepped the falling human and sent a kick, but to her misfortune, it was also dodged by the Goddess ducking under her leg and counted with a left jab and right hook to Talon’s midsection. The woman fell to the ground getting knocked to her back.

Kylie lay on the ground with a sense of failure taking over her s she watched Talon be out maneuvered and sent to the ground yet again. The Twi’lek did not let it get to her as she pushed herself up and continued the assault. She mixed several quick jabs with kicks. Blocking the majority of the attacks, C.C. needed to regain the offensive or eventually Talon would soon wear her out with the endless energy the girl stockpiled. Spinning under and away from her last kick, C.C. found an opening just below her ribs sending another lightning quick jab into her side. While Talon cringed to the pain, C.C. continued her combination with an open palm to her back, sending Talon flying forward, but just as the girl had a moment to breathe again, she was left open to a frontal attack. C.C. stepped on Talon’s foot, planting her to the ground; C.C. sent a flurry ending her combo with an open palm to her chest, knocking Talon back and unconscious.

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