Dillon’s 26 year older brother Ryan recently moved back in and now they’re getting along REALLY well. — This work of FICTION contains incestuous sex with a minor. If this is not what you’re into — or it is illegal for you to read this where you are — then DON’T!!??
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jason awoke to the sound of a distant police siren cutting through the night like a banshee’s shrill wail. He lay in the darkness of the tiny motel room for a few confused moments with his arm across his face, forgetting where he was, why he was there.
Memories returned and with them came the cold grip of fear. He quickly lunged over to turn on the lamp, assuring himself there was nothing else in the room. The dull light showed he was sprawled across the old, worn bed still in his underwear after a much needed shower. With a groan, he sat up and held his throbbing head in his hands. He had only meant to stay for a few hours when he had checked into the isolated, rundown motel earlier that afternoon.
The motel might have been modern and serviceable when it was built decades ago, but without the highway traffic to support it the place had fallen into disrepair. The bathroom and bed were clean if dilapidated and dingy, but jason hardly noticed.
He was exhausted, physically and mentally. He had been running for so long, interminably fleeing his every waking moment until he could barely remember his life before this nightmare had started.
There were still some recollections in of the past buried in his sleep-deprived mind if he made the effort to dig them out: a decent, sedentary job as a computer programmer, no worries greater than his rent and car payments, blissful ignorance of what existed out there in the shadows of the so-called real world.
His money was running low, his bank account almost gone and his credit cards nearly maxed out, but he had to pay to stay in motels even for the inadequate rest he stole during the day. He couldn’t afford to be taken in or detained by the police or highway patrol for even a few hours. Constant, headlong flight was his only chance.
He swung off the bed and staggered to the bathroom, his throat parched. In the stark, fluorescent light, Lindsay stared at himself in the dull mirror. Healed scratches were barely visible lines across the bare skin of his neck, torso and arms. He had lost weight, he couldn’t remember his last decent meal. He couldn’t remember how long he had been running, whether weeks or months had passed, but it had hardened him, mentally and physically, forcing him to find resilience and strength he had never known he possessed.
He splashed tepid water across his unshaven face and drank handfuls until his throat no longer felt sore. He had to leave at once. The day was his only chance for rest, he had to keep moving once it was night.
jason walked swiftly back out to the bedroom, but before he could grab his travel-stained duffle bag and tug on his wrinkled jeans and shirt, the locked and bolted door of the motel room swung open.
She stood there. jason had known who it was before the door opened, there was no one else it could be. A small, slender figure standing poised in the doorway in a baggy leather jacket and tight, black miniskirt, leather gloves on her hands and an expensive purse slung over her shoulder. Silvery-white hair, wild and unruly, was cut short in back and draped over in the front, hiding half her face. The silvery color of the tresses looked like a bad dye-job, though jason knew it wasn’t. Pale, smooth skin shown luminescent in the dim lamplight.
“Hi,” she said simply and walked inside. She wore a tight pink top under the jacket and her skirt clung to curving hips, below elegant legs were outlined in black fishnet stockings.
“You’re slowing down, jason. You didn’t get nearly as far today,” her voice was musical and entrancing with an accent that might have been Irish but was actually something far, far older.
knew she could see perfectly well even with her hair hanging in front of her face. He stood frozen in terror, unable to move or make a sound.
“Maybe you’re letting me catch up. Did you think about that?” she asked him, tossing aside the purse and shrugging off her jacket. Her firm breasts were clearly displayed by the meager half-top that left her sleek belly bare. Her skirt rode very low on her hips and jason knew the only thing she wore underneath was her stockinghose. “Maybe you’re finally getting tired of trying to get away. You can’t you know. No human male can escape a Mahdron Sidhe.”
Sidhe. jason hadn’t known what one was before he met her. Wouldn’t have known to pronounce it ‘she’. Wouldn’t have believed the ancient legends which told of sinister faerie lovers who delighted in tormenting the men they chose as partners.
“Stay away,” jason croaked, finally able to speak and move, edging toward his duffle bag. “Just stay back, Sifania.”
She ignored him, walked over to the bed and took a jumping seat on it, testing its springs with several bounces of her bottom. “I have some bread and biscuits, sorry cookies I mean, if you want to have something to eat first,” she offered him.
jason knew better than to eat any food offered by a faerie. At least all those computer role playing games had taught him something about myths. He never would have had the chance to run at all if he had consumed anything she ever prepared for him.
She was pulling off her gloves and kicking off her boots, tucking her stockinged legs underneath herself on the bed. Her hands small and slender but her fingers were inhumanly long and they had wickedly sharp claws on them. She turned her head up to him and her disorderly hair tilted to the side, from the nose down she could have been a beautiful, human woman, pert nose, perfect, heart-shaped lips and a slender chin.
Behind her hair and above the line of her nose, she was a monster, her eyes were feral, yellow pits of glowing malevolence, her brow curved forward and down where the bridge of her nose should have been, she had no eyebrows only only rows of small, sharp scaled ridges, it was a face reminiscent of a shark or some other sea creature even more ancient and vicious that had swam through primordial oceans.
“You better eat something, you’re going to need your strength,” she told him, and her mouth split into a voracious smile, her glinting white teeth were double rows of jagged fangs.
jason made a wild lunge for his duffle bad and dragged out an old, rusted crowbar. It had been hard finding one that wasn’t made from tempered steel. Gripping the crowbar in both hands, he brandished it at the slim, other-than-human woman sitting on the bed.
She looked at him calmly, her delicate nostrils flaring as she caught the scent.
“Pure cold iron. You are learning,” she admitted. “No more silly guns and useless bullets. But that’s not going to be enough to keep you from me.”
“I’m not letting you get close this time,” jason threatened.
“I won’t have to, jason You’ll come to me,” she said and rose up from the bed, turning her back to him and lifting her arms to pull her top off over her head.
jason’s hands began to shake as the Sidhe began to undress. There was a row of short spines that led from the back of her neck and down between the shoulder blades of her smooth, gracefully muscled back, a bare back that would have looked very enticing without the inhuman spines.
Then she turned around, her lips turned in small teasing smile and her arms crossed over her chest. She slowly dropped her hands and spread her arms apart and let him look at her without the slightest blush of embarrassment. He tried not to see the curves of her perky breasts or her translucent, flawless skin. He tried to remind himself what would happen if he let the crowbar drop and took her into his arms the way he was already longing to do.
“I told you. No human male can escape a Sidhe,” she said, undoing the button down the side of her skirt. It snapped free of her hips, leaving her in only her fishnet stockings and jasonknew he was lost. The crowbar fell from his hands to the floor as a horrible, unearthly desire filled him as he gazed at the enticing, snowy white thatch of hair between her thighs. Unable to stop himself, he strode forward and pulled her into a crushing embrace, burying his face into her silky hair.
She sighed with pleasure and wrapped her arms around him, giving a squeeze in return with her claws digging into the muscles of his back. She pulled them both back toward the waiting bed and jason felt himself respond to the soft luxury of her naked body.
“No. Don’t,” grunted jason. through gritted teeth, even as he arms kept her close, but she was already dragging him onto the bed with her, pulling him down on top of her. She was much smaller than him but there was inhuman strength in her limbs. She easily scrapped off his underwear with nimble hands as she leaned back on the bed, her lithe, stocking-clad legs sliding up and wrapping around him.
“Ah yes!!” Sifania gasped as she pulled at jason with her arms and legs and the hard, throbbing erection he had not even been aware he had possessed suddenly slid into her warm, eager body.
“No, God no,” jason groaned in answer, unable to stop himself from letting his weight sink completely onto her and driving himself all the way into her. Pleasure coursed through him as he arched above the feminine creature squirming under him, supernatural delight washing through his mind, trying to claw at his sanity and tear away his will.
He might have been able to pull away in that first moment, but her fingers dug painfully into his shoulders and her legs were tense and clamped around his hips, allowing no chance to win his way free.
There was only one other way to end the horrid, unearthly sensations that threatened to consume him. Desperately, he slid his hands under her smooth hips and took gripping handfuls of her bare, rounded bottom. He began to thrust with frantic haste, moving as fast and hard he could, the springs under their bodies complaining as the bedframe began to jump with his efforts.
He closed his eyes, trying to trick himself into believing it was an ordinary woman under him, her warmth and softness the result of human passion and desire, not unearthly lust and faerie appetites. He almost succeeded, the swiftly growing ecstasy filing him as he tried to bring himself to climax before she could realize what he was doing.
But then her small, supple body went taut under him and she pushed him back, her shocking, yellow eyes staring up at him from her frightening face with a malicious, knowing stare.
“I don’t think so,” she gave him a fanged smile that chilled him to the bone. She tightened herself around his manhood until he gave a gasp of pain.
He ignored the sudden, excruciating tightness and desperately drove harder at her, heaving himself within her embracing arms and legs, her fishnet stockings leaving red marks on his skin. Straining hard with his teeth gritted tight, he almost reached the edge of the release he sought but just as he was about to climax, she grabbed his head and dragged his face down into a deep kiss.
Her mouth was very, very sweet, but her tongue was disturbingly thin and long. It snaked far into his mouth while the fork at its tip painfully pulled and tugged at his own tongue like a tiny, grasping hand. Far worse was the nearness of her eyes, now less than an inch away as they kissed, her golden, unnerving stare boring into his mind and keeping him from breaking their gaze or even closing his eyes.
She stopped his climax, he did not know how, but just as he reached the point of agonizing, welcome relief, his body was stopped short, leaving him with only the distress and physical anguish of his unfulfilled effort.
“You don’t think I’ll let you end it so quick, do you?” she broke the kiss to snarl into his ear. “You’re not going to get away with doing that this time. Now move.”
The last word was spoken in the inhuman, musical language of faerie, but jason knew what it meant even though he did not speak a word. That single utterance reached down into his being and made him start to move his hips, cycling them between her clutching thighs against his will as he laid himself across her body, unable to stop himself.
“No. No, don’t do this,” jason gasped, gripping the sides of the bed and trying to shove himself away even as he continued to forcefully thrust at her, the pressure and torment of his halted climax growing worse even as the anguish was mixed with a renewed pleasure from the velvety feel of her body, her stiff, aroused nipples pressing into his chest as she wiggled beneath him.
“Mmmm, that’s the way. Faster,” she told him, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck, reaching far down to dig her claws into his back and drawing her knees up higher until they were almost under his arms.
“Oh God,” he groaned. The pain became much worse as his pumping increased in speed in response to her command, his hips going faster with each passing moment. He had heard the old stories of faerie music making humans who heard it dance until they died from exhaustion. jason had another song filling his ears now, the lilting, feminine gasps and grunts of inhuman pleasure that goaded him on with an unearthly compulsion, forcing him to ignore his straining muscles and sexual anguish.
He drove himself deep within her body until she was lifting up her back from the mattress, crying out his name in ecstacy, heedless of the obvious suffering in every tense line of his harshly rigid body above her, or perhaps she was aware but only more aroused by his pain.
“Ah!AH!Oooohhh!!Don’t stop!Don’t stop!” she shouted.
She pulled her stockinged legs up even higher and slid them around his arms until her slim ankles were resting on his shoulders in a limber, flexible pose which left her laying folded in half underneath him. The position had her thighs forcing him a little bit away from her but her hands still gripped his neck, keeping him in place as she smiled and gazed hungrily up at him, her disturbing yellow eyes fervent and voracious.
jason could not look away even though it horrified and unnerved him to stare at that inhuman, ecstatic face, her features a macabre combination of eerie beauty and monstrous horror. Part of him struggled to break free and escape and part of him intensely yearned for her in spite of his fear and torment.
“AHHHH!!” she finally screamed as she climaxed, throwing her head back as tears of pure joy burst down her cheeks. jason could feel her shuddering in his arms as pleasure washed through her. He was abruptly released from the faerie spell that compelled him to keep moving but not the one that prevented him from bringing an end to their coupling by ejaculating into her.
He still moaned in relief as he was able to stop thrusting and collapsed on top of her, his rigid erection sore and throbbing and still buried deep within her. It hurt too much to try to draw it out and he could only lay there, gasping along with her as they both recovered their breath.
“Mmmmm, that was nice,” she eventually whispered and he felt her lips form into a wicked smile against the side of his neck. He felt a knowing chill of dread just before she pushed him over onto his back with a shove, keeping him inside of her as she sat up and straddled his body.
“But we’ve only just begun,” she grinned down at him, her accent thick as she ran her hands over his chest and dragged her fingers down so her claws left deep scratches in his skin.
She began to lift herself up and drove her whole body weight down onto him. jason yelled out, his aching manhood still trapped inside her warm, painfully tight channel as she plunged herself onto him. The excruciating pain of the sensation almost brought tears to his eyes and he had to clench his arms tightly at his sides, gritting his teeth against the anguish.
“Stop it! Oh God, that hurts! STOP!” he groaned, knowing it was useless. She only smiled even wider and began to quicken her pace, sliding her soft thighs against his sides and heaving herself above him until the bed was swaying like a ship at sea.
“I’m only just starting, you sweet man. We have a nice, long night ahead of us,” she laughed and cried out with eager delight, suddenly tightening her body around his erection so fiercely the pain made jason black out.
He had drifted back and forth into consciousness while Sifania rode him on the bed for what felt like hours. She climaxed more times than he could count, biting and clawing at his body in her passion while she relentlessly used him. Her spell kept him hard and rigid, restraining him from releasing himself in a climax and the frustrated, throbbing torment had exhausted him worse than any of the exertions she made him perform for her enjoyment.
The scratches, the bruises and the aching, horrible pain would have been bad enough, but jason was assaulted by a growing longing and desire as the faerie woman used him. He could feel her will trying to force him to give into her, to yield to the seductive pleasures she offered that would end his suffering. But jason resisted, sometimes barely holding on to his reason by his fingernails, until she finally decided to take a break from their efforts and take a shower, leaving him feeble and weak on the bed, his throbbing manhood still erect and painfully hard.
The sound of the water running in the bathroom drew jason out of his sore, fatigued stupor. Biting back a moan, he cautiously pushed himself up, all too aware that Sifania could hear even the slightest rustling of the sheets from the bathroom. He thought the echoing splashing of the water might be enough to cover the noise, and he slowly got to his feet, almost unable to support his weight and nearly falling to his knees. It was his chance, he realized, while she was refreshing herself in the shower. He had to escape, though he could not imagine how he was going to manage putting on a pair of pants over his aching manhood. But he had to leave before she started with him again, sometimes she would not stop using him until the dawn came.
He was trying to mentally plan how he could dress himself and flee out the door without making any noise, when jason suddenly realized he was standing in the doorway to the bathroom. He had walked over without meaning to, drawn there by the same unearthly compulsion which kept him hard and erect. His naked reflection in the mirror looked haggard, fresh new scratches covered a great deal of his torso, but jason barely noticed, his eyes were drawn to the shower.
Through the foggy glass doors, he could see her. Her lithe, slim body outlined through the glass, moving with a sensual, unnatural grace. His mind screaming insanely at him, but jason walked over to the shower and slid the door open.
She turned to face him, her hair wet and matted down, her inhuman, monstrous features starkly plain as rivulets of water glistened all over her alluring body.
“Why hello,” she said, gazing up at him with her sinister yellow eyes. Lindsay did not speak as he stepped into the shower and pushed her nude body back against the tiled wall. She let him lift her slender form up in his arms and with his mind still shrieking silently at him, he let her down onto his erection.
“Uuhhh!” he groaned at her eager tightness.
“Ahhh!!! Mmmmm,” she murmured blissfully as he entered her.
It was even more painful than before but he could not stop himself. He held her up off the floor pressed against the shower wall, her head leaning against him, the warm water running down her face, her eyes closed as she luxuriated in his embrace.
“Let’s finish this,” he moaned against the side of her wet, dripping head, no longer resisting her, no longer fighting. “I’ll do what you want.”
“Take us back to the bed,” she whispered, her arms helping him as he held her under her buttocks and carried her, dripping and wet, back to the bedroom. She stared up at him as he carried her to the bed, her yellow eyes half suspicious, half aroused by his willingness.
“Wait, take me this way,” she said and with their bodies slick and wet, Sifania easily rotated completely around in his arms, never breaking their coupling as she turned until she was facing away from him, her toes brushing the ground while he wrapped his around her slim waist to support her. The sharp, short spines along her back added new cuts onto his chest, but he ignored them and pushed them both onto the mattress.
Sifania went onto her hands and knees and Lindsay took hold of her hips. She peered back over her shoulder at him, a strand of wet hair falling across her inhuman face.
“Now, do it now!AHHHH!!” she both ordered and pleaded, her words turning into a gasp of ecstacy as jason immediately started to thrust himself into her. Their wet bodies made a loud smacking sound in the bedroom, and small, clear droplets of water flew from Sifania’s silvery-white hair and pale skin as Lindsay’s pounding rapdily increased in vigor.
He kept at her for long minutes, not knowing if it was water from the shower or anguished tears streaming down his face as he let himself stab away a Sifania’s lovely, nude body. The hideous pain was still there, but the pleasure was rapidly matching it, not making the torment go away, only making it impossible to stop no matter how much it hurt.
“AH! Yes, that’s it!! That’s it, JASOOOONNN!!” Sifania shouted his name again as he drove her to her orgasm.
As if the Sidhe’s intense climax was the key, jason felt the telltale pressure build within him and this time nothing halted it as he finally climaxed into her eager, willing body. It was like a dozen climaxes combined, and the shocking, welcome pleasure assaulted his resolve, crashing against his will, trying to overwhelm him and attempting to completely put him under Sifania’s absolute sway.
They both collapsed together onto the bed as their simultaneous orgasms stunned them both. The spines along Sifania slender back dug into his skin as he fell on top of her, but he did not care, the relief of finally climaxing and being freed of his hideous torment was the only thing that mattered to him at that moment.
He let himself go limp and relax on top of her limp, wetly slick form, listening to her murmur and moan beneath him. He brought his hands up to caress her soft skin. Kissing her lightly behind her ear,jason gently stroked Sifania’s wet hair, bringing new, drowsy murmurs of pleasure to her lips. He continued his tender, delicate touches until she finally dozed off into sleep in his arms.
Sifania awoke to the sound of a siren. She lay in the dimness of the tiny motel room, the sky outside the curtained window growing steadily lighter with the approaching dawn. She was sprawled face down across the old, worn bed, the sheets still damp with the water they had brought from the shower.
With a luxurious and satiated moan, she pushed her naked form up, her entire body suffused with sweet memories of the delights she had tasted the previous night. The last time with jason had been the most fulfilling by far for her, nothing could ever satisfy a Sidhe like a willing lover.
But he had not been completely willing, and Sifania now realized he was gone. His clothes and duffle bag were missing, he had fled the same way he had fled every time they had spent the night together.
The chase had been entertaining for her up until now, but Sifania was beginning to tire of it. jason was the one she had chosen to take as her lover and he could not escape her, no matter where in the world he fled.
She rose up and quickly dressed herself. She would need to find a safer place to wait through the day when her powers would be gone. It would give jason time to run away from her, but not enough time that she could not catch up to him again once the night fell again.
Before she left, Sifania reached into her purse and left a few coins of faerie gold for the old manager of the motel who had told her which room jason taken. The coins would bring more wealth to themselves if the manager chose to keep them, and like all faerie gifts, they would either make him rich or ruin him with greed.
Humans often suffered from such magical gifts, though the faerie felt humans brought such dooms upon themselves. jason was the same way. The fear and horror that were plaguing him as he fled from her would destroy him, maybe even kill him if he did not eventually realize the simple truth.
He was the one torturing himself, he was the one who was choosing to ignore what he knew was so obvious but could not accept. It was the reason was why Sifania was able to find him no matter where he went, the reason that drew him irresistible to her. Not the result of any mystical spell she had cast but a magic far more powerful, that precious human magic of the heart which the faerie coveted more than anything in the world and which Sifania hungered from Lindsay.
She never once felt the horrible torture jason suffered from her passions was the result of her, with the guiltless emotions of a Sidhe, Sifania always felt his torment was caused by himself. All faerie gifts were that way, even pleasures of the bed, humans had to choose what they would do with the gifts they were given. It was always a choice.
Sifania was sure jason would make the right choice. She had merely to convince him to abandon his reluctance and accept what she offered him, to accept her with all his heart. Until then, the chase would go on.
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The unexpected things from visiting the familiar swamp
Clark walked quietly, slowly, through the woods as he made his way towards his favorite place to sit. He grinned as he heard the sound of park rangers thundering through the brush in the opposite direction, yelling at one another to find the ‘brat’. Finally he reached the stream that cut through the park and walked up the bank until he found his spot, a small pound were the water poured from the rocks at the northern boundary of the forest. Looking up Clark could see the stone of Baron’s peak in the distance. He smiled as he remembered, for a painful moment, his mother and father taking him up to the top of the mountain. Clark tore his eyes away from the scene and sat in his usual place, a smooth rock that was a perfect place for him. As he sat down he looked into the clear water of the pond and found himself looking back, a handsomely plain face with brown hair above brown eyes and a freckled face that was neither long nor short, just right for him. Somehow he had ended up with the perfect mix of the most common features to be attractive. He frowned at his own appearance, however proud of his own face he might be. His face hadn’t stopped his last girlfriend, Casey, to cheat on him and dump him when he found out. He lay back and gazed at the clouds, watching them float by…
It was the rush and shaking of bushes that woke Clark. He opened his eyes slowly and turned over as though he was still asleep, looking over at the spot where the sound had come from through half lidded eyes. He watched as a short muzzle poked out from between the bushes and sniffed at the air. Slowly the face of a fox poked out. Clark opened his eyes and watched it venture out into the clearing, its muzzle twitching as it sniffed at the air. Its muzzle was white for maybe half an inch before it became red. The stomach, barely visible, was creamy white like the muzzle. The tail was a strange mix of red, gold and white. But it wasn’t the color that seemed strangest about the creature to Clark. The beast was large, as big as a person, and had four tails whisking around behind it as it crept into the clearing. Suddenly the creature stopped and looked at him, sweeping its gaze over his ‘sleeping’ form and lighting on his half open eyes.
“I know you’re awake, human.” Clark’s eyes shot open at the sound of the voice. There was no doubt in his mind that it had been the fox. The voice had been female, lovely and melodic as a choir’s chorus. Then the wind rushed by and the leaves of the trees above them began to fall. As Clark sat up, the fox sat on its haunches and looked at him with its tails swishing about constantly. One of the leaves, particularly large, fell lazily and landed directly on top of the fox’s head. Clark watched as the wind picked up and swirled around the fox, causing the falling leaves to do the same. Suddenly the fox changed, its muzzle shrinking back into its face and changing into a nose, its fur appearing to peel back like a t-shirt after a long day and its tails shrinking back into its rear. As Clark watched the creature became a woman. Then the world around him went black and Clark passed out.
“… dead? … human… up… wake up, human? Are you really dead?” Clark’s eyes fluttered open to a raging headache and a cute face looking down at him. He rubbed the back of his head and found no bump. He looked around and found that he was laid back the way he had fallen asleep. I dreamed it… that’s what happened, I dreamed it all. Clark smiled sheepishly at the girl standing over him. She looked at him curiously, as though she didn’t quite understand… Clark shook his head. He sat up on his stone and rubbed at the back of his head. It felt like he had fallen back and knocked his head on the stone, but there was no mark. He had to have been…
“I healed the bump, so you’ll be okay now. No more hurt, right?” Clark’s eyes snapped open and he looked at the girl who was here in the clearing with him. She spoke so innocently, but it seemed a bit… stupid. As though she wasn’t all there. No, it wasn’t that she wasn’t all there; she was just a ditz. That was certainly a better way to think on it until he knew her better. Clark grinned at her again.
“Well I’ve still got a headache…”
“Oh, Sorry! I got the bump, but I don’t know much about humans. I prefer spirits. Spirits are happier, yep!” Clark looked at her for a moment. She was genuine with her words. Just what the fuck is this…? She’s gotta be a special kid… Clark felt bad for the thought. Then the girl grabbed his head and kissed him. For a moment his mind was blank. Then he felt the questions start to pour in. What the fuck? What is she… the kiss halted abruptly as the girl pulled back and grinned at him.
“Head better?” Clark halted before asking this random chick what the fuck she was doing and realized that his head was better. He no longer felt the thick muddle of his headache, the same way he didn’t feel the bump from where he had hit his head. Then his eyes grew wide and he pointed at the girl.
“You’re a fox, aren’t you?” the girl’s smile faded and she looked at him stupidly.
“No, I’m a person. Aren’t I? Wait, did I leave a tail sticking out?!” The girl half turned and looked at her ass, actually checking if she had left a tail. Clark rubbed his temples and resolved to go along with it. As ridiculous as it sounded, he wanted to know what the fuck was happening. He looked the girl over as she checked herself and wasn’t unhappy. She was a hot girl, if she wasn’t all there or even if she was a fox. Her face was framed by slivery hair that fell to her mid back. She had donned a skintight white shirt that was short enough to show off her belly button and tight stomach and a pair of daisy dukes that left her milky thighs and legs. When she looked back at him Clark caught a look at her silver eyes and he found only more questions. They were bigger than any normal humans eyes, though not large enough to draw any real questions unless anyone thought the girl might be a fox. Her nose was small; perfect on her face… hell everything about her was perfect. There was not a single blemish on her skin. Finally she stopped looking down at her ass and smiled at him.
“Nope, no tails. I’m a person silly. All human, yep!” The girl just stood there and smiled at him, her eyes shut in a childish, innocent grin as she informed him of her own tailessness.
“But you WERE a fox? Just a minute ago?”
“No silly human, girls can’t be foxes!”
“Then why did you check to see if you had a tail sticking out of your shorts?”
At that the girl stopped smiling and looked at him. She seemed to be thinking hard on the subject. Clark waited as she thought about it. But when she kneeled down and began to think about it some more he sighed.
“I fell and hit my head because I saw you change from a fox into a human. You can’t tell me you weren’t at sometime a fox.” The girl looked at him as he spoke and then started laughing.
“Silly boy… you saw me? Shoot! I thought you were sleeping! Naughty boy, tricking me like that!” She looked even cuter as she pouted over his watching her change. He laughed a little at her childishness.
“So what’s your name?”
“Silly person, kitsune don’t give out names! Only people give out names!”
“Well then what the hell should I call you?” As he thought on that the girl started smiling again. “How about Happy? May I call you Happy?”
“Happy…? Happy!” Clark watched her start to think about it.
“I’ll call you either Happy or Bella. Take your pick.”
“Happy!” Clark sighed. He’d thought of a decent name and this weirdo picked the dunce hat.
“Alright, Happy, so you’re a Kitsune… a fox, right? So what are you doing here?”
“This is my home silly. My tree is here.” Clark looked around at the trees and paused as he looked at the birch tree that stood bright green among the rest. He looked at Happy and then looked at the tree, then Happy. They both seemed a bit too lively. His eyes settled on Happy finally as he looked her over. He couldn’t help but start to get a hard on as he looked at her, kneeling there in her short shorts and her ridiculously tight shirt. As his erection started Happy looked down at the slight bump in his groin.
“Oh, the human is finally ready?” Clark followed her gaze and blushed.
“Ready? Ready for what Happy?” He watched her as she crawled over to him and smiled.
“Ready for sex!” Clark blushed even deeper at her words and stood up, muttering something about going home. The only thing that stopped him was Happy standing up and kissing him again. As his lips touched hers Clark’s mind went blank again. His hands went to her waist as they kissed and then slid up to the small of her back. Clark even went so far as to slide one hand inside her shorts and squeeze that perfect ass. Happy kissed him passionately and held him, one hand on the back of his head and the other undoing his belt. When she released him Clark felt strange.
“Do you want sex? Happy will stop if you don’t want sex…” Clark looked at the stunning creature before him and realized that he did want sex. He certainly wasn’t unwilling. But as he thought about it Clark thought of the transformation, and her speech… If he got this girl pregnant Clark didn’t know if he could deal with that incessant, childish speech all the time. Then he felt her hand reach into his shorts and grab his hardening shaft, felt the other hand on the back of his neck and the globe of glorious ass in his hand, and threw all of that out the window.
“Sex sounds fucking awesome.” Happy smiled and squealed, kissing him again and pushing down his shorts. Clark pulled away from her lips and pulled off his shirt, throwing it aside and grabbing the hem of hers. He was breathing hard, his throat nearly closing up as he saw her breasts. They were small C-cup or large B-cup, and prefect as anything else in the world. Clark threw her shirt into the water on purpose and grabbed the back of her head, pulling her face roughly to his and kissing her glistening lips. The rush of skin on skin contact made them both moan around each other’s tongues. Clark squeezed her ass again and was delighted to hear a squeal from his partner as he extricated his hand and unbuttoned her shorts, pushing them down around her thighs and grabbing her ass again as he lift her into the air. Clark felt Happy’s hands run over his chest and slide down to his boxers. Before he knew what was happening she had removed his underwear and placed the tip of his cock at the entrance to her hot, wet slit. Clark kissed her harder and pushed into her tight little body. The moment he entered her Happy moaned long and loud, shutting her eyes and throwing back her head as Clark slid into her. Clark grunted as he pulled back and pushed back in, not even halfway inside of her and felling Happy’s tight, tight snatch grabbing at his meat as he fucked her. It seemed strange to Clark, the drainage he felt as he pushed into her. Happy moaned even louder and grunted in pleasure as Clark pushed harder and was finally rewarded with a felling of his hips against hers. He kneeled slowly and set Happy on her back in the lush grass of the clearing, kissing her as he pulled out again. She squealed as he pushed back into her hard, ramming their hips together. Clark sat up on his knees, keeping Happy’s thighs apart and looking down at her body in disbelief as he loved her.
“OOH, yes human… fuck… Harder! Oh yes harder harder…!” Clark happily listened as Happy began to massage her hard nipples and moaned at the feeling of his cock stretching her. He sped up until his hips were slapping against hers hard enough to leave red marks. Happy screamed as Clark rammed into her. Then suddenly Clark felt her writhe around his cock and watched her arch her back, clawing and the earth and yanking out blades of grass by the fistful as she came. Clark couldn’t take the sight of Happy’s heavenly body in the throes of orgasm and felt his balls tense as he slammed inside of her once more and sprayed her fuck tunnel with his seed. He felt drained as he pulled out, but he ignored it as he lay down next to the panting Happy. She rolled over and set a hand on his chest, her nails scraping lightly over his skin as he fell asleep to her soothing words. Just as he went under another voice woke him.
“What… Sister, you fed on a human?!”
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Clark’s eyes snapped open as the beautiful girl next to him was suddenly standing up and speaking with someone else. He turned over and found himself close to blacking out. Happy was speaking to… Happy? No, the new girl was the same but very opposite. She had Happy’s face, but in place of Happy’s silvery, weightless hair there was dark hair, black as moonless midnight, and eyes of dark blue. Her body was the same though dressed in a black t-shirt and a pair of long, dark washed blue jeans. Her skin was a little bit darker than Happy’s but still milky for a human. Clark shook his head and banished the thought of humanity from his mind. These were creatures, angels maybe, but not humans.
Clark groaned as he tried to stand and found that his legs trembled uncontrollably. He sat down on the rock and watched the two women talk.
“Sister, you may have killed him!”
“Oh, calm down sissy, the human is awake. See! Human is okay, yep!” The two looked over at him. Happy didn’t seem to notice his labored breathing. When his vision started to cave in again Clark groaned and pitched forward. Then the dark haired girl was there, catching him.
“Are you okay? I’m sorry for my sister, she has a bit of a half track mind…” The girl set him back against the stone, ignoring his nudity, and looked at his eyes. Suddenly she kissed him and he felt energy flowing into his body again, this time his mind not blank but shifting through a thousand different things that this girl must have known. When she pulled away Clark was panting and rubbing his eyes to alleviate his returned headache.
“How… How is it that when she kisses me, my mind goes totally blank; but when you kiss me I get a thousand things that I never knew running through my head like I’m going insane?” The girl frowned at him and then smirked.
“Kitsune- spirit foxes- share their thoughts and energy when we kiss. I told you she had a half-track mind. What’s your name? I can only guess that my sister didn’t ask.” As Clark looked into her eyes he felt sad, the exact opposite from the bubbly feeling of looking into her sister’s eyes.
“Clark…”
“Very nice. We’ve seen you here before but we had decided to stay hidden. She must have thought you wouldn’t notice her…”
“I acted like I was sleeping. I saw her change from a fox into… her.” The dark haired girl looked down at the ground and then over at her sister, swimming in the pond as though she hadn’t almost just killed him.
“She… We’re twin sisters, born into a Kitsune clan. Until that forest fire a few years ago, when a lot of the trees were burned down. We are the last. We’re only half Kitsune, but being twins we’re about as strong as the real thing. That’s why you felt so drained after you two… after she fed on you. She doesn’t realize the damage she could cause. Its dangerous if I’m not with her, and I didn’t think here under our tree she could do anything stupid. I’m sorry, Clark.” The girl looked at him with genuine sorrow in her eyes, though Clark had now started to realize that she was the sad, intelligent aspect of the two.
“Why is she so… not there… when you’re the exact opposite?” Clark looked down at her and swore he saw a hint of blush.
“Kitsune twins are uncommon. Most go crazy, or they’re near it. This is our curse. We’re polar opposites, she the carefree one track mind and I the sad, pathetic, thoughtful twin who has to keep my ignorant sister out of trouble.” She stood up and turned away, watching the naked beauty swimming in the pond, playing with a small ball. “Sometimes I wish we were reversed… In human terms I’m chronically depressed. I deal with it by taking care of her, but that…” Clark saw tears at the corner of her eyes. She raised the back of her hand to wipe at her tears and took a deep breath. Clark felt sadness spring up inside of him again. These Kitsune were having some weird affects on him. He stood up, shakily again, and stood next to her.
“What should I call you?” The girl looked over at him questioningly. “I called her Happy, because of her… bubbling personality. But you are much more real, so I can’t exactly call you something as ridiculous as that.”
“Why do you think you’ll see us ever again?”
“She said that that was your tree, that birch over there. This rock is my only place in the world. It’s my sanctuary, and I would like for you two to think that you’ve a friend in me. I don’t want you to have to hide every time I come up here. If I’m allowed to come up here again…” The girl looked at him strangely for a moment before she smiled.
“Call me anything but sad.”
“How about Bella?”
“…”
“If you don’t answer I’ll have to make it something as ridiculous as Happy.”
“Alright, Bella… Bella will do just fine. And you most certainly can come up here again. Of course I’d be careful. Now that my sister has had a taste of you, she might want more.” Clark chuckled.
“She can have it. I certainly don’t mind.” Bella turned to face him.
“She’s not just… When she feeds on you she’s taking your soul! You can’t let her do that, you’ll die!”
“There’s no one that would miss me. I’m an orphan… I live in the foster home down at the edge of the park. There isn’t a person there who cares at all.” He watched Happy swim, childishly talking to herself, and smiled at the heavy gaze Bella had locked on him.
“You’re just another human to her. She’ll kill you without a second thought… how is that even fair? You should be…” She trailed off her sentence as Clark looked at her, his eyes filled with the same morose light that hers had. She couldn’t find the words, maybe. Clark made a motion to grab his pants but suddenly Bella wrapped her arms around him in a hug. He looked down at her questioningly. She returned his gaze though she was a head shorter than him.
“You don’t have to go back yet. This place… this place is special. Time flows fast here. If you go home tomorrow or even next week here, only a few hours will have passed from when you came. When did you get here?”
“Sometime around… sometime around eleven this morning… but it’s already sunset…”
“You don’t have to go back there. Not tonight, not anytime soon. Stay.”
“I thought you didn’t want me to lose my soul?”
“Well… I mean… I… I think I know… how to… how to, you know, not feed on you…” Clark looked down at her blushing face and swore he saw happiness in those eyes, even though she was looking everywhere but his face.
“Are you hungry?” Now her blush spread over her entire face.
“yes…” Bella looked up at him with the same innocence that he had seen in Happy’s eyes. Clark leaned down and kissed her, expecting to feel a rush of thoughts. The only thing he felt was a rush of emotion, happiness and a deep sorrow mixed with apprehension and wonder, and even desire. As they kissed the desire grew more and more, causing Clark to pull back and leave Bella wanting more.
“I have a question…” She just looked at him somewhat pained. So he had felt her personal emotions. “If you’re a spirit, or a half spirit, why do you want me like a human would?” She looked at him with pain in her eyes now.
“I said we were half. We are only half human, yes, but we feel desire and need like any other girl. We have… benefits and disadvantages.” Bella went up on her tiptoes and pressed her lips to his again, one hand rubbing through his hair as they kissed softly. Clark slid his hands around her back, up her shirt and down into her jeans. She sighed and moaned and purred as she felt his hands explore her back. The kiss became more passionate and more passionate. Clark pushed his tongue at her lips and she reciprocated. They were unaware of Happy watching them from the edge of the pool, her fingers dancing around in her pussy as she watched them. In reality neither Clark nor Bella cared. They just wanted each other. Clark wanted Bella more than he had wanted Happy, more than he had ever wanted anyone.
Bella pulled away from his lips suddenly and pulled off her t-shirt quickly, more tore the shirt off in her haste to get back to his lips. He kissed back as best he could, her frantic energy and need driving him nearly insane. His emotions were blinding but hers were deafening and maddening. Clark unbuttoned her jeans and slid down, pulling them down with him as he admired her legs. She groaned at the slow motion.
“Ohhhh, god, just take them off!” Clark laughed at her haste. She grabbed his head and pulled him up t her face once more, ignoring the fact that her pants were still on. At least Clark though that she ignored it. The next time he pulled away he found that her jeans were gone and she was completely nude, leaving her magnificent breasts and her blazing hot pussy open to the warm night air. He thought to ask her but then realized he would have no time. Bella was moving at the speed of a girl who was going to get what she wanted out of him. She grabbed him and pushed him down on top of the rock. Suddenly she was there, his cock rubbing up in between her ass and her lips were leaking onto his lower stomach. Bella kissed him hard, pushing her tongue into his mouth and moaning loudly. Then she pulled back, looking at him apprehensively as she lifted herself up and positioned herself. She bit her lip as the head pierced her hips and entered her sex. Clark groaned at the renewed feeling of tightness and heat. He heard her cry out as she sank down on his cock.
“Ah, Ah, Ohhhh fuck YESSSSSS, Oh god that feels so… MMMM!” Clark felt his cock hit the end of her tunnel at the same time he felt their hips touch and thanked to god he had lived long enough to know that feeling. He sat up and kissed Bella, grabbing her by the hips and pulling himself out of her by pulling up on her ass, bringing her to the brink of empty before sliding back in. She moaned louder the Happy at the feeling of his cock in her sex, and the louder she moaned the more it turned Clark on. He took his hands off of her hips and let her take over, sliding up and down on his cock seemingly effortlessly, with no possible way that Clark could see. He left it to her Kitsune magic and enjoyed it as she moved faster and faster, crying out louder and louder as they fucked.
“Ohhhh, shit! Fuck me; FUCK me, oh yes oh…! AAAAH!” Clark felt her pussy bind his cock inside of her, squeezing him so tight that he nearly did pass out. She squirted as she came, splashing her oils and juices all over them both. She went rigid as she trembled half on his cock and half off, yelling at the top of her lungs. Clark thought he might have lasted longer if she hadn’t been screaming and spraying, but as she came down from her orgasm, still screaming, and Clark felt his head touch her cervix, he grunted and came, shooting his semen straight into her cervix. She fell against him as he came and shuddered another orgasm, her voice and body too used up to give the same performance. She panted on his chest as Clark wrapped her in a hug.
“Sissy, you yell really loud!” Clark and Bella looked over at Happy, laying back on the surface of the water and panting hard from her own orgasm. Clark chuckled at the sight of Happy and Bella both exhausted from their sexcapades.
“Are you two sure you want me to hang around? I might actually lose my soul at this rate. Not that I mind, of course.”
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This story is about the first encounter between a man and a half fox half human. If you are uncomfortable with this subject, please do not continue.
Sorry it took me so long to finally get this out. I discovered that several people left because of my french and the incest. So I decided to split the story into two possible outcomes. These two share the same overplot and character roles, but certain characters develop different relationships with others in each story. Endless Dusk is the story of the real Terrance Graves, who is driven by the need for revenge.
Rachel’s family gets busy due to mysterious reasons.
This chapter was completely rewritten from the original, as I felt the original was more of a play-by-play, and less of an in-depth psychological experience of sexuality. I wanted this to devolve into something nearly psychedelic, so things get weirder and weirder as the chapter goes on. I hope you like it! Leave comments!
Mina, a demon, tries to feed on an injured man in the hospital.
I am headed to by boyfriend’s Halloween Frat Party with my roommate. She’s going as a slutty cheerleader, while I’m a sexy witch. She seems really eager to go, probably because she’s a slut in real life, but I’m going just to support by boyfriend since he’s setting up this party for his frat.
A father received a weird text saying they can make any wish come true. Seeing her daughter in such a slutty succubus outfit, there is only one wish that comes through his mind.
This is the fourth chapter of the “God is a Slut” series. Rachel has changed since she was the scared, virgin Jesus-Freak. Now, she’ll face her toughest challenge yet: getting gang raped by demons.
Authors note: a comment asked me why Alex didn’t get Kara’s powers when they kissed. The reason he didn’t get her powers is because with willow her powers are all mental not physical they’re all powers that the mind use’s, unlike magic that melody will teach him which is physical using the body and spirit the same goes for Kara her powers are physical as well so she would have to train him to teach him her powers. As in every chapter this story contains themes some may not like such as young, incest, mind control, and possibly bestiality down the road. Thank you and enjoy the story.
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CHAPTER 5
I left the mall happy as I could almost practically skipping down the road. I got the girl I always wanted to date, even though were just fuck buddies for now, still I know it’ll get even better.
As I was driving home I noticed a shop that I’ve never seen before whether it was new or I just haven’t seen it before I wasn’t sure but something about the place called me in to it. I pulled the car over to nearby parking space and walked back to the shop. I looked up at the sign which looked old and rotted away as if its seen many years of use. The sign read “Esters shop of mystical wonders”. I think it was just everything that’s happened so far but I was suddenly interested in stuff like this the kind of stuff that I used to think was all fake hocus pocus, but now I saw this stuff as possibilities as ways to learn what I can about this new world.
I opened the door to the old looking shop and the little bells rang as I opened the doors to signify to the owners a customer was here. The shop was lined with all sorts of old books most of the bindings and covers not even written In english. The shop looked deep as if stretching for miles “most likely a cause of magic” I thought to myself. I passed by a few more shelves which contained stuff like shrunken heads and jars of dust that said zombie powder, my guess was that I was in the voodoo section. I finally found the counter of the shop. nobody was sitting there sadly but I noticed a little sign that read “please ring bell for service” with an arrow pointing towards a bell I hadn’t noticed before.
I rang the bell and waited … nothing happened, I turned around and was about to leave thinking about how I’ll try again some other time when I heard.
“what can I help you for?”
I turned around to see a very short old woman sitting on a bar stool behind the counter. she must be about 3 feet tall” I thought to myself.
“um yes I’d like to know if…”
“you have any books pertaining to information on the creators correct?” she said as if reading my mind.
“y-yes how did you know…”
“what you were going to say? Its written all over you boy you let your thoughts just leak right out of you, you might want to watch what you think young creator.”
I was a bit taken aback by that I wasn’t expecting someone to be reading my mind exactly.
“we have one book pertaining to the information of the creators but it is off limits I’m sorry to inform you, please feel free to browse our shop for our many other fine selections though”
“thank you I think I will have a look around” I nodded as I walked off down the isles. When I came across more books with strange writing I thought to turn my eyes on and as I did suddenly all the words became understandable. I made my way down the isles while reading the covers of the books when I saw a particular one that caught my eye. The book was different in a way the book itself was covered in all black leather looking material and had silver bindings and writing on the cover “ The Octulus” I was drawn to it as I was drawn to this store I decided I should go with my instinct and buy it so I picked it up off the shelf.
As I headed back to the counter to purchase the book I noticed a glass case filled with many thing but like with the the book I was immediately drawn to a pocket watch sitting in the far back of the case. The watch was gold and had silver lining on it just like the book but the silver formed into an image of the sun. I turned around to call the shop keeper over but she was already behind me much to my surprise. I barely stifled myself when I found her behind me.
“do you want that” she said pointing her long boney finger at the watch. I simply nodded. Then as I looked back at the case the watch was gone.
“come with me to the counter to complete your purchase” she said. I got up and followed the old lady to the counter. The watch was just sitting there already.
“will that be all?”
“no ma’am” I said as I place the book on the counter as well.
She she gave me a curious look as I placed the book on the counter but said nothing. I purchased the items and left the store. When I finally got home bag in hand I was a little shocked to say the least, sitting at the kitchen table was everybody having a conversation and laughing, and when I say everybody I meant everybody there was : mom, Willow, Melody, and Anna.
“umm whats going on” I asked incredulously.
Mom answered “oh were just having a nice chat with your friend melody she said you had to go out somewhere and that you’d be back in a bit”
“oh yeah sorry I didn’t mean to make you wait” I said trying to play the role.
“no problem but hey can I talk with you for a sec?”
“sure” I said as me and melody walked down the hallway to my bedroom.
As soon as I shut the door melody came up to me and started whispering“so what are you gonna do about your family? You know were gonna be here for a bit I think they might find it odd if a friend just starts living here.”
“wait what do you mean living here? Your gonna be staying here!?”
“of course I’m just following the outlines your father gave me. Trust me I don’t like this anymore than you.”
“well how am I supposed to tell them huh?, oh hey guys this is melody she teaches me magic she’ll be living with us for a bit, cause I’m sure that’ll go over just peachy”
“no retard how bout you use that new power of yours to make them think I already live here or make them accept whatever you say.”
despite my earlier comment that was a pretty good idea. So I agreed with melody and she left the room I then called mom and Anna to my room. When they came in and sat down on my bed I activated my powers and told them.
“melody will now be living with us you will do and listen to anything I say. Every time you do something correct I will give you a wave of pleasure” I know I have always had a dominant side in me so these prospects had me a bit excited then I thought about something and said “ there may be more people living here in the future, also you are not to be jealous of anybody I bring home and do anything with. Do you understand?”
they both collectively answered “yes sir.”
It hadn’t really hit me on what I could really do with this power until now and it excited me to no end to say the least. I thought up a few ideas for later and left the room with mom and Anna.
Melody was standing there looking like she was waiting for a response. Mom was the first one to speak.
“I’m so glad to hear that you living with us now if I would’ve known I would have made some food to welcome you”
“Oh no it’s fine ms. Wells no worries really I had a big lunch before I came here anyways so I don’t think I’d even be able to eat a bite.” melody said while looking over to me giving a knowing smile. I smiled back while the girls all had some long conversation in which the topic would change about every five minutes or so.
A few hours later Melody walked up to me and said “good work with them it’s like they think I’ve been here forever or something” she chuckled.
“yeah but is this really right to do? I mean taking over people making them do whatever I want?” I asked feeling a bit guilty.
“well that depends on what you do with it if you can make people happy then sure it’s a good thing as long as you don’t make them do something bad like rob a bank or something then your good but no worries I don’t judge, but I do know why your feeling bad you’ve been thinking about making people fuck you huh?” she asked nonchalantly.
I nodded and blushed slightly to embarrassed to answer.
“well let me tell you this I don’t really think its wrong as long as its good for them to just remember always leave them with a happy experience. Then its ok alright?”
“alright, you know I thought you were kind of a bitch at first but now I can see you’ve got your good points to you as well, you’d make a good mother.” I laughed as I lightly prodded her side.
“yeah you to kid” she laughed as well.
“wait how old are you?” I asked after realizing I never found out.
“huh? Oh well I’m 15.” she stated proudly.
“Huh! 15 then I’m older then you haha”
“wait what? What do you mean your older how old are YOU? She asked
“I’m 16 why how old did you think I was?”
“16 holy crap! I thought you were like 13 or something.”
we stared at each other for a second then we just couldn’t hold in our laughter. While we were laughing there mom and willow were watching us.
“I’m glad they could become friends” mom said.
“yeah me to they’ll need to be with all the hardships that’ll be coming along”
“huh did you say something?”
“oh no it was nothing don’t worry about it.”
a few hours had passed since then and I was now sitting in my room staring at the watch in my hands. I don’t know why I bought it but I just feel like it was important to me somehow but for now I had now idea why. I slipped the watch into my drawer and pulled out the book I stared at the title “The Octulus”
I was drawn to the book just as I was to the watch. I flipped through the pages of the book but the writing inside was in no language I could read to be honest I don’t even think the language existed within the normal humans languages. I turned on my eyes and nothing changed the pages were still unreadable. As I slipped the book into the same drawer as the watch I heard a knock on my door.
“who is it?” I asked
“Alex its me can I come in?” it was Annas’ voice.
“oh sure sis come on in”
“thanks” she said while slipping into my room.
When she was in full view I was shocked at what she was wearing but in a good way. She stood there wearing a Black teddy with matching black garder belts, the outfit plus her light fair skin was a deadly combination it just seemed to illuminate her skin and push up her nice full DD’s, and I’ve never been much of an ass man but I swear she would be the one to convert me over. Her face had heavy eyeliner on but the amount that make any woman just look drop dead sexy. She smiled as she saw me checking her out head to toe.
“do you like” she asked in her sexiest voice possible.
“ I like it a lot”
“well my master get’s to do whatever he wants to this body.” she said running her hands along her hips and down her ass.
“Master?” I thought. were did that come from I hadn’t made her say it so that means she said it over her own free will.
“master huh?” I said this time aloud.
“do you not want me to call you that?” she said with a hint of nervousness in her voice.
“no no I really liked it I just wanted to know why?” she visibly brightened up when I said I liked it.
“well I’m just that kind of person I liked to be dominated. I just love the idea of doing whatever someone tells me to do”
“ah ok”
“Is there anything my master wants me to do for him?” she said with her sexy voice.
“yes slave I want you to suck my cock” she lit up again at being called slave and started walking over to me”
“what do you think your doing slave?”
“d-did I do something wrong master?” she asked a little scared.
“yes you did I never told you that you could walk to me now get on your knee’s and crawl over here” by this time I started seeing the inside of her thigh start to shine brightly from her juice’s leaking down.
“yes master” she said as she got on her knee’s and crawled over to me
her face level with my dick she looked me in the eyes and asked “can I please suck masters cock”
“yes you can slave.” I told her.
She brought her lips up to the head and started planting kisses all around it. Then she moved down planting soft kisses all over my shaft before beginning to lick all over my dick covering every inch in her saliva. After my tongue bath was over she pressed her lips to the head and slowly opened her lips as she lowered her awaiting mouth onto me.
As she went as deep as she could which was about 4 inches she started bobbing her head up and down while licking along as well and I couldn’t help but moan. I didn’t have a lot of experience with blowjobs this being my second one ever but I could tell she was an amateur but that didn’t make it a bad thing in fact it being her first ever blowjob made it all the more hotter as she attacked my dick eagerly.
She bobbed her head up and down faster and faster and took one hand and started stroking the part of me that wasn’t in her mouth . She pulled her head almost all the way off until her lips were sealed tight around the head while she stroked the rest with her hands. As her tongue started flicking at my slit I started feeling really close and not wanting this night to end just yet I pulled her off of me much to her and my dismay.
“ I don’t want to blow just yet I still have more I want to do” I said to her “now slave I want you get undressed and get on your hands and knees on the bed” I commanded
she simply replied with a “yes master!” she slowly took off the teddy off and I thought.
“wait leave the garder belt on”
“yes master” she then crawled onto the bed and got on all fours as I positioned myself behind her, and slowly slid into her hot awaiting hole. I felt her warmth envelope me as I slowly moved back and fourth feeling her warm velvet insides grip my manhood. I moved my hips slowly building up speed but not to much. As I moved she was moaning quietly underneath me as I brought hands down to grasp onto her huge firm breasts rubbing her rock hard nipples into my palms moving my hands every now and then to pinch them.
“please stop teasing me I need you to fuck me now!” she pleaded looking as if she was gonna cry.
“what was that? Is that how you supposed to ask me?” I said teasing her as I slowed down even more.
“please master fuck your slaves wet pussy hard, I want you to fuck me so hard that the only thing I’ll ever be able to think about is your cock!”
“I’ll grant my slave her request” I said as I started plowing into her hard and fast while simultaneously sending waves of pleasure throughout her body.
“oooooooooohhhhhh god master thank you, oooohhh yesss, ooh oooh GOOODDD!!” she screamed loudly as she tightened around me in orgasm. While she was cumming I reached a hand down and started rubbing her clit causing her to have another few waves of orgasm.
I felt myself drawing closer to cumming about the same time I gave her her fifth orgasm. I moaned loudly as I fucked her over and over impaling her on my cock while she mumble barely coherent words while constantly moaning. I felt myself drawing nearer as I pulled out and flipped her over spraying my cum all over her stomach tits and face leaving huge white globs all over her.
“thank you so much bro I love you” she said barely on the verge of consciousness.
“ I love you too” I said just as she passed out on my bed.
As I got up to turn off my light but I suddenly heard a scramble at my door and sounds like someone running away. As I opened my door I looked around but saw nobody there but when I looked down I saw a pair of panties lying on the ground. “the culprit must have taken these off to better enjoy themselves while watching us” I thought to myself. “there’s only one person who would were theses kind of panties” I thought as I headed down the hall to the other side of the house and knocked on the door. I heard a small meek.
“come in”
so I did. I saw her sitting on the bed with her face all red like she knows she’s been caught.
“mom we need to talk.” was all I said.
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Adrianna and Yavara try to reconcile their differences.
Dillon’s 26 year old brother Ryan has moved back in — This work of FICTION contains incestuous sex with a minor. If this is not what you’re into — or it is illegal for you to read this where you are — then DON’T!!??
Unable to sleep, a young man goes for a walk. Along the way, he stumbles onto the impossible. It’s like a dream come true…
Bullied boy finds a mysterious egg in the woods
Authors note: a comment in my rewritten chapter 2 informed me that the father was extremely creepy in the rewrite. That was my intention I want to give the reader the feeling of unease when his parts come up as he is meant to be a dark character with hidden ambitions. The comment also said that the sister never confessed but she did she confessed in chapter 1 which has had no changes at all to it chapter one is still the same. As usual this story contains themes that some may not like such as young, incest, mind control, and possibly bestiality down the road somewhere. I mentioned in the previous chapter that for that one and this one there would be no sex so I can develop my characters and the story more I would like to inform you that there will be a sex scene contained within this chapter but it will be near or at the end. thank you and enjoy. P.S. While I was writing this someone asked if I was from Alabama because they know somebody who could help with grammar and editing. I just wanted to let you know I do not live in Alabama but thank you for the offer.
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“The strongest race? Is that a racist joke or something?”
“oh my god please tell me your not serious. God dammit I didn’t know you knew nothing! if I knew that I wouldn’t have taken this shitty job. OK so how much do you know?” she said while placing her head into her palms and sighing.
“know about what?”
“you! Ya retard how much do you know of your situation?”
I sat there for a second just drowning out the insults she kept throwing my way and said “umm I know I’m something called a creator and that there are guys looking for me.” she sighed even heavier at this.
“Are you fuckin serious kid is that really all you really know?”
“ I told you that’s all I know!” I said with a hint of annoyance “is there something else I should know or something?”
“Yeah a whole lotta something else but seriously this is one of the shittiest requests I’ve gotten in a long time hold on a sec let me read over the whole spiel they want you to say if someone coming into magic doesn’t know.”
she pops a piece of paper out from nowhere. “alright lets see … here we go” she clears her throat loudly before reading it aloud. “to the new user of magic presented to us today we the council would like to congratulate you on being able to attain your magic powers, your eyes will be opened to a whole new world before you, things that were believed to be myths and legends are in fact real; monsters such a vampires, demons, sirens, succubus, werewolf’s, chupacabra’s, witches and wizards such as yourselves, centaurs and cyclops and many more. This may be a shock to you, you most likely don’t even believe me but it is indeed true. Us and the many other races have battled for many centuries. The battle which still rages to this very day, and as of this day you are now allied with the magic alliance we look forward to your work with us. Bine aÈ›i venit în lumea nouă.
“of course that’s only if you were a wizard and not a creator so no worries about joining our alliance” she said sounding more like she was reassuring herself and not me.
I stood there dumbfounded she expected me to believe that creature of myth exist and roam around today. “What normal person would believe this?” I thought to myself but then again after all that’s happened recently it wouldn’t be passed me to believe that it was true either.
“Ok so what if all this is true huh what then? How are you supposed to train me when were not the same race?”
“ I was just about to get to that part the creators are a special case when it comes to training a creator. To be honest I wouldn’t even call you a creator I would call you a created.”
“why created” I asked honestly curious.
“well the creators is a race that can master any races ability once taught it so technically the creators don’t have there own powers they just take everybody else’s powers. meaning that their powers are “created” from everything else.”
“so wait does that mean that the training I’ll be getting from you will be training to learn magic?”
“hey look you’re actually keeping along you have more brain cells than I gave you credit for, but my training is technically only 1/10 of your training.”
“1/10! why only 1/10 and why?”
“ I don’t even know why I’m being asked to train you it doesn’t really make any sense to train a loser like you anyways, but as to why 1/10 its because I’m not the only race that’s going to teach you your gonna learn from the big ten races”
“the big ten races? Which ones are they?”
“well the races in the big ten would be the: witches and wizards, werewolf’s, Succubi, Elves, centaurs, Vampires, Phoenix’s, hydra, dragons, and the nephilim. Just to inform you so I don’t deal with another freakout. All of these creatures assume there human forms. some of these myths aren’t even true such as the succubus for instance. It’s said the succubus race is made of all females which isn’t true at all. some iterations will tell you the male counterpart is called an incubus not true either The succubus is a race not a gender. It also says succubi suck the life out of men they make love to not true they can but only if they choose to. One true thing would happen to be a succubi kiss, when a succubus kisses someone the person they kiss becomes there slave and will do anything they’re asked of.”
“Ok thank you? Whats with the sudden class about succubi though?”
“well it wasn’t really for you I’d say more for your eavesdropping guest over there. Come on out I know your there.” she yelled towards the kitchen.
“wait what there’s a succubus here!” I did a quick 180 and what I saw surprised me.
I saw ms. Cox slowly come around the corner between the kitchen and the living room and she stood there not saying a word.
“Ms. Cox? Shes not a succubus shes been my nurse for years” I said while turning around “right Ms. Cox?”
she didn’t say anything.
“Debra? Your not a succubus right?”
“go on tell him” the girl said.
“Alex she’s telling the truth I’m a succubus” she said with her head hanging down.
This confession hit me hard. She was the nurse who always took care of me when I was a kid she was the kind nurse that told me I was her favorite. She was the nurse I had slept with the day before. Then I realized.
“yesterday when we had sex is this the reason I couldn’t kiss you?” she nodded her head but still kept her head down as well.
“I didn’t want to control you. I like you just they way you are I don’t want to change who you are, but that’s not all Alex what you’ve been calling me isn’t even my real name my real name is willow, succubi don’t have last names our race deems it unnecessary so we have to make a name up to survive in the real world. I’m sorry I lied to you Alex I’m so so sorry” she said as she started sobbing.
The name I thought was funny didn’t even exist, but even as I was angry and confused at her I just couldn’t stand to watch her cry. I walked up to her and wrapped my arms around her in a tight comforting hug. I didn’t say a word as she wept into my shirt soaking the fabric. When she finally calmed down and looked up into my eyes she just said.
“I’m sorry please don’t be angry with me”
“perfect you can train him first” the redhead said from across the room.
In unison Debra or should I say Willow and me both went “What?!”
“yeah you should train him first the records on the creators always said that learning the succubi powers were always the easiest race to learn so it makes sense doesn’t it”
“b-but I don’t even know how to show him my powers”.
“oh that’s easy the records simply say that they kissed to exchange there powers”
“b-but I cant I’d control him if I did”
“would you just shut up and kiss! Seriously trust me”
still in the hug I looked down at her in my arms and gave her a smile as I said “ don’t worry I’ll be fine you can trust me right?”
“y-yes but its my…” she started turning bright red.
“you don’t mean to tell me this is your first ever kiss do you!?” I studdered
“yes” she said in a quite almost mousy voice.
I placed my finger underneath her chin and lifted her face up to mine and slowly tilted and leaned my head towards hers as I pursed my lips, as willow reciprocated almost every action of mine until I felt her soft delicate virgin lips on mine.
Then there was this sudden flash of light in our heads as if fireworks just blew up right in front of us. The flash was gone almost as soon as it came. Our lips still pressed together she started to melt into my arms from just this innocent simple kiss. We pulled away as I looked into her beautiful eyes.
“that was wonderful does that happen every time?” she asked with a big grin.
“well most of it the big flash there normally doesn’t happen” I chuckled lightly
“so try him out see if it work of if he’s yours to command”
“ummm … kiss my hand” she said while holding out her palm.
I stood still for a second then yelled “yes mistress!” then began to kiss all up and down her hand. The look on the two girls face was to say priceless they looked absolutely horrified. I started to laugh out loud really hard”.
Willows look of horror quickly turned to relief. “you little bastard! You don’t know how worried I was dammit I thought I actually did” the red headed girl was still on the couch but laughing along with me.
“hahaha I’m sorry I just couldn’t resist it was to good to pass by” she punched me lightly but began to laugh as well. As soon as we all calmed down from our laughter I turned to the read head and said.
“you know I still haven’t learned your name yet”
“oh my name my name is melody, melody Stevens ” she said with a matter o’fact grin.
Just then my sister comes down the hall and walks into the room rubbing her still sleepy eyes. “whats going on why are you so loud this early?” Alex looked at the clock and was surprised it was only 8:45 in the morning.
Melody leaned into my ear and whispered “why don’t you try your powers out on her you don’t have to even kiss her to do what you say just give her a slight mental nudge”
I thought about and just said “aw why the hell not” I concentrated on Anna for a moment and sent the thought “your still very tired you didn’t see anything go back to sleep” sending it almost felt as second nature to him as moving his right arm.
Anna blinked a few times then turned around and walked back down the hall to her bedroom her door shutting letting us know we could continue our conversation.
Willow turned to look at me with shock on her face.
“what? Did I do something wrong?”
“No that”s exactly it you did nothing wrong you did it perfectly. It takes succubi years before they can send SMALL mental nudges to people, but you commanded somebody to forget and to go to sleep. You don’t understand how amazing that is. You could probably make anybody do anything for you without ever having to kiss!”
then a thought struck me “wait you said anybody a succubi kisses becomes there slave does that mean I cant kiss anybody because of this unless I want a slave”
“no no that’s not it at all remember when I said that creators mastered the abilities they copy, well you still have to train no matter what but creators become much stronger in a quicker amount of time compared to other races, but with the succubi kiss there’s no training needed cause its all mental”
I sighed in relief after hearing this news and suddenly got very happy at the prospect of the powers I just attained.
“uh oh I know that look said Willow he wants to go try it out”
“huh I see not also a retard but a pervert as well yep should’ve expected this much” she sighed “well have fun when you go out there. Its like a whole new world to you with those powers you have now” she chuckled. Her laugh was definitely suspicious but I ignored it as I headed out my front door to the drive way. I had just been given a free pass to go and I wasn’t gonna shun it.
“oh hello Alex” I heard as I walked out I recognized the voice as old Mrs. Adams next door she was a sweet old lady always handed out cookies to the neighbor hood kids. As I looked over to wave to her I froze and swear my balls went back inside to hide as I had the loudest scream ever.
“HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!!” I screamed as I ran back inside and slammed the door shut behind me. What I saw was not old Mrs. Adams but more like a giant snake with arms wearing an old apron.
When I calmed down the girls were both on the floor laughing there ass’s off “hahahahaha that was the best oh my god! I’m crying, I’m literally crying” she said as she fanned her face with her hands.
“what the fuck was that thing” I yelled not really in the mood for laughter as they continued rolling on the floor.
melody calmed down and wiped away a few tears from her eyes as she spoke “ remember the piece of paper informing you of the world you remember the words at the end? No? Well let me read e’m again “Bine aÈ›i venit în lumea nouă” it means welcome to the new world in Romanian its a spell that grants new people there eyes to see the world as it truly is showing you what some people really look like. Now shouldn’t you go out there and apologize to your confused neighbor?”
I stood there for a minute letting that sink in “there’s a lot I’m gonna need to get used to and shes right I should apologize.” I thought to myself. I walked back out the front door and saw Mrs. Adams or giant snake version standing there with what I assumed was a confused look on her face.
“Alex are you alright son” she asked worried but all I saw was her forked snake tongue come out every time she spoke.
“um yeah I’m fine I’m sorry for that. How do I explain it I guess you could say I got my eyes today”
“Oh! Alex I didn’t know you were a creature how exciting now tell me what race are you!?” she asked with an excited tone in her voice as her tongue flicked in and out faster.
“I’m a creator” I said nervously
“Oooooh a creator now that is a rare breed I think the last time I saw your kind was I think about 600 years ago”
“600 years how old are you!?” I asked in shock
“oh Alex didn’t anyone ever tell you to never ask a girl that” she chuckled “but I’ll give you a hint I’m still under a thousand still a child really.”
“a child I wouldn’t say that” I thought. “well it was nice talking with you Mrs. Adams I said as I walked over to the car waving good by as I left.
I drove north to the mall it took me almost an hour to find a parking spot but I didn’t really care because that just meant more people to try my new power out on.
I walked into the crowed mall making my way to the food court to look for people to try out on. On my way to there I noticed there were a lot of different species of creature roaming around still surprising me still not used to monsters in my previously human world but then I thought I’m not exactly human either am I? It was a weird thought that I wasn’t human it didn’t really affect my like I thought it might
I still felt human, and as any sappy movie will tell you your heart will tell you the answer and I was told I was human albeit a much stronger human.
I finally found an empty table in the middle of the food court and sat down at it scoping out the area not knowing the full extent of my powers or what I could really do with them this could be seen as a good field test. I saw a table in the center of the food court containing three girls sitting at it none to fairly amazing but none bad looking either. I began to think I could use this distance at our tables to test out how far my power would go before stopping “ I reached out a simple command first I made the one on the right of the table scratch her nose. I waited a second and there it was she was scratching her nose but it could just be a coincidence I thought. I sent out a another command to her to make her scratch her stomach, right shoulder, and nose again then flash me the piece sign and boom there it happened again she did all in the exact sequence and flashed the piece sign as well. I was giddy with excitement the table couldn’t have been more than 50 yards away so I know I’m at least ok at this distance. For some fun later I sent all three kind of a mental note with my address on it for them to come over when they need a good fuck I also conditioned them to think It was acceptable to come to my house a complete stranger to them.
I got up from the table and knew where my next location would be I was heading over to hot topic. See my best friend named Kara worked there and I’ve always had the hots for her. So I wanted to see if maybe I could start something with her with this ability of mine.
I walked into the store and running the register was just a small fox with a bunch of tales sleeping lazily on the counter I ignored the fox just figuring it was another creature in this new world. I looked around the store but didn’t see a sign of her anyways so I thought maybe I should ask the fox maybe it knows if shes working today. I walked back up to the counter and shook the fox slightly trying to wake it from its slumber. Then suddenly out of its sleep it sprung to life.
“I swear boss I didn’t fall asleep on the counter again I was only resting my eyes for a second!!” the voice sounded familiar but I just couldn’t point it out. The tiny fox looked around then looked at me and said “oh its only you I thought it was my boss phew”
“yeah well have you seen Kara today is she working?”
the fox looked at me for a second and said “Alex are you ok you feeling alright? I’m sitting right here”
“What? What do you mean?”
“wait a second Alex your eyes!! your a creature too oh my god why didn’t you tell me!?!!” the fox said in a happily excited manner.
“wait? Kara?” I said looking down at the small wolf. Now I know why the voice was familiar that voice was Kara’s!
“yup in the fur” she said giving a little twirl.
A little shocked that the girl I like was now a tiny fox although a cute fox. “umm sorry I just got my eyes so I didn’t recognize you” I said shaking my head.
“oooohhh so your new to this world huh? Must be quite a shock I can imagine. But you know you can turn them off right?”
“wait what I can?”
“of course there’s a reason creatures dress as humans you know. Here I’ll show you how this time on the house.” she taught me how to change my eyes back which wasn’t as hard as I thought It would be. I blinked a few times and smiled. Now in front of my eyes was the cute short haired brunette with pink stripes on some of the bangs. that I remember she wore and torn up kiss t-shirt you know the one that’s all black and has the lips and tongue on the back and short cutoff denim jeans.
“hey hey now don’t stare to long you’ll make a girl have a complex or something” she said while blushing. I started to blush as well from being caught. She leaned over the counter and asked.
“so what race are you?” I chuckled a bit at this since this isn’t the first time I’ve been asked that question.
“I’m a creator” I said matter o’factly.
“funny but no seriously what are you vampire, werewolf, wizard?”
“no seriously I’m a creator no joking”
“wow seriously that’s some cool shit, The creators are a rare occurrence nowadays. Your bloodlines on its last ropes I bet.”
“well I’m not really sure about that’ I said to her and truthfully I didn’t, I didn’t know much about anything but I know even less about the creators.
“well hey I’m about to go on break wanna join me?”
“sure” I said happy that she asked me to come along “this is kinda like a date you know without all the fun stuff”. I thought to myself.
We went back to the food court and had conversations about nothing really important just enjoying each others company. “ I guess I was wrong” I thought “ this is fun”.
“so what races powers do you have” she asked me out of nowhere while I was drinking my soda causing me to accidentally spray fanta all over her.
“oh shit! I’m so sorry her ill go get you some paper towels” I said as I ran over to get them but she stopped me and grabbed my arm.
“no its ok no worries really but I … really need you to come with me” she said her cheeks turning flush
“is she getting horny I thought to myself impossible what girl gets horny when a guy practically spits on her in front of a bunch of people” I thought to myself as we rushed back to hot topic.
When we got back she took me to the back and shoved me into one of the changing room and came in with me.
“ugh I need these clothes off help me please” she looked into my eyes pleading.
I was curious but I was never one to deny a girl her request damn my horny nature. I started striping off her pants while she ripped off her shirt and bra in one fell swoop then she looked at me and said “ all of it I need all of it off even the panties”.
I was getting hard quick as I crouched down to pull off her panties but by the look in her eyes she wanted them off now so I ripped her panties off of her right there and when I did so she let out a low quiet moan.
“what are you doing take off your pants!” she yelled while fumbling with my belt when she finally got it undone she grabbed the hem of my pants and pulled everything off immediately. She stared at my hard-on before moaning into my ear.
“I need this beast in me now!” she turned around and presented her ass to me hands and face against the wall in front of her. I grabbed her by the hips and thrust hard into her as she let out a low guttural moan as I kept pounding into her wet soft pussy, Her breathing getting more ragged and she turned her head back and we started kissing passionately while she moaned into our mouths our tongues wrestling each other for dominance neither one giving up exploring every corner of our mouths as I pounded into her hard and fast soliciting a long moan each time I bottomed out in her.
“oh god I’m cumming” she yelled through our kiss.
I pounded into her faster and faster thrusting my monster deeper into her awaiting cavity.
“oh god here it comes!!” she moaned as her whole body tensed up her pussy squeezed around my shaft with incredible pressure. I moaned as well as I felt my oncoming orgasm and at the last second I pulled out and she fell to her knees as I came all over her face and tits. When it was all done and over with I leaned on the wall behind me and slid down.
“oh man that was amazing I haven’t had a good fuck like that in a while and I think I found out what powers you got right now too”
“oh really care to enlighten us oh mystical one” I said as a joke
“well its easy you got succubus powers”
I’m actually surprised she got it right “how did you know?”
“easy when you spit on me it made me extremely horny only one aphrodisiac is that strong and that’s succubus spit”
oh now it all makes sense “so does this mean it was a one time thing?”
“God I hope not!” we both laughed at this “but seriously I really hope not.”
“so what does that make us then?” I asked genuinely interested.
“lets just say for now fuck buddies but play your cards right and you might just get the whole shebang” she said with a wink.
Afterwords we both got dressed and even shared in a nice innocent kiss (we didn’t want to use tongue cause of the whole succubus spit thing.) and we parted ways until next time I gotta say I left that mall the happiest I’ve ever been.
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Sorry it took me so long guys, I found it hard to write for a little while. Please post any suggestions for story in the comments and i will consider them, as part of my problem was introducing new material. Oh and no one answered my question: Is having sex with a mermaid bestiality?? please tell me. i’m not quite sure as this is a mythological gray area.
Nox watched the priests enter the throne room and sighed. This was the last visitation of the day; maybe after this he could finally get back to the tavern and find Maria. The three approached the throne of the king and knelt. Nox felt unease stir in his gut. He looked across at his counter part, Aria. She nodded at him; she felt the same on her end. Nox stepped forward a single step and motioned to the King. His Eminence failed to notice the sign.
“Now my friends, what can I do for you? A new shrine perhaps? Or…”
The King never finished his statement. The leader of the party stood up and blades appeared around him, flashing golden light making the only sign of warning. A wave of his hand and the blades shot forward. Nox cried out and shielded the princess, sitting beside the queen. Aria was hit in the stomach and fell, though one of the false men fell to a quick spell. Nox shut his eyes and concentrated as the screams of the king and queen rang out across the court. He released the barrier around the princess and the blades clattered against the marble floor. The three men looked at him with contempt. He growled deep in his throat and their leader looked frightened.
“Chimera!” from the shadows on either side of the court a large wolf like beast leapt and screamed, taking one of the priests in his jaws and shaking harshly. The other two began to run, but Nox was in their way, standing between the bloodied bodies of the king and the queen and the bandits. The murderer attempted to summon more blades; Nox impaled him on a spear before they could appear. The second blew a horn that echoed in the chamber for a long time after Nox let the body fall to the floor.
“Chimera, release!” his pet dropped the half carcass of the remaining assassin. The dog leapt forward and sniffed at the body of Aria and that of the queen. The princess sat unconscious in her throne, having fainted at the first sign of attack. Nox ran to the King; he knew Chimera wouldn’t be able to detect if Aria was still alive or not. But the whine that the beast made at the body of the queen was enough of a sign that the assassins were successful. The King coughed and looked up at Nox and smiled.
“My daughter?”
“Alive. But milady…”
“Do not worry. This was something that we expected… haaaaaa… I have no words left but these: flee and take my daughter with you. Those who chase after you will be the worst of the Kingdom… and the best of friends. But run! Run with her to the Kingdom of my brother, the FalKin. He will protect you and sponsor you against the destruction of my Kingdom. Protect her… Nox… Protect and obey… the Princess…”
As the King’s breath left his body, Nox picked up the unconscious figure of the princess. He took a last look at the Royals before walking toward the door to the back of the castle. Chimera leapt up and disappeared into his shadow. The doors shut behind him just as the enemy stormed the entrance to the palace.
Nox set the princess down against a tree and looked up at the orange of the twilight sky. His arms ached and his lungs burned from carrying the young woman so many miles. He was a young man of seventeen years, a man by the right of the world. He was well built, though running for miles with a young girl in his arms was tiring for anyone. His hair was black as night and long, caught in two braids down his back. His eyes changed colors with his emotion. Behind him in the distance smoke rose from the capitol city. Nox sighed and shut his eyes, listening carefully for the sound of running water. He caught a very faint sound to his right. Picking up the princess, he started off toward the sound of water. Finally, when the sun had set completely, they reached a small pond full of water. Nox set the princess down again, making sure her berth was comfortable, and took a ring of red glass from his hand. Holding the ring in his fingers, he felt the glass heat up and then burst into flame. The flame did not burn his hand, though it should have. Nox concentrated a little harder and the flame covered his entire hand. He threw the ring into the pond and the water leapt and hissed. Nox thought of the ring and felt its magic, poured more into it until the heat had warmed the natural spring to the heat of a warm bath. He threw a glance at the princess and smiled; she would not wake for a long while.
He threw off his shirt, marking where it fell and throwing his pants away as well. Suddenly he was stopped by the sound of a giggle. Turning around, Nox found the face of a young mermaid staring up at him. Nox smiled down at her.
“Something wrong miss?”
“You’re a crafty boy, heating the pool like this. I felt magic in my stream and decided that I should come investigate… I thought perhaps one of my sisters had come up my stream from the great river Bath.” She looked at him and grinned. Nox smiled back. The young creature was certainly a treasure: long brown hair that floated around her in the water. Her eyes danced from light blue to aquatic green of tropical oceans to the icy color of the stream in winter, and her face was the picture of beauty, inhuman but lustful to look at. Her arms were crossed on the bank, covering her sweet breasts from Nox’s view. Down her back the length of her hair that wasn’t wet was plastered to her bare back. Below her waist, her tail was slim; Nox could barely make out the shape of her human legs. Nox had been in the wild enough to know that not ALL mermaids were Sirens. Some had the decency to enjoy human company, especially that of men. He understood that mermaids only came to travellers at the scent of magic. For a short while, mermaids had come to distrust the decency of regular mortals; men had found mermaids and sold them as trophies. But Nox had told the king and stopped all that.
“Well, I’m no mermaid… but I wouldn’t mind the company, if you do not mind the heated water.” She smiled and spun, drifting backwards into the water and swimming playfully. Nox threw a glance at the princess; she was a young, virgin girl; she had never seen the like of what was about to happen between them. Nox picked her up and shut his eyes, searching the earth for safe places. Mother Nature happily showed him a cave that was very near to where the pool was. Just around the outcrop from which the spring poured, in fact. Nox smiled and walked the princess to the cave, setting her on a bundle of cloaks that Nox had grabbed as they’d left the castle. She was comfortable enough; Nox didn’t need more than a few hours sleep to maintain his current level of ability, so he felt no remorse giving the princess the bedding. He stretched and walked out of the cave toward the pool. He could feel the warmth emanating from the pool and see the glow that the flame cast above the water. Nox smiled and slipped into the water as the mermaid swam up beside him and playfully caressed his shoulder.
“My apologies, friendly maid. I’m Nox, but I never obtained your name.” she smiled at him and Nox caught a glimpse of her fangs. Still, he felt no animosity toward him in her heart, and no hunger either. She was simply a playful young thing who enjoyed the company of men.
“Does my name matter?” Nox smiled and nodded at her. “Well, should you truly desire it, my name is… Claria.” Her voice dropped to a whisper, warm wet breath in his ear as her scales shimmered under the water and her fingers danced over his skin. Her touch was almost as intoxicating as her voice, sultry and magical. Nox knew the effect of a mermaids voice; he had been around them enough to understand that it made anyone desire her company. But Nox had learned how to shake off the effect of the voice. He spun around to face her, startling her. He wrapped his arms around her waist, feeling the change from smooth skin to rough scales. Her breasts pressed against his chest and he felt her nipples poking him. She smiled at him as he leaned down toward her.
“Kind Claria… I hope you’ll pardon me this…” their lips met and Nox felt magic pour into his head, making him feel groggy. He wanted her so much; it had been very long since he’d had a lover like a mermaid. Her hands ran into his black hair and her fingernails scraped lightly at his scalp as their tongues met. Nox pushed them out into the center of the pool and found a small rise in the center, where an island might once have stood against the stream. Standing on it, he became aware that he could at any point slip off the rock and drown in Claria’s embrace. But that made his head even more clouded, as the threat of death always did. Claria moaned and pushed on his chest, parting their kiss and grinning impishly at him. Slipping beneath the water, she pulled down his undershorts and took his hardened shaft in her hands. Nox groaned as her lips took his shaft inside of them. He had gone two weeks without release; now as Claria began to suck and lick his head, he tensed and shot his seed into her mouth. She made no sound of any discomfort and swallowed the entire load. Nox felt her lips leave him and heard the sound of her head breaking water, but his eyes remained closed. Her body pressed against his and he embraced her tightly, making her squeal as he pressed his lips to hers, ignoring the salty taste. When the kiss broke she smiled at him.
“It has been a while since you’ve had a woman, hasn’t it?” Nox grinned at her.
“My job is stressful and I have little time… But tonight I intend to make up for the lost time.” He leaned down and suckled at one breasts and placed on hand just under the mound of her ass. He fell back into the water and kicked them until they had reached a shallow bank, on which he stepped out of the water. Claria squealed at the feeling of Nox’s experienced tongue on her nipple and breast. As her feet left the water, Nox felt the scales covering her body melt away and his hand, placed under her silky rear, held her up as her legs opened to him and wrapped around his waist. Nox walked until he felt grass under his feet and laid the two of them down, releasing her nipple and pressing his hot lips to her waiting mouth. Reaching down, he corrected his aim and pressed his shaft into her sex. The feeling made them both gasp in pleasure. He released her from the kiss and sat up on his knees. She looked at him with lust dancing in her eyes like fire, and Nox remembered why he enjoyed the company of mermaids. She let out an animal groan as he pushed deeper into her body, filling her with his length.
“Oh yes… fill me baby, love me, use my body, love me and use me…” her words were whispered in the low, sexy voice that she had spoken her name in. Hearing her words Nox smiled down at her and pulled back, making her mewl in disappointment before he pushed into her harder, making her squeal. She smiled at him and flashed her fangs, a sign of enjoyment among her kind. Nox grunted and gripped her hips tight as he began to enjoy her body. The sight of her breasts bouncing with the force of his strokes, the sound of her breath between her lips and teeth, the smell of sex and water and mermaid perfume, the pleasure of her tight snatch around his tool… He pushed her harder and harder, gaining more reward for his efforts as they grew closer and closer to the bliss they both sought. Nox leaned down and caught one of her bouncing tits as he sped up, feeling the shudder that coursed through her small figure as he did so. A few more thrusts and she let out a moan that threatened to wake the Princess; Nox had forgotten about her majesty, but he didn’t mind if she saw his sin. He wanted to finish the young beauty he had at his mercy. She seized up and cried out several times as her body writhed under the poison of pleasure. Nox didn’t stop, but sped up as she came. Her moans petered off to the sound of his cock sliding inside of her dripping sex, the sound of skin lightly sliding against skin and slapping every few moments, the sound of moans and sin and pleasure and love. Nox knew he wouldn’t last mush longer, but he wanted so much more of Claria’s body. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers as his orgasm rose in his loins. He pushed one final time into her, feeling the end of her tunnel as he pushed deep, and released his seed into her body. She cried out silently, breath rasping through her lips as saliva edged her lips and her body accepted his gift.
Nox pulled his withering shaft from her hot slit and fell to the grass next to her. They both lied there for a short time. Nox lost track of time, only knowing that at some point, Claria slid over to him and cuddled against his body, her warmth kind against the cold night. Her lips met his and they kissed. Nox felt his shaft stirring once more and smiled into the kiss. Claria noticed the growth in his loins and chuckled sweetly, wrapping one of her delicate hands around his shaft and moaning in his kiss. Nox let his arms caress her pale, bare back and she gasped at the feeling as goose bumps rolled over her body. Suddenly he dropped his hands down, under her ass and rolled them over. She squealed and laughed at him, but she rose up and straddled his body, aligning his cock with her creamy tunnel. He entered her sex and groaned again, pushing all the way to the back of her depths and stretching her. Opening his eyes Nox looked at Claria and moaned. Her fingers were squeezing and caressing her breasts, her eyes were shut and her body was grinding hard against his hips while she pushed her self up and down on his shaft. She noticed his eyes and smiled, grabbing one of his hands and placing it on her breast, sliding her free hand down into the valley of her thighs to stroke her love button. Her moans became harsh when her fingers found it and began stroking lightly. Her movements became short, desperate. Her breath grew ragged and her skin quivered under her fingers and Nox’s attention.
Nox released her breast, to her disappointment, and grabbed her hips. She grinned down at him and gasped as he pulled her body down onto his member. He pushed her up until his shaft was released and pulled her back down, making her squeal in pleasure and beg for more. Nox smiled and rocked his hips up into hers, slapping his crotch against hers as he filled her sex with his meat. He caught her eyes and smiled as she came, jerking and crying as his shaft pushed against the depths of her sex. He was too much for her, but neither of them cared. Claria screamed in pleasure and grabbed her tits, squeezing them roughly while the rest of her body rocked against Nox’s shaft. She came again, pushing Nox closer and closer to his own orgasm as she screamed and mounted him like an animal. Nox couldn’t stop himself. He was groaning and shoving her body up and down on his length, not caring about her pain or pleasure; The scent of her perfume, her desire, the sex in the air and the sight of her body writhing in the pleasure of their union made him desperate. Finally Nox rolled them over and kissed her, ramming his cock into the back of her sex and filling her for the third time. She came once more, this time writhing under him until Nox passed out from the pleasure of release.
The next morning, Nox awoke before dawn, as was his custom. Claria was in the pool, allowing the water to restore her. Nox rose and walked into the water and grinned as she saw him.
“Well, you recover quickly.” she smiled and swam close to him, allowing Nox to embrace her and kiss her.
“I don’t require much sleep. And after last night, I feel refreshed. I wish I could have you again, but…” he darted his eyes to the cave and the mermaid giggled.
“Is she your wife? Is she what made last night so incredible?” Nox laughed at her smile. She was a trickster, to enjoying cheating women of their men.
“No, my charge. I was ordered to protect her by a nobleman. But she is young and innocent. So I need to dress, and meet her when she awakes.” Claria looked disappointed.
“With how long you last, I suppose we won’t have time for one more… but I want you to fill my body one more time any way. You’re a talented young man… cant you make her sleep a little longer?”
“Sorry, my sweet. But we must go soon.” Claria sighed and kissed him. He held her in the kiss a long time, even pulled her body out of the water and pushed his hardened shaft into her body. She shuddered and groaned as he filled her.
“Oh, you tease… fuck yes, fill me one more time…” Nox smiled and kissed her, pushing hard into her body and relishing it. They didn’t last long, after their sleep; sorcerers never do. After a few minutes they were writhing in mutual pleasure and Nox filled her body with his seed for the fourth time. They parted happy and clean. The sun rose as Nox donned his clothes. He saw Claria’s scales flash as she swam away. He smiled ruefully and wished to have her back more than anything. But he turned and walked toward the cave in which the Princess rested.
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An egg found in the woods changes a boys life
I finally decided to finish this series, but upon rereading it, I realized I couldn’t write the final chapter when every chapter preceding it was, well, shit. This was my first foray into erotic writing nearly two years ago, and though it’s interesting to see the evolution of my authorship throughout the series, it doesn’t make for good reading. So, I rewrote pretty much every sentence of this 300,000 word story. I hope you enjoy.
first story feel free to comment
Sam is sent to Rennes-le-Château to study the Matmown, and Lilith sends her daughter, a vampiric Alukah, to hunt Sam down and stop her.
Sex scenes involved: One female masturbation, two gay sex, and two straight sex.
