The second chapter of “The Beast Within”, a story about a young man bitten by a wolf who then transforms into a beast. He seeks out the nearest person to unleash his desires upon… His Mother. The second chapter takes place from the point of view of the mother.
I was 15 years old and a virgin. But all that was about to change in a drastic way.
It was a high profile case, where a Malay rapist killed an IT analyst. My wife was one of the assistant lawyer for the victim.
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This is the continuation of my trip to Japan in the mid 90’s. This is a true story, but I will say that I have changed our names to avoid any issues with friends and clients. In Pt.1 I had just arrived at my friend Hiritos’ house and had been given the best bathing experience of my life by his sister.
My Asian Treat Pt.2
Lying on the mat, I did not care that I was still in my robe. The combination of the jet lag and Kaykos’ administrations put the zap on me in a big way. As Kayko disappeared around the corner I closed my eyes and fell asleep almost instantly. I was happy, clean, and satisfied.
I’m not sure how long I slept, but I was wakened by the unmistakable sensation of getting a blow job. As I raised my head and blinked my eyes, there was Kayko, kneeling at my side and bobbing her head up and down my stiffened shaft. (Did I mention how much I like Japanese alarm clocks?) Kayko was again wearing her red kimono. But instead of her hair being in a big pony tail, it was now braided and she had most of the braids wrapped around the base of my dick. While her tongue swirled around the head of my dick, her right hand slid the braids up and down my shaft at the same pace as her mouth. Her left hand was in between her legs rubbing her pussy at a furious pace. Again I was receiving one of the most exquisite sexual sensations I had ever experienced in my entire life at the administering of my friends sister.
Kayko must have noticed that I was stirring around a bit because she turned her head to the side a little and looked up into my eyes. I could just barely make out a bit of a smile at the corners of her mouth. With my dick stuck in it her mouth was pretty full. I watched for almost five minutes while Kayko kept up a very steady pace. When I started to feel my orgasm building up in my nuts and my back began to arch in anticipation of things to come, that’s when she started to moan softly. The vibrations, combined with her superior cock sucking, sent me flying over the edge and I blasted a load of cum into her mouth. Kayko stopped bobbing her head and began pumping her hand up and down my shaft at the speed of light. I swear I saw stars and flashes of lights as my dick pumped into her waiting mouth. Kayko would suck hard when I shot then quickly swallow before repeating the process for the next shot. I think she was trying to suck my nuts out through my dick! Kayko stayed with my pace until the spasms from my dick subsided.
As she lifted her head from my groin she looked up at me and smiled. “Good afternoon Mr. Mike,” she said after swallowing one last time. “It’s almost time for dinner.” Pulling her left hand from underneath her kimono, she brought her sticky cum soaked fingers up to her mouth and started to lick and suck them clean
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“Thank you Kayko,” I answered while propping myself up on my elbows and continued watching her lick her fingers, “That was great.”
Kayko smiled at me again. “Hy.” she said with a small bow of her head. (That is Japanese for yes or just a general acknowledgement) Kayko pulled the sides of my robe up over my waist, covering my now spent dick. As she started to stand I stopped her.
“Just a minute Kayko,” I said as I brought myself to a seated position next to her.
Kayko had a queried look on her face as I moved in close to her. She was kneeling on a small pillow with her hands folded in her lap, so as I approached her we were face to face. I raised my hands up and gently cradled her soft round face before leaning forward and kissing her. Her soft lips pressed firmly against mine and we kissed deeply for several seconds. I could very clearly taste her sweet pussy juice on her lips as I opened my mouth and darted my tongue into hers. As I pulled back away from her Kayko was absolutely beaming.
“Thank you very much Kayko,” I said while looking into her dark brown eyes, “You are absolutely fantastic.”
A broad smile came across her face before she replied softly, “Hy, Mr. Mike.” with another small bow.
“Please Kayko,” I said as I lowered my hands to her shoulders, “Just Mike.”
Kayko smiled at me again, “Hy.” she said with another small bow. “It’s almost time for dinner. Shall we dress?”
It’s a little strange having help doing something you have done by yourself since you were a kid, but I didn’t really mind when I would gaze at this Asian beauty helping me. Kayko made sure everything was exactly in place before gesturing toward the door with a small bow. After donning my shoes at the door, I walked through the ornate garden toward the back of the main house, Kayko following a few steps behind me. As I stepped up onto the back porch Hirito came to the door and greeted me.
“Good afternoon Mike,” he said with a bow, “Are you rested?”
“Yes, my friend,” I answered as I slid my shoes off my feet, “I feel really good.”
As I turned around to see where Kayko was Hirito suddenly barked out something in Japanese. Kayko stopped dead in her tracks. Hirito barked out something else causing Kayko to bow and quickly head off down the porch away from us and into another door.
“Please forgive my sister,” Hirito stated as he motioned for me to enter the house, “She forgets her place sometimes.”
I suddenly had a streak of panic race through me. Was she supposed to be over in the guest quarters? I decided right then and there not to say a word about what had happened during my bath, and much less about how she woke me up! I followed Hirito into his house. It’s exquisite in every way. It is plainly evident that everything has been placed precisely. From the beautiful woven rugs on the floor to the most delicate statue on a cabinet, everything was absolutely immaculate. Hirito lead me into the dining room which was pretty much as I suspected it would be. It had a long one foot high mahogany table in its center with a vase of cut flowers and sparkling plates and bowls arranged for two. And on the floor it was surrounded by several large flat pillows. Against the interior wall stood a five foot tall mahogany cabinet with two doors and a small Ninja sitting on its top. The opposite wall was a large picture window that overlooked the ornate garden to the rear of the house. Aside from that the room was completely bare. Hirito gestured for me to have a seat at the side of the table while he sat at the head. As we settled in a door in the wall directly across from me slid open and Kayko appeared. She was carrying a small tray with a small bottle and two very short glasses on it. She approached the table and knelt on the pillow between me and Hirito, placing the tray carefully on the table.
“I hope you like Saki,” Hirito stated as Kayko placed a small glass in front of each of us. She then poured Saki into each glass, Hiritos glass first.
“Yes sir,” I answered as Kayko replaced the bottle and stood to leave.
I could not help myself as I watched Kayko. Every move was so graceful and deliberate; her curves so subtle and smooth. As she left the room I did not even notice that Hirito had raise his glass and made a small toast.
“Mike!” Hirito repeated, snapping me out of my short trance. I snapped my head around toward him to see him holding up his glass. I quickly followed suit, holding my glass up next to his.
“To successful business,” he toasted.
“Successful business,” I repeated, and we sipped our Saki.
Dinner was really something, consisting of a shrimp cocktail, oysters on the half shell, (Of which I ate most all of them) and a main course of lobster and rice. Everything was delicious. Throughout the entire meal Kayko would bring the food and sit quietly between us, making sure our glasses were full at all times. A few times during the meal Hirito saw me gazing at Kayko, but he said nothing. When dinner was finished Hirito gave another set of commands to Kayko in Japanese. She bowed, quickly stood and left the room in a different direction, not returning to the kitchen.
“I thought we might enjoy a brandy in the garden,” Hirito said as he gestured toward the door.
“I think that would be the capper for an absolutely delicious meal,” I replied as I slid back into my loafers.
We walked a few yards into the garden to a small bench under a cherry tree where we sat. It was then that Hirito looked at me and said, “You like my sister?”
I was not going to lie to my friend. I had known Hirito since our freshman year at Stanford in 85 and he was always straight up with me, so I was going to stay true to him. “Yes,” I replied while trying to contain my discomfort at a question I was not expecting.
“I hope so,” Hirito replied as he gazed out across the small pond, “I told her to take care of you during your stay. You will inform me if she is neglecting in her duties?”
There was no way I was going to ask if her duties included fucking me in the bath or waking me up with a blow job. “Ok, but so far she has been great,” I replied as Kayko approached from the house carrying another small tray with two half full brandy glasses and a small box.
Kayko stopped in front of us and lowered the tray allowing me and Hirito to pick up our glasses. Hirito also picked up the small box and again said something to Kayko in Japanese. Kayko replied, “Hy,” and bowed to her brother before turning around and hurrying back to the house.
Hirito took a sip of his brandy before turning to me. “This is for you, my friend. A gift,” he said while extending his hand with the small box in it. “If you need something, use this.”
I took the box from him. It didn’t seem very special except for the fact that it looked to be made out of fine carved mahogany. “I don’t know what else I could possibly need,” I stated as I stuck the box in my jacket pocket. “Your hospitality is overwhelming.” And with that I raised my glass. “To you, my friend.”
We sat and talked about my upcoming schedule for almost an hour. By the time our brandy was gone it was getting dark.
“I will have a car for you tomorrow morning, it will take you to your business meeting,” Hirito said as he stood up. Turning to me he bowed and said, “Goodnight,” and headed toward his house.
I just sat there gazing at the pond for several minutes before retiring for the night. I wondered if Kayko would be waiting for me again in my quarters. Fortunately I was wide awake since my body was still on US central time, so I figured I would really be able to show her what a big dick toting American could do in bed. Unfortunately she was not there upon my arrival. As I started to undress and put on some leisure clothes I came across the small box in my pocket. Sitting at the desk I turned on the lamp for a closer examination of the box. What I saw was a little surprising. All sides of the box were covered with very ornate carvings of men and women in various sexual positions. And the top of the box had the most detailed carving of female genetalia I had ever seen. Aside from having a pussy directly in front of me, this was the exact liking of a woman’s pussy with the lips just slightly parted. It was beautiful. I opened the top and found a small remote control inside with a single button and an off/on switch. Holding the remote in my hand I depressed the button. Nothing happened. I looked around the room and depressed the button again. Still nothing. Then I flipped the switch to on and depressed the button again. It seemed like it didn’t work. As I set the remote down I saw Kayko step into the room from the hall. She was breathing a little hard, almost like she had been running.
“Good evening Mr. Mike,” she said with a bow. “How may I service you?” Her red Kimono had now been replaced by a dark blue robe with a white sachet around her waist. And her hair was no longer braided but flowing freely over her shoulders and down her back. Damn she looked good!
“Good evening Kayko,” I answered as I stood up behind the desk. “I’m glad you came by.” Picking the remote up, I stepped around the desk and walked over to her. “I was just trying to figure out how this thing worked. Can you show me?”
Kayko smiled while reaching her hand out to take the remote from my palm. “Hy, Mr. Mike,” she said while bowing slightly. “Whenever you want me for anything you press this button,” and she pointed out the single black button on the remote. “Whenever you want to get me ready you turn this switch to on.” Again she pointed to the remote to indicate the off/on switch which I had left in the on position. “And when you want to excite me you press the button while the switch is in the on position.” At that point she pressed the button and I heard a faint, high pitched buzzing sound for an instant. She then handed the remote back to me.
Get her ready? Excite her? What was she talking about? At this point I didn’t care about the remote anymore, Kayko was here. “Thank you,” I said as I took the remote from her hand and set it down on the desk. “Can you stay for a while? I am wide awake. And please call me Mike when we are not around your brother.”
“Hy,” Kayko replied with a bow.
We stepped into the sleeping room and Kayko immediately rolled out the sleeping mat. As she stood up I stepped up right behind her and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close to me. I tower over her at 6 feet so it felt like I was holding my kid sister when we would have tickle fights. Kayko leaned back into me and folded her arms over mine, hugging them tightly against her. I was surprised to find that she was still breathing a little hard. “I am ready,” she said while looking over her shoulder and up at me.
I really wasn’t listening. I was looking at the smooth gentle curve of her neck where it met her shoulders and disappeared under the robe. Her skin was so soft and smooth, and I began tracing the subtle outline of her features with my finger. Kayko looked down toward my hand as my fingers reached the V of the two sides of the garment right in between her breasts. She let out a soft sigh as I slid my hand under the robe to find her left breast with its little nipple as hard as a rock. I squeezed her firm little B-cup breast gently, causing a soft moan to escape her lips. Kayko pressed her ass backwards into me against my thighs, my hardening dick finding the crease in the small of her back. I leaned down and kissed her soft lips while pulling out my hand from under the robe to untie the sachet. Her robe opened to reveal a complete naked Kayko underneath. Her smooth caramel skin seemed to glow in the soft light.
I moved my hands up to her shoulders and eased the robe to the sides. Kayko allowed it to slip off her shoulders and fall to the floor before turning around to face me. Describing Kayko as beautiful is an injustice. Her soft gentle curves and slender hips could only be described as one thing. Perfection.
I knelt down in front of her and placed my hands on her hips. With me kneeling Kayko was now taller than me so her breasts were now even with my face. I pulled her toward me and took her left nipple into my mouth. Kaykos’ response was to put her arms around my head and cradle my head against her while I devoured her breast, sucking and swirling my tongue around the hardened nipple. Kaykos breath was coming harder now as I slid my hand up between her legs to cup her trimmed pussy. Kayko spread her feet apart to allow me unimpeded access to her. At the very first touch I found that she was soaking wet. Small droplets of her sweet cum clung to the neatly trimmed patch of silky fine hair. Kayko moaned as I slid my finger over the protruding nub of her clitoris, causing her to shudder slightly. As I moved my mouth over to her right breast I slid my fingers down her slit, searching for that tight wonder hole concealed between those fabulously slim and toned legs. That’s when I felt something odd. It was something harder and thicker than the surrounding hair.
I pulled my mouth away from her breast and looked up at her face. Grasping the hardened thing between my fingers I asked, “What’s this?”
Kayko looked down at me and said one word, “Pull.”
Looking down at her crotch I pulled on the hard strand. It slowly grew longer and longer until a hard plastic egg emerged from inside her pussy, and it was vibrating! Kayko let out a small gasp as the egg came free, a thick trail of her cum followed and dropped to the floor with an audible splat.
I looked up at Kayko, holding the buzzing egg in my hand. “Is this what Hirito sent you to get?” I asked while bringing the egg up to my mouth.
“Hy,” Kayko replied, watching me slip the egg into my mouth to suck it clean. Kayko tasted sweet and wonderful as her cum slid off the egg and onto my tongue like hot butter. “My brother says I am for your service.”
Pulling the egg out of my mouth I wanted to taste her cum from its source. “Lay down,” I said as I stood up. As Kayko stepped onto the sleeping mat I stepped back into the office. Finding the remote on the desk I flipped the switch to off, instantly stopping the egg from vibrating. I picked up the box and returned to the sleeping room with all three items in hand.
Walking back into the sleeping room I found Kayko laying on the mat on the floor. She had her legs pulled up to her chest and spread wide apart. I quickly stripped and knelt down between her legs. Her pussy is beautiful, with delicate inner lips parted slightly and sporting a glossy shine from her cum. I then noticed something. Before lowering my face I picked up the small mahogany box and held it beside her pussy. The carving was an exact match. I looked up at Kayko who just smiled at me.
“Now it’s dinner time,” I said as I lowered my face between her legs.
Kaykos’ sweet scent filled my nose as I opened my mouth and covered her pussy. I could feel the heat from her well before my lips made contact with her soft folds. First a kiss, then a lick, then it was a full out assault on her clit with my tongue. Kayko gasped at the touch of my tongue but held her legs wide open. It was like sticking my tongue into a tub of hot honey, her pussy just seemed to melt in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the hard little nub causing Kayko to jerk and press her pussy into my face. She was breathing hard and moaning while I continued my feast. I licked my way down to her delicious hole. Spreading her lips apart with my fingers I saw the delicate pink interior leading into the dark recess of her. I stuck my tongue in as far as I could causing Kayko to gasp loudly and arch her back. She quickly regained her composure and flattened out her back, bringing her pussy directly in line with my mouth again. Instantly my tongue was coated with her delicious cum. Kayko began squeezing my tongue with the muscles inside her pussy. It felt like her cunt was trying to pull my tongue out of my mouth and deeper into her. I licked and sucked on her sweet gash, sliding my finger inside to finger fuck her while I ate her delicious womanhood. After several minutes Kayko began gasping in quick short breaths. Her pussy clenched down on my finger with amazing strength and she arched her back as a tremendous orgasm ripped through her. I just kept feasting and pumping my finger in and out of her.
Looking up I could see Kaykos head thrashing back and forth as her orgasm continued. Her sweet cum was pouring out of her hole from around my finger as my assault on her sex continued. It almost seemed like she was getting a bit delirious. Words in English and Japanese escaped her mouth, not making any sense at all. Kayko was in extreme bliss. When her pussy began to alternate between gripping and releasing my finger that’s when I made my move. I raised my head from between her legs, scooted forward and lined my cast iron dick up with her hole, pulled out my finger and slammed my dick into her all the way down to the base with a loud squish, impaling her on 8 inches of American beef. It felt like I had just slid into a molten hot vise made of silk. Kaykos head came up off the floor, her mouth wide open and her eyes as big as saucers. Instantly her legs wrapped around my back, locking her ankles together. It was now my turn to return the favor. Placing my hands on either side of her to carry my weight, I began pumping my dick in and out of her with long powerful strokes. I was going to fuck a hole threw her if I had my way, and Kayko did nothing to prevent me from that very task. Kayko grasp at my back, her delicate fingers digging her nails into my skin. That was like having my own cheering section! I hammered away into Kayko without any regard, my lust and passion taking over me. My long deep strokes would bottom out my dick against her womb before returning to the surface for air. Kayko was going crazy, thrashing her head from side to side, clawing at my back, and squeezing the air out of me with those delectable legs. Amongst the pounding I was giving her I was able to distinguish two words between her gasps, “Yes” and “More.” That was all I needed to hear! I switched from long powerful strokes to short rapid ones, slamming into her as fast and as hard as I could. Kayko released her ankles from my back, placed her feet on the floor and pressed her crotch upward against me, spreading her knees wide apart. She was offering her sweet gash up to me without and reservations!
I could feel my dick beginning to swell and a rapidly approaching orgasm building in my nuts. I hammered away into Kayko until my thrusts became erratic and then buried myself into her as deeply as I could go before shooting a huge load inside her. Kayko locked her legs around my back again, pulling me into her. Her pussy began milking my dick again, rippling from the base to the top as my dick pumped my seed into her. She lifted her head up and pulled mine down with her arms and she began kissing me passionately, sliding her tongue in and out of my mouth as my dick filled her up. After what seemed like minutes, and several jerking spasms later, the throbbing in my dick subsided. Kayko released my head and unhooked her ankles, falling limp onto the floor while breathing heavily. I eased my cock out of her and laid down next to her on the mat. I was sweating and breathing hard, but I felt really good. After several minutes I propped myself up on one elbow and looked over at Kayko in all of her naked beauty. She was lying flat on her back with her arms at her sides and her legs still wide apart, a light shine of sweat covered her, accentuating her smooth curves while her chest heaved up and down.
“I think we need a bath,” I said as I placed my hand on her toned, flat stomach.
Kayko looked at me and smiled, “Hy, Mike”, the first time she used my first name.
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So when I was 19 I needed to get a second job, so on the advice of a friend I went down to the local Pizza Hut. It was some of the best advice I ever got, let me tell you. There was pussy everywhere. There was Shannon, the petite 20 yr old waitress with the short brown hair and perky little B-cups, Kiana, the 21 yr old virgin redhead, Karen the 16 yr old blond cheerleader, Autumn the 20 yr old redhead party slut with the C-cups and fat ass, and the manager Rochelle, 38 yrs old petite, never drank smoked, or been with anyone but her husband.
Out of all these I never guessed I’d have the most fun with Rochelle. It all started innocent enough, even for me, simple touching on the arm here and there, double innuendos, you know all the usual stuff. I honestly thought it was all harmless and friendly, until one day I was helping her in the walk-in freezer she turned and looked at me and said, “you know I really like you Jr.”, immediatly her cheeks turned red and she started stuttering “well I I I mean I don’t like you like you, but you know I mean”.
“That’s okay” I said, “I know what you mean”
I went home and thought about it that night, and I realized that that was what she meant, and then I started to think about what she would look like naked. I could see it in my minds eye, her long brown hair draped acrossed my lap as she sucked up and down on my hard cock with her full pink lips, taking it all the way down her throat. OHHH!!!!!! it about drove me nuts.
The next day I went in, but Rochelle had called in sick. After that I didnt work for a week, but that friday, her and I were scheduled to close together, along with Kiana. She avoided eye contact all day long, but by now I knew what she wanted, and that she was far too shy and inexperienced to make a move, it was up to me. So that night after everybody else had gone and Kiana was out washing tables I confronted her. ” Whats going on here Rochelle?”
“What are you talking about?”
“You know perfectly well what I am talking about, that little incident in the walk-in, then you called in sick, and avoided me all day today, you meant what you said didn’t you?”
“Look, I don’t know, it’s just that you are so much more attentive than my husband, we’ve been having problems lately, but I could never, besides, you’re half my age”
” Rochelle my age don’t matter I’m grown, besides, what your husband don’t know…….
With that I leaned in slowly, brushed her hair back, tilted her chin and kissed her. Gently at first, she kissed back, so I parted her lips with my tounge and pulled her close to me. I could feel her tiny little breasts pressing against my chest, we were kissing hard now, i ran my hands down her back and cupped her tight little ass as I lifted her onto the desk. My cock had grown out to it’s full 8″ by now, pressing up against her pelvic bone, I know she could feel how much I wanted her. I pulled hair head back by the hair and began to kiss my way down her neck. That when she pushed me away saying, ” I sorry Jr., but I just can’t do this”
“what the do you mean” I started to say, but thats right when Kiana walked in, so she was saved by the bell so to speak.
When I got home I was so angry I couldn’t see straight. That fucking whore what the hell was wrong with her? She wanted it, and I really wanted it. Fuck that, she couldn’t, bullshit! She could and she would damnitall.
The next day I went to work, and it was the same deal, no eye contact, avoiding me, and her, Kiana, and I were to close. Well Kiana went home sick, so it was just her and I after 11. When the finally customer left I went in the back to have a little talk with Rochelle. She was sitting at her desk when I walked in. My cock had been hard all night thinking about last night. As I walked in she stood up and said, “Jr., I’m really sorry about last night, but that can never happen again, Okay?”
“Fuck no it’s not okay Rochelle”, I said as I walked right up close to her” You wanted it just as much as I did, and you still do” with that I grabbed her and tried to kiss her, but she turned away.
“no Jr. I just can’t”
“Fuck that you can and you will, you little whore” I smacked her hard acrossed the face, she spun around and fell face forward acrossed the desk. I leaned over her and grabbed her by the hair with one hand, and around the throat with the other.
She cried out, then gasped “Please Jr., no”
I threw her to the floor by her hair, then leaned down and picked her back up the same way, slaming her against the wall. ” You’re never gonna tell me no again, you got that slut?” I said as I back handed her on the mouth, then smacked her again.
“OOOWWWWWW PLEASE, STOP”
I threw her back on the desk, face up, and ripped her shirt open revealing her tiny little tits in a blue lacy bra, with I then ripped off as well showing perfect round little tits with big dark nipples to me.
“Jr., no please, its not too late” she started to say, but this time I just ignored her, flipping her over onto her stomach with that oh so tight little ass staring up at me. I yanked her pants down to her ankles, and to my surpise she had on matching lacy blue panties I yanked those down too, exposing her furry little pink beaver I pulled my pants down, letting my 8″ dick spring free. ” Just relax baby, you’re about to get what you wanted” I said as I stuck the head of my cock in her warm little twat. What do you know, it was dripping wet! I pulled her back by the hair as I slid in, damn she was almost virgin tight too. She let out a small groan as my shaft bottomed out in her little fuckhole. “You wanted it all along didnt you whore”, I asked her.
“no, please..” she started to say, but as i slowly started to pump in and out of her, the words stopped coming. Man she was better than I ever could have imagined, tight and wet, I put my hands on her hips and started fuck her her with a steady, quick rithym. Mesmerized by the sight of my cock pumping in and out of her little cunt. Then I noticed she had started moaning with every thrust. I smacked her on the ass and said ” you like that don’t you slut?”. The only reply I got was” UH, UH, UH, UH, UH”. This made me so horny, I pulled herback by the hair, and started slaming in and out of her. “UH, UH, UH, UH, UH, UH, UH, UH, UH” I put my hands on her hips and started pumping in and out as hard as I could, jerking her back as I slammed forward.
“YEAH YOU LITTLE SLUT, ALL YOU NEEDED WAS A GOOD FUCKING HUH?”
“UH, UH, UH, UH, UH, UH, UH, UH, OH OHHHH OHHHHHHHHHHHH, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”,
She came so hard on my dick I thought it would break, she fell forward on the desk, but I hauled her back by the hair, ” I’m not done yet you ungratefull whore”. I continued to fuck her for a few seconds, then shot my load up her twat and let her fall forward on the desk.
“That was the most aweful thing that ever happened to me, and the best all at the same time” she said a few minutes later as I was getting dressed.
I walked over to where she was sitting and said” you liked it didn’t you?”
She just nodded, and I left it at that for now, plenty of time to train her on how to be a proper slut later, right? I had to go, but I worked again the next week with her…….
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The night was much the same as every other night during the midst of winter in the city of Arkham; frigid, black and eerie. A sense of unease and gloom hung in the air, typical of the cold Arkham nights. The dread of the night was exaggerated by the sparse light produced by the street lamps; long stretches of shadow bridging the gap between them.
James couldn’t say exactly what drove him out to pace the streets on a night like this. Alone, freezing and out of touch with the reality around him he wandered down the street. James’ mind fluttering from one thought to another as his footsteps rang against the cobble paths. His mind centered on his writings, specifically his current novel. Due by the end of the year, James was only halfway through the write up when he was seized by writer’s block. Perhaps that was why he was out in this dismal darkness. Sleepless nights and the worries on his mind gnawed at James as he meandered down the smooth cobble streets.
The sudden jerk of his shoelace underneath his foot pulled him from his thoughts as James nearly toppled over. Kneeling down to retie his laces, James looked around to see where he his midnight walk brought him. Large, looming building surrounded him, the smell of fish and salt filled him.
‘The docks and its warehouses’ James realized, quite a ways from his apartments.
Sounds whispered in the distance, one of the many pubs that serviced the sailors and fishermen was still open. The rumble of his stomach urged James towards the sounds, hoping for a quick bite to eat.
Rounding a corner, his eyes focused on a different kind of treat. Standing beneath one of the few street lamps was a pale figure with hair of fire.
‘A dock whore, but not a common dock whore’ concluded James.
Scantily clad in a mildly thick coat, black knee length skirt and boots up to half calf, she turned her head at the sound of his footsteps. James looked at her pale slender face, his eyes immediately caught in hers. Two bright silvery blue pools of ice captivated him with their sparkle. The woman smiled at him, causing a flush to creep up his neck. Smiling back James passed her by, heading towards the door of the pub.
The air filled his longs, layered with the scents of the small establishment. Beer, grease and the smell of dock people was thick as James pushed passed a few men to take a seat. A thick woman pushed towards him, empty pints in her hand and a scowl on her face.
“What do ya want?” she bellowed over the ruckus.
“A beer and some fish” was all the response he managed before the homely woman was pushing towards the bar.
Waiting for the woman to return with his fare, James’ thoughts returned to the woman outside. She was a mystery; most dock whores are the chubbier and uglier girls too homely to work the richer parts of town. This woman was young, slender, pale and beautiful. The thought of her smile made James flush again. Feeling ridiculous for lusting over a simple whore he looked around. The thick serving-woman was returning to him with a plate and pint. The food was plain but tasty, cod fried in a batter on a bed of cut fried potatoes. The beer was a thick, dark brew that tasted sweet on his tongue. The meal satiated his stomach but not his mind. James continued to dwell on the pale beauty with fierce red hair that framed her slender face. The bright silvery blue eyes that captured his had captivated his thoughts. Unable to contain his curiosity any longer James stopped the serving woman as she passed.
“Excuse me, do you know anything about that young woman outside, underneath the street lamp?”
The woman walked to the window with no sense of subtlety and peered out the frosted panes. She turned to him scowling, making a rude noise.
“What woman? There’s not a soul out there. Don’t waste my time!” spat the woman as she pushed off again.
Slumping in his chair, James’ heart sank. He had hoped the woman would still be out there. He had wanted a chance to talk to her. Laying his money on the table and picking himself up James exited the pub into the cold night air once more.
Sighing, James headed back the way he came, hoping to reach his apartments and find some sleep. Rounding the corner, a flickering street lamp in the distance caught his eye. In the flicker of light James caught a glimpse of a pale figure with hair of fire push into an alley. James’ heart jumped as he picked up his pace, calling out to her. The woman looks back around the corner and smiles.
“And just what do you want handsome? Going to turn me down again?” teased the woman as James neared her. Her voice a seducing half sigh, half moan.
Standing in front of her in the flickering light James studied her features more closely. She stood near eye level with him, but only because of the boots she wore. He estimated her at 5’8’ to his 5’11”. Her eyes twinkled like icy stars in the flickering light. He could only feel disarmed when her smile spread across her face. His eyes never leave hers as he speaks.
“I wanted to talk to you.” The flush crept up his neck as she smiled at him, drawing closer.
“Talk huh,” her hand touched his leg, inching towards the growing bulge, “are you sure that’s all?” James’ cock stiffens at her touch, six and half inches straining for release.
“No…” he manages as her fingers trace the fabric pressed against his cock. She giggled a light, soft laugh and smiles.
“Good, I was hoping for more than a boring conversation from a handsome man like you.”
She flattered him, as all whores do with their possible customers. James knew he was no Adonis, he was an average man. Standing 5’11 James was just over the average height. Short golden brown hair topped his head and a short cropped reddish brown beard framed his face. His greenish blue eyes the murky color of brackish water. A regular body supported his plain head. Not quite a muscle machine James was at least in shape enough to please most women. His real charms sparkled when he spoke. Being a man of words with a honeyed tongue gave James an advantage in many aspects. Though for once unable to form anything with his lips, he just stared into her eyes. The flickering lamp illuminated the silver in her eyes. She took him by the hand, beckoning him to follow.
“C’mon, I know a place that’s a bit more private than the open street.” James followed eagerly as she led him into the alley. His mind returns to him as her hand is no longer teasing his cock.
“Why is someone like you down by the docks?” he asked, finding the words. She slowed, stopping in the alley.
“Someone like me?”
“Well you’re a whore, obviously, but most of the dock whores are usually a bit more..homely.” She laughed at that, her soft giggle bouncing off the buildings.
“I have certain appetites that can’t be satiated elsewhere.” She winked at him and continued on.
‘So she’s a bit deviant’ mused James, his member throbbing at the thought.
A wooden fence momentarily blocked the pair, a small push and the decrepit wooden door opened without resistance. They emerged into a larger alley, one made spacious to allow for the loading and unloading of goods to the warehouses.
“Are you sure about this alley? It’s still fairly public.” James quipped. Moving forward she let go of his hand and motioned for him to help move crates aside.
“No, in here.” She bent down to lift up the loading bay door, her skirt tight against her ass.
“It’s private, I promise,” echoes lightly through the warehouse as she saunters through the door with James at her heels.
“What’s your name?” James asked suddenly, following her towards an alcove.
“Most men wouldn’t trouble themselves with the name of their whores,” she replies, smirking. A large crate blocked their path. The pair moved it aside. In the alcove is a mattress and small lantern.
“A hideout the overseer lets me use for just a few favors.” James encircled her hips with his arms, pulling her against him.
“Your name,” he whispers.
“Elisa, “she whispers back, grinding her ass against him stiffened cock.
“I’m James, “he manages as his member tries to break the cloth barrier.
Elisa turns around, shedding her coat in the dim light. Her breasts are just more than a handful. They bounced free underneath her thin shirt. James reaches towards her hips, taking the shirt by its hem and slides it over her head. Her pale beautiful breasts free themselves into the night air, her nipples hardened from the cold. James pulls her to him, pressing kisses on her neck and chest. Elisa arches her head back; sighing, her fingers run through his hair. A giggle escapes her as his short cropped beard tickles her at every kiss. James slides his hands up her stomach to cup breasts. His thumbs caress her taut pink nipples.
Kisses path the way before James’ mouth encompasses her breast. His tongue flicking at the hardened nipple as his thumb works the other. Pushing James back she pushes his coat from his shoulders and lifts his shirt over his head. Falling to her knees Elisa presses her lips against his clothed manhood, feeling the heat emanating as it throbs in anticipation. She bites him gently before releasing his six and a half inch cock from its fabric prison.
Gripping it gingerly in her hand she stares into his eyes and runs her tongue along the shaft of his cock. Elisa’s tongue circles the head, lapping at the precum. James exhales heavily at her teasing display.
“Ahh, stop teasing Elisa!”
Elisa smiles around his cock, her lips pressed tightly together as they move down the shaft. His moan echoes loudly in the warehouse.
“Just like that” he grunts as his fingers tangle into her hair.
Her tongue circles along the length, causing a shudder to ripple through James’ body. Elisa begins to bob her head faster, his cock throbbing in her mouth. James begins to thrust into her as his orgasm takes control. With a single grunt as her only warning his cum erupts into her mouth. His seed coats the back of Elisa’s throat as she milks the last drops from him. A small pop sounds as she pulls him from her mouth. She gives his cock one last lick before swallowing the pool of cum at the back of her throat and standing up.
“Better than the usual whore,” James claims, leaning against a wall after his powerful orgasm.
“Being better comes with a higher price though, and this is just the start,” She smiles at him. Kicking off her boots and pushing her skirt and panties off in one quick motion she lays down on the mattress.
“I expect my clients to return the favor.” She purrs at him.
James lowers himself onto the mattress and takes in the sight before him. Elisa’s pussy was already wet, glistening in the dim light with a trimmed patch of bright red hair. Her clit was exposed and craving attention.
“What are you waiting for James? “ She coos. Elisa places her hand on his head and pulls him into her.
James’ lips press into her, teasing her with the lightest touch. Snaking his tongue out and running it along her lips causes Elisa to shake in excitement. No longer wanting to tease her James pushes his tongue into her moist pussy. Her sweet, woman taste covers his tongue as it works the entrance of her womanhood. Small gasping moans escape as clouds of frost from Elisa’s mouth. Pushing back slightly James lifts her up a few inches. His tongue darts out again to flicker against her puckered asshole. A loud gasp emits from Elisa when his tongue pushes into the tight hole. A small twist and it’s back out, sliding along the length of her slit to press hard against her clit.
Tenderness leaves James as his mouth presses around her pulsating clit. Sucking hard on the nub he slides two fingers into her wet hole. Pumping into her hard, he flicks his tongue over her clit. The moans grow louder as she begins to writhe under his sexual assault. Biting lightly on her clit James slides his juice covered fingers out of her. The brief respite is ended as his finger slides into her ass, beginning to pump slowly as he nibbles the sensitive clit. Elisa begins to squeal and beg for release. James smiles as he pulls his finger from her ass and jams two into her sopping wet pussy. Pressing his mouth harder against her he sucks and flicks her clit furiously. His fingers work deep into her gripping pussy. Elisa screams loudly as her orgasm crashes into her body. Waves of pleasure flow through her. Her back arches, her legs clamp tight around James’ head until the pleasure starts to fade away.
“That was more,” panted Elisa “Than I expected..” she finished, laying there trying to catch her breath.
“I wanted to make sure I paid in full.” James smirked at her.
“Not to worry, I always collect what’s due to me.” Elisa turned and looked at James.
“When do you plan to use that?” She asks, pointing playfully at his hard cock.
In response to her question James rolls her over, pulling her up to her knees and elbows. He places the head of his manhood at the entrance to her pussy. The juices from her coat his cock as it pushes into the velvety walls of her sex. Wrapping his hands around her hips James sheathes himself inside her. Slowly rocking his hips back and forth, James sighs as Elisa’s pussy contracts around his throbbing, hard cock. She raises her head to give a light moan.
“Mmm, is that all? Give me more James.” She rotates her hips around his cock, meeting his thrusts in time.
James slaps her ass playfully, his thrust quickening. Licking his finger he slides it into her ass without warning. Elisa’s back arches as she meets his thrusts. His finger and cock in time with one another as they build towards another eruption. James pulls his hand free, tired of the slow pace. James grips her hips hard in his hands. She squeals meekly as he starts to pump into her, pulling her towards his thrusts. Her pussy grips his cock like a silk vice. Throbbing inside of her he groans loudly. One hand reaches towards her head, twining her hair between his fingers. James pulls her hair back towards him, arching her back farther as he mercilessly pounds her sex. Elisa’s pussy drips around his cock, wet from the savage treatment he gives. His cock pulses with her contracting muscles. Moans, groans and screams fill the warehouse, echoing off the walls. Letting go of her hair James’ hand returns to her waist and pulls her toward him. A moan escapes his lips as his the orgasm tears through his body, shots of cum paint the walls of her pussy. James and Elisa breathe hard as they separate. He collapses down onto the mattress next to her. Elisa watches James, her silvery blue eyes never leaving him. He turns to her and smiles like a fool.
“That was great.” James exclaims as he lay there catching his breathe.
“It was,” Elisa purrs at him, “But you still owe me.”
“Oh?” James’ eye twinkles at the prospect of owing her like he had before.
Elisa rolls over onto James, her pussy sliding down onto his still hard cock. Their eyes meet.
‘The eyes are wrong’ he thought. Fear gripped him as she slid up and down his cock. She stared at him coolly.
“I told you I had appetites, James..” she smiled at him. Her flesh began to crack and break. James attempted to push her off but his arms wouldn’t work. Skin turned to scales as the woman transformed before his eyes. Gills sprouted at her neck and she smiled again, razor sharp barbs had replaced the smile that disarmed him. James struggled to move but his body would not cooperate. Warmth began to creep up his torso from his crotch. He grew weaker, more unable to fight. A pale creature of terror with fiery red fins was on top of him.
Elisa’s eyes never left his as she drained the body beneath her. Her teeth gleamed as she leaned towards him. Death took him slowly. Panic marked his face and silent screams filled his throat.
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