24: In Bed With The Devil (III)*Black_PaladynAugust 30
"Did you enjoy yourself?" I asked with a teasing smile on my face as I leaned back and stared down at Megan. My cock was still sandwiched between her tits, glistening with a thick layer of my spunk covering them like doughnuts. The sheer volume was still mind-boggling to me, and that was only the tail end of my ejaculation. Megan had swallowed the majority of my nut like it was the best damn thing in the world. Watching her throat work over time to keep up with the deluge I poured into her kept me hard as a rock the entire time. I couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to bury my cock in her throat and have it milk me dry.
"Did you enjoy your treat?" I asked, and I watched as Megan's already flushed face turned an even brighter shade of red, but once more she didn't shy away; instead, she smiled and dropped her voice to a husky tone. "It was terrific...and I hope you enjoyed watching me swallow it all."
"You know I did," I replied honestly as my cock throbbed between her tits, showing that my interest hadn't flagged in the least, "Now, how about you clean me up before I go get you a towel. Then we can move on to the main event."
For a moment, Megan seemed unsure, but she didn't ask for clarification; instead, she inferred what I wanted. Reaching behind her back, Megan unhooked her bra, letting the cum soaked piece of clothing fall to the floor.
Despite the lack of support and their size, Megan's tits barely sagged, instead defying gravity and staying perky. It was almost a shame when she sat back on her heels, letting my cock slide out from between the two pieces of heaven. Though my disappointment was short-lived as Megan reached out and wrapped her hand around my cock, her fingertips only just managed to touch.
With obedient, almost lovesick eyes, Megan watched me as she dragged her hand up the length of my cock, gathering the mixture of spunk and spit that she had left all over my shaft.
Megan took her time going slow and watching my reaction, which I didn't bother to hide. Her soft palm was incredible against my still sensitive dick, and by the time her fingers closed around the head of my cock, I was back at full mast.
When Megan pulled her hand away, I almost let out a regretful sigh, but then, as if sensing my disappointment, Megan held my gaze for a second before moving her hand up to her mouth. Like a cat, Megan licked my cream off the back of her hand while staring into my eyes, showing me how much she enjoyed my bodily fluids.
When she finished, Megan opened her mouth and showed me the heavy white pool sloshing around her tongue before sealing her lips and taking a big gulp. After a second, Megan opened her mouth with a breathy sigh, showing me she had swallowed everything.
For a moment, my mind blanked, but then my cock throbbed, reminding me of what needed to happen next.
"You little minx, are you trying to rile me up?"
Megan grinned, "It's not your cum tastes like dessert and feels so good sloshing around in my belly?"
To emphasize her point, Megan's hand trailed down her stomach, stopping just above her underwear, teasing me even more.
"Get on the bed," I growled as I stood up, "I'll be right back."
"Well, don't be too long," Megan purred as she climbed onto the bed and faced her ass towards me, shaking it enticingly. I tore my eyes away from the sight and nearly ran to grab a towel and the box of condoms I had bought earlier that day.
"Here, for you," I said as I offered Megan the towel, and she used it to clean off her chest while I took out a condom and quickly slid the rubber over the head of my cock and down my shaft.
Turning back to face Megan, I found her watching me with her eyes fixated on my cock, a mixture of nervousness and excitement flickering across her face.
"Not having second thoughts, are you?" I asked even as I moved to join Megan on the bed, who had turned to lie on her back.
"No, it's just that, it's so big," Megan muttered, her breath becoming labored with excitement as I drew closer, "You're going to stretch me out so much, I wonder if it's going to hurt."
"Maybe, but I'll make it feel good...I promise," I muttered as I slid in between Megan's legs, my cock resting against the front of her moistened panties, and reaching up all the way past her belly button, outlining just how deep I would be inside of her.
Reaching down, I grabbed Megan's legs and wrapped them around my waist as I pushed her panties to the side, exposing her dripping slit.
Megan's sex was nice and puffy, swollen with excitement and dripping in anticipation. Her heavy scent hit my nose, a fragrant mix of vanilla, custard, and sugar, rich and full.
My mouth watered, and I couldn't help myself as I pushed Megan's legs up onto my shoulders while sliding down, bringing my mouth to her dripping pussy eager to get a taste.
"W-wait, Ramon, w-what are you?"
I cut Megan off as I pressed my lips against her pussy, tasting the dew that had built up and immediately igniting my hunger.
Megan gasped, and her legs clamped down on either side of my head, but the softness of her thighs was only a bonus as I stuck out my tongue and delved in between her folds, tasting her nectar directly from the source.
It was everything I wanted it to be, sweet, warm, and never-ending as I traced every curve and fold of Megan's slit while watching her reactions, finding out where her sweetspots lie, and abusing them to my heart's content.
"O-oh Ramon, don't stop, w-whatever you d-do don't stop!" Megan screamed as her legs turned into a vice around my head and her hands tangled in my hair, "I-I'm almost there, I-I'm a-almost-!!"
A guttural moan tore free from Megan's throat as her back arched off the bed, while her legs cemented themselves around my neck and her hands pushed my head down into her quivering slit.
A delicious flood of Megan's nectar filled my mouth as I drank from her like a faucet, each mouthful making my cock swell and throb with jealousy as my lips and tongue indulged while it was left wanting.
Still, not even my painful erection was enough to subdue my gluttony. Instead, the mixture of pain and pleasure only urged me on as my hands hooked onto Megan's thighs and pulled them apart just enough so I could move my mouth down just a bit lower.
--[Megan Griffin]--
My entire body felt light as a cloud and just as fragile. It had all been too much too quickly, before I realized it, Ramon was in between my legs, eating me out like I was the sweetest thing in the world.
Every caress of his lips and flick of his tongue had sent a surge of intense, eye-fluttering, leg-trembling pleasure through my body, turning me into a limp, melted pile of a person even as my legs clamped around Ramon's head and grabbed onto his hair for dear life.
My breathing was ragged as I came down from the peak, trying to gather myself, when I felt Ramon move in between my legs, pushing them apart.
For a moment, I thought he was going to pull away, but instead, his head only moved down. Before I could question what was happening, my breath hitched and my body tensed as I felt Ramon's powerful and skillful tongue probe the entrance of my pussy.
My next thought was scattered to the four corners of the earth as Ramon's tongue slid inside me, undulating as it writhed around, stirring up my insides and making a mess.
A new wave of pleasure reduced me to a moaning pile of goo as my body lost all of its strength, leaving me a powerless victim as Ramon's tongue scraped the back of my vagina, licking the entrance of my womb.
Wave after wave surged through my body as I felt a steady river of my juices squirt from my pussy, soaking the sheets and filling the air with the smell of our lovemaking.
After a minute, I wondered if Ramon planned to drain me dry when I suddenly felt his tongue slither out of my slit as he moved, sitting up in between my legs.
"I think you're ready now."
I looked up through lidded eyes as Ramon loomed over me, his violet eyes glowing and his cock throbbing like a heart with every vein swelled to the point of near bursting.
It was an intimidating sight, but I had long gone over the edge as I reached down and spread the lips of my dripping cunt, exposing myself for him, "Fill me up, Ramon."
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25: In Bed With The Devil (IV)*Black_PaladynSeptember 1
"Fill me up, Ramon."
Hearing Megan's pleading voice, I couldn't help but satisfy her request as I pulled my hips back and grabbed the base of my cock. Megan trembled as the bulbous head pressed against her lower lips, spreading them apart as I speared forward at a languishing pace.
With an unwavering gaze, I watched as my cock paused for a moment as it met some resistance, but with one smooth thrust of my hips, I broke through.
Megan whimpered and flinched, causing me to pause with just the head of my cock nestled within her. It took every fiber of my being not to throw all caution to the wind and fully bottom out inside of Megan.
I could feel her pussy quivering around the head of my cock, her soft, yet tight, walls squeezing down on me like they were unwilling to let go.
"Are you all right? Should I pull out?" I asked as I leaned down to whisper in Megan's ear as she panted into mine, "N-no j-just give me a second, it's already starting to feel better."
"Well then, maybe this will help," I muttered before I pressed my lips against Megan's neck and started to feast on her skin, biting, licking, and kissing the succulent meal.
In an instant, Megan's slight whimpers turned into moans as she tilted her head to the side, offering herself up to my lips while she writhed against me.
When I felt she had lost herself in the intimate haze, I started to move my hips, pressing forward once more.
"Nmgh!" Megan moaned as her legs clamped around my waist, mirroring her pussy that turned into a vice, sealing around my cock like a vacuum, becoming almost painfully tight.
Instead of trying to force my way in, I stopped and instead focused on distracting Megan, kissing her neck and getting her body to relax as it focused on something other than the pain and discomfort of having her guts rearranged.
Though when Megan finally relaxed and her walls stopped gripping me like a vice, her pussy turned into a honey trap. Like the rest of her, it was soft, warm, and thick, and while she wasn't tight, Megan's walls gripped onto my cock, meaning the slightest movement sent shivers up my spine, threatening to end our first time together early.
Over and over this cycle went, though before long Megan only needed a few seconds to adjust before I could move in deeper, and her moans grew more pronounced while her legs started to press down, encouraging me to pick up the speed.
Still, I was aware of my size, and despite Megan's enthusiasm, I was barely halfway inside of her. Meeting her halfway, I started to pump in and out of her honeyed slit.
My hips clapped against hers with each pump, while my balls slapped against her ass, making it ripple with each strike.
But my attempts at meeting Megan's needs only seemed to spur them to new heights as her heels clicked against my back like I was some prized stud, "F-faster, fasterrr!"
I grunted as Megan pleaded in my ear, her voice like a siren's, and I felt myself being tempted to give in and dive in, "I d-don't want to hurt you."
For a moment, Megan was silent before her hands reached up and wrapped around my neck, before pulling me down so every inch of her body was pressed against mine, "But what if I want you to? Hurt me, Ramon, hurt me until it feels good."
For a moment, my mind went blank as Megan's words echoed in my head, letting my body move on autopilot.
I pulled my hips back and watched Megan's eyelids flutter as I dragged my cock and its textured shaft against her taut walls, pressing against every nerve ending and making her entire body spasm with a minute orgasm.
I pulled all the way back until only the head of my cock was inside of her. I then paused to look into Megan's hopeful eyes while her chest heaved, trying to catch her breath, "Just know that you asked for this."
Before Megan could reply, I slammed my hips down, burying everything I had just taken out of her in the blink of an eye.
"Mmmhn!" Megan's lips sealed themselves shut as her back arched off the bed, all while her pussy squirted, spraying my stomach with her nectar and misting the air.
Her eyes glazed over as she opened her lips to suck in a breath, but that's when I struck against repeating the movement of my hips with the same amount of force. No sound came out of Megan's gaping mouth as her body shuddered and tensed again, locking up as I pounded her.
Leaning down, I grunted in her ear as I pulled back out, letting her suck in a desperate breath, "Do you really want it like this? Barely able to breathe while I pound your pussy like a war drum? This is the last time I'll ask, so think carefully about your answer."
Megan didn't reply right away, letting her erotic gasps and moans fill the silence and brush against my ear. When another moment passed, I wondered if Megan ever intended to respond when her arms and legs wrapped around me tighter than they ever had. It was the only response I needed, knowing her body was more truthful than her lips ever could be.
"Atta, girl."
--[Megan's POV]--
I held on for dear life as my entire body shook with the blissful impact of Ramon's thrust that slammed into my core and sent a shockwave of numbing pleasure that bounced back and forth off my nerves like a game of pong.
'How can anything feel this good?'
My chest heaved, and sweat coated my body like I had just run a marathon, but there was no end in sight. Ramon was relentless, pounding out a tempo that he stuck to like a metronome. However, it wasn't fast and rushed; instead, his hips were almost slow, but with his patience came consistency as he hit the same spots over and over again, giving me no rest or time to adjust.
Ramon would pull out slowly, making me feel every inch as he dragged his rigid cock out of my pussy. My tight walls would clamp down on him, trying to stop the blissful torture, but all they did was add to the pleasure, as they were dragged along before finally letting go.
An eternity seemed to pass in those few seconds, leaving me on the very edge. By then, only the tip of his cock would be left inside of me, the engorged throbbing head pulsing like a miniature heart.
A simple breeze against my sensitive clit would have been enough to send me over. But instead of a rolling finish, I was roughly shoved over the edge as Ramon slammed his hips down, thrusting everything he had just languishly pulled out back into my cunt. And with every returning stroke, Ramon would end up a bit deeper inside of me, and I watched through delirious eyes as more and more of his rock-hard cock vanished into my greedy pussy.
I was tempted to throw in the towel and beg for mercy, but I didn't. I wanted to show Ramon that I could take it, that I could take him and all of his desires, that he could always rely on me to satisfy him.
Even disregarding the sex, Ramon was the best thing to ever happen to me, and now I never want to live without him.
'And I'll never have to, we can live together...forever.' My heart let out a thunderous thud, one that echoed through my entire body. For a moment, I thought I had been imagining it, but then I watched as Ramon's eyes flashed with a violet light.
Then, without warning, his consistent strokes stopped as he looked into my eyes, "I promise you'll never regret this choice, Megan."
Before I could ask what he was talking about, Ramon suddenly pressed his lips against mine in a passionate kiss while slamming the remaining inches of his cock home in my pussy.
The pain, as I was suddenly filled to the brim with his dick, was quickly replaced by an overwhelming pleasure as my walls trembled and my throat tightened around Ramon's tongue, which started to pump his addictive saliva into my stomach.
For a moment, I was in a world of pure bliss, unable to feel anything but an unending sea of pleasure. Then I felt Ramon's cock suddenly swell, inflating like a balloon and throbbing like a warning sign.
I only had a split second to put together a cohesive idea of what was happening, though, before I could react, the first spurt of Ramon's cum flooded the condom wrapped around his cock. But the thin condom did nothing to prevent me from feeling the weight and scorching heat of his seed that threatened to burst through the condom and fill my womb.
Ramon grunted as he unleashed his heavy, thick load, every spurt exploding out of him like a hose.
My body couldn't help but recognize the virility of the batter pouring into me, and a second heat joined the one sloshing inside of me. This heat wasn't something physical, but was packed with emotion and instincts, ones that were being branded onto me before my very eyes.
With wide eyes, I watched the tattoo appear on my navel right above where my womb was aching in protest from not being filled with Ramon's bounty. But I couldn't have been any happier as I realized I had been claimed by him. Our souls were bound, never to be separated again.
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26: Messages Black_PaladynSeptember 2
I let out a long, relieved sigh through my nose as my painfully erect cock finally softened, satisfied after having dropped its massive load.
Without the sounds of my heavy thrust smacking against Megan's plump body, the room was quiet, the only sound our labored breathing. Neither of us was in a rush to say anything; instead, we enjoyed the proximity of our bodies and the afterglow of our intense lovemaking. While being close to Megan had always been a pleasurable experience, there was something more to it this time.
Exploring the feeling, I was eventually able to wrap my mind around it like a string and followed it back to its source. I was only partially surprised when I found Megan's mind as the origin.
The string represented the newly established bond between us, and through it, I could sense a distant echo of her emotions and state of mind.
Needless to say, right now, she was emitting pure bliss and satisfaction not only from physical pleasure, but from the joy that she had finally found someone who would never betray her interests.
Feeling her honest, unfiltered emotions roused a fierce protectiveness that I was quickly growing accustomed to. Megan was mine, and it was my job to ensure she remained satisfied.
"Well, that was exciting," Megan murmured before sighing once more and pulling me into an intimate embrace, "Thank you for making my first time...so special."
"You don't need to thank me," I muttered as I kissed the corner of her before breathing in the scent of her, "You don't deserve anything less."
"Oh...was the tattoo just a bonus then?" Megan asked with a smirk that made me draw up short as she glanced down at her stomach.
Following her gaze, my eyes eventually landed on the dark violet tattoo placed directly above her womb. The intricate marking resembled a heart flanked by two angular demonic wings and a tail that resembled my own looping around it.
Staring at the ink, I could feel that the mark was the manifestation of the bond between Megan and me, marking her as a thrall.
Seeing my symbol stamped on her flesh flipped a switch in the caveman part of my brain, which sent a signal racing down my body.
Megan's smirk stiffened as she felt my cock stir inside of her, "A-again already?"
I grinned somewhat bashfully, "I mean, can you blame me? I've got a beautiful woman naked underneath me."
Megan rolled her eyes, "I have a feeling that this is just going to be the default for you."
"Maybe, but I did warn you my urges were strong," I replied huskily as I leaned down and nibbled on the lobe of Megan's ear, making her shiver and gasp, "H-hey, n-not fair!"
"Do you want me to stop?" I asked as I moved down to her neck, adding to the slew of hickies already forming.
"N-not nessesarily," Megan muttered as she reached up and started to run her fingers through my hair, "Though I wouldn't mind if you take out the cum balloon sloshing around inside of me."
I coughed awkwardly and sat up, "Sorry about that, I was a bit distracted by a certain someone."
Megan only rolled her eyes, though her lips quickly pressed into a thin line as I started to pull out, "C-could you do it any slower?"
Watching her struggle, I grinned, "Well, I don't want the condom to burst or slip. Why, is it uncomfortable?"
Megan didn't respond, only gritting her teeth before covering her face with her arms as the inflated condom squeezed through her tight, overly sensitive passage.
While I enjoyed teasing her, I did actually have to take my time to avoid having the rubber pop and or slip. Thankfully, after a minute, the condom popped free of Megan's pussy, which quivered and spasmed as one last orgasm rocked her body.
A muffled whimper rose from Megan's covered face, "Ugh, I can feel how loose I am now, your cock completely remolded my pussy."
"Good, and I'll be making sure it stays that way forever," I muttered in response, "A perfect match just for me. Even for our first time, look how much your greedy cunt pulled out of me?"
Megan peeked through her fingers, and I watched her eyes go wide before glazing over with hunger, "I-it's even bigger than I thought it would be."
The purple rubber drooped down from my cock stretched to its limits, and was weighed down by the massive amount of seed sloshing around inside. The condom was roughly the size of a small apple, so it was no wonder that Megan had felt me pull it out.
"Thirsty?" I asked with a smirk as I watched Megan's eyes fixated on the condom while her throat bulged as she gulped, "It's still warm."
Megan's tongue flicked out to wet her lips, and for a moment, it looked like she was going to accept my offer before pausing.
"You know what, I have an even better idea," Megan replied with a devilish smile as she sat up.
--[Lois Griffin]--
"Of all the idiotic, moronic things you've done, Peter, I'd think this takes first place!" I swore, pacing back and forth across the living room while my headache of a husband lay on the couch on his side, his face contorted with pain, "Not only did you try and beat up a complete stranger in front of our daughter with your friends, but you got your ass handed to you!"
"I'm telling you it made no damn sense, Lois, the guy sent me flying!" Peter swore and tried to sit up, only to grunt and collapse back onto the couch, "Argh, my fucking back! I think I might have slipped a disc. Lois goes to the kitchen and sees if we have ibuprofen!"
I scoffed and crossed my arms, "Not a fucking chance, you'll stay there in pain, it's about time you learn your actions have fucking consequences!"
"Damnit, Lois!" Peter swore, but I didn't give him another second of my time as I stormed away and walked up the stairs into my bedroom.
Slamming the door behind me, I let out a long, frustrated sigh as I pulled out my phone and started typing.
[Lois: Meg, I just learned about what your father did. It was idiotic and brash, but he's hurt, and you need to come home so we can talk about this.]
I stared at my phone for a long moment, expecting there to be no reply, only for three dots to appear, showing Meg was typing. Though when the message was sent, I was less than thrilled.
[Meg: Talk about the fact that dad and his drinking buddies got their asses handed to them by my man? As much as I'd love to see how fatass is doing, I think I'm going to stay the night. Besides, dad already disowned me after I refused to go with him.]
[Lois: Meg, don't you insult your father like that!! Also, I don't know what he was talking about; you aren't disowned or anything like that. Though if you weren't being so stubborn, he wouldn't have to take things so far!]
[Meg: Stubborn?! All I'm doing is trying to have a little agency in my life. I can date who I want. Besides, you haven't even met Ramon or know what he's like. Really, Mom, you don't need to worry. I didn't inherit your shitty taste in men.]
[Lois: Alright, that is it, young lady!! I don't know what's gotten into you, but it's clear that you've lost all respect for me, your father, and all we've done for you!!]
[Meg: Well, how about I show you what's gotten into me and then you can see why.]
Before I could figure out what Meg meant, an image popped up in the chat, and my entire body froze as I took in the photo.
Meg was naked, her skin flushed and covered in sweat as if she had just gone for a run. But she was sitting on a bed on her knees, her legs spread wide, not bothering to hide anything. But not even seeing my daughter in such a revealing position distracted me from the main focal point of the picture.
A condom filled to the brim with thick seed was draped across her eyes and the bridge of her nose while her lips were upturned in a lustful smile. Worst of all was that the condom was still attached, the rubber stretched around the girth of the biggest penis I had ever seen, covered in veins and still slick with a wetness I didn't need to ask the origin of.
I didn't know how long I stared at the photo, but I was broken out of my trance by another notification.
[Meg: It took a while for all of it to fit, but when it did, Ramon had me seeing stars. And that was with the condom, I can't wait to do it raw.]
[Lois: Meg, why are you doing this?!]
[Meg: What? I'd figured that after seeing how much you enjoyed smelling him on me, that you'd want to see what he was working with ;)]
My face flushed as with painful clarity I recalled the pungent aroma that had clung to Meg like a cloud and stirred a deep-seated desire inside of me.
[Lois: This is unacceptable, young lady, and completely inappropriate!]
[Meg: Maybe...but tell me when you want more pics and I'll be happy to send them your way.]
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27: One Way to Start the DayBlack_Paladyn5 days ago
Several hours, a box of condoms, a shower, and a fresh pair of sheets later, I was lying in bed naked, with a similarly disrobed Megan using me as a body pillow with her head resting on my chest, an arm across my torso, and a leg draped across my waist. She had passed out the moment I pulled the sheets over both of us, though, considering I had barely given her a moment to rest all night, Megan deserved it.
'And I guess I deserve a little treat myself,' I thought as I pulled up the slew of notifications that had appeared with my newest accomplishment and the end-of-the-day report.
[You have claimed Megan Griffin as your First Thrall and have earned the following reward(s)]
Reward(s):
1. +1 Perk Point
2. +1 Hex Point
3. +1 Development Point
[You have triggered a Quest!]
[DateQuest: This House is Not aHome...Yet]
Objective(s): Turn your apartment into a liveable environment within the allotted time [ 1 Week ]
1. Spend at least 3000 dollars on new furniture [0/3000]
2. Spend at least 1000 dollars on floor decor [0/500]
3. Spend at least 500 dollars on wall decor [0/500]
Reward(s):
1. +5 skill points
2. +1 Development Point
3. +$5000 Appliance Coupon
[Day 4 Report]
Simlife
Profits: +$12,989
Cost: -$11,023
Gross: $1,966
Modifiers: Fortune I [+5%]
Income: +$1,994
Total: +$6038
DateLife
Energy Spent: 1
Energy Gained: 2
Tantric Reserves: 5/5
Lust: -25
Total: 0/100
'New points to spend, a quest that will give me a huge leg up on my next major investment for the restaurant, and even more points. Not bad for an honest day's work...well, not completely honest.'
I glanced over at Megan's sleeping form and remembered the vindictive smile that had spread across her lips after sending her mother the explicit image I had taken of her. I didn't know what the exact endgame was, but if Lois looked anything like her daughter, I wouldn't mind gaining a third thrall.
'As for my second,' I thought with a grin as I pulled out my phone and stared at Summer's number in my contact list, 'I'll wait until I see her in person, after all, I did run through an entire box, I'm gonna need to resupply...Though maybe I should wait until the weekend, I don't want to be in a rush the second time around.'
Turning my attention to the last matter of the night that needed attending to. I barely even had to think as I sank my free perk point into Fortune, bringing it to tier II.
[Perk: Fortune II]
Upgrade Cost: 0/2
Effect(s):
+10% to daily profits
'I'll save the Hex Point for later, who knows, I might get jumped in a dark alley again.'
With a content sigh, I closed my eyes, dismissing all the screens while pulling Megan closer to me, who smiled in her sleep as I quickly drifted off and joined her.
--[Summer Smith]--
"Goddamnit!!" I hissed under my breath as I pulled my dripping fingers out of my stubborn cunt that refused to grant me any relief, even after I had spent the last hour pleasuring myself.
I was completely naked, lying on the cover of my bed, covered in sweat, propped up with pillows, and my legs spread open in a desperate attempt to find some secret switch that would finally get me to completion.
But no matter what I did, I was always left right on the edge each time, chipping away my sanity until all I wanted to do was storm off into the night, find the man responsible for my desperation, and tear him to pieces with my bare teeth.
But I wouldn't, besides going to jail for the rest of my life, I couldn't bring myself to destroy the man who had given me the best orgasm of my life.
"I still can't believe that I came to get my ass spanked," I muttered as I rolled over, giving up on going to bed satisfied.
Looking over my shoulder, I stared down at my still flushed peach, "He really wasn't lying when I said I wouldn't be able to sit down."
Walking home had been an experience, with every step causing the fabric of my pants to brush against my sensitive skin, keeping the memories made in that closet fresh in my mind.
Part of me hated the fact that I had let myself be so easily controlled, and another part wondered when he would need condoms again.
"I can't believe I gave that fucker my number," I groaned before getting up, "Hopefully a shower will help cool me off...and maybe help my ass from bruising."
--[Megan Griffin]--
My eyes fluttered open, and a groan rumbled from my throat as I stretched, sending my awareness down my body. I was rewarded with a satisfying but slightly uncomfortable ache from below my waist. It was like the subtle burn the day after an intense workout; it was uncomfortable, but it reminded me of what I had done to get this way.
A silly smile spread across my lips as a slew of memories played across my mind, though when I looked for the man responsible, I couldn't help but frown when I found the bed empty.
But then I heard the sizzle of grease on a hot pan, and I looked over to find Ramon standing in front of his stove cooking something.
He was back in his human form, shirtless and wearing only a pair of boxers. For a moment, I just stared at his broad, muscular back and grinned as I remembered tracing the lines of his taut muscles with my hands.
Sliding out of bed, I walked across the room naked, despite the slightly chilly air. With silent steps, I crept up behind Ramon before sliding my hand down and across his waist until my hands rested on the front of his underwear, cupping the sleeping monster inside, "Morning, handsome, what's on the menu this morning?"
"French toast, bacon, eggs, a fruit platter, and freshly squeezed OJ," Ramon replied, turning around though he glanced over his shoulder to smile at me, "It'll all be ready in a minute, that is if I'm able to finish without any distractions."
"Oh, is that all I am to you...a distraction?" I muttered in mock insult, even as my caresses intensified, stroking his dick through the front of his boxers.
Ramon grunted, "You damn minx, you're really that eager for more...even after everything I gave you last night?"
"You think you can walk around this place shirtless when you're shaped like a Dorito and not expect someone to pounce on that ass?" I rebutted, "Besides, I want something other than juice to drink with my food."
For a split second, my hands moved away from Ramon's boxers as I reached up into an open cabinet beside him and pulled out a glass. Sinking down to my knees, I placed the cup on the ground before reaching up and pulling down Ramon's underwear.
"Megan, what are you doing?" Ramon asked through clenched teeth as his cock and balls flopped down, dangling between his legs.
"Getting some fresh cream for breakfast," I replied, almost in a dreamlike state as I licked my lips, already imagining what it would feel like to lift the heavy, overflowing glass up to my lips.
"I'm not a damn cow, you know," Ramon responded, his voice dry, but he didn't move to stop me.
I grinned as I reached out and fondled Ramon's balls, feeling their weight in my hand before leaning forward and pressing my lips against the soft, loose skin, "Maybe, but I'm still going to milk you."
Wasting no more time with words, I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue, cradling one of Ramon's nuts before sucking with a gentle pleasure. Meanwhile, my hands wrapped around Ramon's shaft and started to jerk him off.
While he was silent for the most part, Ramon spread apart his legs, giving me easier access.
It was long before Ramon's cock had turned into an iron rod in my hands, which had been covered in my spit as I switched between his two massive testicles, covering them with wet, sloppy kisses.
Then I felt it, the telltale deep grunt from his chest and the steady rhythmic pulsing of his cock in my hand. Sitting back, I kept one hand on Ramon's cock while the other reached down and picked up the glass I had set down earlier.
With a few more strokes of my hand, Ramon came hard, the first spurt splashing into the glass and spraying the sides. My heart was pounding with excitement at the lustful scene as I kept working my hand up and down Ramon's shaft, quite literally milking him as he filled up my glass with white liquid gold.
Like I had hoped, the glass was close to overflowing when his cock finally stilled. I quickly polished off Ramon's shaft and balls, making sure it was spotless before I stood up, the piping hot glass in my hand, "Thanks for the drink, seems like you still need a minute to finish up, but don't worry, this should hold me over."
Ramon looked over with a lidded gaze, which I held as I lifted the glass to my lips and took a sip of the steaming liquid, "Delicious."
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28: Pain in The AssBlack_Paladyn4 days ago
"You know, between the two of us, I'm not sure who is the actual sex demon," I said, watching Megan film herself as she drank my seed like it was a glass of refreshing milk. She drained nearly half the cup in a single go, her throat visibly pumping to swallow the thick, heavy load, but Megan's enthusiasm and gluttony wouldn't allow her to give up so easily.
Megan then set the glass down on the table and finished her impromptu photo shoot by opening her mouth, showing the camera that she had swallowed it all.
"Are you really going to send that to your mother?" I asked in slight disbelief as Megan started typing away on her phone with a gleam in her eyes.
"You need more Thralls, don't you?" Megan asked with a raised eyebrow as she glanced over at me, "I'm just doing my due diligence as a member of your Coven."
"And I appreciate that," I replied, "But have you considered the fact that your mother is actually married...to your father?"
"You mean the guy who disowned me, after I wouldn't let him take me hostage?" Megan clarified with a raised eyebrow.
"Fair point, but how exactly do you see this playing out?" I asked, wondering just how far Megan had thought out this little scheme of hers.
"Well," Megan started as she picked up her fork and knife and started in on the breakfast I had made her, "She is a greedy, self-absorbed, jealous bitch, who's been married to my drunken slob of a father for the past two decades. Now that my ungrateful ass is estranged and harassing her with rated R photos of my sexual escapades with my new hot boy toy. Beneath her concern and worry, all of her repressed emotions will work their way up to the surface. All we need to do is make sure she has an outlet for those feelings, and to ensure that outlet is you."
For a moment, I was stunned with an odd mixture of respect, awe, and concern. "Alright then, I'll leave it in your capable hands. Just tell me what I need to do and when."
Megan grinned, "Perfect, it won't be long then before you have that bitch bent over with her fat ass in the air while you fuck her senseless."
"And this is purely just to get me another thrall?" I asked as I heard the pure glee in Megan's voice as she described her revenge plot.
"Oh, don't be so morally upright. Once you see my her in person, you'll be on board without a second thought." Megan replied with a sly grin, "As much as I hate to say it, my mother is hot as fuck. Her tits and ass are even bigger than mine."
I couldn't help but glance down at Megan's naked body and struggled to imagine proportions even bigger than hers, "Well, if that's true, then you're probably right."
Megan grinned, "Glad we're on the same page...also, you should tell Patty to come by the restaurant earlier, today."
I paused and raised an eyebrow, "Oh, and why is that?"
"So you can fuck her and get a head start on turning her into a thrall," Megan replied without missing a beat.
All I could do was shake my head, "I think I'm a bit offended that you don't want to keep me to yourself for a bit longer."
Megan rolled her eyes, "You don't have the right to complain, by the end of the month, you'll be fucking at least three different women who are willing to do anything you ask."
I kept my mouth shut, silently admitting that Megan was one hundred percent right.
Smirking at my lack of response, Megan took a bite of French toast, "And don't worry about me, I'll get my alone time with you one way or another. I was here first, and I'll make that abundantly clear to whoever you drag into your bed."
Then, as if to prove her point, Megan stood up from the table, sending her chair flying back as she walked around towards me.
Already knowing what she wanted, I pushed my chair back from the table, clearing enough room for Megan as she straddled my waist and wrapped her hands around my neck, "I noticed you didn't eat anything."
"I'm an immortal demon, I don't need food, and neither do you," I replied somewhat absentmindedly as Megan started to grind against me while pushing her chest into my face.
"But it still feels good to eat...doesn't it?" Megan asked in a sultry tone as she reached over, grabbed a bottle of syrup, and popped the top.
I didn't bother replying; instead, I looked into Megan's eyes as she proceeded to drizzle the sticky-sweet syrup over her tits.
"You fed me earlier, now I feed you," Megan whispered huskily as she stuck out her chest and shook her boobs side to side.
Need no further encouragement, my hands wrapped around and grabbed Megan's ass, my fingers sinking into the soft mound as my lips wrapped around her nipple, sucking off the dollop of syrup that threatened to drip down over the swell of her tit.
A sensual sigh escaped Megan's lips as her head lolled back and her grinding hips slowed, exchanging speed for fluidity, "Mmh, that feels nice."
I smirked and gently nibbled Megan's tit with my teeth, making her stiffen and yelp, "H-hey!"
I apologized with a long languid stroke of my tongue, replacing her complaints with another string of moans, "T-thats b-better, oh right there h-harder!"
Megan's hand reached up, running through my hair, before pressing down on my head, pushing my face in between her breasts, "G-get me nice and clean."
Following Megan's encouragement, I switched to her other breast while my hands on her ass gripped her cheeks and spread them, exposing her pink puckered sphincter.
"I'd f-figure you'd want my a-ass at some point," Megan stammered, struggling to speak as I performed miracles with my tongue, wrapping it around her diamond-hard tit, "T-though, I don't know if I can take all of you in my backdoor without a little prepara-"
I cut Megan off by gently probing her asshole with my middle finger, managing to slip it inside up to the first knuckle before her back down clamped down hard.
"Mhng!"
A strange sound escaped Megan as her entire back stiffened, and she sat up straight as my finger gently scraped the walls of her back door.
"How does it feel?" I asked as I let go of Megan's nipple, instead carefully watching her reaction, "You think I can fit another finger?"
"N-no!" Megan exclaimed as she suddenly leaned forward, resting against me with her chin on my shoulder, while sticking out her ass, "G-god, couldn't you have bothered to use l-lube or something?"
"I didn't think you would be so tight back here," I muttered, amused as my finger pushed in a little deeper, making Megan whimper and hold onto me tighter, "Though since you asked so nicely, I guess I'll do you a favor."
With a thought, I pulled up my system and navigated to the list of hexes available for purchase and found one I had been eyeing earlier.
[Hex: Asmodeus' Bag of Toys]
Level 1 [0/1]
Cost: 1 TP per upkeep
Upkeep: 2 hours
Effect: At will, you may access the Lord of Lust's personal collection of tools, used to induce great pleasure and sometimes even pain. You may summon up to one item that requires 1 TP upon summoning and must be maintained by paying the upkeep cost. Failure to maintain the upkeep cost will return the item to its original dimension. All items summoned are self-cleaning and pre-lubricated.
A second later, I held out my hand and, with a flash of violet light, summoned a small silver butt plug, the flared base studded with a blood red diamond.
"Alright, now just take a deep breath and relax," I muttered as I pulled out my finger before grabbing onto Megan's cheek and pulling it to the side.
"W-wait, R-Ramon, what are you-" Megan froze, and her eyes turned into saucers as I pressed the smooth, slick metal against her puckered anus. There was a brief moment of resistance before I felt the plug slide in, and I could imagine Megan's asshole opening to swallow the foreign object.
After a second, the entire plug was inside, and I grinned as Megan started to squeeze me as tight as she could, "See that wasn't so bad now was it?"
"It feels weird," Megan groaned, and I felt her sphincter muscles twitch as she tried to adjust to the intrusion.
"Well, don't worry, you'll have plenty of time to get used to it, because it's going to be in there for the rest of the day," I replied cheerily.
"Is this for the cow stuff earlier?" Megan moaned as she sat up and looked over her shoulder at her newest piece of jewelry.
"Never mess with a chef when he's cooking, Megan."
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29: Please and Thank You (I)Black_Paladyn2 days ago
--[Patty Patterson]--
I couldn't help but be a bit nervous as I walked up to the restaurant a good two hours before I usually clocked in for my shift. Just a couple of hours earlier, I had gotten a text from Megan alerting me to the change. However, she didn't clue me into the purpose behind the shift.
Of course, I wasn't completely clueless. I knew that Meg stayed behind after I left, and judging from how she acted and dressed yesterday, I could say with confidence that there was a roughly 90% chance she had slept with Ramon.
A reality I had mixed feelings about, as I remembered Ramon's teasing advice, blatantly telling me that I could have been the one to end up in his bed. But while I was somewhat regretful, I was happy that Meg finally found a guy who understood what a treasure she was.
"Hopefully, it won't be long before I find my own raven-haired, blue-eyed man with devlish charm." Speaking it out loud, I could help but sigh at the improbability of it all.
Shaking my head to clear it of the depressing thoughts, I reached out to grab the front door, only for it to fly open as Meg peered out from inside, "God, I was wondering when you were going to get here!"
I jumped back with a yelp before I let out a sigh and put a hand over my racing heart, "What the fuck! Are you trying to give me a heart attack!?"
Meg grinned, and for a moment, I was stunned. The sunlight from above seemed to hit her face at the perfect angle, bringing out every ounce of her natural charm.
"Patty?"
I blinked, breaking free of the stupor, "S-sorry, what did you say?"
"Are you alright?" Meg asked, concerned as she peered at me from behind her glasses, and again I found myself being pulled in by her looks even though I couldn't say what exactly about her had changed.
"Y-yeah, but have you done something with your skin, a new makeup routine?" I asked as Meg stepped aside, letting me into the restaurant.
A knowing smile spread across Meg's lips, "No, nothing like that, though I appreciate the compliment."
"Uh-huh," I replied unconvincingly, but not willing to press the issue, "So what's the reason Ramon wanted me to show up early? Has something changed?"
Meg's smile broadened, and she shot me a meschivous look, "A lot, but we can talk about that in the kitchen, now come on, Ramon's waiting."
My body had a physical reaction to Meg's words as my heart started to pound in my chest and my throat tightened. But I didn't turn around or even voice my suspicion; instead, I meekly followed behind my friend, who was acting like an entirely new person, with her hips swaying side to side, turning her walk into a strut.
Even though I considered myself solely attracted to men, I couldn't help but be entranced by the hypnotic movement of Meg's hips and behind.
'I wonder if that's Ramon's type...though he did say he wanted both of us...did he say something similar to Meg?'
My mind was a whirlwind of nervous and exciting questions, now certain that I was in store for something that I would never forget.
However, as Meg opened the kitchen door and we walked inside, I found that there was nothing amiss. In fact, everything was exactly as it should be with Ramon standing in front of the grill, and the air was heavy with the scent of food being cooked. It was rich and buttery with a slight smoky flavor, and I couldn't help but wonder what Ramon was cooking.
Still, after all the buildup, it would have been less jarring to find the kitchen converted into a sex dungeon. I breathed a soft sigh of relief and also slight disappointment, which prompted Ramos to turn around and smile at me, "Oh, good, you're here, and just in time. I'm just about done."
"D-done with what?" I asked as Meg dipped out of view, only to return with two chairs that she sat in front of the plating table.
She then promptly sat down before gesturing to me to join her, which I did after a moment of hesitation.
"Alright, here we are," Ramon said as he stepped away from the grill and turned around, revealing he had two plates in his hand.
My eyes immediately dipped down to the expertly plated food, and in an instant, my mouth was watering, 'Oh my god, that looks so good!'
"Two orders of Charred Leek & Lobster Mille-Feuille served with a lemon-infused white wine fennel reduction," Ramon announced as he set down one plate in front of me and the other in front of Megan.
The dish consisted of three square pieces of delicate puff pastry that sandwiched two layers of rich green filling speckled with meaty chunks of buttery lobster. The Mille-Feuille was then generously drizzled with a bright green dressing that glistened and elevated the dish to an entirely new level.
"T-this looks amazing," I muttered as Ramon placed a spoon next to each place, "B-but isn't Mille-Feuille a French dessert?"
Ramon nodded, "Yes, but I decided I wanted something a bit more savory, so I kept the puff pastry and switched the sweet cream filling. I'm thinking of putting it on tonight's menu, so please don't hold back on the criticism and tell me what you think."
"Don't mind if I do," Meg responded eagerly as she picked up her spoon.
Following her example, I pressed the edge of my spoon against the top pastry layer only for it to immediately shatter like it was made of glass. I
Once my spoon was filled, I brought the bite up to my mouth and took a tentative taste.
My eyes shot open as a rich, smoky flavor spread through my mouth. Though just before the sweet lobster and tang of the leek could overwhelm my taste buds, the white wine lemon reduction cut through the filling.
With deliberate slowness, I chewed the food in my mouth, having to suppress a moan as I bit through a buttery chunk of lobster, then a crisp fragment of pastry. The contrast was heavenly.
"Mhhm, oh my god, and I thought your French toast was good," Meg moaned, not bothering to hide her reaction as she went for another bite, "You definitely have to put this on the menu tonight."
"Y-yeah, the lobster is so tender, I usually expect it to be a bit chewy." I agreed, while trying to ignore the fact that Meg had just indirectly admitted to eating breakfast with Ramon, meaning she had slept over.
"That's because I poached it in a beurre monté, which is a type of French butter sauce, before dicing and folding it into the leek puree." Ramon explained as he watched Megan and me enjoy his cooking, "Though the most challenging part was making the reduction. I had to emulsify the white wine and fennel puree with grapeseed oil and keep it from separating. Not gonna like it took me a few times to get it just right."
"Well, I'm glad you didn't give up because this is amazing," Meg muttered as she licked her spoon clean after having already polished off her plate, "So good, that I think it deserves a reward...don't you agree, Patty?"
I froze my spoon halfway to my mouth as Meg's voice dropped to a sultry octave, sending another tingling wave down my spine, "W-what?"
"A reward," Meg repeated as she stood up from her chair and walked around the table to stand next to Ramon, "After all, we don't want poor Ramon to think that we're ungrateful and don't appreciate him cooking this wonderful meal for us, do we?"
"N-no," I stammered as Meg pressed herself against Ramon, molding herself to his body, "O-of course not."
"Then what are you still doing in your chair?" Megan asked as she looked into my eyes, "Why don't you come over here and thank him properly?"
I swallowed hard, and my entire body flushed with heat as my heart started to pound audibly in my chest. Longing and desire were running rampant in my mind, but I couldn't move. I was stuck to my chair, completely frozen in place.
"Patty."
Ramon's calm, but unyielding voice grabbed my attention, and I looked over to find his dark blue eyes fixated on me, "Y-yes."
Ramon didn't reply right away; instead, for a split second, his eye color seemed to shift, gaining a violet hue. But my mind didn't fathom it for long as Ramon spoke once more, his voice reverberating in my ears like the sweetest melody, "Come to me."
"O-okay," I replied in a dreamy voice, and before I realized it, I stood up from the chair and walked around the table, though my eyes never left Ramon's.
I felt like I was in a trance as I walked over, but the pleasurable haze dulling my mind was too sweet to reject, nor did I want to. It was as if I had been freed of all inhibitions and liberated.
Walking around, I stood in front of Ramon and Meg, my heart hammering as I felt two hungry gazes roam over every inch of my body, "W-what do you want me to do?"
Ramon grinned as his hand wrapped around Meg's waist and trailed down to her ass, where he grabbed a handful, making her eyelids flutter. "Get down on your knees, I want to see those big, beautiful eyes of yours looking up at me."