The Succubus

[Bill525]

Closed for Veroe​

IC: Bill Anderson

Bill had been living in Crescent City for his entire life. Since he was younger he imagined the excitement of being a police officer in the city. He used to picture himself driving around in a cop car, chasing bad guys and saving the day. It was what pushed him into heading to college as a criminal justice major. All he ever thought about was serving his community and doing the right thing. While at college, he met the girl of his dreams. Jessica was perfect in his eyes, and it was easy to see that she would be the woman he wanted to marry.

After graduation Bill and Jessica moved in together and he began his training at the Crescent City police academy. He felt like his life was perfect. After graduating the academy he had his dream job, and hoped he would make a positive impact. Quickly Bill moved up the ranks, making his way to detective. Also, in his personal life, he married Jessica and settled down to start a family. He could not imagine anything better. He was with the woman of his dreams and doing a job that he loved. What else could be better?
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Today was so much different. Crescent City was still thriving, but so was the crime within the city. Bill had been elevated to a lead detective, and felt like he was not making the same impact that he was before. As he sat in his office, he looked through the file. The disappearances were rising, and the dead bodies were growing as well. This case was a mystery, and it went through two other detectives before finally landing on his desk.

He looked through the file, all the victims men. The cause of death had not been determined and it was a mystery. He read through the reports and nothing jumped out at him. The other part of the case that concerned him was the missing citizens. All men, all with one similarity; they all were part of the downtown party crowd. He read through interviews with family and friends and noticed that trend. They all frequented clubs, bars, and strip clubs in downtown Crescent City. He sighed as he knew he may be able to get some answers at those places.

As he sat back in his chair he picked up the phone and dialed his wife. "Hey babe, yeah it is going to be another late night. I have to go answer some questions on a case. Don't stay up..... it is going to be late when I get home...... yes, I love you," he smiled as he hung up the phone. It was already late for him, 9:00 pm, but he had to get to the bottom of this mystery.

He left his office, wearing a navy blue button down shirt, a tie, grey dress pants, and a belt. He had his gun on his hip and his badge on his belt. As he climbed into his car, he took his gun and badge off and put them in the glove compartment. Going to the club as a cop would only cause individuals to be nervous. Instead he decided to head in and see what he could find out as a patron.

The club of interest was Pearl Night Club, one of the clubs that was known for many different things. Drug deals, prostitution, you name it, and Bill was sure the club had the reputation. He parked the car down the street and began to walk down the dark streets. He heard the loud music from Crescent Cities party district. As he arrived at the club, he waited in line until he made his way up to the bouncer. He showed his ID and was let in, no one the wiser that he was a police detective.

As he entered the club the first thing he noticed was the loud music and the crowd. This place was packed and no one seemed to mind. This was a place that Bill would never be caught dead in. Yet here he was, walking his way through the club. Bodies pressed against each other, individuals dancing, people drinking, and the music pulsating through the entire place. He looked around, wondering where to even start. He find an open spot at the bar, and figured that may be a good starting spot. Bartenders sometimes were willing to talk if he came across as trustworthy. He walked up to the bar and leaned against it, waiting for the bartender to make her way over toward him.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Ana'aqasjrah (Ana)

Ana was hungry tonight. She wanted a meal. The satisfying kind. Preferably young and muscular and stupidly reckless-okay maybe gorgeously hot too-if she was going to be picky. A boy who'd count his lucky stars when she let him take her home tonight. Then she'd hold him down on his own bed lick and savor every inch of his strong body and ride him hard all night long. She wasn't a monster afterall-well not an uncaring one anyway-she'd take and take and take his energy with every orgasm he spent into her insatiable body, but she'd make his final hours an experience he would treasure for the short time before she took the last drop of life energy he had to give to her. Then as morning came she'd strut off onto her life among her prey fed and satisfied leaving a withered and dried up corpse until the next time she became hungry again.

She did not do any of this out of malice of course. It was just her nature. She was a Succubus. She was a predator, and these hapless and hopeless mortal creatures she lived among were her prey.

Tonight she was in her black minidress that hugged every contour of her body, thin enough to reveal the outline of the barely-there at all thong underneath. Also she wore open-toed heels high enough that made the back of her legs taut and her ass stick out accentuated with a purposeful gait that swayed that stuck-out ass in a hypnotic fashion as she strutted through the nightclub's doors.

People began to look at her. People did when she was around though most only could remember the great pair of tits or the ass of a goddess or the legs that went on and on and on. Few focused on her face, which was just fine with her. The fewer people that could link her to the new life she was building in this city the better.

She walked to the dancing crowd and began to peruse the selection on tonight's all you can eat smorgasbord. She saw with more than just her eyes. Everyone had an aura and each one made that person's life an open book to her. Sifting through the crowd she began to dance with the dancing people. This one was on ecstasy, the redheaded jock had herpes, This one had erectile disfunction at 22, that was so sad. It was an age where wild oats should be sewn. Ana did not want to work that hard for a good meal so she just turned away from him and began dancing with another boy. Of course his girlfriend took issue with that. To avoid a frustratingly annoying argument she just shrugged and walked off.

She almost fell to despair. where oh where could a succubus find a decent cock in this town.

Exasperated she strutted over to the bar. Alcohol did nothing for her, but she needed a quick break before going back out onto the prowl for her next meal.

She ordered a cosmo from the bartender and took a sip looking at the people and reading the auras of the patrons at the bar and there he was sticking out like a sour thumb. Loved his wife, worked too hard, and cared deeply over the health and well-being of the town he was guardian over.

When one was a monster, like her, it did well to steer well clear of knights in shining armor. Of course Ana was not one to follow the path of wisdom. Intrigued, she sauntered over to him cosmo in hand. Perching her delectable rear on the bar stool next to his she turned and regarded Sir Lancelot.

"Aren't you in the wrong place," She asked him.

 

[Bill525]

IC: Bill Anderson

Bill stood at the bar, disappointed at the lack of service. Sure, he did not belong in a club like this. He could sense the patrons, many of them drunk, some high on drugs, others just looking to escape their every day lives and let go. Bill was not one of those people, he liked his life. He did not want to escape it. Sure, he worked long hours and that caused some stress in his home life. However, it was stress that he was willing to bare, knowing that what he was doing was for the greater good. Finally the bartender came over and he grinned, "Whiskey and ginger please...." he asked as she moved away to make his drink. As she returned he paid her and picked up the glass.

As he turned to look out at the club, he noticed the woman walking over to him. She was incredibly attractive, and he felt his eyes drawn to her. He was not one to ever gawk or think about another woman, but something about her was mysterious. As she slipped into the bar stool next to him, he smiled as she spoke to him.

"The wrong place...... yes, I feel like I am..." he grinned as his eyes met hers. He felt relaxed in her presence, but also intrigued. It was a dangerous feeling, but he trusted himself with anyone. He sipped his drink as he leaned against the bar while looking at her. "What are you doing in a place like this?," he asked.

His wedding ring was still on his finger. It was something he normally did not leave one when he was working. However, something about the club he was going to made him feel like he should leave it on. He did not expect for a woman to come up to him, but he wanted to make sure everyone knew he was taken. Not that it would matter in a place like this, however, he hoped it might deter a few patrons. The woman who sat next to him did not seem to mind, and if he was being honest, he did not mind a little company in that moment.

"Do you come here often?," he questioned. He knew he had to get a few answers on the case he was working. He was unsure if this was a wild goose chase or not. However, he was going to do everything in his power to at least attempt to get some answers about what was going on in his city. He felt his eyes drift off of hers for a moment, sliding down her body as he felt the urge to check her out. He knew it was wrong, but that did not stop him.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Ana

When one was a monster, like her, it did well to steer well clear of knights in shining armor. Of course Ana was not one to follow the path of wisdom. Intrigued, she sauntered over to him cosmo in hand. Perching her delectable rear on the bar stool next to his she turned and regarded Sir Lancelot.

"Aren't you in the wrong place," She asked him.

"The wrong place..." The man mused, "...yes, I feel like I am..."

She lifted the cosmo to her lips for a small sip eyeing the older man and reading his aura. She couldn't tell specific details, but she could gain a general sense of the man.

"What are you doing in a place like this?," he asked.

Her lips quirked in a wry smile. "I'm looking to get laid tonight."

"Do you come here often?," He pressed.

She nodded, "Once or twice. I'm new in town."

She straightened as his eyes drifted down her body letting him get an eyeful. She lifted a hand waggling a finger pointing up. "My eyes are up here, mister."

When he looked back up her smile was more playfully teasing rather than full of reproach, "Like what you saw?"

She set the cosmo back onto the bar and reached out tapping a long black painted fingernail on the wedding band on his finger. "Does she know you're here mentally undressing younger women, or is that the two of yours kink? Will you go home tonight and make wild passionate love to your wife thinking of me and the other girls here?"

Before he could answer she got up from the stool and began to saunter back towards the dancing throng on the dancefloor. "I'm going back in. Watch my drink for me, Mr. Kinky."

She added an extra amount of sway to her hips as she walked away from him and felt his eyes on her ass.

 

[Bill525]

IC: Bill Anderson

"I'm looking to get laid tonight."

That was the response to his first question, and part of it took Bill by surprise. He was not sure why a woman being so forward would catch him by surprise. Especially seeing the place that he was in, however, it was something he was not expecting. He smiled a bit at her answer and responded, "Well, guess you are in the right place for it...."

"Once or twice. I'm new in town," she responded to his second question.

His mind took a mental note. New to town, means she may not have much information on the case he was investigating. However, the two men who have disappeared from this club had been two of the more recent ones. He tried to remember when they went missing, but his mind could not focus on the case. Not with the gorgeous stranger in front of him. As his eyes drifted down her body he felt himself checking out her curves. The thought of her body being much better then his wife's ran through his head. He felt himself beginning to think other thoughts when he saw her finger and heard her next response.

"My eyes are up here, mister." she said playfully. "Like what you saw?"

He felt his eyes quickly move up to look back into her own. He sighed, "I am sorry, that was not very gentleman like of me...." he said with a playful smile. "I guess I got carried away with where I was..." he responded as he watched her set her cosmo onto the bar and reach out to tap his wedding ring with her long black nail.

"Does she know you're here mentally undressing younger women, or is that the two of yours kink? Will you go home tonight and make wild passionate love to your wife thinking of me and the other girls here?," she said.

He sighed, feeling her finger on his ring, his eyes looking at her perfectly painted black nail. "No.... she does not know..... and I am sure she would not approve," he said softly. "I apologize again, I am not here to undress you with my eyes...." he admitted. The good guy in him coming out as she got up from the stool. He watched as she sauntered back towards the dance floor as she asked him to watch her drink for her. He sighed as he felt his eyes staring at her ass, watching her hips sway almost hypnotically as she headed to the dance floor.

Bill felt the urge to follow her, head out onto the dance floor and let himself give in to the temptation she was presenting. Yet another part of him made him want to stay at the bar. He finally decided to stay, watching over her drink as he sipped his own. He turned back to the bartender, making small talk. Asking about the club and some of the patrons. He was fishing for information but not coming up with anything.

When he looked back at the dance floor his eyes found his new friend. He watched her as she danced with a few people, her movements completely sexual. He could not take his eyes off of the way her body moved. He had never openly checked out another woman before, but everything about her was perfect. That should have sent off a red flag, but instead, it clouded his judgement.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Ana

Before he could answer she got up from the stool and began to saunter back towards the dancing throng on the dancefloor. "I'm going back in. Watch my drink for me, Mr. Kinky."

She added an extra amount of sway to her hips as she walked away from him and felt his eyes on her ass.

She went into the dancing throng and let the music wash over her. She loved dancing. She was a dancer after all...well the exotic variety of dancer, but she loved dancing of all kinds-always had-even in hell where the only music was the screams of agony or anguish from the damned and tormented souls in lake of fire.

Luckily now that she was on the mortal plane she had music in abundance. Did the mortals not know how lucky they were that they were blessed with the ability to make such a wonder as music and treat it as so mundane and commonplace amongst themselves.

She breathed in, even though she didn't technically need to breathe to live. She exhaled and let the music penetrate inside of her, possess her body, letting its rhythm and beat dominate her movements like she was its slave . In a way when she danced the music fucked her-made her body its willing bitch.

She could feel Mr. Kinky's eyes on her as she danced. He was not her preferred meal. For one thing seducing a good man like him to cheat on his wife was a whole lot of work. Her usual bread and butter-more than just figuratively there-were the young cocky womanizers that would jump at the chance for a one-night-stand with a hot uninhibited girl such as Ana.

Still...her mouth quirked up as a positively wicked idea came to her mind.

She had learned that when she danced to pull on the reins so as to not reveal just how uninhibited a succubus and her specifically truly was. This one time she decided to give Mr. Kinky a show he'd jack off to whenever his wife was not around to service his needs.

Niall Horan's On the Loose began playing and she let the music flow through her showing the sultry and wild sex-demon inside.

Her hips began to roll and swivel on their own as the music took over, shifting her weight. She bent over at waist in a move from her stripper routine where Mr. Kinky got a eye-popping veiw of her ass as it rocked to the smooth beats of the music.

Her minidress was short and this position and the motions of her ass pulled it up so Mr. Kinky got eyeful of the bottom of her asscheeks and the barely-there thong. She felt other eyes on her-hungry eyes, but this dance was for him alone. She straightened back up quickly flipping her hair wild fan in the motion as she spun off further into the crowd.

I know what she's like
She's out of her mind
And wraps herself around the truth
She'll jump on that flight and meet you that night
And make you tear up the room

Yeah, she loves when everybody's watching
She knows the way her body moves
She loves the way they all crawl back when she says
That she loves nobody else but you

She's on the loose (she's coming, she's coming)
She's on the loose (she's coming)
She's coming for you
She's on the loose (she's coming, she's coming)
She's on the loose (she's coming, she's coming for you)

She'll dance in the dark
A real work of art
Her eyes could burn down the room
So get out while you can
You don't understand
She doesn't know how to lose​

A blonde boy with tattoos crawling up his widely muscled arms caught her as she spun into him. A quick glance over his aura told her he was exactly her type. The player and womanizer type. He was a drive through fast food happy meal compared to Mr. Kinky's low and slow cooked fine dining experience.

Her arms wrapped around his neck as she looked deep into the blonde's hungry eyes, but her mind was on Mr. Kinky's eyes instead.

The music mover her body sinuously like a snake as she hung off the smiling blonde.

Yeah, she loves when everybody's watching
She knows the way her body moves
She loves the way they all crawl back when she says
That she loves nobody else but you

She's on the loose (she's coming, she's coming)
She's on the loose (she's coming)
She's coming for you
She's on the loose (she's coming, she's coming)
She's on the loose (she's coming, she's coming for you)​

She spun around to grind her ass into the growing tent of his jeans the song reached its bridged. Her head tipped back resting on his shoulder and staring up into the strobing lights above as her hands took his and guided them up the front of her body over her swaying midriff and up to the swell of her bust. She pushed his fingers over her breasts and smiled when he obligingly gave them a good firm squeeze. Her own hands left them there as she reached behind her to grip his ass and pull it into the grinding motions of her own.

She'll run with your mind and pull you in tight
Then trade you in for something new
I know what it's like, I fell for it twice
And now I'm just warning you

She loves when everybody's watching
She knows the way her body moves
She loves the way they all crawl back when she says
That she loves nobody else but you​

Ana spun back around to stare deep into his eyes again as her leg hooked over his hip and she ground her hungry sex into that tent. Her hands held him by the wrists and her fingers squeezed-not enough to crush his bones which would have been trivially easy for her-just enough to feel her greater strength than hers and get the endorphin rush from the split second of pain before she relaxed her grip.

She loves when everybody's watching
She knows the way her body moves
She loves the way they all crawl back when she says
That she loves nobody else but you

She's on the loose (she's coming, she's coming)
She's on the loose (she's coming)
She's coming for you
She's on the loose (she's coming, she's coming)
She's on the loose (she's coming, she's coming for you)​

She stepped back laying her hands over his shoulders and sliding them down lowering her rocking her hips into a crouch before him as her hands roamed freely over pecs, ribs, abs, belt and beneath that... She was face to face with that tent in his jeans she'd been teasing throughout this whole song now. Looking back to Mr. Kinky to make sure he was watching as her thumb traced over it.

She's on the loose
She's on the loose​

As the song reached its crescendo she turned back to the blonde's tent. She leaned in lips puckering. The kiss was brief...barely a whisper against the denim's fabric before she shot back and smiled to the blonde happy meal. Then turned her back on him and returning to her waiting Cosmo and Mr. Kinky.

She took the cocktail and downed in one long swallow. Putting the empty glass down onto the bar Ana gave Mr. Kinky a seductive smile followed with a playful wink. "Thirsty work."

 

[Bill525]

IC: Bill

It was a completely surreal situation. Bill was not this guy, he was not the type to openly gawk and stare at another woman. He was happy with his life, he truly was. He loved his job and his wife at home. He never thought about what it would be like to be with another woman, as he only had feelings for the one he committed himself too. However, in this club, tonight, he found himself engulfed in the sexuality that this mysterious woman possessed. Bill was leaning back against the bar, his eyes locked onto her as she moved along the dance floor.

As the next song started, his eyes got a full view of how her body could move. He watched from a distance as her hips began to roll and swivel. He was taken a back, his mind starting to race as he felt his eyes lock onto her. He knew he should look away, it was wrong to watch her like this. However, another part of him began to think that watching wasn't that bad. It was not like he was acting on anything. As she gave him a view of her amazing ass, he felt his cock start to twitch a bit. Sexual urges were rushing into his body as he could not help but let her sexuality tempt him even further.

His eyes were surprised as she found a dancing partner. A blonde young man that seemed more then willing to allow the sexy young woman to move against his body. As she swung around in his arms to press her ass against him, Bill felt her eyes staring at him. He looked into her eyes, and he felt the hunger and lust growing in his body. It was a feeling he had not let himself have for another woman before. Yet, here, in this club, he was staring into her eyes tempted to join her on the dance floor. To let her body show him the pleasures she could provide.

He watched in jealousy as he saw the blonde man's hands groping her bust. Bill wondered how full her breasts would feel in his own hands. His cock twitching even more just at the thought of touching her amazing body. As he got the urge to head to the dance floor to grope her breasts, he saw her turn in his arms.

Now her back was to Bill, however he could see her grinding into the young man. He could see the pleasure on the young mans face as she ground her hips into him. As she dropped down, moving down his body he gasped. Part of him wondered if he was going to witness her taking him right there on the dance floor. The music adding to the moment, so loud and sexy. His senses were on overload. The alcohol he was drinking was buzzing through his system as again thoughts of him giving into temptation entered his head.

As the song reached its end, he watched as she finished with the blonde. Leaving him on the dance floor in complete need. Bill looked into the young man's eyes and could see the need he was feeling. As the young woman moved back towards him, he stared at her body, watching her sway back to him.

As she moved back to the bar, he watched as she grabbed her cosmo and downed it in one long swallow. He sighed at her comment, "That was incredible..." he admitted as he moved to the bar with her. "Would you like another drink?," he said. He was confused, why was he offering to buy her a drink? He knew it was wrong, but his cock was hard in his own pants and he was feeling the growing lust to have her inside of him. The thought of cheating on his wife scared him, but something about this young woman drove him to dive further down that path.

"That poor guy on the dance floor..... I think you left him wanting more...." he said to her as he felt his eyes move over her body. "I bet he was not pleased you decided to just walk off on him...." he said as he ordered her another cosmo, while also ordering himself another drink. As the bartender went to make the drinks, he gave her a weak smile. The look on his face alone could sell him out that he was fighting against the sexual urges that Ana brought out in him.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Ana

She took the cocktail and downed in one long swallow. Putting the empty glass down onto the bar Ana gave Mr. Kinky a seductive smile followed with a playful wink. "Thirsty work."

"That was incredible..." Mr. Kinky admitted to her, and then noticing her empty glass, "Would you like another drink?

"Oh, yes, please," She smiled to him before tapping his own empty glass, "As long as you get another. I hate drinking alone after all."

He nodded towards the dance floor, "That poor guy on the dance floor..... I think you left him wanting more...."

"I know," She laughed quirking an eyebrow and looking back to the dancing throng, "I'm a monster, aren't I?"

"I bet he was not pleased you decided to just walk off on him...." He said paying the bartender for the new drinks.

She laughed with a small wicked glint to her eye, "I'm trying to feel terrible about that, really, I am....how am I doing, Mr. Kinky? Do you believe me?"

She sat down facing the dancing masses, "So how long has it been since you and your wife went out dancing like that? How long has it been since the last time you had an adventure, a shot of adrenaline into your life?"

She turned facing him leaning in dangerously close to him. Her face mere inches from his as she smiled knowingly. "When was the last time you really wanted to do something you knew you shouldn't?"

 

[Bill525]

IC: Bill

As Ana agreed to have another drink, Bill smiled ordering the drink for her. He watched her as she tapped his own empty glass and smiled. "Of course.... I will have a drink with you...." he said as he ordered both drinks. He turned to look at Ana, listening to her as she admitted to being a monster for leaving the blonde man on the dance floor.

I'm trying to feel terrible about that, really, I am.... how am I doing, Mr. Kinky? Do you believe me?," she said to him.

He turned, giving her a doubtful grin. "Believe you? Not in the least.... I think you enjoyed leaving him wanting more..... didn't you?" He stared at her as he turned back to the bartender, paying her for the drinks. When the bartender returned with the drinks, he thanked her.

He saw Ana turning the dance floor. Her eyes watching the people out there. He handed her the cosmo as she asked him the next question. "So how long has it been since you and your wife went out dancing like that? How long has it been since the last time you had an adventure, a shot of adrenaline into your life?"

He saw her turn to face him as he answered, "The last time.... I don't think my wife and I ever danced like that.... to be honest...." he said staring at her. He looked into her eyes as he admitted, "It has been a long time since I have been out to a place like this...... or let my inhibitions run wild..... I am a good guy...." he said softly.

As Ana leaned in dangerously close, he felt her warm breath on his skin. He heard her ask, "When was the last time you really wanted to do something you knew you shouldn't?" He took a deep breath, staring at her, "I am not the type to do things I shouldn't....." he said softly. His eyes on hers, "I bet you are the type of woman that likes to push limits though, aren't you?"

 

[Veroe]

IC: Ana

She laughed with a small wicked glint to her eye, "I'm trying to feel terrible about that, really, I am....how am I doing, Mr. Kinky? Do you believe me?"

"Believe you? Not in the least...." He said with a grin that was full of doubt, "...I think you enjoyed leaving him wanting more..... didn't you?"

Her smile widened wickedly in response.

She sat down facing the dancing masses, "So how long has it been since you and your wife went out dancing like that? How long has it been since the last time you had an adventure, a shot of adrenaline into your life?"

"The last time...." He answered, "...I don't think my wife and I ever danced like that.... to be honest....It has been a long time since I have been out to a place like this...... or let my inhibitions run wild..... I am a good guy...." The last said softly in a whisper.

Ana heard it perfectly.

She turned facing him leaning in dangerously close to him. Her face mere inches from his as she smiled knowingly. "When was the last time you really wanted to do something you knew you shouldn't?"

"I am not the type to do things I shouldn't....." he said softly. His eyes on hers, "I bet you are the type of woman that likes to push limits though, aren't you?"

"Limits," She laughed lifting the cosmo and draining the glass. She set it down empty again. She gave him a wink "Thanks for the drink."

She got up saying, "The answer to your question is: I have no limits." She reached out a hand for him to take, "Come on...dance with me, Mr. Kinky...I promise nothing will happen but you letting go for once and having an adventure."

 

[Bill525]

IC: Bill

The wicked smile that Ana had drove Bill a bit crazy. He had no idea who or what she was, however, he could tell that she was used to getting what she wanted. He sipped his whiskey, seeing her looking out over the dance floor. Her smile letting him know all he needed to know, she loved that the blonde guy craved her.

As he answered her question, he watched her finish her cosmo. He continued to sip his whiskey, feeling his body relax as the strong liquor filled his body. It had been a long time since he had two drinks out at a bar, and these two drinks seemed to be stronger then normal. As she spoke, he felt his eyes look over her.

"Limits, thanks for the drink," she said to him with a wink. He watched as she got up to her feet, turning to look at him. "The answer to your question is: I have no limits, come on.... dance with me, Mr. Kinky...." she said as her hand reached out for his. Bill gasped, not knowing what to do. He tipped his glass back, finishing off his whiskey.

Alarms should have went off in his head. He was there for his job, he was married with a happy family at home. However, he felt his hand slip into Ana's soft hand. He saw her grin as she turned, pulling him toward the dance floor. He did not know what to say as they entered the crowd. Bodies grinding together, people lost in the music and sexuality. Bill sighed as he moved with Ana out into the crowd until they found a spot. "Letting go for once and having an adventure.... huh?," he asked as he looked at Ana as they stood on the dance floor.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Ana

She got up saying, "The answer to your question is: I have no limits." She reached out a hand for him to take, "Come on...dance with me, Mr. Kinky...I promise nothing will happen but you letting go for once and having an adventure."

His hand raised and he placed it in her eyes. Ana's grin was wide and magical as she pulled him from his barstool and practically dragged into the throng on the dancefloor. "You won't regret this."

She stopped in the middle of the dancefloor just as one song ended and the beginning of another was about to start. She spun around as she heard him sigh, "Letting go for once and having an adventure.... huh?,"

She nodded, "That's right. You happily married types become so used to being boring. You need some adventure every once in a while to reinvigorate your souls."

Kelly Clarkson's Love so soft began to play as she reached out taking both of his hands and threading her fingers between his. "Now look into my eyes. Forget everything else around us it's just you and me."

Her body began to sway to the music guiding him to sway where they stood as well. She looked deep into his eyes, reaching out with her hypnotic powers to assist the whiskey's efforts to silence the voices of his inhibitions and his conscience.

Yeah
Every kiss is a door
Can I knock on yours?
Can we knock a little more?
If a touch is a key
Keep on twisting, keep on locking, keep on turning me

Let me in
I wanna be closer to you, let you under my skin
If I let you in
You gotta be careful with it
Let me tell you again, hey​

"Don't think. Don't consider, or hesitate either." She told him staring into his eyes, "Just let the music guide you, control you. Just dance like you've always wanted to dance."

Love so soft, you ain't had nothing softer
Break it then you buy it and it sure gonna cost ya
Love so soft that you can't rub off
You gon' love it if you try it
Got you hooked, now you're caught up
Love so soft, so soft
Love so soft, so soft​

As the chorus started she dropped down her ass swaying to the rhythm of the song like a cobra to the whims of snake charmer. She shot back up pulling his hands to her hips. He could feel her rocking and rolling hips, as well as any belly dancer in the business. Ana's own hands raised up from his hands to lay over his shoulders crossing behind his head. This left very little room between them.

If a thought was the truth
We'd be doing all the kinds of things I know you wanna do
But I need, need to know (need to know)
Will you protect me, respect me if I let you close?

Let (oh, let) me in (let me in, let me in)
I wanna be closer to you, let you under my skin
If I let (if I let) you in (let you in, let you in)
You gotta be careful with it
Let me tell you again, hey​

She suddenly let go and bent backwayrds at the waist one leg raised in an impromptu dip. His reaction was instinctive. The hands at her waist reached under her to keep her from sprawling onto the floor in an unseemly display. She hung there long hair sweeping the floor arms stretched out and still moving to the music. The move had stretched her thin minidress over her sumptuous young body giving him a feast for eyes and imagination.

When he pulled her back upright her raised leg lowered rubbing her inner thighs over his leg as it set back down to the floor. The distance between them was gone now. Ana was pressed right up against him. He could feel everything her body had for the taking and she could feel what his own had to offer. Offerings like the hard erection pressing against her lower body.

As the song continued she slithered against him teasing and coaxing that erection to an even greater and greater point, but she did nothing else. There was still the second half of the song to go and Ana was curious if he'd take the initiative on this dance or not.

"It's your move now." She whispered into his ear.

 

[Bill525]

As the music began, Bill watched Ana turn towards him. "That's right. You happily married types become so used to being boring. You need some adventure every once in a while to reinvigorate your souls," she said as she took both of his hands, her fingers threading into his own. He stared into her eyes as she began, "Now look into my eyes. Forget everything else around us it's just you and me," her soft voice said.

Alarms went off in Bill's head, yet as he stared into Ana's eyes he felt his mind clearing. His eyes locked on her's and for some reason, he could not look away. He felt her hips beginning to sway as he felt the music taking over. He tried to think of what he was doing, however he could not stop staring into her eyes. His body relaxing, his mind focusing just on her.

"Don't think. Don't consider, or hesitate either." She told him staring into his eyes, "Just let the music guide you, control you. Just dance like you've always wanted to dance." Her words echoing in his head, until that is all he could focus on. All he could think of was dancing with her, doing losing himself in the moment. He watched her body move, her hips moving so seductively. He felt her move his hands to her amazing hips and he held her. His hands feeling how amazing she was at moving her hips. His eyes staring at her as her own hands moved around his neck. He moved closer to her, letting himself give in to the moment.

As she let go and bent backward, his hands caught her, holding her up. His hands moving under her, on her lower back and very close to her amazing ass. He gasped as he watched her moved, but then he lost focus. Her thin mini dress stretching, showing off her incredible body to him. He knew he had to stop from staring, but he couldn't help it. He felt his eyes staring at her large breasts and examining every curve as her dress stretched to show her body off.

"Oh god...." he gasped as he felt his imagination running wild. His head filling with images of her naked body grinding into him. He knew it was wrong, he was married, but something about the moment let his mind slip. He could only picture her eyes, not knowing the power she truly held. He saw himself dancing naked with her, feeling the pleasures she could give him.

As he raised her back up, he felt her body even closer to his own. He felt her lower body pressing into the erection that was forming in his jeans. He gasped, as she moved against him, coaxing his erection to get bigger and harder. He knew they were at the club, and he should have felt embarrassed by what was happening, but he was relaxed. Something was keeping his conscious in check.

It's your move now," she whispered into his ear. Part of him wanted to fight the urges he was having, but another part wanted this dance to go on.

Love so soft, you ain't had nothing softer
Break it then you buy it and it's sure gonna cost you
Love so soft that you can't rub off
You gon' love it if you try it
Got you hooked, now your caught up
Love so soft, so soft
love so soft, so soft​

His hands on her hips slid back, feeling her slithering against his hard on. His hands moving to her perfect ass, holding it and pulling her against him tighter. He stared into her eyes, losing himself in the moment as he felt his mouth open. He let out a low groan, his cock throbbing as her movements coaxed more sexual need into him. He felt his mind screaming for him to stop. Something was wrong, and he knew it.

He stared into her eyes, gasping, "God..... what about.... my wife..." he managed to groan out. However, he did not stop his movements. His hips moving against her, grinding his hard on into her. His hands pulling her towards him. His fingertips pressing into her ass through her thin mini dress.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Ana

As the song continued she slithered against him teasing and coaxing that erection to an even greater and greater point, but she did nothing else. There was still the second half of the song to go and Ana was curious if he'd take the initiative on this dance or not.

"It's your move now." She whispered into his ear.

She kept moving showing nothing but the confident air of a Succubus that knew he'd do just as she wanted him to, but in reality she was hanging by a thread here. She wanted him to take the initiative, needed him to make that next step on his own without being dragged there by her. The question of what he'd do in this moment of free will was still very up in the air, and Ana was on pins and needles waiting to find out the answer to it.

His hands let go of her hips and for a split second Ana was tormented at the crossroads not waiting on whether those hands would push her away or pull her in closer.

Then...then those hands reached around her planting over the tight swell of rocking buttocks underneath the stretched fabric of the skirt of her minidress. Fingers squeezed pulling her in tighter against that growing tent she'd been teasing.

If you want this love, got to hold it tight
Never let it go, baby, let it give you life (give you life)
If you want this love, got to hold it tight
Never let it go, baby, let it give you life​

Her eyes widened as he did, staring into his. She let out a soft submissive sigh escaping her lips spread in wide O just a hairsbreadth from his own face. Her hips motions stilled from any exuberant dance moves to the tighter more intimate grind of her sex over his. She was basically dry-humping him. He rocked against her, a mutual simulation of what they both wanted from the other right then and there.

Love so soft, you ain't had nothing softer (you ain't had, you ain't had)
Break it then you buy it and it sure gonna cost ya
Love so soft that you can't rub off
You gon' love it if you try it
Got you hooked, now you're caught up​

"God...What about..." He said in a pleading gasp, "...My wife..."

She didn't respond not in words to him instead Ana let her actions do the talking . One hand threaded fingers through his hair holding his head still so she could close that hairsbreadth of distance between them and seal her lips to his in a full-on kiss. Her tongue pushed inside his mouth to tango with his as her other hand slithered down between their bodies. Experienced fingers found and stroked the tent in his pants.

If you want this love (if you want), got to hold it tight (if you want)
Never let it go, baby (no) (Love so soft, so soft)
(Love so soft, so soft)
Love so soft, love so soft, love so soft (oh oh)
If you want this love, got to hold it tight
Never let it go, baby
Love, love, love
Love, love, love
If you want it, baby
So soft, yeah​

Ana's hand rubbed his erection faster and harder as the kiss lasted longer and longer keeping this moment, this choice he had made, alive between them.

And then the song ended, and the moment was over.

Ana broke the kiss leaving him gasping for breath and took her hand off the tent in his pants. She took a step back from him smiling mischievously. "There...You can go back to your boring life and your boring wife with one solitary taste of adventure now."

She turned and walked out of the club her smile breaking into one of full on wicked satisfaction. She knew how close he had been. Ana had stopped just a second away from Mr. Kinky cumming in his own pants.

She went home her hunt for a meal temporarily delayed.

 

[Bill525]

IC: Bill Anderson

Bill stared into Ana's eyes as he heard her soft sigh escape her lips. His hands gripping her firm, amazing ass as he pulled her into him. He felt her breath on his face as her hips stopped moving to the music, and instead began to grind her pussy into him. His cock was so hard, harder then he had been in months. The need was growing inside of him, and he wanted nothing more then to have release with this strange woman. Bill pushed his hips into her, dry humping her on the dance floor, wishing that they both were naked in that moment.

As his wife popped into his head, he began to sigh. "God..... what about...... my wife...." he breathed heavily before he felt Ana press her perfect lips against his. The kiss sent electricity through his body. His eyes closing as he returned her kiss, his mouth opening to allow her tongue inside. He felt his tongue wrestling with her's as his need and desire grew. He had no idea what Ana really was, or that just her lips alone on his was driving him to want more from her.

As her hand slid between their bodies, he finger her fingers find his hard-on. He gasped as she began to stroke him through his pants. His mind lost in the moment, not even caring they were in public. In this moment all he wanted was to cum for her.

As her hand rubbed his erection faster and harder, he kissed her back more passionately. His conscious was no longer fighting, nor was the idea of his marriage. Right now, the only thing he wanted was this stranger he just met. Then, the moment ended. The song came to an end and Ana broke the kiss and removed her hand, stepping away from him.

"There, you can go back to your boring life and your boring wife with one solitary taste of adventure now," she said before turning and walking out of the club, leaving Bill shocked and horny on the dance floor.

His mind was racing as he raced out of the club, trying to chase after her. When he left the club, his throbbing cock wanting more from her. His blood boiling from the feeling of her lips and the look of her eyes. He had no idea how this strange woman infected his mind, but she did. As the cool air hit his face, he gasped, looking around. She was gone.

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Bill left the club disappointed, his mind on the stranger that turned him on so much. He totally forgot the reason he was at the club. He was supposed to be investigating the recent disappearances and deaths. Yet instead, all he thought about was how bad he wanted to cheat on his wife.

When he arrived home, he took a cold shower, trying to calm himself down. However, being in the shower, his mind drifted to the woman he met. He could still feel her lips against his, her hand stroking his hard cock. Before he knew it, his hand was pumping away hard at his cock. He was gasping in the shower, the image of Ana burned into his mind.

It was like he was in a dream world, he moaned as he felt Ana's lips against his, her hand expertly stroking him. Yet in the shower, it was just him jerking himself off. It was like he was possessed as he drove himself closer to orgasm. As he got closer and closer, all he heard was the stranger saying, "cum Mr. Kinky...... cum for me...."

He let out a loud moan, feeling his orgasm rush to the surface. He came hard in the shower, harder then he had ever cum. His orgasm rocked his body as he felt the relief of it. He gasped in shock at what he just did. He knew it was wrong, but it felt so good.

After cleaning up, he headed to bed. He laid down next to his wife, closing his eyes. He wanted to sleep, but the image of Ana was still all he saw. He gasped as he could not get her out of his head. His dreams filling with sexual thoughts of her. He was lost in a fantasy land as he slept, only seeing all the pleasures that she could give him if he would just give in.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Ana

She went home her hunt for a meal temporarily delayed.

Ana tried to sleep but her mind was on Mr. Kinky. What was he doing now? Had he indeed gone home and fucked his wife thinking of her.

She had to go to work tomorrow at the club. She was a succubus but she still needed to sleep. Yet here she was lying in her bed wide awake.

Fuck it!

She took a deep centering breath and closed her eyes. She let it out as she cast her consciousness outward. It was a good while since she'd done this. The city was full of minds so finding one was like finding a single needle in a mountain of needles, but fortunately she had marked Mr. Kinky's mind when she had hypnotized him at the club.

Slowly she sifted through the multitude of other minds until finally she found him. Mr. Kinky was dim but vibrant. She smiled when she realized he was asleep. A hand drifted down to her sex as she slipped inside of his dream.

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He was dreaming of his wedding day.

It was adorable. His family and hers were all here. The ceremony had gone without a hitch and now everyone was gathered at the reception to honor the bride and groom.

Ana slipped in wearing a dress black as sin itself. She wove through the crowd like wind through the leaves as the bride and groom danced. She passed behind the bride's mother and father beaming with their pride. She turned her head as she did so catching his eye.

When the dance was over the bride and groom sat down as others joined the dancefloor. She slipped around behind them. Bending down her hand brushed over his shoulder. Her lips were an inch from his ear as she whispered two words, "Follow me."

Without looking back at him she began to strut out of the reception hall as their friends and family celebrated their holy nuptials and down the hallway of the church he'd been married in towards the sanctuary. She knew he'd come. None denied the chase, not when the prize was her.

 

[Bill525]

IC: Bill Anderson

Bill finally faded into a deep sleep. It was about time since he thought he would not get the rest he desired. As he laid in bed his mind kept coming back to the stranger he had met at the bar. His blood boiling as he fantasized about another woman more then he had ever done before. However, as he drifted into a deep sleep, his mind cleared a bit.

Bill began to dream about his wedding day, the happiest day of his life. He saw everything so perfectly. The way Jessica looked in her wedding dress, the happiness on their families faces. It was a joyous time for him, and for Bill, this dream was a nice escape from the sexual fantasies he was having about the woman he had met at the club.

The dream was so real, and he felt the joy he had felt as he danced with Jessica. his hands on her hips as they enjoyed their first dance as a married couple, as man and wife. As he danced, he looked around at the faces of his family, smiling as he saw how happy they were. However, all that changed when he saw a different face, one that was not in his original memory.

He saw her as she wove through the crowd, her body being shown off in a black dress that was absolutely sinful. The dress should never be worn at a wedding. Bill found his eyes following her before their eyes met. The glance on its own made his cock jump a bit.

He tried to focus on his wife, but his mind raced, thinking about the sinful woman at his wedding reception. He knew she shouldn't be there, how could she be? As the dance with his new wife ended, he returned to the head table with Jessica. Bill felt his eyes scanning the crowd, maybe he just imagined seeing her. Yes, that had to be it.

However, he felt a hand brush his shoulder. He turned to see her, just in time as her lips moved near his ear and whispered to him, "Follow me."

After those words, she was gone. Bill turned to Jessica and smiled, "I will be right back babe...." he said as he got up, leaving his new bride at the table as he followed her. She was quite a bit in front of him, but following the black dress was easy.

He disappeared out of the reception hall, following her down the hallway of the church. He looked around at the hallway, and every image warned him of the danger he was in. He wondered why alarms were going off in his head, but he kept following, determined to find out why she was here.

As he entered the sanctuary, he saw her standing inside. He looked at her, his eyes traveling over her body, "How are you here? Why are you here...." he asked in confusion. His mind not understanding why a woman he just met is in his dream about his wedding day.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Ana

Without looking back at him she began to strut out of the reception hall as their friends and family celebrated their holy nuptials and down the hallway of the church he'd been married in towards the sanctuary. She knew he'd come. None denied the chase, not when the prize was her.

She left the door open and walked down the aisle to stand before the altar looking up at the cross when he came after her hissing, "How are you here? Why are you here...."

"It was right here wasn't it," Ana asked ignoring his questions and turned towards him, "You were standing on this spot when you made your vows to your wife, weren't you?"

She nodded seeing his reaction, "Good. Then this is where it will be."

She raised her hand and crooked her fingers for him to approach her, "Come here, Mr. Kinky. I want to give you your wedding present."

For the first time she exerted her influence over the course of the dream and the distance between them shortened so he was standing before her in the same place he stood during his wedding earlier that day.

She smiled reassuringly to him, "Do you remember them? To have and to hold and all that?"

At his reaction she nodded and again exerted her influence on the events of his dreams, "Good. repeat them, here and now."

She sank down to her knees and reached to lower the zipper of his dresspants.

 

[Bill525]

IC: Bill Anderson

Bill followed Ana down the hallway, he watched her disappear through a door, which she left open for him. He walked through the door, not shutting it as he noticed the alter she was looking at. She was standing in the place that he married his wife, his mind racing as he asked questions, wondering what she was doing in his dream.

"How are you here? Why are you here....." he asked as he walked closer to her. His mind racing as he heard her sweet, seductive voice.

"It was right here wasn't it. You were standing on this spot when you made your vows to your wife, weren't you?", she asked him. His eyes stared at her as he walked up. He responded, "Yes.... this is where we got married....."

Good. Then this is where it will be," she said as she motioned for him to approach her. Bill felt his feet move as he walked closer to her, right to the spot where he agreed to love his wife forever. "Come here, Mr. Kinky. I want to give you your wedding present."

"What wedding present? Who are you?," he responded as he stood so close to her. He felt the urge to do as she said, like some unknown power was helping to control him. He sighed as he heard her, "Do you remember them? To have and to hold and all that?"

Bill nodded, confirming that he did remember the vows, his eyes moving over the stranger from the clubs body as he watched her. He felt the urge to do as she says as she gave one final instruction, "Good. Repeat them, here and now."

He could not stop, he responded "I Bill.... take thee Jessica, to be my lawfully wedded wife....." he began as he watched her drop to her knees. He gasped, "God what are you doing?" However, he again felt the pull to continue the vows. He felt her begin to lower the zipper of his dress pants as he sighed.

"To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part...." he continued, his eyes on her as she reached into his dress pants. His mind screaming at how wrong this was. However, his cock was throbbing in need. His cock wanted her, ever since the dance at the club. He wanted to feel the pleasures she could provide to him.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Ana

At his reaction she nodded and again exerted her influence on the events of his dreams, "Good. repeat them, here and now."

She sank down to her knees and reached to lower the zipper of his dresspants.

"I Bill.... take thee Jessica, to be my lawfully wedded wife....." He said as she lowered the zipper all the way and reached inside. He jumped at that. "God, what are you doing?"

"Giving you your wedding present, Mr. Kinky," She replied coyly as she exerted her will on the dream again to force him to stand there allowing her to do this and continue reciting his wedding vows.

"To have and to hold, from this day forward," He continued.

She pulled out his cock through the fly of his pants, and gazed at it longingly. It stood partially hard and eager for her attentions. leaned forward puckering her lips to kiss the head.

"For better or worse."

She caressed his thigh with her right hand while her left hand gripped his base. She gently took him from her lips and worked her hand up his dick in a practiced masturbation stroke any teenage boy would envy. She put the tip of her tongue on his ball sack, and licked upwards following her hand. She stroked her hand off his dick and let it fall to his stomach. She ran her tongue upwards in light caresses to the crown before fluttering it over that sensitive place at frenulum just under the rim. The end result was that his cock was now fully erect and ready for her.

"For richer, for poorer," He stammered, "In sickness and in health."

Herr lips parted and took his tip into her mouth, tongue swirling over the sensitive flesh as her hand continued the corkscrew stroking over his shaft.

"To love and to cherish,"

Ana took him further down the shaft as her fingers held and toyed with his testicles. Her head was moving now twisting and bobbing, tongue rolling over him so he felt exactly the right pressure in exactly the right places at all times as she took more and more of him in her mouth. Ana began a wave motion with her throat driving him deeper little by tantalizing little. Finally she touched bottom. She could've taken him all the way to the base with no problem in a heartbeat. She was a master of the techniques of fellatio, so much so she had little chance of gagging on him, but doing it with the wave technique a little bit of his shaft at a time closed and opened and closed the muscles of her throat around him inch by inch and making the whole extended process of deep-throating it an entirely more pleasurable experience for Mr. Kinky.

"Till death do us part..."

She touched the base of his penis with him there seated all the way down her throat, and then she began to really show her skills to Mr. Kinky. She moaned out around him sending pleasurable vibrations through him. Then Ana moved her head around while he was fully seated in her throat. With a corkscrew motion, she unwound her mouth from him, only to take him fully into her again; again and again, unscrewing him from her in a clockwise motion, driving her face onto him, unscrewing her mouth, and burying his dick in her. He might notice her cheek muscles were twitching as she worked her tongue furiously over him as she slowly pulled her face away, and absorbed him inside her mouth and throat again and again and again.

He was close but she exerted her will onto the dream keeping him on the edge unable to come but all too easily capable of attaining higher and higher levels of pleasure far longer and at a far greater degree than he could without her will stopping him from shooting his sperm down her throat right now.

After all this was only the beginning of the wedding present she had for him.

 

[Bill525]

IC: Bill Anderson

The dream felt so real, and as Bill began to speak his vows he felt as if the stranger he met tonight was controlling his dreams. The feeling of her influence over him strengthened as he felt her hand slip into his pants and pull his cock out. He gasped as he spoke, his eyes locked on her lips as she puckered them at him.

"For better or worse...." he began as he felt her hand caress his thigh before gripping the base of his cock. He let out a low groan, his mind racing as he tried to focus on his vows, but instead was losing focus on the woman pleasuring him. He felt her hand stroking his cock, the feeling more incredible then any sexual sensation he had ever felt before. His eyes closed as he felt the sensation of her tongue running along his cock, and fluttering over the sensitive spot just under the rim.

"Oh god..... for richer, for poorer," he stammered, his breathing getting heavier as he continued, "In sickness and in health...."

He felt her lips part as she took his tip into her mouth, the feeling of her tongue twirling around his head drove him crazy. her hand corkscrewing over his shaft only driving his cock to grow harder just for her.

"To love and to cherish," he began as he felt her begin her work. Her head was twisting and bobbing on his now hard cock. Her tongue teasing him as she gave him the perfect pressure in all the right places. He could not believe the pleasures her mouth were performing. His breathing getting heavier as his eyes opened, focusing on the alter.

In his mind, he was lost. He stared at the crosses and religious symbols. He knew it was wrong to give into the temptation that was presented to him, but he did not care. He wanted to bad, just this once. He did not care about his wife, or his vows. He only cared about the pleasure.

"Till death do us part...." he spoke as he felt her throat surrounding his cock. He gasped as she moaned, the vibrations sending pleasure through every inch of him. He felt her head moving, her mouth corkscrewing up and down his cock. The motion continued over and over again, driving him closer to release.

Bill felt a hand drop to her head, gripping her long dark hair. He pleaded, "Oh god.... more.... god yes...." he felt his balls tightening as he got closer and closer to his orgasm. However, suddenly, he felt something strange come over him. The feeling of cumming was close, but he could not explode. He gasped, "oh fuck..... I want to cum...." he begged.
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In reality Bill was thrashing around gently in bed. His cock so hard as he breathed heavy, sleeping next to his wife. His body feeling the pleasure's Ana could provide, but he was laying in bed. However, in his mind he was giving into her. His cock was so hard, tenting in his shorts as he slept, getting further and further lost in the fantasy dream he was having.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Ana

He was close but she exerted her will onto the dream keeping him on the edge unable to come but all too easily capable of attaining higher and higher levels of pleasure far longer and at a far greater degree than he could without her will stopping him from shooting his sperm down her throat right now.

After all this was only the beginning of the wedding present she had for him.

"Oh god.... more.... god yes...." He stuttered in pleasure wrapped panted breaths.

Ana felt his hand on her head and heard his words. Her eyes opened to look up into his and smiled around the dick spearing into her mouth triumphantly. Her hands lowered and she stayed still moving only to the pressure of his hand on her head. Her tongue remained active, swirling and stroking the tip but she made no move to take more of him unless he made her to.

Soon her face was being driven down his length until her nose was mashed up against his body and then back up to the tip and then back down again and again. Soon it was harder and faster. Her hair flew with each dive down and retraction back up. However still it was not enough to push him over that edge.

She heard his words, begging, "Oh fuck..... I want to cum...."

She pulled away and reaching up taking his hand off of her head. "But don't you like your wedding present, Mr. Kinky?"

"It's quite simple," She raised up to face him saying. "You want to orgasm. I want you to earn that reward."

She turned and climbed up onto the pulpit before the crucifix. She smiled looking at the bronze figure of Christ enduring unbearable agony. Ana turned back around to him. Reaching down to tear the split in her dress even higher up her body.

"Take it, Mr. Kinky," She said leaning back to grab the cross right above where Christ's wrists were nailed to it. Her legs parted opening the torn slit in her dress wide with it. He could see she wore absolutely nothing underneath the dress to bar him. She licked her lips waiting for him. "Take it from my body."

 

[Bill525]

IC: Bill Anderson

He felt how close he was to his orgasm. He wanted nothing more then to let her mouth coax out the giant orgasm that was building inside of him. However, just as he felt the release coming, something changed. He gasped, staring down at her wide eyed. He could not cum, something was stopping him. However, instead he felt like the pleasure intensified, and so did his desire.

The pleasure was so much, and he looked down at this fantasy woman as she continued to use her throat to pleasure him. His hand moved to her head, his fingers in her hair as he stared down at her. He saw her eyes meet his, the smile on her face as his dick was still in her mouth drove him crazy. He felt her hands drop off of him, as Bill moved his other hand to her head as well.

Something came over him as she stopped moving, and he began to thrust his hips toward her mouth. His hands pulled her head toward him as he fucked her throat. He gasped, breathing heavily and panting as he got rougher with her then he would ever think about with his wife. His hands gripped her hair, his hips pushing his cock deeper in her throat. He felt her tongue staying active, swirling and stroking his tip to drive him further.

Bill lost control, finding himself pulling her head closer to him. He felt her nose against his body as his cock was deep down her throat. He gasped in pleasure as he pulled his hips back, moving his cock out of her throat before thrusting it hard back in. He did this over and over again, moving faster as he stared down at this woman he just met. He could not believe how turned on he was as he let out a loud moan.

"Oh fuck..... I want to cum....." he said as he felt her pulling away from him. He gasped in disappointment as his cock fell from her mouth as he stared at her.

"But don't you like your wedding present, Mr. Kinky? It's quite simple, you want to orgasm.
I want you to earn that reward," she said as she raised up facing him. Bill wanted to grab her and push her back to her knees, however, something held him still.

He stared as she moved away, climbing onto the pulpit before the crucifix behind her. He gasped at her as she turned to him, staring at him as she tore her dress higher up her body, revealing more of her self to him. "Take it, Mr. Kinky. Take it from my body," she said as she leaned back. Her hands grabbing the cross about her. Her legs spreading to show him that he was completely naked under the dress.

Bill felt the urge to walk toward her, and he did. He moved up to the pulpit, standing right in front of this strange woman. He did not even hesitate as he reached out, grabbing her legs. He moved between her legs as he stared into her eyes.

Something about her eyes drove him further. It was like he was hypnotized by desire. He slid one hand to his cock as he positioned the head near her open dress. He moved closer until he could feel the heat coming from between her legs. His eyes never left hers as he gasped, "I need you...."

It was a simple statement, but he was breaking. He forgot about his wife, the wedding, the fact they were in a church about to commit sin. No, all he could think about was how amazing her pussy would feel around his throbbing, rock hard cock. He positioned the head of his cock near the opening of her pussy, and with a sudden desire, pushed his hips forward. The head of his cock spreading her pussy lips as it entered her.

The feeling was euphoric. Just from his head entering her he could feel the warmth and pleasure in front of him. He gasped as he thrust hard, pushing the rest of his cock inside of her. "Oh fuck yes......" he moaned. His one hand gripping her hip, as his other hand slid down to grab the side of her thigh.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Ana

"Take it, Mr. Kinky," She said leaning back to grab the cross right above where Christ's wrists were nailed to it. Her legs parted opening the torn slit in her dress wide with it. He could see she wore absolutely nothing underneath the dress to bar him. She licked her lips waiting for him. "Take it from my body."

Ana exerted her will and he stepped closer. His cock full and straining by hanging on the edge of orgasming for the last several minutes of oral stimulation from her. Her eyes melded with his as he came upon her compelling him in closer to her until he stood between her legs. His hand holding his cock pointing straight for her sex.

She waited with baited breath as Mr. Kinky's eyes never left hers admitting, "I need you....".

"Take what you need then," She told him, "Take me."

Then he pushed into her pussy and Ana's mouth opened and a long contented sigh let out. He had a hand on her hip and the other took hold of her thigh. Lifting it she hooked her leg over his ass pulling him in close as he pushed in further inside her pussy.

"Yesss….Take it," She panted squeezing around him as he withdrew to increase the pleasure they both felt. "Take it from me."

When he drove into her again she growled, "Deeper...Harder...Make me feel it!"

 

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IC: Bill Anderson

"I need you...." Bill said as he stared into her eyes. Her eyes locked onto his as he felt compelled to break his wedding vows. The moment was too much, his idea of right and wrong out the window. Now the only thing he felt was the extremely lust and need to take this woman he had just met. The lust was building inside of him, as was his need to give her what she wanted and needed.

"Take what you need then, take me," she said to him.

He heard her words and gave in. He pushed into her, his mouth opening as his eyes widened. The feeling of pleasure that exploded inside of him was intense. He gasped loudly as his hand gripped her hip hard. As his other hand took her thigh, he felt her leg hook over his ass and pull him closer. Her power pulling him into her, his cock pushing deeper into her amazing pussy.

"Yesss... Take it, take it from me," she panted as he felt her pussy squeeze his throbbing cock inside of her. He pulled his hips back, before driving into her hard. His mind racing as he stared down into her eyes. His look lust filled as he continued to pull back and drive into her, harder and harder. "God yes...... feels so good..." he gasped in pleasure.

"Deeper... Harder... Make me feel it!," she commanded in a growl as Bill felt his need grow. He gripped her hip harder, as he forcefully began to thrust into her. His cock driving deeper and harder into her with each moment. His mouth hung open, as he felt himself giving into the carnal desires that were growing in him. He forgot about his wife, his family, and his good nature. Instead the only thing he wanted was to pleasure the stranger that he had just met. He cared not that he was sinning in a house of God, fucking her with the cross about them. No, the only thing racing through him was to make her scream in pleasure.

Bill groaned as he thrust harder into her, the sounds of his thrusts filling the church. The undeniable sounds of two bodies fucking hard filling the holy place where he just committed to loving his wife for the rest of their lives.