A Demon named Mackenzie

"Ahhh." as he slid home. pulling my legs over his shoulders, yet keeping his mouth on my breasts. "You feel so good. So right."
 
Mac

roaming from one lush breast to the other, pounding into her feeling her welcoming me in, pulling me in, her hips rising to meet me with each deep thrust. It was sinful to feel this good, and I knew it. I kissed my way up to her lips folding her in two as I continued pulsing in and out of her sweet body. Each push seeming to go deeper and deeper until I could go no further. Feeling her clit brush against my body as I rode her.
 
His thrusting driving deeper until there was no way he could be any more enveloped. Then he would pull away and slam home again, and again. My clit being pulled and rubbed the whole of the time. His mouth and hands never ceasing to explore me. My mouth on his shoulder, his neck, his arm... anything I could reach.
 
mac

Being with her was an all encompassing soul wrenching experience, I let out a low gutteral moan before softly biting the nearest piece of flesh as I steeled myself withholding, not wanting to change just yet, wanting to plunder every inch of sensation I could with her.
 
"Damn you baby. Oh God." Once again feeling the fires burning me as he thrust yet again. My hands gripping his ass and trying to become one with him.
"Fuck me, fuck me." Sounding like a cheap porn, but feeling like an angel.
 
Mac......mackenzie

"Argh," a deep primal moan escaped from my lips a sI began filling her with seed, I relaxed as we lay entangled feeling the change take place, a little tired to care as my lips met hers, only stopping when I knew I was female. "Tastey," I huskily purr watching that amazed look in her eyes as she looks up at me.
 
"Oh." Knowing and seeing are two different thnings. She had turned while I watched. Sudennly shy I started to pull away, but her arms held me close.
 
Mackenzie

She tried to move but I held her there, allowing her legs to move from over my shoulders to stretched around my hips. I smiled and licked her lips feeling my breasts brush against hers. I slowly kissed her, my fingers stroking the delicate spot between her silken legs. Teasing her as my lips slowly moved down over her ripe breasts, circling her belly button to move down to the wet warm folds of her musky womanhood. I lick tenderly after all I had thouroughly pounded into it and now I was enjoying feeling it pulse under my tongue as I tasted the unique flavour of our joining.
 
I watched as she again tasted me.
"Can you not stay a woman? or are you...Ahhhh." Groaning as her tongue flicked over my clit.
 
Mackenzie........Mac

After her cries of pleasure fade, I move up her body once again. Feeling my body shift again, it was almost pleasant this time, as I grinned at her. "Well yes eventually, every time I cum inside you, your body absorbs more of my sperm and sooner or later their won't be enough left for me to shift. Then I'll be female until I get an infusion so to speak." I kiss her and linger over her neck, "Does the shifting bother you?"
 
"Not bother. It is odd, you must admit." Pulling him to me again and cuddling. "But I see the pain in your eyes, and do not want you to change for me. I love you, any form you take." My own words unbelievable. Just 48 hours ago I had not even known this man, this demon. And now I was professing my love, such a mild word for my feelings, and even now could be carrying his child. What had happened?
 
Mac

"It hurts less each time, and being with you is so wonderful that I would still do it even if it caused me extreme pain." I smile and lay beside her. "What do you say we get out of bed and go into town and get something to eat plus maybe a test for..." my voice trails off my hand wandering over her flat abdomen. "I know you won't be able to take it right away but just in case."
 
I blushed at his look. And wiggled closer.
"Yes, and don't we have to work sometime?"
 
Mac

"I called into the office saying I'm tying up some loose ends before I retire and that I'm training you as I go. They don't expect my niece Mackenzie to be in for a week or so. Consider this a long weekend." I grin as I stand, stretching. It felt good, my body was now in the midtwenties if I guessed right. I'd taken nearly 30 years off my age in 24 hours.
 
I pounced on him, straddling his body.
"Okay then. And can we eat again. For I am starving." Kissing his neck and curling up on top of him.
"I like this job."
 
mac

I carried her back to my bedroom, where I relunctantly watched her dress. My clothes felt odd and I ran a hand across my face, I always loved the fact that I didn't have to shave, even as I wondered if she might enjoy stubble. I picked up my car keys as I turned back to her devouring her form as I dangled my keys.
 
Even as I swiftly drew a short dress over my head I felt his eyes upon me. Please, I silently urged. Don't make love to me again. I weas too sore, yet another part was screaming for him to rip my clothes off and fuck me wild. I twisted my new hairdo up into a french twist and pinned it in place, a couple curls freeing themselves already. In this humidity they always did that. I turned in the mirror and watched the flare of the skirt go out. Feeling like a little girl. Hmmmm. Carefully selecting a tiny, sheer red thong. So that if I "accidently" flashed him, he would know it.
 
Mac

I let out a soft growl at the view of the thong, but I was needing some solid food even as I was tempted to ravage her again. In the jeep my hand slide along her thigh squeezing the firm thigh. I pull into a quiet little Italian cafe and leap over front of jeep to open the door for here.
 
As he helped me from the car I felt dizzy, light headed. his presence? No, lack of food. But I had made sure to flash him again as I slid from the vehicle.
"Hungry dear?" whispered in his ear.
 
Mac

I growled lowly and kissed her neck, licking the soft flesh as I murmured, "Yessss." A soft hiss of a word as I led her to a table. A waiter came almost immediately and I ordered for both of us. Something filling but not too heavy, for I wanted to ravish you for dessert.
 
I sit quiet and listen to you order. Choosing for me. Your hand possessively on my knee as the waiter looks me over. My dress a little low in front. You get that set look in your eyes, which he notices, and he leaves. I like it. To be possessed by one such as you. Your strength mine. I sigh and sip at the fruit juice. Happy, content, yet still with so many questions.
 
mac

"I'm sure you are bursting with questions my dear, and you'd better ask them now, for I intend your lips to be full or moaning for most of the afternoon." I smile, that charming sardonic half grin that tells everyone in room we are one, without even asking. My fingers gently almost absentmindedly stroke her leg.
 
"You are distracting me with your hand." Trying to be silent, but the waiter walking up just then. Blushing red i duck my head so as not to meet his eyes.
 
Mac

I withdraw my fingers to pick up my spoon as a shallow bowl of soup is laid before each of us. The waiter asks if we'd like cheese and I nod as he grates fine parmesian over the warm broth.

I keep one eye on you as I eat the spicy sausage potato soup. Trying not to think of later as my cock struggles to find space in my pants.
 
OOC Ahhh Toscano soup...... Damn woman, had your read my mind?

IC:
I toyed with the soup, it was delicious. But suddenly I felt quesy. The fat floating on top making me ill. I nibbled at the bread and sipped my water, calming myself. Letting the wave pass. Turning attention to him again. his hands so graceful as he ate. Watching the other women in the restaraunt watch him too. Smiling secretly at my secret. He wanted me, not them.
 
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