0 comments/ 27890 views/ 2 favorites Angels By: SexyJennaInk "That woman is going to give me an amazing orgasm," the tiny redhead beamed. "She's perfection." "An angel," her friend grinned as she began to saunter off. "Where you going?" The taller girl shrugged. "Somewhere." "Don't want to see the show?" the younger girl frowned. "It's not that," her friend cringed. "Too many fuckin kids everywhere. I'm going to take a walk. You enjoy your woman." The redhead grinned. "Oh, I will." * * * "Wake me up inside, wake me up inside," she shouted, her fist pounding. "Call my name and save me from undone." "Baltimore," the woman onstage grinned. "Baltimore, you rocked my world!" The crowd cheered wildly at the young woman as she ran toward stage right. "We're going to say goodnight...and we love you! Ya'll rocked!" "Fuckin ay!" the redhead smirked. A tall male standing beside her in the crowd chuckled. She turned to meet his glowing blue eyes as the crowd began to thin and slowly dissipate. He was laughing at her, eyeing her; and it freaked her out. Her attitude set in, she prepared for the fight. "You like?" he purred. "Dude, just fuck off, alright?" she hissed. He shook his head, his low, sleazy laugh causing her to cringe. "You like Amy?" She loathed the way he prounced the woman's name as though it were a disease, an infestation of youth culture. Amy. "Why?" she gritted her teeth, balled her fists. He took a step back and gestured for the girl to relax. "Manager here, calm down." The redhead frowned. "And?" He smiled back crudely. "Miss Lee would like to meet you." "And I'm Britney Spears' plastic surgeon," she growled, turning and walking away. "Miss Andrews, it would behoove you to listen to what I have to say," he called. How does he know my name?, she thought as she spun on her heals and nearly punched the large man. * * * "Ms. Andrews, meet Miss Lee." Lili stared in awe at the tall, raven-haired woman, the centerpiece of many of her rabid fantasies. The woman reached out her hand and smiled warmly. "Nice to meet you . . . " "Lili," the redhead giggled. "I'm Lili." "I'm Amy," the dark-haired temptress grinned. Lili nodded. "I asked Stuart to invite you back here," Amy spoke softly, matter-of-factly. "I saw you in the crowd and I was drawn to you." Lili simply gawked. Amy laughed. "Not like that. You knew every word and..." "I'm a big fan," Lili blushed. "I can tell," Amy smiled assuringly. Lili blushed a deeper red. "Anyhow, Ben and I were talking and I decided that you would be perfect for my experiment." Lili raised an eyebrow as she slowly sipped her Powerade. "Let's talk," Amy smiled as she lead Lili further into the backstage maze. * * * "I'm not interested in the pit," she cooed into his ear as he twisted a long lock of her newly dyed hair. "What are you interested in?" he grinned. She licked her lips slowly, offering a quick glint of the silver inside her mouth. "That's an interesting question." He smirked and leaned closer to her warm body. "Is it, now?" "It is," she giggled. "One which we'll have to discuss back at your hotel." He nodded, stood, and offered her a hand. "Where are we staying tonight?" she smiled. "Up the block," he smiled. "Radisson, Room 113." "I hope we don't wake anyone," she blushed. "Cause I intend to keep you up all night." * * * "Wait," Lili pleaded. "That's my friend!" Amy watched as the tiny redhead bounded after a buxom, dark-haired girl. The girl was clinging to a familiar-looking, dark-haired male who appeared to be roughly the same age. The couple's hands traveled freely over one another's bodies, leading Amy to believe they were indeed an item. A hot one at that. "I'll call you," Lili smiled as Amy approached the trio. "Hello," she smiled. "Hi," the girl smiled warmly. "You're Amy." "That I am," Amy nodded. The man blushed. "I have a major crush on you." "Shut up, doofus," the girl laughed and slapped him. "You're mine." Amy laughed and extended her hand. "You're?" "I'm Jenna," the young woman reciprocated. "This idiot is Joel." The male nodded. "I had my management get me passes to the show, but then I chickened out on approaching you." Amy shrugged. "I'm quite approachable." "She is," Lili nodded. "I'm just a loser," Joel smiled as his cheeks reddened. "Yes, you are," Jenna laughed and tugged on the man's arm. "Nice meeting you," Joel smiled. "And you, Lili." Lili waved as her friend dragged the man away. "They're interesting," Amy smiled as they watched the couple climb into a taxi. "How long have they been dating?" Lili laughed loudly. "They're not. She picked him up." Her eyes met Amy's intense blues and both girls erupted into laughter. * * * "Just an experiment," Amy offered, her intense blue eyes shimmering. Lili nodded. "Just an experiment," Amy continued, crawling across the large bed. "An experiment between you and me." Lili grinned. "I'll use you, Lili," Amy purred, pushing errant strands of hair from the tiny girl's face. "And I'm sorry for that." "I want you to," Lili cooed. Amy grinned, leaning down to kiss Lili's lips softly. "I just need to know." "I can show you," Lili pleaded. "Let me show you." Amy nodded and kissed the other girl yet again, this time, more feverishly; more passioned. "You're beautiful," came a soft whisper, causing Amy to blush brilliantly. "So are you," the older girl cooed. "So beautiful." Lili blushed at this, but continued to slowly push the other girl's long strands of hair from her face. "I want you, Amy," she cooed. "I want to touch you, I want to taste you. I want everything you have to give." "Everything," Amy cooed in response as she allowed Lili to slowly remove her bra. Lili nodded and worked her tongue in a tantalizingly slow circle around Amy's pale pink nipple. The older girl shuddered, and began to sob Lili's name softly. "Sing for me," Lili pleaded. "Sing my name, Amy." As Lili slid lower and placed her lips to Amy's core, she heard the other girl inhale sharply and sigh wantonly. "You're an angel," Amy cooed. "Lili, you're an angel." Lili grinned and reached her tongue toward Amy's clitoris. She flicked the nub of flesh slowly, causing Amy to shudder beneath her. Kneading the flesh of Amy's thighs, Lili worked the moist folds between her lips and tongue, nibbling erotically and feasting hungrily. When Amy began to beg her for everything, Lili knew the other girl had reached her peak. "I love you," Amy had offered in the heat of the moment. "I need you." * * * "You're home late," Jenna smirked. "And looking quite....What's the word I want?" "Fucked!" Joel grinned as he padded to the refrigerator naked. Lili raised an eyebrow and questioned her friend. "He stayed the night," Jenna shrugged. "So?" Lili danced on air as she walked past the naked male and reached into the refrigerator to grab a bottled water. "That woman is an angel," she cooed as she opened the bottle. "And I think I'm in love." Both Jenna and Joel looked at the girl questioningly. Lili blushed. "I got a number." "You're my idol!" Joel admitted as he padded back to the bedroom with a tub of ice cream. "Mine too!" Jenna grinned, hugging her friend. "And you owe me all the details tomorrow." Lili blushed a deeper red. "And I think you owe me some too." Jenna giggled and motioned toward her bedroom. "I guess I do!" "Tomorrow," the two girls said in unison. "Tomorrow," Lili grinned as she turned to walk to her bedroom. Angels "You have ten seconds." the angel says. "10...9..." I don't stay to hear any more. I don't have the time. How does one escape off of the fifteenth floor without flying? Good thing I have wings. "Ready or not, here I come!" he sings. The door splinters as he kicks the other side. Time to make my exit. I take a deep breath and dive through the window. Shards of glass rip my fragile skin, but I ignore the blood for now. Escape from certain death now, heal later. I rise quickly through the clouds, wishing I had my coat. it may be ninety degrees on the ground, but it's closer to fifty up here. Plus wind chill. I've gotten icicles on my eyelashes before. The angel rockets after me, sword in hand. A sword. Seriously. How do I get myself into these situations? "How dare you steal from me!" he screeches. I look down at the pouch containing a bejeweled egg that I found on my way in. Oh yeah. That's how. Hey, a girl's gotta eat. I swoop around a building and crash into another angel. Damn, this day keeps getting better and better. He grabs me by the throat and I break his wrist. He meets my eyes smiling and I pale. I know who he is. Izual is an archangel, and one of the coldest killers of the fallen. No one ever mentioned that he's gorgeous, though. Probably too busy cowering in fear, which is what I should be doing. I stare at him in open mouthed horror, too shocked to think of an apology. "Thank you, my lord, for apprehending the thief." the other angel pants. Izual barely spares him a glance. "Leave us." "But-" Izual turns the full power of his cold blue eyes to the spluttering angel, and he quickly departs. Smart man. I wish I could leave. Izual gives me a slow once-over and smiles wider. He snaps his wrist back into place. "How good of you to run into me. It saves me the trouble of hunting you down." he says. His voice is warm, rich, lightly accented. Oh, that can't be good. I'm close to the bottom of the food chain. There's no reason in hell (pardon the pun) for someone like him to hunt me down, unless I did something serious. Unless he found out that I was mixed. My eyes dart from side to side, calculating the chances of my escape. Things don't look good. I'm built for speed, not direct confrontation. He holds his hands out, palm up, in the universal symbol of unarmed and peaceful. Not that he would need any kind of weapon to kill me. I fold my wings in and drop like a stone straight past him. I don't take any chances with distance. I get far enough down that he won't be on top of me and fly off, sacrificing my usual pretty moves for more speed. On a side note, angels are not built like falcons. We're built like humans with wings. Aerodynamics pretty much missed us by. He tackles me in the air and I yelp. I take deep breaths and fold my wings back in, making my body heavier and less likely to catch the updrafts. He actually smiles and just hugs me to him. I growl and he tucks his head under mine, making sure I can't bite. Izual takes us to the ground and sets me down gently. I don't relax when he steps away from me. This is all a set up, somehow. "We know what you are." Izual says. My heart sinks despite my previous suspicions. My life is basically over. If the council knows about me, that I won't be able to live long. They'll hunt me down. He steps forward and pins me to a nearby tree. I stare up at him hopelessly. Should I fight, or just give him my throat now? Maybe it will be less painful if I just give up. He growls softly and kisses my pulse. I flinch back, but there's kinda a tree in my way. "Relax, child. I am not here to kill you." he whispers. Oh, good. I try to shove him away and he growls again. "I would not suggest that you test my patience." "Get the fuck off of me." I answer flatly. Izual laughs, and suddenly I'm drowning in heat. My hands ache to touch him, and I want nothing more than to strip and offer myself to him. I shake my head, trying to clear it, and he laughs again. "I am an incubus, and I can make you my slave with just a simple touch." he purrs. I open my mouth to argue and he brushes his hand over my cheek. My knees nearly buckle and I whimper. "Please." I whisper, and the sensations stop. I jerk back away from him as far as the tree will let me. "You are coming home with me." he orders. I laugh shakily. "Fuck you." I snap. He smiles against my skin. "I hoped you would say that." Izual murmurs, and he sinks his fangs into my skin. I hit my head against the tree, and everything goes black. My lashes flutter as I regain consciousness. What on Earth happened? Did I fly into a tree again? Izual walks in and I jump back, pressing my back to the headboard so hard that it hurts. He glances down and I jerk the blanket back over my naked body. How did I get naked? I glare at him, forgetting my terror. "You have been unconscious for days, child. Someone had to clean you." he steps toward me and I flinch. He growls and jumps up onto the bed, so that he's mere inches away from me. "You act like a frightened child." Accurate, but I doubt that I should tell him that. "What day is it?" I ask instead. "September third." he answers, settling in against my body. I force myself to stay perfectly still. More than a week past my eighteenth birthday. Still a child by angelic standards, but an adult to humans. He rolls over onto his back and offers me his throat. My mouth waters, but I don't move. I'm still afraid that this is all a trick. Letting me feed from his throat is a compliment, and damn near an honor. Why would he offer that to me? "Drink." Izual orders. I still remain stationary. He growls and grabs me by the hair. I yelp as he jerks me down to him. The scent of his blood makes me moan. I lick his pulse, trying desperately to resist. "Drink." I sink my fangs into his throat and feel his blood spurt into my mouth. He tastes amazing. I swing my leg over his waist and straddle him. He grabs my hips and I yelp. "I offered you blood, not sex." he growls in my ear. I try to jerk away and he rolls over on top of me. He pins me to the bed, my mouth still fastened on his wound, and I groan. "Don't." I beg. Izual raises up just a bit. "What do you think I am doing?" he asks. I blush and he shakes his head. He bites my throat lightly and I cry out. "Breathe, child. I will not take advantage of such innocence." Innocent. Ha. I resist the urge to argue with him, because I would like to keep his clothes on, if not my own. "I don't suppose there's any chance that you have some clothes I could wear?" I ask. "I can find something, surely." he mutters. He gets up and I dive back under the covers. He shakes his head at me and digs through his closet. I see mostly black, and not much else. You would think someone with centuries to live would try to get a bit of variety in their wardrobe. Hell, everyone's too terrified to make fun of him, even if he did look ridiculous. I stare at his wings and fight the urge to straighten his feathers. I still want to touch him. I hug myself tightly. Izual throws me a t-shirt and I blink at him. I can't run around in just a t-shirt all day. He walks out of the room, and I slip into it. Oh well. Guess I don't have a choice. Shit. I flop back on the bed for lack of anything better to do and Izual walks back in. "You never did tell me what you wanted." I comment. He stares at me until I blush and look away. I study the room intently. The only exit is the door that he entered through. The closet looks well stocked and organized. No bathroom. The room is done in chocolate and muted blues, for a surprisingly nice effect. Maybe he let one of his prisoners decorate before he ate them. "I am supposed to either kill you or breed with you to produce a trainable male angel." he says dryly. I consider this for a moment. "Then kill me." He shakes his head and sits down on the edge of the bed. "I have to keep my promise, and that means taking care of you." He reaches out to brush the hair from my eyes and I jerk away. "I don't need anyone." I snarl. He studies me for a long moment before leaving the room. This time he doesn't come back, and I'm inexplicably miserable. He's deadly and temperamental. I should want him far, far away from my delicate body. I may be near immortal, but I can still feel pain. Instead I just want to curl up in his arms and feel his warm body pressed to mine. I shift uncomfortably, trying to get away from his scent, but the entire room is saturated by it. I fall into an uneasy sleep and dream of him for the first of many nights to come. Angel's Abduction Angel was a local freelance photographer working for a local paper. She was doing a story of natural wildlife and decided to do her shoot up in the Blue hills, about 20 miles from her house. Angel was walking on the nature path, about a mile from the road when a man wearing a ski mask grabbed her and wrestled her to the ground. Angel screamed, but no one could hear her, she was just too deep in the woods. The man forced her left arm behind her back and handcuffed her wrist. Angel screamed and tried to kick him, but he was just too powerful. He grabbed her right arm, forced it behind her back and secured the cuff. He sat on her back and wrapped a cloth around her eyes to blindfold her. He wrapped another around her face, in her mouth to gag her. He stood Angel up and led her off the trail. Angel still tried to scream and kick at anything with the hope of connecting. He stood behind her and fastened a rope to her cuffs. The rope was then thrown over a tree limb and fastened tightly pulling Angels arms up high behind her back. Bent over, she felt a rope being tied around her left ankle. She was almost pulled off balance as he pulled her left foot outwards. Again she felt a rope on her right ankle pulling her legs apart and secured tightly. The man then walked behind her grabbing her ass through her khaki shorts. He stood close behind her, grabbing her wrists. The man un-cuffed her right hand, and with one swift pull of a rope, pulled her arm above her head. He then again cuffed her left wrist to her right. Angel stood there sobbing into her gag. She knew that she was at his mercy. Angel could hear the birds in the woods singing, a truck going down the highway, over a mile away, but couldn't hear the stranger that had abducted her. After a couple of minutes, she heard the leaves rustle. Footsteps, she thought, or maybe a animal? She struggled at the restraints, but they were just too strong. Angel managed a muffled scream as she felt a hand against her back. She felt the cold steel against her skin and the sound of her blouse tearing as he cut her shirt from her body. Slowly, he cut off her blouse in several little pieces. He unhooked her bra, then ran his hands around to the front and lifted the bra over her beautiful breasts. Angel felt his hands barely touching her, almost tickling her nipples. She felt one strap cut, then the other as her bra fell to the ground. He lifted her breasts gently from behind, squeezing softly and playing with her nipples. Angel fought the feeling of being aroused, but her nipples didn't lie. His hands gently touched her stomach to the top of her shorts, then undid the top snap. Angel again felt the cold steel on the outside of her right thigh. She felt the pressure of his hands on her bare skin as he cut through the fabric. He finally fought the waistband and her shorts fell down her left leg to her ankle. He knelt between her legs, running his hands up the inside of her thighs to just the inside edge of her panties. Angel bit down hard on her gag as he touched her hard between her legs. He got up and walked behind her. He tugged on her panties, then she felt the steel as he cut them free. Her panties fell around her left ankle and Angel stood there, totally naked, (except for her shoes and socks) Angel heard the automatic winder on her 35mm camera as she stood there totally helpless. She knew she was being photographed. He knelt between her legs and teased her right labia. He wiggled it back and forth with his finger, then the left. Angel felt herself starting to get wet as she felt his tongue now teasing her labia. Her senses were heightened. She felt the gentle breeze between her moist legs, The sun beating on her firm breasts, and his tongue licking faster and faster on her now wet pussy. Angel grabbed the rope above her head as she felt her knees getting weak. He kept on licking, then sucking on her clit. Angel screamed at him to stop, but was only muffled by her gag. He worked his head up and down using his chin to rub her clit as he licked vigorously. Angel felt herself matching his moves until he slid two fingers deep in her pussy and wiggled them. She tried to stop herself from coming, but it was too late. Angel bit down on her gag and filled his mouth with her sweet juices. He sucked harder and licked up every drop as Angel got weaker with every lap of his tongue. She moaned "no" as he pulled his fingers out slowly leaving her there exhausted. He pulled her lips apart and barely touched her sensitive clit. He did this over and over until she felt herself building up again inside. He squeezed open her butt cheeks and started fingering her forbidden hole as he continued to tease her hard clit. Angel moaned as one of his fingers slid in. He probed her ass, fingered her pussy and sucked her clit as she exploded for the second time. She had never came like this before. She could smell her wet juices filling the air and her cum running down her leg. The man got up and walked behind her. Angel almost collapsed as she felt the rope holding her up give way. He bent her over forward as she felt her lips being spread wide from behind. He thrust his hard cock into her sopping wet pussy banging her ass with every stroke. Her legs were so far apart and she was so off balance that she could not match his strokes. Angel felt him deep inside, three more strokes, then felt his hot cum on her ass and back. He wiped his cock on her ass and between her lips, then heard him run away. Angel felt around and realized that the rope on her wrist restraints were no longer connected. She pulled off the blindfold, then the gag. She tried to compose herself, then untied the ropes on her ankles. She pulled at the rope wrapped around her cuffs with her teeth to untie the simple knot. Her clothes lay around her, cut to shreds. Even the shorts around her ankles were useless. She grabbed her car keys and camera, still handcuffed, and ran towards the road. She still felt vulnerable, out in the woods, handcuffed and naked. Angel could still feel her wetness as it ran down her thigh. She walked very slowly at the edge of the woods towards her car. As she approached her car, she saw her boyfriend, totally naked holding the handcuff key. He smiled at her and asked, "Bet you got some great pics, huh?" Angel was angry, relieved and sexually fulfilled. She goes hiking with her camera quite often now.