The Fallen Angel (Closed for ThePhoenixMan and I)

[ThePhoenixMan]

Danny waited patiently and quietly as the bartender finished up his tasks, and tidied the club, readying it for it's next night of activities. Being that it was now Sunday morning, the club wouldn't be open again until Monday, so the place was ready for the cleaning crew to come in and do its weekly routine of making the place look good as new.

Jade was the first to come out, already having taken her shower. She looked as sweet as candy, her long legs perched within fur lined suede, high heeled boots. She had a suede micro-mini skirt which apparently had problems hiding her pussy, not to mention her ass. The top was merely a matching suede bra which strained to keep her breasts contained. Her long blond hair had since dried and had been brushed smooth, hanging loosely down the middle of her back.

She came right up to Danny and gave him a surprising wet kiss on the lips, worming her tongue into his mouth as her hand wrapped around him, pulling him closer. Danny was taken aback slightly, and was gasping when they broke their kiss.

"Mmmmm. Nice! It might be a good weekend after all! Sylvia tells me you know how to really give a woman what she wants!"

Danny's mind was really spinning. He had been so engrossed in Jade, that he hadn't seen Sylvia come out from the back. She was leaning over the bar, talking the bartender, whose face seemed to be flushed with color once again. She was saying something to him and handed something to him. Danny only assumed it was his split of the tips.

"I asked Jade if she wanted to come along... after all, your friend might want some company too, hmm?"

With Sylvia's arm now draped around him, leading him out, Danny's mind was once again, whirling. Nothing made sense. "Oh! I thought ... nevermind ...

Danny didn't need answers right now. All he needed was Sylvia's hot naked body pressed up against his. Sylvia's comment about Barrett confused him. Had he mistaken Jade's comment? Weren't the three of them heading back to party together? Barrett was about to get married! Wasn't it clear that he was supposed to be off-limits. Raunchy bachelor party antics were one thing, but suddenly, Danny had a feeling that Sylvia was on a mission to get Barrett laid!

Danny led the trio to his car, Sylvia climbing into the front, dragging Jade in next to her when she saw the bench seat. "I thought you said we were walking ..." Sylvia cut Jade's comment off with a tightly sealed kiss, forcibly driving her tongue deep into jade's throat, while Danny circled the car to get into his side.

By the time Danny got in, Jade was putty in Sylvia's hands, desperately heaving to catch her breath, and hornier than she'd ever felt in her entire life.

"Settle in ladies, we'll be there in about an hour." Danny put the car into gear and began racing along the empty interstate in a hurry to get home. The two women sitting next to him, seemed just as eager ...

 

[Pywakit]

Sylvia

As she sat in the car, snug between Jade and Danny, Sylvia toyed with the idea of giving him a handjob or even a blowjob, but the risk of distracting him too badly while he was driving seemed unwise. Instead, she amused herself by working on Jade, toying with her body now and then and taking advantage of the fact that Jade wasn't wearing panties with a few teasing fingertips. Whenever Jade seemed ready to ask a question, Sylvia silenced her with a kiss and a squeeze.

Before long, the attention and the late hour and the hypnotic sound of the car driving had lulled Jade into something almost like a trance. She cuddled against Sylvia, making contented soft noises now and then and giggling whenever Sylvia tickled or teased her.

But all the time, she made sure to keep Danny alert by letting him see her look at him, gazing at the bulge in his pants, shifting her weight so her leg rubbed against his and her already super-short miniskirt rode up fractions more of an inch.

They'd been driving for some time now. Jade was semi-dozing against Sylvia, when the redhead draped an arm over Danny's shoulders and leaned close, her breast pressing against him as he drove. "So, not much further is it? I mean, we've got a lot to take care of, you and I, before the sun rises." She kissed him on the ear, letting her tongue linger a little bit as she sighed against his cheek.

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Danny had handled himself surprisingly well during the drive back home. To have two buxom beauties sitting in the front seat next to him would have been distracting enough. However, their scantily clad bodies, combined with the little playful contact which had Jade squirming in her seat, had caused Danny to divert his eyes from the road on numerous occasions. If it were not for Sylvia constantly reminding him to keep his eyes on the road, they'd surely be sitting in a ditch right now; even though Danny concluded that wouldn't be so bad after all.

"So, not much further is it? I mean, we've got a lot to take care of, you and I, before the sun rises."

Danny knew there wasn't much further to go, and assured Sylvia they'd make it there shortly. However, again he was confused. They had already partied at the club well through the night and into the after-hours of the wee morning. Surely, there couldn't be too much time until the sun cracked the horizon and brought with it the promise of a new day. Hadn't she come here to spend the remainder of the weekend, albeit one whole day, with him? He wasn't sure if he'd last long, after being up all day, and through the entire night.

He laughingly wondered if she would turn into a pumpkin, or maybe yet, be a vampire who couldn't stand the light of day? Nevertheless, despite his questioning mind, they pulled into the apartment complex, and weaved their way through the maze until Danny parked the car. "We're here," he announced, Sylvia's elbow nudging Jade into consciousness. By the time Danny greeted them on the other side, the women were out and eager to get inside. He took each girl by the hip and pulled them close to his, as he moved towards the steps.

The girls were giddy, giggling and making comments as their hands began roaming all over Danny's body, already beginning to undress him as they climbed the steps and moved down the hallway. "Ssssshhh. We can't wake the neighbors!" It seemed so cliche after what Danny had done in the club. If he could have, he'd have stopped right there on the steps and fucked the women silly, or he'd have them on their knees in the hallway sucking his now swollen penis.

It was a struggle, but Danny managed to open the door, just before the trio spilled in and tumbled to the floor. Limbs were entangled within pieces of soon-to-be discarded clothing, mouths latching onto the nearest body part it could find, and fingers, pinching, probing, and pulling whatever their hands could reach.

The tumultuous play had grown rather raucous, and in between heaving breaths, Danny managed to guide the women towards his room, warning that they ought to keep it down, because Barrett was most likely sleeping.

Somehow they managed down the narrow hallway. The small bathroom was directly in front of them, Barrett's room to the right, and Danny's to the left. "Ssssshhhh," Danny hissed just before pushing the women towards his bed, shutting the door behind him.

Within a few short seconds, Danny was on the bed with Jade and Sylvia, picking up where they had left off in the living room.

 

[Pywakit]

Sylvia

Sylvia was almost sure she could smell Barrett a few rooms over; it felt to her like she'd been hunting him for ages, and now that she was so close... she was practically trembling with excitement. Because claiming Barrett would mean more than adding another slave to her collection... it would mean returning to her master's side and, just maybe, finally becoming a full-fledged succubus.

Sylvia and Jade were all but crawling over each other and Danny when Sylvia sat up on her knees at the end of the bed. She was naked from the waist up now, her top lost somewhere between the bed and the front door and her large breasts seemed almost to glow. Her scandalously short miniskirt was hiked up high, but not quite high enough to show off her lips. Jade, on the other hand, was completely naked. Sylvia shot out a hand and grabbed the other woman by the wrist and pulled her into a kneeling position next to her, then leaned in and whispered something into her ear. Jade's eyes widened, and then she smiled and nodded.

Jade slithered down to the base of the bed, laying on her side and watching with eager eyes. Sylvia herself crawled up to lie down next to Danny. She kissed him on the cheek, then reached down and slid the rest of his clothes off, exposing his erection before she lay back beside him.

"I want you to fuck me, Danny," she said, "and while we fuck, Jade's gonna be helping us to keep things nice and wet and lubricated. How's that sound to you, Danny? You want top or bottom?"

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

In the apartment

Barrett lay in his bed, in a semi-conscious state. He had slept most of the day away, recuperating from the intense hangover associated with his bachelor party. He had been thankful for the silence and solitude all day long, giving him the opportunity to give his thudding head some reprieve.

However, the solitude also gave him time to recall the events of the prior evening. There were so many bits and pieces that flashed in his scrambled brain, in between bouts of vivid dreams that he was confused as to what happened and what was just his imagination. There had been so much naked flesh surrounding him, that even he was surprised he had remained true to his beloved Julie.

He thought he heard the door open. He tuned his head and through bleary eyes noted the time on the clock. Barrett blinked several times, clearing the fog from his brain, while listening to his roommate stumble into the apartment. He thought he heard Danny mumble something, but the raucous stumble continued to his doorway and then into Danny's room where the door was closed, rather loudly to Barret's mind.

The small apartment offered very little privacy, the sounds coming through the paper thin walls making it very clear to Barrett that Danny had brought home a guest for the evening. Barrett rolled over and buried his head in the pillow, trying to muffle the sounds coming from the other room. However, as the minutes seemed to drag on, the unmistakable activity drew Barrett to a full state of consciousness. By the sounds of the rhythmic knocking on the wall, Barrett was sure, Danny was scoring with one of the local girls.

Much to Barrett's dismay, the erotic sounds, the moans of pleasure, were becoming ever louder. Now that he was fully awake, Barrett realized his bladder wouldn't hold out much longer. Reluctantly, he pulled himself from the bed and entered the hallway, the sounds coming from behind Danny's door, much clearer now.

Barrett couldn't resist the temptation to stoop down and do his best at peeking through the keyhole. He was instantly frozen, not expecting for one minute, the vision he saw through the tiny opening. His hand instinctively delved beneath his pajamas and wrapped around his quickly swelling shaft, as his eyes fixated on the threesome action unfolding on Danny's bed.

Barrett's hand flexed around his cock, squeezing and releasing in a steady tempo. There on Danny's bed, Barrett could see the naked ass of a blond beauty perched between Danny's legs, while yet another naked pussy was gliding up and down along Danny's cock. It looked like the blond was licking Danny's balls and cock, while occasionally focusing on the filled pussy when it enveloped Danny's length.

It wasn't long before Barrett's pajamas had slid off his waist, now gathered around his knees. Barrett's hand was quickly gliding along his shaft in unison to the fucking his roommate was receiving. As if on cue, Barrett's cock exploded unexpectedly, at the same time Danny's cock seemed to swell and throb, filling the hot snatch riding his pole. Thick ropes of Barrett's semen rocketed from his cock, splattering onto the door and the carpeted floor. Barrett pulled his eyes from the scene, embarrassingly staring at the mess he had created.

Barrett fell back into the bathroom and settled upon the toilet, his pajamas still tangled around his ankles.

 

[Pywakit]

Sylvia

Sylvia tossed her head to the left and right, back and forth, her tits swaying hypnotically in Danny's face as she reveled in the sensation of his cock and Jade's tongue working at her pussy. She could feel him growing more ragged, could hear his breathing changing, and knew he was about to come... but then, when the scent of semen filled the room to her hyper-sensitive nose, it wasn't from the man below her. The scent came from somewhere else... just outside the door.

Sylvia had only a second to process this before Danny's come bloomed inside her, the closer scent of his seed overwhelming that unexpected secondary whiff. She cried out loudly in delight as she felt him filling her and ground against him, forcing every bit of his semen out of him before she slid off his body and off the bed.

"Keep him busy," she whispered in Jade's ear. Then, turning to Danny, "I'm gonna go clean up in the bathroom... Jade's gonna take care of you for a moment, cutie. Get you nice and ready for another round with me if you like..." She blew the dazed and panting Danny a kiss as she watched Jade descend on his cock, then slipped out of the room.

The scent of fresh come was strong out here, and as she closed the door on the two in the bedroom beyond, she saw the spatter on the door and the puddle on the carpet. She squatted, then ran a finger up through the spatter on the door. Still warm. She touched the wet tip of her finger to her tongue, then smiled. She could actually taste Barrett's desire for her in his seed, mixed delightfully with his waning devotion to his fiancee.

Sylvia stood, sniffed, and saw that droplets of come and the thick scent in the air wound around the corner and to the bathroom. Her smile widened, then she put on her best innocent face and walked up to the door. Her luck was with her; the door was unlocked and she quickly opened it and stepped inside.

And froze, a look of mock surprise on her face as she saw Barrett sitting on the toilet.

"Oh!" she said, feigning innocence, despite the fact that she was completely naked and still had Danny's come splashed on her thighs. One hand went to cover her sex and the other draped across her nipples, hiding them from his view. Yet if she played her cards right, her feigned shame and embarrassment would start to reel Barrett in. "I... I didn't know you were in here... I was just going to grab a quick shower..."

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

At the apartment

Danny couldn't withstand the sensation of Sylvia's clenching muscles milking his cock, while Jade's mouth was keeping everything lubricated with a wet warmth. His cock exploded deep into Sylvia's womb as she drained him of every bit of energy he had left. In the midst of his mind-blowing orgasm, he could have sworn that Sylvia had sprouted wings and a snake-like tail that whipped as wildly as her head as their mutual orgasm hit a crescendo. But as his senses regained, all was normal, except that now, per Sylvia's instruction, Jade seemed to think it was her turn to share in the experience her dancing partner had enjoyed.

Danny's eyes rolled back in his head as Jade's mouth engulfed his slick spit rod, cleaning him, keeping him wet, and keeping him hard! Danny was sure he was gonna die tonight. At least he'd go with a smile on his face, and a hard cock! He barely noticed that Sylvia had left the room, now being totally consumed by Jade.

Meanwhile, in the bathroom, Barrett sat on the toilet, trying to regain his composure after relieving himself. Suddenly the door popped open, Barrett suddenly realizing he hadn't locked the door. Like the beautiful figure standing in front of him, Barrett also clenched his knees together, his hands covering his crotch, trying to preserve some dignity. He didn't realize the ridiculous nature of his actions, his most intimate parts already hidden within the toilet.

He looked at the woman standing there, and immediately recognized her. Barrett's eyes widened, seeing the very same stripper that had been consuming his thoughts ever since the bachelor party. He thought it a little odd that she would cover herself like she was. She was a stripper, and he'd seen her completely nude already!

But the realization was also a slap in the face. His roommate had just fucked her! The thin trail of fluids could be seen running down her inner thigh. A strong twinge of jealousy surged through Barrett at that moment.

Even though only a few seconds had passed, it seemed like an eternity as the two stared at each other, tension filling the air, neither saying a word. Finally, the raven haired beauty opened her red lips, Barrett's mind imagining their use for something other than talking.

He could feel the rush of heat burning his cheeks, the awkward situation, truly embarrassing. He nodded and craned his neck towards the direction of the shower, figuring it best if she stepped into the shower before he got up off the toilet. Besides, there wouldn't be much room left if he stood, his rock hard cock getting in the way.

Barrett was afraid to say anything. He waited for the stripper to step by him, his flaring nostrils taking in the unique scent of her freshly fucked aroma. She stepped into the shower and started cleansing herself, though she kept the curtain open, giving Barrett an opportunity to watch her. Sylvia never took her eyes off of Barrett the entire time, seemingly trying to invite him into the shower to join her.

Barrett couldn't stand it any longer. He bolted nervously from the toilet, out of the door and back to his room, to engrossed in his turmoil to even notice the cries of continued pleasure still coming from Danny's room. Safely in the solitude of his room, Barrett found himself imagining being with Sylvia sexually. However, he pushed the images aside, constantly reminding himself that Julie would be coming over tomorrow morning!

JULIE! Barrett bolted upright in his bed, a sheer look of horror and dismay plastered across his face. Julie would be here in the morning, and there were two strippers in his apartment. She'll be pissed! How could he explain this to Julie? A cold sweat broke out as he began to fret about the pending scenario.

 

[Pywakit]

Sylvia

For a moment, she thought she'd had him by taking a shower in front of him, but just as she was sure Barrett was about to climb in with her, he instead bolted out of the bathroom, leaving the door open. Sylvia sighed in exasperation, then shivered at the draft of air left by the open door. She finished her shower and toweled herself dry. She paused to admire herself in the mirror for a moment, then used a comb she found there to straighten her long hair, now dark red with the water. She bundled it up in a towel, then wrapped another one around her chest, letting it fall down to her thighs.

Back out in the hall, it was obvious that Jade was still going strong; no need to step back in there yet. So she crossed over to the door that led to Barrett's room. She was tempted to try the door, to find out if he'd bothered to lock this one, but decided that the innocent route was still her best bet.

She knocked softly on the door. "Barrett?" she called. "It's me, Sylvia. We met at the club... I... I'd like to talk to you. To apologize for that little bit of embarrassment we just had. Can I come in?"

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Barrett

Barrett was bunkered down in his bed, the blankets twisted about his body. He was shaking uncontrollably, unsure of himself at this very moment. He tried reassuring himself that he hadn't done anything wrong! But he knew Julie all to well! It would be impossible to explain two beautifully proportioned women in a tiny apartment with two men! Even if Barrett tried to explain, there was no way she'd ever believe him! Surely, she'd be so repulsed by the idea that Danny came home with two women, that the story would be unbelievable in her eyes.

He could feel the beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead as the worries seemed to mount exponentially. Then suddenly, the little bubble that he had created was violently popped by the knocking at the door.

"Barrett? ... It's me, Sylvia. We met at the club... I... I'd like to talk to you. To apologize for that little bit of embarrassment we just had. Can I come in?"

Sylvia? Of course he knew who it was! And even though they met at the club, it was the activity that went on back in the hotel room that had him most worried. He still didn't have a clear recollection of what transpired at the hotel that night. Nor could he explain the red strands of hair neatly woven around the base of his erect cock when he awoke in the morning. Embarrassment? How could the bathroom incident be any more embarrassing than what had happened in the hotel room the night before?

Uh! ... Um! ... I ... uh, I guess so! ... Sure, come in!"

Barrett blinked his eyes several times, rapidly, wishing he could have kicked himself. Instantly, he knew what he should have said. "I don't think right now would be a good time. Maybe some other time." That's what he should have said!

Now Barrett was faced with a whole new world of troubles. He was thankful for the blanket which he hid under, for it also hid his instant erection. His eyes darted down, just to make sure he wasn't showing a tent. He drew his knees up to his chest, keeping the blanket around his neck as Sylvia stood there in the doorway.

The two towels did nothing to hide the ravishing beauty that struck an erotic and alluring pose in the doorway. The one about her head was already coming loose, and the tight red ringlets peeked through, droplets of shower water cascading off her smooth shoulders. The towel about her torso was stretched to its limits, barely enough to conceal her more than ample assets, the makeshift knot tucked tantalizingly between her heaving bosom.

Sylvia stood there, with pleading eyes towards Barrett, silently begging him to invite her in further into his room. His eyes, however trailed along the towel that covered her breasts, seeing how it parted as his eyes moved lower, exposing her taught, dancers abdomen. But what took his breath away, was that despite Sylvia's efforts to hide her breasts beneath the towel, she made no attempt to conceal the fresh, smooth, hairless pussy clearly on display beneath the super-short hem of the towel.

As Sylvia leaned against the door jamb, she twirled her knee in a manner that forced Barrett's eyes to focus on the slick petals, as she made herself more and more visible to him. She had placed a finger to her mouth and made like she was innocently, nervously, chewing on a nail.

Barrett's mouth was instantly dry and parched. When he opened it, nothing but air escaped. His voice was stolen away, unable to speak, he sat there on his bed, watching as Sylvia seductively swayed her hips, and mesmerizingly closed the distance between the door and his bed.

Barrett wasn't sure how, but she seemed to move from the door to his bed without moving her feet. Nor could he explain, where the two towels had disappeared to.

Visions of the night before were once again flooding his brain as Barrett's eyes beheld the naked beauty of Sylvia once more.

 

[Pywakit]

Sylvia

Sylvia slowly closed the door behind her with the heal of her left foot, further giving Barrett a glimpse of what the towel didn't hide. And only a few seconds after the door clicked shut, both towels were gone and she was on his bed, kneeling at the foot of it facing him, her hands planted on the mattress between her spread thighs as she leaned forward toward him.

"I'm sorry I barged in on you like that, Barrett. I really should have knocked."

Her right hand slid out then, her fingers taking hold of the blanket by his ankle.

"I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. That was never my intention. That was the furthest thing from my mind."

She was tugging at the blanket now, and it was slipping from Barrett's nerveless fingers, sliding off of his body.

"You have to let me apologize to you, Barrett. You have to let me make it up to you."

The blanket was now in a useless heap to the side, leaving Barrett naked in front of her. Her eyes darted down to his waist, where his position only partially hid hid erection from view.

"You don't even need to do anything, Barrett. Just lay back, and let me apologize to you..."

She smiled as innocently as she could, waiting to see if he would accept her invitation.

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Barrett

"Julie! Julie! Julie! Think of Julie! Remember Julie! What about Julie?"

Barrett's mind was screaming loudly as the naked bombshell crawled upon his bed. His mouth was open, yet no words ... not even a peep of a sound ... seemed to escape his mouth. The only thing that could be heard was his labored breathing.

The blanket that had been covering him and his embarrassing erection was now somewhere on the floor, discarded like a piece of useless clothing. How it got there, even he couldn't determine. The rosiness color that flushed his cheeks and face, matched the warmth that was building in his loins.

There she was, between his knees, practically hovering over his cock, talking to him. Sylvia may have as well been speaking in a foreign language, because Barrett didn't comprehend a single word. The hypnotizing stare froze him motionless.

"Oh boy! Here it goes! I can't stop it! I don't know if I want to stop it! this is here and now. Deal with Julie later!"

The little imp on his shoulder coaxed into his ear, proudly swishing its devilish tail, convincing Barrett to just let the professional woman do her magic. He hadn't chased her down. He didn't pursue her. He wasn't going to marry her. He was just a man ... a man with needs ... a man whose blood had drained from his brain and settled into the mushroomed tip of his cock. All he had to do was just sit there and let Sylvia do what she wanted. He didn't have to even say a word!

So Barrett succumbed to the inspiration provided to him from the horned imp whispering into his ear. He sighed heavily, eyes still glued to hers as he did his best to try and relax, to try and enjoy the moment for what it was ...

 

[Pywakit]

Sylvia

She smiled, then lowered down onto him, taking his cock between her lips, letting it slide into her mouth so the underside of his shaft glided along the top of her tongue. Her long crimson hair slid as well, spilling over his thighs as she began to suckle him, making soft murmuring sounds of delight as his dick filled her mouth and slid into her throat. She held him there for a moment, then slid up until only the head of his cock was caught between her lips. He tasted incredible.

As she began sliding back down his shaft, she slid her hands up his belly and onto his chest, pressing against him so that he laid back onto the bed before she reached down to run her fingers through her hair, revealing her face to him as she bobbed on his cock. She glanced up at him, making eye contact as the blowjob continued. One hand slid down to hold him by the root, to guide him up into her mouth, while the other slipped under to gently massage his balls. The sucking sound of oral sex was growing louder as her work grew more primal, more forceful. She could feel him twitching against her lips and tongue, could see his chest heaving with ragged breaths. He wouldn't last much longer, but she didn't want his seed in her mouth.

She slid off of him, leaving his cock bobbing and at the very edge of orgasm, glistening with her spit. "Now that you're ready, it's time for me to thank you for real," she said quietly as she slid up above him, straddling him, her sex poised just above his wet cock. She reached down and held him by the root again, and keeping eye contact with him, slowly began to lower herself, impaling her sex on his hungry dick.

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Barrett

Barrett was mesmerized; held captive by the mere gaze of the ravenous beauty before him. Her naked form, in all its perfection loomed before him, her glistening lips wrapped delicately around his shaft, the glistening saliva reflecting the mere moonlight that filtered into the room through the slitted curtains. The friction of her lips as they slid over his glans, combined with the tight suction of her hungry and voracious mouth only intensified his desire for her.

All thoughts of of his soon to be betrothed Julie had vanished into the sparkling aura that surrounded the stripper that was about to ignite his cannon. Her talents surely equaled, if not surpassed, her beauty. Barrett was not one for holding out. All the teasing and arousal he had endured the past two days had been way too much. Even his accidental discharge on Danny's door did nothing to quell his premature release. The all too familiar twitching began in his toes and traveled quickly along his inner thighs, his muscles beginning to spasm as the cauldron holding his seed began to boil.

But alas, Sylvia had other plans; plans that Barrett was unable to object to. His voice, still lost to some unseen force, he merely lay there watching as she gripped him tightly at the base, choking off his release. There was no misunderstanding the look in her face, their eyes never once breaking contact, not even for a blink. With precision and practiced ease, never once letting go of his prized member, nor losing contact with his eyes, Sylvia managed to climb atop of him, her limber, gymnastic moves, positioning herself so her flowered petals hovered directly over his stinger.

She had spoken words, words that Barrett barely heard, barely understood. He was a mere magnet, drawn by some invisible force towards her, destined to unite, to copulate, to fuck like wild banshees!

She had begun to lower herself down unto his spear, but with all restraint now gone, Barrett thrust his hips into the air, puncturing the furrowed folds, penetrating his prick into her pink pussy. The only thing preventing Barrett from ramming his full length into Sylvia, was her death grip around the base of his cock.

Sylvia kept the grip tight, despite his efforts, waiting until the pressure eased, the boiling substance, cooling to a rolling simmer, before she released her grip. Now with the imminent threat of release temporarily put at bay, Barrett found his shoulders pinned to the bed as Sylvia placed her hands there, slowly easing her slick, clenching muscles over his length. Her rippling muscles cascaded along his solid steel rod, pulling him deeper and deeper into her insides until he was fully embedded in her.

There was no denying Barrett the pleasure any longer. His hips dropped down to the bed, only the tip of his flared crown remaining inside Sylvia's velvety grip, before he lunged upwards once more, this time slamming his full length into the sweet honeyed confines of her love nest.

Animal lust consumed his entire being as he humped savagely, trying in earnest to drive his full length into her repeatedly, eagerly trying to bring himself to that cataclysmic plateau he had been harboring on only minutes earlier. His eyes were wide pools, open, exposing his inner soul to the creature above him. And as he fucked, humped, and bucked, Barrett became hypnotized by the orange flicker dancing in her eyes, slowly transforming into the raging inferno, matching the burning and yearning sensation consuming his entire being.

His pores opened up, beads of perspiration began flowing in rivers, mingling with the clean crisp sparkling beads trailing along Sylvia's curves. Her slick opening, coating his shaft, her copious fluids streaming freely over his tightening sac, tickling the perimeter of his ass.

The pleasure was intense, and then as if he had exploded from the inside out, Barrett began seeing bright, blinding flashes of light. His eyes, rolling back into their sockets as the molten lava pressed against the gates of release. In the small lapses between the bright white lights, the vision of loveliness above him seemed to have transformed. A shadowy figure ... wings ... flailing tail ... long spiked talons ...

"Aaaaaaarrrrgggghhhhhhh!!!!

Barrett slammed his eyes closed! Finally breaking the grip Sylvia had held him under, his cock shuddering and thundering with every racing beat of his heart, spewing his entire insides out. His voice, returned to him for that brief outcry, Barrett exhaled, every post orgasmic twitch sending volleys of thick trailing comets deep into the recesses of her hungry cavernous clutches.

Barrett collapsed back onto the bed, his heart racing, his chest heaving, gasping for much needed air as his eyes once again focused on the captivating beauty still joined with him at the hips. And as it was when it all began, he once again lost his voice and his soul, feeling himself drift into the ever-widening pools of blackness within her eyes...

 

[Pywakit]

Sylvia

The sensation of his come exploding into her body was more powerful than Sylvia had anticipated. The raw power of his pent-up desires combined with how long she'd been working at getting him to come inside her caused her to momentarily lose her grip on her form, and for what certainly wasn't more than half a heartbeat her true form threatened to reveal itself.

Yet she maintained her control, and after Barrett had emptied himself completely, he slumped under her, shuddering with the afterglow of his explosive orgasm. She was tempted to wet her lips on his blood there and then, but at the last moment she held back. He had come inside of her, had succumbed to her seduction, but had not yet professed his love for her aloud. It would not do to forget that final crucial element this close to success.

She collapsed onto him, then, feigning exhaustion at his masterful lovemaking. She clutched at his cock, still rock-hard inside her, with her pussy, and showered his chest and neck with soft kisses as he caught his breath.

"I am so happy, Barrett," she said in a soft voice. "I wanted to be with you like this from the first moment I saw you at the club... I could tell you weren't like the other men there... you were... you are something real. Someone with a future. Someone who I knew could make me complete." She kissed him on the lips, then hugged him tighter. "This is perfection, Barrett. I don't want to lose you. I can't bear the thought of it... do you feel the same about me?" Her voice held a hint of a tremble now, as if she were near tears. Hopefully, this would be the last little bit she needed to coax his love from him, and as she said that, she clutched at him with her pussy once again.

 

[ThePhoenixMan]

Barrett

Barrett was lost in the post-orgasmic bliss of his release, his racing heart taking forever to slow to a reasonable pace. The captivating woman who had seduced him was no longer a figment of his imagination, but a real living person, attached to him at the hip, the clutching of her velvety inner lining gently squeezing his spent shaft.

The words flowed from her mouth, a song to his ears, gentle praises and complements he was not accustomed to hearing. Mesmerized within her trance, Barrett nearly succumbed until ...

"Oh god Danny ... FUCK ME HARD!"

Jade's screams from the next room broke the reverie and momentarily snapped Barrett from the spell he was under. The crimson color of his embarrassment flushed his cheeks, and Sylvia's words were lost in the moment.

As difficult as it was, Barrett finally took some initiative of his own and rolled Sylvia onto her back, his cock still gripped within her unyielding pussy. Now atop of her, he silently raised and lowered his hips a few times, easing his length back and forth within the slick opening. Her grip had loosened, and when it did, Barrett pulled out.

"Excuse me. I'll go get a towel." He apologized and disappeared back into the safety of the bathroom where he gathered up a clean towel and cleaned the obvious signs of his indiscretion. The reality of what just happened finally settling in. Julie was due to show up real soon! There were two strippers in the apartment. One of the naked strippers was in his bed, with his cum leaking out of her pussy!

He needed to get things into perspective as quickly as possible, and there was no denying that Barrett did not sleep that night. He needed to take appropriate measures, and make them quick. He splashed some cold water on his face before returning to his room. There he was greeted by the naked girl sprawled invitingly across his bed, her anxious eyes and pouty lips attempting to draw him in again.

"Look! Sylvia? What happened was absolutely fantastic! But as you know, I am about to get married. As a matter of fact, she's due to show up any second now. I just can't do this. ... I, uh ... I would really appreciate if you and Danny, and the other girl ... um ... you know? ..."

Barrett was stumbling again, unable to form the words that needed to be said. In the middle of his pleading there came a sharp knock at the door!

"DAMN! She's here now! Oh shit! ... BE RIGHT THERE!! ... Oh my! ... Okay, don't move! You stay right there! ... GETTING DRESSED! HOLD ON!"

Barett scrambled nervously, hurriedly opening a drawer, slipping into a pair of tight denims without any underwear on. He cursed, contemplating whether he should take some time to actually put underwear on, or just hurry on out! ... Another knock on the door ... "COMING!" ... His eyes pleaded with Sylvia for some understanding and sympathy ... Another drawer opened and he yanked out the first polo shirt he could find ... Another knock on the door ... "Barrett? Danny? Are you guys okay? C'mon, open up!" ... Barrett was frantic, dousing himself with a fragrant cologne, masking the unique musky smell of sex that had drenched him earlier. He was halfway to the door when the knocking became more persistent.

However, when Barrett opened the door, he was confused to find Julie standing there with a rather squalid looking man. He looked strangely and vaguely familiar, yet Barrett couldn't place his face. He was extremely pale, almost grayish, and his eyes were sunken deeply in their sockets. He looked like Barrett felt, like he hadn't slept in years!

Barrett stood motionless, unable to regard his fiance who was equally confused by this strange man's presence. Julie was ready to go into a tirade inquiring why Barrett wasn't ready to go as promised, but the stranger's presence was uncomfortable. She looked at Barrett, expecting him to provide some answers.

"Um, can I help you?"

In barely a whisper, seemingly having to strain to find his voice, the man spoke, "I'm here for Sylvia!"

Barrett's jaw dropped as he made the connection. It was the bartender from the strip club Danny had taken him to. All hell was about to break loose ...

 

[Pywakit]

Sylvia

Sylvia sighed in frustration as Jade cried out. She had an urge to tear into the other room and kill the bitch there and then; she was SURE that Barrett was about to confess his love to her, and now that chance may have passed for good.

And when her mind cleared from the bliss of his seed inside of her, she realized that things had grown even more complicated than that. She heard Nick's voice in her mind, and suddenly realized that her thrall had not come here on his own. He'd brought Barrett's fiancee with him.

For a split second, Sylvia wanted to scream; to revert to her true form and tear all of these damn humans to ribbons. But then she got ahold of herself. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then got to work. She dressed quickly, getting the black shirt and matching miniskirt on and situated, made a few quick adjustments to her hair to bring it more or less in control, then paused for a moment to absorb the come inside her pussy, taking it in to empower her magic and to prevent it from leaking out and down a thigh at an inopportune moment. Finally, she left the room, snatching up the small black leather bag that contained the bondage gear where she'd left it in the hall as she moved out into the foyer to join the three already there.

"Nick!" she said in a tone that carried relief in it. "I'm glad you made it. I'll need your help to get that maniac under control..." She turned to look at Julie, as if seeing her for the first time. She was beautiful; she could see what Barrett saw in her. Sylvia did her best to soothe Julie's concern and confusion with her own gaze, letting her magic work through that gaze and hoping to ease the other woman's emotions for the moment.

"You must be Julie," she said. "And let me just say right off the bat that this isn't what it looks like. Danny, well, he got pretty trashed and invited me and a friend back here, and the two of us have been trying to get him to sober up and pay us what he owes us so we can get back home, but Danny's being something of an ass." She turned to Barrett. "I'm so, SO sorry to cause all this trouble. You've been a saint putting up with us and understanding what's going on; Danny's lucky to have such a devoted friend."

She turned to Nick. "Nick, if you'll help Barrett keep Danny under control while you gather up Jade, I'll stay here with Julie and get my things." She turned to Julie again. "We'll be out of your hair quick, don't you worry."

Sylvia hoped things would work the way she planned. If she could only get Julie alone for a few moments... she thought that she could do something that might just trick Barrett into confessing his love to her. It was sneaky and underhanded, but she thought she could pull it off. Provided she could manage to change her appearance to match Julie's quickly enough before Barrett figured out what she was up to.