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Sara's Seduction

By: doddauto



Thanks so much for Kimtacular taking the time to edit this. Hope you enjoy! 

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Sara stifled another yawn and looked at the clock again. 12:15am am. She hoped she could make it until her new boss arrived. Sara was used to getting up early and jogging as the sun came up so this late of an hour was hard on her. It probably wouldn't look too good to her new boss to be sleeping when he arrived.

Sara couldn't believe her luck on finding this job. Just married and fresh out of college, she had sent out applications to all the companies listed in the phone book that did interior decorating but hadn't even gotten one reply. It seemed everyone was laying off instead of hiring. She couldn't believe the phone call from out of the blue, from an attorney of all people, about a possible job. She and her new husband would have free use of the guest house, the pool and a small paycheck every week. A place for her and her new husband Terry to live and to still be getting a paycheck was worth way more than she could have hoped for. All she had to do was oversee refurnishing the main house and help with getting it back in shape. 

She loved the the small guest house she was now living in; three bedrooms and two baths wasn't what she considered small. With several acres of wooded property surrounding the guest and main houses, it almost seemed like she was in the country. She had been working hard for weeks to fix up the main house before Frederic Montabalm got here tonight. But it did keep her mind off missing her husband, or at least helped. 

She had been married for almost a month now, but had only spent about two weeks alone with her husband Terry. She missed him badly, but she knew this was his only chance to follow his dream of being a professional baseball player. He was in California trying out with the Bakersfield Blaze, hoping to become a relief pitcher in the majors. They both knew the odds were stacked against him but he had to give it a try.

They had met in college in their second year and had hit it off immediately. He had been on the baseball team and studying for his MBA in accounting. She had been a cheerleader in her first year but had not tried again as it took up so much of her time. They had gotten married soon after graduation. 

She had been very conservative in high school and college and had only dated a few guys. She had never been serious with anyone before Terry. They had messed around some before getting married and had even had intercourse twice shortly before the weeding day. Now she missed it greatly. She smiled as she thought of their honeymoon. She even knew how many times they had "done it" in the twelve days of honeymoon bliss—twenty seven times seemed like a lot looking back. But she looked forward to Terry returning in ten days to take up where they left off. Sara looked forward to starting a family some day but knew that could wait. They had only used condoms so far and they were both anxious to feel what sex would feel like "skin on."

Sara was 5'8" and went around 120 pounds with sandy blond hair down to around her shoulders. Keeping her hair pulled back into a pony tail she found kept it out of her face when working or running. Running was something she had always loved and had even run track in high school. Her legs were still muscular as she still ran several days a week to keep in shape. Others had told her she was beautiful but she always thought these were horny boys wanting to get into her pants. Her eyes were a beautiful hazel and she almost always had a smile on her face. Having inherited her mothers high cheek bones, pert nose and flawless skin she really was a beauty to behold. She tried not to get too much sun and always used sunscreen. Sara's breasts were the thing that lots of guys noticed first; She was a large B cup and was proud of how "perky" they were. She had very long nipples that always seemed erect. They had caused her much embarrassment over the years, especially when she was wearing a bathing suit. She really preferred to go bra-less, and she could at her new job, as so far the only one she had met at the house was Manuela, the grounds keeper. 

Manuela had been hired a few weeks before her and they had become friends. They usually had lunch together at the big house. She would throw together some sandwiches or a simple salad and they would sit outside on the back porch, talking about things they were doing to get the house ready after being empty for so long. Sara had found out that no one had lived in the house for almost 100 years. It was amazing how well kept it was after that long a time. Manuela was to meet Frederic Montabalm that night, but had called to say one of her kids was throwing up and had a high fever. She and her husband had three kids, all under seven years of age. Manuela worked the evening shift at a local motel so one of them would always be there with the kids.

Sara looked at the clock again and thought it would be hard for her to learn to work in the evenings. The lawyer had told her about Frederic Montabalm's allergy to the sun. He had also requested that special black-out curtains be used over the whole house. She had done as requested, but it was disheartening to see such a beautiful room blocked off from sunlight during the day. The room was large. It had a glass ceiling and two walls composed entirely of windows.

The one thing that was truly special about this room was the electric curtains. At the touch of a button you could open the curtains on both sides and retract the opaque covering for the roof. On a clear night like this you could look up and see the stars and the moon. There had been problems with the retracting top cover when she had gotten there so she had had electricians there just yesterday. They had ran new wires and put in a new switch by the curtains.

Sara sat there and let her mind drift back to the last night she spent with her husband. They had gone to bed early and had massaged each other until late that night. Then Terry had slid down under the covers...

Sara came awake with a start. Had that been the front door closing? She jumped to her feet and looked at the clock. 3:35. She had been sleeping for over two hours! She walked toward the front of the house and almost ran into a young woman. Startled, she let out a gasp. The young lady entered the house with a few clothes on hangers thrown over her back. She turned and gave Sara a big smile.

"I'm sorry, you startled me," Said Sara.

"I'm very sorry about that," replied the woman as she held out her hand for Sara to shake. "My name is Monique," she added.

Sara reached out to take Monique's hand and looked into her eyes. What beautiful blue eyes this woman had. And her overall beauty was simply breathtaking. Sara finally found her voice again just as a tall gentleman walked in the the room. "Hello," she croaked out, staring from the woman to the man who seemed to fill up the room. He had to be at least 6'4" with long dark hair pulled back into a ponytail. She felt an instant attraction to both people, then finally realized she was still holding Monique's hand.

"My name is Sara," she said to both as she held out her hand to the gentleman. He grasped her hand and brought it to his lips. The coldness of his lips and his hand was shocking.

"My name is Frederic Montabalm, and this is my companion, Monique," he said with a deep voice. Sara noticed he had a little bit of a southern accent. 

As Sara took a step back to allow them both access on into the house she noticed a wetness between her legs. I guess it must have been caused by my dreaming about her husband, she thought.

"Let me give you the tour of the house and the changes I've made so far," Sara said.

"So far I really like it. You know, I haven't ever been here," said Fredric. He thought she would run out screaming if he told her the truth; he hadn't been here for almost one-hundred years.

Sara started out by showing them the room she had been in while waiting for them. Both of them seemed thrilled with the view when the drapes and top covering retracted. Fredric immediately asked if the special fabrics had been used in the drapes.

"Yes," replied Sara, "Its completely dark in here, even in daylight."

"Good, good," replied Fredric. "Lets see the rest of the house, shall we?"

Sara took them both around the entire house, pointing out things she had done and things she planned to do. No matter how much she tried to keep her mind on showing them around, lewd thoughts kept jumping into her head. Things like how she would love to have time alone on the new couch with her new husband. Then her mind flashed an image of what Fredric would look like naked sitting on the couch with her.

What was wrong with her? Dreaming about her husband was one thing, but Fredric was way out of bounds. The wetness between her legs was spreading and she hoped she didn't have a wet spot on her jeans. She had trouble taking her eyes off either of them; Fredric was very handsome and Monique was beyond beautiful. Every time she looked at Monique she felt light headed, and when she looked into his eyes she couldn't look away until he broke eye contact. 

"Please help Monique carry in her things from the car," asked Fredric, "and I will bring in the heavy luggage. Then I would like to have a drink and talk to you about your continued employment."

"Of course," replied Sara. She then spent the next twenty minutes helping to carry in various suitcases and boxes. She did take notice of the two very heavy boxes that Fredric carried in. She had tried to move them to get some other items out of the trunk and couldn't even budge them. Fredric carried them both as if they weighed nothing. She stood staring at his back as he carried them in; she again had flashes or images of him naked carrying her in his arms. A shiver went through her as Monique put a hand on her elbow and smiled.

"He almost takes your breath away, doesn't he?"

Sara blushed deeply and started to apologize. "I'm sorry, I don't—"

"Don't worry about it," Monique interrupted, "I still get excited just looking at him, too."

Oh God, she spotted the wet spot on my jeans, Sara thought. I will have to quit as she'll never trust me. 

"Relax," said Monique, "I'm just giving you a hard time. Besides, we are not married or anything. We're just enjoying each other's company for now."

Sara followed Monique into the house, trying to calm down and think about anything else but the images that kept flashing through her mind. She took the last of the things from the car into the bedroom and returned to the large sun room where she had waited on them earlier. She took a seat across from Fredric who was sitting there with a glass of red wine. She politely waited for him to start the conversation with a small knot in the pit of her stomach. She thought she had done a good job for as little time as she had to get the house into shape.

"I am very pleased," began Fredric. "The house looks better than it has in many, many years. I would like you to stay and continue the improvements as you see fit. I am fully willing to increase your pay as I would like you to stay in my employ for many years to come."

Sara quit hearing him soon after looking into his eyes. She thought his lips moved but she heard nothing. Sara was startled to hear a voice in her head say "Stand up." The next thing she knew, she was standing and Fredric was in front of her. She continued to stare into his eyes and felt all the tension fade away. Fredrick placed his hands on both sides of her face and slowly bent her head toward her right side. She thought she must be dreaming when she saw fangs appear from between his lips. He then dipped his mouth to her neck and quickly sank his fangs deep into her flesh. Fredrick wrapped his right arm around her to support and steady her. Sara thought she felt pain for a second, but that was soon replaced with a feeling of euphoria. That quickly changed into something sexual. She soon was moaning and quickly approaching orgasm.

Fredric was jolted when he felt her shivering and obviously climaxing. He had never had a woman respond with such passion before. He reached down with his hand and quickly found her nipple through her blouse, rolling the hard nub between his thumb and forefinger. He stopped drinking from her neck, not because he was afraid of taking to much blood—It takes a long time to drain a human body of blood from two small puncture wounds. But he wanted her complete devotion to him which he would have with her slow seduction. He licked the two holes and the wounds instantly healed. 

He drew his head back and looked into her eyes again. He raised his other hand to find her other nipple. He reached over and unfastened one of her buttons on her shirt so he could massage one of her breasts. He was amazed at the size of her nipples and at how much she obviously liked them played with. They were the size of the last joint on his little finger. 

"Playing with your food again?" Monique said, laughing.

"Shut up, succubus," replied Fredric. But he did remove his hand from Sara's breast. "You will not remember any of this in the morning," Fredric said while looking into Sara's eyes. He quickly took a few steps away from Sara. 

Sara slowly regained full awareness. She instantly noticed that she was now really soaked between her legs. She also had a serenity that comes after good sex.

Fredric said, "Now its time for retiring to your house, do not bother me before tomorrow night."

Sara moved toward her place on rubber legs. She couldn't remember what they had just been talking about. She did remember that Fredric said he really liked her work so far. She opened the door to her house and walked in a daze into her bedroom. She took off her clothes and laid on the bed naked, letting the cool sheets quickly relax her into a deep sleep.

Sleep was disturbing that night for Sara. She had repeated dreams about Fredric, always involving her with no or very little clothes in various sexual situations.

***

After Sara left the main house, Fredric turned to Monique. "You will get your chance to feed soon. After I have drank from her just a few times, she will be forever in my service. She will gladly give up her husband and pay only attention to my needs."

With a smile on her face Monique said, "You could give me a little to tide me over."

"Two or three feedings are all that are normally required," replied Fredric. "In the meantime, please take her somewhere tomorrow and help get her relaxed, as I want her devotion before I leave next week for Boston. Also call the attorney tomorrow and have him come to the house at 10:00 pm. I have some changes I need to make with my holdings. Now I feel tired and will retire to my room. Remember that you are not to feed on Sara, but the sooner I feed on her, the sooner your can have her husband." 

Monique knew better than to cross Fredric. But a good succubus has ways to help the attraction, or feeding, as Fredric called it. She would have Sara so worked up that by tomorrow night she may just jump Fredric.

Fredric walked down into the basement, thinking of how perfect Sara was. And with blood that tasted better than the best champagne. He had an erection that was so hard it was almost painful. As he lay in bed in complete darkness, he remembered the first time he had met Monique.

It was aver seventy-five years ago, in a tavern in New Orleans. He didn't know if he had chosen her or she had chosen him. They had gone to a local Inn and started stripping off clothes as soon and the door closed. She had immediately dropped to her knees in front of him, letting out a small gasp as she saw is cock up close. 

Before he was bitten and turned in 1703, he had an average-sized cock. After he was turned, he grew two inches in height and in length. It also doubled in girth. Now he couldn't reach around his dick with his thumb and forefinger and touch them together. His testicles doubled in size and and his semen output became more than copious. He now had ten to twelve full squirts each time he came; more if it had been a few days. 

Monique licked and kissed his cock and tried to fit it in her mouth, but there was no way to even fit in the tip, so she pulled down the foreskin and licked him under the head. The feeling of her wet tongue swirling around his cock quickly had him moaning and breathing hard. He pulled her to her feet and kissed her. However, Monique would have none of that; she turned and pushed him onto the bed. She jumped onto his hips and positioned herself over his dick. He thrust up at the same time she dropped onto him. Fredric couldn't believe how easy she took him into her body. Monique soon started a steady rhythm that had Fredric gasping and trying to hold off his orgasm.

Monique looked down at him, smiled, and said, "Give me your cum. I want to taste your cum."

Fredric thought, How can you taste my cum when you are riding me? Looking up at her swaying breasts, he found he couldn't hold off any longer. Fredric started spurting his load into her. Monique groaned all the while, still riding him hard. After coming more than a minute, he came down from his orgasm. He had never come that much or that hard in his long life.

Monique, still riding him, looked him in the eyes and said, "I want more. Give me more of your cum."

Fredric couldn't believe he had just finished coming and he felt like he was about to come again. It felt like there was a suction in her pussy, like a tongue was licking the head of his cock. With a shout he started coming again. This time his orgasm lasted much longer. As jet after jet shot into her pussy, she smiled and groaned.

"Give me all your cum, give me your soul."

He thought he was going to black out. The semen just flowed form his cock into Monique in a steady flow now. Then he realized he was in trouble. This was no normal woman! She was going to kill him by fucking him to death. Fredric could feel his muscles weakening and thought he only had one chance of making it through this. He quickly reached out and brought her neck down. Fredric instantly drove his fangs into her neck, and began quickly sucking her blood out as she continued taking his cum into her body.  

Monique didn't know what was happening. Most men were simply lying there by this time, quivering and shooting their sperm and souls into her pussy. After a few short moments they both stopped; Monique quickly rolled off and jumped to the side of the bed. Fredric saw she was breathing as hard as he was.

"What are you?" they both asked at once. After a little talk they both understood what they had gotten into. They quickly called a truce and had begun to work together from that point on. They helped each other with the hunt and disposing of the bodies. Over the years they had killed thousands, mostly runaways or people with out families. They could feed without killing and they did sometimes, but killing was in their blood. They moved from one town to another if too many bodies came up missing. Moving back to his long dead family's house was just the latest move to keep suspicions down. This was close enough to large several large city's that there would be easy hunting for both of them.

***

The next day, Sara awoke with a start. Someone was banging on the front door. She quickly put on a robe and went to answer it. Opening the door a crack, she peered out and saw Monique standing there.

"Good morning, is something wrong?" Sara asked.

"Are you going to sleep all day?" Monique said accusingly.

"What time is it?" Sara shrunk with dread at the thought of already screwing up with her employers.

"Almost 2 o'clock," replied Monique. "Do you know how to drive a car?"

"Well, yes, but I don't have a car here, my husband Terry has it out in California."


Sara's Seduction Ch. 02



Thanks again Kimtacular for the editing. You are the best!!!

If you haven't read the first chapter this may not make a lot of sense.

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Sara awoke the next afternoon with a killer headache. She was then startled by Monique's voice. 

"Here, I have some Aspirin and orange juice. I know we both drank too much yesterday. Lets not do that again!"

Sara was in such pain she didn't even ask how Monique got in. Just took the pills and gulped them down with the juice. Unknown to Sara, the pills were actually Tylenol with codeine. But she would have taken them anyway, anything to stop the pounding in her head. Laying back down into her pillow she remembered stroking Fredric until he exploded. Then begged him to "do her." And now his girlfriend was sitting there in her bedroom with a smile on her face.

"I don't know where to start," Sara bargain slowly. "I know you must hate me for what I did, and I'm not sure, but I think I hate myself."

"Don't let that worry you," replied Monique. "I encouraged you to try Fredric, and I think you can see why, now that you've seen and felt that magnificent cock. Please don't worry about that now. It doesn't bother me at all. Just lay there and try to get feeling better."

The codeine was already working its magic when Sara looked over and asked. "Does he always have that much...you know... stuff in him?" Thank goodness he's sterile, or he could impregnate half the world with just one load."

"Yes, he could, but as much fun as you had last night, you won't believe how good he feels inside. If you know what I mean." Monique said, laughing loudly.

"Well, thanks, but I will just have to take your word for it as I am going to return to being faithful. Please don't tell my husband."

"Of course not! We girls have to stick together."

"I forgot to ask Fredric last night if I could have a couple of friends over this weekend?"

"Please feel free to have whomever you want over anytime. I think I'm safe in saying that your on Fredric's good side now."

The next few days went by slowly as Sara didn't have any work to do in the house. She got so bored she event went out and helped Manuela with landscaping. She tried to keep busy in order to keep her mind off Fredric. Or rather his cock that seemed to appear every time she closed her eyes to try to sleep. It helped not seeing Fredric for the next several days. It almost seemed he was avoiding her. That was fine, it gave Sara time to collect her thoughts and plan her weekend with her friends. 

She had meet Beth when they were both on the cheer leading squad their freshman year. Beth stayed with the squad throughout college and had met her fiance her Junior year. Joe was in graduate school to become a doctor. He hadn't decided what field he wanted to to end up specializing in, but was working hard on becoming an MD. He and Terry were very different from each other but they had hit it off anyway. Joe was six foot even, and while his weight was proportional, he was very soft compared to Terry. Beth and Joe were to be married as soon as Joe graduated, hopefully next year.

Beth was shorter than Sara at only five foot two inches and only weighed around one hundred pounds. With long black hair that reached to the small of her back. Brown eyes, and a muscular body, she was the envy of most women. She always thought her breasts were too small, being only an A cup. But with her love of life and a beautiful smile, guys all seemed to love her. 

Joe and Beth arrived Friday around 3pm. Joe was sorry Terry wasn't there but now he had two beautiful women to attend to, even if only in his dreams. After catching up with each others' lives, Sara prepared a simple supper and then recommenced they put on their swimsuits and take to the swimming pool. Sara with trepidation put on her new suit, luckily Joe was able to keep his peeks at Sara discrete. They all swam and drinks were flowing. Sara was sticking to just orange juice, while Joe and Beth had vodka with theirs. 

Around seven that evening Monique came out and Sara introduced everyone. She soon went back into the house and came out in her bathing suit. This time Joe could hardly keep her eyes of Monique. It was almost as if something drew his eyes toward her. Monique only smiled as her pheromones worked their magic on the helpless man.

At dusk, Fredric, all ready in his bathing suit. Came out the door and walked toward the group. Beth whispered to Sara, "Who have you been hiding?" Once again Sara went through introductions, making sure she didn't look directly at Fredric. This was the first time she had seen him since that night and she didn't trust herself. 

She couldn't help but notice she grew warm and very wet as soon as Fredric joined them. Everyone but Sara got in the pool and had a splashing good time. Sara was just uneasy around Fredric but also envious of the attention he was giving Beth. After tiring of the water play everyone got out and sat in the chairs around one end of the pool. Sara couldn't help but look at the lounge chair where she had almost been unfaithful to Terry. Once Fredric saw her looking and smiled, knowing she was his now. 

Fredric leaned over to Monique and whispered, "Why don't you go put some of your magic into drinks for our guest? Take one of the pills in the cabinet to help Sara sleep. But we will not kill them tonight, just feed and send them home."

Monique knew just what to do. The pill for Sara would have her sleeping in a matter of minutes. Putting a couple of drops from her nipples into Joe's and Beth's drink, she made her way back outside to the others. She made sure to give Sara the right one and Joe and Beth the ones with her aphrodisiac. Everyone drank and talked about what a beautiful night it was. When Fredric offered a toast to new friends, everyone tossed down the doctored drinks.

Fredric immediately got Joe and Beth to reenter the pool and began splashing each other again. Fredric deftly maneuvered Beth to one side of the pool while Joe was only too happy to follow Monique anywhere. Fredric caught Beth's eyes with his own and had her standing there with a blank look on her face. Looking over he could tell Sara was fast asleep and Monique was wasting no time with Joe. 

Fredric looked back and saw that Beth was still under his trance. He quickly backed her up into the shallow water, picking her up and setting her on the side of the pool with her legs dangling in the water. He reached up, untied her top, and threw it behind him into the water. Beth didn't understand why she would just sit there and let this man take advantage of her with her soon-to-be husband only twenty feet away. But when Fredric began to remove her bottoms she found herself raising up to help with removal. As Fredric threw her bottoms behind him he was surprised when Beth threw her arms around him and gave him a very wet kiss.

Monique had taken a position similar to Beth's. She already had her bottoms down around one of her ankles and her top was long gone. She reached for Joe's cock and found him hard and ready to go. As she leaned back on her arms her legs went around Joe, who was already lining up his dick with her opening. He pushed forward as she pulled him into her with her legs. The heat was incredible and the lubrication from her pussy was even running down her ass as he slammed as deep as he could get. Now Monique could begin to feed.

Fredric lined up his oversized cock and began to press forward. Beth was very tight and he had to keep up the pressure for a few seconds before her body stretched to accept him in. Sliding in several inches he now took his eyes off Beth, Making sure Sara was asleep. When he looked back Beth's eyes were closed and her free will was returning. Struggling now to keep him from penetrating her any further she pushed with her hands to try to keep him out. Looking over to Joe for help she screamed when she saw Joe with his eyes closed, stroking into Monique. 

"Scream all you want my little one, no one can hear you," Fredric said as he now pushed the rest of his cock into her. The pain was excruciating, but as her pussy lubricated, the pain subsided. Tears ran down her cheeks as she once again screamed for help. Now Fredric was building up a fast rhythm in and out of her abused pussy. Beth could do nothing but lay back as he took his pleasure from her body. While it seemed to go on for hours, it was really only ten minutes or so before Fredric grunted and began spilling his seed into her. Jets of very cold cum brought Beth back to reality. This isn't normal, no man she had ever been with had cold semen. 

As six or seven jets of cum filled her he kept stroking slowly, continuing to blast sperm into this lovely woman. Soon it was running down her ass as it came pulsing back out of her already full pussy. No one cums this much, thought Beth. The chill from his cum seemed to creep into her whole body. Then as he was still squirting into her pussy he pulled her upright into an embrace and sunk his fangs into her neck. The pain Beth felt from the initial bite was quickly replaced with absolute bliss. Her vagina pulsed around his cock trying to draw out even more sperm. 

She grunted and groaned as she tiptoed around an orgasm. Fredric chose that time to reach down and rub her clit. Beth had an orgasm unlike any previous. It went on and on, even when he quit touching her clit. In fact, it went on for almost ten minutes as he took from her about two pints of her blood. When he finished, he licked the wounds with his tongue and laid her back gently on the pool deck. Grabbing her ankles, he pushed her legs down toward her breasts. Slowly he pulled out till just the head of his cock was still in her pussy. Just as slowly, he slid all the way back in till his balls nestled in the crack of her ass. This time he slid all the way out and watched as a stream of his cum gushed from her body. The time for playing was over, he thought, slamming his cock back in. 

A smile came to his face knowing that she would be sore down there for several days, stretched out enough that her husband probably wouldn't enjoy this pussy as he had in the past. Knowing that every time she moved for a while she would think of the hard fucking she got tonight. This time he pounded her so hard and fast her whole body shook like a rag doll. It only took a few minutes until he once again began to fill her pussy. As his breath returned to normal he brought her back up to face him and opened one of Beth's eyes with his fingers. Just as he was preparing to remove the memory of this encounter, he heard a groan from Joe. 

Looking over he saw that Joe was almost gone. Monique was quickly sucking him dry. In a flash he pulled his cock out of Beth and grabbed Joe by the neck, pulling him from Monique's grasp. As Joe's cock slipped from Monique, a solid stream of cum continued to spill from his cock. Monique tried to grab Joe back but Fredric backhanded her and yelled, "You were not supposed to kill him!" As Fredric turned back to Joe he saw that the spilling of his seed and soul had stopped. He quickly laid Joe on the pool apron and looked at Beth. She was now curled up in a fetal position, shivering. 

Glaring at Monique, Fredric hissed, "Go to the house before I change my mind and kill you!"

Monique quickly scampered toward the house; she had never seen him so angry. Fredric jumped from the pool, and grabbing Joe like a sack of potatoes, threw him over his shoulders and carried him to Sara's house. Figuring out what room the couple was staying in was as simple as finding suitcases. Pulling down the covers, Fredric dropped Joe in bed.

Quickly returning, he jumped back into the pool and grabbed Beth. Cradling her in his arms, he moved her body back and forth in the water to try and remove the semen that was still streaming for her now stretched pussy. He then carried her to the same bed as Joe, placed her beside him and pulled up the covers. Then sitting on the side of the bed he reached out with his hand and brushed the hair from her face. 

"Thanks for a wonderful evening and come back soon," he murmured.

He pulled the covers back down to look at her small breasts. He felt sorry for not spending any time playing with them. They now felt cold, and her nipples wouldn't get hard even as he pinched and rubbed them. Pulling the covers back up, he went to get Sara.

He carried her to her bed and placed her on it. After a brief consideration, he quickly took off her suit. Sitting on the side of her bed, he reached out and brushed her nipples. They quickly became hard ; he leaned down to take one into his mouth and suck on it. This made them grow even larger. he sat back up and rubbed both her nipples. His eyes and hand strayed downward and he rubbed her flat hard stomach with his fingers. Moving his hand down and slid his finger up and down her hairless slit. she quickly began to get wet. Fredric kept slipping almost into her pussy with his finger but would then move back to her clit. He traced circles around her nub, slowly making his way down her slit, then finally slipped a finger in her opening.

Sara let out a wanton moan and spread her legs apart. Fredric now slipped two fingers into her center and once again marveled at how tight this woman was. Fredric pulled his fingers out of Sara and pulled the blankets up to her neck, knowing that if he didn't stop now he would not get to see her eyes as he sank his cock into her for the first time. 

(***)

Beth awoke around seven the next morning. her head felt like it would explode and she couldn't stop shivering. The memory of the night before came rushing back. She had trouble even trying to lift her head from the bed to see where she was. Looking over she saw Joe lying beside her. She reached her hand to feel for a pulse—yes, there was one. Beth tried shaking Joe but hardly had the strength to to move his arm. He looked like death, but he was breathing. Beth knew they had to get up and out as quickly as possible. Remembering Fredric biting her neck and drinking her blood caused her to almost vomit. Knowing what Fredric and Monique were was hard to comprehend.

Beth said in a weak voice , "Get your ass up and out of bed, Joe." When he didn't move, she knew it was up to her. She slid her legs off the bed and sat up. Waves of pain and nausea nearly pushed her back down. Beth was strong willed and she refused to give up. She had to get them out.

She slowly stood and shuffled toward the door, going immediately to the bathroom to satisfy her terrible thirst. Taking a glass by the sink she began to drink. After the second glass she looked in the mirror. The reflection seemed like someone else. Her eyes were sunken in and the paleness made her look like a corpse. That's what happens when you are attacked by a vampire, Beth thought. The images of last night again flashed before her eyes and she bent over the sink to throw up the water she had just drunk. She had to get Sara to help her. 

Once more shuffling her feet, she went to Sara's room, crossed to her bed and tried shaking her. It was like she was knocked out. her color looked normal so she must have been drugged. 

Before returning to her room she got a glass of water and took with her. Joe would need all the fluids he could get after what happened to him last night. Sitting on the side of the bed Joe was on she once again shook him. After he only groaned she slapped him as hard as she could. After the third slap Joe groggily opened his eyes. 

Seeing the water he reached for the glass with out any questions, quickly draining the contents. Now he could really focus his eyes; looking at Beth and seeing how pale she was helped to clear his head further. While it was difficult, he swung his legs around and stood up. Waiting for the dizziness to subside, he walked slowly toward the bathroom. He went straight for the water just as Beth had. After several full glasses he returned to Beth, finding her once again collapsed on the bed. Pulling on a pair of shorts out of his suitcase he tried looking at her like a doctor would. He knew what had happened to him and was pretty sure what had happened to her. Severe blood loss. He found a pair of panties and one of his t-shirts, In his present condition it took some time to get both items on Beth, Then shook her until she roused from her sleep.

"We have to get out of here and take you to a hospital," Joe said almost yelling. "Lets get Sara and get out of here, now!"

"I tried to wake Sara and I think shes been drugged," Beth said in a soft voice. "We can't carry her in our condition, we have to leave her." Tears slowly rolled down Beth's cheeks, but she knew there was no other way she or Joe would make it out alive if they didn't leave now. The short walk to the car took all the strength they had. Joe took the car keys he had grabbed, got Beth settled in the car and got in the driver's side. They both knew they were leaving Sara to an almost certain death. Joe decided after driving for several minutes to take Beth to his place. He had someone there who would help him take care of Beth. Going to a hospital they would be asked so many questions they didn't dare answer, for they would both be called crazy.

A couple hours later Joe pulled into his apartment. Leaving Beth in the car he went in and found his neighbor. Ben was a large black man who was now in residence at the local hospital. Knocking on the door Joe tried to think what to tell him with out sounding crazy. 

"Ben," Joe began as soon as the door opened, "I need your help with Beth." Ben, who had a major crush on Beth, was instantly ready to help her with anything.

"Sure, what can I help that sweet young thing with?" 

"Follow me to the car, Please hurry".

Ben saw how serious he was and rushed out the door behind Joe to the car that was pulled in the handicapped parking spot in front of their building. Ben was shocked at Beth's color and shallow breathing. "She needs a hospital, Joe."

"Please, you have to help her here, I cant explain now but we can't go to a hospital. Shes lost a lot of blood, she needs a blood transfusion quickly."

Instead of arguing, Ben reached in and scooped up Beth in his arms, carrying her quickly into his apartment. He laid Beth on the couch and quickly went to his room and came back with a 

small plastic bag with hoses and needles attached. 

"This is a kit I keep at home and I take my blood every six weeks and store in a blood bank in case I need it myself later. Its not exactly kosher but the hospital lets me do it anyway."

"I know what blood type Beth is. Is there some where we can get some O positive quickly?"

"I'm O negative, they're compatible." Wrapping an elastic band around his upper arm Ben quickly inserted the needle into his vein just above his elbow and the bag quickly began to fill. "You're going to have to tell me what happened when this is all over. If you did something to her, I may kill you myself!"

"Its nothing like that, trust me. When you hear the real story I think you should hear it from Beth."

The next few minutes were quiet as the bag continued to fill. As soon as it was full, Ben began looking for a vein on Beth. "She must be almost out of blood ; I can't find a vein." After searching for a few moments, he finally found a vein to tap.

Ben expertly slid the needle that was in his arm a few seconds ago into the vein and blood began running into Beth's body now. 

"I've got to tell you Joe, I always wanted to get into Beth's body, I just didn't think it would be like this," Ben said, smiling. Lightly squeezing the bag Ben forced the blood into Beth's arm as quickly as possible. "Go into the room back there and you will see more bags In the cabinet on the right of the mirror." 

"Are you sure you want to give more than a pint?"




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"Are you kidding? I would do about anything for this little woman. Besides, the view from here is wonderful." Joe at first didn't understand what he was talking about, but when he looked at Beth again he realized her shirt was pulled up past her navel and she was lying there in just her panties. Joe didn't worry about that and quickly went to get more bags.

After the second bag of blood, Beth was definitely looking and feeling better. She was even beginning to talk, asking about Sara and could they go back for her. Ben began to explain about the loss of blood and what the side effects would be. "Your not going to be going anywhere for a while." Joe took the moment to go raid Ben's refrigerator and finding orange juice, he quickly drank.

Beth looked up at Ben and smiled. "I think you saved my life, I don't know how I will ever repay you."

Ben, sitting in front of her, smiled and said, "Well, I do what I can!"

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Sara woke around five that same evening. She had trouble fully waking up and was shocked when she looked down and found herself naked. She remembered having the most erotic dream: Fredric had taken her to bed, stripped her and then proceeded to play with her vagina until she was ready to come, Stopping again, and just leaving her alone in bed. This was really getting frustrating; she needed a man bad! 

Last night Fredric seemed to ignore her and instead lavished attention on Beth. I may just have to take the initiative and seduce Fredric, or maybe just tie him up and have my way with him, she thought. It didn't seem unusual that she didn't even think of her husband. Terry wasn't hardly ever in her thoughts now and definitely not in her dreams.

Slowly slipping out of bed, she went off to the bathroom to get dressed. Looking in on Joe and Beth, she didn't see anyone but did see the unmade bed and their suitcases. Sara went to the kitchen and found no one. She went to her cell phone and rang Beth but got nothing but voice mail. Getting worried, she tried Joe and was relieved when he answered.

"Joe, where are you two? Hiding from me and doing disgusting things to each other?"

"Sara, you need to leave the house immediately! Something's very wrong over there," Joe practically yelled into the phone. "Please come and stay with us for a while until we can figure out what to do."

"What are you talking about?"

"Sara, I can't explain over the phone, you wouldn't believe me. Just please leave the house."

"Joe, let me talk to Beth, you're sounding crazy."

"Beth can't come to the phone, she's been sick since last night and can't make it out of bed right now. Just please come over so we know you will be safe."

"Safe from what, Joe, have you been drinking?" Sara demanded."Have Beth give me a call when she's feeling better." 

Sara slammed down the phone and shook her head. what was wrong with those two? They seemed like they were having so much fun last night, even if Beth was flirting with Fredric. Oh my God, did Fredric and Beth hook up last night? I can't believe she would do that to Joe, or me, Sara thought. Surely she could tell I have a crush on Fredric, or maybe Joe hooked up with Monique. That may explain their sudden departure and crazy talk from Joe. Oh well, that was their problem, and I can't concern myself with their problems.

She decided to eat a good meal and then go swimming, anything to work out some of her frustrations. By the time she had fixed a meal and gone for a swim, it was almost dark. Sara was so wound up she couldn't sit and watch TV or read. She decided to go for a run, something she hadn't been doing as often as she once had. As she was returning to the house, she saw Fredric's car pull into the driveway. Walking toward it, she was gripped with a passion she hadn't felt except on her honeymoon night. She abruptly came to a stop as she saw Fredric and Monique exit the car with a very young looking girl next to Fredric and an equally young looking boy next to Monique. The girl's blouse was undone and her bra pulled down over her breasts. She must be on drugs, Sara thought, taking in the blank expression and glossy eyes. Sara was unnoticed by anyone as she was in the shadows. Fredric was guiding the girl toward the house with his arm around her while Monique did the same with the boy. These kids cant even be sixteen, Sara thought. why would Fredric rather have someone so young instead of her? Tears came to her eyes as she turned and ran toward her house. 

As it turned out, both were eighteen, but the girl especially looked much younger. Both were escorted into the house and then to the sun room. Fredric quickly ripped the clothes from the trembling girl whose name was Jessica. Jessica's father was an important business man and her uncle was the police chief. She stood before the vampire, looking at him with passion in her eyes. Feeling the cool air and his colder touch made her nipples grow hard. She didn't care what this man did to her and welcomed his touch. Leading her to the couch, Fredric sat the girl down and then got on his knees in front of her. He spread her legs and got between them. With quick movements, he plunged his fangs into her neck, drinking from her with an urgent hunger.

While the taste was rich and satisfying, he couldn't help but compare this blood against Sara's. Sara's was infinitely more satiating. Fredric reached down to prepare the girl for the debauchery yet to come. He found her pussy slightly moist. Pushing two fingers into her he noticed that this girl wasn't nearly as tight as Sara. In fact, he decided to forgo the fucking of this girl and just feed. This was something he hardly ever did. The girl moaned and quivered as he continued to feed. To speed the blood flow he again bit into the girl's neck and ripped it as best he could so the blood flowed faster, almost faster than he could swallow. After several minutes, the blood began to slow. Soon her heart began to skip a few beats and the tremors coming from the girl turned to shivers from the cold that quickly enveloped her body. Then the lights in her eyes dimmed to black.

He licked the girl's neck to heal the wounds so they wouldn't spill any blood on the way to the basement. He picked her up and carried her down to her final resting place. He removed the covering and drooped the girl into the hole with the other bodies. There was a groan as the girl hit the bottom, telling him she was still alive but would soon die due to blood loss. Returning to the sun room, he watched for a moment as Monique slowly rode the young man, Draining him of his life's fluid and his soul. The boy was gladly giving it all to Monique, smiling as he jetted his life into the succubus. 

Fredric turned just as Monique said to him, "Sara's probably waiting for you. Shes really prepared to take the next step, whatever you decide that should be. I also found out that she's taking the pill so you don't have to worry about anything that you decide to do." Monique returned to fucking the young boy, thinking to herself, this will serve him right for the way hes been treating me, I'm the one who should be at his side for all eternity, not Sara. Once she' pregnant, he will see that she's just another whore only good for feeding.

Fredric walked toward Sara's house and knocked loudly when he arrived. Sara was just getting ready for bed and quickly put on her robe then answered the door. As she opened it, her heart seemed to leap into her throat. looking up at Fredric, she didn't dare say what was on her mind. The lustful feelings she had been having for days about this man were now too much to ignore. She stood up on her toes and threw her arms around him, and finding his mouth kissed him with wild abandon. There were no thoughts of her husband or of this being wrong.

Fredric scooped her up in his arms and carried her to her bedroom. Laying her on the bed, he began to remove his clothes. Sara sat up, watching him disrobe. when he finished, he stood up as Sara once again was stunned by the beauty and the size of this man's cock. She got on her knees long enough to pull her robe and panties off, throwing them on the floor to join his clothes.

Lying back down on the bed, she knew that she had to have this man. The moisture in her pussy was soon running down over her asshole and wetting the bed. She reached out with her arms to draw him into an icy embrace that was filled with the kissing she had dreamed about. Pulling his head from her mouth he moved down to nuzzle her breast. He pulled one nipple and then the other deeply into his mouth. The moans Sara gave were testament to how eager she was for this man and his cock. Fredric maneuvered his body between her legs, reached down to find her pussy wet and ready for fucking. He slid one finger into her and then slipped another deeply into her center. Sara pushed up with her hips to drive his fingers deeper into her. 

Fredric was once again stunned at how tight this woman's cunt was. He knew he would have to go slow or cause her great pain. That was something he was loath to do; this was someone he thought he wanted with him forever. Sara reached down and stroked his cock a few times and moved it toward her pussy, sliding the head up and down her wet slit to prepare it for entry. Pulling her knees up Sara looked at him and whispered, "Please take me now, I've waited to long to feel this in me." Fredric was trying to stay in control but seemed to be fighting a losing battle. He looked into her eyes, and as Sara lined up his cock head with her pussy, Fredric began to push the head of his cock into this very tight opening. biting her lip, she tried to push up with her hips to force penetration. As Fredric kept up the pressure, her muscles trying to keep him out soon began to relax. 

Sara could see the head slowly begin its decent into her depths, letting out a little shriek as the head finally slid inside her body. "Please go slow," Sara pleaded, "I think you will split me in two if you go too deep or too fast." 

"I will take all the time you need and make this the most pleasurable night of your life," replied Fredric. With that he again flexed his hips, sending in about four inches of thick cock. This forced a cry from her lips; the pain was almost unbearable. Sara tried reaching down and pulling her legs up to ease the pain, then spread her legs even further apart to help with entry. Closing her eyes tears began to roll down her checks. Putting her hand on his chest as a sign to stop, Fredric stayed still, letting her grow accustomed to his size. 

"I know I can do this if you give me a moment to relax," Sara said through clenched teeth.

After staying still for just a minute or so(,) Fredric pulled his cock almost out of her clenching pussy, and then slowly pushed back in to to the depth he was before. He thought, I'm about to get deeper than anyone else has ever been in this perfect woman. Once again he pulled out till just the head was in then pushed back in. Sara removed her hand from his chest giving him the unspoken signal it was alright to continue.

"Let me see your eyes as I fuck you deeper than anyone else ever has or ever will," Fredric softly asked the beautiful young woman. Sara opened her eyes and looked deeply into his; right there and then she decided she was in love with this man. He could do anything to her he wanted and she would gladly take what ever he could give. Fredric slowly slid his cock back out until only the head was still in, then just as slowly began pushing back into her hot, wet pussy. This time he managed to slide in about six inches. He once again pulled back out before pushing back in harder this time, managing to slid almost all the way into her body. This time he could feel the end of her pussy; she wouldn't be able to take any more of his cock now but over time he knew she would stretch to accept all of his cock.

Sara murmured, "Make love to me!" With that encouragement, Fredric began sliding in and out of her. She still seemed so tight that he was afraid of hurting her, but her cries of joy quickly convinced him to begin fucking with more vigor. As Sara grew more comfortable with his size, she noticed for the first time that his cock felt cold, but not to the point of being uncomfortable. Soon his stroking was the only thing she could think about. She began to get a feeling in her core that soon turned into an orgasm so powerful that the only thoughts were about this giant cock that was fucking her so well. 

As Sara slowly recovered , Fredric pulled out of her pussy. He then rolled her over onto her stomach, lifted her hips up and put her on all fours. Looking down at that perfect ass(,) he decided that he could never get tired of looking at this sight. Moving in behind her he once again fitted his cock against her opening and pushed forward. This time his cock slipped out just before it entered her opening, her muscles were still tight and trying to keep out the large invading cock. Sara reached between her legs and again lined up his cock, pushing back onto him the head slipped into her pussy and Fredric swiftly drove most of his cock into this amazing Vagina. Sara let out a squeal as she was still to tight to take him so swiftly into her body. Fredric began quickly sliding in and out this time, Sliding almost out of her pussy before sliding back in. He looked down and saw her tiny asshole, taking both hands he grabbed her ass cheeks and slightly spread them apart. Reaching in with his right thumb he began to rub the lubrication she had secreted earlier into her rear opening. 

This was defiantly new for Sara, and at first wished he would stop, but after a few short moments she began to enjoy the feeling. He began to put a little pressure on her asshole until her body began to relax. Sara then pushed back with her hips forcing his thumb to enter her virgin ass. Rocking her hips back and forth she moved her asshole on his thumb. Fredric now reached with his left hand and grabbed her breast, squeezing and massaging her nipple.

This excited Sara even more; soon she was beginning another orgasm that was even stronger than the first. Fredric kept fucking her pussy and sliding his finger in and out of her ass as her cunt grabbed at his cock. This just about brought his own orgasm but he was able to delay just a little longer. After her orgasm subsided he once again pulled his cock from her pussy and pulled his finger from her ass. Then laying down on the bed himself he pulled her over on top of him, With out missing a beat Sara reached down to guide his cock back into her waiting pussy. She had to lean much further forward than she was used to to get his cock lined up to reenter her pussy. She settled down slowly, taking him as far as she could into her body. Still leaving an inch or so that there didn't seem to be room for. 

Sara looked into his eyes again and said "cum in me, I want to feel your cum up inside my pussy." Sara couldn't believe she had just said those words that she once thought were disgusting, but now she was out of control and wanted nothing more than to please this man. She then began riding as fast as she was comfortable. Her tits bounced in front of Fredric's face and he leaned up and grabbed a nipple in his mouth. Sucking and licking the hard nub with his tongue It didn't take long for Fredric to lose control, and with a yell he began to fill Sara's fertile pussy full of Semen. 

Sara slowly slid up and down his cock as he continued to ejaculate into her depths. Sara again noticed how cold his cum was but figured it was normal as she had never had cum shot directly into her pussy before. The cum flow continued until there was no place left to fill, then began squeezing out between her pussy lips and his cock. Sara reveled in making a man cum so much, thinking it was her pussy that milked so much cum from Fredric's balls. 

As Fredric's orgasm slowed, he looked at Sara and pulled her down as if to kiss her. He quickly found her neck instead and sank his fangs as deeply as he could into her neck. Sara was instantly overcome by another orgasm, although not as strong as the others she had minutes before. Her pussy clenched repeatedly around his hard cock. She could tell he had bitten her neck but didn't care as this orgasm continued for several minutes. Fredric drew deeply from her neck and reveled in the taste of this blood, continuing until Sara had collapsed on his chest and her pussy quit pulsing around his cock as strongly as before. Reluctantly he licked the puncture marks with his tongue, healing the wounds and raised her face so he could look into her eyes. He realized he had taken more blood than he intended to and could feel her heart beating fast in her chest. 

"You can have me anyway you want. I'm yours forever," she said. He laid her head back onto his chest and reached down to grab her ass. Slowly he raised her up before letting go, feeling her slowly settle back down on his hard cock. Doing this several times, he now began a slow rhythm on slow deep thrusts. Bringing grunts from both Sara and himself. He knew she might be in pain for a few days after this fucking but he had lost all restraint. Sara then sat up with her hands on his chest and smiled down at her new lover. 

"I want to make you feel as good as you just made me feel." Then she lifted herself up until his still semi hard cock slipped out of her pussy. She then swung her legs over his and slid down till her face was just over his wet cock. Sara felt a little light headed but thought that's what great sex does for a woman. Giving Fredric a smile she gently picked up his cock and brought it to her mouth. She stuck her tongue out and lapped at the head of his cock, tasting their combined cum. Opening her mouth she began to slide his rapidly stiffening cock into her mouth. She did her best but she just couldn't get much past the head into her mouth. Lifting her head up and looking Fredric in the eyes, she smiled and began stroking his cock with her hands. She loved looking at his cock as it slid through her hands. After stroking for a few moments the lubrication that had been helping his cock slip through her hands began to dry out. Feeling his cum running down her legs she reached down with one hand and caught some of the cum running out of her sore pussy. She then brought her cum-filled hand back to the cock pulsing in her other hand. Sliding her hand back up and down his cock she began a rapid stroking rhythm. It only took a few minutes to have Fredric on the edge of another thunderous orgasm. 

Sara smiled again at Fredric and said in a soft voice, "Cum in my mouth!"

"Are you sure?" asked Fredric.

"I want you to cum in my mouth, but if you want my ass, you can have it."

Fredric reached down and placed his hand on the back of her head, signaling his desire. Sara immediately placed her mouth back onto his cock and began swirling her tongue around the head of his large member. Looking into Sara's eyes, he then groaned and began began shooting his load into the beautiful young woman. Sara had to lift her mouth off his erection and quickly swallowed before taking his cock back into her mouth and sucking on the hard member trying to bring even more cum from his balls. Lifting her head again, she swallowed before returning to her sucking. After what seemed a eternity to Fredric, he finally quit pulsing cum into her mouth. Sara still sucked and licked around his cock. Finally lifting her mouth from his cock, she flipped her hair off her shoulder and offered her neck once more to her lover. 

"Take me one more time like you did before," Sara asked with a quiet voice.

Fredric rolled her over and placed himself back between Sara's legs. Reaching down, he lined up his semi hard cock with her pussy opening and slid back into the young wife. It took little pressure this time to slide in as her pussy was now stretched and very wet with his cum. Looking down on his new conquest, he saw her move her hair from the side of her neck and felt her wrap her legs around his waist, trying to pull him even further into her center. Fredric let his fangs grow and then opened his mouth, letting Sara see his teeth before leaning down and biting deeply into her neck. 




Sara's Seduction Ch. 02



Sara began to orgasm just seconds after the pain of the initial bite. She couldn't believe how quickly she began to cum, feeling her pussy grip and contract around the cock buried deep inside her. Fredric began a slow in and out as his cock regained full hardness. Pulling blood from Sara's neck and feeling her pussy squeezing around his cock, he soon found himself coming into her pussy. This time there were only three or four full squirts from his drained balls. Licking the bites on her neck so they would heal, he collapsed onto the young woman. 

Fredric lay there for several minutes enjoying the afterglow of a great fuck. He still felt her pussy clasping and squeezing his cock. Then supporting his weight with his arms, he looked at what he thought was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Yes, I will turn her when I return from Boston, he thought. Slowly he withdrew his cock from her pussy, but just before the head popped out he again pushed deep into the young bride. I just cant get enough of this pussy, he thought. He knew he should get up and let the now shivering woman get some rest. The amount of blood he had taken would have her weak for several days. But he lowered his mouth down to her breast, wrapped his hand around it and lightly squeezed. This made her nipple stick out further; he then sank one of his fangs deeply into the center of her nipple. He then began to pull blood from her breast, Not much blood came from this way of feeding but the taste was exquisite.

After a few minutes, he licked her nipple with his tongue healing the nipple, looking down at her again he couldn't believe the feeling he had for this mortal after knowing her for only a few days. He stroked into her a few more times then he removed his cock and looked down at her formerly tight cunt. He moved her legs together; this would keep a great deal of his cum inside her pussy tonight. When she awoke and stood up she would still have a tremendous amount of cum run down her legs, reminding her of this special night. Still the sheets under her ass quickly became soaked, Fredric went to the kitchen and found a sports drink in the fridge. Bringing it back to the bedroom, he sat beside Sara and picked her up into a sitting position. Gently shaking her, he roused her from her sleep; holding the sports drink to her mouth, he helped guide it to her lips. Drinking heavily from the container, she smiled at him and laid back down to help with the dizziness that spun her world.

"I want you to sleep as long as possible, Sara. When you wake, drink some more of this; I will leave it here on you night stand."

Sara couldn't understand why he couldn't stay with her, but in her weakened condition she could only whisper the words. She thought she would not be able to sleep after the great sex she just had but hardly finished that thought before falling into a deep sleep. Fredric looked at her and rubbed her breast, pinching her nipples. They didn't get any harder this time as the loss of blood prevented that. Rising from the bed, he covered her with several blankets he found in the closet. After kissing her on the lips he headed back to his house. 

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Sara's Seduction Ch. 03



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After kissing her on the lips, he headed back to his house, going directly In the sun room he found Monique still slowly riding the now dead young man, still trying to coax a little more semen from the young man.

"Its time to take him to the basement," Fredric said. "Be sure to cover both bodies with a couple bags of lime."

Monique reluctantly got off the smiling dead body, easily throwing him over her shoulder. Proceeding to the basement, she dropped him into the hole beside the girl he was with earlier. Picking up the bag of lime, she , poured it over the bodies. She saw the young woman Fredric had deposited earlier move her fingers. She completely covered both bodies and pushed the concrete cover back over their tomb. The girl may still be alive but won't live through the night, she thought. The lime will help mask the odors and aid with decomposition. She thought about Sara and hoped her plan would work; there was no mistaking Fredric's feelings toward her. If her plan didn't work she would drain Sara's life herself and dispose of her like the piece of trash she was. 

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When Sara woke the next afternoon, she had to pee so bad she didn't think she could make it to the bathroom. Throwing the covers off she sat up and threw her legs over the side of the bed. Suddenly pain seemed to shoot everywhere. Her arms, legs and especially her private parts were screaming with pain. Feeling nauseous, she rose from the bed and steadied herself before she started to walk toward the bathroom. 

What was running down her legs? Looking down, she could see rivulets of white cum running out of her aching pussy. A small puddle formed on the floor between her legs. How much did he cum, she thought, there has to be a cup of semen on the floor. Looking back at the bed, she saw a large wet stain on the sheets. Going into the bathroom she barely got seated before she started peeing. After what seemed and impossible amount of time, she wiped and stood up to look in the mirror. Oh my God, what happened? Her eyes were sunk in and had dark rings under them, almost to the point of looking like she had two black eyes. And look at my ribs, she thought, I haven't been trying to , lose weight. Stepping on the scale, she was shocked to she she was down to 110 pounds. The room began to spin and then everything went black.

Sara woke to find herself lying in the bath tub filled with warm water. Seeing Monique didn't come as much of a surprise as she just keep turning up unannounced.

"I found you on the floor out like a light when I came in," Monique said when she realized Sara was awake. "You have a bump on you head and who knows what else, so I called Fredric's personal doctor. He sent an ambulance that should be here anytime. Lets get you out and dressed."

Sara was too weak to think about getting out of the tub, and the hot water seemed to relax her sore muscles from last night. 

"I don't think I can do it, I can hardly raise my arms," Sara said in a whisper.

"Let me do all the work." And with that Monique reached in and picked her up and out of the tub. Sara tried to help but could hardly stand as Monique quickly dried as best she could while supporting the helpless woman. Then once again picking her up like she weighed nothing she carried her to the bed. Sara saw that the sheets had been changed and to her horror the puddle of cum she had left earlier had been cleaned up. Red in the face now, Sara tried to thank Monique but passed out again. 

Sara came to sometime later when she felt a sharp pain in her right arm. Opening her eyes she saw that she had already been placed on a stretcher. The pain that had roused her was from an EMT shoving a needle into her arm. She knew she was still naked but didn't have any strength even think about putting on clothes.

The EMT asked if she knew what day it was. If he didn't know, why ask her she thought, before once again passing out.

Sara awoke late that afternoon in strange surroundings. She found Monique sitting nearby, as always. 

"So you decided to wake up, sleepy head."

"Where am I?" asked a bewildered Sara.

"You're in the hospital, they say you somehow lost a lot of blood. I can't imagine what could have happened, can you?" added a smirking Monique.

Sara didn't want to answer that question; But the dull ache from her loins told her otherwise. Looking at Monique she felt her cheeks burning from embarrassment.

"I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me. I'm ashamed of what I did after you have been so good to me."

Monique reached out and took Sara's hand. "I told you it was alright, so don't worry about that. What's happened has already been done, but what about your new husband?"

"I guess I haven't even thought about how it will change things in his life. But honestly I don't really care about him right now."

"Well, husbands have a way of finding out about little things like affairs and whatnot. I would look inside to see if that's how you really feel before it's too late to save something you may really want."

Sara pulled her hand from Monique and rolled onto her side, looking away from her. "How long do I have to stay here?" 

"They are running tests now and they will probably send you home tomorrow, depending what they find."

"Do you think Fredric will come to see me today?"

"Fredric left for Boston late last night, after you had your fun. He plans on being back In four days. But these trips often last much longer than he plans for. It will be just us for a few days but then he'll return and finish what he started with you." Monique spoke softly and tried not to sound at all bitter about the recent events. But a plan was forming in her head about how to take Sara out of the picture.

Sure enough Sara was released from the hospital at noon the next day. She hadn't called Terry, hadn't even given it real consideration. He just wasn't in her thoughts anymore. Monique was playing the caring friend perfectly. The one thing Monique had insisted on was Sara moving into the big house to the bedroom just across the hall. Sara didn't see any reason for the change as she now felt better than she had in several days.

Monique spent all Sara's waking time talking to her and getting food and especially liquids for her, as that was what the doctor had ordered. What Sara didn't know was Monique was doctoring her drink with the aphrodisiac from her breast. By noon the second day home,Sara was almost panting with lust.

"Sara, let's go out to a club tonight so we can get drunk and raise some hell," Monique said during their evening meal.

"I don't think I should after just getting out of the hospital. I feel great but I don't think I should drink anything," Sara said. "Besides, I think I may call Terry tonight and catch up on whats going on with him. I've been such a bitch to him lately when he calls. I'm beginning to feel guilty, I mean he is still my husband."

Monique could tell the hold Fredric had on Sara was beginning to slip just a little. Now all she had to do was set her plan into action. "Well, you can at least drive me there and back home, I won't stay very long, I promise."

"You promise we won't be late?" Sara asked. "We will be home in time for me to call Terry?" Sara didn't want to go at all but she felt like she owed Monique for taking care of her since coming home.

"Cross my heart," replied Monique, a sly grin on her lips.

***

Sara knew this was a mistake as soon as they entered the club. The music was too loud and smoke filled her lungs as soon a she took a breath. Seeing the dancing also reminded her how revved up her libido was. Still she let Monique pull her into the mass of bodies dancing. They worked their way to the far end of the club and found a table. No sooner had they sat down than two young guys came over and asked if they could buy the ladies a drinks. 

Before Sara had a chance to decline, Monique gave an order for two "sex on the beach cocktails" and asked the two men to join them. The one guy went for the drinks and returned, sliding in beside Sara. Names were exchanged with the men, whom introduced themselves as Aaron and Brent. Sara had to admit that they were very attractive, dressed well and spoke like they had some intelligence. If she wasn't married, she may have enjoyed this, she thought. It was funny how she once again thought of herself as married.

Aaron , leaned over to ask if she enjoyed the club. His warm breath against her ear sent a shiver of lust straight to her loins. Sara could feel the moisture begin to flow into her panties, quickly soaking them.

Monique slid out with Brent and announced that they were going to dance for a few minutes, leaving Sara and Aaron alone. Aaron kept trying to get Sara to try her drink. Finally just to appease him, she took a small sip. Realizing that the drink really was tasty she soon found she had drunk the rest. Sara hardly ever drank and when she did it was always wine. She reached over and took Monique's untouched drink and began sipping that as well. All the time Aaron was telling her how she was the prettiest lady in the club. Sara had never been pursued like this before and didn't really know how to take it. 

When Aaron placed his hand on her thigh, her first thought was to remove it. But he was very nice, and the feelings it bought convinced her to let it go. By the time Monique returned to the table, his hand had nearly slid all the way up to her crotch. Her breathing came faster and she thought her heart would explode when he leaned in for a kiss. She opened her mouth and let his tongue in to touch her own. She couldn't help but let out a small moan when his hand finally reached her burning core. Rubbing her though her pants only made the fire hotter and she reached out and placed her hand on the back of his neck, silently urging him on. 

Sara was startled when Monique placed her hand on her shoulder and said, "We are going to take this back to the house, OK?" Sara could do nothing but nod as her voice seemed to have left her. 

Almost as soon a they got to the car Sara began to have second thoughts. Telling Monique she didn't think she could go through with it. Monique, in a pleading voice, said, "Please just go along with this until we get to the house. You won't have to do anything but sit and talk to Aaron or what ever his name is. Please, I really want this!"

"OK, but talking is all I'm willing to do. Well, maybe a little kissing, that man can really kiss," Sara said laughing.

As Aaron and Brent entered the house, Brent looked around and said, "Wow, someone's loaded. What a house!" Sara took both men to the sun room and Monique fixed drinks for everyone; she put a couple drops from her nipples into everyone's drink. Even if Sara only drinks orange juice, she will be ready for what's coming, she thought with smug satisfaction.

Sara and Aaron sat on one couch facing two large overstuffed chairs where Brent and Monique sat. Sara tried to sit apart from Aaron without it being obvious that she wanted things to slow way down. Monique rose from her chair and went to the stereo to play some slow music and asked Brent to dance with her. Once again Aaron asked Sara but she once again turned him down. She just didn't want things to get too intense with the way she was feeling. She wasn't sure she could stop if things started to get physical like they did back at the club. 

That didn't stop Aaron from trying, reaching for her hand and pulling her close. Sara, trying to keep her distance, reached for her drink, sipping it and holding the glass in front of her so there would be no opportunity for kissing.

The drink warmed her throat and reignited the fire. Hearing a groan, Sara looked and saw Monique and Brent in a deep kiss. Monique broke the kiss and looked at Sara.

"How about we take the couch a few minutes, you don't seem to be needing it."

Aaron figured that was it for him tonight but at least one of them was going to get lucky. Reaching over for Sara's hand he pulled her to her feet and toward the two chairs. When he reached it he noticed the drink was out of her hand and on the coffee table. He immediately bent over and brought his lips to hers before she could protest. 

Sara's knees nearly buckled; the lust running through her veins was overpowering. When his tongue once again entered her mouth, she couldn't stop the low groan that escaped her; her panties were drenched even more. 

Aaron brought his hand up to her breast and quickly found her nipple through her shirt. When Aaron lightly pinched her nipple, Sara's legs wouldn't hold her anymore. Slowly they both slid to the floor with Aaron moving on top of her. He quickly unfastened the top buttons on her blouse and pulled her shirt open to expose her breasts. He couldn't believe how long and hard her nipples were. He pulled a nipple into his mouth, roughly licking it. A long deep moan came from Sara and she gave into the incredible feelings. Aaron knew he had her now, and proceeded to undo the remaining buttons and then pulled her shirt from her entirely.

Standing up for a moment, he removed all his clothes and was back down on Sara before she had a chance to change her mind. Once again he sucked her nipple deeply into his mouth while his hands were busy removing her jeans. He sat back up and pulled down her jeans while Sara lifted her hips. 

A loud groan coming from the couch brought Sara out of her trance. Looking over, she could see Brent and Monique had already disrobed and Brent was now sliding his hard cock into Monique.

Sara pushed Aaron away and jumped to her feet. "I'm sorry, I can't do this," she said while grabbing her clothes. Holding her arms up to hide her breasts, she ran from the room. As soon as she was out of the room she stopped in the bathroom. She ran some water and splashed it over her face. She couldn't believe how horny she was. Her panties felt like she had just come out of the shower, they were so wet.

Now she began to worry about Monique; Sara had just left her friend alone with two naked and very horny men. She would have to go back into the room and check on Monique. 

Entering the room, she noticed the lights had been turned off and the only illumination was coming from the light in the dinning room. Looking around, she could tell Aaron was no longer in the room, maybe he had gone outside to let his friend have some privacy or just to cool down himself.

She was now standing behind the couch and could hear sounds of sex but couldn't see anything. Hearing a loud moan come from Monique, Sara stepped forward to look over the back of the couch. When she did, Monique looked up into Sara's eyes and smiled. Brent had his head down near her neck and was thrusting away for all he was worth. Monique had her arms and legs wrapped around his body as if she would never let go.

Monique lifted her hand up to Sara; not knowing why, Sara reached out and intertwined her fingers with her friend's. Monique pulled Sara down till she was bent over the couch. And while she tried to resist she soon found her lips locked on Monique's. The aphrodisiac flowed into Sara's mouth as soon as Monique's tongue slipped between her lips. 

Sara could only think of how good this felt to be kissing her friend. She didn't even flinch when she felt two hands grab her hips and felt a very hard cock through her thin panties. 

Aaron had gone looking for Sara and had found her in the perfect position for what he had in mind. Taking both hands from her hips he now pulled her panties down till they fell around her feet on the floor. Reaching down he rubbed his cock up and down her hairless slit. Lining up the head he now pushed forward and slid in till his balls slapped against her clit. 

Sara was going crazy now, kissing her friend and getting fucked from behind seemed like the greatest feeling in her life. When Aaron reached around and found her clit it only took a few minutes till she was coming. Sara could feel his cock slamming into her which made it hard to keep kissing Monique. For some reason she just couldn't get enough of this woman. The orgasm seemed to last forever. And when it finally began to subside, she could hear Brent groaning as he came in Monique. 

The women broke their kiss as Monique encouraged Brent on. "Come in me! Fill me with your cum!" cried Monique.

And Brent did just that, coming so long he thought it would never stop. Jet after jet of semen flew from his dick into this lovely woman. Never had he come so much or so hard. Finally his orgasm slowed to a stop. Monique pushed him up and off her reclining body.

"Come up here and let me see that sweet cock," Monique demanded.

On weak legs, Brent came up beside Monique where she wrapped her left arm around his waist, bringing his cock right to her face. Instead of grabbing his cock she instead lifted it to Sara's mouth and rubbed it on her lips. The smell of Monique's fluids on Brent's penis made Sara wild; she opened her mouth to suck his manhood. The lubrication from Monique was the strongest of all aphrodisiacs. 

Sara's orgasm roared to new heights, but never kept her from sucking on Brent's cock while Aaron slammed into her pulsating vagina.

Sara was so caught up in sucking the cock in her mouth that for a second she didn't even realize Aaron had pulled his cock from her slippery cunt. Brent pulled his now hard cock from her mouth, but before Sara could have second thoughts, Monique once again brought her lips to hers. Sara didn't even think about the two men changing places until she felt the cock enter her from behind again. Then all she could think about was the bliss of getting fucked like this and the overpowering orgasms that seemed to go on and on. For what seemed like hours one man would fuck Sara until they were ready to come and then would switch and come inside Monique's hungry pussy.

After the two men gave out, Sara and Monique still kissed for a few minutes before Sara straightened up for the first time since she had first bent over the couch to kiss Monique. A satisfied smile was on her lips as she took a quick look at the two spent men, their cocks now swiveled up and both men sleeping.

"Maybe we should let them get some sleep before kicking them out," Sara said with a chuckle.

"I think they probably deserve a good night's rest. That was quite an impressive display of fucking, if you ask me," Monique quipped.

"I'm off to bed," Sara said, "I think they can find their own way out." 

***

In the morning, Sara couldn't believe what she had done. She had become a slut in just a couple of weeks, after just getting married to a wonderful, loving, caring man. But if she was honest with herself, she didn't know if cheating in her marriage or if cheating on Fredric bothered her worse. How could she let two complete strangers use her like that? They could have diseases or could have even made her pregnant; thank God neither one came inside her.

As she rose from the bed a cramp hit her hard. Her period was definitely coming. She hurt down there more now than when Fredric had stretched her out, but he hadn't fucked her for hours either. 

After a shower and a little pampering, she finally went down stairs to find the two men gone and Monique fixing breakfast for her. Orange juice was already set out and soon eggs followed. The women talked over the previous night and agreed not to tell anyone about what happened. Monique asked if she was up for another round of clubbing the next night but Sara used her period as an excuse.

"I think I will just lay around the next few days and try to get my energy back."

"Well, if you change your mind, just let me know," Monique replied.

***

Monique was right: Fredric's trip had gone longer than expected. Six days had gone by since their one-night stand, and Sara was feeling so horny she almost couldn't stand it. Unknown to her, Monique had been putting two drops from her breast every morning into her orange juice. Sara was so hot she was almost ready to take Monique up on the offer of clubbing again. She had even found herself thinking about sex with Monique.




Sara's Seduction Ch. 03



Fredric was supposed to be back late tonight or very early in the morning. Around noon, as Sara was preparing something to eat, a knock came from the door. Monique answered it and had a short conversation ant the door before inviting in the well-dressed gentleman. Monique called to Sara and introduced her to detective Darius DeShaw. 

Darius was a tall black man, about six foot five inches. He had played basketball through college to help pay for tuition. At 36 years old, he was one of the younger detectives on the force. He didn't like coming to do an interview without a partner, but with the manpower shortage, that's just the way it was. 

First he asked If the man of the house was home, which made both women laugh.

"What's so funny?" the detective asked.

"Nothing, just the man of the house sounds so 1950s," replied Sara. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make fun of you." Giving him a big smile, she added, "Come on in, and let me get you some coffee, maybe?"

"Thank you, miss, that would be much appreciated."

"Sara, you go show the detective to the sun room and I will make the coffee. Orange juice for you Sara?"

"Sure," replied Sara. "Follow me, detective."

Monique knew something was wrong, there was no reason anyone should be asking for Fredric. Had they somehow slipped up? If so, what could she do to slow the investigation down until Fredric returned? Do what she did best, she guessed. Opening the top buttons on her blouse, she started milking her nipples until there was a steady flow. She held the coffee cup under her dripping nipple until five or six drops fell in to the empty cup. Then brought the juice glass and put in just a couple of drops. Sara was already keyed up; Monique didn't want her so worked up that she would jump the detective before he had his own drink and was ready for some action.

After the coffee was ready, she took the drinks to the sun room. she stood there nervously until the the detective took his first sip of coffee. The look on his face was priceless to Monique; he would be tied up for the afternoon at least, trying to work off the lust that raced thorough his veins. As Sara and the detective both finished their drinks, Monique slipped back into the kitchen to try and figure out what had gone wrong.

Darius felt a lust come over him like nothing before. This woman before him was the sexist woman he had ever seen. His erection was harder than when he was eighteen years old and just really finding out about sex. As he really began looking at Sara he noticed her nipples sticking out, almost like they wanted to poke holes through the thin tee-shirt she was wearing. 

Sara was having the same feelings; she couldn't help but notice his pants were tented up with what looked like a very large erection. Her panties were soon soaking wet, and she couldn't follow what the detective was saying. All she could think about was the fire building in her groin. 

Sara stood up and extended her hand. "Come with me," she said.

It didn't matter where she wanted him; he would follow, even if it was to his death. Grabbing her hand, he let her lead him up the stairs until they reached the room she had been staying in. As soon as they entered the room, Sara turned, and standing on her tip toes, tilted her head up to kiss him. She heard a moan but wasn't sure if it was from him or from her. Her tongue found its way into his mouth and danced with his.

Darius reached up with both hands and found her breast, pulling and pinching her nipples through her tee(-)shirt. Sara couldn't wait for him to take her nipples into his mouth, so stepping back she pulled her tee-shirt over her head. then placing a hand behind his head, pulling his mouth down to take her nipple.

This time the moan was definitely from her as she felt him pull her nipple into his mouth and lightly bite it. Seeing his black lips on her breast was the most sexy sight she had ever seen. She really had to see his cock,but she couldn't reach his cock and keep his mouth on her nipple.

Stepping back again, all she said was "Strip!" Then they both started pulling off clothes as fast as they could. 

When he finally removed his boxers she was awestruck by what she saw. He had obviously shaved all the hair from his groin, but even more impressive was how his cock stuck straight up with the head slightly above his bellybutton. It was coal black with a very large head;veins ran in various paths up his cock.

Reaching out her hand, she wrapped her fingers around his hard rod. Fredric's cock was huge and this was almost as large, but this magnificent unit she held in her hand had a much larger head. 

Moving her hand up and down a few times, she stepped backward, pulling him by his cock until they came to the bed. Sitting on the bed she brought the head of his drooling dick to her mouth. She could practically taste his arousal as she swirled her tongue around him. Trying to fit his head into her mouth turned out to be impossible, though she did find the head to be soft and spongy.

Darius could wait no longer; pushing on Sara's shoulders he removed her from his aching member and helped her slide toward the center of the bed. He immediately crouched between her legs and slipped his tongue between the lips of her labia.

The moaning coming from Sara let him know he was in the right spot. He slid his tongue up and down her wet slit before sticking his tongue deep inside her.

This woman smelled and tasted like heaven to the large black man. He knew he would regret this later, but right now there was no stopping his desire. Pulling his tongue from her velvet-soft vagina, he moved his mouth up just enough to pull her clitoris in between his lips, lightly sucking on it while licking with his tongue.

Sara reached down, entangling her fingers in his hair, pulling his face tighter to her quivering snatch. As her orgasm hit she couldn't help but let out a wonton moan. She forced her hips upward into his face as if she wanted to force his whole body inside her for that glorious moment.

Darius went back to moving his tongue up and down her nether lips until she finally relaxed her hips and released his hair. He quickly slipped up her body until he could kiss this beautiful white woman.

Sara could taste her juices on his lips and could feel his large prick trying to find its way into her waiting center. Reaching her hand down, she grabbed his hard member and slid her hand up and down his stiff shaft.

Darius lifted his upper body off Sara and looked into her eyes. "Are you sure this is alright?"

"Yes, just please go slow and make it last." Looking down between their bodies she could see how large his black cock looked in her hand. "I want to see it go in," cooed Sara. With that she began moving the huge prick up and down her slippery pussy. Each time she moved the head over her opening, she flexed her hips upward, pushing a little more inside.

Still looking down at his coal black cock, she moved it into position. Then while pushing up with her hips, she cried, "NOW!"

To Sara, it was a beautiful sight, seeing his large black cock slide inside her waiting pussy. She managed to take about half of his length on the first thrust. When he pulled back out till just the head was lodged inside, she could see her wetness clinging to this magnificent male member. 

Darius could hold back no longer and this time drove his cock into the moaning young wife till his balls came to rest against her ass. He lost all control as he felt Sara's legs wrap around his waist and began a fast rhythm, plunging into this eager young woman. 

Sara could feel the large spongy head with each stroke of his slippery shaft, bringing a moan of pleasure from her lips. Even after having just come, she could feel another one about to start. 

Darius began a furious pace, knowing he couldn't keep this up for long before emptying his balls into the woman. 

"Are you on the pill." Darius asked, gasping. "Do I need to pull out?"

"Yes, pull out, don't come in me," cried the delirious wife.

With that, Darius started to pummel her pussy in earnest before coming. Just as Darius lifted his upper body to pull out and cum on her stomach, Sara's orgasm started causing her to tighten her legs around Darius and keep his cock deep inside her clasping vagina. 

Sara could feel hot jets of cum spurting inside her. Without thinking, her hips and legs continued to slid her pussy up and down his cock, pulling even more sperm inside. 

Darius had given up on pulling out and just enjoyed filling this horny white woman with his slimy sperm. Groaning through his release he could feel her pussy clinch and release repeatedly around his his cock. Lying back down onto Sara he tried to keep his weight off her and on his elbows. He didn't know if he found her lips or she found his but the result was a passionate kiss that lasted several minutes. 

Pulling his face from hers he began to worry about what he had just done. He had taken advantage of a young white woman and broken every rule about police work he had ever learned. Looking guilty he began, "Look, I don't..."

"Shh," Sara said, placing a finger over his lips, "I wanted this just as much, or maybe more than you. Maybe it shouldn't have happened, but believe me, I wanted it, too. I don't know whats happened to me lately but I've never had these urges before. Well, yes, I've had these urges before," she said with a quiver in her voice, "I've just never acted on them before." 

"I am so sorry, I should have been able to just say no—it's what we tell our kids to do," Darius, shaking his head, said, "I'll , lose my job over this."

"Not if we don't tell anyone, you won't. But I don't know how I can face my husband again," the newlywed said as a tear rolled down her cheek.

Darius lifted his upper body from the young woman and slowly lifted his hips, pulling his slippery cock from her center. Before he completely pulled out, the beautiful woman once again wrapped her legs around his hips.

Suddenly serious, she asked, "Since we already did the deed once, I don't think it would hurt to do it again, would it?"

Smiling, Darius slowly slid his cock back into her hot center. "I will pull out this time, I don't want you to get pregnant," he said through clenched teeth.

"Don't you dare pull out, you've already put enough sperm inside me that a little more probably wont make any difference. Besides I like feeling your hot juice shooting inside me. Now fuck me!" With that, said Sara pushed on his right shoulder, encouraging him to roll over and let her on top. 

Darius rolled over, keeping his cock lodged deeply within her. This has to be one of the best fucks anyone has ever had, he thought. And when Sara started bouncing up and down on his thick dick, he fell quiet, thinking about anything but the overwhelming sensations.

The rest of the afternoon and early evening was a time of pure bliss for both. They would have intense sex and then lay in each others arms, talking about nothing important, just trying to hide the awkwardness of their situation, and then within twenty minutes or so the desire would build back to a boiling point. Sex that afternoon was the best either of them had ever had. Around 8:00pm, starving, they both got dressed and made their way to the kitchen.

Monique was there waiting on them, quickly fixing them both an omelet and toast. Of course she served both of them the drinks she had already doctored. It only took about twenty minutes after finishing that the urge for more sex took over.

Darius was a very considerate and gentle lover. He took pleasure in giving her pleasure. They had sex in every position Sara knew, and then he taught her a few more. 

Much later that night, in between rounds of sex, Darius commented, "If sex is like this with all white women, I'm hooked!"

"What, you've never been with a white woman before?" 

"No, but If I recover enough, I may try this again," he said, looking into her eyes. "Have you ever been with a black man before?"

"No, but I agree this has been incredible!" Reaching down and wrapping her hand around his now droopy cock, she asked, "Are all black men hung like this?"

Laughing now, Darius rolled over on top of the sated woman and said, "Well, I don't know if all black men are the same as this, but let me show you something else I'm really good at." Then sliding down he began licking her clitoris, causing Sara's toes to curl. Within a few minutes another one of the many orgasms she had that long night started. 

***

The worn out couple fell asleep soon thereafter. When Sara opened her eyes she looked at the clock beside the bed seeing it was early afternoon. How had she let this happen? Lying in bed with a man other than her husband would have been unthinkable just weeks before. How had she lost her morals so quickly and with so many different men?She was recently married, she had taken vows to be faithful to her new husband. Even without turning over she could feel the man she had cheated with.

Darius started to awaken about the same time. Rolling over, he put his arm around Sara and cupped a breast in his hand, tweaking her nipple. Sliding his body over to spoon with the young woman, he felt his hard cock slide between the cheeks of her ass.

Sara threw his arm off and jumped out of bed, scrambling to get something to cover her nakedness. She knew it was ridiculous after all they had done and shared last night. But with the aphrodisiac out of her system, she had regained her morals. 

"I"m sorry, you have to go," the distraught young wife stated.

"OK, can I take a shower first?"

"Of course," Sara said while looking at the floor. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to come out like that. I just feel very embarrassed after last night. I don't mean to be bitch. Please take your time, is there anyone you need to call to tell them your whereabouts?"

"No, I called the station yesterday afternoon while you were in the bathroom and told them I was sick and going to bed."

After showing Darius where the towels were she returned and sat on the bed. Pulling her knees tight to her chest and wrapping her arms around them she began to cry. She had fucked up her whole life with her recent actions. 

Hearing a knock the door was pushed open and Monique entered carrying a tray with coffee, juice and sweet rolls. Setting the tray down, she sat beside the young woman and put her arms around her. 

"What wrong girl?" You just spent the night with a very handsome man, you should have a huge smile. Did he hurt you or do you just not like black men?"

"No," Sara wailed, "I've cheated on my husband again. I may be in love with Fredric and I just don't know what to do or think anymore. I just need a little time by myself to think."

Monique rose from the bed and as she walked to the door said "if you need someone to talk to just know I'm here."

As Monique pulled the door shut she almost started laughing. Stupid bitch she thought, I'm going to enjoy sending your soul to hell!

A few moments later she heard the shower turn off. When Darius entered the bedroom he was wearing only boxers. Seeing how upset the young women was he sat beside her and put an arm around her shoulders.

"I can't say enough how sorry I am! I took advantage of you and failed miserably at my job. I was just going door to door yesterday showing pictures of a missing young couple."

Sara, through her tears said "I haven't seen anyone around here lately. You can ask Monique, it seems like Fredric has been gone for a month, he should be home soon and I can have him give you a call."

"I don't think that will be necessary, but if it is I will contact him."

Just then the door flew, "Your husband just showed up down stairs! Get dressed!"

Sara hadn't even realized she was nearly naked. Panicking, she threw on her clothes and with a quick hug said her goodby to Darius.

"Monique, can you help the detective out the back?"

With a seductive smile Monique replied, "I will take very good care of your new friend. Now dry your tears and go see your husband!"

To be continued...

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Sara's Seduction Ch. 04



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Sara went to the bathroom and quickly washed her face. Taking deep breaths, she tried to calm herself for what she was sure would be a confrontation with her new husband. 

She entered the sun room where her husband was waiting. When she saw him, the love she had for her husband returned. Terry hardly had time to put down the coffee Monique had served him before Sara threw herself into his arms, crying and kissing him on the face and lips. With her arms around his neck she hopped up and wrapped her legs around his waist, nearly toppling them to the floor.

Terry didn't know what had changed; he had come into the house ready to have a knock-down, drag-out fight. Now all he could think about was getting his new bride into bed. He didn't know Monique had "doctored" his drink; his dick was so hard it almost hurt. He thought about taking her on the couch and quickly moved that way. 

When Sara realized what he had in mind, she came to her senses. "No, take me to our house."

They separated long enough to both walk hand in hand toward their house. "Let me take a shower first," Sara said when they entered their home. She hadn't had time to cleanup after her night with Darius. 

"No way, I need you now, we can both take a shower after!"

Sara was in a panic again, afraid her husband could smell her indiscretion or feel how wet she was and know she had been unfaithful.

"It wont take but a minute, then we have all day to take care of this," she said while rubbing her husband's hard member.

Her husband was in such an aroused state he never paid her any mind, stripping off his clothes as she began to strip off hers.

***

Back at the other house, Monique was just beginning to settle down on the black man's large cock. "Just relax and let me do all the work," she cooed. She began a steady rhythm, almost letting his cock head slip out before taking him into her depths again. 

Monique knew she couldn't drain him completely; a missing cop would definitely tip off the authorities. But she would drain him enough that he would remember the great fucking he got instead of whatever he was really looking for. 

Darius was totally lost in lust for this woman. He remembered drinking some coffee and then the next thing he knew he was sucking on her nipples. Now he just wanted to get inside her and stay there for the rest of his life. It wasn't long before he could feel an orgasm starting, And with a moan he began shooting his cum inside her pulsating pussy. He came more than he ever had before; it felt like it would never end, not that he wanted it to. 

As Monique continued riding the detective, she smiled down at him. "I know you have a lot more cum to give me, I want all you have."

And with that, a long afternoon of fucking commenced. Never had Darius had so many orgasms without stopping. Never before had he pumped the amount of cum he did into this woman.

***

Sara knew she couldn't stop her husband after he got her pants off. She would just have to hope he was in such a hurry that he wouldn't go down on her. 

Terry reached over to the bedside table and pulled out a condom, quickly tearing it open and rolling it down his aching hard-on. He helped Sara move to the center of the bed and positioned himself between her open legs. Lining up his cock with her opening, he pushed, sinking his cock into his new wife all the way to his balls with his first stroke. I've never been able to get inside that easy before, he thought momentarily. But he quickly forgot about anything but fucking as hard and long as he could.

Sara could tell the difference, too: her husband's cock felt small sliding inside her now. There were still good sensations, but she missed that full feeling she had gotten the night before. She also knew it was entirely her fault; her indiscretions had stretched her out. How had she let things get so out of hand? Just a few weeks ago she had married the love of her life. And now she was having sex with him, hoping he couldn't tell she had been with others as recently as last night. Looking at her husband, she started to cry softly; she couldn't bear hurting him.

Terry couldn't think of anything but fucking his new bride. He had never thought of it as fucking before. He reached for one of Sara's nipples, pinching and twisting it, roughly bringing a moan from her. 

Sara wrapped her legs around her husband's hips and encouraged his furious thrusting. Pulling his head down, she kissed him, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. Now it was Terry doing the moaning. 

Terry knew he wouldn't be able to keep up this pace without coming. He slowed down and then withdrew his hard member from Sara.

"NO! Don't stop!" begged the panting woman.

Terry simply rolled her over onto her stomach and then pulled her up till she was on her hands and knees. Lining up his cock, he slammed it back inside the squealing woman. He couldn't believe how easy he could sink all the way inside tonight. Before he had always had to go slow so as not to cause her too much pain. Now it seemed like she liked it hard and fast. He reached down, grabbing a breast in each hand, and began hammering his hard prick inside her hot pussy. 

Sara had never been fucked with such abandon; a slow burn began inside her pussy and began to spread. She reached down and began rubbing her clit. Feeling his cock begin to swell, she rubbed her clit faster, quickly sending her into the first orgasm with her husband in several weeks. 

Terry let go of her breast, grabbed her hips and began shooting his cum inside the condom. It had been so long for him; it felt fantastic to release inside his wife again. Slowing his thrusting, he looked down where his cock was entering her opening. Seeing the white looking cream on his cock, he pulled out in a panic. 

"Oh, crap! I think the rubber broke!" 

Sara was jolted back to her senses, jumping up she ran to the bathroom. "I better wash up then," she said. She was afraid there was semen left inside her from Darius that her husband might be seeing. Turning on the shower, she didn't wait for the water to even warm up before she jumped in.

Terry looked at the condom but couldn't find any tears or leaks ,. He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking she was just extra wet after not having sex for so long. He rubbed some onto his finger and brought it to his nose. After smelling, he thought for sure it was cum. Well, if an accident happened, they would deal with it as best they could. Pulling off the used condom, he decided to join his wife in the shower. 

Sara was surprised when she felt her husband behind her. She turned around and leaned into him, wrapping her arms around him.

"I'm never letting you go again," she said before tilting her face up for a kiss.

"I've missed you so much, I couldn't wait to get home."

"How come you are home? I didn't think you would be home for a few days."

Terry explained how he just didn't quite have what it takes to make the cut to stay on the team. Then a minor injury convinced him to cut the tryout short and come back home to his beautiful new wife. Then he laughingly told Sara abut a phone call he got from Joe and Beth a few nights before. "I think they must have been smoking something to come up with the stories they told," he surmised.

"I think Beth and Fredric may have hooked up and Joe found out. I was so tired that night I went to bed early. But they were all flirting in the pool when I conked out."

"Well that would explain the wild stories I guess." Reaching around he grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands. "Woman, I've missed you," he said with a smile.

"Well now, have you missed my ass or have you missed all of me?"

"Believe me, I've missed more than just your great ass, I've missed these too," Terry said, reaching up to fondle her breasts. 

"Let me finish washing my hair and you can show me what else you've missed about me, OK?"

"I'll be waiting." Kissing his new wife with passion, he exited the shower and waited for her in bed.

Sara was feeling so guilty she wanted to die. why had she done those things when she had such a loving husband? She worried that she could be pregnant, have an STD or who knows what else. She had let other men do to her what she hadn't even let her husband do.

After her shower and drying her hair she went into the bedroom with the intention of telling her husband everything. She couldn't deceive her husband any longer. She entered the bedroom with a towel wrapped around her. The curtains were drawn and the room was almost dark, Except for the candles Terry had lit and placed around the room.

Terry was in bed, propped up on one elbow with the covers turned down. "Come here and let me show you what else I have missed about you."

Sara's resolve to tell her husband evaporated. Smiling, she dropped the towel and climbed into bed with the man she truly loved. 

Terry kissed his wife with a passion she had forgotten they had once shared. Then he slid down until he was able to suck one of her nipples into his mouth. Rubbing her other nipple, he soon had her moaning with desire. Releasing her nipple from his mouth, he slid down further, settling in between he legs with his mouth just inches from her burning core.

"I like your new hair cut," he marveled. He ran his fingers over her hairless crotch; he could even see the lubrication his new bride was secreting. 

"I've missed this too," he said, before leaning down and sliding his tongue through her wet slit. 

"Yesss!" moaned the panting woman. "I've missed this so much."

After licking up and down her slick opening a few times, he focused on her clit for a few seconds, bringing more moans and cries from her. He then slid his tongue down and pushed inside her clenching vagina.

Sara was going delirious with pleasure. She grabbed his head and pulled him tighter to her vagina. This was the man she would spend her life with, if he would have her. She didn't know what or how to tell him anything about the last week. But she knew she would never think of anyone else so long as she was married. 

Terry could tell she was getting close to coming; he slid two fingers inside her wet opening and was amazed how easily he could go in to the last knuckle. He then pushed in another without much resistance. No way he could have done that just a few weeks ago, something had changed.

Sara could now feel his fingers moving inside her along with his tongue on her outer lips and clitoris. As her orgasm began she almost screamed with pleasure. "Oh God, Oh God! Yes, yes, yes!"

Slowly she came down from her orgasmic highs, still moaning and clenching her muscles around the fingers sliding deep inside. 

For several minutes, Terry continued to lick her slick pussy, wondering if he should say something about how different she felt. Afraid that he might be mistaken, he decided he would say nothing for now and think about it overnight.

Sara looked down at her husband still working between her legs. Smiling, she said, "Now it's your turn, mister!" 

Terry moved back up and kissed his wife; this was something else she had been reluctant to do before: kiss him right after he had gone down on he. Sara didn't give it a second thought now as she pushed her tongue into his mouth. 

Sara patted the bed beside her, inviting him to lie next her. She raised up and moved over the top of her husband. Leaning down, she licked his nipples, hoping to get a response. she was surprised when he started laughing. 

"Sorry, I don't have the sensations there that you do," he said with a smile on his face.

"Well, let me try here a minute, then," Sara replied. Moving down his body, she purposely dragged her nipples across his stomach, sending shivers that seemed to go straight to his groin. When she got there his cock was rock hard, with precum dripping from the head. Opening her mouth wide, she swallowed half his hard member. Keeping her eyes on him she raised up until only the head was in her sucking mouth. Moving back down, she was able to take even more into her hot mouth. She had never tried to take all of him before, but thought this would be a great time to try. She closed her eyes and began sliding her mouth up and down his cock.

Terry couldn't believe how much she was taking inside. She had never done it before like this and it was driving him toward an explosive finish. He looked down just as she took the last two inches into her throat. 

She had done it! She could feel his pubic hair on her lips! Lifting her head up to get a breath, she almost smiled at the look on Terry's face. That was the look of pure bliss if there ever was one. She reached up with one hand and rubbed his balls, feeling them pulled up tight and ready to shoot their load.

Raising her head from his aching member, she waited till he opened his eyes. Looking into his eyes, she said, "Come in my mouth," before taking his cock back into her mouth, swallowing him down to the hilt.

Terry lost control before she even got halfway down his pulsing dick. Stream after stream erupted into her eager mouth

Sara quickly slid her mouth up and down his full length. She noticed she couldn't taste the cum that shot into her throat. Sucking harder, she tried to pull all his semen from his balls. 

Terry was too delirious to do anything but buck his hips and emit a few loud groans. Even after he was empty he still pulsed inside her mouth. 

Sara enjoyed giving her new husband the pleasure of her mouth on his cock. When he quit pulsing inside her mouth she raised her head and smiled at him. When he looked down at her, she made a show of licking her lips and then swallowing.

"Where did you learn that?" he asked in awe. 

"Well, a lady never tells," Sara replied. She was afraid she had gone too far. She didn't want him to think there was someone else she had practiced on.

"That was the most incredible thing you have ever done! If you learn new things like that when I'm away, I may leave more often," he said with a grin. Reaching down, he pulled her back up till she was laying on his chest. "I love you!"

"I love you too, sweetheart," she replied. Laying her head down on his chest, they soon were both asleep.

***

Darius had just finished pouring his cum into the woman riding his cock. He had come so much that he was afraid he wouldn't stop. It just kept spraying out and into the squeezing cunt that was sliding up and down on his tired member. But the beautiful woman reached down to a spot below his balls and applied pressure; it didn't take long before he quit coming.

Monique helped him get dressed since he was too weak and unsteady to do it himself. Under the guise of walking him to the car, she helped him inside and with a smile said, "Buckle up and drive safely now," before returning to the house to cleanup for Fredric's return.

Darius slowly drove toward the station, not really thinking about where he was going. When he spotted a fast food drive-thru, he stopped and ordered two large drinks. Pulling into a parking place, he downed both drinks and leaned back to rest his eyes a few minutes; in mere moments he was fast asleep.

Hours later, Darius woke from a dream where his life was being drained through his dick. Shaking his head to clear the cobwebs, he tried to put the dream from his thoughts. There was something evil about that woman, Monique. He couldn't say for sure how he knew this, but he would checkup on her background when he went back to the station. He put the car in gear and drove home to get some much needed rest. 

***

Terry began to awaken late that evening. Feeling Sara still breathing slowly, he lay still as to not wake her up. He had things to think about but he couldn't concentrate with his naked wife lying on top of him. Feeling his dick start to harden made him remember the blow job she had given earlier. As great as that was, he couldn't help but think she had never been that uninhibited before. And hadn't she been much tighter before? 

Sara woke when she felt his cock began to harden between her legs. She raised her face and with a smile said, "Haven't you had enough for a while?"

"Never enough of you," her husband replied. "As much as I would like to again, I think I need food first."

"Monique took me to a great restaurant last week, lets go there." 

"Hadn't we better save our money? I don't have a job, you know."

"Don't worry about it, I got a big raise last week. Lets celebrate!"

That night the newlyweds reconnected. They talked and laughed, held hands and remembered how much they were in love with each other. Sara was able to forget for one night anyway her indiscretions, and he was able to shut out his disappointment over not making the baseball team. After a fantastic dinner, they walked and talked some more. It was almost midnight before they got home and ready for bed.

Terry was already in bed when Sara came from the bathroom naked and slipped under the covers. Laying across her husband's chest, the thought about how contented he made her crossed her mind. She smiled, thinking great sex and good food does that to a woman. She lay there for a few minutes, and then she heard a soft snoring coming from her exhausted soul mate. Moving off her husband, she turned her back toward him. 

Terry woke enough to roll over and spoon in behind his lovely wife. "I'll just lay here a few minutes, and then I will ravish you," he said.

"I'll hold you to that in the morning, mister."

Terry moved his arm around, cupping a breast in his hand before he fell asleep for good.

***

Fredric had intended to catch a commercial flight that night but he had met an intriguing set of twins; he had spent the last couple of nights with them. The first night he had put both into a trance before taking them to his house in Boston. He had fucked both and drank heavily from each before sending both packing. They were waiting for him when he rose the next evening. Upon seeing them at his door, he had decided to stay an extra night. 

"I want to see you two naked and in my bed," were his first words to them that night.

Giggling like two school girls, they stripped and jumped on the king size bed. 

"Now I want to see you go down on each other," he commanded. 

"Eeww, no way," they said, almost in unison. 

Fredric only needed to give a slight mental shove before the two young women were in a 69 position. He stood watching them, licking each others pussies for a few minutes before joining them on the bed.

He first fucked one while the other sister licked his balls before switching and fucking the other. He spent a long time slowly fucking them both before he felt his balls drawing up tight.

He was fucking the woman on top at the time, letting the sister below lick his balls and shaft of his cock. He let out a loud moan before he began filling the tight cunt with his cum. He slowly slid in and out while he finished pouring his cold seed inside the woman. He pulled out, and leaning back a little, he watched the sister on bottom fasten her lips on the dripping pussy above her, Watching her suck his semen from her sister's snatch. 

Pulling the woman he had been fucking up by her hair he drove his fangs into the eager female. He could feel the woman coming as he pulled her blood into his mouth. He fed from her till her heart began to give out, then licked her throat and healed the wounds to prevent a mess.

The girl lying below didn't even know her sister was dead. She felt her sister pulled from her face and saw Fredric's wet prick in front of her. 

"Now it's your turn to feed your master," the vampire said. Moving around till he was between her legs, he pushed inside till he felt his balls rest on her ass. He began fucking with a wild abandon, not caring if he hurt the female now. It only took a few minutes before he started filling the twin his his seed. 




Sara's Seduction Ch. 04



The woman was in the middle of a giant orgasm when she felt him bury his fangs into her neck. A feeling of euphoria overtook the young girl as her blood was drained from her body. Fredric had to take time that night to dispose of the bodies, making it too late to chance a trip home that night.

Not taking any chances that he would have to spend another night away from Sara, he hired a private jet to rush home the next night. On his way back, the thought of drinking from Sara again had him more excited than he had been in decade's. He would turn her as soon as he returned. All he had to do was get rid of Monique: her usefulness was over. 

***

Monique was waiting for his return and planned to tell Fredric about the whore Sara had become. That should kill any feeling he had for her! 

Fredric walked in the front door about 1:00 am, eager to visit Sara.

"Where is Sara? I am taking her tonight."

"Her husband's here, and I think we better talk before you do that," Monique said with a smirk. "Your girlfriend has become quit the slut since you've been gone. She's entertained several different men, even spending the night with a black detective last night. I tried to tell you to go slow and find out about this woman first."

Fredric looked at the succubus with a fury she hadn't seen before. "What have you done?"

"I didn't do any..."

Fredric's hand around her throat shut off any sounds before they could escape her mouth. Balling his hand into a fist he punched her in the face before throwing her across the room. 

Monique was stunned; she tried to pick herself up but he was on her again. Hitting her in the stomach, he knocked her breath from her lungs. He picked her up by her neck and squeezed, ready to snap her like a twig. 

Monique could do no more than whisper as he applied pressure. "You can kill me, but remember, my soul goes to the devil. He will return me in one hundred years to harvest more souls. That is just a blink of an eye to you and I. And mark my words, I will find you and kill you and your precious Sara!" 

Fredric looked into her eyes and could see that see she meant what she said. Thinking about it but a few seconds, he threw her across the room into a wall.

"Get your things and get out. I don't want to see you ever again after tonight. I expect you gone before sunrise." 

"But you promised me I could have the husband."

"I have changed my mind, I will let Sara drain her own husband after I turn her." With that, he walked from his house toward Sara's. 

***

Darius heard the doorbell but was ignoring it; it was late and he needed to get some strength back. Turning over in his bed, he tried putting a pillow over his head to shut out the noise. Finally he threw off the covers and went to the door. Looking out the peep hole, he saw his cousin Jalen and a young black man. 

"What the hell do you want?" Darius yelled after opening the door. 

"I think you need to listen to Andre here, he saw something that I think you should know," Jalen said.

"Now what the fuck do I need to know at this time of night?"

"He might have some information about the missing couple they have been showing on the TV."

"I'm not really part of that search. Go tell someone downtown, IN THE MORNING!" he yelled. As he tried to shut the door, Jalen's foot stopped it. 

"No, now," Jalen demanded. "All the cops want to do was hassle him about his record, I'm telling you, he has some information that might help!"

Darius was tired and just wanted to get this over with, so he grabbed a pen and paper to act like he was taking notes. "OK, tell me what,s so important."

Andre told him about working at a club downtown and seeing a young couple leave with another couple.

"Great, now I can tell everyone at the station that I've cracked the case. Thanks for coming by and see you later."

"Dumb ass, listen to what I'm saying: I can identify the couple if you get them in a lineup!" Andre knew this wasn't going anywhere, but his wife back home with their new baby daughter wanted him to tell someone.

"So now you want me to just bring in random people so you can try to identify someone who may or may not have been involved with their disappearance?" 

"Maybe it would help if you started with a couple owning a Mercedes, asshole!" Andre was ready to give up, this cop wasn't going to listen, either.

Darius did a double take, realizing he was making a mistake. "What kind of Mercedes, what color, anything stand out about the couple?"

"A red c-class coupe, out-of-state plates, somewhere out east I think. The dude was 6'4, maybe around 200 pounds. Dark hair and very white. I mean, like, translucent white. 

"Now, the woman I will never forget. Beautiful! She had long blond hair and was probably 120 pounds or so, maybe heavier. She had the greatest set of jugs I've ever seen on such a small woman. Eyes that when she looked at me I immediately got hard, I mean this woman oozed sex."

Darius couldn't help but think back to earlier in the day when he had fucked Monique; he would probably describe her the same way Andre was this woman. "OK, all that's great, but some names, or the plate number would help even more."

"I have no idea what the dude's name was, but I heard him call the woman something like Macayle, Mistique or something like that."

With out even thinking Darius said, "Monique?"

"That's it man, I knew I would remember," Andre said in triumph.

Darius only thought it over for a second before he left the two men standing at the doorway. Grabbing his clothes he had just taken off, he was dressed and out the door in less that five minutes. I need to go check this out for myself, he thought. I can at least find out if they drive a Mercedes. I can also check on Sara to make sure she is alright. A bad feeling was coming over him as he got into his car and took off.

***

Fredric entered the house quietly, and entered the bedroom with the sleeping couple. He could see in complete darkness, so he unplugged the night light that gave minimal light to the room. He next went back into the hall and took a coin from his pocket, throwing it at the sleeping husband.

Terry woke with a start. had something hit him? Must be a bug flying around in the dark. Hearing an odd sound, he sat up in bed. Someone was in the house, he thought. Letting his tired wife sleep, he quietly slipped out of bed, and without putting on any clothes, he made his way into the hall. He never saw or heard the blow that hit him in the head. 

Fredric grabbed the young man before he hit the floor; he wasn't ready to wake his soon-to-be mate yet.

Pulling a straight backed chair up to the foot of the bed, he took the duct tape he had brought from the big house and began to tape Terry to the chair. He taped his mouth shut, and taped his ankles to the chair legs so his feet didn't reach the floor. He taped his arms so they were straight down at his sides, and then wrapped tape around his chest and the back of the chair. 

He now just had to find the perfect light to complete the job. He found just what he wanted on a desk in another room. He was able to position the light so it would shine directly into the eyes of anyone in the bed. Turning it on, he went to the side of the bed that Sara was sleeping on. Looking back at the husband(,) he knew Sara couldn't see anything but shadows, as the light was blinding.

"Time to wake up, my lovely," Fredric said while rubbing her bare arms. He sent a little mental jab at the unconscious Terry, who began to come to.

***

Monique was seething; no one could treat her like this!She was a succubus. She was one of the devil's chosen, she would show Fredric she was something to respect and fear. The husband was hers, and she would take everything that was Fredric's for her own.

She went and prepared her clothes and belongings just in case. Grabbing her secret stash of cash, she thought about his own reserves. She went into the basement to find where he slept. She knew he had a secret panel somewhere hiding his lair. Looking around she saw a button hidden beside a light fixture mounted on the wall. Pushing it, a panel swung open, revealing his sleeping quarters. She wasn't interested in anything but the two heavy chests he had carried in their first night there. Opening the first one, she found it filled with stacks of one hundred dollar bills. There had to be a million dollars there, she thought. When she opened the other chest, she was stunned by what she found. She picked up one of the shiny gold coins: it said Suid-Afrika on one side and South Africa on the other. This chest was filled to the top with gold Kruger-rands. There had to be millions of dollars worth of the shiny coins. She carried both chests upstairs and placed them both by the door with her other possessions. Now she just had to find the right weapon to use against Fredric.

***

Sara slowly became aware of someone rubbing her shoulders. she turned, expecting to see her husband, and was shocked to see Fredric. 

"Time for us to finish your transformation," the vampire said. "We will make love one final time with you as a mortal, then I will take you as my companion forever."

Sara's first instinct was to scream or slap the man, and was getting ready to do just that when she looked into his eyes. Suddenly, all she could think about was her lust for this man. She had to have him, had to show her devotion to her new master.

"Yes, take me, I am yours to do with as you please. I will give you anything and everything I have to give," said the entranced young woman. 

Terry was now awake and couldn't believe his ears: his new bride was declaring her devotion to another man? What had she done while he was gone, who had she become? He struggled with all his might but couldn't break the tape holding him, couldn't even yell with tape over his mouth.

Sara sat up in bed and threw off the covers, reaching for her new lover. she quickly unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, She then leaned forward and licked his nipples, hoping it would please him.

Fredric stood up and removed his pants, but let Sara pull his boxers down, exposing his cold prick. He pulled her up and fastened his mouth to one of her nipples.

Sara leaned her head back and pulled his head harder to her breast. "Suck on my nipples, please, it's been so long."

She didn't know her husband was in the room- wouldn't have cared if she had known. She was completely caught up in the ecstasy she knew was coming.

Terry couldn't believe what he was hearing; had she been a slut the whole time he had know her? Looking down at the cock between this man's legs, he knew why she hadn't felt as tight as she had before.

Sara pulled her lover from her breast and looked him in the eyes. "I want you to fuck me. I want you to take my ass."

Fredric grabbed her face in both hands, looking in her eyes. "I will give you this last fuck. I will take your life tonight, I will take your soul, and later I will take your ass again and again. I will give you immortality and you will be mine for eternity. We will feed on the weak and live like gods forever."

What the fuck, Terry thought, this guy thinks he's a vampire? He must be on drugs, surely his wife wasn't also. How could he have been so blind to his wife's shortcomings? 

Fredric pushed her back into the middle of the bed, letting her move over the top of him as he lay down. He knew the husband would have an excellent view of what his wife was going to get.

Sara could hardly wait to feel his huge cock slip inside her again. She wasn't wet enough yet but would be soon, she thought.

Fredric wanted this last fuck to be her best, one she would never forget for eternity. He pulled her up his body until her breasts were hanging down in his face. He reached out and grabbed one of her tits, squeezing it to make the nipple stick out as far as possible. Letting his fangs grow he placed one in the center of Sara's nipple and just held it there.

Sara would see his fang ready to pierce her nipple and found herself wanting it, and when he didn't move, she grabbed his head, pulling it toward her chest. The pain was terrible as she forced her breast onto his fang. She watched it enter her breast about two inches.

Fredric thought he was in heaven, never before had any women shown such desire and wanton behavior. He closed his lips over her breast before pulling his fang from her nipple. The blood running into his throat was exquisite. He sucked deeply, pulling even more blood into his mouth.

Sara started to orgasm as soon as he started pulling blood from her breast. She was straddling her lover with her pussy exposed; it was soon so wet it was running out and dripping onto her lover's stomach.

Terry couldn't see what this man was doing to his wife except sucking on her nipple, but could tell she was in the throes of an orgasm. He was close enough to see the moisture seeping from her cunt. How could she come this easily with someone else, had he been deficient in some way? 

Fredric pulled one more time on her nipple before licking it to heal the wound. Pulling her down, he kissed her, pushing his tongue inside her mouth. He was ready to claim his prize, a new companion forever.

When Sara opened her mouth, she could taste her blood. This seemed like the most erotic thing anyone could do. She reached down between her legs and rubbed his prick up and down her wet slit. When there was enough lubrication, she began to settle down onto his cold cock. She was still tight enough that his large member wasn't going to easily enter her tunnel. Practically sitting on it with all her weight, she finally felt it begin its descent into her depths. After taking about four inches, she paused, leaning forward to slip her tongue inside his mouth.

Fredric couldn't wait any longer-- he had to sink his meat all the way inside her tight sheath. Grabbing her ass with both hands, he pulled her down onto his cock. He hit bottom with about an inch remaining.

Sara groaned in pain at the sudden intrusion; he was just too big to take that quickly. She stayed still, waiting for the pain to subside. "God, you have a big dick." She moaned loudly. "I think I can feel you in the back of my throat."

Fredric kissed her deeply and enjoyed the feeling of her tight cunt on his cock. He decided to shame her husband by asking a few questions.

"Have you ever had such a big cock before?"

"No, not even close to someone as big as you," the young wife relented.

"Is your husband's cock as big as mine?"

Sara didn't answer--she still loved her husband. OK, then what was she doing here with another man's dick lodged inside her! she thought.

When she didn't answer, Fredric lifted her up a few inches and then slammed back inside the young woman.

"NO, you're going in too far!! I cant take all of you inside me."

"Then answer my questions: Is your husband's cock as big as mine?"

"No, of course it isn't, your the biggest I've ever seen," moaned Sara.

Pulling out a couple of inches to reduce her pain, he asked, "Does your husband give you orgasms like I do? 

"No, please don't talk about Terry, I feel like a whore cheating on him with you."

"Well, maybe he doesn't satisfy you. Does he have a little prick?" When she didn't answer right away, he pulled her back down onto his hard cock. 

"Yes, he has a small prick," Sara practically yelled. The pain was so intense she would say whatever he wanted.

"OK, now you can start fucking me."With that, he lifted her almost off his cock before letting her slide back down his hard member. He had made his point, that he was in complete control-- she was only there to please him.

The pain left and Sara could only think about how good this was beginning to feel. With her on top she could regulate how far he went in, and began sliding up and down his throbbing pole. She didn't know if it felt so good because he was so big or because of the taboo of having sex with another man besides her husband.

Terry was in tears, he wanted to kill both of them. How could she humiliate him like this, even if she didn't know he was there sitting at the bottom of the bed? He could see her lubrication on the oversized prick ravaging his wife's pussy. He closed his eyes and tried to pretend he was back on the ball diamond. He could shut out the sight of his wife, but couldn't shut out the sounds of the copulating couple.

Sara was now sliding up and down as fast as she could; the great sensations were coming in waves. "Fuck me faster," she cried.

Fredric rolled her over, keeping his dick inside the young wife. When he was on top, he began to thrust as fast as he could. "Is this how you want me to fuck you?" he taunted.

"Yesssss, this is so good, I'm going to come on your big prick. Please keep fucking me, I'm almost there, yes,yes,yes!" she moaned as her orgasm swept over her.

Fredric slowed his thrusting as she finished coming. When she was finished, he pulled her legs up over his shoulders and resumed fucking her with slow, deep strokes. He would pull out till just the head was left inside and then slip back into her clenching sheath. In and out he thrust, feeling his own orgasm approaching. He let her legs down and pulled out of her tight pussy for a moment. 

"No, don't stop, I want you to come inside me," said the gasping woman.

"Close your eyes," the vampire commanded. "Now turn with your back toward me and sit on my cock."

Sara had heard this called the reverse cowgirl before but had never tried it. Keeping her eyes closed, she got into position, and rising up she guided his large member into her dripping cunt. She tried a few short strokes and found that it was indeed pleasurable.

Fredric reached over and turned on a bedside lamp. He knew she would be able to see her husband now. "Open your eyes." 

Sara didn't look up for a few strokes but when she did he had to hold onto her hips to keep her from leaping off his plunging member. Sara was horrified to see her husband bound to the chair, looking at her fucking another man. She didn't realize it but she raised her arms up as if to cover her breasts from her husband's sight. "No, let me go, I can't do this," cried the newlywed. She couldn't stand to let her husband see her like this, just like a common whore, she thought.

Fredric had her by the hips and began to lift her up and then pull her back onto his cock. It wasn't long before the woman was overcome by the intense sensations his huge prick was causing. She soon lowered her hands and placed them on Fredric's legs, rising and falling on the cock of her own accord. She couldn't stop the orgasm that was building in her loins. Closing her eyes so she couldn't see her husbands horrified look, she moved one hand to her clit and began to rub her clitoris in rhythm to his plunging prick.

"Oh GOD," she yelled as she came, "come in me, I want you to fill me with your cum!" Sara had lost all control and could only think of the delicious feeling her new lover was giving her. "Keep fucking me hard!"

Fredric let go of her hips and the woman kept moving up and down on his cock of her own accord. As Sara's orgasm slowed she reached up and pinched her nipples to bring more pleasurable feelings from her body.

"Sara, do you want me to come inside you?"

Sara opened her eyes and looked at her husband. "Yes, come in me, I want you to fill me with your seed."

With that, the vampire began shooting his load inside the moaning woman. Spitting long ropes of cold semen inside her pussy, she was soon overflowing with his discharge. 

Terry could see cum being forced out of her pussy as she continued ride his cock, only to be followed by more. A puddle began to form as it ran off the two lovers and onto the bed. He couldn't stand any more humiliation, please let this end, he thought.




Sara's Seduction Ch. 04



Fredric finished shooting his cum into the young bride and sat up so he could wrap his arms around his new love. "Are you ready to take the next stop, Sara? Do you love me? Are you ready for me to take you as my companion?"

No, she thought, I don't love this man, I love my husband. But the words that came from her lips told another story. "Yes, take me, I am yours and only yours!"

Fredric moved her hair from one side of her neck, waiting till the husband was watching, he then let his fangs grow. Making sure Terry was looking, he sank his teeth into her neck, letting a little blood spurt out so there could be no mistaking what he was doing.

What the fuck, Terry screamed into the gag. This couldn't be happening! This guy really was a vampire. Now he understood what was going on: his wife had been attacked by a fucking vampire, the undead, a real live monster.

Fredric drank heavily from the young woman, draining her until he felt her begin to slump in his arms. Fredric licked her neck, healing the wounds, before he lifted her from his still hard cock. He moved down until his legs were hanging over the end of the bed, then picked Sara back up and placed her on his lap. He could feel her pussy dripping his cum on his lap. Sara was now on a couple of feet away from her husband. Lifting up, she reached for Fredric's hard cock, and lining it up with her opening, she pushed down until it was lodged deeply inside her cunt.

Fredric again drove his fangs into the willing wife, bringing moans of pleasure from her lips. As Fredric sucked the blood from her body, she came on his cock. He pulled blood from her neck and swallowed quickly, feeling her pussy quivering in orgasm. He drained enough blood so she became weak and light-headed. Licking the wounds, he pulled back from the young woman. "Are you ready to join me for eternity?"

"Yes, I will always be yours," replied Sara.

Fredric reached down, and with a fingernail opened a small gash in his chest. "Drink from me and you will live forever".

***

Monique had found the the weapon she wanted in the the closet, a wooden handle broom. Breaking it over her leg, she went to the kitchen, and using a meat cleaver, she hacked a point on the end, giving her a stake about one foot long. Going to Sara's house, she opened the door, leaving it open so as not to make any noise while closing it. If she was going to do this, she would have to be quick and quiet. She figured she would find him in the bedroom with Sara and wasn't disappointed. She saw Fredric with his back toward her with Sara facing him. Without hesitation, she crossed the room and drove the stake through the heart of the vampire. 

Sara didn't understand what had happened: she was just getting ready to close her mouth over the wound when a stake was suddenly pushed through his chest. She screamed, "NO!" at the top of her lungs, scared that her master had been hurt.

Monique knew she had succeeded in vanquishing the vampire, all that was left was the carcass of her tormenter. Grabbing him by the arm, she pulled him off the bed and onto the floor. Squatting down beside him, she looked in his disbelieving eyes. "Don't ever fuck with succubi; we are much smarter than simple creatures like you." Standing back up, she watched as his body aged and disintegrated, leaving only the stake and dust to mark the vampires demise. 

Turning to Sara, Monique said, "Now it's time for us to play." She leaped onto the bed, knocking the stunned woman flat on her back. "Now you and your husband are going to be my playthings for a while." She reached over and twisted Sara's nipple hard, bringing a yelp of pain from the tormented woman. Spying the duct tape Fredric had used to bind Terry, she reached for it and quickly wrapped Sara's hand and ankles.

Monique smiled as she glanced at Terry. "What do you say we get to know each other better?" With that, she got off the bed and started to undress. Seeing his eyes never leave her body, she knew she had him in the palm of her hand. After disrobing, she went to the young man and ripped the tape from his mouth. 

Terry wanted to say thank you but her mouth covered his before he got anything out. As the aphrodisiac flowed form her mouth to his, his thoughts turned to lust for this beautiful woman standing before him.

"We are going to have such a good time," Monique whispered to the husband. "You don't want a slut like that anyway, do you?"

Terry could only shake his head no as the aphrodisiac flowed through his body straight to his groin. He could feel his prick spring to life, getting so hard it almost hurt.

Monique moved into position and sat down on his cock, taking him all the way in. "Oh, you are going to taste so good," moaned the enchanting succubus. "And as fit as you are, I bet you last a long time."

She felt like molten lava to the horny husband, and tight like his wife used to be. He knew he should resist but the sensations were just too intense. He hadn't been in a woman without a condom since he had met his wife. He looked toward her to see if she was OK. He was horrified to see her looking back at him with tears in her eyes. He couldn't bear to let her see him this way, but his body was betraying him.

"Hey, look at me, silly, I will deal with your slut wife soon enough. Or maybe you would like to see me take her soul, I bet you would get off on that, wouldn't you? When I take a man's soul, he only knows ecstasy. When I take a woman's soul, I tear it from her, causing indescribable pain. I'll make a deal with you: I will only drain you halfway, then I will take your wife's soul while you watch."

Terry tried to move and shake off this monster that was riding his cock. As hard as he tried, he couldn't free any of his arms or legs from the tape binding him. He had to try something, as his orgasm was close--he tried to think about his failure to make the team.

The woman riding him could tell he was trying to hold off the approaching orgasm. "Now, don't fight it, it will not be as fun that way. You are mine now, I have won. Just let me have what I have earned," said the gloating succubus.

Terry could feel his first spurt of cum fly from his cock, followed by at least a dozen more. It wasn't possible to come so much, he thought. 

Monique moaned as she felt him filling her hungry pussy. "Yes, that's a good boy, give it all to me. I will give you the ecstasy your wife never could."

He thought he would never stop coming, but at least she had what she wanted and would stop now. He didn't know the aphrodisiac she secreted from her loins would be absorbed through the skin on his dick. He could feel her continuing to slide up and down his tired member and didn't feel his cock getting soft like it usually did after coming. He was just as hard, or maybe even harder than when she first sat down on him. He could even feel another mind--numbing orgasm approaching.

"That's it, just give in and let me have a little more, then I will take your whore of a wife. Did she tell you about all the fun she had while you were away? Let's see, she had two men at the same time, what, was that a few nights ago, Sara? And less than twenty--four hours ago she was fucking this adorable black man all night, weren't you, Sara."

Sara was in shock. She didn't understand what had happened. She had been fucking Fredric and had leaned over to suck his blood into her body and now he was dead, just a pile of ashes. Now her husband was fucking her friend in front of her.

Terry couldn't hold back any longer, he gave up and let his cum blast into the pulsating pussy. He felt jet after jet shoot from the tip; the spurts were coming closer together until it was a solid stream entering the laughing succubus. The pleasure was too much, his only thoughts were to give her more of his cum.

Monique loved this part, where the man gave up and wanted to give his cum and his soul to her. She continued to slowly rise up a few inches before settling back down on his squirting rod. She continued to drain his seed for several minutes until she could feel him getting weak. Reaching her hand down to a spot right below his balls she pressed, stopping the flow of semen. This did bring a groan of protest from the sweating husband. "Don't worry, I will be right back to finish, I thought you could watch your precious wife die first."

Lifting off the husband she stepped to the bed. "Now it's time for us to play," she said to the terrified wife. "Don't worry, you will enjoy the first few times you come--that's when you will be giving me your life force. Then we get to the really yummy stuff, your soul. Now that will hurt like hell, but that's where you will be going when I rip out your soul."

With that, Monique tore the tape around her ankles and ripped it off. "Now if you think that hurts, wait till I take your soul,"she said to the moaning woman. After removing the tape from her wrists, Sara tried to fight with the woman, but she felt like a child trying to fight a grownup. Pinning her arms down to her sides, Monique moved up until her crotch was just inches from the young woman's face. 

"I think if you would lick me for a few minutes you would begin to enjoy this a little." With that, she moved forward until her wet folds were over the struggling woman's face.

Sara tried to fight with everything she had, but as hard as she tried, she couldn't budge the woman sitting on her face. She wouldn't open her mouth but the aphrodisiac flowing from Monique's pussy was absorbed into the skin of her face and lips. It only took a few minutes before a lust began to race through her blood. After that it was a forgone conclusion that she would open her mouth and start licking deeply in the gushing pussy.

Monique felt the fight leave Sara and lust overtake the young wife. "Now it's time for me to get what I want." She slid down until her face was even with Sara's. "Now I am going to take your soul, bitch! I will send you to Hell for all entirety!"

Monique turned around so they were in the classic "69" position. Pulling Sara's legs up and apart, she brought her face to the newlywed's wet snatch. "Now, Terry, you might want to watch this," she said with a chuckle. She then ran her tongue down through the wet slit in front of her. She could feel Sara try to raise her head to continue licking but could tell She didn't have the strength to hold her head up. 

Monique began to move her tongue around the quivering pussy before sucking her clit into her hungry mouth. She knew with the aphrodisiac flowing through the girl's body it would only take a few seconds before she would have her first orgasm. She heard Sara begin to moan and felt her shaking as she began to climax.) Monique continued to lick her love button, knowing she would have this woman's soul in minutes. 

Sara couldn't believe the wonderful explosions happening inside her body. She didn't care about anything except that the feeling continued. She could already feel another orgasm approaching.

Monique continued licking the young woman's slit and soon another climax overtook her. This time, as Sara's body was in the throes of coming, a thin wisp of white smoke started to slowly escape from her trembling vagina. The succubus looked to make sure the husband was still watching before raising her head to suck the white mist into her mouth.

"That's so delicious," said the grinning succubus. "This is her life's energy, I will drain that then I will take her soul." She lowered her face down and took Sara's pleasure nub back into her mouth. It was only a few minutes before she had Sara moaning that she was coming again. This time there was a large amount of thick white smoke rising from the dying woman's pussy. Monique again slowly pulled the smoke into her lungs. 

"Does it make you feel better, watching this slut die first, Terry? It wont be long till the white smoke turns to a pink mist--that will be her soul. When I take that, she will be sent to Hell, isn't that what you want?"

Terry knew his wife was dying. He couldn't believe she would betray him so soon after their wedding, but he didn't want her to die. This was the woman he still loved, even if she had done the things Monique claimed. She wouldn't have done those things without being drugged or forced, he was convinced. "Please don't kill her, take me instead," he said in a weak voice.

"No, I am going to take her life, then I will take yours, there is no one to stop me." With that said, she dropped her mouth back to the wet pussy, eager to drain more into her mouth. This time it took longer to get her to climax as the soul was getting ready to separate from its host.

Sara was feeling euphoric with the incredible orgasms this woman was inducing. She didn't have to wait but a few minutes before she was having the strongest climax yet. It seemed the room was moving, like she couldn't focus her eyes anymore.

Monique lifted her mouth from the coming woman. A thick white smoke rose from the new bride's pussy, "Ah, more energy," said the succubus as she pulled it into her body with her breath. The thick white smoke began to thin into smaller thin threads that she also devoured. 

Sara was in orgasmic heaven as the succubus drained her body of energy. But with a sudden shock, the pain was intense. In fact, the pain was more intense than the orgasms had been pleasurable. The anguished wife let out a scream that was long and ear-splitting.

"Here is some of her soul, Terry," yelled the excited succubus. "Look how pink it is! Lucifer will really enjoy this innocent soul." She placed her finger into the pink mist and wrapped it around her finger like a person would cotton candy. Only a small amount left the screaming woman's core before it stopped, with the last tendrils of pink mist reentering the quivering vagina. 

Terry tried in vain to free himself, thinking if he just pulled a little harder he could free his hands. But no matter how hard he tried, he could not save his wife. 

***

Darius pulled into the drive and sat in his car for a few minutes. He was here with out backup,.and had no viable reason to charge the occupants with anything. He just knew something wasn't right about the two women he had met here earlier. He didn't know how Monique had enticed him to have sex with her, neither did he understand how she left him so weak. Sara didn't act right the first time they met, either, but he felt like her actions the next morning were genuine and was more like a woman who had made a terrible mistake. Had they been given drugs? He didn't know of any drug that could cause you to lose all morals and inhibitions.

Looking at the house again, he could tell lights were on in most of the rooms. I'll knock and see if anyone answers the door, he thought. Walking to the front porch, he was reaching for the doorbell when he heard a scream that raised the hair on the back of his neck. Pulling his gun, he moved swiftly in the direction of the scream.

***

Sara thought she was losing her mind; when the pleasure had turned to pain, she felt like her brain was sucked down into her body and was now centered in her chest. She had no energy to hold on anymore, and knew her soul was lost.

"This should do it, Terry! This time I will take her soul and send it to the devil. But don't worry, I will take yours next, just keep watching as I kill this bitch of a wife!"

Monique pulled Sara's clit into her mouth for the last time, licking it with her tongue and lightly biting the hard little nub. It didn't take long before a pink mist began to escape from the woman; it began to form into a round orb that continued to grow. 

Sara didn't know what was happening— she could hear screaming and began to see images. She could see Monique looking at her with hunger in her eyes, she could see a woman's bare crotch. It quickly became obvious that her consciousness and soul were outside her body and looking back at her dying body.

Darius had entered the house though the open front door. He heard sounds coming from upstairs and moved as quickly as he could toward the screaming woman. When he got to the bedroom door and looked in he was stunned. There were the two women in a "69" position, but it was obvious that Sara was screaming for her life. The man strapped to the chair was crying and cursing at Monique to let his wife go and not to kill her. He could see a pink round mist that shimmered in the light, then he saw Monique sucking it into her mouth. 

Monique was really enjoying causing Sara so much pain, as she had ruined a relationship that had lasted decades with Fredric. Looking at the pink mist, Monique said, "Say hello to Lucifer for me, will you, bitch?" before she began sucking the rest of Sara's soul into her lungs.

Darius was scared out of his mind! He had never seen or heard of anything like this. His hand was shaking so bad, he wasn't sure he could even aim. The pink ball that had been the size of a softball was now nothing more than a few stray threads of pink mist.

Terry was yelling at the top of his lungs and didn't recognize the loud bang as a gun shot. But he did notice the succubus flinch and bend over into his wife's crotch. It looked like she was throwing up, but all that left her mouth was a white and pink cloud that sank down between his wife's legs.

Darius didn't even know he had fired his gun—he was trying to steady his hands before announcing his presence. He saw the woman on top of Sara rise to a sitting position, and in the blink of an eye, she changed.

Now Monique was mad as hell: a bullet to her body would hurt but was nothing serious. What she was most upset about was upchucking the soul she had just harvested. She let her body revert to its natural state. Now someone was going to pay for interrupting her feeding.

Darius looked at the monster in disbelief. her whole body had turned blood red, with short horns emerging on both sides of her head. Black wings unfurled from her back and spread, and was that a tail he saw twitching? Without thinking, he fired again and again with seemingly no effect on the creature. 

Finally his training took over, and he took aim at her head. His hands were shaking so much that the bullet didn't hit in the center of her forehead where he aimed. But the hole that appeared over her right eye was just a s deadly to the succubus. She fell back over Sara's motionless body. In just seconds, her body began to buzz like a hive of bees, and before the disbelieving eyes, she became a swarm of flies. Moving in mass, the thousands of flies flew from the room and headed for the early morning light shining through the front door.

Darius dropped his gun to the floor. "What the fuck just happened?" 

"Untie me," pleaded the young husband, "let me take care of my wife."

Darius crossed to the chair, and after removing a pocket knife quickly cut the tape holding the man to the chair. "I'll call for an ambulance," he said, and left the room to find a phone.

Terry approached his wife's side but didn't know how to help— there was still a ball of pink mist gathered around his wife's pussy. But how do you get it back in? he thought. Reaching for her hand, he squeezed it and begged, "Please stay with me, Sara, I love you!" He reached for her neck and found a weak pulse. When he looked down, he couldn't see the pink mist anymore. He didn't know if it had reentered her body or just evaporated in thin air. 

***

In less than ten minutes, the EMT s were there and checking her vital signs. Blood pressure was low, slow heart rate and fixed, dilated pupils didn't look good for the beautiful young woman lying on the bed. In the ride to the hospital, there didn't seem to be any improvement. 

***

Two days later, Terry sat by his wife's bed, holding her hand. The doctors prognosis had not been good. There was no brain activity and there had been little hope of a recovery. The doctors had recommended against inserting a feeding tube—there didn't seem to be any point, or so they had implied. But Terry just couldn't give up on his new wife; he had promised for better or worse, he thought. He just started talking, telling her the things he would if she was awake, sometimes he would stop and tell her how much he loved her.




Sara's Seduction Pt. 02



I want to thank Kimtacular for helping me with this story again. I give her a poorly written story and she makes it readable. I hope you enjoy and I welcome all feedback. I think this will work as a standalone story but it is a continuation of an earlier story. Sara's seduction. 

***

Lucifer was enraged! How could this woman get her soul back? He had tasted this delicious morsel and it had been ripped from his grasp. On top of that, one of his best succubi had been killed; someone would pay for this offense.

"Damion, get in here!" roared Satan. "This mortal has escaped my grasp and killed one of my best soul collectors. I want her dead! Make it as slow and painful as you want, but kill her and her family!"

Sara was almost to her normal halfway point for her noon time jog. She had already done three miles and usually picked up the pace on the way back to the house. Today she ran on past and onto the jogging path around the city lake. She knew she was getting stares from the few people having their lunches and the mothers watching their children playing on the sunny summer day. She couldn't stop the tears and pulled up to the next empty bench looking out over the peaceful lake. Setting down to collect her thoughts she couldn't believe how messed up her life had become.

It had been almost three months since she had awoken in the hospital. Four months of hating herself, of feeling like she was nothing more than a whore. How could she have been so easily seduced by Fredric? How could she have put her new husband through the pain that she had caused with her words? She begged another man to come in her, to fill her with his seed. And then she had said, "Yes, I will always be yours" to another man, with her husband only a few feet away.

She now broke down, the sobs making her shoulders shake. Raising her legs up she wrapped her arms around her knees and lowered her face so the few people passing by wouldn't notice. After ten minutes or so she got control again and looked out over the lake, watching the ducks being fed by a gentleman just a short distance from where she sat.

She was startled when a cold wet nose was pushed up against her leg. Looking down she saw the nose was attached to a beautiful golden lab. Reaching out her hand slowly she began to scratch behind the dog's ears.

"There you are," said the man running up and grabbing his dog." I should have known you'd find someone to give you attention. I'm so sorry, miss; the collar broke, and he has a mind of his own."

Sara could only laugh at the friendly dog and his out-of-breath owner. "No harm done. In fact, its brightened up my day." Looking up at the owner, she noticed the mans deep voice was matched by an incredible body.

"Miss, are you alright? I don't want to intrude, but you look like you are having a rough day."

Trying to smile at the kind gentleman she said, "Well it's been one on those weeks. OK, maybe more like a few months, but I'll be fine."

"Do you mind if I sit over here?" he said, motioning toward the other side of the bench.

"Sure, but I should probably be heading on home." Sara started to stand up when the dog jumped up, placing both paws on her lap.

"I don't think Pepper is ready for you to go," said the owner with a laugh. "Hi, I'm Dave Summers." He reached his hand out.

"I'm Sara," she said, shaking his hand, "and Pepper is a beautiful dog."

"Do you have a dog, Sara?"

"No, I got married a few months ago, and I guess we just haven't gotten around to it yet." Sara rubbed the dog's face and made little cooing sounds while looking into its eyes.

"Marriage has its ups and downs. Don't let it keep you down is the trick. Life can be fleeting, so when you find the one person that fits you, enjoy!"

"You sound as if you've had your heart broken. How long have you been divorced?" Sara didn't really feel like having a deep conversation with a stranger but didn't want to be rude either.

"No, I'm not divorced; my wife was killed a couple of months ago. Pepper here just hasn't been the same since."

Sara stole a look at Dave and thought she could see tears welling up. Reaching her hand out she touched him on the shoulder. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to bring up bad memories. Was it an auto accident?"

"No, someone took her life. I get emotional when I think about her. However, I sat down here to cheer you up. What's so bad about your life that the most beautiful girl in the park is crying?"

"I don't think I can talk about it," Sara said once again, petting the dog. She noticed the way he turned the conversation away from his deceased wife. She didn't want to cause him further painful memories, so she let her question stay bottled up in her mind. "I'm not sure anything can fix my problems."

"Well, I hate to run off, but Pepper and I'd better be heading home," he said, standing up. "Maybe we will see you later Sara, hope the rest of your day turns out great."

"Bye, see you later, Pepper," Sara said with a genuine smile. She couldn't help but notice the way he filled out his T-shirt—this guy really worked out. Black hair and scraggly facial hair made him very handsome.

Dave had only walked ten feet or so when he turned around. "Pepper and I eat our lunch here every day about this time, over at the boat rentals. If you feel like it you can join us tomorrow, maybe the blues will fade away."

"I don't think so, but thanks anyway."

"Well, if you change your mind, we will have an extra sandwich just in case. If you don't show up, Pepper will get your sandwich and become fat and lazy. It will all be your fault. Now you wouldn't want that on your conscious, would you?" he said, giving her a killer grin. 

"We'll see," she replied with a grin. And when Dave turned and walked away she couldn't help but check out his ass in the tight jeans. "Wow" was the only thing that came to mind as she watched him walk out of sight.

Sara did meet with Dave and Pepper the next day. She enjoyed lunch with the two of them and talked for over an hour. When he said something about moving into an unfurnished apartment she had an idea. "I'm getting rid of a perfectly good couch and end tables at the house, your welcome to have them. They have hardly been used but they don't go with the room I'm redecorating. I'm just going to give them to Goodwill or something otherwise, If you want them they're yours."

"If you're sure. I would love to have them, that would really help me out."

"Great, just come by the day after tomorrow and we will fix you and Pepper up. Do you have a truck?"

"Yes, I do. Sara, I really appreciate this."

"Just call and we will set up a time. Better yet, just come on by. I'm often in the back around the pool so I may not hear the phone or the doorbell." Sara left soon after and started her jog back home. "Man, he looks good in those shorts," she thought.

***

Kalid had made the trip from Hell and found himself in Vegas. "Perfect," he thought, "I'll get the mother out of the way first and then take the sisters." He had found new clothes in a house he broke in to. The clothes were almost a perfect fit and would help him blend in. He positioned his dagger near his left rear pocket where he could reach it quickly if the need arose.

His knife was one of his most important tools. He had found out the hard way that when demons came into contact in this mortal world, a fight would inevitably start. Everyone always wanted to get all the credit for kills, hoping to curry favor with Satan. 

He had this dagger specially made for him by a blacksmith in the early 1700s. It measured over 8 inches long and less than an inch across. With both edges being razor sharp it was a potent weapon. It had a handle made from a human femur bone. It cut short many lives along with a few demons. Wrought iron was one of the few items that could dispatch demons. Its sharp blade could cause wounds that healed very slowly, and when thrust through a demon's heart or head would cause almost instant death. Wounds caused by other means would heal in just a few minutes to as long as an hour depending on how severe the injury was. He once had his right arm severed below the elbow. He had held his severed forearm back in place and watched it heal in less than twenty minutes. He waited for the home owner to arrive that evening and had quickly killed both husband and wife. Taking their money and car, he left to find the mother, Pamela.

Pamela had never gotten over Sara's and Kassie's father dying in a car wreck three years ago. This was the first time she had really tried to do anything fun for herself. She was only forty-two years old, having started her family right out of high school. She had immersed herself in working out after her husband's death and got back the body she had before having kids. Blonde, five foot five, slender and an ample chest and ass that any woman would be proud of. She hadn't dated but for a few times in the past few years and there had only been first dates. She just hadn't found anyone that interested her or had ignited her passion. Her one and only lover had been her husband. When her dates found out that she wasn't going to be "putting out" easily they usually never called back for the second date.

When Sara found out that her mother's best friend was going to Vegas alone, Sara approached her with the idea to go along. Pamela had been hesitant; money was tight. But when Sara and Terry had given her plane tickets she had jumped at the chance. They explained Terry got a large signing bonus at the investment firm he now worked for and she couldn't come up with any reason not to go. She had secretly wanted to do something like this—maybe it would let her relax and let her hair down. Both her daughters had been trying to get her to get back into the dating scene. At home she always felt like people would be judging her.

When Pamela and her friend Jessica had gotten off the plane they both where excited to begin their eight days of vacation. They went to their rooms at Caesars Palace and started getting plans and tickets for the shows they wanted to see while they were there. After a quick walk-through of the cassino, Jess had gone to play black jack and Pamela had gone to the bar to have a drink and just people-gaze. Pamela had noticed many of the men cast lustful stares their way as they walked the floor. She hadn't been there but a few minutes when an older gentleman had tried to strike up a conversation. He had quickly left when he saw her wedding ring. She still wore the ring more in honor of her former husband than anything. 

She slipped it into her purse. It wasn't long before another gentleman closer to her age approached and offered to buy her another drink. While flattered she just didn't feel like starting anything with a man yet. She just sat and enjoyed the sights and sounds of the game floor.

She could just see her friend Jessica and the black jack table; she had certainly drawn a male crowd. Pamela could see Jessica was enjoying the attention. And why shouldn't she? She was single with short black hair, a beautiful face, and personality to go with it. Pamela thought Jess was every man's dream woman. As she was watching Jessica, a man entered her line of sight, staring straight at her. Walking toward her, he had a smile that was almost a smirk. Like he knew something she didn't.

"He can't be much over thirty or so," she thought. Piercing eyes and a body that looked as if he worked out regularly. Over six feet tall with a swagger about him as he walked closer. "He must be looking at someone else," Pamela thought. But he walked up in front of her and gave her the full smile.

"Hi, you look like you could use some company." Reaching out his hand he said in a deep voice, "I'm Kalid."

Pamela instinctively shook his hand and managed to get out "I'm Pamela," before looking in his eyes and feeling the room get warmer. "I don't...I don't know if I'm looking for company right now," she said at barely more than a whisper. Looking in his eyes she could feel herself heating up, not temperature-wise, but an internal spark that she hadn't felt in years. She could feel the wetness between her legs and blushed until she was starting to get red-faced. She finally realized she was still holding his hand. "But I guess a little conversation would be OK."

Taking the seat beside her, Kalid hardly took his eyes off hers. "I always enjoy meeting beautiful women. And you are certainly the most beautiful here."

Pamela's face now went completely scarlet. "I'm here with a friend," she said, trying to pull her eyes from his.

"Yes, I know," came the words in her head. Or they seemed to whisper into her head, his lips never moved. "I would love to spend some time alone with you" popped into her brain, again without his lips moving.

Pamela felt like a teenager with her first crush with all the feelings that rushed through her body. She sat there beside this handsome younger man, and before long the sounds of the casino became a low murmur in the background. She just sat there and stared into his eyes, feeling more excited by the minute. How could this be happening to her? He wasn't even talking to her, or his lips weren't moving anyway. But the soothing words continued to flow in he head. "You are beautiful, you are special, you are charming, you are sexy." When the last words flowed into her brain she realized his hand was on her knee, just lightly rubbing in a very provocative manner.

She could believe it when the words "I have a room upstairs" tumbled from her quivering lips.

Kalid stood up and offered her his hand. "Shall we?"

Pamela took his hand and headed for the elevator. She was in lust with a man she just met. This wasn't like her, she didn't believe in quick affairs with random strangers. As she stepped onto the elevator she turned to him to tell him she couldn't go through with this—whatever you wanted to call it. A onetime hookup, a quickie, an affair. She didn't even know if he was married, maybe he was even a serial rapist. No, with the passion he ignited in her he wouldn't have to rape a woman to get her into bed with him.

"I don't think this is such a good idea," came from her mouth but when she looked into her eyes again she was lost in lust.

"I think we would be more comfortable in my room," Kalid said.

Pamela nodded in agreement before his lips found hers and she felt her body respond to his. She slid her tongue slowly into his mouth and felt his tongue slide along hers. When the doors opened she was too far gone to even think about resisting. She simply let him lead her to his room holding his hand. As soon as they closed the door she practically jumped into his strong arms. Kissing him with abandon and wrapping her arms around him. She broke away and looked around the room.

"Wow, you really have the deluxe room. Jacuzzi and everything." She reached up and started undoing the buttons on her blouse. She took it off and stood there in her jeans and bra.

"You truly are beautiful," he said as he started taking off his shirt and pants.

She was way ahead of him, having already removed everything but her bra and panties. She reached behind her and unhooked her bra before sliding her panties down her legs. She sat on the edge of the bed and watched him finish undressing, holding her breath when he lowered his boxers. A very hard cock stuck almost straight toward his navel. She didn't think it was any bigger that her former husband's, but it sure didn't look any smaller either. Smiling, she reached out her hand to him, bringing him to stand in front of her. She gripped his cock and started lightly stroking it.

Kalid was surprised; he hadn't used any mind control on her since the elevator, and this woman was still eager for him. He gasped when she brought his penis to her mouth and began to take him in her mouth. He had to suppress the urge to come to soon as she began taking him deeper. He reached down with his right hand and rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. This brought a low moan from Pamela as the pleasure seemed to go from her nipple straight to her loins.

"I cant believe I'm doing this," she thought, "I didn't even do this for my husband very often." She continued to slide her mouth up and down his hard cock, trying to take a little more each time she went down. She couldn't take more than three inches or so before she could feel it triggering her gag reflex. She raised her hand and cradled his balls as she bobbed her head on his prick. She could feel his sac draw up tight and knew he was close to coming. She never took her husband's sperm into her mouth but for some reason she was ready to take this stranger's.

Kalid was close but didn't want to spill his seed into her mouth. Pushing her head off he took a couple of deep breaths to calm down. "Slide back on the bed," he ordered.

"Wait, I have protection in my purse," Pamela said, breathing heavy. She jumped off the bed and grabbed a condom from her bag. "Thank you, Jessica," she said to herself. Her friend had insisted Pamela carry a condom with her "just in case." At the time she thought there was no way she would need one and had only agreed to do so to not start a fight. But her friend had been right as usual. Sliding back on the bed she quickly oped the condom wrapper and slid it on his hard staff.

Kalid definitely didn't like using condoms but was so eager to get inside this woman he let her encase his dick. As soon as she laid back and spread her legs, he moved into position and guided his hard member into her wet pussy.

Pamela gasped a little at the sudden thrust into her core but she quickly got past what little pain there was. Wrapping her legs around his waist she urged him to fuck her hard and deep. She felt an ember start burning inside her body and thrust her pelvis up as he pushed down. She could feel his chest rub against her hard nipples as he moved.

"This woman is on fire," Kalid thought. "I may just show her a good time before I end her life."

As he thrust into her pussy as fast as he could, she felt the fire spreading through her groin. She was breathing heavy and looked down at his body as he strained, trying to give her what she needed.

He was getting close again and had to slow down—even with this damn rubber on, this woman was a terrific fuck. He suddenly pulled all the way out and motioned for her to flip over.

"No, I'm almost there," she moaned. "Just a few more minutes."

He grabbed her leg and rolled her over onto her stomach, Slapping her ass lightly, he said, "On your hands and knees."

She didn't have much choice so she complied but thought she wouldn't be able to orgasm this way. She never saw or heard Kalid remove the condom before lining his cock back up and easing it into her ready vagina. This time it was Kalid who let out a moan as he slid inside her. She soon found that the fire hadn't been extinguished but burned just as hot in this new position. It didn't take her long before she felt like she would explode. She lowered her shoulders down to the bed and let Kalid pound into her core as hard and fast as he wanted. Her moans filled the room and soon became almost a scream as her orgasm started.

Kalid pounded into her as hard and deep as he could, letting her have this last bit of pleasure before he sent her soul to hell.

She was having possibly the best climax ever as she felt him slamming into her. She felt him lean over her back as her pussy clamped down on his plunging cock. She felt his hands go around her neck and squeeze. She had heard of erotic asphyxiation; she was so caught up in her orgasm she let him shut off her breath.

"God, this is so good," Pamela thought as she felt his prick start pulsing inside her pussy. But it wasn't but a few seconds after that the thought of she couldn't breathe registered. She tried to pull his hands from her throat as panic began to set in.




Sara's Seduction Pt. 02 Ch. 02



I want to thank Kimtacular for helping me with this story again. I give her a poorly written story and she makes it readable. I hope you enjoy and I welcome all feedback. This is a continuation of "Sara's seduction." 

*****

Kassie Came home with a new suit and a smile on her face after a great day shopping. She saw the note on the front door and tried to be quiet. Going to her bedroom, she couldn't wait to get in her new suit and lay out by the pool. Stripping off her clothes, she didn't notice the closet door open an inch or so. Kassie turned toward the mirror on the closet door when she got the bottoms pulled up. She turned this way and that, checking to make sure everything was covered to her satisfaction. She slipped the straps of the top over her shoulders and fastened it in the middle. Even though she thought she had small boobs, she still found she had to arrange her top to cover them the way she wanted. This doesn't look too bad for a flat chested, skinny ass white woman, she thought. As a last test, she lightly pinched her nipples, making them hard. She was relieved they didn't show through the way they had when she wore the suit Sara had given her.

Satisfied with her new suit, she grabbed a glass of tea from the kitchen before heading to the pool. With a smile, she thought she could get used to a pool and a great house like this.

Kalid could hardly contain himself watching the young woman trying on the suit. She was easily as beautiful as her sister. One thing that bothered him was that he couldn't read any of her thoughts. Nothing. He had never had anyone completely shut him out. There still wouldn't be any problem. He was much stronger than this little slip of a woman.

Kassie jumped into the pool, welcoming the cool water. She did a few laps before climbing the ladder and drying off. She stretched out on a lounge and closed her eyes.

Kalid stood just inside the house and tried to stimulate the young girl's mind, slowly bringing her arousal higher. He noticed Kassie moving her legs as if trying to scratch an itch. He smiled when he saw her place a hand over her breast and squeeze.

Kassie felt herself getting wet, and thoughts of Terry came to mind. This is so wrong, she thought. What was happening to her morals? She shouldn't be thinking about her brother, especially the erotic thoughts that seemed to flow into her. She felt her hand on her breast and squeezed her nipple, sending intense pleasure to her crotch. The shock of what she was doing jolted her to jump up and dive back into the pool. After swimming a few laps, she got control of her cravings and climbed up the ladder to leave the pool.

"Good afternoon, you must be Kassie."

Startled, Kassie looked over the gentleman coming toward her. After getting over her surprise, her first thoughts were "He's hot."

"I'm Kalid Azad. I'm appraising Frederic Montabalm's holdings, your sister wasn't feeling well and told me to go ahead with my inspection."

Kassie held her hand out to shake, giving him a smile that could melt most hearts. "Sorry, I just wasn't expecting anyone but my sister. I forgot she told me you were coming by. How's the job going, does everything look to be in order?"

Oh, yes, Sara has done an outstanding job making the house look like the magnificent structure it was many years ago. I'm sure Fredric would be pleased. Did you meet Fredric when he was here?"

"No, I have only been here a couple of days, but Sara tells me he's quite the charmer."

Kalid kept trying to lock her eyes with his but was having little success. "Kassie, you have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. I bet most women are jealous. May I look closer?"

She hesitated. "OK, but believe me, most people think I just look weird."

Kalid stepped in front of the young woman and reached out with one hand under her chin and tilted her head so their eyes locked.

Kassie continued to talk, but found herself losing focus on the conversation. Thoughts of the pleasures his body could give her filled her mind. She realized she was no longer talking, just staring into his eyes. A heat began to envelop her body, especially below her waist. Within minutes, she was breathing heavy and could feel the moisture between her legs. When he reached for her hand, she followed without any hesitation. He led her to a picnic table and lifted her by the waist, placing her down so that her ass was just perched on the edge of the table.

Kalid thought he had her completely under his control now, and risked losing eye contact for a kiss. He was pleased when Kassie eagerly responded. In fact, Kassie was the one who slipped her tongue into his mouth first. But no matter how hard he tried he could not read any thoughts or memories from her.

All Kassie could think about was the need she felt inside. As they continued kissing, however, she began to regain control of her emotions. She placed a hand on his chest and lightly pushed away from him. She couldn't believe she was sitting on the table kissing this stranger.

"Stop, I shouldn't be doing this. I'm sorry, I guess I sent the wrong signals, but this just isn't me."

"Look at me, Kassie," Kalid ordered. He wasn't going to lose this opportunity!

"Please stop, I didn't mean to lead you on," Kassie pleaded.

Kalid reached out and placed his hands around her face, forcing her to look at him again. Kassie was getting scared and angry now. "Just let me go," she said in a louder voice. She fixed him with a stare to convince him she meant business. However, as soon as her eyes met his, she once again felt waves of lust surging through her body. Within seconds, she was eagerly anticipating his touch. She slowly lay back on the table with her legs spread around Kalid's waist.

Kalid smiled at her surrender and ran his hands over her bikini top. This brought a low moan from her lips, and she grabbed his hands, pressing them even harder into her breasts.

"Oh, God, yes," was Kassie's response when he reached behind her back and pulled the knot free. He pulled the top from her and began to roll her nipples between his fingers. Pinching them lightly and pulling on them, he had them as hard as they had ever been. Louder moans were coming from the lust-crazed young woman. Kalid reached down, grabbing a leg in both hands and lifting them over his shoulders.

Kalid let his eyes drift down to her breasts. To his surprise, he saw Kassie rubbing and squeezing her nipples. His gaze lowered to her bikini bottoms now, he no longer had to keep eye contact with his victim. Reaching one hand down, he ran his fingers up and down the outside of her still covered pussy.

"You've held me off long enough, little one, it's time we finish this." With that, he grabbed the waistband of her bikini bottoms and ripped them off. He ran his finger slowly up and down her soaked slit before roughly pushing a finger inside. "You feel as tight as a virgin on her wedding night." He reached for his zipper with his other hand and pulled his hard member free.

Kassie had begun to come out of her lust-induced fog and when he ripped her bottoms off she was startled back to reality. She could feel him push a finger inside her and heard him lower his zipper.

"No, I don't want to do this," she said in a soft voice. But when she felt him rubbing his cock up and down her wet slit, she tried to sit up.

Kalid slid his cock up and down a couple of times, making sure it was lubricated enough and stopped with his penis at her opening and pushed. Closing his eyes, he savored the intense feeling of her muscles trying to keep him from penetrating.

Kassie was now enraged enough to ignore the lust she still felt inside. "No," she yelled and threw a palm strike at Kalid's nose.

Kassie's legs dropped from her attacker's shoulders, and she started to sit up. Kalid was now in a rage; he grabbed her neck and slammed her head onto the table. His other hand found his knife in its sheath in the small of his back. Without hesitating, he raised his hand and brought the knife down.

Kassie knew she was in a fight for her life when she saw the blade coming toward her chest. She managed to catch his wrist before he could strike. Kalid snatched her other hand and slammed it into the table. She stopped his knife thrust but struggled to keep him at bay.

"Stupid bitch," Kalid yelled. "If you want to do this the hard way, we can." He now brought his weight to bear down on the knife.

Kassie knew she couldn't hold the weight with only one arm, but couldn't get her left arm free. She was quickly losing strength and saw the dagger slowly start descending toward her chest. 

Kalid knew she would grow tired and gave a satisfied smirk as he aimed the knife point at her right breast. Slowly, the knife moved closer toward its mark.

"No, please don't do this!" Kassie pleaded. "You can have me, just, please don't kill me." She watched in horror as the knife got closer. She pushed with all her strength, but saw that she couldn't stop him. She wanted to shut her eyes but couldn't stop looking as the point started to penetrate just above her nipple and into her aureole. Blood appeared around the knife as it slowly sank into her chest. The pain was indescribable. She didn't realize, but she had stopped all resistance and just lay there with her hand still on his wrist.

Kalid stopped. "Damn, you are a feisty little bitch. If you had just relaxed I could have made this less painful. Your mother and sister didn't put up this much of a fight when I took them."

Kassie looked into his eyes and knew he was telling the truth. Even if she had no family left, she still wanted to live. She was having trouble breathing now as blood began to fill her lungs. The pain increased and she started to go into shock.

"Let's get this over with, shall we, and then I can have a little fun before you die." Kalid pushed with all his strength and embedded the knife into the picnic table.

Kassie felt the dagger come out through her back. She knew there wouldn't be any recovery from this, she was going to die. Kalid left the knife in place and moved back into position to fuck. Once again, he lifted her legs over his shoulders and lined up his cock to push into her still wet opening.

***

Dave knocked at the front door and got no response. He was about to go around the house to the back when Detective Darius pulled up. Dave introduced himself to the detective and they shook hands.

"I met Sara and her husband several months ago and I just stop by once in a while to check on them," Darius said.

"Sara said she would probably be in the back around the pool with her sister," Dave told the detective.

"Oh, I didn't know she even had a sister. I'll just come back later when she doesn't have company," Darius replied. 

"Yeah, I don't know her well. I came over because Sara's getting rid a some furniture she thought I could use. I just moved here and I can use all the help I can get. Actually, if you have a few minutes, I may need help carrying it out to my truck."

The two men walked around the house and when they got to the back Darius yelled out, "Sara, are you back here?"

Kalid looked up, spotting the two men and could instantly tell they weren't to be messed with. He yanked on the dagger, but found Kassie's body came up with the knife. He held her down then ripped the dagger from her body, blood spattering on the deck. He grabbed his shirt and ran a round the house to his car.

"Did you just see someone jump over the deck and run?" Dave asked.

Darius pulled his gun and ran after the man he glimpsed just as he disappeared around the corner.

Dave started to follow, but thought he would let the policeman do his job and not get in the way. As he got to the stairway leading to the deck, he was greeted with a horrific scene. He rushed up the steps. "Sara, are you OK? Oh, my God." Blood had begun to pool on the deck as well as the table she was laid upon. The fact that she was naked never even entered his mind as his training took over. Turning her head, he saw that it wasn't Sara but the woman looked so much like her that he knew it had to be her sister. He saw the gash in her right breast. Lifting her up, he saw that she also had an exit wound. He pulled his cell phone and laid it on the table beside the woman, placing it on speaker phone and calling 911.

After giving the address, he started giving info to the EMTs that were already on the way. "I see a perforating injury to the right chest area, I believe she's had a pulmonary laceration."

When Darius came back to the deck, he could hear Dave still giving out information and holding pressure over what had to be a fatal wound. The amount of blood that had pooled on the deck was more than enough to kill a small woman. He had been relieved to see it hadn't been Sara but now wondered if she was OK. "I'm going inside to look for Sara."

"Help me lift her to a sitting position, I think she might breathe better." Dave was doubtful if anything would help but with Darius helping they raised her to a sitting position. She made gurgling noises and blood began to form on her lips. "I've got her now, go check on Sara. He held pressure over her breast and her back trying to slow the blood loss. Hearing voices, he looked up and was amazed to see EMTs rushing toward him. How did they get here so quickly? he thought. If they can get her to the hospital quickly enough she might have a chance. As soon as they took over he went inside to help find Sara.

Sara was in bad shape, he could tell almost immediately. The detective leaning over her, trying to get her to respond, but wasn't having any luck. She just stared straight ahead and barely moved her lips. Dave started checking her pulse. He heard a light sound come from her lips and leaned in close. She was trying to talk, but hardly got out more than a light moan.

"Sara, can you hear me? Blink your eyes if you can hear me."

Watching her face, he saw her blink her eyes once.

"Did someone drug you?"

Two blinks.

"Has someone attacked you?"

One blink.

He really hated to continue, but knew he had to get what information he could for the doctors to properly help her. Dreading the answer, he leaned down close to her ear.

"Have you been raped?"

This time he saw a tear roll from her eyes as she blinked once.

Her eyes were pointed down toward her waist. Darius had thoughtfully pulled a sheet over her naked body as soon as he had found her.

"Sara, do you trust me to give you a quick check over? I am a registered medical technician, I might be able to gather information the doctor may need." One blink from Sara and he turned to the detective. "Can you please watch the door and keep everyone out for a few minutes?"

Darius nodded and went to stand in the doorway.

Dave pulled the sheet down past her chest and began looking for injuries. Rolling her over on her side, he checked her back. Finding nothing, he moved her to her back and removed the sheet from the rest of her body. It was obvious there had been trauma, for her thighs were slick with semen. Placing his hands on her ribs, he pressed and asked if that caused any pain. Two blinks and he moved his hands around and pushed on her stomach. "Any pain here?" Two blinks and he moved his hands to her lower stomach and pressed. As soon as he pushed he felt something move inside. Trying not to show any emotion, he calmly asked, "Sara, did he put something inside you?" Almost afraid to look into her eyes he saw one blink. "It's going to be OK, Sara, your sister is already on the way to the hospital and they are here to take you."

Getting up from the bed, he pulled the sheet back over her and motioned the EMTs to get her ready to move. Walking to the hallway Darius pulled him aside and asked what he found. "The bastard put something inside her, I don't know what it is, but I felt it move."

"What do you mean, like a vibrator?"

"No, I mean an animal or something, Something is alive and moving inside her lower abdomen. I'm going with Sara in the ambulance, I need to talk to the doctor about what I observed."

***

Kassie would become conscious for only a few seconds at a time. It was so confusing, almost like a strobe light where she could see for a couple of seconds before the light would go out. She did remember a dark skinned man leaning over her and loudly asking her about medicine she was allergic to.

"Miss, I'm Doctor Wesley Taylor. I'm going to take care of you today." He was shocked when the woman reached up and grabbed the front of his scrubs and pulled. Leaning down close to the young woman, he heard a weak but determined voice.

"Doctor, don't let me die, I'm not ready."

"Miss, no one in my care is dying today. I promise you'll be up and going in no time." Looking at the woman, he saw her eyes close and felt her hand let go of his scrubs. Buzzers started going off and the doctor and nurses ran with the dying woman toward the operating room. Doctor Wesley hoped he could keep his promise to the patient.

***

Terry hated leaving his wife and sister, but work came first. When he got to his office he was informed a car would be by to pick him up. "What? I'm supposed to go to Boston to meet with the client."

"Change of plans," was the reply from his boss. "Make sure you don't screw this up, Terry. Your future with this company may depend on how you handle this. I didn't know you knew Miss Summers, I hope you can use that to your advantage."

"I don't think I know any Summers. What's her first name?"

"Trisha, Miss Trisha Summers, she asked for you personally."

"I don't think I know anyone by that name." I wonder what her maiden name was, Terry thought. "I guess I will know her when I see her." Thirty minutes later he was in the back of a limousine heading toward the wealthier parts of the city.

He was taken inside the house by the driver. Looking around, he wasn't that impressed with her residence. It was older and in need of some upkeep. This place needed his wife's tender loving care, he thought with a smile. At least he would be able to go home tonight. The driver brought out some iced tea and said to relax, Miss Summers would be down soon. He drank the tea and sat back on the couch to wait. He soon fell into a deep sleep.

"Hello, Terry. I hope I haven't kept you waiting too long."

Terry jerked awake at her words. He looked at his watch but was confused at the time. This didn't make any sense. How did so much time go by? God, what a headache he had. "Here is some coffee and some Excedrin. You look like you could use some," Trisha said with a smile.

He didn't remember her. She looked to be in her mid to late twenties, but he was never very good with guessing ages. But there could be no mistaking how beautiful she was. "I'm sorry, Miss Summers, do I know you from somewhere?"

"No, Terry, but we will get to know each other much better in the coming days." Trisha sat beside him on the couch and looked into his eyes.

When Terry locked eyes with his client he couldn't look away. But staring didn't seem like a bad thing when you got to stare into eyes as fetching as Trisha's. The room seemed to get smaller and soon all he could see was her eyes. He felt an urge to kiss her blood-red lips and the urge slowly became overwhelming. Leaning in he found his lips fastened to hers, eyes still locked. She raised a hand to his chest and lightly pushed him away.

"I think you would be more comfortable without the suit and tie, don't you?" she asked with a smile.

Terry stood up in front of her and pulled off his jacket and tie, throwing them on a nearby chair. He felt himself get an erection and knew he should feel embarrassed standing in front a client with a tent in his pants.

"Very nice, don't stop on my account." The seductive woman purred. She leaned forward and rubbed his bulge. "I don't think we need the rest of these clothes, do you?"




Sara's Seduction Pt. 02 Ch. 02



Terry's eyes never left hers as he removed his shirt, pants and underwear. He now stood before her in just his socks. His will to resist was beginning to increase.

Terry felt her hand close around his hard-on. He lifted a leg, pulling off his sock and then removed the other. He felt her pull on his cock and took a step toward her. Her cold hands on his dick sent a shudder through his body. When she leaned forward and took him into her mouth he forgot any thoughts of resisting. It had been so long since he'd had any sex. He placed his hands on the back of her head and pushed his cock into her cold mouth until her lips were mashed into his pubic hair. She began bobbing her head on his dick and could feel his balls drawing up in preparation to unload their contents.

"Not yet," Trisha said after removing him from her mouth, "I have something else in mind." 

Standing, she took him by the hand and lead him toward her bedroom. Once in the bedroom she started removing her clothes, watching him closely. As she got down to her bra and panties what little resistance he'd had seemed to evaporate. "Now that's more like it," she said.

Terry's breath caught in is throat as she dropped her bra to the floor. She had small breasts, maybe only an A cup. Her hips flared out and her pubic area was hairless. As she kicked her underwear aside he got a brief look at her ass, A perfect bubble butt and a toned midsection gave the appearance of an athlete's body. She couldn't weigh over a hundred pounds, he thought. He couldn't help but compare her to Sara. This woman was beautiful and if he wasn't married he would definitely tap that ass, he thought.

"Look, I'm sorry, Trisha, I'm married and I just can't do this," he said while trying to remember what happened to his own clothes. How did he get naked and why was he in the bedroom with this client?

"Terry, look at me."

Terry made the mistake of looking at her face and was immediately lost in her eyes again. He didn't even know his hand had extended toward her and he let himself be pulled toward the bed. He felt his erection throb with his excitement.

Trisha slid back on the bed and spread her legs, never losing eye contact with him. She crooked a finger at him, motioning for him to join her. Terry moved between her thighs without even thinking of his wife at home. The only thing he could think about now was that this enticing woman wanted him. It had been so long. With that, he just quit resisting. Reaching down he brought his cock to her slit and rubbed it up and down a couple of times. He could feel her wetness and eagerness.

Trisha released his mind and let him make his own decision. She was sure he would make the one she wanted. When he thought back on this she wanted him to know he made the decision himself.

Terry's mind suddenly became clear. He realized he was naked in bed rubbing his hard dick up and down this beautiful woman's slit. He could feel the small lips of her pussy parting for penetration. He couldn't help himself. He closed his eyes and pushed inside the willing woman, sliding in deep.

Trisha let out a moan. Wrapping her legs around him, she pulled him in and held him in place for a few seconds. Finally she relaxed her legs and he began to withdraw a few inches before burying himself inside again.

Terry was in heaven. He was finally balls deep inside a woman, even if it wasn't his own wife. He began to withdraw farther each time and then slammed back inside her tight pussy. He realized her vagina wasn't hot like Sara's, but he wasn't going to let that stop him getting off with a woman instead of his own hand for the first time in months. He began to slam into her with greater speed and force. He knew he wasn't going to last long like this and tried to slow down.

"Fuck me hard, I want your cum," said the smiling woman. "Just let go and fill me with your seed." 

Terry was still trying to make the incredible sensations last longer but when he felt her hand slide down to his ass and pull him deep inside he knew he wouldn't be able to prolong his pleasure. He pulled out till just the tip of his cock was inside and slammed back inside just as he felt the first pulse of semen shoot inside the moaning woman.

Trisha Pulled Terry's head down, her mouth on his neck. He felt a sharp pain when she started sucking. He didn't care, his climax seemed to increase in intensity till all he could think about was filling this pussy with his seed. He somehow knew she could take his life, but this moment was all he could think about. His jizz was now running out of her and sliding down the crack of her ass, and still he continued cumming.

Terry's climax slowly began to subside and his thrusting hips began to slow and soon completely stopped. He felt her sucking his blood and swallowing and became aware of what was going to happen if she continued. He didn't care.''

Terry slowly recovered from his incredible orgasm and fear slowly began to take over. Reaching up with his hand, he grabbed her around the neck and squeezed. "Stay away from me, you bitch," he yelled.

"Now where's the fun in that?" she said playfully, as if being choked didn't worry her in the slightest. "We are going to have a great time together, then you are going to answer all my questions." Wrapping her hand around his wrist, she gave it a little squeeze.

Terry felt like a vise was smashing his wrist and he let go of her neck. He tried to raise his other arm to overpower her, but she just grabbed that one too. He couldn't believe the power in this little slip of a woman.

She brought his hands to her breast. "Why don't we just get these simple questions out of the way, and then we can go back to having fun?"

Terry tried to not look into her eyes, knowing she would take control again, but like a moth to a flame he soon locked eyes with the seductive vampire. He could feel his hands massaging her small firm breasts and lightly pinched her nipples, making them hard little points.

"Who killed Fredrick, and where did his money go?" Trisha asked with a serious look on her face. She tried to read the thoughts in his head and found she could go much deeper than before she had fed on him.

"Monique killed Fredrick in our bedroom," Terry said in an emotionless voice.

"Why would she kill Fredrick?" Trish slapped him. "Tell me the truth, who killed Fredrick and why?" She lowered her body until her eyes were only inches from his and tried to dig deeper into his mind.

Terry didn't know why but knew he had to resist her mental probing. He was slowly able to push her out of his thoughts until she made a move to distract him. She slid down a little on his waist and felt her reach down and grab his almost erect penis. Squeezing it at the base, she lifted her hips enough and began to stuff him back inside her wet sheath. He couldn't stop the moan that escaped from his lips, and felt his hips push upwards to help sink his meat inside to the hilt.

Trisha felt him become fully erect and slowly lifted herself, letting his cock almost slip out before very slowly lowering. "Now tell me again who killed my lover, and don't forget that this is the fun way to get information, but we can do this the painful way if you want."

Terry felt he was losing his mind, feeling her sliding up and down his cock so slowly he wanted to grab her by the hips and pound into her over and over. Terry felt her breath on his face and looked into her eyes again. "There, that's better. You just think about how tight my pussy is squeezing your amazing cock, and how much fun it will be to empty inside me again." She continued to slide up and down him. It felt as if she was penetrating his mind as she fucked him. 

Several minutes later she had all the answers she wanted. It didn't matter to her that Monique had killed Fredrick, she still held Sara responsible for taking Fredrick away from her. She always felt he would return to her and be her life mate. If he had just stayed in Boston with her he would still be alive and with her today she thought bitterly. She began to feel her arousal rising, she had never been able orgasm from just riding a penis before. But soon the ember that burned inside her ignited a fire that seem to consume her senses. As her orgasm washed over her she found herself lying on top of her prey. She clenched around him while he continued pumping his cock into her. She laid on top of him and enjoyed the aftershocks of her release. He continued slowly stroking inside her, prolonging her pleasure.

Raising up to look him in the face, she smiled. "That was without question the best sex I've ever had," she told Terry.

"Well, let's just finish this." He turned his head so she could easily get to his neck. He knew he couldn't win against this monster and just resigned himself to his fate. Even though he expected it he still jerked when he felt her fangs bite deep into him. The next thing he knew was the incredible bliss of his orgasm. All he could think about was the pleasure of his cock unloading inside her pussy.

She continued to feed on him for a few minutes before licking closed the open wounds in his neck. "I think maybe we should save some for tomorrow night. What do you think, could you find the energy to do this again tomorrow?"

"I'll do whatever you want, whenever you want. I am yours to do with as you please." Terry's mind was now enslaved to her, he would give no more resistance. His only thoughts were pleasing his new mistress.

Trisha lifted off of him, his seed spilling from her nether regions. "I will have some food brought to you, just make sure you stay in this room." As she closed the door behind her, Terry heard the lock slip in place, and for the first time the full gravity of the situation hit him.

***

Sara didn't think this nightmare would ever end. Hours after she was taken to the hospital she was finally rolled into an operating room. She couldn't talk and the doctors' questions made her want to scream, if she were only able.

"Miss, we're going to do some surgery and we will get you fixed up, just hang in there with us." With that, things started happening quickly. Much later Sara woke in a dark room and thought she felt better. She turned her head and even in the low light she could see Dave's smiling face staring back at her.

"Feeling better, are we?" Dave said before reaching for her hand.

In a weak voice, Sara whispered, "I think you saved me, but how is Kassie? He said he had already killed her and my mother, can you call the police in Las Vegas and have her checked on?"

"Sara, I'm sorry, but the police have already been notified and your mother and the woman she was there with...both were found dead. I'm so sorry, Sara. I wish I knew something to help take away the pain. Kassie was still in surgery last time I checked, she has been in there for a couple of hours and has so far held on. That's an encouraging sign. She has one of the best doctors working on her."

Sara couldn't keep the tears from falling. "Have you tried contacting Terry, my husband?"

"Detective Darius has called his company and has sent an officer over to talk to his coworkers who saw him last. But no, we haven't been able to locate him yet. I know this is a lot to take in and you probably feel overwhelmed, but have faith, everyone is doing everything they can to remedy the situation, you just need to rest and be strong."

Sara turned her head and looked at the ceiling. Nothing is ever going to be the same, she thought. Within minutes, she was sleeping again and for a while the horror receded.

***

"Kassie, take a deep breath. Come on, Kassie, breathe for me." Kassie's mind was still in a fog after surgery, but she tried to follow the directions. When she took a deep breath she became a little more conscious. She could feel the pain in her chest and felt tubes in her nose.

"That's it, Kassie, just keep taking deep breaths." Dr. Taylor moved up and opened one of her eyes to check pupil response. "Do you remember who I am, Kassie?"

"Yes," Kassie said, no louder than a whisper, "you're the doctor who said I couldn't die on his table."

"That's good. I didn't know if you were going to listen to me, it was real touch and go for a while. You came through surgery fine and I think you will be up and raising hell soon. There's policemen wanting to talk to you, but I told them you would be more alert in the morning. Don't be afraid to ask for pain medicine, you'll heal faster if you are in less pain. Now just rest and I will see you early in the morning."

"Doc, what about my sister and mother?"

"Your sister is down the hall and doing great. Now relax, and don't go running and marathons for a few days."

Even as groggy and in pain as she was, she stilled smiled. "I'll try to restrain myself."

Dr. Taylor turned to check on other patients but couldn't help but notice how beautiful Kassie was, even with oxygen tubes in her nose.

***

Kalid had gone to a cheap motel and gotten a room using a false name. He still felt good about his day's work. Both sisters and the mother was gone. Now the just had the husband left. One thing that did disappoint him was he hadn't gotten to fuck Kassie before the two men showed up. Well, he would fix that tonight with a trip to a bar. Women were easy to find and fuck when you were a demon.

Around 10:00 that night, he had found his next victim: a thirty-three-year-old wife who was out with her friends for a girls' night. It had taken him a while for her to make eye contact with him but when she did it didn't take him long before she was almost panting with desire. When he approached the table where she and her friends were he simply held out his hand and smiled when she placed her hand in his. Her friends tried to talk to her, but she ignored them and followed him outside.

"Whats your name?" Kalid asked.

"Kim," she replied, "I shouldn't be out here, I need to go back to my friends."

"Nonsense, you and I are going to have a wonderful time. Where do you live? Is anyone else there?"

"I'm married, I need to go back inside," she replied weakly. And then without any more prompting she added, "My husband is working the night shift and there is no one else there."

"Shall we go, then?" Kalid asked with a smirk. "I have something I think you will enjoy, for a while, anyway."

Hours later Kalid got up out of her bed, He felt an urge to kiss her blood-red lips and the urge slowly became overwhelming. Leaning in he found his lips fastened to hers, eyes still locked. She raised a hand to his chest and lightly pushed him away. Retrieving the knife from his pants beside the bed, he thrust it into her chest piercing her heart. She had been a great relief after not getting to fuck Kassie. He looked over at the woman and couldn't help but laugh. "Another one for Satin," he thought, knowing his master would always embrace any souls he sent him. Maybe if he sent enough he would be allowed to stay topside with the humans for a while. 

***

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Sara's Seduction Pt. 02 Ch. 03



This story may not make much sense If you haven't read the previous chapters. I want to thank Kimtacular for helping me with this story again. I give her a poorly written story and she makes it readable. I hope you enjoy and I welcome all feedback. This is a continuation of "Sara's seduction." 

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Dr Lori McCandless sat at her desk doing paperwork after making her morning rounds. Among her many patients was one that she couldn't get out of her mind. 'She read through Sara's chart again, hoping for a clue to what had been inside the young woman. The specimen floating in formaldehyde on her desk was enigmatic. It was a revolting sight, almost 5 inches long and around the diameter of a dime. It almost resembled a giant maggot in color, but with a set of huge jaws. It had taken her quite some time to get it removed from Sara's uterus.

The intercom buzzed and her office manager told her a detective was in the waiting room hoping to speak with her for a few minutes. "Send them in, now is as good a time as any," she said wearily.

Detective Darius knocked before entering the doctor's personal office. "Hello, Doctor, I hope I'm not interrupting, I know you're very busy. I hoped to have a few words with you about one of your patients."

"I've been expecting someone from your department. I hope you can answer my questions as I hope to answer yours."

Darius moved to the chair in front of her desk and appraised the woman before him. Just a little over five feet, what appeared to be long brunette hair tied up behind her head and amazing blue eyes. Must be contacts, he thought to himself. It was hard to tell much about her body with the scrubs on and the desk hiding her lower half. Thin, if he had to make a guess, very light skin, almost as if she never got out in the sun. Overall he thought she was a very attractive woman.

The next twenty minutes they gave each other all the information each had but found together they still didn't have the answers they each sought. Lori looked at her watch. "Sorry, Detective, I have surgery in ten minutes."

"Thank you very much for your time, Doctor, I hope you will keep me informed of any developments."

"Of course, I will be glad to let you know what the lab results have to say about our little mystery." She motioned to the specimen in the jar. The doctor rose from her chair at the same time as the detective and shook his hand. "Let's keep in touch on this."

Darius walked to the door and turned to the Doctor. "I don't suppose I could buy you lunch sometime?"

"Sorry, Detective, I don't eat lunch, Now I really must go."

Darius gave a guarded smile in response and opened the door. He hadn't made it any farther than the next office when he heard the doctor call to him. Walking back to her office he found her rubbing her temples with her fingers.

"Can I call you Darius or do you prefer Detective?"

"Please, just call me Darius."

"That was very rude on my part, I didn't mean to dismiss your offer of lunch out of hand. It's true, I don't eat lunch, but I am leaving this hospital at exactly seven tonight and I would love some company for dinner."

Darius gave her a big smile. "I'll see you here at seven, then."

Darius was showered and waiting in her office when the doctor came out at seven on the dot. He couldn't believe the woman who came out and placed her arm in his and simply said, "Shall we go?"

This woman was drop dead gorgeous. She had her hair down and a slinky black dress that was tight in all the right places.

"My God, you really clean up well." As soon as those work came from his mouth he wanted to take them back.

"Well, thank you, I guess, Darius, you don't look so bad yourself. Although its hard to tell when you're cleaned up, since you probably always wear a suit and tie."

"I'm sorry, you just really look different from your work clothes. Shall we take my car?"

The meal they had was probably OK, he didn't really remember what he ate. He was in awe of the person with him. She had a wicked sense of humor and wasn't put off by his stories, even when they were a little salacious or gross. She never seemed to judge him for what he did for a living.

Looking at her watch she was surprised it was almost nine thirty. "Darius, I have to be at work tomorrow at five in the morning. What time do you go in?"

"I usually go in around six or so. Maybe I should take you home, we don't want you falling asleep tomorrow during surgery."

"I had a friend take my car and drop it by my house so you can take me there."

Lori was having carnal thoughts all the way home about the handsome black man. She hadn't been with a man in several months. She didn't know if she was making a mistake, but when he pulled into her driveway she asked him in for a cup of coffee.

Darius didn't know what she had planned, but spending more time with a beautiful lady was something he wouldn't pass up.

When they entered the house, she set the coffee maker on and said she would be right back. Darius looked around her living room and was impressed with how unpretentious and inviting her home was. He saw modern, but modest furniture with potted plants tastefully arranged around the room. A desk with an open laptop was arranged in front of the windows. Looking out he could see chairs and a table arranged on a small deck. When she came back a few minutes later he saw she had changed clothes again. Jogging pants and a t-shirt certainly wasn't what he expected, but found those only added to her allure.

"Coffee's ready. We can sit at the kitchen bar."

Darius sat across from the doctor and gave her a smile.

"What, do I amuse you somehow?" she asked, laughing.

"No, you're just not what I expected from a doctor, the ones I've met seem to live in another world. Fancy cars, clothes and houses built for a queen."

"Well, maybe someday when I get my student loans paid off. You're not what I expected a policeman to be like, either. I always thought they would be pushy and arrogant."

"Yeah, we can be that way. We spend our days wearing this badge and it sometimes is hard to go back to being just everyday people after hours."

A lapse in conversation overcame them and both sipped at their coffees, trying to think of something to say. Lori put down her mug and smiled. "So tell me about your girlfriend, Detective. Does she know you're here?"

Shaking his head, Darius replied, "No girlfriends or wives. I don't have very good luck in that area. The job doesn't help but most of the problem is probably me."

"At last, an honest male," Lori said, laughing.

"Tell me about your boyfriends," and then after a short pause, "or girlfriends."

Now she really laughed. "Just like typical male fantasies."

After a couple of moments Lori asked, "So how long since you've had a girlfriend?"

"Truthfully, a couple of years. How long since you've had a boyfriend?"

"Probably about the same...How long since you've been with a woman?"

"A couple of months," Darius said, looking at the smiling woman across from him.

"Ha, I've got you beat by a month. OK, you don't have to answer this if you don't want. How long since your last blood test?"

It took Darius to work out the time frame in his mind before he answered, "Three weeks." With a tilt of his head and raised eyebrows, she knew he expected her to to say how long for her also.

"About a month after the last encounter for me. Listen, Darius, we could sit here all night and play this game, but we both have to get up early tomorrow and I don't like games. I'm going to take a quick shower. If you're interested, meet me in my bedroom, otherwise lock up on your way out." Then she got up and brushed her hand lightly across his cheek before walking to her bedroom.

Darius sat there stunned for a couple of minutes before heading for her bedroom. He heard the shower turn off and quickly took off his shirt and tie. He had just gotten the button on his pants undone when he heard her open the door.

"Running a little behind, aren't you?" she said in a sultry voice.

Darius turned and saw her leaning against the doorway, wrapped in a towel. He could see her nipples trying to poke through the thin material. When she dropped the towel he was speechless. She had let her hair down and it now brushed her shoulders. He looked at her breasts and found her aureoles dark and puffy. Her nipples were hard little points that seemed to call to him. His eyes went lower and took in her flat stomach and the area between her legs that didn't show any hair. "Wow," was all he could think of to say.

Lori walked over to him and put her hands on his chest, looking up at him with a determined look. "I have a few ground rules that I should have gone over before we got this far. I don't like pain, no spanking, slapping or pinching. No name calling. I'm not a whore, slut or bitch. I don't like cum on my face or spitting. If you want to reconsider I understand." She looked up at the handsome black man and hoped she hadn't scared him off. "I almost forgot, no butt play and when I say no, I mean no."

Darius looked at the woman standing before him and smiled. "In other words, you want to be treated like a lady. That's the only way I know, and you deserve nothing less. But I do have one problem, I didn't bring any protection."

"That's why I asked you about blood test. I'm on the pill." Lori then reached a hand up behind his head and pulled him down for their first kiss. As her breasts pressed against his chest her nipples hardened even more. She reached a hand down into his pants and felt his hardness. Lori then took both hands and pushed his pants and underwear down his legs so she could finally grip his shaft.

She pulled away from the kiss to look at his erection, "Oh, my, it looks like I won the lottery." She smiled up at Darius and stroked his cock a few times.

He placed both hands under her arms and picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He walked her back to the bed and softly laid her down. Lori moved to the middle of the bed and got a little nervous. She had been with men who were large down there but this was by far the biggest she had ever seen.

Darius quickly finished removing his clothes and climbed in, covering her body with his before kissing her again. He broke the kiss and moved down to her breast, licking a nipple before pulling it into his mouth.

Lori felt his tongue flipping her nipple back and forth and let out a low moan. Her breasts weren't large but her nipples were very sensitive. She felt her hips lift up as if seeking more contact with his body. When he moved to her other breast she placed a hand behind his head and tried to increase the feeling of his tongue on her nipple.

Darius could tell she was really enjoying herself but he had another goal in mind. When he lifted his head she tried to hold him there for just a second before she moved her hand from his neck. Moving down between her legs, he took in the beautiful sight awaiting him.

"You don't have to do that, just come on up here," Lori said.

"I want to do this," Darius said. He swiped his tongue up and down her slit, then slipped his tongue inside her small opening.

A loud groan came from her lips and her breathing quickened. She felt his tongue inside her for a moment before it moved up and circled her clitoris. She didn't realize her hands went to his head and tried to pull him in tighter to her groin. He continued to slide his tongue up and down her slit, then he would lick her little button. Within a couple of minutes she was ready to explode. When she finally climaxed she tightened her legs around his head as if she would never let him go.

Darius felt her clinching and heard her groans of pleasure. He lightened up the pressure, knowing some women got very sensitive after climax. He continued to move up and down her now soaked lips as her spasms slowly receded.

"Oh, my God, I've never gotten off so quickly before," said Lori, looking down at the smiling black man. "Come up here before you make me come again."

"Whats wrong with that? I could do this all night if I got to see you get off like that." Taking a final lick up her slit he moved back up and felt her legs wrap around his waist. He moved down to kiss the panting woman and found her welcoming his lips.

She could taste herself on him and found it only added to her excitement. "I need you inside me," she said, reaching down and grabbing his hard cock. She felt the precum on the head of his penis and spread it around to give her even more lubrication.

Darius was trying to go slow but Lori was guiding him eagerly to her pussy. He felt her move his prick up and down her soaked slit before placing it at her opening and pulling him in with her legs. When he felt her tight sheath start to envelop him he pushed forward and sank most of his shaft inside her.

Her face twisted into a grimace and she pushed against his chest. "A little slower, OK? I'm not used to what you're packing."

Darius slowly pulled out a little and then stayed still, letting her get used to his size. He watched her face slowly relax, before slowly pushing in an inch then withdrawing and inch. "Is it better now or do you want to stop?" God, I hope she doesn't say stop, he thought to himself.

Lori opened her eyes and smiled. "You're not going anywhere for a while, buster." She then used her legs to pull him deeper into her heat. Darius returned her smile and watching her face for any sign of discomfort, pushing until his balls rested against her ass.

Darius withdrew until only the head of his dick was still inside then pushed back in a little faster. Building up a rhythm he knew he wouldn't last long. "Don't you dare come before me," she ordered. She could feel the heat building inside her loins and urged him to go faster. The heat quickly flared into a fire and she knew her orgasm was only moments away. "Almost there, faster, faster, harder," she commanded.

Darius was trying to hold off but he had reached the end of his endurance, with a load moan he began to shoot ropes of semen into her. In his rapture, he didn't know Lori had started her climax until he felt her fingernails digging into his back. His climax seemed to go on forever, but finally his balls spit the last of their seed into the beautiful woman beneath him. Gasping to catch his breath, he pulled out and rolled to the side of his equally exhausted partner.

Lori caught her breath first. "That was incredible," she said and reached down and fondled his wilting hard on. She felt his seed pouring out of her. "I need to use the bathroom." When she got up she looked down at Darius and found his eyes were watching her every move. "Would you like to stay the night, or are you a 'love 'em and leave 'em' type of guy?"

"I would love to spend the night with you, but I don't know how soon this will be ready to go."

"I think I may be able to help you with your condition," she said with a laugh, "if you follow doctors orders."

"I'm not good at following orders but I will do my best," Darius replied, giving her a big smile. "Now hurry up in there, I think I might feel a lump down there that you may want to check out."

The doctor and the detective had a wonderful night. He found she was able to bring his dick back to life several times that night, and they still managed to get a couple hours of sleep.

***

Two days after the attack, Sara was ready to go home. She stopped in to tell Kassie she would be back with clothes later that day. Dave, who had been checking in on her several times a day drove Sara to her house and insisted he bring some food in for her and her sister who would be released in a day or two.

"Dave, you have already done so much, I don't know how I can repay you."

"Isn't that what friends are for? Besides, I have really enjoyed getting to know you and your sister. Has she always been so serious? I mean, I can tell she is really smart, hell, maybe even a genius, but she seems to always be asking questions and asking why this and why that."

Sara put a smile on her face even though she wasn't sure if he was criticizing Kassie or not. "Kassie had a different upbringing, and yes, she is a little serious. And yes, she is a genius, she already has her doctorate in physics."

Dave interrupted. "I didn't mean to criticize her, I just didn't completely understand her. How can she have her doctorate, what is she, eighteen or so?"

"She's twenty one, she just looks younger...shes also all I have left." Sara couldn't keep back the tears that ran down her face and realized she had already thought of her husband as dead. "Well, except for Terry. I hope he's alright, I just wish I would hear something from the police." But it was obvious that she didn't really think he was.

Sara made some coffee for both of them and they were both startled when the doorbell rang. Dave was on his feet and moved toward the front door. "I'll get it, you just relax. Doctors orders, remember?" Dave answered the door and wasn't surprised to see the female police officer. He was surprised to see the gun in her hand and out of instinct he tried to slam the door. The first bullet hit the edge of the door with more blasting into the door as he slammed it shut, locking it.

Sara heard the shots and came running. "Get down," yelled Dave.

"What's happening?" Sara screamed, lying down.

The shots continued. She must be trying to shoot out the locks, he thought. "Come on, we're going to the basement," he yelled over the gunfire. Grabbing his cell phone he grabbed her hand and let her lead the way. "She can't shoot through the door, its too thick, but the windows will slow her down only a few minutes." Dave had 911 on the line before they got to the basement door. He was relieved to see there was a lock, they should be able to hold out until help arrived.

Sara listened to him tell the dispatch about a female police officer and couldn't make any sense of what he was saying. Why would police start shooting? Soon no more shots were fired, and only the groans of the generator could be heard. They spent the next hour waiting for the police to arrive and check their story. The police were as baffled as Dave and Sara. Dave's cell phone went off just as they were finishing up with the officers at the house. Sara could tell from his expression, it wasn't good news.

***

Kalid was in a much better mood. He had devised a plan that would take care of both sisters, and leave him to kill the doctor who had aborted his son. It couldn't work out any better for him, he thought, he found out from her office manager that Doctor McCandless was in the lab and wouldn't be back until tomorrow. He reached into his pockets and felt the handcuffs and Taser he had taken from the state trooper he had killed that morning. Finding the two female officers eating lunch together, two women whose minds he was able to take over, had been incredibly lucky. He had started by arousing them, then taking them to a motel to complete the brainwashing. They would complete the job he assigned to each and wouldn't even know what they had done. He was even humming a little tune as he pushed the elevator button for the basement, where the lab was located. He was going to hurt that bitch as much as possible, for as long as he could.

***

Lori got a call on her cell phone just before she got on the elevator on her way to the lab. She smiled when she saw it was Darius. "Hey, gorgeous, thanks for the flowers."

"Thank you. I had a wonderful time the other night. And no, I'm not just talking about how you took advantage of me. I really enjoyed the whole evening."

"I took advantage of you?" Lori said, laughing. "I seem to remember things a little different. I enjoyed it also, so maybe we can do it again."

"How about a late dinner tomorrow night? I could pick you up at your house around 8:00."




Sara's Seduction Pt. 02 Ch. 03



"I'll be ready. Where are you taking me?"

"Well, Doctor, you will just have to wait and see, you know you cant rush things like this. Hey, I gotta go, they just brought in a perp they want interrogated."

Lori smiled as she hung up. She really had enjoyed her evening with Darius. But back to work mode now, she admonished herself.

***

Nikki leaned back and rubbed her eyes. She had been working for almost ten hours and was exhausted. Nikki was the head pathologist for the hospital and had her own little lab in the basement. Fully equipped, well-funded, and glass enclosed so she could see what other lab technicians were working on. Her area in the basement was only used for detecting diseases and cancers in body fluids and tissues. Blood typing and screening was done upstairs in another department.

There were usually five lab technicians working in her department but she was the last one working this night. A movement by the elevator caught her eye and she saw Doctor McCandless walking to her door.

"Hey, Nikki, hows it going tonight?" Lori said after using her card to enter the secure area.

"Are you still working too, girl? We should be out chasing men instead of working here all night. What do you say, you and me go find us some young ones and help them live out their fantasies?"

"I'm so tired the only fantasies I have is ten hours of sleep." Lori laughed.

"Yeah, I hear you, girl. What are you doing down here with us lowlifes, is there something you need a rush on?"

"No, I just want to look at my mystery specimen again under the scope. Can I borrow one for a while?"

"You can have anything you want, I'm going home. You lock up when you leave."

"Thanks, Nikki, see you tomorrow. Give that son of yours a hug for me."

Nikki put up her slide and said good night before leaving. On the elevator ride she thought how much she enjoyed having Lori McCandless as a friend. She had sent gifts for every one of her sons birthdays and had always been someone she could talk to when the stress got to her. As she walked out of the hospital she saw the Starbucks across the street. She knew how much Lori enjoyed a great cup if of coffee. Its the least I can do for a friend, she thought, and waited for the traffic to clear so she could cross the street.

Lori had just gotten her specimen form the freezer and loaded it up to view when she heard the elevator open. She saw a good looking gentleman with a smile walking toward her. She didn't know why but something about this guy sent off alarm bells. "Can I help you?" she yelled so he could hear her through the glass.

Kalid looked around. No one else was there. He smiled knowing how easy this was going to be. He went to the door and found it locked. "Unlock the door, Lori," he ordered.

Lori could hardly hear his words but knew he didn't belong here, even if he knew her name. "I think you have the wrong floor, you need to go back up to the welcoming center and they will help you there."

"I said open this door," Kalid yelled, pulling the knife from behind his back.

Lori could see the hatred in his eyes, and when she saw the knife she almost screamed. She then remembered how safe this area was, there was no way he could get through the reinforced glass surrounding this lab. She reached for the phone and started to dial security when she looked at his face again. His eyes locked with hers and she felt time slow down. Without thinking she put the phone back down and just looked into his eyes. She felt a warmness start in her stomach that quickly spread to her groin.

Kalid didn't even hide the knife, he knew she was his for the taking, and he would take. "Come open the door, Lori," he said again, just loud enough for her to hear.

Lori knew if she opened the door he would take her life but the yearning for his caress was more than she could ignore. "No, I cant let you in," she replied in a weak voice. Then a voice went off in her head. "Take your top off." She didn't know why, but that seemed like a good idea. She didn't want to disappoint this gentleman. She pulled her shirt off but still had on a t-shirt she wore to keep warm in the operating rooms. "Take off the shirt" went through her head and she pulled that off and dropped it on the floor with the other one.

Kalid was getting tired of a step by step disrobing but knew once he got her naked she wouldn't be able to refuse to unlock the door. "Take off the bra and pants," he said, this time out loud.

Lori thought she should refuse his order but now only wished to please him. She reached behind her to unclasp her bra and pulled her pants down without taking her eyes from his. She didn't hesitate when he ordered her to play with her nipples. Her fingers felt so good massaging her hard nipples she couldn't help herself and slid one hand down into her panties. A groan came from her as her excitement began to rise.

"Open the door, Lori, and let me help you," Kalid said with a smile and stepped back as she complied with his wishes.

Lori opened the door and went into his embrace. She tilted her head up to keep their eyes locked and felt him move her hand aside to cover her small breast with his. Her knees got weak when she felt him roll her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. She heard the door behind her as it closed but could only think of the pleasure he was giving. He walked her back until her back was to the glass wall , and he pulled her hand from her panties. She felt the cold steel of the handcuffs slip around one wrist, and willingly let him pull her arms behind her, feeling the cuff close on her other hand.

Kalid read her mind and knew no one would be coming down here to bother them, so he had a little time to punish this bitch. First he reached down and ripped her her panties off. He could feel her excitement, she was very wet. He wasn't interested in fucking this bitch, instead he put a forearm across her chest and pushed her back hard against the wall. Still looking into her eyes he commanded her to repeat after him, "I'm a whore, I'm nothing but a slut for hard cock." He had her repeat this out loud over and over in a loud voice. He quit the mental stimulation and waited for her to regain her senses. He watched her eyes and saw her slowly come out from under his spell. She was still repeating the words when he felt her begin to struggle. He brought the knife up to her face. "Now I'm going to show you a little bit of what Hell is like."

Lori couldn't comprehend what had happened. Why was she saying terrible things about herself? '' She stopped repeating the words and wondered how she could say such things.

Kalid reached down between her legs and pulled his fingers through her wetness. "See, you are nothing but a whore," and wiped his fingers across her face, smearing her cream on her cheeks.

"No, I'm not a whore," Lori said an a small voice. "I'm not a whore!"

"Then why are you standing here naked with me?" snarled the demon. "You want what I have in my pants, don't you, bitch." Putting the knife in front of her face again she started to panic. She couldn't help but breakdown sobbing, begging him not to do this. "Please, you don't have to do this, what ever I've done, I'm sorry," she said, crying. He pushed her wet panties into her mouth, almost choking her.

"You killed my son, now you have to pay." Kalid spit out the words. "You bring pieces of him down here to examine, now I going to leave you in pieces for the cops to examine." He brought the knife down to her chest and pressed on the blade just enough to leave a small cut and drew it down between her breasts.

Lori couldn't help but follow the blade as it left a fire of pain and trickle of blood in its wake. She had figured out he was the one who put the thing inside Sara's womb. She knew she would die at the hands of this monster.

"Lets see, what shall I remove first? Maybe I should just go straight for the heart." Kalid put his knife point into her left breast and pushed until he felt her rib. He could hear the helpless woman trying to scream but the panties in her mouth choked off her cries. "Is this the right place, Doctor, to make sure I pierce your heart? No, that would be too easy, you have to feel the pain I felt losing my son." Pulling his knife from her breast he put the blade on the side of her nipple and his thumb on the other side. "Lets start with your nipples, then maybe your eyes and ears."

Lori looked down and saw blood running from her breast and felt the blade press into her nipple. She wished she would blackout, she knew how painful he was going to make this. "Fuck you," she tried to yell, hoping he would know that while he was going to take her life, she didn't give up.

***

Nikki waited at the elevator with two coffees she had got from Starbucks. She had fifteen minutes to spare for a friend, they could set and get caught up with each others lives. There were several people waiting at the elevator so she decided to take the stairs. Just as she got ready to push the door open to her basement lab she heard a short scream and stopped. She carefully opened the door and looked to her right. The scene almost made her drop her coffee and scream. Her first impulse was to turn and run, but this was her friend. All she could see was the back of the man in front of Lori but she could see enough of Lori to see she had no clothes. When she heard the man say he was going to cut off her nipple she knew she had to do something. She had nothing with her for defense...but she had ordered their coffee extra hot and her hands had started to ache from the warmth. She moved in behind the man and tossed the coffee on his back.

Just as Kalid started to press the knife into Lori's nipple he had an unbelievable burning all over his back. Screaming, he dropped his knife and pulled his shirt over his head out of instinct.

Nikki didn't hesitate. She grabbed her friend by the arm and pulled her toward the glass encased office door. Using her ID card she disabled the lock and pulled Lori in after her. Making sure the door was once again locked, she watched Loris attacker through the door, gyrating on the floor. Just as suddenly he stopped and grabbed his knife from the floor. He slammed the hilt of the knife into the glass repeatedly but 'stopped, seeming to realize it was reinforced.

"Fucking bitch, open this door, or I'm going to make sure your death is the most painful I've ever delivered." He locked eyes with his new adversary. It didn't take but a few seconds before he had her. He wasn't going to take long, being as mad as he was, and really turned up the stimulation. Within seconds Nikki moved to the door and reached for the handle. Lori knew what was happening and lowered her head to avoid their attackers eyes and ran into Nikki as hard as she could.

Nikki slowly became aware she was sitting on the ground. She saw Lori beside her with tears running down her cheeks. Without thinking she reached out and pulled the gag from her friends mouth. "Don't look at him," they said almost together.

"You've been stabbed," Nikki said and went into rescue mode. She pulled off her shirt and pressed it against Lori's breast. "How bad is it?" she asked, "are you cut anywhere else?"

"No, I'm OK, they're not too deep. Oh, God, I cant believe you came back. Call security and lets get this asshole locked up."

Nikki got up from the floor, making sure she didn't look toward the madman trying to get inside her lab. She grabbed the phone and called security, only then did she realize that Loris hands were cuffed behind her back. "Is this guy supposed to be a cop or something? How did he get the cuffs on you? I was only gone for a few minutes. Now we have to get you covered up before security gets here." Sitting back down beside her friend she put her arm around her and gave her a hug. "We will be fine, just as soon as this nutcase is locked up."

Lori couldn't stop shaking and crying as she leaned against her friend. "Thank you," was all she said, over and over.

***

Doctor Taylor had begun to look forward to his chats with Kassie. She was smart as a tack and even made him laugh. As smart as she was, though, she didn't know much about interacting with people. She would say something that made you understand how bright and inquisitive she was, then say the dumbest thing in the next breath. He had taken to kidding her and she had laughed at herself several times when she said something inappropriate or naive. She always just said what was on her mind in that instant, but he found it refreshing.

"Good morning, how is my favorite patient this morning? I hear you've been driving the nurses crazy around here with questions."

"Morning, Doc," Kassie said with a big smile. "Yes, I've been a real troublemaker. They won't let me run in the hall, can you do something about that?" Kassie had been walking up and down the halls and was thankful she was sitting in the chair by her bed. She hated the gown the hospital provided. She felt like her butt was always exposed when she stood. She would surely die of embarrassment if the doctor had shown up a few minutes earlier and seen her walking in the hall pulling her IV cart with her. "I would really like to get rid of this IV when you think its OK."

"Yes, I see how that could slow down your running. The hospital likes to have the IV in case you need some medication. Hows your pain level?"

"Not much pain, unless I try to do the chicken dance. Otherwise I'm feeling good, considering what happened."

"The nurses tell me you are having nightmares. Would you like to talk to someone about what happened? Sometimes just talking it out helps, we have some good listeners here at the hospital."

Kassie once again said what was on her mind at that moment. "I've enjoyed talking to you, does that count?"

"Well, I meant one of the trained doctors we have on staff. Doctor Marsh Keller is very highly recommended, and I am scheduled for a weeks vacation starting tomorrow, so she would probably be your best option."

"What, now? I've been such an awful patient that you need a vacation? I'll tell you what, Doc, you come back here tonight before you leave for vacation, and maybe you can convince me."

"Tell you what," he repeated, "Ill come by on my way home and bring Doctor Keller with me. Together maybe we can get you to sleeping again."

Kassie reached out and laced her fingers through his. "Thanks, Doc, I cant tell you how much I appreciate all you've done foe me." She couldn't help but notice how pale her fingers looked compared to his black skin.

Doctor Taylor could see she was getting teary-eyed and wanted to take her in his arms to comfort her. "I better get going, I have other patients that aren't nearly as much trouble as you. I'll be back this

afternoon and we will talk again."

Doctor Taylor walked to the elevator and couldn't stop thinking about Kassie. If she was any older, he thought, things might be different, but she was his patient and there was a line he couldn't cross, even if she was willing.

***

Deputy Shelly Burke walked into the hospital like she was on a mission, which she was. Stopping at the front desk she got the room number for the child killer who had escaped justice. Kassie would take her final breaths today, she thought to herself smugly. She had never taken the law into her own hands before, but this woman needed to be put down. She was nothing more than a rabid dog that had to be destroyed. The thought crossed her mind that it was strange she hadn't heard anything before last night about this woman, but now that she knew the whole story she wouldn't hesitate to act.

Walking into room 312 she found her target blissfully sleeping and no one else in the room. This will be so easy, she thought to herself as she pulled the syringe from her pocket. She had to reach across the sleeping woman to get her IV line and pulled the safety cap from the syringe. This was a large syringe that was full of nearly pure black tar heroin. She didn't even bother to get the air out of the syringe before inserting it into the IV line and depressing the plunger. Her work here was done. She walked into the hallway with a smile on her face, she felt good about what she had just done. She was startled when she heard someone greet her.

"Good afternoon, officer, visiting our patient again? I hope you're not to rough on her, shes been through a lot." Doctor Taylor smiled at the officer until he noticed her holding a syringe in her hand.

"Yes, I was just checking to see if she could identify the syringe found at the scene. We think it was dropped by the assailant but we have to check on everything. I need to get back to the station and give my report to the detectives," she said, smiling.

"Well, have a good day, officer," he replied before entering Kassie's room. That's odd, he thought when he entered, shes asleep already after just being questioned by the officer. Shaking her shoulder lightly she quickly woke.

"Hi, Doc, I was just napping to get my strength so I can argue with the new doctor about my needing to talk it out." She used hand quotation marks when she said "talk it out. I really don't think I..."

Doctor Taylor watched in horror as her eyes rolled back and her arms and legs began to shake. Pushing the call button he yelled "Room 312, stat." When three nurses rushed into the room, he yelled, "I need some Warfarin, now!"

The first nurse went to the IV to turn up the flow for the anticoagulant that would be injected.

"Doctor, look at the IV," she said, holding up the patients hand where the IV entered.

Doctor Taylor didn't know what the dark liquid was that was entering her veins but it wasn't anything the hospital prescribed. He quickly pulled the IV from the back of her hand and had the nurse hold pressure on the vein. He only had to think for a few seconds before he realized the officer had just tried to kill his patient with heroin. "I need some Narcan from the pharmacy, stat." The second nurse left and ran to the pharmacy. She hoped the meds the doctor had ordered would be ready when she got there.

The third nurse had a new IV started about the same time the breathless nurse came back with the Narcan. She injected the medicine directly into Kassie's arm as Doctor Taylor opened her eyes to check pupil response. Kassie's breathing and heart rate had slowed to almost a stop but started to pick up as the Narcan. 

"A total hospital lock-down is now in effect," blared over the hospital speakers.

"What the hell is going on?" asked the doctor. "They cant know about this already?"

"Pharmacy said there was an attack on a doctor in the lab, they didn't know anything more," said the nurse who had gone for the medicine.

Doctor Taylor watched as Kassie's eyes started to flutter and finally opened about halfway. Letting out a sigh of relief the doctor stepped back and addressed the staff in the room. "I want to commend everyone here, you saved the life of this woman today. You should all be proud of the way everyone worked together, now lets go and make sure all our other patients are alright."

***

It was another thirty minutes or so before Detective Darius made it to the hospital. He couldn't believe what was going on. Three separate attacks with two of them being done by police officers. A state trooper murdered the night before. Now he didn't know who he could trust. Were there more officers involved in this? How could he protect three different people by himself?

Doctor Lori McCandless, Doctor Taylor and Detective Darius had just entered the conference room when Darius got the message that Sara and Dave had just arrived at the hospital. Darius listened to each of their stories and it was obvious to everyone there that anyone associated with the two sisters was in danger. But in danger from whom? Darius was at a loss. With a tilt of his head, Dave motioned for a private conversation with the detective.




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Once out in the hallway, Dave made sure no one was within earshot. "Look, Detective, I know things are crazy right now, but please, hear me out. I can take Sara with me and we can lay low until you get a handle on this."

"I cant put a civilian in the middle of this mess," Darius started to say.

"I can take care of myself, Detective, I was a special operations combat medic, now I teach the same at Fort Bragg. I can assure you I can take care of the two of us. I would like to help with the others but I would need more backup for that. And it looks like you don't have much backup to offer."

Doctor Taylor had been standing by the door and overheard most of their conversation. He entered the hall to speak to them. "Detective, I'm leaving for a weeks vacation and going to a cabin in Southern Missouri. I don't know if she would even be willing but I could take Kassie with me. She still need someone to keep an eye on her for a few days. That would leave you with watching Doctor McCandless, and from what I've heard, that wouldn't be too distasteful for you."

"How did you know?" Darius started to say.

"Hospitals are the worst gossip mills anywhere. I know this is very unusual but unless you have a better plan I suggest we get everyone in agreement and spread out. We can keep in touch by phone and you can let us know when you have got this under control. The local sheriff and I went to school together, and I'm sure he would be glad to send a patrol car to check us.

Lets talk to the sisters first and see if they would even agree to something this crazy," Dave interjected. 

"The captain is going to shit when he hears about this," Darius said while shaking his head.

***

New chapter coming soon. Hope you enjoyed! 



Sara's Seduction Pt. 02 Ch. 04



Thank you KIMTACULAR! You are the best editor anyone could ever hope for.

Sorry about taking so long on writing this, the final chapter should be coming soon. For those who haven't read the previous chapters I think you would enjoy the story more if you started from the beginning. I know this is a long one, I hope you don't find it to boring.

*****

Sara had fought the plan to separate her and Kassie, but she had come to the realization that the plan had some merit. She went with Dave to his apartment under the cover of darkness. He was telling the truth when he said it was unfurnished, An old kitchen table with on chair, a television on the floor and one small bed were the only pieces of furniture in the place.

"Dave we have to do something tomorrow about furniture, this isn't exactly set up for two people. I have a company I use for the Montabalm house. 

"I'm sorry but I cant afford that rite now and I am fine sleeping on the floor." Hopefully we wont be here long, I have a good feeling about detective Darius.

"We'll argue tomorrow, now I need some food. Do you have any eggs, bread, or milk?"

"Sorry I don't even have a refrigerator, I do have a stove but I don't know if it works."

"I know a great Chinese place that delivers, do you at least eat Chinese?"

"Sure knock yourself out, I'll eat almost anything. I'm going next door to get Pepper, my neighbor has been keeping her the last few days."

Dave returned later with pepper in tow, or maybe pepper was towing him. She was full of energy and gave Sara all the loving she could stand. Supper was good and they both sat on the floor and watched the late edition local news. Pepper wanted to sit on Sara lap but she was diffidently not a lap dog.

"OK, I'm getting a sheet off the bed and pepper and I are sleeping on the floor. If she starts to snore just yell at her."

"Ill bet she not the one that snores," Sara said while rubbing the dogs belly. "That's a double size bed, Its for two people. After all you've done for Kassie and me, I wont have you sleeping on the floor."

"Sara I've slept on floors and even worse places during my time in the service."

"That maybe, but if one of us is sleeping on the floor it will be me. I'm not going to argue about this so get ready for bed and find something to use as a pillow. I'm taking the pillow" Sara said with a smile, "I have to have a pillow."

Dave could tell by the look in her eyes that she wasn't kidding around. "OK but I get the right side of the bed."

"Deal" was all Sara said

"Well Pepper, looks like you get to sleep on the floor tonight."

Sara was already in bed when Dave got out of the shower, she couldn't help but notice he just wore boxers when he got into bed. She felt him move around a little getting ready for sleep. "What did you get for a pillow?"

"A couple of towels, I cant believe you would take a mans pillow."

They were laying in bed, both hugging the side of the bed facing away from each other. Sara turned,

"Dave I want to thank you again, you saved Kassie and I don't think I could go on if I lost her too."

Dave rolled over to face Sara, "I wish I had shown up thirty minutes earlier. I cant understand why this guy wants to kill your whole family."

"If I told you, you'd have me committed, I'm not sure If I really know why this happening again."

"If you want to talk about it, I'm a good listener."

Sara could barely make out his outline in the darkness, not seeing him clearly made it somehow easier to talk to him. "It started a few days after we returned from our honeymoon, I met Fredric for the first time that night." That was all she got out before she started crying, 

Dave wasn't sure what to do, he had spent his life in the military and hadn't ever had to deal with a woman who seemed to be coming apart like this. He hesitantly put an arm around Sara, "Its going to be alright. Darius will get this guy and then you can start to get your life over again."

"You don't understand" Sara said between sobs, "Its never going to be better." Sara sensed his arm around her and felt the heat from where his bare chest touched her. "If I tell you the whole story you'll think I'm crazy."

They lay silently for a couple of minutes before Sara put an arm around his middle and put her face into his chest, feeling the hard muscles there. She stayed there for several minutes before she pulled back and began to tell her story from the beginning. It took a long time to get it all out with her breaking into

short fits of sobbing at times during her chronicle of events.

Dave felt tears of his own during her description of events, in someways they mirrored his own. She cried for awhile after her tale, finally calming down she asked. "I've also been hearing my mothers voice, I know she not there but I hear her as clearly as I hear you. So do you want to kick me out now, am I ready for the loony bin." 

"Sara we all try to not let go of a loved one, especially a parent. After all that's happened this week anyone would be grasping at straws." Dave hesitated for a minute before he started in on his tale of woe. "Sara , my wife was taken by the same monster that started your problems, Fredrick killed my wife. Or I should say he took my wife and made her a monster like he was. I understand your conflicted on his death, but the misery he's caused has affected thousands. Innocent people whom he killed simply because he could, many others, like my wife he turned into killing machines like him. That's why I'm really here, I came to find my wife and stop her before she hunts and kills others, spreading death and misery.

"Why do you think shes here, do you think she knows hes even dead?"

I don't know how she knows, but yes she knows. I don't know if she came here for revenge or what but

I think shes here close."

"How can you stop her, you say shes as strong as ten men, what chance do you have of stopping her?"

"According to your story its just like in the the movies, a wooden stake through the heart seems to work." 

They lay silently in each others arms for some time, each lost in their own thoughts. Sara threw back the covers and got up, "I'll be back." Sara went to the bathroom and splashed some water on her face. Is this what she really wanted to do she thought? Can I live with myself after this, I already hate myself she thought. She looked in the mirror at her bloodshot eyes, and almost lost her confidence. This is for me she said to the mirror, I choose to make this decision. She removed her clothes and turned off the light before walking out into the dark room. She found her way to the bed and laid on her side of the bed for a few minutes to gather her courage. Dave was laying on his back when she threw the covers from the bed. She moved over him and tried to find his lips with hers. Instead she found his eye, but she moved to his lips and laid her body on top of his. 

Dave was stunned when she started to kiss him, he was shocked when he felt her bare chest on his. He could feel her breasts press into his chest and felt his penis get hard. He took her by the shoulders and pushed her up a little bit so he could speak. "Sara are you sure about this, what about your husband?" 

"I'm very sure about this, I don't know how I know but my husband is dead." She then found his lips again, slipping her tongue between his lips. She could feel his erection press into her and moved a hand down to feel him through his boxers. She moved off him long enough to pull his boxers down past his hips before she mounted him again. She raised up and gripped his manhood by the base rubbing it back and forth in her wet slit. This will be the first time in a long time I've done this willingly she thought. She placed his cock at her opening and slowly settled down on him until she could feel his pubic hair against hers.

He moaned at the feeling of being inside a woman again, It had been a very long time for him as well. He reached up and fondled her breasts and nipples. She lifted up until he was almost to slip out when she sat down quicker this time bring a moan from her this time. He lightly pinched her nipple and wanted to bring one to his mouth. He raised his head just enough to pull one of her nipples into his mouth and lashed it with his tongue.

Sara felt his ministrations on her nipple and slowed down her thrusting to enjoy the sensations shooting between her nipples and her neither regions. When he finally let go of her nipple she started a fast rhythm of thrusts. Taking him inside as deep as possible before raising up until only the head of his dick remained inside. It seemed like years since she had felt an orgasm and she was going to have one tonight, or at least try. 

Dave was doing his best not to come to quickly but the incredible feelings seemed overwhelming. He reached down with both hands and grabbed an ass cheek in each hand slowing her down. He felt her lips once again fasten to his and this time plunder her mouth with his tongue.

Sara liked turning control over to him and felt his arms raise her up and down on his cock. She felt one of his fingers stray from her ass checks and press on her back door but not penetrating. For some reason she wished he would, everything he did seemed fantastic and she would let him do anything. She felt her orgasm approaching and pulled her lips from his. "Don't stop, I'm almost there, God please don't stop!" Just as she reached her peak she imagined it was her husband that was giving her such pleasure. "I miss him so much" she thought to herself as she felt her pussy start to spasm and squeeze down on the thrusting cock. 

Dave could feel her wetness over his entire groin, and felt her contractions when her orgasm started, squeezing him tightly as he continued plunging into her caused his orgasm to began. Shooting ropes of his seed into the spamming woman, his only thoughts were about how good this moment was. He continued stroking as he felt her orgasm start to ebb, his cock continued spurting a few more drops into the silky tightness of her pussy.

Sara continued to have little quivers and contractions and she could feel him still pulsing inside her tight sheath. She simply laid on top of him enjoying the afterglow, later she could feel his his prick slowly lose its hardness until it slowly slipped out of her. 

Dave wished he could stay like this forever, he felt his cock slowly slip from her. He soon felt his seed pouring out of her and puddling on his groin. I guess I'm sleeping on the wet spot tonight he thought to himself.

Sara lay there and enjoyed the afterglow of a great orgasm, it wasn't long before she hear him lightly snoring. She was wide awake and knew sleep would be a long time coming. She about screamed when she heard her mother voice.

"Sara, your a better person than this, be strong and don't ever forget I love you."

Sara through off the covers and turned on the lamp beside the bed. "Mom?" There was no one in the room and the only noise was coming from Dave's snoring. She sat up against the headboard and began to cry. She had lost so much she realized, she wasn't the same person she was just months ago. Yes she had been a victim she thought, but she had let that take over her life. She had giving up one the one person who would love her for life, she didn't really know if he was dead. She didn't know why she had told Dave that before having sex with him. She hadn't made love with him only had sex, how had she let herself become such a whore she thought. 

Thoughts were running through her mind in a random manner. Like she just couldn't focus on one thing, just bits and pieces seemed to pop into her head. It scared her she had so little memory of events that led to Fredric's seduction of her. How could she have let that happen, "No more" she practically yelled. "I will not be a victim anymore" she made a conscious decision from that moment forward she was going back to the person she was before. No more sleeping around, no more drowning in sorrow over things that had already happened. From now on she would only think positive thoughts. And if she got the chance, she would do everything in her power to make amends with her loving husband!

****

Sara didn't know, but at that exact moment her husband, Terry, was stroking into Trisha as fast as he could. He had become used to the nightly round of sex preceding her feeding from his neck. He would do anything for his master, willingly and without question. He could feel her begin to quiver and heard her moans increase. He bent down and licked her nipple before pulling it into his mouth. He knew she liked to have her nipples lightly bit or pinched when she was about to climax. 

His attention to her pleasure is why she had kept him alive so long. She had never had anyone try as hard as he did to satisfy her. She knew her climax was close and him sucking her nipples sent her over the edge. Trisha felt her vagina pulsating and the exquisite sensations as the intense spasms racked her mind and body.

Terry felt her clinching and let go his own orgasm, feeling his semen spurting into her for what seemed like minutes. He slowly continued stroking into her until both their orgasms had waned. He turned his head to the side waiting for her bite, when it didn't quickly come her looked at her. She reached up and caressed his cheek with her fingers. 

"You have gotten very good at this, I just may keep you around, I think I need a companion. Will you do anything I command?"

"Yes, anything to please you" Terry said looking down at the vampire.

"Good. Tomorrow I want you to go and start collecting the money Sara stole from me. You know where some of the money is, correct?"

"Yes, I know where some of it is, would you like for me to retrieve it for you? I only know for sure of one bank account that I can get out without her there, let me get that to show you my loyalty."

"Yes that would be nice, I also want you to bring Sara's two friends here. The ones that Fredrick met while you were gone."

Mistress, I don't know for sure what happened that night, I only have Sara's side of the story. I'm not sure Beth was ever intimate with Fredric."

"It doesn't matter" Trisha replied," I want to make Sara hurt, just like she did me. I'm going to start with her friends and then go after her family. I'm going to save her for last, I may even make her watch us before killing her."

"Mistress I will do what ever you want, but is it necessary to kill Sara?"

"Terry, you must forget your feelings for Sara, I am going to take her. There is nothing going to stop me form extracting my revenge on that bitch!

Terry took a moment before speaking "Yes, I will bring you Joe and Beth. And I will hold down my wife if necessary for you to drain her life, if that is what you wish."

"Excellent, now come here and let me have a little snack before I go out."

Terry turned his head and felt her fangs pierce his neck. He hadn't been aware that his dick was still inside her slick sheath, but when her felt her fangs, he started having an orgasm even stronger than the one he had only moments before. 

***

Terry awoke the next morning and saw his door was open. She obliviously wished him to proceed with the tasks she had giving. This was the first time he had been allowed out of his room since he had arrived. Dressing, he went out and had to look for anyone there. He finally found someone in the kitchen. He was handed car keys and without a word left to retrieve the money that he could. It hadn't taken long and found himself at Joe and Beth's before noon. Knocking he could not get a response and he didn't see their cars. Driving the car down the block he parked so they wouldn't see him when they returned.

Beth finally came home late in the afternoon, without Joe. Walking to the front door he again knocked and when Beth opened the door her eyes went wide. "Terry, where have you been, Sara's had the police looking for you for days now. Are you OK, I was going to the hospital tonight, I've been so tied up with finals this week. God, where have you been, you had us all worried sick."

Terry couldn't look her in the eyes, he was afraid she would see what he had done. "Beth I don't have time rite now to explain. I just came here to get you, Sara needs to see you now! She been asking for you and she seems desperate, she wont talk to anyone but you. Can you come with me?"

"Of course, let me get my purse."

Joe took her back to Trisha's house, he wouldn't tell her anything on the way and darkness had settled before they arrived. "Shes inside, please Beth you have to talk to her."

"Whats she doing here, who's place is this?" But even as she was asking questions she was following Terry inside. 

As soon as they walked inside they were met by Trisha. "Well who do we have here Terry? Bring us some wine before we begin our talk."

"Hey, I only came here to talk to Sara, where is she." Beth felt a chill run up her spine as she turned to really look at the petite woman standing in front of her. She looked the woman up and down before returning to her face, her eyes seemed to lock into Trisha's and she couldn't pull them away. She felt dizzy for a moment then feel heat in her groin. "I still want to see Sara" she was able to get out before loosing all free will. Loosing herself in the vampires eyes she let out a low moan. The heat had turned into full blown arousal. Terry wasn't even noticed when he returned to the room. All she could think about was the need to quench the fire in her vagina. 

"Terry, why don't you bring your friend down stairs. I think we would all be more comfortable there"

Terry reached out to take her hand and pulled her after him down into the basement. Stepping back so Trisha could have her meal. 

Beth had started to recover but was soon under under the vampires spell. She tried to look at Terry for help but could only stare into the eyes of the monster in front of her.

"Take off the clothes bitch, let Terry see what hes missed out on." Without hesitation she started to remove her clothes until she stood before them with nothing but her necklace with the cross dangling between her small breasts. "Take off the cross, now" demanded a cowering Trisha! "Terry rip that off her and get rid of it," she yelled when Beth didn't move quickly enough.

Terry reached out to pull the cross from the woman he had called a friend for over a year. As he wrapped the cross in his hand he moved over to her breast and rubbed her nipple with the back of his hand. 

"Take that cursed thing out of this room and come straight back, I think our guest would enjoy a few minutes of your attention. Beth what do you think, would you like him to touch you? Speak up bitch," Trisha yelled when her victim didn't respond fast enough.

"Yes, please let him touch me, I need his touch so bad" I willingly give myself to you to use as you please." The words may have come from Beth's mouth but she was only reciting what words her captor put in her head.

Terry head the words as he came back into the room, he knew this was wrong, she would never say those words on her own. But right and wrong no longer existed for him, only pleasing his mistress did.

"Come her and touch the lady like she asked Terry, we would want to disappoint our guest." 

There was little furniture in this room, a couple of old chairs and a small couch that wasn't even large enough to stretch out on. Terry moved the willing woman over to the couch and as she sat he bent down and gave her a kiss. "Relax Beth, It doesn't hurt for long, then it will feel really good."

The words didn't register in her lust addled mind, but his hand on her breast did. She moaned in pleasure when he moved down and captured a nipple with his lips. He pulled her legs up onto the couch and moved her so that her body reclined on the couch. He once again sucked her nipple into his mouth and moved a hand down between her legs. She spread her legs apart so he had full access to her genitals. He found her very wet and pushed a finger into her. Beth only moaned in response, she felt him pull his finger out then push back in with two. 




Sara's Seduction Pt. 02 Ch. 04



Terry knew what his mistress wanted, she had told him how much better the blood tasted after an orgasm. As he stroked in and out with his fingers he moved his thumb up and lightly rubbed her clitoris. This brought loud squeals and moans from the lust addled woman. She tried to pull his head tighter to her breast and humped at his fingers. 

Neither of them noticed Trisha leave the room for a couple of minutes. When she came back she had a large S shaped hook, two pairs of hand cuffs and a large bowl. She smiled as she heard the woman moaning and knew Terry was getting close to bringing the woman off.

As he stroked into his friends pussy he could feel her rhythmically clinching around his fingers. He wished he could fuck her but wouldn't dare ask his master for permission. He only had to continue his efforts for a couple of minutes before Beth screamed out her orgasm. 

Trisha moved forward and pushed Terry away. As the orgasm slowed in her victim she quickly pulled her feet together and fastened hand cuffs to her ankles. Then she rolled her over and placed both hands behind her back in the second set of cuffs. She stood up on the couch and lifted with one hand the bound woman as if she weighed nothing. She took the S hook and placed it into an exposed joist in the ceiling. She hung Beth upside down hanging from her ankles. 

"Now comes the fun part," Trisha said before pushing the couch aside with her foot. Placing the pan beneath her victim she waited for her to realize her situation.

Beth's world had turned upside down in seconds and it took her a few moments to understand what had happened. "My ankles" she screamed, " let me down you bitch. Terry, get me down now, help me God damn it, whats wrong with you!"

"Now now, such language, didn't your mother ever teach you manners. And believe me Terry wont be coming to your rescue tonight. Terry I wont be needing you anymore tonight," turning back to her victim, "now its just you and me."

"What do you want, I'll do anything, just let me go."

"Oh, you will give me what I want, you just wont live through what I want." Taking a small knife from the pan, she quickly made a small slice on the side of Beth's neck. When the blood began spurting out she wrapped a towel loosely around her neck so the blood ran down in rivulets into the pan. "You know, I have never really been into another woman before, but if I did you would probably be my type." She reached out and caressed her victims breast and nipple, "Yes its to bad you fucked Fredrick."

Beth knew she was bleeding from her neck but didn't realize how quickly she was bleeding out. "I didn't want to, he made me, please let me go."

Trisha pulled up a chair directly in front of the hanging woman. "I bet you never once said no, did you.

He was mine and its bitches like you that lured him away. You and that slut Sara never once stopped to think he was already spoken for, he was mine!" 

Beth didn't see the slap coming but she like she had been hit with a brick. Blood trickled from her busted lip as she began to cry. "I don't deserve this, I'm getting married."

"Oh, you mean that hunk Joe? Soon hes going to be right here where you are now, don't worry, I will take special care of him before I bleed him dry."

"Leave Joe alone, hes done nothing to you, please don't hurt Joe" she said in a weak voice. She didn't understand why she felt to cold and weak, her vision was also beginning to get blurry.

Trisha got down into Beth's face, "you don't have long to live whore. You've nearly filled the pan with your blood. But know this before you die, I will have Joe, and I will take his life the same way I have taken yours." Returning to her chair she waited as the rest of Beth's blood flowed into the pan. 

***

Kassie was still a little high when she and Doctor Taylor slipped into the back of an ambulance and were taken to a car rental place. They had grabbed a couple of scrubs for Kassie and the doctor took his own. When they stopped for the first time they were almost two hours out of the city. Loading up on food and water, they continued on until the sun had completely set before arriving at the cabin that would hide them for the next week or so.

Along the way Kassie had mostly burned through the drug haze she had been under and started with the incessant questions. Where they were going, how long since he had been there along with a million other questions.

"Kassie, I know this is tough for you, but I promise you will be OK here, no funny business, strictly a platonic week away from the city."

"What, no funny business? I'm disappointed," Kassie said with a laugh. "So long as Kalid doesn't find me, I don't have anything to be scared of."

"Yes, well, we will see who's scared when the rats start running across your bed tonight."

"Oh, God, I love rats, I used to volunteer to take care of the rats in the lab when I was in school," Kassie said with a straight face.

Doctor Wesley Taylor began to think he might be in trouble with this woman, she didn't seem afraid of anything. 

Kassie looked down at his hand laying on the console between them, without thinking she placed her hand on top of his. "Doc I don't know If I thanked you for doing all this for me, you've saved me twice now and I really appreciate you taking me out here with you. Some day some how I will repay you for what you've done." She looked down at their hands and she gave his a little squeeze.

"You're quite welcome" he replied. Without thinking he turned his hand over and as their fingers interlaced and he gave her a light squeeze in return. Kassie looked down and could clearly see her white skin reflected in the dash lights. His black fingers were less obvious but there was no mistaking how large his hands were. 

"Hold your finger out straight" she asked. She placed her hand over his and could tell how exceptionally large his hands really were. "Your hands are so big, does that hinder you in surgery."

"Not that I've noticed," he chuckled, "Big hands big feet."

"You know what the rumor is about big feet don't you" she said without thinking first. "Oh my god" she said and slapped a hand over her mouth. This brought the doctor to laughing so hard he almost lost control of the car. Looking over at Kassie he could see her turning red with embarrassment. "I cant believe I just said that out loud" she said before placing her hand over her mouth and turning away from him. 

It was several minutes before the doctor stop laughing, Kassie thought this would be a good time to change the subject. "So who's cabin is this were going to?"

"Its been in my family for years, It was my grandfather who purchased it when he was young. It sets on a little over one hundred acres. I was the only one who really enjoyed it and when my father died he left it to me. I come out here whenever I have the time, I have some really good friends here who keep an eye on it to make sure druggies and kids don't tear it up. Its just a place I can come to and relax, do a little fishing and read." 

"You make it sound wonderful, your really lucky to have such a grate place."

"Its really not all that nice, but its mine and I love it."

Kassie reached down and took his hand in hers again, "I'm sure I will enjoy the peace and quite, Its not like I'm used to the Hilton."

Kassie almost took her words back when she first saw the cabin the the cars headlight. She almost said something about the exterior of the cabin but caught herself. "We are really out in the boonies here aren't we" she said.

"Its really not as far from the last little town we came through as it seems. There's a path behind the cabin and it only takes about twenty minutes or so to walk. Don't worry I wont make you walk, I will drive you."

"I'm used to walking everywhere on campus, I think I could probably make it that long. Do you have electricity out here," she asked without trying to sound to disappointed.

"Yes we have electricity out here, it looks a lot better on the inside, you go ahead and I will get the supplies out of the car carried in." Kassie got out and went to the back of the car to help, "you go on in, the light switch in just inside the door.

"I didn't come out here to have you babysit, I can help carry this stuff in."

"OK, but no lifting with your right arm," he replied. It didn't take long to get the supplies carried in and the put away with two people working. Kassie began to take a look around when she had finished stocking the refrigerator. He was rite she decided, it did look much better inside than out. It had three windows and one common room that served as the living room, kitchen and bedroom. A log fire place was located on one end of the cabin. A small bathroom with a shower in one corner. A small table with chairs, couch, book shelf and a recliner was the only furniture outside of the bedroom area, beside the bed was a small chest of draws and one end table with a lamp. Kassie began worry to herself how the sleeping arraignments would work. It was a king size bed but she couldn't see herself sharing a bed with the handsome doctor. 

"I'm going to fix a sandwich, do you want anything" she asked. 

"Sure, I will have what ever you are having." He reached out and touched her on the elbow and was surprised when she jumped away.

"I'm sorry doc, you scared me" Kassie said turn beet red. 

"Don't be sorry, I know this is very stressful for you but I assure you you don't have to be scared of me. Maybe the big bad wolf but not me."

Kassie gave him a smile, "so now I have to worry about rats and the big bad wolf?"

"I may have exaggerated a little, the only wolfs that you need to worry about are outside. You go ahead with supper and I will start getting the couch ready to sleep on, you get the bed tonight, doctors orders."

"Can we open some windows, Its pretty warm in here?"

"Believe it or not this little window AC unit will get it cool in here in no time. It might not be a bad idea to open the window tomorrow sometime to let the place air out though."

By the time they were finished with their meal Kassie could already feel the air cooling down and gave a silent sigh of relief. She could take a lot but heat was something she didn't handle well. So now what do we do, I mean what do yo do to pass the time here?"

"Mostly read, there is a small radio with CD player in one of the kitchen cabinets. Mostly I just come here to get away from the stress at the hospital. I have my phone in the car and if you go out behind the building you can pick up a weak signal. Sorry, I know this isn't what you were hoping for but at least your safe." 

I looks like you have several books over here, do you care if I look through them?"

"Knock yourself out, but you wont find any good reading material there, They're just old text books that I haven't thrown out yet.

Kassie pulled the first one out "Schwartz's Principles of Surgery," leafing through the first couple of pages she went to the couch and began to read from the beginning.

"If you can get through that without falling asleep your better than I am, that was a text book from my final year in school." Kassie didn't look up, he wasn't even sure she heard him. He watched her for a few minutes, turning pages rapidly. After about ten pages she looked up and stared straight ahead for about thirty seconds before looking back at the book and turning pages again. 

Doctor Wesley smiled and picked up a medical journal he had brought and began reading. Thinking to himself, no one can read a book like that and get anything out of it, no matter how smart they might be. It was quite for the next hour or so as they both read. Kassie got up and returned the book before yawning. "I think I'm ready for bed, its been a long day."

"I told you that book would put you to sleep, I'm afraid that's the only kind of books that I have here."

"No, I found it fascinating! I love those kind of books, I'm really looking forward to reading the rest of them."

Wesley smiled, "so you read that book and understand what its says?" It was hard for him to keep the sarcasm from seeping into his voice.

Kassie could tell he was disbelieving she could understand anything from the book after going through it so fast. She pulled the book back from the shelf and handed it to him. "OK smart guy, quiz me."

He couldn't believe she was serious, he didn't want to make her look foolish and put the book down beside him. "I don't even remember what most of the book says, I find myself rereading different chapters to refresh my memory."

"Quit being a butt head and ask me a question from the book" she challenged.

Picking the book back up he randomly opened the book up and found the first chapter he could. OK, chapter ten says."

Kassie interrupted him before he could finish his question. "Chapter ten, The following alterations are critical for malignant cancer growth: self-sufficiency of growth signals, insensitivity to growth-inhibitory signals, evasion of apoptosis, potential for limitless replication, angiogenesis, and invasion and metastasis."

"What, did you memorize that passage? Chapter twenty four says."

Deep vein thrombosis (DVT) and pulmonary embolism are frequent complications after major abdominal and orthopedic procedures. The risk is further increased in patients."

OK, you win," he interrupted, "I'm ready for bed." Doctor Wesley didn't know what to say, no one could memorize a book like this, it just wasn't possible.

"Did you put the new tooth brushes in the bathroom yet? I feel like something crawled in my mouth and died."

"I put them on the sink along with the tooth paste. Do you always remember what you read?" 

"Pretty much, sometimes I get a little mixed up and quote something from another book I read. But having the knowledge in my head doesn't mean I can do the precise physical work that is required, I'm kind of a klutz."

Kassie brushed her teeth and turned the covers down on the bed. She had no clothes but the nurses uniforms he had grabbed for her. She crawled under the covers and threw back the blankets. "This bed is huge, I'm used to a single bed at school." She watched as he came out of the bathroom, wearing only his boxers. She couldn't help but stare, no six pack abs but he looked like an Adonis to her. She watched him until he turned out the light and lay there with her eyes open. 

"This bed really is big enough for two you know, Its so big we wouldn't even touch each other if you stayed on your side of the bed."

"I'm just fine here, I've gotten used to sleeping when ever and where ever I can." Doctor Taylor lay quietly for a few minutes trying not to think of the beautiful young patient laying alone in the bed that she offered to share. He had to get his mind back on safe ground, "so how did you do that with the book?"

"I really don't know, I often think of it as a parlor trick. I mean I really can recall basically everything I read but I usually have trouble putting it to practical use. The only thing I good at is sitting and analyzing theoretical physics."

'So how much longer do you have till you get your doctorate?"

"I finished that a couple of weeks ago, I'm supposed to apprentice at the Hadron Collider in a couple of weeks."

"Your a doctor" he asked with surprise, "what are you twenty or so?"

"I just turned twenty one, Its not a big deal, its not like I'm a medical doctor or something."

"Then stop calling me doctor or I'll have to address you as doctor also. And don't tell me its not a big deal because it is."

"Sorry, doc just seems to fit you, it just seems rite to address you as doctor."

"Good night doctor" he mumbled in the dark.

"Good night Doctor Taylor."

Kassie lay awake for a long time, she spent time going over in her head the book she had just read. There was so much she didn't know or understand she thought. She was also afraid of having the recurring nightmare she had every night since the attack. She didn't want to make a bigger fool of her self than she had already today. She tossed and turned for several hours before sleep finally came.

Doctor Wesley Taylor had no problems falling asleep, fourteen hour work days had caught up with him.

He was also used to being woken in the night with emergency at the hospital. But when he hear the scream he was on his feet in seconds. In the moonlight coming through the windows he could see Kassie sitting up in bed screaming. He went to her and tried putting an arm around her shoulder but she jerked away.

"Don't kill me" she screamed at him, "I'll do what you want."

"Kassie, wake up, no ones going to hurt you, your having a nightmare." Grabbing her shoulders and shaking her a little he could see the terror on her face. "Its just me, no ones going to hurt you, its just me."

Kassie lay back on the bed, "Oh god when will this end" she wailed? "I don't understand why this happened to me. I told him he could do what he wanted, I don't understand why he stabbed me." She buried her face in the pillow and tried to hide her tears. 

"Kassie, would it be alright if I put my arms around you?" The young woman didn't move her face from the pillow but he heard her through the tears say "OK."

He laid down behind her and wrapped an arm around her, trying to make it as comforting and non sexual as possible. "Its OK, your safe now, no ones going to bother you here.

She lifted his arm up and turned toward him, "you promise?"

"Promise, there's only a few people at the hospital that even know I have a place here."

Kassie moved over till her face was against his chest, she could feel the heat from his body through the tin uniform she wore. "You can put your arm back over me...If you want."

He pulled her close and felt her slowly stop shaking. He reached down and pulled the blanket up over them both and felt her relax and drift off the sleep. He felt an erection starting and was glad the lower half's of their body's weren't touching, he was sure the last thing she needed was to feel threatened by his hard on. It was several hours before before the sky began to lighten, he carefully pulled away from the sleeping woman. Rising, he went to the kitchen and make coffee. When coffee was done he took it to the front porch and watched the sunrise.

Kassie woke later to the smell of bacon and coffee. "Oh bless you, I smell coffee, is that real bacon I smell?"

"No fake meats here, sorry but you will have to eat the real thing, if your hungry." Wesley looked at her disheveled hair and still thought she was beautiful. 

Throwing the cover back she went to the table and as she sat down he place a cup of coffee and scrambled eggs and bacon in front of her. She gave him a big smile, "this is so much better than the crap my aunt made me eat. 

He laughed, "did you live with your aunt for awhile?"

"Six years, the whole time I went to college. She would only have dry cereal, fruit or cream of wheat on the mornings. I shouldn't complain, she put up with me and never really tried to change me in any way." Taking the first bite of food she closed her eyes savoring the taste of real bacon and eggs. 

He watched her eating and smiled at the obvious joy she had eating. "I guess steak and potatoes will be alright for dinner tonight?" 

Smiling at him she said, "That would be fantastic, but Ill fix the sandwiches at noon, that's about the limit of my culinary skills." She sat silent for a few moments before speaking, "Im sorry about last night. I hope I didnt."

"Don t apologize, you have nothing to feel sorry about. I wish you had a chance to spend some time with Doctor Keller. Its really out of my field but maybe talking about it would help some."

"I'll think about it doc, but if its OK I would just like to relax and unwind today."

"Sure, if you feel like a walk later I will show you around."




Sara's Seduction Pt. 02 Ch. 04



"Deal" she said with enthusiasm, "now leave me alone so I can do the dishes."

Later that after noon they walked down the path toward town, "that path there takes you to the natural spring where I sometimes go swimming. The water crystal clear but its always a little cold."

"Can I swim there later, with this humidity Im melting out here."

"Sure, let me show you the bridge up this way, my grandfather built it and my dad rebuilt it about fifteen years ago." 

Kassie was surprised after going around a bend in the trail to see a wooden bridge that seemed impossibly long and rickety. "Is this even safe to walk across, these boards don't look like they would support any weight." It looked to be around forty feet long, and spanned a creek that was twenty feet or more below the bridge, the creek itself was littered with large boulders. The bridge was around four foot wide and had a handrail that had just about rotted off.

"Its not safe, your OK if you keep your feet out here and walk along the underside bracing. I'll show you," he said before walking a few few feet out onto the bridge. The boards cracked and groaned under his weight. The area you want to walk on is about a foot from the edges. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a tape measure, "you stay here and hold the end of the tape and I will walk across and find out how long it is so I know how much lumber I need."

Kassie thought he was craze to walk out on such deteriorated board but after looking at how the bridge was built she knew if you stayed on top of the under bracing a person would have no trouble crossing.

It only took him a few minutes before he was back, "thirty eight feet. Ill go back and figure how many boards I need."

"If you use composite boards sixteen feet long you will need about sixteen boards. You'll acutely need a little less than that when you figure leaving a sixteenth inch gap between boards."

"What are you a carpenter or something, how can you figure that in your head so fast? And why do I need to leave a gap between the boards?"

"I helped build a home for Habitat for Humanity, you leave a gap for expansion and for water to drain. The easiest way to do it is to just place a penny between boards before fastening down."

"Is there anything you don't know, your making me feel awfully stupid."

She smiled, "I remember most things that I see or read, but I have to tell you they wouldn't let me touch a hammer or saw. He just shook his head and looked at her, he saw a drip of perspiration run down her forehead. "Sorry but I'm dieing out here, I sit inside and work in an air conditioned room all day, I'm not used to this heat." She pulled the shirt front away from her chest to try to get a little breeze but that only seemed to move hot air around.

"OK, lets head back, I'll show you the spring later if it cools down." When they got back Kassie headed straight to the shower, stripping off her sweaty clothes she stepped into the shower. When the cold water cooled her off enough she realized she didn't have any clean clothes to but on, she just couldn't put the wet uniform on again until it was washed. Knowing there wasn't any choice she picked her clothes up and brought them into the shower with her and washed them as best she could. That's the best she could do under the circumstances. But now she had no clothes at all to wear. She figured she would have to put on her clothes from yesterday, commando style no less since she only had one pair of panties. She wrapped a towel around her and looked in the mirror, she was covered, as long as the towel didn't slip. She picked up her wet clothes and went into the room that a few minutes ago had seemed hot but now seemed freezing.

"Can you do me a favor and hang these up outside so they can dry, I'll put on the clothes I wore yesterday."

"I think there may be some clothes in the dresser, don't know if anything will fit." He couldn't help but notice her nipples were hard under the towel. He tried not to look but realized he was staring, "Ill take your clothes and hang them up."

When he went out the door Kassie looked down and saw her nipples were really poking out in the cool room. She felt herself blush and felt embarrassed, but then she felt a little excited knowing that he was interested in looking at her. Kassie went to the dresser and found men's clothing in the top two drawers of the dresser. In the bottom draw she found a couple bikinis, bras, a pair of pants and underwear that were all much to big. But underneath all that she found an extra large t-shirt. Perfect she thought, no underwear but she would be covered.

As he came back into the cabin after hanging out her clothes he saw her bent over going thru the clothes. He could see most of her bare ass and knew he should turn away but his eyes were riveted.

"Do you care if I use this t-shirt? I don't think there's much else in here that would fit."

"Sure, what ever works for you," as she stood back up he turned his eyes away. Whats wrong with me he thought, this woman is driving me crazy. He watched as she struggled to pull the t-shirt over her head. "Are you still having a lot of pain in your shoulder" he asked as she pulled the towel out from below. 

"Lifting my arm up still hurts, it feels like the stitches are awfully tight, it feels like its pulling the skin when I raise my arm up."

"Have you looked at it to see how its healing"?

"God no, every time I look at my chest it makes me sick. I know I'm being a wuss but that disinfectant you use make me sick to my stomach every time I see it. It looks like I've got gang green or something."

"I can take you to town tomorrow and get someone to check it out, Its probably about time to remove the stitches anyway." He saw Kassie looking at him questioning look, "I think you might feel better having someone else look at it."

"Doc, you've already seem my boobs, it wont bother me if it wont bother you."

"Your sure your alright if I checked your stitches?"

Kassie started to take of the T shirt she had just put on when she remembered she didn't have anything else on underneath. Turning away from him she wrapped the towel around her waist and gingerly pulled the shirt back off. Turning her head to look at him she asked, "where do yo want to do this?"

Doctor Wesley Taylor wasn't used to getting nervous around nudity, he saw it almost every day he worked. But she definitely made him uneasy,"over here by the window would be best." He walked over by his suitcase and got his medical kit, he had brought most everything he could think of he could need.

He positioned her in the sunlight coming through the windows and had just started to look at the stitches, "I think I better set down, I don't feel so good."

"I think you might feel better if I got someone else to look at this."

"Doc its not that, I just want to puke every time I see it. Just let me sit down a minute and Ill be alright."

"Here, come over and lay on the side of the bed. I think I have enough light here to work." He took her elbow and led her to the bed and waited for her to lay down. He took the shirt she was still holding in her hand and placed it over her chest to at least give her feeling of being covered. He pulled a chair from the kitchen a set beside her and saw she had regained some of her color, "feeling better?"

"Much, sorry for being such a baby," she pulled off the shirt covering her chest, "I'm ready when you are."

He took a pair of surgical magnifier glasses from his bag and leaned over to look at the stitches. He couldn't keep himself from looking at her breast, and not in a strictly medical sense. She had the most incredible nipples he thought, long pink tips surrounded by very dark aureola. Back to being a doctor he reminded himself. "Wow, you have really healed quickly, if you wont run any marathons for a couple of days I think we can go ahead and take these here out." It didn't take long before he leaned back up, "all done." He looked at her and saw she had lost her color again, he took her shirt and covered her chest again. 

"Will you please take that putrid looking crap off, its still making me sick."

"I can give you a cloth with alcohol to remove it, but you cant get it to close to the wound."

"For Gods sake, just do it doc!"

"OK, OK, I'll get it cleaned off, just try and relax." He began wiping down below her breast in small circles, wetting the cloth with alcohol as it became dry. It wasn't long before he cleaned up to her breast. He tried not to stare at her breast without success, looking up at her face he saw her staring at the ceiling and tears forming and running down her face. "Kassie are you alright?"

"I'm sorry"...

"You have nothing to apologize for, I'm glad to help you in any way I can."

Now the tears were really falling, "I didn't mean to bite your head off just now. You've been so kind to me I can never thank you enough, you've saved my life twice and taken me with you to get me away from that madman. And no matter what you say, I know you wanted to be out here by yourself to unwind. And now here you are having to take care of me, and now I'm crying like a damn girl and I don't know why!"

"Kassie, take a deep breath, let it out, then close your eyes," he waited until she did before continuing. "How old were you when you decided you wanted to specialize in physics?"

"I don't know for sure, probably thirteen or fourteen."

"What is it about physics that interested you so early in life?" As she began to explain he started cleaning off the disinfectant. He could tell by her voice she was slowly relaxing now that her mind was distracted. He had cleaned all the area but her breast now and began rubbing her soft mound. As he rubbed closer to her nipple he watched it lengthen and harden even more. He felt his cock becoming erect and was glad he was sitting down so she wouldn't see. He slowly cleaned her nipple and as close to the wound as he felt was safe. He almost smiled as she never hesitated or stopped talking even as he cleaned her nipple. "All done" he interrupted, "now do you feel better?"

She looked down and couldn't help but smile, "I look like a women again." She reached over with her right hand and softly moved her breast trying to see the wound better. 

"Here, try this" handing her a small mirror. 

"That doesn't look so bad, I thought I would have a huge scar."

"With it being in the aureola you wont scar so much as it might have a lighter color rite where the cut is."

"OK doc I know this is probably a stupid question, if I were ever to have kids, which I'm not! Would I be able to breast feed?"

"Sure I don't see why not." He watched as she moved her breast and nipple while looking in the mirror. "I would feel better if I could put on some steri-strips, just for a few days." 

"OK, what ever you think doc."

She watch his black fingers deftly move her nipple trying to find the best place the small butterfly strips. Because it was so close to her nipple he was able to only put on one, shouldn't matter anyway as well as shes healed he thought to himself. "Now if you want to turn over I will look at the ones on your back."

She didn't even try to cover up as she rolled over and scooted close to the edge of the bed. When she turned over she had noticed the large bulge in his pants, so he had been looking at her as a woman and not just a patient. She found herself a little stimulated thinking about his black skin on hers. She had been around many black people before and considered many to be friends. What was different was she had never thought about a black man sexually before. 

It didn't take long at all before he had the stitches out and cleaned up, finishing with a couple of steri-strips."I think we are all done, why don't you stay here and take a short nap, I'm going to take a shower."

"Sounds good," lifting up a little she turned toward him, "thanks doc." She saw his eyes go directly to her now exposed breast and her face turned red. He pulled up the sheet and covered her before heading for the shower. She didn't understand why but knowing he was staring at her breast made her feel desirable, something she didn't think would happen after the attack.

Stopping at the doorway to the bathroom,"now stop calling me doc, I'm releasing you from my care now, so start calling me Wes."

"OK, I'll think about it doc," but she couldn't keep the laughter out of her voice.

He went in and closed the door, sit on the stool and tried to figure out what he was doing. He hadn't crossed any kind of moral boundaries but his thoughts were way over. What is it about this young woman that was exciting him so much? She wasn't his type at all, he had always been with full figured women in the past. She was thin, almost to the point of being skinny. She had a very small ass, OK, it did stick out in an appealing way. Small breasts, she couldn't be larger than an A cup he thought, sure her nipples were world class and she had the softest skin he had felt in years. A beautiful face that was stunning when she smiled. She always seemed to be talking and asking questions and every time she flipped her hair out of her face he wanted to kiss her. 

"Fuck, what am I doing" he said softly to himself. Stripping off his clothes he stepped into the cold shower. Maybe this will get rid of this hard on, he thought about masturbating but was afraid he might groan to loud, this is going to be a long week he thought to himself.

He stayed in the shower until he was freezing, but saw little difference in his erection. Thanks goodness these pants are loose he thought. He opened the door and found Kassie in the kitchen looking in the refrigerator. 

"Hungry?"

"I'm starving" she replied.

"How about some chicken on the grill tonight?"

Several hours later they found themselves setting and reading like the night before. But this time Kassie couldn't concentrate on what she was reading. 

Doctor Taylor found her staring at him several times but each time she quickly looked back down at her book. He also noticed she wasn't turning the pages tonight like she was last night. "Are you OK" he asked once?

"Yes, just cant get into reading tonight."

"Would you like to listen to some music, the radio and a few CD's are under the cabinet in the kitchen."

Kassie put the book back in its place and went to see what kind of music he had. Pulling out the radio and few CD's that were under the cabinet she went through each one not recognizing any of the artist's.

She turned on the radio and searched for stations, there was much to choose from. A couple of country and one classical station were the only ones that she could find. She pulled one of the CD's out and placed into the player. It was rap, something that she just didn't understand at all. But to be honest she wasn't really into any music, she didn't go dancing or to clubs and hadn't ever really enjoyed any genre of music.

She didn't notice Wesley move in behind her and was startled when he spoke,"Here, lets try this." She listened for a moment and was sure she had never heard what was playing. Taking her by the hand he simply said, "dance with me."

"O god no, I cant dance, I've never danced in my life."

"Sure you can, just follow my lead and relax, no one here is going to laugh or make fun of you." He placed her arms on his shoulders and moved his to her waist. "Just close your eyes and listen to the music, move your hips side to side a little like this" he said while guiding her with his hands.

She was so embarrassed, she couldn't look him in the eyes, "See, I'm terrible at this."

"Your doing fine, just try to relax and let the music move you. And remember, even if you cant dance you still look fine on a dance floor."

She opened her eyes and found him looking at her, turning red faced she quickly looked down so he couldn't tell. She let him continue slowly moving her around the small area in the cabin. She did begin to feel less self conscious, moving her hips on her own and trying to move her feet and not steeping on his. She didn't even notice him pull her closer until she found her head against his chest. She could feel the heat from his body and while she wasnt cold she did enjoy his warmth. She moved her hands from his shoulders and wrapped them around his waist. Feeling his body slowly moving against hers was possibly the most exciting thing she had ever felt. She inhaled his sent and pressed even closer, she could feel her breasts press against his chest. 

Wesley felt her body moving against his and tried not to think about how good she felt against him. He felt his erection return and hoped she was to inexperienced to notice. I'm doing this to myself he thought, he knew she was off limits, if she wasn't he would have her in bed and naked is seconds. 

She couldn't help but notice him growing against her, she didn't have any experience but he felt huge to her. She pulled his waist even closer and could feel him lengthen even more.

"I think that's enough dancing lessons for tonight" he said while pulling away. He wanted so bad to strip her naked and bury his cock deep inside her, instead he kissed her on the fore head and went back to his reading chair. They both set back down and opened their respective books though neither one was really reading. What the fuck was that he thought to himself, kissing her on the fore head, jeez how gutless was he.

Before they finally turned off the lights that night she had again offered to share the bed with him. He was afraid he wouldn't be able to sleep that close to her without trying to fuck her brains out. So he laid awake for several hours on the couch before he finally got to sleep.

He felt he hadn't been asleep but a few minutes when her screams awakened him. Moving to the bed her put his arms around her and let her cry on his shoulder. They stayed like that until she calmed down and lay back down.

"Would you just lay beside me and hold me for a few minutes" she asked while wiping off the last of her tears. 

"Kassie you know I will do anything to make you feel better, I wish there was a magic wand I could wave and make all the bad memory's go away." This time when he moved in beside her she moved the cover out of the way so he was pressed up against her back, only the thin t shirt preventing full contact between their bodies. As he spooned up against her he felt her legs move against his and noticed how soft and smooth they felt. He could feel her small ass press against his crotch and felt he dick begin to stir.

"I was at my Sara's for a quick vacation before I headed for France when it happened."

Wesley listened to her story of her stabbing and found he had no problem controlling his erection. He had heard many stories of the cruelty man could inflect on another but this one really made him sick to his stomach.

She didn't know why but when she was done she did feel better, almost like she didn't have to get through this by herself. She did find she was very sleepy and pulled his arms tight around her. "Will you stay here with me tonight?"

"Ill be glad to stay here if it makes you feel better, I know it was hard for you to talk about and I hope in some way it helps." Surprisingly sleep quickly came for both of them. 

Wesley woke at first light and found his arms still around her, but he also found one of his hands holding her breast. She had her hand on top of his almost as if she had placed it there. His cock quickly became harder than he remembered it being in a long time. Fuck! If she woke up and found his hand on her tits and his prick pushing into her ass she would probably go screaming to the authority's. 

He didn't know she had been awake for a while and had placed his hand on her breast. She felt his erection press into her buttocks and found it very arousing. She didn't know why she had placed his hand on her breast but she found it comforting as well as electrifying. She felt him slowly pull his hand from her chest and then roll away from her. She rolled over and looked at his before speaking, "thanks for staying with me last night."




Sara's Seduction Pt. 02



Kalid felt her begin to fight to remove his hands from around her throat. He pushed forward with his hips and pushed her flat on the bed. His weight would be impossible to overcome. He loved taking a woman's life by strangulation. He could feel her struggling beneath him; he could even feel her pussy tighten up on his embedded prick, bringing him just that much more pleasure. He slowly stroked his softening cock inside her trembling sheath.

Pamela wouldn't give up—she tried to pull one of his fingers back and break it. She felt it snap when she finally got it pulled back far enough but his hands tightened even more around her neck. She could hear a rushing in her ears and feel her strength ebbing away. She tried to get another finger and break it but felt her strength give out. The sound in her ears subsided as she felt his warm breath down her neck.

"Just let it happen, Pamela, I will be sending your daughters to join you in Hell real soon."

She tried to grip his fingers one more time as the darkness started to come. "Dear God, help my daughters," she thought and the blackness enveloped her.

Kalid kept the pressure on her neck for a minute longer and pulled his cock from her body. Getting up he looked at his little finger on his right hand sticking out at an odd angle. He calmly pulled his finger straight. Wiggling his fingers, he couldn't even feel any discomfort. Next he went to the bathroom and took a long, hot shower. He returned to the room and sat on the side of the bed. Slapping the woman on the ass, he said, "Hope you enjoyed that as much as I did." Reaching for his socks he thought he saw her finger move. "Nonsense," he thought. She's already meeting her new master Lucifer. He had gotten dressed and surveyed the room again to see if he had forgot anything. This time he definitely saw her finger move and her arm even twitched.

"Well, look who's still with us. Here, let me help you cross over." He picked her limp body up and carried her to the jacuzzi. He slid her body carefully into the tub so he didn't splash water on his clothes. She rolled onto her back and started gasping for air. He placed his hand on her head and pushed it under. When she tried to draw air her body jerked. She drew water deep into her lungs and only struggled a few more seconds before sinking to the bottom.

Pamela found herself looking down on her body, lying at the body of the jacuzzi. "Get up," she tried to yell. But no yelling would undo the death that had been forced on her. Closing her eyes, she started crying for her daughters. When she next opened her eyes she found herself in a brightly lit hall way. It was about forty feet long with a doorway on both ends. One doorway had a bright light illuminating from within. The other was total darkness. She instinctively turned toward the bright light and was almost to the door way when she heard a noise behind her. Before she could turn around she felt hands grabbing her shoulders and turning her toward the dark doorway. Screaming, she saw two black beasts, short, with rippling muscles and jaws with sharp teeth. They each grabbed a hand and started pulling her toward the darkness. She fought with all her strength and was able to stop her movement toward the dark doorway. She kicked at one of the creatures and managed to free her right arm from the beast.

She started pulling the one beast toward the brightly lite doorway again. She had only made it a few steps before she was yanked backwards toward the darkness. She looked and saw that one of the hideous creatures had locked his arms around the one still grasping her left arm. Together they quickly pulled her toward the doorway that she instinctively knew had to be Hell. Fighting as hard as she could she couldn't stop her movement toward the darkness and was now almost there. She could now hear the screams and cries coming from within. As the two beasts pulled her into the doorway she could feel her arm that was already pulled into the darkness begin burning. Screaming, she tried one last time to pull herself free but her body was slowly pulled deeper into the pits of Hell.

"Pamela, give me your hand."

She was now hearing voices in her head. She knew she had lost and would spend eternity in Hell.

"Pamela, give me your hand!"

Turning her head just as she was being pulled into darkness she saw her husband. With out thinking she reached back toward the light and felt her body pulled back into the hallway. She was still being pulled by the two creatures but her husband pulled her toward him with ease.

Her husband said some unintelligible words to the creatures and they released her arm. She immediately wrapped both arms around his neck and held on for dear life. He once again said something to the hellish beasts and growling and snapping they headed back into the dark doorway.

Pamela was now crying and trying to kiss her husband at the same time. "I want to go with you," she said.

"Pamela, it's not that easy. You have been sent to Hell. This is only a temporary reprieve."

She pulled away from her husband and said, "But I want to go with you."

Steve, her only true love, grabbed her by the shoulders and looked into her eyes. "And I want you here with me also. But the devil has claimed your soul. There's only one way you can come with me. You have to go back and help our daughters escape the devil's demon."

"No, I want to stay here with you!"

"That's the only way for you to come back to me. Honey, our little girls need you. You have to try to help them."

Pamela didn't have to think long before she knew she had to help her daughters.

"You don't have time to think it over, the doorway will only be open for a few seconds."

Pamela saw a door way open to her right side. "Just remember, I will always love you," she said before stepping into the open doorway. 

"Honey, please come back to me, help our daughters," he got out just as the door way closed and she was gone.

***

Sara was surprised by her husband at the door when she got home. 

"Hey, I'm off to work, but your sister called and she is coming for a visit." Giving her a quick peck on the cheek he hurried off to his car. "See you in the morning."

Sara hardly had time to say "bye" before he pulled out of the driveway. Shaking her head, she couldn't believe how their lives were going after the events that happened just a few months before.

After recovering in the hospital they had tried to pick up the pieces of their marriage. Physically she had recovered but emotionally she hadn't recovered at all. Finding out she wouldn't be able to have children of her own due to the damage her body had received during the attack, she had sunk into a deep depression. She hadn't been intimate with her husband since. She knew it was something she had to get over but had not made much progress so far. She felt no physical attraction toward her husband, but she could find other men attractive. And how could she expect Terry to love her when she didn't like herself.

Financially they were well off now, you could even say they were rich. Fredric's lawyer had shown up just before she got out of the hospital with papers for her to sign. The contract she signed gave her a job taking care of the house and surrounding property, for as long as she was willing. The lawyer had explained that Fredric had told him he could be gone for extended periods of time and to give Sara whatever money she deemed necessary to maintain his property.

With her new six-figure income, they were doing great. That didn't take into account the gold and cash that they had found left by the front door by Monique. She put the gold and cash in safety deposit boxes in local banks.

Terry had found a job at a local investment firm working nights, analyzing foreign markets, or was at least learning the markets. He hadn't been thrilled with his job so far, but he had the opportunity to learn the ropes from some of the best minds in the business.

Terry had tried to help Sara with her depression but had almost given up. Just this morning he asked if she would go to counseling with him. It hadn't gone over well, as he had feared, but he had tried. 

He had tried everything he could think of to bring them closer together. Nothing seemed to work; Sara just seemed revolted by his touch. He was so frustrated he didn't know how much longer they could stay under the same roof. They had started sleeping in separate rooms almost immediately after Sara came home from the hospital. They had moved into the main house when Sara had nightmares in the small house they had been attacked in. Money certainty hadn't brought them the happiness they had once shared with each other.

Sara read the note Terry left pertaining to her sister Kassie. She will get into Indianapolis on Amtrak tomorrow, could someone please pick her up? "Just like her," she thought, "simply do things on the spur of the moment." However, she couldn't help but get a little excited about her coming to visit. 

Kassie had always been a gifted student, and after graduating high school at fifteen she had gotten a scholarship at one of the best universities in the country. Kassie was fourteen months younger than Sara but had already been taking graduate courses at one of the Ivy league schools. She had just finished defending her PhD dissertation in theoretical physics. So at the young age of twenty-one she already had a doctorate in Physics and a master's degree in electrical engineering.

They hadn't been close when they were younger, sibling rivalry and all, but had become much closer a little over a year ago when Kassie had called out of the blue with problems she needed talk to someone about. Since that time they were best friends, or as tight as you could be living so far apart.

When Kassie was much younger, she had been very plump. She tried to diet, but her mom had always insisted she would grow into her body when it was time. She could remember going to her dad's martial arts class. She found it fascinating enough to want to take classes herself. She was only eleven at the time, but she had been embarrassed about having to get such a large robe to cover herself. Of course, the kids at school make fun of her and called her ugly names as kids often do. It didn't help that she had heterochromia. One brown eye and one a light blue, she hated her eyes even though everyone else said they were unique and beautiful at the same time.

When she hit fifteen years old, she had shot up just like her mother had always promised. She had lost the weight quickly and then had been a bean pole. She didn't have any curves like girls her age until she hit eighteen. Then she blossomed into a very beautiful young woman. She now stood five foot seven and weighed around one hundred and twenty pounds. She had hair down to the middle of her back when the incident with Jake happened. After that she cut her hair to shoulder length just for a change. She could barely fill out a B cup bra which gave her little confidence in her appearance. She didn't play sports or workout, so she didn't have the great legs like her sister. And every time she got a little sun you could just make out the smattering of freckles on her nose. And her small ass wasn't what men wanted, she thought. What Kassie didn't realize was on the few times she smiled people were awe struck with her beauty.

Kassie had her first real boyfriend when she was nineteen. It was something that she hadn't even thought about having, when Jake out of the blue had asked her out. She had no confidence in herself and at first thought Jake was just feeling sorry for her. She had no dating experience and wasn't ready for a horn dog like Jake. She knew his reputation but was easily seduced by his blue eyes and charm. He took her virginity on only their third date. He got what he wanted and went looking for a beer. She had laid in bed and wondered what all the fuss with sex was about. He didn't spend any time getting her aroused and had only been inside her for a couple of minutes. The only good thing was it hadn't hurt, but when a man's penis wasn't any bigger than a hot dog, why would it?

Him taking her virginity wasn't what made her mad though. What she couldn't understand was why she went out with him again. After their fourth time in bed, she'd had enough. It was like he thought they were in a porn movie. He consistently demanded she did what he wanted. Saying things to her that were degrading and repeatedly wanting to come on her face. Then he tried to force anal sex on her. She jumped out of bed and grabbed her clothes. When she came out of his bathroom dressed she looked at him lying naked on his bed. He reached for his bottle of beer and said, "Get out, whore."

She spent much of that night crying, but the next day on campus was even worse. She saw Jake over with his usual group of jock friends looking at something, yelling and giving Jake high fives. She saw her chemistry partner Steve walk by when Jake called him over to show him something on his phone. Steve had only looked a second before walking away. Kassie caught up with Steve before he went in the humanities building.

"Steve, wait up," Kassie pleaded. "What's going on, people are looking at me funny."

"You don't know?" Steve looked at her in disgust. "When you make a sex tape people talk."

"What movie, I didn't make any tape," she almost screamed at him.

Looking at Kassie, he could tell she was completely in the dark as far as what Jake was showing people.

"Look, Jake's showing his buddies what you and he did last night. You're a real screamer is the way he's saying it."

"OH GOD!" she wailed. "I didn't know he was recording it. What can I do, how do I erase it?" In a panic, she thought the only way for this to go away was to kill herself. No! If anyone was going to die, it would be him. "I'm going to get his phone and destroy it."

With that she walked back toward Jake's little group. Still laughing and trying to show the video to anyone who would look. She came up from behind him and when she was close enough she slammed her hand down on the phone, grabbing it before taking off running. She could hear him cursing her as he turned, chasing after her. She hadn't thought through what to do after she had the phone but a plan quickly appeared. The fountain that was in the commons was less than fifty yards away, if she could just get there.

She made it to almost twenty feet from the fountain when he grabbed her by her hair, wrenching her head back painfully. She made one last effort and threw the phone underhand into the fountain.

When Jake saw this he became enraged. Turning her around, he grabbed her by the front of her blouse and balled up his right fist. She was too shocked to try to protect herself. She saw the hay maker coming and closed her eyes. 

"It's not cool to hit a lady, dude."

When the blow didn't come Kassie opened her eyes. She saw Steve there with his arm hooked inside Jake's. She felt like fainting, but Jake still had a hold on her blouse inadvertently holding her up.

"I'm gonna kick your ass, Steve!" Jake yelled, looking at Steve with hatred.

"Then that's an ass kicking I'll just have to take," Steve replied.

Jake let go of Kassie's blouse and turned his attention on Steve. Steve wasn't a big man, but he was stoutly built. Looking in Steve's eyes Jake had second thoughts. "This guy is ready for a fight," he thought.

Looking again at Kassie, he yelled, "I will get even with you later, cunt."

Jerking his arm from Steve, he went to the fountain and reached in to grab his phone. He tried to walk away with his pride intact but the crowd that gathered gave him nothing but laughter.

"Thank you so much, Steve. He was really going to let me have it," Kassie said.

"No problem," Steve said, putting his arm around her shoulders and heading to the humanities building again. "But if we don't get going, we are both going to be late for class. But Kassie, just do one thing for me, OK?"

"Sure, anything, Steve," she replied.

"Next time you decide to get your freak on, do it with a decent guy, and always remember: no pictures, no movies, don't write anything down, nothing that can get out in public, OK?"

Kassie had called her sister that night and cried over the phone while telling her the whole story. Sara had talked to her like an adult and gave her sympathy and a shoulder to cry on, so to speak. After that they both became much closer. It had been tough at school for a while but as word got around that Jake had filmed them without her knowledge most everyone sided with her. Weeks later when she was walking back to her dorm, Steve called out to her, and they walked instead to the local coffee shop. 

After getting their order, they sat together and just had talked about classes and teachers.

"Steve, I want to thank you again for helping me with Jake that day."

"Kassie, you are really decent and those kinds of things shouldn't happen to good people." He reached over to hold her hand.

"I'm still so embarrassed about what everyone saw," Kassie said softly, looking down at the table. "Do you think you could ever forget what you saw, and maybe we could go out for dinner sometime?"

"I'm sorry, Kassie, I don't think I can do that," he said, shaking his head. Then after a short pause he continued. "What I saw was the most beautiful woman ever, and I don't want to forget."

Now turning red with embarrassment Kassie was tongue-tied. She started to pull her hand away from his until she felt him lightly squeeze her hand. She looked up to see Steve smiling ear to ear.

"But I would be honored to take you out for dinner, anytime, anywhere."

Kassie felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders; she would survive and life would go on. Steve and Kassie went out several times that semester, but they never became intimate. She just wasn't ready after what Jake had done. Steve didn't come back to classes that next semester; he had used up all his college funds and needed to make some money. They had parted the best of friends, and she always hoped that someday she would see him again.

***

The next morning Sara was there waiting on Kassie at the train station. They gave each other a hug and for the first time in several months Sara was happy. On the way home they talked like only women can, never was there any silence. It was like they had so many things to tell each other that the ride back to the house seemed to only take minutes.

"I cannot believe you our Mom to take a vacation. How did you do it?" asked Kassie.

"Believe me, it was quite a struggle," Sara said with a smile. "I practically had to beg."

"Well, it will be good for Mom to get out and relax. And you have been working out, haven't you? You look really great. I guess that brother of mine has been working you to hard," Kassie said, laughing.

"Well, not exactly," replied Sara. She really didn't want to get into her problems.

"And look at this car! You and Terry must be doing really well."

"Well, the car comes with the job. Wait until you see the house, though. We have moved into the big house, and we are planing to rent out the smaller house."

"Where's the boss, I thought he lived here now?" Kassie noticed a change in Sara's voice when she next spoke.

"He's moved on and left me." After a short pause, Sara realized what she had said. "I mean he left me responsible, is what I should say."

Kassie could tell Sara wasn't saying everything about the situation. However, when Sara pulled in front of the big house, Kassie was floored by the beautiful home. "Oh my gosh, you live here?"

"Yes, but remember, we are just living here; I maintain and decorate the inside," replied Sara.

Kassie wasn't listening; she was just in awe of the magnificent old mansion. Sara got Kassie's bags out of the car and led her younger sister inside. "Come on, I will take you on a quick tour. Let's start upstairs, and we can get your stuff in your room." As they went upstairs Sara began reciting facts about the house and surrounding property. "The house is set on almost forty acres of land. Woods take up most of the area. This house is a little over eight thousand square feet. It has seven bedrooms and nine baths, a game room, wine cellar, and library along with many other, mostly unused rooms. It's a full-time job to clean let alone try to decorate and remodel."




Sara's Seduction Pt. 02



Sara went into the third bedroom on the right and paced Kassie's bags on the bed. "I hope this will meet your approval."

"Are you kidding, this room is almost as big as our old house."

Sara just smiled at Kassie's exuberance; she was reacting to the house the same way she had when she first took the job. Sara continued the tour and ended it in the foyer. "This technically is called a grand foyer, but I always refer to it as the great room."

Kassie saw a pair of lamps sitting on a table with no shades. The cords were cut. "What are these?"

"I spotted these at an estate sale last week and thought they were beautiful. I have ordered new shades and cords."

Kassie picked up one of the lamps. "Wow, these are really heavy. Is this marble on the base?"

"Yeah, I think they will look great on the tables over there beside the couch, and they match the marble floor perfectly. Now, come out outside and I will show you the pool and tennis courts."

"Gosh, look at this pool!" Kassie said in awe. "Do you and Terry get to use it?"

"Of course, we're the only ones here. Manuela does the landscaping and other odd jobs around, but he doesn't live here. Oh, and we have a visitor from Boston staying in the small house starting tomorrow or maybe the next day. I don't know who it is yet, but Fredric's company is doing an audit of all his properties, and the auditor will be staying here a few days."

"Can we try the pool?" Kassie asked with a glee in her eyes.

"Sure. Come on, you can probably use one of my suits. We're almost exactly the same size now," Sara said. "In fact, I have a new suit Terry bought for me I haven't worn. Let's see if that won't fit you."

Kassie took the new suit Sara gave her with trepidation. It was small. She tried it on in her room and checked herself out in the mirror. She had to adjust her breasts in the suit so her aureola's were covered. Her butt was completely exposed. "There's no way I can wear this" she thought. She met Sara in the hall, just as she opened the door. "I don't think this will work; It hardly covers anything. And you have on a one-piece suit; I can't wear this."

"What the heck, its only you and I, no one's going to see you," Sara scolded.

Kassie was uncomfortable, but she followed Sara down to the pool with her towel. "Gosh I haven't gotten a tan in ages. I'm going to take a quick swim and then just relax," Kassie said. After a few laps in the pool, Kassie spread her towel over a lounge chair. After putting on some sun screen she stretched out and relaxed.

Sara got out a few minutes later and laid beside Kassie. "I'm really glad you came for a visit. It's going to be nice to have a woman to talk to for a while."

"Don't you have friends and throw wild parties all the time?" Kassie ribbed her sister.

"Yes, you know what a party animal I've always been."

"So, married life, is it all you thought it would be?"

"I don't know." Sara paused before continuing. "I guess it's changed some things, but no, not what I thought it would be."

"Does that mean its worse than you thought?"

"No just different, I don't really know how to explain it."

There wasn't much talk the rest of the morning. They had a small lunch around noon, and then Kassie took a nap. She tried to be quiet so she wouldn't wake Terry. She thought it would be hard to have your husband work at night while Sara labored during the day. That afternoon she found Sara working in the great room.

"Do you have a set amount of hours you have to work each day?"

"No, I get to pretty much set my own hours."

The next few hours passed quickly as they kept up a running conversation about anything and everything.

"Thanks for the I phone, I can't believe you got me one," Kassie told her sister.

"I thought you needed one. Besides, these days I'm able to keep up-to-date with you now that you can text. Let's go take another quick dip in the pool before dinner."

Getting back into her suit didn't seem so bad this time, she thought. And she did look really great in it, though she wished her nipples wouldn't stick out so much.

Terry woke around five and didn't hear anyone in the house, so he went to his bedroom window. It had a perfect view of the pool and tennis courts. That can't be Kassie he saw by the pool with his wife, he thought. She was so shy she would never wear a bathing suit like that. Man, that looked like a suit he had given his wife on their honeymoon but hadn't worn. He put on his own suit and went down to the pool.

"There's two lovely women. How was the trip, Kassie?"

Kassie jumped up and hugged Terry without hesitation. She had always liked Terry. He had never treated her like a little girl and regularly found a way to engage her in conversation.

"God, you guys have it so good. I cannot believe how beautiful it is here!" Kassie said. 

Terry wanted to tell her how great she looked but didn't want to embarrass her or himself. He had felt her breast against his chest when they hugged and felt a stirring below.

Sara jumped up and headed for the house. "I'll be back with drinks."

Terry and Kassie were still standing almost face to face. Terry was doing his best to look in her eyes. God, she looked great.

About that time, Kassie remembered the suit she was wearing. Blushing, she turned, getting her towel, but that just gave Terry a great look at her thong-covered behind. She couldn't decide if she wanted to cover up the bottom half or the top half. Both were barely were covered. Finally she wrapped the towel around her waist.

They stood there, both a little embarrassed when Sara came back. "Have a beer before dinner is delivered. I just ordered pizza. Don't tell Mom I helped corrupt you, Sis."

Kassie didn't usually drink but took the beer anyway. Before she knew it, she had almost finished the bottle.

Then Terry sat across from the two women and the conversation just flowed. When the door bell rang Sara went to get the pizza and left them to talk. Every time Kassie looked away Terry couldn't help but look at her barely covered chest. He now sported a full-on boner. It had been so long since he had seen this much of a woman he could hardly keep from drooling.

Kassie couldn't help but notice what was going on with her brother. It was embarrassing but also exciting in some mixed-up way. She would try to find a more modest suit tomorrow.

That evening they ate, drank and swam. It was a really relaxing evening. Toward 8:00, Terry had to get ready for work. After a bit he came down to say good-bye to his wife. After a quick kiss on the lips to Sara, he told Kassie, "I'm glad you're here, try to get your sister to unwind a little."

As Terry walked away Kassie looked at her sister. "How did you end up with such a hunk?"

Sara laughed and said, "Just lucky, I guess."

That night in bed Kassie found her thoughts returning to Terry. She knew it was so wrong, but she really found him exciting. "I'll just keep that to myself," she thought.

The next day around noon Sara got a call from the auditor and they made arrangements for him to come to the house first thing in the morning. Sara and Kassie spent the afternoon cleaning the game room. They then got their suits back on and went to the pool.

Terry came down around five and joined them at the pool. "Sara, I forgot to write you a note this morning before I went to bed. I have to go and suck up to another customer. I'll just be gone a couple of nights at most."

"Where to?" Sara asked. "I hoped you would be around this weekend."

"Boston, I promise I will be back Friday night at the latest."

Kassie couldn't help but be a little disappointed. She was really enjoying getting to know her brother. What was odd was that Sara didn't seem disappointed in the least.

Over the next few hours, they had Chinese food delivered, swam and talked. One time when Kassie got out of the pool, she noticed Terry looking at her, almost leering. Looking down she was horrified to see part of her right areola was exposed. Turning away from Terry, she adjusted her swimsuit. What she couldn't fix were her nipples, which were sticking out prominently. She turned scarlet and laid down on the chaise lounge. She could tell Terry was trying not to look, but she could feel his eyes return every few minutes. She was going to have to get a new suit tomorrow.

Trying to get past her embarrassment, she asked Terry, "Is this trip something different for you? Do you have to do this regularly?" 

"I have to do this maybe once or twice a month. It's usually rich old men who don't want to get out that I have to show how much their business means to us. This time it's a lady which means she is probably a hundred years old. It's usually not so bad, but occasionally I get one that's just a pain to work with."

Terry went to pack a few clothes and came back to the pool to say good-bye. He gave Sara another quick kiss before leaving.

"Oh, well, now we can just have a ladies' night out tomorrow," Sara said, handing Kassie another beer.

The next morning Kassie asked Sara to take her to the mall to buy a new swimsuit. "I can't leave. Kalid will be here any time. And I have a friend who's coming by to take that ugly sofa from the great room."

"Who's Kalid?" Kassie asked.

"He's the auditor who's taking an inventory of Fredrick's holdings. Why Don't you take the car and spend the day shopping? Terry left this for you last night."

Taking the envelope, Kassie looked inside to see several hundred dollars. "I can't take this."

Placing her hand on her younger sister's shoulder, she said, "Kassie I know it hasn't been easy for you being away from home while going to school. This is a graduation present from both of us; I'm really proud of you, Sis."

After a brief hug, the sisters agreed to spending most of the day doing their own things before meeting up for an evening out.

Kassie enjoyed having the day out by herself. She was normally by herself anyway. She just had never fit in at college. She had been so young when she got there that she couldn't relate to other freshmen.

As she advanced through college at an astonishing pace, she never had time for parties or friends. She just spent endless hours in the library with her nose stuck in a book. She never had any extra money in college so the money Sara and Terry gave her for a graduation present seemed like she had won the lottery. Kassie completely lost track of time and didn't head back to Sara's house until almost four o'clock.

Sara's day started much different; She had a killer headache and called Kalid to see if she could put off the meeting until 1:00 PM. She left a note on the front door in case Kassie came home early saying she had a terrible head ache, please make herself feel at home, and she would be in her bedroom.

By the time Kalid rang the doorbell Sara was feeling much better. She met him with a warm smile and a handshake.

"Pleased to meet you, Kalid. I hope its alright to call you Kalid; I didn't catch your last name."

"Of course. May I call you Sara?" Kalid said, still holding her hand and giving her his best smile.

"Sure, anything to make things easier, I always say." Sara found she was still holding his hand and withdrew hers. "I always thought accountants and auditors were old nerdy looking men," she thought to herself. "This guy is really hot. I wonder if he's married." As quickly as the thought popped into her head, she started chastising herself. She was married, had a loving husband. Why would she even have thoughts like that? If she had thoughts about her husband like she was having for this stranger maybe she could make her marriage work.

"Are you feeling OK, Sara?" Kalid asked, interrupting her thoughts.

This startled Sara back to matters at hand. "Yes, I'll be fine; I just haven't been sleeping well." Looking into his eyes, Sara noticed for the first time how blue they were. "Wow, a girl could lose herself in those eyes," she thought. Sara barely noticed that time seemed to slow down and soon the only things she could see were his eyes.

"You have the most interesting eyes I have ever seen," Kalid said

Kalid could normally mentally reach out and hear a few thoughts in a person's head. And he could mentally stimulate most women until they got weak in the knees. However, the woman standing in front of him was unlike anyone he had ever met. He could read every thought and play every memory back like a movie. It was like someone had removed all her memories and then replaced them in a different order. So her husband was out of the picture for a couple of days, that was convenient. Her sister will be back here later; this worked any better for him. Spend a few days top-side then return and inform Lucifer. His master would be very pleased with his quick work. Kalid took the note from her hands that she had just removed from the front door. He placed it back on the front door just in case Kassie came home early. Sara was still standing there with a blank look on her face; she hadn't recovered at all when he once again stood in front of her. "This is going to be fun," Kalid thought, "let me just see if I can stimulate this whore."

Sara began to feel a warmth spread throughout her body. She especially noticed her genitals were becoming warm and wet. Without thinking she took Kalid's hand that he had extended. She couldn't help the small moan that escaped her lips as he pulled her to him. His lips met hers as any reluctance she had was brushed away. "Oh, God, it's been so long," she thought, giving into the kiss with abandon.

As he led her toward the stairs, Kalid continued stimulating her mind. He knew where every room, chair and bed was in the entire house just by reading her mind. Kalid led her into her room—well, he couldn't tell if she was being led or if she was eagerly following. As he continued reading her thoughts, he found she hadn't been with her husband or anyone else for months. He could feel her passion that had been building up.

Sara let go of his hand and without thinking brought her hand to her blouse and began to unbutton it. All she could think about was being with this man at this moment.

Kalid began shedding his clothes and pulled off his socks, just as she lowered her panties. He looked down at her hairless vagina and smiled. "What these modern women do to attract a man," he thought.

"Sara, lay on the bed," he said out loud. "I am going to fuck you and place my son in your womb."

"I can't get pregnant," she said in a small voice.

"My seed is very potent and will fill your belly with my son. It will be painful, but you will give me a healthy boy. Shortly after I spill my seed inside you, you will no longer be able to move. My son will take all your energy, and he will be born in seven days. You will die, and your soul will belong to my master for all eternity."

"What a crock of shit," burst into her head. "I don't want a baby," Sara said aloud.

Kalid sat on the side of the bed and marveled at the beautiful woman standing in front of him. Her breasts were topped with extended nipples, it was too bad a child would never suckle on her breast. Her stomach was flat, and her legs were long and fit.

"It doesn't matter what you want anymore" Kalid said.

"Please don't do this to me," Sara said with fear in her voice.

The demon didn't bother to reply; she now was his to do as he pleased.

"Lay on the bed," Sara heard, not knowing if he said the command, or she just heard it in her head.

Moving to the bed, she crawled to the center, lying on her back with her legs together. "Please don't do this," she begged once more.

Kalid didn't bother to respond; he moved over her and forced her legs apart with his. Settling between her legs he reached for his cock and stroked it a few times, making sure it was hard.

Sara looked down, seeing his cock for the first time. He wasn't any bigger than her husband, but somehow it looked menacing or even frightening. She could feel him rub the tip of his dick up and down her soaked slit. He placed it at her opening and began to push. "No," was all the resistance she could offer.

He found her pussy much tighter than her mother's as he pushed several inches inside. He heard her groan and smiled at the thought; he was causing her pain. He pulled back out until just the head was left inside, then thrust roughly, sending his hard prick in as far as it would go. He could feel his balls against her ass, bringing a smile to his face.

Sara let out a scream. She tried to push against his chest to no avail. He just started pounding her with his hard member, bringing more cries from her lips. Tears started to roll from her eyes. The pain lessened in her violated vagina but knowing that he was also putting a monster inside her womb was overwhelming. She didn't know why but she believed everything he had told her. She had already seen too many things that were impossible to question what he said.

"I'm getting close, Sara; this is what you get for killing one of the devil's favorites." Kalid closed his eyes and released his boiling cum deep inside the unwilling woman, groaning so loud he almost hurt her ears.

She could feel his cock swell and then jerk repeatedly as he unloaded inside her pussy. "God, please don't let me be pregnant," she thought.

The demon felt the tingling in his balls as he began filling her with his jizz. He could also feel the worm-like object slide out the tip of his cock and into her soaked pussy. This was his child, a new nightmare for all mortals. His thrusts soon slowed as his orgasm ended. He continued lying on the her, keeping his prick buried to the hilt inside the woman who would have his son.

Sara was thankful now that it was over. She could feel his sperm oozing out around his cock. "Maybe he lied," she hoped. Besides, the doctors said there was no way she could get pregnant. Her fallopian tubes were scarred to badly even after surgery.

"Get off me, asshole," Sara said, having recovered some of her will power. "Haven't you done enough?"

"Just wait a few more minutes, tell me when you feel a pinch down there." Kalid smiled at her and tried to kiss her on the lips. She turned her head so he only kissed her cheek. "Is that any way to treat yours child's father?"

Sara got out, "Fuck you, asshole," before the sharp pain erupted from her insides. "What was that?" she screamed.

"That's our son; he just injected you with a muscle relaxer. It will help keep you here while our baby grows. Soon you will lose all voluntary muscle control. You will still feel all the pain, but you won't be able to do even the littlest things. Now that it's started, what do you say we have some more fun?"

"Get off me! Please!" Sara begged. "Why has this happened to me again, what did I do to deserve this?"

"Deserve has nothing to do with it," Kalid said as he pulled his cock half way out before slamming back inside her. "Don't worry, I've already sent your mother to Hell, and your sister will be there soon."

"No!" yelled Sara "I won't let you take them." She tried to raise her hands to his face. She would scratch his eyes out. She could hardly raise her arms off the bed. Trying to move her legs she found she couldn't even wiggle her toes.

Kalid reached down and grabbed her legs, bringing them up and placing her heels on his shoulder. "Now, let's have some real fun."

Sara's hands dropped back to the bed as she didn't have the strength to move her fingers. As the demon above her started moving faster she found it hard to catch her breath. She could hardly keep her eyes open and wasn't sure she wanted to.

Kalid soon slowed to enjoy the last screwing this bitch would ever know. He stopped for a minute and bent over to grab one of her nipples in his teeth. Biting down almost hard enough to bring blood, he heard no sounds coming from his newest conquest.




Sara's Seduction



"Great! You can drive ours."

Sara was taken aback by how forward Monique was, but in trying to clear the sleep-induced fog from her brain, she thought to just roll with it.

"I was hoping you and I could go shopping today," Monique said.

"Well, I would, but I have so much to do over at the house."

"Don't worry about that," Monique replied. "Fredric wants you to take off a couple of days so as to not disturb his sleep."

Sara couldn't help but like Monique's enthusiasm. But she didn't have any money just to spend shopping, especially if she wasn't getting a paycheck for the next few days.

"I really don't have anything I'm looking for," Sara said.

"Please?" said Monique. "I'm looking forward to getting to know you. I really need a friend here and I just know we can be great friends."

"It will take me awhile to get ready." Sara smiled. How could she turn down and request like that?

"Great,"chirped Monique, "Can I come in and wait?"

"Sure,"replied Sara, "but I haven't even had breakfast yet."

"You go get dressed and we can stop for coffee."

Sara went toward her bedroom and said over her shoulder, "I think I'll just have some orange juice before we leave." Sara went into her bedroom and quickly dropped her robe on the bed. She then headed for the shower.

Monique went to the refrigerator and got out the orange juice, looked around for a glass and poured a glassful. "She's going to need all the energy she can get soon," Monique said to herself.

Monique put the orange juice container back in the fridge and set the glass on the counter. She quickly unbuttoned her blouse and unsnapped the center clasp on her bra. With her fingers she began to slowly squeeze her breast; soon a single drop of clear liquid appeared on the tip of her nipple. She picked up the glass and brought it to her nipple, rubbing the clear drop into the glass of orange juice. She walked toward Sara's bedroom, stirring the orange juice with her finger. She sat on the bed and heard the shower turn off. Within a minute Sara came into the bedroom naked. She was hurrying, so at first she didn't notice Monique sitting on the bed. As she turned she let out a little yelp when she spotted Monique.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." Monique laughed. Sara just stood there for a second with her mouth open, then she blushed when she realized she had no clothes on.

"Don't worry, you don't have anything I haven't seen before," Monique said giggling. "You're completely safe with me."

Sara, not wanting to show how uncomfortable she was, reached out and took her orange juice, drinking it down in several big gulps. Instantly a warmth began to spread throughout her body. As the rest of her body was warming, her pubic area was on fire. Her nipples grew taut and her breathing became deeper. She could even smell her arousal. Turning away from Monique she reached for her panties.

"You have a beautiful body, Sara!" Monique whispered. She was awestruck at how perfect her body was—unmarked by any tattoos or piercings except for her earrings.

"Thanks," Sara replied. She no longer felt self conscious about her nudity with the heat flowing through her body. 

Monique could tell the aphrodisiac was having a real effect on Sara. "Don't you have any thongs? They would look great on you, since you have such a small butt."

"I've never had any to try."

"Well, we will have to take care of that today also," Monique replied. "You have the most perfect breasts I have ever seen. I bet your have always been very popular with the boys. 

Sara thought she could detect a trace of envy in Monique's voice. But with Monique being so beautiful herself, she had nothing to be jealous of.

"I never dated much and got very lucky finding Terry. Hes the only man I've been with and I hope the only one I will ever be with."

Monique was stunned. why would a woman choose to be with only one man her whole life? After putting on her pants, Sara reached for a bra.

"With a bust like that you should never bind your breast with a bra," Monique said. "Let 'em breath!"

"My nipples stick out and I get embarrassed."

"Try it for me today and you will see you don't have anything to be embarrassed about," Monique said while smiling at her. Sara guessed she would try it and quickly pulled a t-shirt over her head.

"OK, guess I'm ready."

The rest of the day passed in a hurry. They had a late dinner then went to the mall boutiques. They browsed all the high end shops where Monique insisted on buying her thong underwear. Sara noticed the few men that were in the mall that day staring at her, but instead of feeling embarrassed she felt proud. 

The next shop Monique drug her into was full of swimwear. Monique tried on several and Sara found herself looking at another woman with a interest she had never had before. Monique even had Sara come into the dressing room with her to give an honest appraisal. After seeing Monique with her top off she felt Monique had to be the most beautiful woman to ever walk the earth. During one of her suit changes she caught sight of her nether regions. She was completely bald down there! Monique saw Sara looking and asked, "You're shaved down there, aren't you?" already knowing she wasn't after seeing her dress earlier.

"No," replied Sara.

"Great! We can take care of that today also." Monique giggled.

"No way!" Sara said. But she wondered what it would be like having no hair there. Would Terry like it? She would have to think about that. Soon Monique came back in with a suit for Sara to try on. "I don't have the money for this."

With a small push in the back Monique said, "Forget that, get in there and try this on!" 

Sara was really beginning to like Monique. She went into the room and began stripping. She had just taken off the last of her clothes when Monique charged in. 

"OK, lets see it!" There wasn't much room in the dressing room and they bumped body parts a few times. After getting the suit on she knew she would be too shy to ever wear this around strangers or maybe even her husband. Taking off the top she started to say so when Monique reached up and wrapped her hand around her right breast. The heat in her loins that had calmed down flamed up again. "I just had to do this," said Monique. "You have very firm boobs." And then she dropped her hand to her side. Monique looked into Sara's eyes, tilted her head up, and kissed her on the lips. Just a little kiss, but the effect was electric. Sara, without thinking, kissed Monique with passion, even letting Monique thrust her tongue into her mouth. The aphrodisiac in her saliva wasn't as strong as from her nipples, but the two in conjunction had Sara nearly panting. Monique pulled away and slid out the door. In a daze, Sara finished getting back into her own clothes and opened the door. Monique was waiting for her with a sheepish smile.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me. I guess maybe you may not be safe around me."

Sara was too worked up to be embarrassed now. "I guess I have to buy the suit now. I think I got it wet.

Monique laughed loudly and grabbed her by the elbow. "Lets get our items and get out of here."

Out in the mall again they went into a TGI Fridays to get a drink. Sara wasn't used to drinking alcohol and the drinks Monique ordered seemed to cool her down and burn all the way down at the same time. They didn't say anything but smiled at each other over their drinks. Sara had to try to broach the subject.

"We don't have to tell my husband, do we? We really didn't do anything."

"Of course not! It will just be our little secret. So Long as we don't have to tell Fredric," Monique said with a giggle. "I have to say, I haven't laughed and giggled so much in one day since I was a little girl. On with the shopping!"

The next stop was a place that did nails and depilatory. They both got their fingernails and their toenails done, with Monique once again insisting on paying for everything. Next Monique had them both get their legs waxed. Sara was fine with that, but when the technician recommended a bikini wax, Sara explained she was uncomfortable with that. Monique leaned over and whispered into Sara's ear: "I guarantee your husband will worship the ground you walk on if you do this."

"But he already does," Sara whispered back.

"Then do It for me." And then Monique licked her ear lobe. That was all it took to get Sara anxious to have the waxing. 

They both went into separate rooms where the technician first waxed Sara's legs then asked her to remove her underpants. The woman doing the waxing was so used to doing this that she hardly looked at Sara other than to place hot wax on her pubic area. 

Ouch! Sara looked down and saw a patch of hair now gone and thought it was too late to change her mind now. As the waxing continued, Sara began to wonder why she was doing things that Monique wanted her to. From going bra-less to waxing, she felt like she had lost her free will. 

After the front was done the woman had Sara get up on her hands and knees in order to place the hot wax between the cheeks of her ass. She didn't have any hair back there, did she? This time she couldn't hold back a little yelp as the hair was ripped from around her ass hole. A few tears ran down her cheeks as she went to put her clothes back on. She promised herself she would never do this again.

Sara felt like she was walking funny when they started back down the mall toward the car. Monique put her arm around Sara and said, "Forgive me?"

Smiling in spite of the pain Sara replied, "Of course, just don't make fun of me for walking funny."

"Trust me, you will thank me later."

Later that night, Sara and Monique sat out by the pool in their new bikinis. The pain was mostly gone from Sara's waxing and what wasn't was dulled with the drinks that Monique kept in front of her. It was getting dark, so Sara mentioned heading home to bed.

"No, you cant leave so soon! just one more drink."

"OK, but then it's off to bed," Sara said. Not only was she tired but she did not want Fredric to see her in the new bikini. Her nipples stuck out all the time and the bottom hardly covered anything. I guess its a good thing I got that bikini wax today, Sara thought. Monique brought out one more drink and set in front of Sara. Unknown to Sara, Monique had coaxed two drops from her nipples and put them into her drink. As soon as Sara drank most of her drink, she wasn't going anywhere. The excitement sang through her entire body, making her almost shake with need. 

Whats happening? thought Sara, then her thoughts turned to sex. She was more excited than at any time in her young life. But her husband was gone, now what was she to do?

"Did you really mean it earlier when you said that you have only ever been with your husband? A woman with your looks could have anyone she wanted."

"Only my husband," replied Sara. "I never dated much in high school and didn't have any steady boyfriends."

"Who said it had to be a boyfriend?" 

Sara turning serious asked, "So did you...you know, get around?"

"Gosh yes, You could call me a slut and I couldn't say it wasn't the truth. I've probably been with more guys than you've met. OK, I guess I really am a slut."

"How did Fredric handle that, or have you not told him?"

"Believe me, he's been with more women than I have men. Fredric and I have an unusual relationship. We both see other people sometimes. It's not like he owns me or I him. Besides, it's boring with the same old dick all the time," Monique said, laughing.

"I could never do that, and I think I would kill Terry if he cheated on me."

"Look at it this way, Sara, he gets what he needs and still comes home to me at the end of the day." Then holding her hands about a foot apart, Monique added, "Besides, Fredric's cock is so big it hurts if we do it a lot."

"Come on, no one is that big," chided Sara.

"OK, he may not be quite that big, but he is over eight inches and has balls almost the size of walnuts.I can't come close to getting my fingers to reach around his cock. His fingers don't even reach around and touch." 

"You cant be serious." 

"That's the absolute gospel truth," Monique murmured. "I have never seen a man come as much as he does, too. It seems like a quart. How about your hunk of a man?"

"Terry's almost six inches and that's all I can handle."

"If you get the chance, you should fuck Fredric," Monique said with a serious face.

"No, I couldn't do that to you." Then after a pause, "Or Terry."

"Just trust me girl, If you get the chance take it, you wont be sorry and you would be doing me a favor by keeping him off of me. He has the most astonishing uncut cock you will ever have the chance to see, or fuck."

"What do you mean uncut?"

"You know, uncircumcised. You've seen one of those, haven't you?"

"I guess I haven't seen much. What do you use for birth control?"

"We don't need any because Fredric's been fixed." Monique turned her head as she said this so Sara couldn't see her face and tell that she was lying. If Sara got pregnant it was her problem. Fredric would never allow a demon child to be born anyway. "What about you and Terry?"

"We don't plan on having kids for a least a few years, so we use condoms."

At that moment, the door to the the main house opened and Fredric walked toward the two women. One look at Sara and Fredric knew Monique had done her work well. He reached down and finished Sara's drink, then stood in front of her. The small amount of aphrodisiac that was left in the drink soared through his veins. Looking into her eyes, he willed her to look at him. 

The moment Sara's eyes locked on his she lost free will. A voice in her head told her to stand. Sara stood in front of Fredric, and without even being asked to, she bent her head to the left and offered her neck.

He placed one arm behind her to steady her and drove his fangs deep into her neck. Once again he marveled at the delicious taste of her blood. It will be good to have her as his slave for life to drink from as he pleased. The blood ran into his mouth and was quickly swallowed. This time there was no mistaking how it made Sara feel. The moans and the shuddering left little doubt that she was having an orgasm. Without Fredric's support she would have fallen to the ground as her legs turned to rubber. Fredrick continued to feed for several minutes and thought he had taken about one pint or so. He licked the small wounds in her neck with his tongue and and they instantly healed. He then looked into her eyes again and told her she would not remember this in the morning.

Sara suddenly became aware that she was standing in front of Fredric in her skimpy new suit, blushing she started to turn away. "Where did Monique go?" Surely that nonsense she was saying earlier wasn't true. She couldn't really want her to be with Fredric. 

Fredric again willed her to look into his eyes. This time the voice in her head said, "Take off your top!"

Sara resisted the voice and tried to look away. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't turn her head. Again the voice came. "Take off your top!" This time she reached up behind her and quickly untied the knot holding her top on. The top slid down to the tips of her nipples, which seemed to catch and hang on to keep the top from falling to the ground. Fredric reached up, whipped the top off, and threw it to the ground. He growled deep in his throat when he looked at her breasts. This has to be the most appealing woman I have ever seen, he thought. He had seen and fucked thousands of women, but none brought him to the fever pitch as this woman had. 

He brought his hands to her breast and tweaked her nipples. He noticed she had aureoles no bigger than a quarter but had the most magnificent nipples ever. She thrust out her chest to amplify the contact with his hands. Looking into her eyes again the voice in her head said "Drop to your knees, take out my cock, and worship your master!"

Sara followed the voice and dropped to her knees in front of Fredric. Now that she had broken eye contact, her free will slowly returned. She looked at his crotch and wondered, why would she take out his dick? She couldn't make herself say the word cock, even in her thoughts. But an urge that she couldn't understand was ruling her mind, The thought that only a man's penis could soothe her sudden lust. 

Sara looked up at Fredric's face and saw him grinning, then looked back at his groin and reached up hesitantly to rub his package through his pants. 

Sara pulled her hand back and just looked at the bulge in Fredric's pants. She had caused this swelling, she wanted to please her new master. No, that's not right, she thought. No one's my master! I choose what I want or don't want to do. Sara bit her lower lip and looked at Fredric again, seeing him still smiling, or was that a smirk? It didn't matter, she wanted just to look at the penis that Monique had described.

Once again, she reached out to him but this time she reached for his zipper. I've got to at least look at it, she thought. Could Monique's description of Fredric penis be correct? That's not cheating, Its not like we are going to have sex right out here in the open. 

She looked over to see if Monique was in sight. She must really mean it about not caring. Sara changed her mind and decided, if I take his pants down, I wont have to touch it. She quickly grabbed his belt and unlatched it, Then unbuttoned his pants, then before she could lose her nerve she pulled it all down. 

There it was, and Monique wasn't lying. It wasn't hard yet, but hung down with the head of his dick covered by foreskin. It was longer than Terry's, even when Terry was hard. But the diameter was the most striking thing about this magnificent appendage. It had now become a cock, not a dick or penis. How could any woman take this inside her and enjoy it? 

As she was gawking at him, her hand seemed to have a mind of its own. It had reached over, grabbed the cock and lightly squeezed. Sara instantly noticed how cool to the touch this cock was, Terry's was almost hot when she touched it. She had no control of herself anymore. Her hand stroked the foreskin back down to the base and the head came into view with a clear drop of semen on the head. Her other hand reached for his balls and lifted them as she took in their size and weight. Then all pretense of restraint disappeared. She quickly started stroking this magnificent cock. It quickly grew to its full size. 

Fredric had not unloaded in several days due to the move and knew that Sara's hand job was going to quickly bring him to his peak. This girl with her looks and shyness was very erotic. Especially when she was stroking his cock just inches from her mouth.

Sara had never given a real blow-job before, but she was thinking about it now. She reached out with her tongue and licked the underside of his cock, tasting the precum that was leaking profusely from the slit. She knew that there was no way she could fit even the head into her mouth. 

Fredrick could hold back no longer—with a loud groan, he threw his head back and let go. The first jet landed in Sara's mouth and startled her, not realizing he was this close. She quickly aimed his cock away from her face but not before another blast hit her on the chin. Sara kept stroking this beautiful cock and let it spray his cold semen over her chest and nipples. How can anyone come this much, Sara thought. She had absentmindedly swallowed the cum that had blasted into her mouth. Having found the taste not that bad she raised his cock back to her mouth just as he was finishing coming. The last few spurts she quickly swallowed. Sara now slowly stroked his cock and looked down at her chest. His cum had ran down over her tits and long strings of cum dripped from her nipples; it felt like she was covered in it. This was the sexiest thing she had ever done in her young life. But it wouldn't be the last time if she could help it. Still slowly stroking his cock, Sara looked up at Fredric and smiled. 




Sara's Seduction



"Do it to me!" she said softly.

"Take off those bottoms and get on all fours on that lounge chair."

Sara quickly did just that, throwing her bottoms over with her top and getting on her hands and knees. Fredric reached between her legs and quickly found her sopping wet pussy. Inserting one finger, he was amazed at how tight the girl was; he had been with virgins in their early teens who weren't nearly as tight as this woman was. He slowly pulled out his finger and then slid in two. This was the tightest pussy ever! He knew he would hurt her at first but that she would get used to it quickly. 

Fredric pulled out his fingers and moved up behind Sara to line up his cock. He slid his cock between the cheeks of her perfect ass and moved his cock head up and down the soaked slit of her pussy. After rubbing her clit a few times with the head of his cock, he positioned himself at the entrance of her pussy. Fredric started to push into Sara and felt her muscles slowly stretching to fit around him when a voice came from behind them.

"Your attorney is here. Should I tell him you're deep into something and he will have to come back later?" Monique said with a chuckle. Fredric moaned as his cock head was slowly entering the tightest pussy he had ever had. With a growl he withdrew his cock, leaving Sara panting with need. Turning, Fredric said, "I don't want to have to rush this, Sara. Get your clothes and go to your house. Maybe I will have time to come to you later tonight." 

"No, I need it now," cried Sara.

With a hiss Fredric said, "Do as I say, woman!" With that Fredric grabbed his pants and shoved his very wet, hard cock into them. Sara with tears in her eyes scooped up the two scraps of clothing and started walking toward her house, feeling the semen still dripping from her chest and a hint of a breeze giving her a little chill. Her nipples felt like they would explode. 

She went straight to her bathroom and started her shower. As she waited for the water to warm she rubbed at the semen which covered her chest. Feeling the slimy cum only made her more horny and out of control. How could Fredric do this to her? Just a few minutes was all she needed. Shaking her head at the night's events she stepped into the shower and let the warm spray soothe her troubled mind. 

What was she doing lusting after another man besides her husband? She had definitely gone too far tonight. How could she ever face her husband? Should she even tell him? Finishing her shower she brushed her teeth and quickly slipped into bed naked. She secretly hoped Fredric would come see her tonight after his meeting. Why the hell did the attorney have to come then? Couldn't he have been fifteen minutes late? 

Sara woke later that night and found her hand busy between her legs. She tried to think of her husband but her thoughts kept returning to Fredric's massive cock. An orgasm swept over her, but instead of relaxing her, it only made her more frustrated. How could she be thinking like this? She was happily married, wasn't she? How could she cheat on her new husband? The shame and guilt washed over her as she tried to return to sleep but sleep was fleeting that night. At around 6:00 am she finally calmed down enough to fall into a deep sleep.